October 13, 2002

A Perverse Generation

The lucky ones died, lie burned and in pieces on a dance floor in Bali.

We stand at the brink of unknown chaos in our world.

Mothers terrified, run zig-zag to fetch children from school.

Lord, have mercy on us. We know better. We need our brains washed out with soap.

4 Rejoice in the Lord alway: and again I say, Rejoice.
5 Let your moderation be known unto all men. The Lord is at hand.
6 Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God.
7 And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.
8 Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things.
9 Those things, which ye have both learned, and received, and heard, and seen in me, do: and the God of peace shall be with you.

Posted by fred1st at October 13, 2002 05:33 AM
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Amen. I heard the lesson today with new ears.

Posted by: Pascale Soleil at October 13, 2002 04:21 PM

Amen, Brother

Posted by: Charlie at October 13, 2002 08:18 PM

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