Humor Me Not

Monday, May 28, 2012

http://nicolepalafox.blogspot.com/
  • "Never break up with someone in a public place. ESPECIALLY if its somewhere that you frequent often! If it's a bad split, you don't want to be a babbling idiot inside Starbucks crying over the bad memory of heartache over morning coffee. Go somewhere that has NO significant meaning to you. "
Randomly clicking across someone's blog on my blogger account to find this. ^ 


Wow. I wish some people would have read this information about a week ago. Would have made a bit of a difference. God must have a pretty big sense of humor here. 

Hoarding Our Lives Away

Friday, May 18, 2012

Once there was a people who surveyed the resources of the world and said to each other: “How can we be sure that we will have enough in hard times? We want to survive whatever happens. Let us start collecting food, materials and knowledge so that we are safe and secure if a crisis occurs.” So they started hoarding. So much and so eagerly that the other peoples protested and said: “You have so much more than you need, while we don’t have enough to survive. Give us part of your wealth!” But the fearful hoarders said: “No, no we need to keep this in case of emergency, in case things go bad for us too, in case our lives are threatened.” But the others said: “We are dying now, please give us food and materials and knowledge to survive. We can’t wait… we are dying now!”

Then the fearful hoarders became even more fearful since they became afraid that the poor and hungry people would attack them. So they said to one another: “Let us build walls around our wealth so that no stranger can take it from us.” They started erecting walls so high that they could not even see anymore whether their enemies we outside the walls or not! As their fear increased they put bombs at the top of their walls so that nobody from outside would even dare to come close. But instead of feeling safe and secure behind their armed walls they found themselves trapped in the prison they had built with their own fear. They even became afraid of their own bombs, wondering if they might harm themselves more than their enemy. And gradually they realize that their fear of death had brought them closer to it. – Henry Nouwen


The above parable is from the book Red Letters by Tom Davis who has an inserted parable written by Henry Nouwen. The below link is a blog I found from a missionary serving in Uganda that had a related topic.


http://kissesfromkatie.blogspot.com/2008/07/last-night-there-was-rat-in-my-room.html

She says it better, and I agree. Most of us are living life too paralyzed by fear to do the things we should, the things that are expected of us, and the lives we're meant to lead.

Red Letters

"We can't reach far enough to offer compassion because our arms are too busy holding all that we own." -- Tom Davis