What’s Your Prop?

‘Go and sell your many possessions
Give to the poor
Come and follow me.’
Nothing more said
The “rich young ruler”
Allowed to depart.
And Jesus ever the gentleman
No pushing or pleading
For a desired result.
The inhibiting prop
So very clear:
Love of acquisitions.
So what’s your prop? What’s mine?
Career?
Reputation?
Hobbies or distractions?
Popularity?
Intellectual restlessness?
Self-reliance?
Home improvement?
Leadership?
Church activity?
The baser lusts?
All idols obstructing
Free access to the greatest adventure.
Friend, what’s stoppingya?
Follow Him without complication
And find astounding loyalty
And joy.

 

With Salvation

I will clothe your priests

With Salvation

Not innovation

Or lifestyle

Or anecdotes

End time observation

Or summer vacation.

Yes, clothed with it

Reminiscent of it

Fragrant with it

And little else.

For there is the joy

Discovering plenteous redemption

Not earned

Not learned

But graciously laid out

For wearing and sharing.

New clothes, righteous.

In this shall saints

Loudly shout, laugh

And marvel.

Ever thankful.

Fueled for the Master

Purchased, begotten

And blessed.

Then doors of praise

And manifestation

And all the rest.

Psalm 132: 16

Sparrows’ Hope

 

The wind is whipping
Cold and drear
The shortest day
Is almost here
And with a muffled
Wrapping meet
I hit the snows
And hit the street
Some things to sort out
On my own
As this a fast year
Almost gone.
And frets and fears
Like chilling wind
Attempt my courage
To unwind.
What’s that a bush?
With berries red
Most freeze dried
Where the birds are led
They chirp and hop
And sing and sort
And whisper this
Their wise report:
‘We do what we
Were made to do
And trust a loving
God comes through
We fluff our stuff
And seize the warm
And have this day
Quite free from harm.’

Sense of Wonder

Lord we have steered them wrong

The children

Have given them the stars

The stories and commotion

But not adventure

That will last.

Not the thrill

Of each village

Awaiting arrival

Of peace, health and hope

Craning necks to see

The Carpenter’s approach

And setting free.

Not the thrill of assembly

Of the Galilean’s story

His calm and countenance

His promise and finished task.

Overloaded with information

They are

But scarcely growing

In wisdom or wonder.

And they will not thank us.

In the reckoning.

https://justhappeneduponthis.wordpress.com/2014/12/02/t-s-eliot-the-rock/

Sameness

It’s a wet snow day in Waterloo. Overcast. Slippery roads. Same old, same old.

And I can fool myself into believing that I know exactly how the day is going to unfold.

The other day a friend at work expressed to me the same frustration, the same lack of expectancy.

How to restore in this morning the sense of adventure?

Pray. Praise. Give thanks.

Watch jealously for the opportunity to enlighten someone else’s life. Believe in humble honesty that you posses the True Riches of Christ. Give them away.

At day’s end rehearse and rejoice. Feeling has little to do with it. Have you stepped up to the Agenda?  Are you a servant or are you a hobbyist?

Psalm 147

147 Praise ye the Lord: for it is good to sing praises unto our God; for it is pleasant; and praise is comely.

The Lord doth build up Jerusalem: he gathereth together the outcasts of Israel.

He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.

He telleth the number of the stars; he calleth them all by their names.

Great is our Lord, and of great power: his understanding is infinite.

The Lord lifteth up the meek: he casteth the wicked down to the ground.

Sing unto the Lord with thanksgiving; sing praise upon the harp unto our God:

Who covereth the heaven with clouds, who prepareth rain for the earth, who maketh grass to grow upon the mountains.

He giveth to the beast his food, and to the young ravens which cry.

10 He delighteth not in the strength of the horse: he taketh not pleasure in the legs of a man.

11 The Lord taketh pleasure in them that fear him, in those that hope in his mercy.

12 Praise the Lord, O Jerusalem; praise thy God, O Zion.

13 For he hath strengthened the bars of thy gates; he hath blessed thy children within thee.

14 He maketh peace in thy borders, and filleth thee with the finest of the wheat.

15 He sendeth forth his commandment upon earth: his word runneth very swiftly.

16 He giveth snow like wool: he scattereth the hoarfrost like ashes.

17 He casteth forth his ice like morsels: who can stand before his cold?

18 He sendeth out his word, and melteth them: he causeth his wind to blow, and the waters flow.

19 He sheweth his word unto Jacob, his statutes and his judgments unto Israel.

20 He hath not dealt so with any nation: and as for his judgments, they have not known them. Praise ye the Lord.

Is This Too Broad? Really?

“What saves us is Jesus, and the way we lay hold of that salvation is faith. And faith is something…I shall resolutely refuse to let mean anything other than trusting Jesus. It simply means saying yes to him rather than no. It is, at its root, a mere ‘uh-huh’ to him personally. It does not involve any particular theological structure or formulation; it does not entail any particular degree of emotional fervor; and above all, it does not depend on any specific repertoire of good works physical or moral. It’s just “Yes, Jesus, till we die—just letting the power of the resurrection do, in our deaths, what it has already done in his.”
~ Robert Farrar Capon, Kingdom, Grace, Judgment: Paradox, Outrage and Vindication in the Parables of Jesus, pps. 24-25;

“What saves us is Jesus, and the way we lay hold of that salvation is faith. And faith is something…I shall resolutely refuse to let mean anything other than trusting Jesus. It simply means saying yes to him rather than no. It is, at its root, a mere ‘uh-huh’ to him personally. It does not involve any particular theological structure or formulation; it does not entail any particular degree of emotional fervor; and above all, it does not depend on any specific repertoire of good works physical or moral. It’s just “Yes, Jesus, till we die—just letting the power of the resurrection do, in our deaths, what it has already done in his.”  ~ Robert Farrar Capon, Kingdom, Grace, Judgment: Paradox, Outrage and Vindication in the Parables of Jesus, pps. 24-25;

As the fences come down…

At 7:30 am this morning, reconnected with an old friend face to face for the first time in nearly five years. It was a wonderful 2 and a half hours spent together reconnecting and fellowshipping. I really missed the relationship. Nice to be able to restart and see the grace of God in our lives and the healing that has come, even through conflict, adversity, health battles, and faith and church struggles. I am thankful for Doug Blair and Hilary today. Thank you Lord Jesus for your healing grace.

(all of this article posted on Facebook by friend Sam Buick)