So depressing stuff or good stuff first? OK. Depressing first so that I can end on a good note...I am really frustrated because I'm not sure I'm able to really impact anyone's life positively and it's pissing me off! I teach my 7th grade girls class and I don't think any of my girls get the whole "Jesus cares about every freakin' aspect of your life" thing! Every week it seems like we talk about this topic in one way or another, but when I ask them questions, they will literally answer "no" to a question such as "Does Jesus care about whether you make a good grade on your tests?" How do I get through to them!?! Just had to let that out. Now on to the good...I know I am making a difference at school. In fact last night I was out with a friend from school and one of her friends and we got to talking. Well her friend had had a "falling out" with the church (especially the Baptists) because of his lifestyle. When he seemed really hesitant to say anything more about it, my friend said "don't worry, she's not a typical Baptist. She won't condemn you." PRAISE GOD! At least people at school are able to see the love that Jesus has for them through my befriending them. Yes, I may be friends with sluts and drunkards, but wasn't Jesus as well? So encouraging...this is what I want from my life. To honor God by loving others. Not loving their sin or stupid choices...but loving them the person. It reminds me of Todd Agnew's song "My Jesus" so that is what I will close with:Which Jesus do you follow? Which Jesus do you serve? If Ephesians says to imitate Christ Then why do you look so much like the world? Cause my Jesus bled and died He spent His time with thieves and liars He loved the poor and accosted the arrogant So which one do you want to be? Blessed are the poor in spirit Or do we pray to be blessed with the wealth of this land Blessed are they that hunger and thirst for righteousness Or do we ache for another taste of this world of shifting sand Cause my Jesus bled and died for my sins He spent His time with thieves and sluts and liars He loved the poor and accosted the rich So which one do you want to be? Who is this that you follow This picture of the American dream If Jesus was here would you walk right by on the other side or fall down and worship at His holy feet Pretty blue eyes and curly brown hair and a clear complexion Is how you see Him as He dies for Your sins But the Word says He was battered and scarred Or did you miss that part Sometimes I doubt we'd recognize Him Cause my Jesus bled and died He spent His time with thieves and the least of these He loved the poor and accosted the comfortable So which one do you want to be? Cause my Jesus would never be accepted in my church The blood and dirt on His feet would stain the carpet But He reaches for the hurting and despised the proud I think He'd prefer Beale St. to the stained glass crowd And I know that He can hear me if I cry out loud I want to be like my Jesus! I want to be like my Jesus! Not a posterchild for American prosperity, but like my Jesus You see I'm tired of living for success and popularity I want to be like my Jesus but I'm not sure what that means to be like You Jesus Cause You said to live like You, love like You but then You died for me Can I be like You Jesus?I want to be like my Jesus.