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Date Posted: 22:15:54 03/25/02 Mon
In room 204B, Spencer used to wait until around 1Am to start working on his paper due that day. Fifteen minutes ago, I kissed my wife good-night, strolled over to the fridge, grabbed a Budweiser, and sat down to read the latest comentary and message board posts. 11:30PM. Now I am the one typing late into the night.
Tim's right! It would be great to hate (the right things to hate) more frequently. Towards the end of Gal. 5 Paul demands that we hate what we do and turn towards the fruits offered by the HS. Does the ripening of these fruits mean that I'm going to get jacked? I don't know. I do know that I am not going to develope an increasing desire to be picked on. I'm also pretty sure that God is not up there giving me bonus points for how many time times I'm insulted down here.
With Easter beeing near, Tim picked an great time to issue his comentary on hate. "Oh Jerusalem, Jerusalem, you who kill the prophets and stone those sent to you, how often I have longed to gather your children together, as a hen gathers her chicks under her wings, but you were not willing! Look, your house is left to your desolate. I tell you, you will not see me again until you say, 'Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord."
God hated, and hates what I need to hate so much that He truly hated to see us, even gentiles, suffer eternally. His son he sent. This is love.
Shrieve
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