Oh boy and here I thought life was all cheery

Today was, well, one of those days. The kind you go to bed shattered from. It started out well and then snow balled uncontrollably into a splat (doesn't have to make sense i can visualise it). All because of racism. I go to a very multi-cultural church, well a lot of different raced people go to the same church. I'd had my suspicions it was only surface deep and today confirmed it. Man it was ugly and ignorant and I'm not impressed. I really don't see Christ behaving like that and if Christians are Christians because of Christ what the heck is going on? It (and a bunch of other things) got my husband and I chatting and we know as we know that we have to live as red-letter Christians. We also know we have to 'be the change we want to see'(don't know who said it). And then the other thing was the finance thing, Jesus said it for a reason that we can't serve both God and money (again a red-letter thing). It is funny the lack of finance is as much a god as the surplus. So now that I've ranted I'm actually grateful. God is doing a work in my family. I'm praying and trusting for direction and guidance and lessons to be learnt, if you pray, please agree with me.
Philippa

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