we call ourselves Christians but have no compassion. we blame our gay and lesbian brothers and sisters for the breakdown of the family structure, but we get drunk, beat our women and children, and look at porn behind closed doors. we look at the unemployed, homeless, and poor, call them lazy, and say they deserve what they get, but we do nothing to change their situation. we judge a person's worth by the color of their skin. we bring our faith into our politics, but we fail to bring our love to the streets. we look at other religions and call them evil, but we kill millions in war. so where is the love that Christ asked us to show?
I heard of Ann Patchett from listening to Big Magic, by Elizabeth Gilbert. My curiosity was piqued, so I started with this book.
Have you heard Grandpa Elliot on the harmonica yet? Playing for Change - not to be missed!
Renegades, by X Ambassadors
a new favorite
There are flavors in his voice that remind me of a young Waylon, but he has a unique quality all his own.