the mean girl….
When everything in you
screams in protest,
“They don’t deserve love!”
Love them even more.
Love always wins.
Until we embrace our mutual brokenness, our work with low-income people is likely to do more harm than good. I sometimes unintentionally reduce poor people to objects that I use to fulfill my own need to accomplish something. I am not okay, and you are not okay. But Jesus can fix us both.
Today, treat everyone you meet as if they’re going to be dead by midnight. Extend all the kindness and understanding you can, and do it with no thought of any reward.
Your neighbor may be a real, you know, donkey but you’ve gotta love him anyway. Or maybe most of all.
We are stressing true praying, which engages and sets on fire every high element of the preacher’s being — prayer which is born of vital oneness with Christ and the fullness of the Holy Spirit, which springs from the deep, overflowing fountains of tender compassion, deathless solicitude for man’s eternal good; a consuming zeal for the glory of God; a thorough conviction of the preacher’s difficult and delicate work and of the imperative need of God’s mightiest help.
A true Christian lives and labors on earth not for himself but for his neighbor. Therefore the whole spirit of his life him impels him to do even that which he needs not do, but which is profitable and necessary for his neighbor.
I always try to turn my personal struggles into something helpful for others.
It is one thing to be awakened to injustice and quite another to be willing to be inconvenienced and interrupted to do something about it.
You have not lived today until you have done something for someone who can never repay you.
The whole being of any Christian is faith and love. Faith brings the man to God, love brings him to men.