I had a dream recently of a Mother that I could not see.

She was telling me about her daughter's wonderful friend

As she talked to me I started walking up on a outcropping of a large flat rock that represented the daughter life

As I was listening to the mother speak of this wonderful friend I noticed what was on the rock

The items on the rock I noticed were very few

These items represented accomplishements in her daughters life

I began to realize that her daughter did not have a very good life

In fact she was like the broken read spoken in Isaiah

But inspite of this she had this wonderful friend who stuck with her no matter what.

Even when her daughter had temper tantrums and had done many foolish things that harmed her, this friend was there

This person was able to encourage and console even in the worst of situations, she stuck by her side when everyone else gave up.

So when this mother recalled her daughters life she was so grateful for this friend..

 

I thought about that, That's how Jesus is to us, isn't it.

So we too should have that heart.

Isn't that the love of God

Very powerful

Have patients with your family and friends and yourself

It is so easy to be negative

But it is so rewarding to be commit yourself to love

 

Romans 15

We who are strong ought to bear with the failings of the weak and not to please ourselves.  Each of us should please our neighbors for their good, to build them up.  For even Christ did not please himself but, as it is written: “The insults of those who insult you have fallen on me. For everything that was written in the past was written to teach us, so that through the endurance taught in the Scriptures and the encouragement they provide we might have hope.

 May the God who gives endurance and encouragement give you the same attitude of mind toward each other that Christ Jesus had,  so that with one mind and one voice you may glorify the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ.

 Accept one another, then, just as Christ accepted you, in order to bring praise to God