Have you ever been faced with an unquenchable desire to do something but had no idea what that something was? Is there anything that a middle-aged dad could possibly add to an ever growing state of confusion to provide order? How in the world do you take so many thoughts, so many ideas and put them into words that make sense? These are just a couple of the seemingly thousands of questions that float around in my head. I have joked about doing this for a long time, I saw my blog has been opened since 2008...wierd. Alot of the stuff you're going to see will be my personal thoughts, I may include someone else's every once in a while but they'll get credit. I don't see this world as me trying to best someone else or try to look smarter than the next person. We're all in this together.
I'm sitting at this computer, head filled with thoughts of where to go with this. Every once in a while I lean back, grab my head and rake my fingers over my once hair covered noggin.
This past weekend I was taught a lesson by a 15 year old. This young lady spoke with such authority and confidence. Her name was Jacqueline Pierre and it's amazing how God is already using her life. As she was speaking I kept going back to the same thought of why didn't I do more with what I have? This young lady is a third my age...literally. In June I'll be 45 years old, holy cow. Enough about that. I know she will never read this but I wanted to thank God for putting that little girl on stage. Her simple telling of how the scripture got to my hands, in a language I can read was very inspiring. She also showed a video that followed the path of God's word. Starting in Jerusalem and ending in England. We saw the streets Jesus walked, the temple where He turned over the tables, Galgotha and even the Garden tomb. He was actually there.
After Jacqueline was a man named Jeff Walling. Jeff reminded me that "In the beginning was 'The Word'", long emphasis with hands raised on "The Word". Taken from the book of John. I've used that scripture several times in my days for teaching moments, devotionals...I'm very familiar with it. What I found out was that I've never felt the meaning of that passage. I know God has always been. I know about the Trinity. What I finally heard and understood was I am holding in my hands the word... Not just any randomly chosen group of words but the God breathed, God inspired, God protected Word. This is Jesus' scrapbook, He is The Word. He is this Word. This book we all hold in our hands is Jesus thru words. And later on in verse 14 of chapter one Jeff reminded us that Jesus became flesh (rubbing right palm with left fingers). I took a look at my palm noticing the swooshing wrinkles that cross it. Jesus's hand was a different color as mine but it looked just like mine, and yours too.
I remember when I was younger the way we were taught the trinity. God is like a light, not just any light but a light so bright and intense that His mere presence or looking at Him will kill you. Take that light and wrap it in skin, you have Jesus. The Holy Spirit was the wierd one, this is how God works. It's like a vapor you cannot see, a thought you cannot think, a breath of air without form.
You know, sometimes we try to over do things. It seems like we try to outdo each other and create bigger and bigger and more complicated words to make us sound smarter than the next guy. I believe God intended His word to be accessable and understandable to the simplest of men. I feel the best way to lead someone to know Christ is to simply share what He's done for you. Get on board and share, what has God done in your life.
I don't know where this will go or if anyone will ever see it but I do know that if I do nothing then nothing will happen. I want to finish with this. Jesus tells us in Luke 19 that if we don't or won't cry out to Him then the rocks will. The rocks will cry out praises to my Lord and my Savior. I don't think I want to test that.
Peace...
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