Having had sometime away recently to take part in a youth leaders thingy and then my days off, time to see family and with my partner, I am hanging out to get back to the streets of Melbourne.
I miss those Ive met over the past 12 months, the refreshing world view they share, the fragility they share and the 'stuff' we enjoy over food or in conversation has become part of my new normal!!
So its back to 'loitering with intent' for me.
Showing posts with label sparrow. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sparrow. Show all posts
26 January 2015
6 January 2015
Mouse GBNF.
I did not know Mouse, however it's been good to meet some of his friends and his brother.
The anniversary of his death one year ago yesterday passed quietly, probable fitting for someone known as 'Mouse'.
While the anniversary of his death may have slipped by unnoticed, Mouse the man was loved and seen by God, who knows when a sparrow falls.
To those who knew him as you remember his passing may the hope of the resurrection become real.
The anniversary of his death one year ago yesterday passed quietly, probable fitting for someone known as 'Mouse'.
While the anniversary of his death may have slipped by unnoticed, Mouse the man was loved and seen by God, who knows when a sparrow falls.
To those who knew him as you remember his passing may the hope of the resurrection become real.
2 December 2014
Sparrows
A discussion with a bloke on the street recently about respecting those who die on the streets.
Both of us we unaware of the death of a young sports person, for which the out pouring of public grief, the lowering of flags and other symbolic acts were quite staggering.
In contrast, those who die on the street largely go unnoticed.
No symbolic gestures, no public 'mourning', no media coverage and no special events as a mark of respect.
'Bob', not his name, was deeply distressed, that people from his circle of friends go largely unnoticed when they die.
I know this to be so. Last year I took a simple service at the back entrance to a crematorium of a bloke who died alone on the street.
Disconnected from family his body arrived in the cheapest of caskets, with a cloth covering it, no flowers no tributes, just a few people who new him and me a complete stranger who had been asked to say a few words of hope.
I reckon 'Bob' has a point, on this I believe he gets the heart of Jesus.
All are created in God's image, we are all broken and struggle, but, if you entertain, people or are a 'hero' even those who don't really know you, will mourn your passing and the world is made aware of it.
Not even a sparrow dies with out the creator being aware!!
Thank you 'Bob' for reminding us to respect all who die regardless of who or 'what' they are.
Both of us we unaware of the death of a young sports person, for which the out pouring of public grief, the lowering of flags and other symbolic acts were quite staggering.
In contrast, those who die on the street largely go unnoticed.
No symbolic gestures, no public 'mourning', no media coverage and no special events as a mark of respect.
'Bob', not his name, was deeply distressed, that people from his circle of friends go largely unnoticed when they die.
I know this to be so. Last year I took a simple service at the back entrance to a crematorium of a bloke who died alone on the street.
Disconnected from family his body arrived in the cheapest of caskets, with a cloth covering it, no flowers no tributes, just a few people who new him and me a complete stranger who had been asked to say a few words of hope.
I reckon 'Bob' has a point, on this I believe he gets the heart of Jesus.
All are created in God's image, we are all broken and struggle, but, if you entertain, people or are a 'hero' even those who don't really know you, will mourn your passing and the world is made aware of it.
Not even a sparrow dies with out the creator being aware!!
Thank you 'Bob' for reminding us to respect all who die regardless of who or 'what' they are.
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