Commemoration Week 2016 <3 Friday
Driving along in a rental car, I am listening to a beautiful song.
I think I recognize the artist but can’t think of her name so I glance at the dashboard display and am met with digital green numbers of the radio station, temperature and time only.
I have access to satellite radio in my car at home, thanks to a generous husband.
So not only do I have continuous coverage of stations anywhere I drive, I also have the name of the artist and song title on display with each new selection.
I find myself irritated as I search through my memory for the the name of the girl singing.
And I let her words exhorting me to “come alive” fall on dead, dry soil.
I cry that I live in a culture that has marginalized God at best and is at war against him at worst…
yet I am so inundated and immersed with email devotions and beautiful Scripture posts throughout the day that I have not time to open the dog-eared pages of my own Bible and read His Word to me.
Entrapped by apps and clever catch phrases that attempt to make Christianity hip and cool and enticing…
I have been lulled away from the passion…
the PASSION …
of Christ..
and on the night He was betrayed...
He was stricken for our transgressions…
He had no form or majesty that we should look at Him, and no beauty that we should desire Him…
If the world hates you, keep in mind….they hated Me first…
Maybe…just maybe…the ungodly culture that I rail against as it comes like a flood and threatens to sweep us all away…
has been allowed by God because He has grown weary of His own spoiled children…
who are more interested in who the artist is…
then praising Him who formed the artist.
Maybe I need to be reminded to worship the CREATOR instead of the creation.
He was despised and rejected by men, a Man of sorrow and pains and acquainted with grief; and like one from whom men hide their faces He was despised and we did not appreciate His worth or esteem Him.
But in fact He has borne our griefs, and He has carried our sorrows and pains; yet we ignorantly assumed that He was stricken, struck down by God and degraded and humiliated by Him.
But He was wounded for our transgressions, He was crushed for our wickedness {our sin, our injustice, our wrong-doing}; the punishment {required} for our well-being fell on Him, and by His wounds we are healed. <3 Isaiah 53: 3-6
Let us be the people of the Cross…the people who remember and do not forget <3
Yes, Laura. When we seek the giver and not the gift our true motives are revealed. Just to be with Jesus is everything. He gives in abundance, not just because we ask for our needs to be met but because that’s how a father shows his great love for his children. There is so much noise in our world and culture, way too many distractions that clamor for our attention. We must be wise in how we choose to spend the precious time that has been allotted to us. It saddens me to watch people spend countless hours in activities that have no eternal value. The enemy is in full attack mode and I see people oblivious to what is happening. The next new gadget, game, activity, or clothing fad seems to attract people as quickly as a moth is drawn to a light. And for what? I can think of few things sadder than the realization people might come to at the end of their lives that jobs, hobbies, sports activities, and the like truly weren’t important. And then to regret that they didn’t place the highest value on relationships with loved ones. The saddest thing in this life is to come to the end of it and learn that the best possible life that God had intended for one to live was never experienced because He was disregarded. And then the eternal reward will be lost. I must keep this ever in the forefront of my mind as an ambassador of Christ; too many around me can’t hear God’s voice. Yes, let us be people of the cross who draw others to Jesus. God bless us and our country too.
So very true. It breaks the heart and makes me understand the role of prophet in the Old Testament – how they were compelled to cry out to the people and how little respect and response they received. But they were obedient and the Lord counted their blood precious <3 Bless you Susan as you continue to lean into Him and pour out what you have received on others ... I am a grateful recipient <3
True, my soldier!
Bless you soldier <3
Penned under the influence of the Holy Spirit! Thank ewe dear scribe…..so needed to remember this on this very day!!!!!
Thank you – bless you dear sister <3