- somebody is very proud of you.
- somebody is thinking of you.
- somebody is caring about you.
- somebody misses you.
- somebody wants to talk to you.
- somebody wants to be with you.
- somebody hopes you aren’t in trouble.
- somebody is thankful for the support you have provided.
- somebody wants to hold your hand.
- somebody hopes everything turns out all right.
- somebody wants you to be happy.
- somebody wants you to find him/her.
- somebody is celebrating your successes.
- somebody wants to give you a gift.
- somebody thinks that you ARE a gift.
- somebody hopes you’re not too cold, or too hot
- somebody wants to hug you.
- somebody loves you.
- somebody wishes you would lavish them with small things.
- somebody admires your strength.
- somebody is thinking of you and smiling.
- somebody wants to be your shoulder to cry on.
- somebody wants to go out with you and have a lot of fun.
- somebody thinks the world of you.
- somebody wants to protect you.
- somebody would do anything for you.
- somebody wants to be forgiven.
- somebody is grateful for your forgiveness.
- somebody wants to laugh with you all night long about old times.
- somebody remembers you fondly and wishes that you were there.
- somebody is praising God for you.
- somebody needs to know that your love is unconditional.
- somebody values your advice.
- somebody wants to tell you how much they care.
- somebody wants to stay up all night watching old movies with you.
- somebody wants to share their dreams with you.
- somebody wants to hold you in their arms.
- somebody wants YOU to hold them in your arms.
- somebody treasures your spirit.
- somebody wishes they could suspend time because of you.
- somebody praises God for your friendship and love.
- somebody can’t wait to see you.
- somebody wishes that things didn’t have to change.
- somebody loves you for who you are.
- somebody loves the way you make them feel.
- somebody wants to be with you.
- somebody is hoping they can grow old with you.
- somebody wants you to know they are there for you.
- somebody’s glad that you’re his/her friend.
- somebody wants to be your friend.
- somebody stayed up all night thinking about you.
- somebody is alive because of you.
- somebody is very remorseful after losing your friendship.
- somebody is wishing that you noticed him/her.
- somebody wants to get to know you better.
- somebody believes that you are his/her soul mate.
- somebody wants to be near you.
- somebody misses your advice/guidance.
- somebody has faith in you.
- somebody trusts you.
- somebody is sorry that they haven’t called
- somebody is changed because of you
- somebody wants to be like you
- somebody needs you to send them this letter
- somebody needs your support.
- somebody needs you to have faith in them.
- somebody will cry when they read this.
- somebody needs you to let them be your friend.
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Just to catch up…. the other day I finally did post a sort of a parable in the appropriate place.
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Yesterday I started writing a little essay on “Spiritual amphibians”…. sort of an extended metaphor that came up some time ago as I was speaking at a memorial service. I’ll try to get enough of it done that I can post it today or tomorrow; it will be over at The Search For Integrity when done.
As for today, it’s raining and I helped a lady with her first-of-the-month errands this morning; will do my own this afternoon. Perhaps I’ll also buy some shirts; we’ll see.
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Just seems like we can’t do right;
Look how we treated you.
But please, Sir, forgive us, Lord;
We didn’t know ’twas you.
Last Sunday night these were some of the words sung at our church’s Christmas cantata, part of the lyrics of the lovely song, “Sweet Little Jesus Boy.” Here it seems to me we have the great problem with humanity, with each one of us and all of us together. If only we’d known it was you, O Lord, lying helpless in the manger; if only we’d known, we’d have done right by you. We’d have welcomed you into a warm place, given you honor; as it was, it was left to the stinky shepherds and the illegal aliens who came from their far countries to offer you gifts.
If only we’d known it was you that was hungry, calling to see if someone could provide a little food; if only we’d known it was your rent that was due, or your electricity that was about to be cut off, Lord, we’d have been glad to pay that bill. If only we’d known, Lord, that you lay sick in the hospital, or languished for months in the nursing home, we’d have come to see you. If we’d known you were cold at night, far from home, we’d have welcomed you in. If we had known that it was your house our soldiers broke into, looking for terrorists, we’d have treated that family with a little bit of dignity. If we had known that you were the person with the funny name and the funny look, that we stopped at the airport and rendered under cover of night to a secret prison, we’d have believed you when you said you were innocent.
But Lord, we didn’t know. How could we know?
When you were hungry, and we gave you nothing, and thirsty, and we gave you nothing, and you were homeless and we did not welcome you, without adequate clothing and we figured it was your own choice, sick and in prison and we did not come to you? How could we have known?
How could we have known that the least of these, the people we call ugly names, the ones we learn to hate and fear, are your sisters and your brothers? What can we possibly do to keep from making that mistake again?
How could we have known that the death that you died, was to reconcile us with these brothers and sisters of ours, a real and costly reconciliation without which our reconciliation through your blood to God is a fanciful illusion? How could we have imagined that you rose in power for their sakes, and not just our own?
How could we have known that the living God is the Savior of all people, especially those who believe? Could not one of your apostles have written that down?
How could we possibly have known that until we see you in every human being, we have not seen you at all?
Sweet little Jesus boy. We didn’t know who you was.
