The tune to the old song that goes "would you know my na-a-ame, if I saw you in heaven?" is going through my head as I sit here on my beige colored couch looking at a wall of black and white.

I feel closer to God tonight than I have in a long time. This week has been good for coming back to him. While I sit here in the quiet lamplit glow that is my living room, I wonder if that is because of what Travis said or because I purchased a new bible or because Noah (and a couple of other people) are just shoving me right up against Jesus. I mean, it's like we've unexpectedly wandered into a mosh pit together. That's how shoved towards Jesus I feel.

I like my new bible. The cover leaves something to be desired, but the rest of it really makes me happy. It reads more like one whole book because they don't insist on starting each book on a new page, they just skip a few lines and go on. Also, it's in French. That makes my whole heart glow. I've been using it in chapel and in my classes to read along with whoever's reading a passage, and it has really helped me to understand some passages more. It's interesting because sometimes the English word is more clear, or the French one is- so I get to have it doubly clarified for me. I got it on Tuesday, and that day as I walked home, I read a passage from Revelation and then a Psalm, and those two particular passages had never really struck me as anything important at all, but as I read them in a new language... it was like meeting them for the first time and really understanding why they're in there. It makes me happy that the Word is finally alive to me again. And that I have an impetus to read it.

I've been thinking a lot about what Laur and I talked about the other night. I think we stumbled onto something that is pretty huge- at least for me. And since I know I go back every once in a while and read old posts, I'm going to nutshell it so that It'll hit me again and I'll be reminded to act this way. Here:
So we were talking about a facebook group for transgendered people who want the "sex:" field to be a type in field instead of a drop down menu, and about how the wall for the group had a lot of posts that were talking about how Christians had been sending them the Facebook equivalent of hate mail. And it pissed us off.
It pissed us off that Christians are so ready to resign people to hell and tell them that they've gone too far- that Christ can't/won't save them. It pissed us off that they treat these people like it is their (the Christian's) job to make hell start early for them. But that couldn't be farther from the truth. We have no fucking idea who is going to be wandering around heaven with us. We can't tell that. None of us can. And even if we could, that should be more reason to make us kind and loving to those who won't be there. Because for them, this life is their only chance to see mercy, love, joy, peace, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control, patience. This is it for them. And there is something inherently valuable about those virtues. Everyone should see them. No one should be treated the way we treat those that we feel are beyond help. No one.
Anyway, it's now half past three in the morning, so I shall head to bed.