Wrath Not An Option

I’ve discovered over time that wrath isn’t really an option for humans. It comes back on us! Evil simply begets more evil. I like many people have suffered many things. Life was never promised to be perfect (even though it seems more perfect for some than others). There is a fine line between walking in faith and doubting in faith which is easily crossed by our actions. It’s not easy to regain the part of ourselves that gets lost in acts of vengeance. We are not created to be at odds with one another. Let God’s reprisal be our defender, but let us also be careful that we not become among the offenders, for who among the imperfect can raise a hand against God? Our arms are too short and our trespasses too long.

Lent Day 16

Questioning God

What have you to do with me..? Mark 5:1-20 Should I just eat the candy this one time or can I be strong enough to sacrifice one moment of pleasure in order to lose weight? Every now and then we all struggle with our conscious. From craving sweets to fighting peer pressure or battling serious addictions, a struggling conscious can be tormenting. When Jesus is confronted by a man with an “unclean spirit”, he pleads with Jesus not to torment him. Christ already knows that this man has suffered and struggled with himself and his community long enough. Jesus is not interested in tormenting him any further. Christ’s ministry is about healing. I think the fact that we are struggling is an indication that the Holy Spirit within us is striving to be at the forefront of our lives. Once we realize that our arms are simply too short to put up a fight, we can begin to allow the Holy Spirit within to take precedence and do what it does best; bring us to healing.

Child Please!

Are you the one to build me a house to live in?” This scripture from 2 Samuel reminds me of the times when I believed myself to be grown enough to tell my own parents what I could do for them. Of course they didn’t need me, but somehow it seemed important for me to let them know that I had in fact “arrived”, even though aside from my education I really had not accomplished very much.  I had not saved any money. I did not buy most of my own clothes. I did not own a house or a car nor did I live on my own. Everything I had, the conveniences that I enjoyed up to that point were provided by my parents who I am sure loved me quite dearly, and yet probably thinking I had simply lost my mind, a momentary lapse in understanding graciousness and the reality of my true status and place in life. It was an event that was met with my mother’s usual snide response of “child please!”, and she was quick to remind me that I although had everything, I had earned nothing. So too, as children and inheritors of God’s grace we have everything; and as recipients of God’s mercy we’ve earned nothing. Who are we to say what we can do for God? In times like these it’s always a good thing to heed Paul’s warning in his letter to the Romans, that we ought not think of our selves more highly than we ought to think (Romans 12:3)! Unfortunately, it was a warning I failed to heed on several occasions.

2 Samuel 7:1-14a Now when the king was settled in his house, and the Lord had given him rest from all his enemies around him, the king said to the prophet Nathan, “See now, I am living in a house of cedar, but the ark of God stays in a tent.”