Lost in Translation

2fmnt2fsdcard2fandroid2fdata2fcom-android-browser2ffiles2fdownload2fimg_20141101_072346I think I am being treated terrible by old residents of my building but still it is the tumor it laid down under my womb. I was because it was supposed to be more safe not clean and sober so it bothered me to just be apart from a normal family life or marriage. They were sneaking around and profoundly get carried away being animals buried it or me and this is why? You bring all of on me and made sexual abnormal moves on the inner portion or this inside and on every member of by and by my own blood relatives and minutes hours a day all day right or wrong will do nothing and lie to me acting like my friend or my child you could be the devil instead every single minute next to me every single only every day alone by myself quit negative things right away and turn on me to be selfish and murder young flesh.


Therefore, we are ambassadors for Christ, God making his appeal through us. We implore you on behalf of Christ, be reconciled to God.                       2 Corinthians 5:20

In Paul’s day ambassadors would have been required to speak both the language of their king as well as that of the people to whom they were sent. As Christ’s ambassadors we, must not only proclaim, but also translate. I have worked as a translator, so here are a few tips. First, let His message flow! Simply speaking another language doesn’t help us to translate if we get caught up on every detail. We must flow with the message. That is how God wants us to share the gospel. We don’t need to understand everything. Our job is to do the best we can and let it flow!


Second, don’t change the message. There are times when I am not comfortable with what…

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The Power to Change the World

Nice post.

New Beginnings

For anyone who is struggling with the frustrating sense of uselessness let me tell you about my good friend Ann. Ann* (not her real name) passed away just before Valentine’s day. For the last three years she came almost every week to our church service in the respiratory unit at the nursing home. Because of her trach it was hard to understand much of what Ann said. But Ann has changed the world. Her consistent faithful presence was noticed by her daughter who also began coming many Wednesday afternoons.

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