... reaching for the Son

I use to believe in a God who smiled occasionally, when I did something that made Him happy. Now I know a God who beams over me day and night, every second of my existence.






Thursday, April 22, 2010

I'm done...

I've had enough... living for my own, I'm ready to love.

So you know those movies or books were in the end there is a great Dragon to slay that has been terrorizing all the people? Every one is under ground shaking with fear while the hero is bound to kill the beast. He knows he can't stay in safety and kill the dragon so he chooses to lay down his safety to deliver justice to his people. There is always a moment where the dragon is coming and the hero must really decide if he is going to "play it safe" and hope it's enough or if he is going to kiss his life good bye and do the only thing that will really bring that monster down. All the good heros chose the latter.

So I've had enough of living in cages... I've grown up with people who try to tell me that living in the cages is more biblical. That it is ok to box our selves in and "be safe". What? Do any of you really think that by worrying you can add one more day to your life? I did not see Jesus living in a cage, I saw him loving. I saw him slaying that dragon laying down his life! Do you not know that if you love him you will keep his commandments? "oh" you say "But I do! I have raised my children in the way they should go! They know all about constitutional law, can play any instrument under the sun. I've taught my sons and daughters to dress modestly. My girls don't want to work out side the home they want to be wives and mothers. My boys want to run their own business. They know the Bible and can defend their faith. Our family dresses in fine clothing and set an example for the believers in word and deed."

Those aren't the commandments I remember my Lord speaking. "And you shall love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind and with all your strength. The second is this You shall love your neighbor as yourself. There is no other commandment greater than these." Mark 12:30-31

We do not know love, and do not follow our king because we like our cages. Our cages that we have painted like the out side world so that we can feel like we are really living. We for sure do not follow our King because he is up there slaying dragons and we might get hurt. Neither do we love our neighbor because he has blue hair and smells of pot and alcohol. We do not care for the widow and orphan because they are never seen around our cages. We do not give a cup of cold water because we might get dirty, if we step out of our safe zone. We shove a few dollars out the crack to ease our conscience but we do not really know love. Oh I'm sure your children could recite every verse on love to me but they do not know love. They sit pale and stagnant on their keys in their cages, while love is slaying dragons. Their eyes are void.

Do you know the Dragons that need slaying? Have you seen them? I have. I've seen poverty cruel jokes on the weak. I've seen oppressions lust for blood. One dragon I know you know is fear because other wise you would not have built your cages. Hate is a slithery one but I think you have met him because the gay man at your work feels rejected. There are sooo many more dragons to slay and I'm going to die any way. I'm not going to waist the last few days of my life "safe in a cage" I'm going to follow my King. I'm leaving behind health and safety for dirt, injury and yes I'll be killed, but I will know love. Love that is...

"... patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never ends." 1 Corinthians 13:4-8

We are going to die anyway. Let's not hold on to comfort and safety in vain, let us lay our lives down and go slay those dragons that need killing.

1 comment:

Grace McHugh said...

Wonderful and painfully convicting.