Crucifying Christianity

….hiding behind the words they read and living by the rules that are only applicable to suit themselves.

Crucifying Christianity


Webster’s Dictionary definition states that Christianity is a practice of a religion, a belief, dating back to Nazareth. Talk about crucifying Christianity!! Now, I know I may not be the brightest light in the midnight sky, but I beg to differ with this description. I’ve practiced a lot of things but I never saw attending church as a practice. Practice isn’t a commitment! Doctors practice medicine, athletes practice their sport. And as far as their definition of it being a belief? OK, maybe that’s where our generations differ. Christianity, in my opinion, is about being and living Christlike—hence, the first part of the adjective.

Christianity, I’d like to believe, is a way of life–waking in the morning and asking God to bless your day; or praying to our heavenly father to forgive those who trespass against us, as we go to sleep. Do you practice, at our age, what we should have mastered by now–praying? Right or wrong, it’s a way of life for Christians.

I wander in my thoughts….

Some can recite bible scripture backwards, but does that make them a better Christian or more Christlike? Or is it those that wake in the morning to give of themselves, showing respect and honoring others, and living by the commandments that have been passed down? Christianity – is that when someone forces you out of your driving lane, or is it using some choice words to say how grateful you aren’t for their stupidity? NO! That’s crucifying the meaning behind Christianity!

The words, “I’ll pray for you”, does that pertain to practicing? Helping you on with your coat or holding a door…. maybe. But that’s being courteous and isn’t that what Christ would want? Christ could care less if you’re a Baptist, Catholic, or Presbyterian and those who follow His footsteps should know better than that! You treat everyone equally because it’s a way of LIFE–a life that brings you to God in the end. As Christians, we should respect all born into God’s kingdom!

 

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Ah…and now for the Christian hypocrites – those who could care less how they drive others out of their lane, while they read the Bible over breakfast! Their swords wave as they swear. Their hearts are less than the brains God gave them (though they don’t consider that as an option). So many–hiding behind the words they read and living by the rules that are only applicable to suit themselves. Perhaps they are the people that Webster’s definition refers to when we speak of Christianity – practicing a religion!

Combatting hypocrisy was a passion for Jesus. In fact, much of Matthew 23 is dedicated to this topic:

“‘Woe to you, teachers of the law and Pharisees, you hypocrites! You are like whitewashed tombs, which look beautiful on the outside but on the inside are full of the bones of the dead and everything unclean. In the same way, on the outside you appear to people as righteous but on the inside you are full of hypocrisy and wickedness.’”

According to God’s wishes, we as Christians, must make it our duty to enlighten hypocrites of their wrongdoings. Be vulnerable, honest, and authentic with these unbelievers. Let them acknowledge their sins so they may share in the freedom of God’s forgiveness. Jesus encourages us to make disciples, not just “save” people, so let’s pitch in to help the hypocrites who are crucifying Christianity!

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So, tomorrow when you wake, will you read your bible over breakfast, or scalp the neighbor that lives next door to you? Will you scream at the kids when it’s really your fault? Will your spouse get a hug and kiss goodbye as you go out the door and into your car?

Now tell me…. what part of practicing a belief is Christianity in your everyday walk of life? Are you, too, crucifying Christianity by knowing the Word yet living by your own demeanor? Or are you trying to do a better job of being the best you can be to others? If you’re only attempting to try, then maybe you are practicing after all!

God Cries With Us

God will help us all to try to recover from this history…..


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I listen to the rain as it dances on my rooftop…. and God cries with us.

 

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But now I see…. God cries with us.

 

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Reverently our hearts are one. Harmonizing our battle cry we will never salute those who sit and do nothing….as God cries with us.

 

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We must unite….as our God cries with us.

 

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Knowing times like these…. even God cries with us.

 


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Stuck In The Cold

….and Biblical Metaphors

Metaphors are interesting and examples are too numerous. Love, sometimes, is like a revolving door. Today, I have to share life’s irony.

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Now old and lost too, I remember as a 12 year old boy, watching Mr. Washburn pull his sunken sailboat out of the slushy ice waters of the Severn River. An early March, in gale force winds, I stood on the dock and watched some men wade out to rescue his boat. They dragged it to the beach on its side. Finally righting it, they set the bow upon the trailer.

