Imaginings

If we did not question all of life, we would not learn or grow. If we accepted everything that came along as truth, we would be a fool.

We must search, we must ask.

But asking mankind would make us a fool. Man has set himself up as god, thinking God old-fashioned, ancient, not with the times.

I watch spring opening before me. The grip of cold has really gone. Today I felt it as I walked.  The geese feed on the field in pairs. The starlings dot the field a few moments, then fly off as one. The robin song is louder, happier. This happens every year…seasons change all by themselves.

Christians celebrate the resurrection of Jesus Christ every year at this time. We contemplate his life, his sorrows, and being left alone on the cross. Even the Father turned away.

Though the whole world does not accept Jesus Christ as Lord, the world revolves around everything he did. We are in the year 2018 AD…imagine this.

I do not pretend to know all about this. I was not there at the beginning of time, only God was there. Living in a broken world, I can barely imagine the beauty of Garden of Eden. Were there proper gardens with rows and rows of vegetables? Or were things grown helter-skelter in a display of wonder? Did intricate flowers grow that have now become extinct?

Did the animals talk?

I only know that Jesus came to earth to live and teach but a few short years. Not to become King of Israel, or the whole world…not yet.  He came when he did to give it all up to save the souls of mankind.

Look at our broken world and tell me we can have hope all on our own. We are floundering. Until we humble ourselves and stop playing god, we will never get it…this life we were given.

 

“No one’s ever seen or heard anything like this, 

never so much as imagined

anything quite like it–

what God has arranged for those who love him.” 

1 Corinthians 2:9 Msg

 

Celebrate the life and death of our Lord Jesus Christ. Search for him. May you invite him into your life for the fullness of his love. He will never turn you away.

 

“Give me your lantern and compass, give me a map, so I can find my way to the

sacred mountain, to the place of your presence, to enter the place of worship, meet

my exuberant God, sing my thanks with a harp, magnificent God, my God.”

Ps. 43 Msg

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As We Bumble Along in Life…

Every morning you’ll hear me at it again.

Every morning I lay out the pieces of my life

On your altar

And watch for fire to descend.

Psalm 5 MSG

 

 

And here I am, your invited guest—

It’s incredible!

I enter your house; here I am,

Prostrate in your inner sanctum,

Waiting for directions

To get me safely through enemy lines.

–Psalm 5 MSG

 

 

But you, GOD, shield me on all sides;

You ground my feet, you lift my head high,

With all my might I shout up to GOD,

His answers thunder from the holy mountain.

Psalm 3 MSG

 

Could  I give thanks all day long if I tried hard enough? I have a pretty good life, living in America. But even here the clouds are gray at times, and downright tragic other days. We can’t give up hope as long as God gives grace to us…and He never stops.

I’m so thankful that when I blunder that there is no physical mark on me that says: stupid, inconsiderate, unfeeling, or prejudiced. Even so, my heart hurts to have it undone, taken back.

At church yesterday, I heard the word grace described as ‘God leaning‘ towards us. In turn we thank Him, and it is as if we are leaning back.

This week as we give thanks, let us lean towards others with love, kindness, and careful words.