Did Jesus have a Facebook Page?

Christianity 0ut of the Box


Leave a comment

Starting Over and Over and Over


Hello,

Thank you for the submission of your story to the Your Life… The Reader’s Digest Version contest on Facebook, a once-in-a-lifetime chance to be published in Reader’s Digest and win a major cash prize.

Your story has caught our eye!  Our publicity team will be letting your local media know that your story is being considered for publication in an upcoming issue of Reader’s Digest magazine and is trending as one of the most popular submissions at Facebook.com/ReadersDigest.  Press coverage could bring more attention to your story.

Since your story is posted in an open forum, media representatives may find and contact you directly.  In the event this happens, please call us.  Our PR team can answer any questions or make any arrangements:

Please know that we have not shared your contact information, beyond your Facebook display profile story.  We appreciate your submission and hope you get much attention.  Don’t forget to encourage your friends to vote for your story; more votes increase your chance of winning!

Sincerely,

Your Friends at Reader’s Digest

AND THIS IS MY STORY….

Starting Over and Over and Over

I had curly, red hair. My favorite things were baseball caps, toy guns, Barbie and Ken and those ugly trolls. Swimming was my obsession. Tennis was my first love. College gave me a Degree, four great years and long lasting friends. Property Management became my career. Matrimony was not what I expected. Giving birth was a miracle. Divorce was wretched. Single parenting was the best classroom I have ever attended.  Affliction became my enemy. Re-marriage was not my plan. At 48, I re-married. Moving was not our plan. We moved to another state.  I re-entered school to become licensed in Property Management again. I started a home business. I joined facebook against my daughter’s wishes. Finally began a lifelong dream as a Free Lance writer. Who am I? The child God picked to survive and master the art of starting over.


Leave a comment

The Unsuspecting Assault


When did God leave our educational system? Why did he leave? Is he coming back? These are questions that many Americans are finally asking. This is based on information I have been reading on forums and social networks like Facebook concerning the major assault of adverse theology in our Christian Colleges. Living in an area for 17 years and connected deeply with a very small Christian college I was unaware that quietly and slowly it was being stripped of its heritage, values, morals and most of all the Christian foundation it was created upon so many decades ago.

The atmosphere changed over the time period I lived there. The college was in the middle of a battle it was not prepared to fight. This endeavor emerged from those who had the desire to change the foundation of God’s church to meet the current ambitions of an American society that is caught up in a travesty of selfishness, greed and political correctness.

The fallout of the mess hit my family directly. My husband along with many who worked there were in various ways shown the door.  Basically, many good Christian families’ lives were torn apart by an invisible enemy that slyly crept through each facet of the campus like a snake. We and those others in the same boat had to pick up the pieces, and start over somewhere else leaving family, friends and many years of hard work behind. It was devastating.

At the time, I was not aware of the devious plan of the enemy. He would take one school and pick it apart and then move onto another.

Now, the fight has catapulted to a war in the backyard of my own Alma Mater. It was heartbreaking enough to be among one of the many who watched the decline of one of God’s great institutions. I cannot wrap my brain around the surge of in-fighting, bickering and name calling that has become the speech on facebook and other websites about the college I graduated from along with many of my family members dating back to my grandfather.

It makes me sad. We have allowed our greed, personal causes and selfish desires to run God out of our public schools, neighborhoods, government and now our Christian Colleges. It is one thing to be called a liar, yelled at through cyber space or questioned by many who decided they knew more than I did and I lived in it! I witnessed this demolition in one college; I don’t want it happening again especially where I received my degree.

In my effort to reach those that I hold dear through forums it became technological warfare. I was trying to warn them. This occurred in about a 24 -36 hour turn around that I was extended hate, verbal abuse and even informed by a certain past alumni who claimed to be “gay” he would not give another dime of his money to that institution until their liberal agenda was accepted. His sly attack on me started with a message that questioned the validity of what I had written. I have never met this man or heard of him, but he let me know in no uncertain terms that he disagreed with me almost as a threat.

As far as his withholding his contributions I am sure that God can get money anytime from anywhere and that his would not be missed.

Writing my entries on the forum I told them “the names may have changed, but the game is still the same.”It has just found a new home to do business. Apparently very few agreed with me and the ones who did not as I wrote lashed out at me with a vengeance. I had to make sure I was not on a secular website that hated Christians. No! I was on a forum of my own alumni from a Christian college! I became acutely aware that they didn’t believe me or that I had already been a pawn in this clever scheme of the devil.  We had “already been there and done that.”

