Greetings Dear Reader,
Is it possible that “I don’t care” sounds harsher than “I do
not care”? I think that the contraction relates an intensity that goes beyond
emphasis and inflection. The expression
of not caring has its own binary inference.
It is never neutral even though it may convey indifference.
When used in the negative, it is a hurtful thing. Whether one is expressing indifference or injecting
venom, the phrase rejects something that matters to the receiver. It minimizes, denies, and harms. The negative employment of the phrase
deprives another of joy intentionally.
The positive employment of this phrase, however, can be
powerful as well. It can be freeing,
healing, and restorative. It can give an opportunity for restoration and reconciliation.
It can show a change in that one no longer cares about things that once
caused division. It can reveal growth
and wisdom.
I need to spend some time evaluating what truly matters the
Father in terms of following his Son. If
the foundation is love, there are things that must not matter moving forward
down the path. An honest understanding and
adaptation of this can lead to great forgiveness between humans. We throw away things that matter and hold on
to things that do not. It makes the
journey burdensome.
In changing out what I carry with me, I feel this exercise
is necessary more often than I have previously considered. Someone gave me more insight into this
recently and reminded me how few things the Father cares about beyond his love
for us. Even when we are wrong, his love
is not mitigated in the least.
As I walk through this over the next few days, please walk
with me Dear Reader. If I am going to
love you properly, I need to let you see me lay aside things that do not matter
to the Father. I need for you to see
that I will hold on to the things that do matter to him. Perhaps, you too can ponder with me about
what really matters. As always, your
thoughts and questions are welcome.
I
Don’t Care Where You’ve Been Sleeping – Don Francisco
I loved you long before the time your eyes first saw the day
And everything I've done has been to help you on the way
But you took all that you wanted then, at last, you took your leave,
And traded off a Kingdom for the lies that you believed
And everything I've done has been to help you on the way
But you took all that you wanted then, at last, you took your leave,
And traded off a Kingdom for the lies that you believed
And although you've chosen darkness with its miseries and
fears
Although you've gone so far from Me and wasted all those years
Even though my name's been spattered by the mire in which you lie
I'd take you back this instant if you'd turn to Me and cry.
Although you've gone so far from Me and wasted all those years
Even though my name's been spattered by the mire in which you lie
I'd take you back this instant if you'd turn to Me and cry.
I don't care where you've been sleeping, I don't who's made
your bed
I've already gave My life to set you free;
There's no sin you could imagine that is stronger than my love,
And it's all yours if you'll come home again to Me.
I've already gave My life to set you free;
There's no sin you could imagine that is stronger than my love,
And it's all yours if you'll come home again to Me.
When you come back to your senses and you see who's been to
blame,
Remember all the good things that were yours with just My name;
Then don't waste another thought before you change the way you're bound
I'll be running out to meet you if you'll only turn around
Remember all the good things that were yours with just My name;
Then don't waste another thought before you change the way you're bound
I'll be running out to meet you if you'll only turn around
I don't care where you've been sleeping, I don't who's made
your bed
I've already gave My life to set you free;
There's no sin you could imagine that is stronger than my love,
And it's all yours if you'll come home again to Me.
I've already gave My life to set you free;
There's no sin you could imagine that is stronger than my love,
And it's all yours if you'll come home again to Me.
Wishing you joy in the journey,
Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every
writer who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a
homeowner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure
store.”
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