Honestly, a good many of them I really worked to try to force something good to come out. I worked hard. I mean, I have 47 'articles' posted and I have probably deleted just as many attempts at articles. But the life of Christ cannot be forced out of a mold. It can't be extruded, pressed, or formed into a shape that you think it should take. It can only flow.
It saturates your whole being, not necessarily in a way you feel, but you really are entirely permeated with the spirit of the life-giving force of the universe. You are filled beyond any capacity to contain it, you have no choice but to overflow and the life starts a trickle and quickly grows to a rushing torrent....and all without you lifting a finger. And wherever the life flows it gives sprout to fruit; just to let you know who it is that has chosen to dwell with you, within you!
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I finally got here and read your blog. I absolutely love it and haven't found a thing to disagree with yet. :) I would argue with you about the Christianity thing, but, it would only turn out to be about semantics and connotations and we would go round and round as usual until we realized we basically believe the same thing.
Posted by: Mom at August 23, 2003 03:01 AM
Hi, Mom!
Everybody, my mom. Mom, everybody.
I'm really glad you like it. Kind of feels like when I brought Pooch home that time. "Can I keep him?" :) I dunno why it reminds me of that time, it just does.
Posted by: HarryTick at August 23, 2003 03:59 AM
Hi, Mom!
Posted by: the Shovel at August 23, 2003 07:54 AM
This is really encouraging to me. Just broke through somethin', I don't know what. No more trying here...Thanks so much, Harry!
Posted by: mary at August 23, 2003 04:17 PM
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