This so bothered me that I lost sleep over it. I never dreamed that anything like this would happen to the cherished college of my family and so many friends that I thought were friends. The divisions are so thick you “can cut them with a knife.”

Within a 48 hour period of making the effort to warn this family of friends, the Lord showed me these words of his,

Titus 3: 9-11 “But avoid foolish controversies and genealogies and arguments and quarrels about the law, because these are unprofitable and useless. Warn a divisive person once and then warn him a second time. After that, have nothing to do with him. You may be sure that such a man is warped and sinful; he is self-condemned.”

The storm that is now on the other side of the horizon had worn me out physically and mentally but I knew what God wanted me to do. It is like watching your adult child make mistakes that you know will eventually catch up to them.  They refuse to listen because they believe they know everything and don’t need advice. God was telling me to leave this group to their fate. I had warned them.

Leaving the love I have for this great institution to follow Jesus I wrote my last entry. I warned them once more of the fate of our Alma mater if they didn’t stop the fighting. If a non-Christian had stumbled onto this particular forum they would have decided they never wanted to be a Christian if this is the way we act. No wonder our country is in the mess it is in. The Christians are setting an example that we are no different than anyone else. You cannot give what you don’t have, and if Christians do not exhibit the love of Jesus in their hearts even with each other, we have all lost. There was no love in the comments written that I could see; it felt like an all out attack on the Cross of Jesus.

In the end of my entry I wrote that the words spewing out on the pages of this forum were not making God happy. That was when God revealed to me the scripture from 1Corinthians 14:33, “For God is not a God of disorder, but of peace.” There was nothing peaceful about what I was reading or the actions being taken among those involved with the actual decisions of the future of this Christian college.

This unsuspecting assault would never have happened if Christians would follow the truth of God’s word; not twisting his word to meet our own agendas. Following God’s word as he wants us to understand it would show us how to live our lives so that we will know how to keep his institutions in line with what he desires.

So let me ask you again. When did God leave our educational system?  He left when God’s church stopped standing up for the truth. Why did he leave? He moved out of the way because he is a gentleman and will not force us to love him or to do his will.

Is he coming back? I hope so. But we need to ask him and really intend on doing things his way.

Article published on believersbay.com and theaquilareport.com


Leave a comment

Out on a Limb


When my daughter was young, we adopted a stray cat and named her “Whiskers.”  Her white coat of fur was laced with shades of brown.   The stray in her loved the outdoors but she enjoyed the comforts of home during the winter.

Whiskers was an experienced cat in the usual hunt but after having a few litters of kittens her speed and stamina were not that of a young feline.  If there is one lesson I have learned about cats is they are resilient and long suffering.  Our Whiskers was no different even being an older cat.

It was June 1994. We lived in the mountains of WNC in a basement apartment.  It was a very secluded area with much wildlife and foliage.  My daughter was visiting relatives.

The empty lot beside our house had pine trees that seemed to reach to Heaven.   Before I left for work I called Whiskers.  There was no sign of her.

Making my way to the empty lot next door I heard a faint cry.  Looking up, Whiskers was sitting in a tree that must have been between 50-75 feet tall.  She wailed as I called her name.

Overcome with fear as to what to do I called the fire department.  Laws prohibit them from rescuing animals.  They did tell me she probably climbed the tree to escape being caught by a wild animal.  The next 2 days I spent countless hours calling out her name only to hear her wailing become weaker and weaker.

My young daughter would be home soon.  I had to get that cat out of that tree alive!

God answers our prayers.  Maybe not as fast or the way we would like, but he is faithful.

As I stood calling her on the 3rd day a friend of mine drove by and asked what I was doing.  He got out of his truck and looked up to see my “Whiskers” in this very tall tree.

Almost in tears I told him what had happened. He looked at me and said, “Cathy, I am a tree climber.  ”I said “What?”  “You climb trees?” “Tall Trees?”

He said, “Yes, quite often. I can get your cat down in no time.”

Before I could fall on my knees thanking God he headed for his truck to get his equipment.  I called my office and told them I would be late.  God had sent someone to save my cat.

As I prayed for his safety, I watched him climb up this tree with boots, ropes and a pillowcase in hand.

