Exhilarating thoughts of hope have invaded. I dig it.
In us, we are dead before we do anything. In Christ, we are prevailing.
Death isn’t always bad If dead but alive in Christ, then dead is the greatest good
If dead and dead in ourselves not abiding in Christ, then dead leads to the greatest evil
To put it in Yoda terms…Double edged blade, this death thing is.
So we’ve slacked on our bloggage, but we’re back now.
Our very first Baby Rudibaugh is due in November…like less than 3 months. We’re stoked and we aren’t doing this thing conventionally nope, we’re rockin it kinda like Jesus came…au naturale! We’ve been reading and learning crazy interesting stuff about the whole birthing process, including some of the madness that happens under the banner of modern medicine.
Ok, so compared to the past intro to us blogs, this blog is a bit less preachy, which suits me better. I guess you tend to adapt things because you suppose there are people listening. I have quit supposing and here we are.
So being here and having quit adapting. I want to offer a thought.
Why do we often feel awkward when we are in conversation with someone that we disagree with. Why is it so hard for us to love them and disagree with them in love…I think it may be pride….we want to feel good about winning the debate or changing them in some small way. It makes us feel holier…which isn’t really a very holy thing.
I wanna love like Jesus loved. He really did it right and He didn’t really get into heated debates over things, He just loved people and sometimes that led Him to preach, sometimes to sit down and eat and drink with people. I wonder if He ever saw somebody’s table that needed work and just took some time and fixed it for them…out of Love.
If anyone reads this,
regardless of your beliefs,
please Love.
Love selflessly with no agenda.
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