We’re just a few days into Holy Week - the one week of the year we're supposed to be extra holy. I know, I know. That's not exactly how the holiness of God (or personal holiness) works.
Instead of trying to be extra holy on Holy Week, I’m taking this as a time to slow down, and quiet things down in my heart, soul, and mind. Be more purposeful in my pondering of the life and work of my friend, Jesus.
From water to wine,
the first glimpses of Jesus;
first glimpses of love.
Flipping tables, speaking truth:
This, my friends, is also love.
"It didn't dawn on me until later during Holy Week that Jesus
didn't just enter Jerusalem and go straight to the Cross.
In between, He confronted corruption and hypocrisy,
overturned tables, healed the blind and sick,
hosted a meal for His imperfect friends, and washed feet.
The kingdom of God is about life on earth as well as eternity in heaven."
Eugene Cho
Thou Shalt Not Be a Jerk:
A Christian's Guide to Engaging Politics
It kind of hit me yesterday as I wrote about table-flipping Jesus. While he most certainly flipped tables, he also spent his life sitting at tables with all kinds of people.
This Is Love
A four-letter word that isn't the cursing kind.
Well, not until you...
Not until you try to love someone who's unkind.
Love an enemy.
Struggling to love them.
Wondering why you should try.
Yes, this is love too.
So which side of Jesus do we feel most comfortable with - the Jesus who flipped tables, or the Jesus who spent his life sitting at tables with all kinds of people?
Our answer to that question might be a God-nudge towards intention in the direction of that side that makes us feel least comfortable.
Until tomorrow,
Becky
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