Thank you, Papa ^_^
I praise You, G!D, for you have shown me life ever-lasting, in your lovingkindness, or kindness that is lovingly given. Glory be to G!D now, for-ever and ever. Amen. Through Christ Jesus, whom I am not above.master
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What? What are you looking at?
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Can't you see tis about you?
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(Can't you see that it is about you?)
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Supposedly one of the quotes that G!D has
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brought me before,
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from a Mister Homeless Kodo. Mister
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Suzuki. (
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whom G!D has also
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shown me to have human foibles,
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especially in it: (what)
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faith in
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the one whom G!D has sent,
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and trust in a higher Mind.
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But who am I to comment?
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'For we are indeed not perfect.
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If we were perfect, we would be a perfect
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man, able to control every part
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of our body, or every organ - for example,
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anus (or
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burps or farts
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or thoughts or itches) - at will. So, not many of you,
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brethren, should become teachers,
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for we are indeed judged more
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strictly, or stringently, than
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others.' (from Scriptures).
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<p>
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So, something G!D gave me, now giving
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as freely as it was received.
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So in certain village,
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people live and glory themselves
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in their shameful nakedness. And
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they do not know it, so they are disgraced.
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(like the well-known story of
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the emperor with no clothes, but another
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story that is, for another time.)
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(and indeed I am nothing at all.)
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So, G!D has mercifully and compassionately
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brought me before a set of questions
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to hold hands, if you will, of those
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who chase money or riches of the world.
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They are as follows:
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<ul>
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<li><strike>First</strike>'C': what is the centre
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of my life? ('You must have an
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un-shake-able centre,' said the
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one whom G!D had brought me to.)</li>
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<li><strike>Second</strike> 'C':
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What is the character of my life?
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(memory is a little foggy. shomething
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about shape. Mnemonics (that is, memory
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device. To make memorisation
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easier.) S-H-A-P-E.
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<ul><li>
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'S". Support maybe?</li>
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'H'. Happiness? What makes me happy?
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Or what makes me feel good?
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Good feels that come without
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drugs that cost money?
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(A certain Mister Robbins
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talked about this in a book.
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'Making love with my wife, that
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makes me feel good,' he said. '
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Exercise on [some equipment
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something something].')
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</li>
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'A'.
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Attractive? Which part of me
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or my life do I find really
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attractive? G!D
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brought me to an exercise
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that a person required
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for homework during
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university years. 'Ask
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your friends, or people
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whom
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you've worked with,
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for your
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RBS. (what's RBS) [Something]
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Best Self. Ask them
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when they saw you at your best.
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Co-workers. People you've
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lost touch with.
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People whom you maybe
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did some research with,
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or did a project with. (and
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then separated or dis-banded
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after that.)
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In my case,
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that was homework, and it felt
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awkward to ask. But am I glad I
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did that. (in
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hind-sight). Others viewed me
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in a positive light, because
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the question was about
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my best possible self. And that was
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pleasantly surprising. It helped me
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feel esteemed in away I did not know
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I could feel esteemed. It's kinda healthy,
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not bragging pridefully, more accepting,
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if you will, what you've got in this
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brief life? (['cos] Baby you're a fire-work /
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Come on, let your colours burst /
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Let them go high, hi, high /
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(make them go: 'ah, ah, ah')
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As you shoot across the sky - aye,
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aye' (G!D brought me to a little
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one who sang something like that.)
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So that's 's', 'h', and 'a'.
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'p' and 'e' are left. Wow.
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What an exercise for memory.</li>
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<li>
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'P'. Personality maybe? Or
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your points of pain? You know,
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loneliness could be a point of pain.
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And, uh,
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If you talk about it, you don't
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have to, but if you wanna, maybe,
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just maybe, you'll find some
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solace. You could put in a diary
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maybe. Or you could really-
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it's gonna sound icky or
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off-putting, at first, at least,
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but you could try... talking to a
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counsellor. A professional one.
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I talked to a counsellor myself.
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And it helped that it was non-judgmental.
