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May God bless you with discomfort at
easy answers, half truths, and
superficial relationships
so that you may live deep within your heart.

May God bless you with anger at injustice, oppression
and exploitation of people
so that you may work for justice,
freedom and peace.

May God bless you with tears to shed
for those who suffer pain, rejection,
hunger and war so that you may reach out your hand
to comfort them
and to turn their pain into joy.

And may God bless you with
 enough foolishness
to believe
that you can make a difference in the world
so that you can do
what others claim cannot be done
to bring justice and kindness
to all our children and the poor.


A Franciscan Benediction



Family went to visit with the Victorious people Sunday.  We have not settled on a church, but Victory is definitely comfortable enough to rest at as we continue this journey. And truthfully, the message seems to keep pace with where the blog has been going lately....goals, priorities, dreams, burdens.

A blessed life isn't one in which you have everything you want.  That would be called the self centered life.  A blessed life is one which has been given purpose, a burden.

A burden is when I am bothered by something, divinely unsettled, because it bothers God's heart.

Of course, there are wrong ways to deal with this burden and one of those ways is to complain about it.  If you have enough of a burden to complain about something, you need to realize that not everyone sees the same problem.  God did not give us all the same burden.   As PC said, "If you are rowing the boat, you ain't got time to rock it."

Comments

Bev said…
That is an interesting string of ideas, quite thought provoking as I've thought upon myself as being very blessed but with a different meaning. Thanks for the insights
January 6, 2010 at 8:12 PM
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