I thought this short video was a perfect counter point to, or maybe extension, of yesterday’s post – and comments! – about beauty. Chris Heuertz has spent his life working with the poorest of the poor and, most recently, working with children, women, and men who have been caught up in and abused by human trafficking. You can read more about him and his work at Word Made Flesh and on his blog – great title, btw – If I Blogged…. But he’s not just about advocacy or even help. He’s mostly about community, about living with and helping people fashion resilient communities that have weathered the difficult moments that any real...
Luke 7:11-17
posted by DJL
Soon afterwards he went to a town called Nain, and his disciples and a large crowd went with him. As he approached the gate of the town, a man who had died was being carried out. He was his mother’s only son, and she was a widow; and with her was a large crowd from the town. When the Lord...
You Are More Beautiful Than You Think
posted by DJL
Beauty, the say, is in the eye of the beholder. But while this is often used to capture our perplexity when someone else falls in love with someone or something we don’t similarly appreciate, it might also work in reverse. That is, we might have occasion to wonder why so many people have a hard time imagining they are beautiful. Last year I posted Dove’s expose on what it takes to make the women in ads appear so strikingly – and as it turns out, unrealistically – beautiful. This spring they have followed up with another ad about the challenges women have in seeing themselves as beautiful. The concept and outcome are both creative and...
Luke 7:6-10
posted by DJL
And Jesus went with them, but when he was not far from the house, the centurion sent friends to say to him, “Lord, do not trouble yourself, for I am not worthy to have you come under my roof; therefore I did not presume to come to you. But only speak the word, and let my servant be healed....
A Final Affection
posted by DJL
Some weeks finding a poem is easy. I’m in the mood for something related to a season or event or have a particular poet (or even poem!) in mind. This week wasn’t one of those. Instead, I skimmed – I know this isn’t the way you’re supposed to read poetry, but sometimes that’s just...