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A Generous Heart

Read Luke 6:27-38 (NRSV) Love for Enemies 27  “But I say to you that listen, Love your enemies, do good to those who hate you,  28  bless those who curse you, pray for those who abuse you.  29  If anyone strikes you on the cheek, offer the other also; and from anyone who takes away your coat do not withhold even your shirt.  30  Give to everyone who begs from you; and if anyone takes away your goods, do not ask for them again.  31  Do to others as you would have them do to you. 32  “If you love those who love you, what credit is that to you? For even sinners love those who love them.  33  If you do good to those who do good to you, what credit is that to you? For even sinners do the same.  34  If you lend to those from whom you hope to receive, what credit is that to you? Even sinners lend to sinners, to receive as much again.  35  But love your enemies, do good, and lend, expecting nothing in return. Your reward will be great, and you will be children of the Most High; for he i

Who Are You?: A Mother's Day Message

Who Are You? (John 10:22-30) Any fans of the television show CSI?   The theme song for CSI, Who Are You, happens to be a song by The Who, written by Pete Townshend, the genius spokesman for rock and roll. To quote my favorite movie, Almost Famous , “No one can really explain rock ‘n’ roll, except for Pete Townshend!” Like many of his peers in the 1960s, Townshend abandoned his Christian roots and followed the teachings of an Indian guru by the name of Meher Baba. His disciples think of him as the avatar, the earthly manifestation of God. Pete Townshend went on a spiritual retreat at the Meher Spiritual Center near Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. While walking about the ocean side retreat, he had a significant spiritual experience. Townshend reflects on this experience of God in his song Who Are You . I know there's a place you walked Where love falls from the trees My heart is like a broken cup I only feel right on my knees I spit out like a sewer hole Yet still