(Found this great photo here)
I don't consider myself a Christian -- I lean toward Buddhism, but am far from a Buddhist -- but I agree with the title of this sermon: Love is a Choice.
The sermon cites this passage from Kenneth W. Morgan's book "Reaching for the Moon":
“... a bitter altercation broke out between the two men. After an angry exchange of shouted insults, as the bicyclist moved toward the porter with a clenched fist, a tattered little man slipped from the crowd, took the raised fist in his hand, and kissed it. A murmur of approval ran through the watchers, the antagonists relaxed, then people began picking up oranges and the little man drifted away. I have remembered that as a caring act, an act of devotion by a man who might have been a Syrian Muslim, a Syrian Jew, or a Syrian Christian. ...”
The older I get, the more it seems that life is a fist and the punches keep coming. Here's how the sermon ends: "... kiss the fist and change the world."
2 comments:
What I hate about Christians is simply how incredibly boring they are. It is my strong opinion that believing in Jesus means talking to an imaginary friend about fixing your life. I do it with rocks &, pretty much get the same results.
Ever talk to A Christian about new scientific discoveries? No. Science to most Christians is like voodoo ironically.
Is this the same Bennet who had the head coming out of his stomach? That was genius
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