The Chronicles of Janie

Think with me for a moment, will you? Fire up the imagination, unlock the steamer trunk of memory, and think. Do you remember the last time you became horribly aware of the filthiness and the terrible consequences of your sin? Do you remember that overpowering unspeakable agony of mind, body, heart? That terrifying realization that you and God were separated? Now, imagine, if you can, that you're a sinless person. You've never sinned once . Your conscience, completely tender and responsive to God, has never felt the hardening influence of rebellion. You have such a perfect relationship with God that you and He are in constant communion. Then, one day, your sworn enemy unleashes his full fury on you. You're betrayed by one of your closest friends, deserted and denied by your other friends, falsely accused, mocked, tortured almost to death, and nailed to a cross.You're forced to watch your mother's heart break over your torment, your ears are filled with ...

I often have a lot of trouble blogging. I feel like my blog either gets too me-centric, or that I get stuck in some form of writing rut. I'm frequently held back from posting because I'm convinced that the post would be too boring, too silly, too aggressive, etc. Restraint is good, but sometimes I probably take it a bit far. I want to just sit down and WRITE, but I have trouble deciding what to write about. This usually results in me getting about halfway through a blog post before deciding that no-one would ever want to read it. I have a heap of half-finished drafts lurking around this blog. I've been trying to think of a way to get out of this...and I think I may have hit on something. What I'm about to ask strikes me as a potentially really bad idea, but I'm going for it, anyway, because I have a habit of leaping headfirst into bad ideas. ;-) If it flops utterly, I'll pick myself up, dust myself off, and forge ahead. Anyway, I'm asking you, my patien...

Did you look outside last night and see the blue moon? Well, neither did I, so I'm not really sure how  to explain the fact that I'm about to write ... A POLITICAL POST! GASP! SHOCK! AWE! And general astonishment. Anyway, I don't get involved in politics that much. Mostly because, whenever I do, my heart-rate spikes, my love for the rest of humanity pretty much disappears, and I feel an almost-overwhelming urge to hit something. There's nothing like politics to bring out the worst in everyone. And really, that's what this post is all about. I wonder why politics seem to turn the vast majority of us into intolerant, narrow-minded, mud-slinging three-year-olds? Conservative Christians seem to be some of the very worst, and I used to merrily join in with all the name-calling and blatant disrespect. Then God very graciously whammed me over the head with some of the following verses: 'Submit to every human authority because of the Lord, whether t...

If you value nothing in your life above life itself, then what's the point of living? Really, if there's nothing you're willing to die for, then what is there to live for? As I ponder this morning on all the things...all the people...I'd willingly sacrifice my life for, I realize that my life is full. Rich. Beautiful. And that I am over-abundantly blessed. _________________ What gives value to your life?