God’s got a sense of humor, this much is evident. He wouldn’t have me where I am today without a little wry smile on that perfect face of his. And so, I begin once again my daily conversation with God.
First of all the format will change a bit. I’ll open up and ‘splain what I’m thankful for on that day and what I’m praying for…and then dive into the word. Savvy?
To begin today off correctly. I’m thankful God’s kept me alive. I’m thankful God’s reminding me that even with a brain short circuit (meaning stroke) he’s got a plan for me. That plan is as cloudy and foggy as it was previous to said incident but I’m still following God on this path. I refuse to give up on following God. I know him, I believe in him and I’m slowly finding pieces of my faith along the road.
Oddly enough I’m listening to Aerosmith’s “Living on the Edge” which can at times be a description of the Christian life. I wouldn’t say you’re living on the edge about to fall off but you’re walking along some mighty fine looking precipices. The beauty of it is that God’s right there with you at your side walking with you directing you where to go.
I’m reminded of the scene in “Indiana Jones and The Last Crusade” where he faces the three challenges. Through the keys buried within his faith (I won’t argue if Indy believes in God not…another blog post perhaps) and the clues he finds his way to the long lost knight protecting the Cup of Christ. Such is the precipice prance we engage in throughout life. If we give it to God he’ll keep us close and walk us through it, guiding us. If we refuse to allow it to be done his way…well you had sure as heck have that trusty whip ready to snag a tree before you fall to your doom.
Maybe I view God differently and perhaps it’s not the right view…but that’s the beauty of this blog. I type it up and think on it and maybe someone out there reads this and goes, “Well, *insert theological gobbly gook…” and than it all makes sense…or sorta.
Again…God’s got a sense of humor in all this because as Humans we are constantly (read: DAILY) rebelling against him with our nature (stupid Adam and Eve) and it is only through that close relationship with God that we can attempt to get ourselves back on that wonderful path towards our Father.
More talky here than you had anticipated. Onwards to James.
I’ve been mulling (marinating and percolating) over the big topic here about keeping the mouth-eth shut-eth for the last month or so and I’ve come to the conclusion that I’m not terribly comfortable admitting but figure I should.
I have a big mouth. Big. State of Texas big. I sometimes just say too much. Or just let things slip that are really pretty gosh darned el stupido. After I say it I am like, “Seriously? Did I just say that? That’s going to take some damage control”. And there are times when the damage can’t be fixed and takes time to heal.
I’ve decided I’ve got some work to do in this area. Truth is we all do. I can guaran-dang-tee everybody out there has done it. Again, beauty of humanity. We’ve all jacked up, crashed and burned. Badly. God offers that wonderful little forgiveness thing and power of His Son’s death on the cross to bring us back from the brink. The last line on this chapter is a stunning point that I’d like to make very bold here, “Religion that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress and to keep oneself from being polluted by the world.”
Are these the words that are in effect the meaning of Christianity? By no means (to borrowfrom one of the Bible’s rebukes)! This is just the beginning. The Bible is the foundation of the Faith that I follow. The next step in that is the real world application in my life and towards those around me. It is also in the one on one relationship that I share with God.
Needless to say I have a lotta work to do. A lot. But that’s the beauty of it.
Until tomorrow…
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