Still frustrating it is when those that have the power to make decisions decide to ignore those that have the power to make change happen. Some of us dream, some of us decide to follow others dreams, some of us want a piece of the dream, but are never given a chance.

The generation gap I see continually within the body kills me. I remember a time when someone was hung on a cross because of the rebellion he began...

Understood is the way things use to be done, we've done them. Not understood is the fear of something that could be or could have been.

Enough code...

Awhile ago I brought a youth I had known for awhile to a service at my church that I knew she would be love and accepted at. She loves the service. She actually gets up every Sunday, sits through the worship practice and the service. There are people there she is accepted by, and people she has attached to. Recently she was given the oppourtunity to share what the Lords Supper was to a bunch of younger kids that did not have a clue. A year ago she asked me what the *?&$ was going on when the bread and juice came out. This is her safe space, her no-need to pretend anymore place. Her: I'll tell the speaker if they sucked, and yell at the singers if I want to sing a specific song place. She is totally her, and comfortable infteracting with others and God within this place. Here is the question:

How do you tell her it cannot go on anymore? Her space is gone...

No Blame intended here, just a real pisser off.

Decisions that effect eternity...