If I teach on thing to my kids or my students it is that they are precious and they are valued. Their thoughts and their beliefs are valued. Their feelings are valued. The person they are and will be is valued. I struggle with the notion that people choose to think less of you because of your "religion," your education, or your color. The merciful God that I know will not ask me one day what church I attended or for me to state my religious beliefs to Him. I think he we will want to know if my heart was good. If I served others. If I welcomed those who needed welcomed and hugged those that needed hugged. Did I treat others with dignity and respect? Did you do without so that you could help a family in need? Did you give part of yourself to help save somebody else? Did you hurt somebodies feelings to make yourself feel better? And if I don't live up to this then shame on me. Shame on me for being that kind of person that doesn't think before I speak.( Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak, and slow to get angry) I am so fortunate to get to surround myself with people that have such good hearts and I pray for those who hearts are closed. We each have a purpose in life. Big or small. There's a bigger picture we are all grasping at and too often our prejudices get in the way of what most of us are after and it interferes with our relationship with Jesus.
One day when Heaven was filled with His praises
One day when sin was as black as could be
Jesus came forth to be born of a Virgin
Dwelt among men, my example is He
Word became flesh and the light shined among us
His glory revealed
Living He loved me, dying He saved me
And buried He carried my sins far away
Rising He justified freely forever
One day He's coming, oh, glorious day, oh, glorious day
One day they led Him up Calvary's mountain
One day they nailed Him to die on a tree
Suffering anguish, despised and rejected
Bearing our sins, my Redeemer is He
Hands that healed nations, stretched out on a tree
And took the nails for me
'Cause living He loved me, dying He saved me
And buried He carried my sins far away
Rising He justified freely forever
One day He's coming, oh, glorious day, oh, glorious day
One day the grave could conceal Him no longer
One day the stone rolled away from the door
Then He arose, over death He had conquered
Now He's ascended, my Lord evermore
Death could not hold Him
The grave could not keep Him from rising again
Living He loved me, dying He saved me
And buried He carried my sins far away
Rising He justified freely forever
One day He's coming, oh, glorious day, oh, glorious dayGlorious day
One day the trumpet will sound for His coming
One day the skies with His glories will shine
Wonderful day, my beloved one bringingMy Savior Jesus is mine
Living He loved me, dying He saved me
And buried He carried my sins far away
Rising He justified freely forever
One day He's coming, oh, glorious day, oh, glorious dayGlorious day, oh, glorious day