He made it up to the limb “Whiskers” was perched on.  The closer he got to her, the more she moved away from him.  It was like watching a movie with a true life cliffhanger.  This rescue had drawn a crowd.

Finally, “Whiskers” realized she could not go any further out on the limb, so she started back towards him and he grabbed her.  Crying as he placed her in the pillowcase, he began to climb back down.

Once he was a few feet from me, he dropped her gently into my arms.  As I opened the pillowcase and took her out, I hugged her like she was my child.  It was apparent she was grateful to be safe again. After a check up, some much needed rest and food, she was back to normal.

The local newspaper got wind of this “great cat rescue” and she and my friend made the headlines.  My friend became an instant hero.

Whiskers lived a great life with us and brought us much joy.  I can’t wait to see her again in Heaven!

One moral to this story is you never know what people can do even if you think you know them.  There are hidden talents in all of us.

The other moral to this story is that God cares about our pets.  I had never met a tree climber before.  It was no coincidence this friend of mine who just happened to be a tree climber shows up exactly when I needed one.  Go figure.


Leave a comment

The World’s Worst Bridesmaid


Our daughter is at the age when her friends are getting married. She has already been in one wedding; the wedding that changed her mind about being in other weddings. The expensive gowns, tuxedos and wedding cake couldn’t keep the couple together.

The “pomp and ceremony” that goes along with most elaborate weddings is not something she finds worthwhile. She would prefer the bride-to-be to choose to get married in jeans on the sand at the beach or better yet to elope. That would relieve her of filling the position of becoming a bridesmaid. However I am sure her friends who plan to marry in the future will not feel the need to get her permission to plan their wedding the way they choose. After all, are weddings about the bridesmaids or the bride?

When you agree to be in someone’s wedding it should be considered an honor. Our daughter views it as a “rite of passage” to a world of the unknown. In our society of fallen marriages she has a point.

However, there are those couples that you know are in it for the long haul. Recently she was in a friend’s wedding that she grew up with.  The friend knows our daughter so well she understood her lost allegiance to the courtship of matrimony. In fact she was so happy she showed up to be in the wedding at all! Truly, it showed by the fact that my daughter absolutely did not want to do this how much she cares for her friend. Others who ask her are simply out of a bridesmaid.

Prior to the wedding her absence was noted at the parties she did not attend. Writing invitations with the bride-to-be was not a part of her schedule. Giving her time to help with the pre-wedding festivities was not on her to-do list.

Procrastination is her preference in many areas including getting her dress and buying her shoes days before the wedding. The dress was too tight in certain areas. Finding shoes to fit was difficult because of her shoe size. Of course the cost of the frock and footwear gave room for complaint not to mention the gas prices getting to and from the wedding activities.

The hairdresser styled her hair so she looked like “Goldilocks.” The groomsmen were more fun to hang out with than the sentimental bridesmaids who “ooooohed and ahhhhhdddd” over every intricate detail of this long awaited ceremony.

Worst of all, the bride to be bought herself a gift telling our daughter it was from her because she did not trust her to get what she wanted. The extremely hot June sun added to her apathy as she walked down the aisle pouring in sweat.

All in all, it was the love for her friend and the agreement she made a year before that brought her to this degree of loyalty. Repeating the performance for others may take an act of Congress to get her to do it again.

There is something to be said for the willingness to agree to the requirements involved in accepting the honor of being a bridesmaid in this day and time and society. Don’t get me wrong I am not in any way belittling the sacredness of matrimony or the ornate formality of the wedding itself. What is the desire of one may be the disinclination of another. It does not mean that either is wrong, just different.

This is how God made us. The differences can be good if we use them to benefit each other especially when it requires sacrifice. In this case the bride knew exactly what she wanted from beginning to end and set it all into motion. On the other hand is our daughter who looks at life with a free spirit of creativity and yet their friendship has lasted for years.

Many of you may be wondering how a mother can write about her daughter this way. Actually it was her idea. Much of what I have written represents thoughts she had about herself. She wanted me to print it.

Laughingly she realized her shortcomings for the prerequisite of a bridesmaid. I admire her for admitting the truth about herself. Some are called to be a bridesmaid and some are not. In her case she would rather someone else does it.

