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It Happened
All of it happened. And it was all bad. Some of it threatened me, threatened God’s call for me, or threatened my marriage, and the virus took the most innocent of us. It happened. And your trauma happened, too.
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“Can we try love?” Coloring Sheets
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This post is mostly useless, but I needed a place to put a PDF file so I could link to it on social media, so yeah, here are some coloring sheets I made over the last couple of days: Feel free to share and download or ignore or whatever. I did give them the Creative…
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Be Kind To Yourself
Be kind to yourself. Stop judging yourself, stop trying to make yourself fit into the morality of anyone else — myself and the Church included — stop “shoulding” all over yourself. The world is better — fuller, richer, more beautiful — with you in it…
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The Problem with Our Contempt
When our hearts get sick with hatred, we start dehumanizing the other and no longer see suffering but just justice served. Once you celebrate the suffering of one, then there is no bar to cross of how evil or bad someone needs to be to celebrate their suffering, and eventually you cheer when ordinary people…
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Create and Be Loud
Counter-cultural art is active resistance — especially when just loving your neighbor is deeply counter-cultural even in the church — so be actively resistant by creating. Do not just rely on others; flood the field with as much love as the powers flood is with cruelty and hate.
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It Is Not Enough, but I love You
I love you, and I hope I love you enough to break open your heart a little to see the pain and struggle in another — and to condemn every action that would cause that pain. I love you, and my heart breaks for you.
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I (Finally) Found What to Say
If you have contempt for another, if you celebrate the suffering of another, if you condemn another, you do not love. Period. Love is universal and available to all, not just those you think need or deserve it more.
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Believe It for Each Other
Maybe, if we expressly believe it for each other, maybe if we can tell each other over and over that we are enough, maybe believing it for someone who cannot believe it for themselves can be enough, at least for the moment.
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The (Chilling) Flag Outside the Window
And so I stare at that flag, let the chill go down my spine, and preach against it while it definitely flies out the window.
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God, Save Us…Hosanna…Save Us…Please…
Where can we find hope? I really do not know. Some days I feel like a fraud in the pulpit because I really do wonder how to have hope when exploitation, violence, and hatred grow like an unstoppable force — and we are not an immovable object.
Writings of Rev. Robert Glen Brown (Robby)
A space for compassion and love.
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