"You begin saving the world by saving one man at a time; all else is grandiose romanticism or politics." - Charles Bukowski
Does this ring true for you?
Why or why not?

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Take these shoesYou can listen to a 30 second sample or purchase the song HERE.
Click clacking down some dead end street
Take these shoes
And make them fit
Take this shirt
Polyester white trash made in nowhere
Take this shirt
And make it clean, clean
Take this soul
Stranded in some skin and bones
Take this soul
And make it sing
CHORUS:
Yahweh, Yahweh
Always pain before a child is born
Yahweh, Yahweh
Still I'm waiting for the dawn
Take these hands
Teach them what to carry
Take these hands
Don't make a fist no
Take this mouth
So quick to criticize
Take this mouth
Give it a kiss
CHORUS
Still waiting for the dawn, the sun is coming up
The sun is coming up on the ocean
This love is like a drop in the ocean
This love is like a drop in the ocean
CHORUS
Take this city
A city should be shining on a hill
Take this city
If it be your will
What no man can own, no man can take
Take this heart
Take this heart
Take this heart
And let it break
I wonder if Jesus could have a similar conversation with me and you.
"I love you", says Jesus.
"I know", we shrug.
"No, I really love you. Every time I think of you, I smile."
"I know", we mutter.
Catching our eye, Jesus continues,
"I love you.
I know who you are.
I know everything you've done.
I know your secrets.
The dark parts of your soul.
Your shame.
And I still love you.
Enough to die for you.
And live with you and in you."
"I love you."
How would we respond?
Those words are so familiar. But do we really believe they are true about US?
Are we ready to let the love and acceptance of God sink deep into our bones despite the nagging voices that tell us it is too good to be true, or can't happen for us?
Or is there something about that idea that we can't quite come to grips with?
The scene closes with Will sobbing as his friend, Sean holds him tight.
I'm picturing a similar scene with Jesus and me.
Maybe someday soon.