Then there is the bride who is her childhood friend. She has the patience of Job and took it all in stride. She made it clear to me that our daughter was a great bridesmaid and loved having her in her wedding. Others that were supposed to be helping the bride forgot to pack some of her most needed possessions! Most of all she has the great character quality of accepting people as they are. For our daughter that is a blessing and she knows it.

In conclusion, I would like to say how much I praise these two young women. Down through the years they have allowed their differences to support each other. I have observed quietly as they have grown up, their efforts no matter where they are geographically to be there for each other in time of need. The lighthearted camaraderie between them is contagious. Their friendship is so secure they pick up right where they left off each time they communicate. Time has no boundaries.

If we will allow God to pick our friends he will give us the best.

I have no doubt their friendship was made in Heaven.


Leave a comment

God’s Beautiful Creatures


Growing up one of my favorite fun things to do was swim. I looked forward to summer all year just so I could go swim in the local pool.

My mother would drop me off in the morning as soon as it opened and pick me up late in the afternoon. She loaded my wallet with coins to buy drinks and snacks because swimming always made me hungry. This went on until I started working and then I would go swim at night when possible.  I loved swimming and still do.

A prayer I had all those years was that one day God would allow me to live in a house where we had our own pool in the backyard. In 2007 after my husband lost his job we had to move to SC where the temperatures are quite hot. Not only did God provide him with a great job, he answered my prayer by finding us a house that had a beautiful in-ground pool in the backyard.

I remember when I walked in the house and saw the pool in the backyard I knew it was the house we were suppose to buy. It was not my husband’s first choice but God had other things in mind besides answering my prayer. We live 45 seconds from our church. The church has used our house for Bible studies, and to house interns or guests. The neighborhood has wonderful military people who move a lot which has proven to be a great addition to my Property Management business.

“Who said God isn’t creative and full of surprises!”  I love how he unfolds our lives around a simple prayer or shows his faithfulness after many years of waiting. God is awesome.

The owners who built the pool before us landscaped the yard with a white fence and beautiful palm trees. In my narrow mind I never thought much about these trees except that they are beautiful and add so much to the pool area. It is like a trip to the beach out the back door!

By now you are probably wondering how my title fits in with swimming and our pool.

Setting the stage was important to the point of this article.

We had an unusually hot summer so swimming was a daily occurrence here. Around the end of July we noticed a Dove nest in one of the palm trees. The nest was carved out of the old bark just under the green palm leafs. It was a perfect place for a bird nest. Some of the bark was flat with other pieces giving somewhat of a protective covering on the side opposite of the trunk. It was also high enough that our cat could not get to it!

Once the nest was complete the mama dove began sitting on it. Every day we would check to see if she was still there. Sure enough, it appeared she never moved.

One day we were swimming and I said to my husband,

“I wonder how long she is going to sit there. Does she ever leave the nest? Is the daddy dove anywhere around to help her? How does she get water and food?

Of course my intelligent other half did not know so I consulted google. The doves we had in our tree are mourning doves.  Day before the nesting began we would hear the sound they make referred to as a “sad coo.” The doves coo to announce their territory and that nesting is about to begin. Evidently they always lay 2 eggs which are incubated for 14-15 days. Once the doves are born, they leave the nest in 12-14 days.

I was thrilled to find out in my research the mama dove is not doing all the nesting! Male and female doves look alike and take shifts. The male dove takes the day shift and the female takes the night shift. Sounds like a movie doesn’t it? It is good to know that some males help around the house! (Sorry guys just had to get that off my chest!)Anyway, what appears to be the same dove is not. If you don’t see the changing of the guards you miss it.

The research also showed the adult doves feed the nestling through a crop inside their mouths which provides them with something called “pigeon milk.” It isn’t really milk but is nourishment.

I also discovered that once a nest is built, doves have been known to use that nest over and over again. In our case I hope that happens. If the nest is easy for prey they will leave.  If the adult doves feel safe, they will remain and return.

One late afternoon recently, we were swimming and were blessed to see the two “squabs” or baby doves had come to life and were perched on the end of some of the bark.  They were ready to take flight into an unknown world. At least that is what I thought until I noticed on the roofs of two houses next to us were both parents watching and observing us watching their babies.

I witnessed the first one fly away.  Soon after that, I watched one of the adult doves swoop down around the palm tree and the 2nd squab follow to another tree.

I must admit I was a bit sad to see them leave. In their time with us in the palm tree we would often get close to get a clearer view of them. The adult doves were well aware of our presence but remained for the required duration for nesting their little ones to life and health.

