Gil Gilbert retweeted
When I was in eighth grade, I got bullied relentlessly for being freakishly tall (Iām 5ā 10ā btw) and skinny and having to wear headgear. My dad decided to help me improve my social standing by dropping me off at school on his ninja sport bike. Unfortunately, my helmet wouldnāt fit in my locker, so I had to carry it to every class. He was trying so hard to make my world a little less cruel and make me look cooler, but it was just making them bully me more. Dads are truly the best. They see their kid hurting and immediately start making plans, whether or not those plans have ever worked for anyone in human history. If your dad is still alive, please donāt take him for granted. One day, youād give anything to be embarrassed by him one more time.
The number of unthinking lemmings on both sides. SMH. š¤¦š¼āāļø Shame. Thank you, public AND private āeducation.ā
Gil Gilbert retweeted
Californian āmodelā (who oddly enough has their account registered in Africa) likes 25 of my tweets in a minute and then slides into my DMs. Hmmmmm š¤
3d hospital stays in 4 weeks. Spine. Infected psoas muscles. Iām an engagement loser. Love or hate me.
My nephew, Josh, with some jazz riffs. instagram.com/reel/DT-dGd9jqā¦
Tim Robbins urges Democrats to drop outrage and 'get their stuff together.' The Oscar winner said the party needs to give voters a reason to support Democrats RATHER THAN JUST CHANNELING HATRED. (emphasis mine).
Sweet Eternity. Cool, aye? Honey never spoils. Archaeologists have found pots of it in ancient Egyptian tombs, thousands of years old, still edible.
Did you know? A day on Venus is longer than a year on Venus. It spins so slowly that one rotation takes longer than one full trip around the sun.
From my friend John Mark Hicksā morning reading in Zephaniah, Psalm 51, and Proverbs 22:9-10. From may hospital bed, I feel itās worthy share youāll appreciate.
āThose who are generous are blessed, for they share their bread with the poor.ā Proverbs 22:9 (NRSV)
āBlessedā as a description has fallen on hard times in some quarters due to some abuses.
Whether intended or not, some experience this language as haughty or prideful. They are perceived as sanctioning class distinctionsāāIām rich, therefore blessed, but the poor. . .ā
When we use āblessedā to draw lines between people, we mistake its meaning. Indeed, we undermine its function and power.
Rather, āblessedā refers to gratitude and recognition of Godās goodness in our lives. We recognize every good thing comes from God. These are blessings.
When we receive good gifts, we call them blessings, and therefore we are blessed.
But we mistake blessing for approval when in our reception of good things we fail to act justly, love mercy, and walk humbly.
We turn āblessingā into condemnation when we fail to share our bread with the poor.
When āblessingā functions as divine sanction for our actions or lifestyle, we turn Godās good gifts into a quid pro quo transaction.
Rather, we are only truly āblessedāāenjoying good gifts in communion with Godāwhen we share with the poor, love the alien, and do good to our neighbors.
We are only āblessedā when we are a blessing to others.ā
John Mark Hicks








