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I’ve got a different vision, Shark, and one that I assert is from heaven. I’m writing evangelistic songs and seeking to get them out there in the mainstream. Songs that will put our blenderized hallelujahs to shame by comparison. Songs that I wish every song writer in Christendom would produce... some of the old hymns come close in spirit, but they tend to the churchy venacular. I’m trying to breach that boundary.

Awesome / Godspeed.

I wish I had such a vision from heaven — but I do not. Sometimes it seems like the things I like/am-passionate-about are not particularly valued; so I might disregard even such a vision if I did have it as being mere flight of fancy.

Thank you, I don’t want to be your enemy or anybody else’s enemy, even when I disagree — I only want to be the enemy of misperceptions and untruths. Or lies, as the bible puts it (rooted in the hoodoos that the devil perpetrates, starting with the fall of mankind in which all our souls willingly participated).

If we all could starkly know that God is love and just how He manifests it, we’d be in a far better condition.

There would be some awkward moments for us as we unlearned old ways of coping. We’ve been so busy damning that we haven’t thought about how to bless. But Christ makes no bones about it. Bless our enemies, those who curse us.

That doesn’t mean yield senselessly, and God provides protection for us. We might have to learn just how far to go till we realize we’re casting pearls before swine and need to stop because it will cease to do any good. But that might be way further than our current comfort zone. The cross is deeply symbolic of the sorts of sacrifices we will find ourselves making. If we want a nice earthly life, then Christ isn’t the way to go. But happily, it doesn’t end with carrying a cross, it ends with participation in the resurrection.

And you know... because I learned not to give a damn (using that expression so to speak) about so many things... I got a leg up on the process of asserting my position to the world when I became a believer.

I don’t care so much what the world does not like, because it never did like me very much.

However God did love me, and He finally made it obvious.

I find it a little hard to love interpersonally, though I’m getting much better at it now. But it’s a love that comes from God having sold me on the worth of doing it. It’s a passion that takes all thoughts in obedience (more and more) to Christ, whom I still haven’t learned all I can learn about.