Opinion does not create fact

A preponderance of facts and public opinion seemingly pointing to a particular end does not create a fact any more than extreme personal faith can sway another only with words.

Less of me, more of You

A friend asked the question today; What would it be like if God answered the prayer "Lord, Empty me of myself and fill me with You". Many of us say these things but don't really stop to think what that would look like in the real world. Although it is a concept that will rest and grow within me for the next several days, here was my short answer...

"I would express love more freely, without reservations or expectations."

...and then I added...

I have an item that struck me earlier in the week... (or maybe it’s the same). Are we closer to God when things are going well, or when they are bad? How often do we make a Gratitude list, and how would that daily practice change our lives?

It is definitely something to think about.

Solsbury Hill by Peter Gabriel

This song by Peter Gabriel was revealed to me in a moment of weakness. I had heard it for years, liked it for it's musical merit, but never really understood the value of the lyrics. Read just the words and their obscured meaning in light of your Christian conversion process and the deep feelings and questions you had to walk through. Review the workings of the Holy Spirit and how He communicates to us. Think about how your non-Christian friends didn't really understand the change that was in you. It may be that this was a message meant just for me, but I feel that once revealed the message can be applied to many of us.

Solsbury Hill by Peter Gabriel

Climbing up on Solsbury Hill
I could see the city light
Wind was blowing, time stood still
Eagle flew out of the night
He was something to observe
Came in close, I heard a voice
Standing stretching every nerve
Had to listen had no choice
I did not believe the information
I just had to trust imagination
My heart going boom boom boom
"Son," he said "Grab your things,
I've come to take you home."

To keep in silence I resigned
My friends would think I was a nut
Turning water into wine
Open doors would soon be shut
So I went from day to day
Tho' my life was in a rut
"Till I thought of what I'd say
Which connection I should cut
I was feeling part of the scenery
I walked right out of the machinery
My heart going boom boom boom
"Hey" he said "Grab your things
I've come to take you home."
(Back home.)

When illusion spin her net
I'm never where I want to be
And liberty she pirouette
When I think that I am free
Watched by empty silhouettes
Who close their eyes but still can see
No one taught them etiquette
I will show another me
Today I don't need a replacement
I'll tell them what the smile on my face meant
My heart going boom boom boom
"Hey" I said "You can keep my things,
They've come to take me home."


Many people believe that God can only be found on Sunday's, at church. God, revealed in the Holy Spirit is there beside you every moment of every day, whispering protective advice into your ear. The secret is in our ability to filter out the noise that the world blows into our life and listen. This is a song on a secular radio station that spoke to me when I needed to hear.