| | As I had lunch an hour ago with Jonas and Marrty, another teammate's wallet was stolen, interrupting our lunch and her life. It's such a frustrating experience, and I found myself mentally revising all my normal habits and trying to see where I am vulnerable. Now, sitting in my apartment, which has been burgled at least twice in the last few years, I find myself doing the same thing. "How can I avoid becoming a victim?"
Maybe there's no avoiding it. Maybe we're supposed to be able to live freely without worrying about people attacking us and stealing from us. Where are things safe? (rhetorical question) The answer is that things are not safe. The answer is that this is not the way the world was supposed to be. "The kingdom of God has come upon you," but we were still told to pray, "may your kingdom come."
"Store up your treasure in heaven, where thieves don't come in and steal, and where moths and rust don't destroy--because wherever your treasure is, that's where your heart will be." Where's my treasure now? There's my heart.
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| | Posted 7/30/2007 4:53 PM - 82 Views - 0 eProps - 0 comments
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