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The Invisible Visible

"For Mordecai the Jew was second only to King Ahasuerus . . . one who sought the good of his people and one who spoke for the welfare of his whole nation." (Esther 10:3)

I continue to discover that it's not what we say or profess, but how we live our lives. It's very easy to post an opinion, to offer advice, to suggest a comment, but what will really matter is if we live it out. The political arena is a nightmare, the news is filled with spin, and on that alone, we are all too quick to attack and defend. But is that one who truly seeks the good of his own people?

I feel at times we have forgotten how to be good, genuine, and kind. We have forgotten how to live words of truth and peace. Even people of my faith forsake their families, live a private life so foreign to their public words and deeds. We have become incongruent, out of sync with life, we have lost our salty savor, and we are tasteless to the world . . .

I need to let down my defenses, I need to be transparent and true. My words must match my actions. I am to seek the welfare of our nation, the good for all our people, and that is reaching out and loving those who even differ with my point of view. We need to stop shouting our selfish words and clamoring for our rights. I must remember this, the invisible God is only visible through us. . .

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  1. UnknownFebruary 2, 2010 at 5:20 PM

    Mary, I'm glad I found your blog. I am enjoying your posts and will be checking in from time to time. You do have a way with words and I like your periodic references to Esther. Keep on posting and sharing your tidbits of faith and inspiration.

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