WWJT?

At the New Christian Media Conference ….we were shown this clip in the Twitter seminar which is worth watching….

We were also shown this picture:

After the seminar we were asked the question: What Would Jesus Tweet? WWJT?   I wonder….

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Nativity

The BBC for the last 3 days has been showing a new programme centred on the Nativity.  It’s on at 7pm BBC1 as is truely a fabulous telling of the nativity story and tonight is the last installment.  It’s been written by Tony Jordan who writes for Eastenders and truely shows the power of the story.

On Sunday I heard Tony Jordan being interviewed by Aled Jones – He described the story as ‘the singularly most beautiful story….WOW….’ He decribes the Shepherd as ‘getting the X factor appearance from the shepherd’s and Joseph only gets a dream….surely this should be the other way round….as he wrote this he got it – the Shepherd’s represent us….they represent me.’

All I can say is thank you for scripting this story in such a wonderful and beautiful way!

A Bloggers Lord’s Prayer

I was given this on my return from my holiday and thought people may also like to read it…I don’t know where they found it…but I believe Andrew Jones wrote it…

A BLOGGERS PRAYER

Our Father
who lives above and beyond the dimension of the internet
  
Give us this day a life worth blogging,
The access to words and images that express our journey with passion and integrity,
And a secure connection to publish your daily mercies.
Your Kingdom come into new spaces today,
As we make known your mysteries,
Posting by posting,
Blog by blog.
  
Give this day,
The same ability to those less privileged,
Whose lives speak louder than ours,
Whose sacrifice is greater,
Whose stories will last longer.
  
Forgive us our sins,
For blog-rolling strangers and pretending they are friends,
For counting unique visitors but not noticing unique people,
For delighting in the thousands of hits but ignoring the ONE who returns,
For luring viewers but sending them away empty handed,
For updating daily but repenting weekly.
  
As we forgive those who trespass on our sites to appropriate our thoughts without reference,
Our images without approval,
Our ideas without linking back to us.
   
Lead us not into the temptation to sell out our congregation,
To see people as links and not as lives,
To make our blogs look better than our actual story.
   
But deliver us from the evil of pimping ourselves instead of pointing to you,
From turning our guests into consumers of someone else’s products,
From infatuation over the toys of technology,
From idolatry over techology
From fame before our time has come.
   
For Yours is the power to guide the destinies behind the web logs,
To bring hurting people into the sanctuaries of our sites,
To give us the stickiness to follow you, no matter who is watching or reading.
Yours is the glory that makes people second look our sites and our lives,
Yours is the heavy ambience,
  
For ever and ever,
Amen
  
Written by Andrew Jones

 

If Tomorrow Starts Without Me

If tomorrow starts without me, and I’m not there to see,
If the sun should rise and find your eyes all filled with tears for me;
I wish so much you wouldn’t cry the way you did today,
while thinking of the many things we didn’t get to say.
I know how much you care for me, and how much I care for you,
and each time that you think of me I know you’ll miss me too;

But when tomorrow starts without me, please try to understand,
that an angel came and called my name and took me by the hand,
and said my place was ready in heaven far above,
and that I’d have to leave behind all those I dearly love.

But as I turned to walk away, a tear fell from my eye,
for all life, I’d always thought I didn’t want to die.
I had so much to live for and so much yet to do.
it seemed almost impossible that I was leaving you.
I thought of all the love we shared and all the fun we had.
If I could relive yesterday, I thought, just for a while,
I’d say goodbye and hug you and maybe see you smile.

But then I fully realised that this could never be,
for emptiness and memories would take the place of me.
And when I thought of worldly things that I’d miss come tomorrow.
I thought of you, and when I did, my heart was filled with sorrow.

But when I walked through Heaven’s gates, I felt so much at home.
When God looked down and smiled at me, from His great golden throne,
He said, “This is eternity and all I’ve promised you,
Today your life on earth is past but here it’s starts anew.
I promise no tomorrow, but today will always last.
and since each day’s the same, there’s no longing for the past.

But you have been so faithful, so trusting, so true.
Though there were times you did some things you knew you shouldn’t do.
And you have been forgiven and now at last you’re free.
So won’t you come and take my hand and share my life with me?”

So if tomorrow starts without me, don’t think we’re far apart,
for every time you think of me, please know I’m in your heart.

Anon.

Can everyone be changed?

Check out Richard Moy’s Podcast 

CAN EVERYONE BE CHANGED?

LOVE TO THE LOVELESS

If you’re not familiar with Francine Rivers work I’ve found her the most profound of novelists with a knack of getting me thinking about living life better – more Christ-like…..

Loving the unlovely

This is another poem by Lance Landall…it struck a chord with me because it’s easy to love people we like but harder to love people that are seen as different for whatever reason.  For me each person is unique and wonderfully made and loved by God…does it really cost us much to show people the respect and care they deserve?  No one should be made to feel second class or second rate because of how they look, what disability they have or where they live…we do that to people not God – God is love and those who live in love live in God and God lives in them…lets show people the love they deserve.

Loving The Unlovely

Don’t mock or laugh at others, nor treat them indifferently,
Just because you think they’re odd, weak, silly, even ugly.
No, never treat unkindly any human on this earth,
Remember: They’re someone’s child, and had no say in their birth.

Yes, love and help the difficult, the misfits, the unlovely,
For they need your love also, more so, unconditionally.
We all love the loveable; that’s easy, natural too,
But loving the unlovely is the greater thing to do.

It’s easy to love your own, they’re your loved ones, after all,
But loving the unlovely — for most — is a very hard call.
Yet, such love’s pure love — and in each of us — such love should be,
Such doesn’t seek to get, just seeks to give, for it’s self free.

Everyone is different, the product of many things,
Hence why out of each one’s life, both good and bad flows or springs.
Take time to get to know folk, accept them the way they are,
Yes, tolerance and understanding have always gone far.

It’s hard enough for many that they feel the way they do,
That they’re struggling with their quirks, anxieties, obsessions too.
Such folk need a helping hand, not those whispers, looks or comments,
Nor thoughtless indifference, that to some, is more intense.

Many not so well endowed with looks, physique or IQ,
Are made to feel inferior by sad things folk say and do.
You may say that folk can choose to feel that way or not, but,
Is anything that easy, and sometimes, things really cut.

Yes, love and help the difficult, the misfits, the unlovely,
For they need your love also, more so, unconditionally.
Never just love your loved ones, or those you’re attracted to,
But show love and care to all — for that’s the greater thing to do.

By Lance Landall