Showing posts with label grace. Show all posts
Showing posts with label grace. Show all posts

Friday, December 7, 2018

Anger



We have to deal with anger at one time or another. I know I have. The following came from a time I wrestled with that awedul feeling.




        • Anger -- It swirls around in my head like electrons around the nucleus; 
          • fast, continuous, trying to escape.
        • Anger -- it wants to escape its containment, to wreak havoc on an unsuspecting crowd, 
          • to devour those who stand in its way.
        • Anger -- it pulsates and throbs like the pounding pain of a migraine.
        • Anger -- it lashes out at the innocent like a rabid dog gone mad 
        • Anger -- it consumes all that's around like a cancer 
          • eating at the rotten flesh of a living, yet dying carcass.
        • Anger -- it has little redeeming value for the human condition 
          • who knows not how to direct it towards righteousness.
        • Anger -- isolates
        • Anger -- consumes
        • Anger -- devours
        • Anger -- destroys
        • Anger -- should be left to God.

The scripture says to be angry without sin, that’s the catch isn’t it, without sin. The scripture also says that if we could bridle our tongue we could be perfect. Guess what, none of is perfect, therefore we cannot 100% hold our tongue or be angry without sin. Anger doesn’t leave room for grace and mercy, it just eats away at a person’s heart until bitterness takes control. It’s better to trust God with our anger and turn our energy toward loving others with the Love of Jesus. I’m just saying....

Thursday, November 29, 2018

Blind Eye and Half Deaf



He looked like he was going to snatch the purse of the woman in front of him. His pants hung half way down his hind end, a hoodie, not quite over his head, hid his eyes, and the studded chain said it all, thug. I want sure whether to step in now and stop the thief or wait for the crime and run him down (I was younger then). It happened fast, and if not for my keen wits, I would have missed the whole escaped.

“Excuse me mam, you dropped this,” and the grateful woman accepted with gratitude the wallet that had fallen out of her purse. 

I sat down a little sheepish, glad that I had not run into a situation I had no place to be. Do you understand? I saw what I wanted to see. My years of conditioning prepared me for this very moment. Everything that I should have expected from this young man was false. He wore clothing that made him feel a certain way, just like I wear motorcycle gear or a packers hat. I was his judge and I condemned him without knowing him. 

It happened again. Driving through New York, we picked up a tail. It was just like in the movies. Heading to the Statue of Liberty we were being followed. I didn’t say anything to the kids, but Rebecca and I kept a close eye on the car behind us. Sure enough, with each turn, they followed. Even driving into the packed parking lot they didn’t seem to care, we would be their next victim. I told Rebecca to stay in the van with the boys; I would face them alone.

Closing the door behind me, “Can I help you gentlemen?” The polite words tasted sour.
“The wheel fell off the tricycle. We just thought the children would be sad. So we stopped and picked it up.” Handing me the wheel they left without another word, and the guilt and shame was overwhelming.

Could these situations turned out differently? Sure, but too often we live lives with a blind eye and half deaf. If you are looking for something wrong you will find it. The opposit is true as well. If you are looking for something good you will find it. I’m not talking about the power of positive thinking, but I am sensing a need for the power of the Spirit filled life, where we look to see where God is working and rejoice with him. Are there negative things, situations where, if we let it, Satan will get a foothold? Yes. Walk out the door and you will run smack into his schemes. The scripture says he is a roaring lion looking to devour us. 

Choose another way, a better way, a more wonderful way, a narrow way that looks at life differently. “For the love of Christ controls us, because we have concluded this: that one has died for all, therefore all have died; and he died for all, that those who live might no longer live for themselves but for him who for their sake died and was raised. From now on, therefore, we regard no one according to the flesh. Even though we once regarded Christ according to the flesh, we regard him thus no longer.” 2 Cor. 5:14-17.

We are so quick to judge, so quick to condemn, and then we take the high moral ground and consider ourselves as achieving what our flesh is to weak to posses. Only Through Christ can it be ours. Then we are to have a ministry of reconciliation between man and God, and between people. The first seems easier than the second.

Christians don’t really want true reconciliation. What we want is to give lip service, say our piece and then move on. But true reconciliation is confessing, forgiving and the fellowshipping. It’s the last one we run from. It’s too painful, too uncomfortable, too hard to be with people who have hurt me. Yes, I forgive you, but I can’t live with you. Hog wash. If God did that hell would be filled with forgiven people. True reconciliation doesn’t run, it perseveres. True reconciliation doesn’t hide behind a moral high horse. True reconciliation is Spirit driven, Spirit empowered, and Christ centric. Is it easy? No, but then where would faith be? 

We will find what we are looking for. Tomorrow I will look to see where God is working, it might just be in me. I’m just saying....

Tuesday, November 6, 2018

Whispers, Lies, and Forgotten Rainbows


What is it about the human condition that wants to believe the worst in people? Experience, maybe. We trust people and they fail us, sometimes it is small, other times it is dramatic. We shut down, pull back and start to believe the whisper in our ear that reinforces the age old lie, “we (they) are not enough,” we (they) are not good enough.” If we are not careful the darkness overwhelms us and it’s cold becomes a way of  life. Listening to the radio this morning the first song up reminded me again that the only voices I can believe are, first and foremost, Jesus, then those who love Him with their whole hearts and seek His glory above all else. Enjoy.

I keep fighting voices in my mind that say I’m not enough
Every single lie that tells me I will never measure up
Am I more than just the sum of every high and every low?
Remind me once again just who I am, because I need to know (ooh oh)
You say I am loved when I can’t feel a thing


You say I am strong when I think I am weak
You say I am held when I am falling short
When I don’t belong, oh You say that I am Yours
And I believe (I), oh I believe (I)
What You say of me (I)
I believe
The only thing that matters now is everything You think of me
In You I find my worth, in You I find my identity, (ooh oh)
You say I am loved when I can’t feel a thing
You say I am strong when I think I am weak
And You say I am held when I am falling short
When I don’t belong, oh You say that I am Yours
And I believe (I), oh I believe (I)
What You say of me (I)
Oh, I believe
Taking all I have and now I'm laying it at Your feet
You have every failure God, and You'll have every victory, (ooh oh)
You say I am loved when I can’t feel a thing
You say I am strong when I think I am weak
You say I am held when I am falling short
When I don’t belong, oh You say that I am Yours
And I believe (I), oh I believe (I)
What You say of me (I)
I believe
Oh I believe (I), yes I believe (I)
What You say of me (I)
Oh I believe (oh)
I’m Just Saying....
Songwriters: Paul Mabury / Lauren Ashley Daigle / Jason Ingram
You Say lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC