If we’re not fostering the spiritual growth and ministry effectiveness of people with disabilities, we are actually disabling the body of Christ.
The beauty we see in this floor as it comes together is distinct from any beauty that might be found in the boards out of which it’s composed. But every single board makes this thing beautiful.
We call ourselves the “body of Christ.” But he used his body to touch lepers who should have made him unclean, be touched by prostituted women, knowing the scandal it provoked…
While friendships and burdens remain, dreams do sometimes die. Yet they’re sometimes reborn. Entire chapters of life seem to end in a sudden aposiopesis… only to be reconfigured in a new place with new characters.
What are you worried that people might see if you don’t cover up well? And why?
Time is not an empty block waiting for us to fill it. Each moment, when seen as God sees it, is filled with meaning, new possibilities, hope for the future.
The fabric of transformation is woven from threads of human relationships… which require, as much as anything, time.
It’s easy to treat time as just another commodity… we’re well trained to do it. We’re always seem to be fighting for it and with it. Time rules us and dictates the nature and shape of our lives and our relationships.