Reality often becomes lost in our “Christianeze” terms and sayings. Too often we just repeat what someone has said and way too often our sayings get morphed into a false theology. Something repeated over and over gets engrained in our culture and it becomes a pseudo-truth of sorts.
As we enter a New Year and time of introspection, we should think about a new season of increase. Often when discussions begin about increase we naturally go the material side of things but we also need to think of increase as it relates to the Kingdom of God. We, as the Body of Christ, are an outpost of the Kingdom of God in this world.
‘Twas the Night of the Advent
‘Twas the night of the Advent, when all in the house,
Not a man was secure, not even his spouse;
Stories of the Torah were told with great care,
In hopes that Yahweh would be merciful and fair;
Thanks for Nothing, God!!
The phrase “Thanks for Nothing” is often used as a sharp rebuke to someone for not meeting our expectations. I would like to twist the usual use of the phrase just a little because we should thank God for a few “nothings”.
I heard a story about a mother and her small daughter back in the day before car seat laws. The little girl was standing up in the seat as her mother drove and the mom told her daughter several times to sit down. Finally, the mother became more adamant telling her daughter to sit down. Knowing that her mother meant business, the child reluctantly sat down but told her mother, “I’m sitting down but in my heart I’m standing up!” I imagine many of us are like this, we comply with certain laws or guidelines but in our hearts we are somewhere in the realm of compliance in the spirit of rebellion.
Like a Child
Jesus in one of his greatest illustrations used a child to teach an important lesson from a question that was asked wrong. In Matthew’s Gospel, the disciples asked Jesus, “Who then is greatest in the kingdom of heaven” (Matthew 18:1 NKJV)? Wrong question!!
When I Look Into Their Eyes
I have seen some pitiful folks in my time. It is not the ragged clothes I see or their crippled limbs but their eyes that give me a glimpse of their misery and hopelessness. I believe every person was granted to BE by God; this in itself makes me to know that there is dignity in every life. Many choose to go a path that is not God’s best but some seem to have it thrust upon them by poverty, abuse, sickness, or where they were born. I have come to know with more awareness and certainty of the dignity of every human being. I know Christ loves them just as He loved the women He saved from a stoning, the demoniac He delivered from legions of demons, and even my wretched soul.
Odd and Unusual Things I Have Learned Traveling
This may be a little weird and I wondered if anyone was really interested in weird and trivia stuff from some of my experiences in other countries but here goes…
Daddy seems to be the preferred call sign of a southern father. You don’t hear Alabama ‘youngins’ calling their father, dad or father. The general characteristics of our Daddy depended upon which generation he belonged.
Revelation of Jesus
How many cold hearts have yearned for salvation’s heat but found no ember in my heart?
Who has longed for the peace of Christ but found only trouble on my tongue?
What number looked for Jesus but found no resemblance of His image in my life?
What crippled beggar has longed for someone with the hope of Jesus but my feet never sought him out?