In Chinese Astrology, Tiger’s cycle of power is around the darkness of New Moons and the brightness of Full Moons. Specifically, this is the Year of the Tiger, according to the Chinese Lunar New Year. Unlike the Gregorian calendar that follows the Sun, the Chinese calendar follows the Moon. It is both a New Year […]
These are the words of the Amen, the faithful and true witness, the ruler of God’s creation. 15 I know your deeds, that you are neither cold nor hot. I wish you were either one or the other! 16 So, because you are lukewarm—neither hot nor cold—I am about to spit you out of my mouth. 17 You say, ‘I am rich; I have acquired wealth and do not need a thing.’ But you do not realize that you are wretched, pitiful, poor, blind and naked. 18 I counsel you to buy from me gold refined in the fire, so you can become rich; and white clothes to wear, so you can cover your shameful nakedness; and salve to put on your eyes, so you can see.
19 Those whom I love I rebuke and discipline. So be earnest and repent. 20 Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with that person, and they with me.
21 To the one who is victorious, I will give the right to sit with me on my throne, just as I was victorious and sat down with my Father on his throne. 22 Whoever has ears, let them hear what the Spirit says to the churches.”
Verse 20 of the above reading connects with the following hymn;
O Jesus, thou art standing, outside the fast closed door, in lowly patience waiting to pass the threshold o’er: shame on us, Christian brothers, his Name and sign who bear, O shame, thrice shame upon us, to keep him standing there!
O Jesus, thou art knocking; and lo, that hand is scarred, and thorns thy brow encircle, and tears thy face have marred: O love that passeth knowledge, so patiently to wait! O sin that hath no equal, so fast to bar the gate!
O Jesus, thou art pleading in accents meek and low, “I died for you, my children, and will you treat me so?” O Lord, with shame and sorrow we open now the door; dear Savior, enter, enter, and leave us never more.
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You always here the expression “until you love yourself no one else will love you” and I hate this phrase because that means I’m forever unlovable. I need reassurance that people love me. I can’t love myself so I need it from outside. How can anyone who doesn’t love themselves see themselves as someone worthy of loving if no one can love them? It makes no sense.
Why should I love myself?
That question above is the hardest by far. For me I see nothing worthy of love. I look in the mirror and the hatred towards myself just increases. What am I missing? What can others see that I can’t? Or maybe they can’t see what I can? I see every fault. Every failure. Everything that has added to why people hurt me. Why…
“There is in life a suffering so unspeakable, a vulnerability so extreme, that it goes far beyond words. In the face of suffering all we can do is bear witness so no one needs to suffer alone.” – Rachel Remen
Sometimes it’s impossible to put into words what we have experienced. What we have gone through. Words can’t capture it. They seem inadequate.
And yet there is this pressure to articulate, to share – what can’t be said or spoken.
The impact’s too profound.
We’re spaced out. And we reeling. We’ve lost all contact with time.
But what we need is human contact. Someone there, to be with us. To sit with us in silence. To witness all that pain.
We don’t need words, and answers. We don’t need trite advice.