in the way of replies.........
Margaret, the movie that we watched in your flat is called Kandahar, directed by Mohsen Makhmalbaf. It is the true story of young female journalist Nelofer Pazira (plays herself in the movie) and is filmed on the border of Iran and Afghanistan, telling the story of her disguised journey into the Taliban-controlled city of Kandahar in order to save her sisterfrom imminent suicide.
I meant to lend it to a boys' flat while we were in Egpyt, and I regret not doing so. It is very thought provoking, and I recommend it to any who didn't see it while we were there.
Andrew K, I spoke at my church on a Wednesday night, not a Sunday. We have a potluck dinner and teaching every Wednesday, so that was the format I spoke at.
Evan, how did speaking this Sunday go?
Steve, I'm sorry you can't come to my BBQ, I knew it was a long shot, but I wanted to send you an invite in case you had that as one of your free nights. (I couldn't leave you out of the summer New England-Gordon gang.)
In any case, keep on keeping the faith at Brookwoods. Obviously those wealthy kids can be just as impovershed in spirit, as broken, and lacking affection in their lives as any human being, and you are certainly there to minister where tenderness and earnestness are needed.
I know that pain and injustice of the world weigh on your mind and on your heart Steve, and of you others reading this. I too, feel twisted and dry when I forget the world, or worse, when I remember and close my eyes. How long do I dream about how the world is verus the way it should be? I have so many answers for that, and exponentially more questions. All I know is......well, actually, I want to avoid the triteness of a single "bottom line." The subjects raised here are wrought with complexity. You're right, let us begin with prayers for wisdom....... in our words, in our actions, in our decisions, and for love........ underlying all we do. If you touch people in the name of love, then you aren't forgetting the world.
(gosh darn it, I went and composed a trite bottom line. that wasn't very wise.)
love to all of you,
Chels
I meant to lend it to a boys' flat while we were in Egpyt, and I regret not doing so. It is very thought provoking, and I recommend it to any who didn't see it while we were there.
Andrew K, I spoke at my church on a Wednesday night, not a Sunday. We have a potluck dinner and teaching every Wednesday, so that was the format I spoke at.
Evan, how did speaking this Sunday go?
Steve, I'm sorry you can't come to my BBQ, I knew it was a long shot, but I wanted to send you an invite in case you had that as one of your free nights. (I couldn't leave you out of the summer New England-Gordon gang.)
In any case, keep on keeping the faith at Brookwoods. Obviously those wealthy kids can be just as impovershed in spirit, as broken, and lacking affection in their lives as any human being, and you are certainly there to minister where tenderness and earnestness are needed.
I know that pain and injustice of the world weigh on your mind and on your heart Steve, and of you others reading this. I too, feel twisted and dry when I forget the world, or worse, when I remember and close my eyes. How long do I dream about how the world is verus the way it should be? I have so many answers for that, and exponentially more questions. All I know is......well, actually, I want to avoid the triteness of a single "bottom line." The subjects raised here are wrought with complexity. You're right, let us begin with prayers for wisdom....... in our words, in our actions, in our decisions, and for love........ underlying all we do. If you touch people in the name of love, then you aren't forgetting the world.
(gosh darn it, I went and composed a trite bottom line. that wasn't very wise.)
love to all of you,
Chels
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