No fluff, and something to think about....

So I was cleaning my room again (yes, it is exam time. How can you tell? :P) and found some notes from a sermon I heard in March. It was on love: on God's love for us, and on loving other people.

The pastor said that people often say they aren't good at loving others because they had a horrible childhood, grew up in a dysfunctional family, have never been shown love, have never learned how to love. As he was saying these things, I was thinking in my head, "yes, those are really good reasons". And I was thinking how I have related to some of that. Then He said those are excuses. He said if you do not love other people, you do not know God.

Uf.

That is a powerful statement.

I hate secrets. They weigh so much.

Funniness

“Blimp”. Isn’t that just about the funniest word you’ve ever heard?!? “Blimp”. Haha, you should say it out loud. Do it :) Right now. It will make you laugh (and who ever can hear you saying “blimp” to yourself will probably laugh too). “Blimp”. Haha. Oh dear. I think it’s past my bedtime.

Are we happy plastic people?

Is there anyone that fails?
Is there anyone that falls?
Am I the only one in church today
feelin’ so small?
'Cause when I take a look around

everybody seems so strong.
I know they’ll soon discover

that I don’t belong.
*
So I tuck it all away,
like everything’s okay.
If I make them all believe it,
maybe I’ll believe it too.
So with a painted grin,
I play the part again
So everyone will see me
the way that I see them.
*

(chorus)
Are we happy plastic people
Under shiny plastic steeples?
With walls around our weakness
And smiles to hide our pain?
But if the invitation’s open
To every heart that has been broken,
Maybe then we close the curtain
On our stained glass masquerade.
*
Is there anyone who’s been there?
Are there any hands to raise?
Am I the only one who’s traded in
the altar for a stage?
The performance is convincing
And we know every line by heart.
Only when no one is watching
Can we really fall apart.
*
But would it set me free,
If I dared to let you see
The truth behind the person
That you imagine me to be?
Would your arms be open?
Or would you walk away?
Would the love of Jesus
Be enough to make you stay?

*

(chorus)

- "Stained Glass Masquerade" by Casting Crowns