Tuesday, August 23, 2016
Sunday, August 14, 2016
Then I realized where I was wrong.
Jesus has already walked the path and gained eternal salvation and happiness. We are somewhere far away struggling, perhaps heading in the wrong direction. Wherever we are, no matter how far, if we will call, Jesus will come. Away from His place of rest and comfort into the wilderness and storms. When He reaches us, He will hold out His hand in invitation. He will not grab us and pull us, He will give us His hand to take. When we are holding His hand, He will hold on tightly enough to help us when we stumble, but gently and loosely enough that if we pull away, we are free to go. If we do take our hand from His, He will invite. He will look at us with love and sorrow. He will speak, often so softly we have to really want to hear. But He will not restrain us. If we decide the path He is leading on is too hard and turn to follow another, He will not follow. He will call. He will wait. But He will not walk with us down the wrong path. When we realize our foolishness and yearn to be with Him again, we may try to retrace our steps but find the way too hard. What looked like a gentle easy path becomes difficult and impassable on the way back. If we will call Him, He will come. Again. And again. Every time. Somehow with Him, we can climb back up. Slowly, painfully. He will coach, He will guide, He will give us a boost, but He will not transport us. We must make each step. We must want to make it. We must trust His love, wisdom and guidance. And He will walk with us. He will help carry our burden. He will put His arms around us. He whisper words of encouragement. And with His help we will climb the highest mountains and gain the grandest views. Jesus, Savior, Walk With Me!
As we were out running errands, my phone rang. Andrew took the call. A man announced he was from Publishers Clearing House and we had won a prize. There was some difficulty understanding each other, but eventually we ascertained that he wanted us to meet him at Walmart. I said , "No, thank you" He mumbled something that sounded slightly rude and the call (from Jamaica, btw) was ended. Sigh. Threw away our big chance at financial independence.