Believing takes more courage than doubting, though doubting looks sexy and feels more powerful. Many of us set our aims low to avoid disappointment, but good narratives happen in the efforts and failings of hope. What are your dreams? What would it look like to believe in them?Band Joseph
My friend Tali has given an absolutely beautiful and sacrificial YES in moving to Sri Lanka to see healing and transformation of women whose lives have been broken and destroyed by war. In 2011, Tali went to Sri Lanka to work with young women who were militants during the civil war. These girls were front-line fighters and suicide bombers, but she fell in love with them and her life was changed forever. Check out this video and then go to https://my.simplegive.com/g3/h/ to GIVE. Every little bit helps.
And if you want to be ruined for the ordinary and inspired beyond measure, check out Tali’s blog [http://choseninstruments.blogspot.com/] where she details the raw struggles and HOPE in giving of ourselves that the broken and abandoned would find healing and home.
i am leaving the safety and comfort of my California home to live with my girls in Sri Lanka. it’s going to be hard, it’s going to be messy, working with traumatized people will always be exhausting, but my love for these girls will always surpass any obstacle i come across.
- Tali Constanz
The words of His palate are as sweet as honey, and all His commandments are more desirable to His sages than gold and silver. This is the praise of God, my Beloved, and this is the power of the strength of my Lord, my Beloved, O prophets who prophesy in Jerusalem.Aramaic Targum to Song of Songs, 5:16
… a Christian, above all people, should live artistically, aesthetically, and creatively…
If we have been created in the image of an Artist, then we should look for expressions of artistry…
There should be a practical result of the realization that we have been created in the image of the Creator of beauty…
May we never lose our wonder,
may we never lose our wonder;
Wide-eyed and mystified,
may we be just like a child,
staring at the beauty of our King
since I have known the saviour’s name, and what for me he bore, no more i toil for empty fame, i thirst for gold no more. plac’d by his hand in this retreat, i make his love my theme; and see that all the world calls great, is but a waking dream. grace bid me live, and taught my tongue to aim at notes divine; and grace accepts my feeble song; the glory, lord, be thine!john newton