But just then, Mr. Washburn’s unattended auto came out of park and drifted into the river. Everyone’s attention became focused on getting the partially submerged 1940 Flying Cloud, out of the salty, icy waters; a dark blue convertible, nonetheless, with a white top and camel interior. Dear old, Mr. Washburn! Frozen and stuck in the cold, that which he held so close was now submerged. His pride and joys that he so loved, demolished by nature’s wrath.

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I, too young to be of any help, stood in reverent horror. But little did I realize that fifty years later, a metaphor so appropriate would glisten in my memory, but it does. God in control of a life in shambles, I watched another as their life was “stuck in the cold”. I never thought it would have such meaning in my life today!

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Are there metaphors that you, too, can associate with in your life today?  Please share….

 


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Being Blessed

Showered with love from God above, I feel now what I’ve never defined.

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So, I sit by the window… it’s open a bit. I listen to the rain as the gorgeous afternoon has turned to showers. Deep in thought, I think about love…. reminded by the sound of rain as it pitter patters on the metal roof. Drawn to the sound like the oceans surf, I listen to the rhythm, as rain calms the fragile spirit. My God! I have finally found the fearless fragments they call love. Yes, I’ve heard the term in numerous terminologies as well as displayed in different sequences of events, but, nothing, sounds like love as it does when God waters his flowers. So, I sit and enjoy the effervescence.

Saying, ” I Do”, one time too many, makes me realize the face value of the thing called “love”. Buying my way, inflation has crippled and living in mere existence becomes a chore. But, as though God has reigned over me, about to give up, and saving my serenity with a stroke of His awesome power, I feel the sprinkles as it begins to rain. My heart fills like a rain gauge on the porch railing. Again, in the eleventh hour, neither of us would ever expect.

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Knowing God has delivered me and is using me to prove a point, I never thought in my wildest imagination that one week – thirty odd years ago – would be reincarnated. Showered with love from God above, I feel now what I’ve never defined.

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Lightning strikes and the lights go out. I’m moving away from the opened window. Curious, though, God has spoken. I listen to his message.

It’s night now and the day is a memory full of adventure and meaningful moments. Love, the art of giving, I yawn and listen to the rain, as God waters his flowers. I thank Him for what he has sent me. As for me, my rain gauge spilleth over. Exuberance reigns like a thunder shower for only God knows what we need. Feeling so blessed!

 


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Prey

….it’s waiting to score its first kill of the day.


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In the seemingly quiet, I listen to nature. I wait on the first crow and other creatures to come alive. It’s still dark and a calm has settled over my world. Out of the blue a dog across the way barks; the air conditioner’s fan kicks on. Waiting on dawn just doesn’t seem to have the same effect. The maples turn, early signs of fall, and a flock of geese get ready for their journey. I love to watch nature’s instincts, especially vultures circling high above, looking for prey. God shines light for them to hunt.

Closer tPreyo home, I’m inundated with the nuisances of wildlife. The neighborhood is quiet and tranquil. Lingering like Satan himself, a pesky darn cat dressed in black never sleeps in the night; looking for its first prey, my naked eye barely sees his corralling like a cougar. At first glance, things seem normal in the morning. God grants me another anointed day of life.

On my back porch though, the flower box tells a different story. Broken stems reveal where he (or it) had bedded down; keeping a watchful eye on the innocent birds as they wake to enjoy their morning. The black cat preys quietly under the porch. Unbeknownst to man, it’s waiting to score its first kill of the day. Prey 3

Leaving little left but a carcass, it’s too late. An innocent bird, a mother or maybe an offspring, is eaten as if by a vulture. Shooing the varmint, it runs away; while jumping the fence it laughs at me, “I got another one!”

Aren’t there some people who do the same? Preying like a vulture? It makes me wonder…. are we no better? Is our instinct to kill? I thought God made us better than that! They’re likened to vultures on a branch…. waiting on its next victim. Maybe it’s time to take evasive action.

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I quietly watch as people’s actions and unscrupulous minds linger, just like my neighborhood cougar; sneaking and creeping under the bushes, trying to attack that which it can. Even my neighbor’s dog shows more respect for life.

