Thursday, April 17, 2014

Good Friday


During the Passion Week, I am reminded of God’s love for us demonstrated through the sacrifice of Christ.  The price paid and the pain demonstrated through the flogging, crown of thorns, tortuous walk, and nailing to the cross is often overlooked.  We tend to white wash the excruciating ordeal since it makes us uncomfortable.  We would rather focus on Sunday morning and not Friday morning and afternoon.  The ordeal that Christ endured is a true example of love and obedience.  It is for this reason that Christ came into the world.  He was born to die.  Not just any death, but through the hands of the best executioners.  The Romans excelled at causing pain in hopes of deterring others from causing havoc and chaos to the Roman Empire.  Crucifixion was just one means of showing the public not to mess with them.  However, God used it to model grace, love, forgiveness, and compassion.

How often does God take our mess and make it beautiful?  How often does God overlook our rags and exchange them for His garments?  I am humbled that God would take this country boy, who slaughters the Kings English, and make me into a servant.  I am honored that each day I serve the sheep of His pasture.  All because of Calvary.  All because of His love poured out to a thirsty ground to satisfy the demands of the law.  Not because of me, but in spite of me, God demonstrated His love in Christ dying for the ungodly.  Christ died for the very ones causing pain.  That is love in the purest form.  That is Christ. May we all embrace God’s mercy and compassion, and share it with others.

Wednesday, January 22, 2014

Memory makers

I know that it has been a while since I have maintained a systematic entry, but I have written countless times in mind.  There was a small computer glitch, and then I eased into a pattern of NOT writing, so now I am trying to ease back into a pattern of faithfully writing random thoughts.  Recently, there have been numerous events that have rekindled memories that have brought smiles to my face.




Seeing boys and girls from our preschool is always a delight no matter where I see them.  It is such a joy to see those smiles and hear their stories of where they are now, and what they are doing.  Hearing from friends that have crossed our paths years ago, and seeing what God is doing in their lives.  Listening to my wife and daughter make memories and new traditions from birthdays, Christmas, school, and other holidays. 




I love to laugh.  I also love to hear laughter.  Since I inherited it mostly from my mom (dad did too), I feel the need to share it with others.  So when I hear a laugh, or help bring laughter into someone's life, I am pleased that I am helping pass along a grand tradition from mom and her family.  Yes, laughter is contagious and it should be since God has given us this great emotion to use and share.