Tending the Temple Daily

  I tend to over think and worry about things of which I have no control. I can really let my imagination run wild, and that's no good.  Yesterday was one of those days.  There's a big change coming to my life that I cannot control, I have no real idea what it's going to look like, and it most likely has aspects that I won't like.  Yesterday I let that negative voice in my head take charge and stir up my emotions.   This voice suggests that I won't survive the change, I'm going to be kicked aside, because, of course, I don't bring anything of value to the table. I won't be able to keep up and I will be exposed as extra weight that needs to be replaced.  Honestly,  it was a battle all day to turn from that voice and remember what Yah says about me. It was exhausting.  You'd think, at my age, and how many times I've encountered that voice, that I'd be better at it,  but I wasn't yesterday.   I know from experience that I can and ...

  I follow  a diverse  collection of friends  and pages on Facebook.  But my feed is overwhelmingly Torah pursuant, with a sprinkling of Protestants,  Catholics, other Christians. And I know there's a few who are unsure about "God" and religion altogether.  What strikes me most about those who speak boldly for Jesus, proclaim God the loudest, is that they are frequently displaying the least of the qualities of love.  Love is patient,  love is kind, not jealous,  not boastful, not proud, rude or selfish. Love is not easily angered, and keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not relish in other's sins, but delights in the truth. Love always bears up, always trusts, always hopes, always endures.  With such casual dismissal, some believers call others ignorant, apostate, lost, heretic, not really saved, and worse.  This is social media, how does one judge the heart of others and voice such condemnation of fellow believers on the worl...