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(G!D gave me a quote in my life:
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'People are so in lack - or
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maybe not in lack, but simply
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forgotten - on the skill of
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listening. That's why
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you have people <strike>now</strike> who are
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getting paid to listen. Life
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coaches. Counsellors. Whatever
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you call them. So,
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stigma aside, you definitely
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deserve - it won't be apparent,
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at first - you have every right
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to be attended to, or listened
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to, without any judgment coming
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into what you are trying to say.
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So, those people you hang out
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with over a beer might not be
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the best at helping to talk
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about whatever you wanna talk
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about. Yeah. You do not
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realise it know, but you definitely
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deserve attention or care that does not
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feel like [eating]
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a rotten sandwich. Or,
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you deserve to be away from
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people, whoops, any-body
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or any voice in your head that
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tells you you deserve only
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to eat a rotten sandwich. But of
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course, you won't realise it now;
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but you will realise or understand
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after-ward.
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So, that's 'P'.</li>
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You know, it is written in Scriptures,
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'Sarah said, "G!D has made me
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laugh - G!D made me laugh - so
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that those who can hear will laugh
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with me."'
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So, 'E' is for 'experience[s]'.
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</li>
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So that's 'SHAPE'. S-H-A-P-E.
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So, what came to mind, was
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how those who are labelled
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with mental illnesses may not
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be experts in knowledge (or
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so-called knowledge) of so-called
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mental illnesses. As much as that
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may be so, they are experts on
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their experiences. Experts by experience,
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they are. Just like how you
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can get a Master's degree by research
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or thesis or what- uh, what-ever.)
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So, ask yourself: where are the subjective experts on
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their experiences? Are you an expert on
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your experience of life or G!D or god?
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So, what are they, those whom you call
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'patients' or 'un-well', if you
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are an expert on your experience
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of life or your limits or your
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god? Are they any less or any more
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an expert on your experience of life,
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than you are an expert on theirs? So,
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how come you are the expert
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[on their life], and not them?
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'You hypocrite. You say to your brother,
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"take the pin out of your eye. Here, let me
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help you." Take the log out of your
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own eye first, then you can see clearly
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to help your brother.' That's what Jesus said.
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It's in Scriptures. And hate me. Why?
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Because Jesus was hated, too. And I'm
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honoured to be in his company. Or the
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company of those whom G!D sends, for
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they are ridiculed by those of the world,
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since the times of the fathers of those
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who ridicule the messengers of G!D. This is in
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Scriptures. Send me everything you got,
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in your hatred or hate, because G!D is
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the best at planning. And if you wait,
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I, too, will wait. And my fear is
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fear of G!D. Not fear of
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seeming foolish or incompetent, although
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that got to me, too, while chasing
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after yardsticks, what-ever - which I realise,
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that as long as G!D loves me, I need no
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benchmark or yardstick to measure myself
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against, other than my obedience to G!D.
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And how do you measure that? So, any-way.
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'Character of my life'. Then, another 'C'.
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'Community'. Who are my people?
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A quote goes like this - for G!D has
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given me the chance to see, so freely
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giving what
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have
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received readily and freely -
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'She can breathe life into the tiniest
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mouse-deer or gazelle-child, with the
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most tender of touches, but
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she knows
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where her land is, or,
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who her people are,
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and who, or what, is not her land,
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or people.'
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Or, who do I want to spend time with? :-)
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People who play playfully and boldly point
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out baldies who think they have a lustrous
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mane, or (oh, doing those are
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not necessarily bad, you know, even though
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they do not like it). Yeah, do I wanna
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hang out with Truth, or do I wanna-
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you know, it's the blue pill, or red pill,
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question, right? The red pill hurts, your
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life will never be the same. Or, you can
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take the blue pill, and pretend all
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<i>these</i> (or <i>this</i>) never happened.
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Go, go on, no one (oh, G!D just humbled me -
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a reminder that human effort counts for
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nothing. And what Scriptures
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record - Paul's concern for
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Corinthians, or people of
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Corinth, comes to mind.) Any-way,
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it's your choice to make. And G!D,
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or Truth, (why? G!D is Truth,
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or, G!D is true and just in His ways
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and judgments; praise be to G!D)
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G!D, or Truth, is not un-easy to have
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no believers among you. Peace be with you,
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in the name of Christ Jesus. The kingdom
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of G!D is near! It is not far from you!
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<p>The inspiration this time is the
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chronicles of the jourmeys of the
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