For the lost and unsaved.
We’re crying for them come back home.
We’re crying for them come back home."
The world accepts us when we’re at our best. It does so when we’re good enough.
God accepts us when we’re at our worst. He does so when He knows we’re not good enough."
I read a book in middle school called Slake’s Limbo. It wasn’t that great of a book, but one concept of it really stands out to me because I like observing interpersonal interactions. Slake is a homeless boy who collects discarded newspapers, and sells them to earn a living. Some of his customers become regulars, some people are one-time customers. His conversations with these people are either personal and deep, or brief and surface level. It varies.
Each person lives in his/her own bubble. People come into that bubble and become part of that bubble, that microcosm, that world. Some stay for a long time before leaving, some enter and leave immediately, but very few stay forever, especially for Slake.
It is a dark and lonely world for Slake. The way I imagine it is, the more and more people enter Slake’s bubble, the more colorful and vivid his world becomes, but as people begin to leave, the picture loses color and turns to black and white.
I don’t think I’m lonely. Maybe at some point in my life, I will be but now I am fine. However, I admit there is a certain aspect of life that only other people can bring. And I also think that one of the saddest things in life is people entering your bubble and leaving. A recent death of someone I look up to as well as a series of unfortunate events for another friend got me thinking about this again. I want these things back, but those ships have sailed. Those doors have closed. These beloved are now out of my sphere.
But Lord, where You send me, I will go. I will not put my hand on the plow and look back. I will not go bury the dead…
First Large Group of the year was yesterday. Gordon introduced a concept that I am familiar with, but until then, wasn’t pieced together quite as perfectly. We’ve all heard that Christ died in our place.
But what if the concept went full circle?
Our sin and wickedness runs deep through our veins. All that gets transferred to Christ, on the cross. Imagine a big arrow going from us to the cross. Then Christ, who was the only person in history to be sinless, has his righteousness transferred to us. Imagine a big arrow from the cross to us.
Thus we end up with ye olde switcheroo.
Me: There will be no meat in heaven but I guess it’s ok because we’ll be eatin’ some of that divine vegetable goodness blessed by God’s magic.
Amos: Hmmmm I want some of that Eden spinach yeaaaa."
It’s starting to hit me that this semester will be a challenging one. I would much rather spend all day singing God’s praises, reading my Bible and some C.S. Lewis. To some people, the seraphim shouting “Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord God Almighty” 24/7, all day err day might seem a bit overwhelming, but I would much rather spend my days doing that than this full-time student looking for a job crud.