The Bible clearly indicates the correlation between Jesus and doves. John 1:32 says,

“Then John gave this testimony; I saw the Spirit come down from heaven as a dove and remain on him.”

I am not a prophet but have studied prophecy and believe that God has given me insight into his plans at different times in my life. My family can attest to this. God has given me warnings; notice of future life changes; signs and even visions.

Many of you may think I am crazy but I see these beautiful doves that landed in our backyard as a sign from God. When they first appeared, I didn’t think that much about it. As time passed and they remained I began feeling God’s presence around them. This peace that surrounded these small birds reflected calmness in the atmosphere. An atmosphere that only God can create that will change the direction our world is presently suffering through. It was as if God was shedding a tangible light from the spirit world to this one.

I truly believe in my heart of hearts God is getting ready to move and in a big way. He is well aware of the lawlessness, pandemonium, and anarchy that has ravaged his planet. He is a God of order and quiet and will not let this stand.

As far as I am concerned, these doves were like “hope” landing in our tree. Isn’t that what Jesus came for? Isn’t hope what we need right now? And if you are a skeptic, wait and see what God does. Maybe he will send you a dove.


Leave a comment

A Military Injustice


This past week I received a phone call from a friend who is a military wife. They were our neighbors across the street for 3 years until they were given orders to move to Hawaii last summer. Major Scott Stewart has been active for almost 30 years. During the 3 years they lived across from us he was deployed ½ of that time. One of those deployments was for a year in Iraq.

Leaving behind a wife and young son, we took it upon ourselves to become their family. Living a few miles from Shaw AFB we have learned about the difficulties and sacrifice these honorable Americans live through on a daily basis. This includes their families who are often left behind for weeks, months or even a year at a time waiting on their loved ones to return.

This phone call was one of desperation.  Recently Major Stewart was given a pink slip.  He and his family along with 156 other Majors across this country have been told to leave their posts effective November 30 of this year.

You can imagine my outrage as his wife Deann told me they would have to move again, and lose all their benefits. There was no thank you for all your hard work and sacrifice; no medal for years of service. They were given notice with no financial support once they are out of the military.

SOMETHING IS WRONG WITH THE SYSTEM! The Defense cuts have prompted this avenue of injustice and failure. I am all for cutting spending, cutting taxes and having a smaller government. This includes the “good riddance” of fraud in programs such as welfare, food stamps and other such entities that are forcing the loss of hard working men and women such as these to lose their jobs. The amount of funds incurred from these outdated programs that fund those who wish to take advantage of the system and taxpaying citizens would most likely amount to millions of dollars. This money could be funneled back into the pockets of those like Major Stewart who is a hard working, dedicated taxpaying American! If you don’t believe me just ask my daughter who works in a grocery store. She can enlighten anyone on the misuse of these funds.

Where were the political preachers who daily use the media to promote the idea of creating jobs when Major Stewart was given his pink slip along with 156 others just like him? The idea of hard working taxpaying citizens is part of the answer to fueling the economy with funds to help it grow! How can that be done if people like our heroes are given the “boot?” The government has made no public declaration of this unsightly discrimination of so many lost jobs that I am aware of. In fact the podiums they stand behind have purposely hidden this abominable sentence to further their own agendas. This is simply un-American.

For those of you who read this please tell your family, friends and neighbors to contact their Congressman, Senators and the Armed Forces Committee on behalf of Major Scott Stewart. He along with the others in his position need our support, not to be forced out of the military only to go job hunting and have to start over.  This order needs to be reversed.

This article was published in the Item Newspaper on Sunday, August 14, 2011 in “The Letters to the Editor.”


Leave a comment

Lessons I Learned from the Bears


Living in WNC was a wonderful experience. My parents own a vacation home located on a secluded mountain road. It was a haven for me and my daughter and a place of refuge. The scenery is magnificent; the mountains look different every day. The seasons show off their epic colors from snow in the winter to springs full of Dogwood trees. Summer is many shades of green and autumn is a blaze of orange and red. It is quite simply one of the most beautiful places I have ever seen.

The wildlife is also prevalent.  I remember the time I heard a thump on the roof. Looking outside the huge opossum must have woken up and fell out of the tree he had been sleeping in. He waddled down the driveway.

