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[Sunday, September 16]
Taking the train [as posted on FB]
I don't belong here.
But while i am, i am more than content.
I am going somewhere. At first i figured, and i still might say, i don't know where i'm going. But ultimately, inevitably, i am going home.
How to describe it?.. On my way there, i take the train.. I know where i'm going to end up- if i stay on the right train. Through the smooth and through the bustling, i don't headphone and i don't close my eyes. I listen and watch. I look out the window at every station and appreciate its architecture and the faces standing by. I may not know what's to happen at the next one, but i wait on it. And at every station people walk out, and new ones walk in, each with a new story. I exchange with a few, but learn from them all. At one point, hoping to leave something of me around my seating area, i will step off, joyful to have arrived at my destination.
On my way there, i am to be someone. However, i am not to impose my own mindset. I'm to deny myself, since it is already dead, and reflect who i am anew in Christ. His radiance will only be dimmed should i choose Not to share Him.
I cannot be "someone" alone. Reaching out in kindness calls for being present, and in the presence of His creation... to carry those who are broken to the Giver in prayer, to point those who feel lost to the Glorious Light, to plead with the Saviour on behalf of the fallen, to pass on the boundless Love to those who have forgotten.
You need to be fearless. To perform upon God's calling without a fraction of doubt. Doubt? That the Holy Spirit is not enough to guide in wisdom and truth? Possessing this fearlessness allows for a greater peace, a surreal calm, a passionate burning.
Eyes that dare Satan to challenge you- and consequently, challenge the All-Mighty.
It was in junior camp. The five year olds sat cross-legged, willing, eager to know the story today. Junior camp means whiteboard. Beautiful large whiteboard. I uncapped the pen and began to read and draw.. First, a small, young David. On the other side of the valley, a huge, armoured Goliath. With a beard. As i voiced the act, i saw the image of 'fearlessness' and paused in realization. The verse reads: "As the Philistine moved closer to attack him, David ran quickly toward the battle line to meet him." (1 Sam. 17:48) Now it may be a strategy, or to build kinetic/potential energy for the stone, but still, to run -fast- to meet with death and/or great pain, is... ...This confidence. This undoubting confidence in God
to know ten thousand will fall.
to go and restore the glory back into his name where it's not seen as defining who He is.
to be willing to suffer a loss and ache for another.
to be aware of and still give up the risk of losing value in the world- the same entity of a world the first disciples of Christ abandoned to follow him. They put on sandals, and went. What difference is there now? The world is still the world, and God is Still the merciful God He was. Put on crocs, and Go.
It's not easy. To be a fool for Christ. To be a soldier against physical masses. To withstand rejection and abandonment for choosing to dedicate yourself back to Christ. It's not trivial pursuit. It cannot be. More attacks beget greater strength (and dexterity), developing a deeper confidence & a surefire 1Up. Rough times mean to be in situations that allows for a chance to validate God's presence, and to hold it tight as proof, once pulled out of the canyon and found
on a peak, clear sight for miles..(Romans 5:3,4) Everyone will go through something. The Difference is that i, personally, can joyously surrender. Give it up. My past is sunk. Celebration. Hope. Rest. How Generous...
Now it is given to us: Christ willingly took our running a red light ticket, and went to court. Purest of blamelessness, judged on behalf of every ticketed. He chose to save. I choose to be saved.
I can stand, and look Death square in the eye, and without a shudder tell it:
You have no authority over me. Because i belong to Christ who wrestled with you and defeated you out of his love for me.
What joy! Death is for sure- but "to die is gain"! (Philippians 1:21)
Victory is guaranteed.
But tomorrow is not.
And so... be present, make progress, entertain the angels.
But while i am, i am more than content.
I am going somewhere. At first i figured, and i still might say, i don't know where i'm going. But ultimately, inevitably, i am going home.
How to describe it?.. On my way there, i take the train.. I know where i'm going to end up- if i stay on the right train. Through the smooth and through the bustling, i don't headphone and i don't close my eyes. I listen and watch. I look out the window at every station and appreciate its architecture and the faces standing by. I may not know what's to happen at the next one, but i wait on it. And at every station people walk out, and new ones walk in, each with a new story. I exchange with a few, but learn from them all. At one point, hoping to leave something of me around my seating area, i will step off, joyful to have arrived at my destination.
On my way there, i am to be someone. However, i am not to impose my own mindset. I'm to deny myself, since it is already dead, and reflect who i am anew in Christ. His radiance will only be dimmed should i choose Not to share Him.
I cannot be "someone" alone. Reaching out in kindness calls for being present, and in the presence of His creation... to carry those who are broken to the Giver in prayer, to point those who feel lost to the Glorious Light, to plead with the Saviour on behalf of the fallen, to pass on the boundless Love to those who have forgotten.
You need to be fearless. To perform upon God's calling without a fraction of doubt. Doubt? That the Holy Spirit is not enough to guide in wisdom and truth? Possessing this fearlessness allows for a greater peace, a surreal calm, a passionate burning.
Eyes that dare Satan to challenge you- and consequently, challenge the All-Mighty.
It was in junior camp. The five year olds sat cross-legged, willing, eager to know the story today. Junior camp means whiteboard. Beautiful large whiteboard. I uncapped the pen and began to read and draw.. First, a small, young David. On the other side of the valley, a huge, armoured Goliath. With a beard. As i voiced the act, i saw the image of 'fearlessness' and paused in realization. The verse reads: "As the Philistine moved closer to attack him, David ran quickly toward the battle line to meet him." (1 Sam. 17:48) Now it may be a strategy, or to build kinetic/potential energy for the stone, but still, to run -fast- to meet with death and/or great pain, is... ...This confidence. This undoubting confidence in God
to know ten thousand will fall.
to go and restore the glory back into his name where it's not seen as defining who He is.
to be willing to suffer a loss and ache for another.
to be aware of and still give up the risk of losing value in the world- the same entity of a world the first disciples of Christ abandoned to follow him. They put on sandals, and went. What difference is there now? The world is still the world, and God is Still the merciful God He was. Put on crocs, and Go.
It's not easy. To be a fool for Christ. To be a soldier against physical masses. To withstand rejection and abandonment for choosing to dedicate yourself back to Christ. It's not trivial pursuit. It cannot be. More attacks beget greater strength (and dexterity), developing a deeper confidence & a surefire 1Up. Rough times mean to be in situations that allows for a chance to validate God's presence, and to hold it tight as proof, once pulled out of the canyon and found
on a peak, clear sight for miles..(Romans 5:3,4) Everyone will go through something. The Difference is that i, personally, can joyously surrender. Give it up. My past is sunk. Celebration. Hope. Rest. How Generous...
Now it is given to us: Christ willingly took our running a red light ticket, and went to court. Purest of blamelessness, judged on behalf of every ticketed. He chose to save. I choose to be saved.
I can stand, and look Death square in the eye, and without a shudder tell it:
You have no authority over me. Because i belong to Christ who wrestled with you and defeated you out of his love for me.
What joy! Death is for sure- but "to die is gain"! (Philippians 1:21)
Victory is guaranteed.
But tomorrow is not.
And so... be present, make progress, entertain the angels.
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