What a day

Not really, it's been pretty dull. It's been raining a lot, and I've been getting wet. Brilliant. Terry Virgo was up in Leeds this weekend, talking about grace...which was nice. I spent a lot of time enjoying his encouragement and then went home. Mark was up as well...we finally got an album. It was recorded in February and finished two weeks ago. Pathetic. It's not really a bad thing, because the album is ready for our last ever gig. Last ever. Short sentences seem to be my thing today. Listening to John Piper has made me very open to hearing more about the greatest letter ever written, only for the radio to start a series on 'Jesus is Precious because...' which isn't a bad thing but I was really getting into Romans. Phooey. Writing my blog today I'm looking a bit like this. And I can do that because of my new laptop. Anyway.



What on earth is it about Christianity that makes people so angry? I was telling 'housemate' Chris about the FACT that no one can earn their way into heaven. When someone swears at that it makes you upset. When they go on to condemn themselves to hell by saying that a Buddhist monk who 'hasn't done anything wrong' (this is a lie) it makes me angry because the very grasping of such a simple message, the same for everyone, everyone is equal in their standing with God, it does cause offense. Terrible state of affairs if you ask me. I hope you learn nothing from this. It's not even very interesting is it? Oh well...