tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40822700101232393682012-02-16T01:43:07.369-08:00Revelation Of LoveTrishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08419299508918298828noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4082270010123239368.post-27371298989602238092012-01-25T10:40:00.000-08:002012-01-25T13:58:40.378-08:00Good-byeIn Hebrew hello and good-bye mean the same thing......... SHALOM. But some how that feels all wrong. <br /><br />While visiting my father in law in North Carolina my husband and kids went to a church. Toward the end of the service they had a young man come up for prayer. He would soon be saying good-bye to his new bride........He was military......<br /><br />On that same stage was another military man. He had just came home. His new baby girl was being dedicated to God. He said good-by to his unit.....<br /><br />I began to consider all the good-bye's that we go through in our lives.....<br /><br />See you later I love you....Good-bye's. The easiest good-bye's are the planned ones. Yes, they warm our hearts and propel us forward in life too connection..<br /><br /><br />Then there are the good-bye's that are never said......but we hear loud and clear.....<br /><br />Moments in life when good-bye is the best thing too do but the hardest to achieve....ask an addict....<br /><br />Let's not forget the good-bye's that burn like a hot iron in your soul. They are unplanned and deliver a blow on impact and leave you needing air...... a death of a loved one.....a betrayal....a father's love.....a sister you can never have time with...<br /><br />I will soon say good bye to a friend...tonight we will have dinner together....just the 4 of us. <br />He will leave.....he is military.....and I am not good at good-bye's. <br /><br />Last supper. How did the disciples feel saying good-bye to Jesus? A brutal pain I am sure. They shared meals,life, good times, bad times, and LOVE. It would be a good-bye to their earthy relationship...<br /><br />JESUS<br /><br />Jesus says to them in<span style="color: red;"> John</span><span style="color: red;"> 14:18 I will not leave you as orphans; I will come to you. </span><span style="color: black;">That is what He does for us if we invite him.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: black;">In the hodgepodge of good-byes .......</span><br /><br /><span style="color: black;"><strong>Jesus is there</strong>....</span><br /><br /><span style="color: black;">Maybe there is Hello in Good-bye........Shalom</span><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hFCpYvYuacg/TyButEOR89I/AAAAAAAAAAc/WclT5xWd8ww/s1600/thumbnailCAXPD7JV.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hFCpYvYuacg/TyButEOR89I/AAAAAAAAAAc/WclT5xWd8ww/s1600/thumbnailCAXPD7JV.jpg" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><iframe frameborder="0" height="0" id="stSegmentFrame" name="stSegmentFrame" scrolling="no" src="http://seg.sharethis.com/getSegment.php?purl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.blogger.com%2Fpost-edit.g%3FblogID%3D4082270010123239368%26postID%3D2737129898960223809&jsref=&rnd=1327517376229" style="display: none;" width="0"></iframe><br /><div class="stwrapper" id="stwrapper" style="left: -999px; top: -999px; visibility: hidden;"><div class="stclose"></div><iframe allowtransparency="true" class="stLframe" frameborder="0" height="350" id="stLframe" name="stLframe" scrolling="no" src="" style="left: 0px; top: 0px;" width="353"></iframe></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4082270010123239368-2737129898960223809?l=revelationoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08419299508918298828noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4082270010123239368.post-20893327202357085952012-01-13T23:08:00.000-08:002012-01-15T21:01:00.935-08:00The Donut ManFunny.....How I can sit in church and listen to my pastor talk about how loving others is important. And how this is the second greatest commandment Jesus gives us.........<br /><br />Easy too......when the person you love is loving you back......When they hear you, see you, validate you....<br /><br />But what if.....<br /><br />One of my favorite places to visit everyday is Dunkin Donuts. I usually go in the mornings after I drop my kids off at school. I listen to K-Love on the radio. Nothing beats K-Love and a cup of hot coffee.....<br /><br />Right... <br /><br />That is unless you go at night. Which I did. And the donut man was there. I have seen him and heard him. I have seen his eyes roll and heard his sighs of irritability as I place my order........<br /><br />Well, this night his sighs threw me and HURT me....so I SIGHED LOUDER and said in my Indignant voice......NEVER MIND and I drove away.....<br /><br />And then everything was cold. My heart cold........<br /><br />Yes it is easy to love when we are being loved back. But I was not loving. Real Love is not trying to <span style="color: red;">press</span> someone to response to you the way YOU need them to. Loving is beautifully hard sometimes and a gently reminder of how Jesus loves us. His love flows freely......lavished on us.......endless......its captivating and we don't deserve it. Jesus was<span style="color: red;"> pressed..</span><span style="color: black;">to the cross.... with nails for ME because he loves me......</span><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EGqzn3uMyv0/TxNjIgnPK_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/vO16pObnCu4/s1600/coffee-n-donuts.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EGqzn3uMyv0/TxNjIgnPK_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/vO16pObnCu4/s1600/coffee-n-donuts.gif" /></a></div>Yes, the Donut Man and Me have a lot in common. We are both broken....but brokenness does not escape GOD'S LOVE<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4082270010123239368-2089332720235708595?l=revelationoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08419299508918298828noreply@blogger.com0