I'm pullin into my parking spot in my apartment. I have roughly 35 mins to do bout 40 mins worth of stuff before my doctors appointment & then I see 'em. Two white, late teens, sportin a white shirt, black pants, tie & a name badge. I was hopin that they were far enough away to not get to me in time, but I hear, "How are you doin today?"
(aside) Mormons make my blood boil. Its that feeling you get when you see a rat run across your floor. How dare you come on my turf! I just really, really hate how they claim the Jesus I claim, yet that Jesus looks really different than the one you find in the scriptures. All that to say, I basically come just short of hating Mormons in my worst & in my best, barely loving them. (Definitely not an attitude that "the Jesus I claim" would have)
I say "Fine", very curtly. Head down, plowin ahead, ready to get stuff done. But then, I remembered a sermon i was literally just listening to in the car. It was a sermon bout social justice from Tim Keller. He brought up the story of the good Samaritan that Jesus tells the lawyer. Then the Holy Spirit piped in & was like who the hell are you? What did you do to become a child of God? How long did you hang on the Cross? Exactly how did you accomplish salvation for yourself? Oh, thats right, you didn't do that, Jesus did! Did Jesus do that because you're so great? Don't be stupid! Actually, Jesus did that for you when you were an enemy to Him, practicing & advocating the things that make His blood boil. I was like, my bad. I'll just let you stay in charge of salvation & judging the world & I'll obey you, through the power of your Spirit by loving my neighbor. It was pretty cool to see God do all that in me, it was like he took me through a 40 min sermon in 2 seconds.
So I changed my tune, and said "hey guys, why don't we go into the a/c & get ya cold drink & chat." We chatted for bout an hour, talked bout Jesus & life & they were on their way.
Not really all that grand of a gesture, but my heart sure had changed. After they left I thanked God for working that change in me. I thanked God for redeeming me & saving me & for the fact that He is so crazy sovereign & powerful that I cannot add or take away from his work.
Life can be really fun when the Gospel sinks in at real time speed!
Blogging again. Feels good. Hope to be a little more consistent, I think I need the outlet right now. So, here goes nothing...
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I feel like a crackhead sometimes
Creativity pierces skin & explodes
Inspiration rides me into the night
Beauty distracting, tweeking & refocusing me on
WHAT
Itching, scratching, longing, finding
WHAT
I hear this music and it, it ignites me
I can't really describe it...
A first embrace without insecurities
Juicy, ripe pears, no mess
Four Peaks with the fellas, carb less
Number 11 streaking up the field, AS the clock runs out
See, the only way to describe it is to withdraw the substance from life that supplies it
There's gotta be a part of Alanis that's thankful to Uncle Joey
TLC would have sticked to the rivers & lakes they were used to
Thom Yorke couldn't have validated millions of awkward adolescent creeps
But it's not just the lows... it the awesome & awe inspiring too
Earth, Wind & Fire in September & Summer Lovin, happenin so fast for Danny & Sandy
It's Bono's YEEEEEAAAAHH & Idol's Rebel Yell
Its a cold & its a broken hallelujah... and all the other hidden mysteries that life gives us to feel something... anything... everything.
Door busted in
Cold shower overtaking
Grip, slow released
BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPP