Cyclical

If there's anything really frustrating, it's the fact that only every other week is a good one!

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Ok, so that's an overstatement. I guess it just feels sometimes that I'm a good Barnabas every other week. I'd rather feel like I was a "good Barnabas" every day, but maybe I ought to be taking comfort in the fact that next week (or later this week) I'll be feeling better about how I'm doing! Haha.

I suppose the prompt of this discouragement is the fact that I probably only crossed off two things off the "Barnabas" side of my list (the other things, apparently, aren't "urgent" enough) but the good thing is that I only have about two things left on my "to do for ME" side, one of which was to get enough sleep (I slept 12 hours last night!) and to go see "Seven Passages" on Friday night (which was absolutely stunning, so amazing!)

I should say something about "7 Passages: The stories of Gay Christians." It's pretty bold what Emily and her co-actors did, putting themselves out there by giving the testimonies for others in West Michigan. They were stories of deep pain, octracization and loneliness, and yet stories of hope. The beauty It's sad to me that "Gay Christians" feels like an oxymoron to too many people. Seeing the play gave me clarity and encouraged me to read more about this topic. After all: "There is neither Jew nor Greek, slave nor free, male nor female, for you are all one in Christ Jesus."-Galatians 3:28.

At any rate, the play gave me freedom to love people no matter what their sexual orientation. There were a lot of stories of other people's reactions to their "coming out," and by far the most God-like, Father-ly like reactions were those who gave their friends/children a space to talk, a place to be accepted, and encouragement no matter what happened. I want to be the person who does that. I want to hear their stories and honor their testimonies.


"You love God only as much as the person you love the least." --unknown


Betsy