Christian Living

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I referred to a man who spoke at the United Nations saying something like, "Until we accept the son that God is offerring us we will continue to offer our own sons and daughters on the altars of war over power and land, resources, whatever.." The one to whom I spoke replied, "An extremist. that man was an extremist" "For trying to save lives?" I replied."....makes me think we'll never find peace," he concluded. "That's right, until the one who is the Prince of Peace returns,' I said and I went on to wonder if the parents, and wives, and children and other family and friends who open notices and greet messengers at the door find it 'extreme" to hear of the deaths of their loved ones. How ugly on the steps are the feet of those who bring bad news, bad news. After that I requested and was granted a little slack that I needed all the more to do something whimsical, like visiting the old retirement center where my mother had lived, or the old church property where we had once served as elders before it all disintegrated. How pleasant it is to have friends and family that allow us margin to act whimsically at a time like that. (Reminds me a little of the woman I informed of the near 200,000 cases of Christian martyrdom last year who responded by reminding me how world population had increased.) How pleasant it is to have family who are also friends at times like these.

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