So I have a lot of catching up to do. I have been lazy all weekend. I get all bummed out when I let this slide, but yet I don't get on here and do it... I wonder if this is like what Paul was talking about in one of those letters he wrote... I do what I don't want to do and I don't do what I know I should...
Anyway, enough excuses...
So Friday night I am at my cousin's party to celebrate her graduating with her Master's Degree. I am so proud of her; this is such an awesome accomplishment! So I get there and the minute I walk in the door, there is a girl there with a brace on her wrist... I am guessing with carpal tunnel. Did I ask her if I could pray for her... No I did not. LAME!
How is it that if I know that the Spirit of the Living God that raised Jesus from the dead resides in me, that I cannot have enough compassion for someone who is suffering to go up to them and even offer to pray for them?!?!?! I mean really???? What did I get saved for anyway? To go to church on Sunday and look pretty? I don't think so. He redeemed me so that I would carry His love and redeeming power to others in this world, just like someone else did for me.
Instead I sat down with my aunt and other cousin and ignored that tug at my heart, ignored that girl in pain, and had some kind of pineapple juice cocktail thingy. Nice, huh?!?!?! I didn't think about any of it the rest of the evening.
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