I really struggle serious hardcore with faith/God/Christianity.  I feel like so many declare God in their own image.  Yes you read that right.

Today, while prepping fabric to sew I had some thoughts.  What would Jesus say about me? I had a version of people I know and even those who frustrate me with their seemingly emotionless approach to faith.  They know all the words, actions, songs, pat answers, the way to stand, smile; they are the essence of the world deams (the world) a perfect christian...

There is a call to love the Lord your God with all your Heart, Soul, Mind, (Being); and to love your neighbour as yourself.  How many of us actually do this?  b/c honestly if we did what problems would we have?  no one would be left.

Love is the movement.

I was was thinking about Matthew 25:31-46.   I'm not a bible thumper, I had to look that up to know the reference; but I was thinking about what Jesus (the one that anyone who denotes themselves as Christian is declaring by that denotation to follow/model) says.  Will he maybe stand at that gate in heaven and say: "It's great that you went to church so faithfully, knew and did all your christian things, went overseas for me, were well-known and well-repected in your church; but you didn't love me with all your heart and your neighbour as yourself; you just made it look like you did.  You may have fed orphans and given lots of money to missions and aid organizations; but you walked by so many opportunities that were right before you in your home town/church/work/school. You did all these great things; but greater would have been the things that no one sees: the old friend in need and struggling; the "loser" at work who needs to be loved and not gossiped about.  Those in your life who have made stupid choices in their life, and instead of reaching out and trying to help and love you sit back and laugh with your cozy group of friends; your good christian friends; those who you seek me your God with; and you laugh at what you're glad you're not stupid enough not to get messed up in."
What if? What do I know?  Nothing really.  I think too much, I create God in my own image.  I fail.  But regardless of my faults I still see love is the movement we are called to.

Preach the gospel at all times; when necessary use words.

Love is the movement.


I'm just a struggling woman.  I make no claims to anything else; except that I will try to love; to love and not grow bitter in giving all that I have of myself.  And I have failed and likely will continue to fail; but I pray that I never give up trying.

Love is not self-seeking