This cuddly creature, like a little fur ball lying on the couch waiting to be pet, becomes another story once you kick them out into the wild blue yonder. So sad…. aren’t there those that are much the same? Are we no different than a cat with no conscience? I wonder….

Those who look for only the meek
Want to capitalize as if they’re weak.
God is watching…..

 

Should…

“If you don’t change your direction, you’ll end up where your headed”


I can’t for the life of me tell you why there are some that want to live their life criminally. Where does it start? Parents? Maybe, or possibly a very bad marriage or relationship? No matter, God won’t save the unruly ones. You couldn’t look at me. I know you’ll be blinded if you try to look into God’s eyes.

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Trying to connect the dots, I started with Facebook. I find another assumed name and pictures you might have in a Boy’s Life magazine. Now inquisitive, your nothing like you appear on LinkedIn either.

Why hide the truth, I wonder. The lies will eat you alive someday….or maybe now. So I dove into your integrity, camouflaged by humanity. For God so loved, he protects the hundreds you have infected. There’s no cure!

I recently read, “you are what you are”. Closing the journal, I went to a leather-bound. In a word, you can’t rectify the damage but you can rebuke the thoughts. As God gives us a new day to start over, born again, dawn anoints the honorable. Christ then leads them away from the evil, but of course, you have to want to change.

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Author John C. Maxwell once said, “If you don’t change your direction, you’ll end up where your headed”. No names necessary as I’d spoil my point, but giving God the credit, His antidote was in place long before 2017. I sit and absorb God’s offering. Not alone nor insecure, tranquility has measured my reassurance.

Your unscrupulous habits I pray, will end. For our almighty Father will administer His fate, on those who feel ashamed…..or SHOULD!

 

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Or do you not know that the unrighteous will not inherit the kingdom of God? Do not be deceived: neither the sexually immoral, nor idolaters, nor adulterers, nor men who practice homosexuality, nor thieves, nor the greedy, nor drunkards, nor revilers, nor swindlers will inherit the kingdom of God. (1 Corinthians 6: 9-10)

Be Counted

Life is just so precious!


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Life is a precious commodity when a world can somehow find harmony. I look at love maybe differently. It’s in the many shadows that stretch across our lawns as the fragrance of beds could be bottled. It’s the cat snuggling with the family bird and even the wild deer eating from the dog’s bowl as he lays there submissive.

I watch the flock of birds that hatched in spring. They never wanted to leave their domain. They perch on the fence behind the house; their bellies full, waiting and watching for the neighbor’s cat.

Closing my eyes, I smell the flowers that brighten my morning and I realize how precious life really is.

Sitting in the setting sun though, my heart goes out to all those experiencing this hell of a storm. The trees destroyed and colorful flower beds by the newly mowed lawn have washed away. The fury is bearing down. I wish I could do more but prayer is all anyone can do at this point.

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As landmarks tumble, the fright of life hangs in the balance. Signs used to help navigate through old towns will never be as they once were. So sad to see Satan still tries to rule the world. There’s no love shown in 130 mile per hour winds.

Here, the gentle winds remain as sailboats luff out upon the lake. A romantic night that God has blessed and lovers kiss under the moonlight. It’s so quiet, so peaceful. It’s hard to believe that a few hundred miles away, the eve of destruction exists in the night. Life is just so precious!

Night comes….it’s a new moon shining on a disastrous situation. Those that can, count their blessings and try to find what’s left of a congregation. They hold hands, praying and give thanks for what is left. Life again, so precious.

But it’s not just Texas – we all should wake and give thanks. A new day, another chance, born again, and dawn awaits. My heart goes out not just to Texas but all that have lost their signs.be counted 5

As life turns, we come to appreciate how things once were. I think back to going my grandmother’s home after church for dinner. Boy, I hated that! But I never understood until now; or the Christmas mornings my brother and I sat and waited for our parents to wake. The things we think that never made sense then, seems to portray when wisdom tells the story.

It’s a new day. The sun is shining on my world so it’s time to give thanks giving God the glory. Praising his name, faith keeps us all in check. So I listen to the choir once again, a carnival of lyrics; a melody we remember, a battle hymn, a call to duty. We are all God’s children, like it or not.

Be counted as life is so precious….. and over before you know it!

 


Let us continue to pray for the Hurricane Harvey victims –

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