One sunny spring day I walked outside to check the mail. The mailbox was located at the end of the cement driveway. All of a sudden a sense came over me that I was not alone.  Turning around about 50 feet from me was a Bobcat. I froze. He was the largest cat I had ever seen. We stared at each other. Silently he began to creep into the forest. I ran into the house.

Many summer mornings I would wake up to the call of a Pileated Woodpecker. You could hear him beating on the tree in the empty lot next to the house. If you were fortunate enough to actually see one you would be amazed at their size and deep black color. You could spot them by the red feather on the top of their heads.

These mountains were home to many snakes, fox, and deer. The most feared and by far the largest of the creatures were bears. One summer I walked outside to take the trash and saw something coming up the street. In broad daylight was the largest bear I have ever seen. He must have weighed 500 pounds and he was walking upright. I yelled at my neighbor who was on her front porch, “Get in the house Mary! There is a bear!” She and I both vanished quickly inside. You knew it was a male because there were no cubs. The men traveled alone.

The area had daily bear sightings. A mother and her 3 cubs had climbed a very tall tree to get away from the people. Of course the people would not leave so they would climb down on their own. A year later, we think it was this same mother and her 3 cubs that had grown ended up in our next door neighbor’s back yard one night. The mother bear lounged beside a tree while the 3 cubs played. They stayed out there for almost 30 minutes. We watched in amazement from inside of our house.

There was the time I put a load of laundry in the washer. It was located in our garage. I left the garage door open so I could get to it from the sunroom where I went to relax. It was a warm sunny day so the windows were open. Suddenly I heard a grunting sound and rustling in the trees and leaves across the street. The next thing I saw was a cub, about a year old weighing about 100 pounds. He crossed the street and ran right into our garage! I then realized this bear could come right into the house through the screen door! I panicked! I ran just inside to get the phone and locked myself in the sunroom. Then it hit me; where is his mother?

This small town was not equipped with a Wildlife Ranger. Whenever you had a bear in the yard or in your house you called 911. As soon as I hung up the phone I noticed the bear run out of the garage and up the hill beside the house. Once I knew he was gone I ran and closed the garage door.

Bear roam this area from spring through the summer into fall. They hibernate in the winter. The daily sightings were often posted in the newspaper or you heard about it by word of mouth. I always found it exciting to see them but also knew how dangerous and destructive they can be. Living in “bear” country tends to make you more aware of your surroundings. The following are some tips I learned about bears.

  1. Don’t panic as I did.
  2. Keep your trash cans in doors or they will tear them up.
  3. DO NOT FEED THE BEARS!
  4. If you see a bear, make noise. If you can get some pots and pans then beat on them.  Bears do not like noise.
  5. Get a barking dog. Bears do not like barking dogs.
  6. Close the garage door in warm weather.
  7. Do not leave honey or other food outside. Bears will eat almost anything.
  8. If you know a bear is around, get your pets and go inside.
  9. Always be aware if you see a bear cub that mama bear is watching.
  10. Don’t shoot bears. It is against the law.
  11. Realize this is the bear’s natural habitat. They were there long before we were.

It is realistic to take these tips into consideration when you live in “bear country.”  Bears are only doing what they naturally were born to do.  They come down the mountains looking for food because construction and building have taken over their habitat. If humans are going to live in their neighborhood then we need to understand them.

Isn’t this the way we should be with our human neighbors? How do we find common ground with those who we don’t have much in common with? Understanding that we are all different gives us the capacity for respect. The key is to understand each other or at least make the effort. In my case with the bears, I realized I had invaded their privacy, their livelihood. They didn’t ask me to be there but I came anyway. From my standpoint I find it necessary to keep the peace with bears because they don’t know any different, but people do. The bears taught me to learn about their habits and desires even if it was for my own safety. The bears taught me that our lives are mingled with others because the Creator of the Universe designed us to live that way even if they are bigger than we are.  Bears taught me respect for them is necessary if I am going to live in their backyard.

1 Corinthians 9:22 says, “Yes, I try to find common ground with everyone so that I might bring them to Christ.” This makes perfect sense. As Christians we need to find something good in everyone. Reaching out to others in love when we have been rejected, persecuted or hurt is powerful. It can make a bad situation good. When we do this not only will the other person see Jesus, we will be refreshed. Proverbs 11:25.

Is there someone God wants you to find common ground with?