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I am the problem
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In African we don't have all these problems you have described. In Africa we have only one problem, and it stands right in front of your nose. I am the problem. You have to pray for me with my small vision that I will not stand in the way of God's big vision. Pray for me that I with my great plan will not stand in the way of God's greater plan. That I with my small dreams will not stand in the way of God's dream for not only me, for for the nations. Pray that this problem will be solved.. the only real way is through the cross. (Wolfgang Simson)
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...the only real way is through the cross.
I am easily discouraged, easily seduced, quick to seek comfort. Somewhere along the way I equated sarcasm with cleverness and revelled in it's effect; I'm ashamed of that now. I prefer a full stomach. I like gently oaked, currant nose, silky cabernets. I look at the notion of "cross" as a burden, something to be avoided. Apparently I would prefer to die alone in my own little world of comforts...
A good story can touch your heart, change your mind, make bareable that which isn't.
Jesus, is a good story.
I like that he is son of God but is born in a barn. I like that he doesn't pick and choose. I like that he didn't grow up in a palace surrounded with the the rewards of conquest. I like that he learned a trade. When it's time, he goes out to the world and gives it what he has to offer. The world is free to determine Jesus' reward and status. Jesus doesn't seem bothered by it too much. Though I seem to remember, on one occasion, after exhausting himself for others, he would have appreciated a comfortable place to sleep. I think if somebody would have offered, a barn would have done just fine.
I think my favorite part is that he came with the greatest gift imaginable, lots of people said so, not just him. I love that he gave the gift away freely, no charge. All you had to do was take it. Every child knows, even the jaded elderly one inside me, that's how it is supposed to be.
Whatever possessed us to think that graces were to be bought and sold.
The end of the story, at first glance, doesn't seem very nice, or very fair. After all Jesus has given, his reward is torture and death.
Remarkably, against every human instinct he has, Jesus accepts this decision. He is very afraid but he knows that truth and love are more important than his own person and he embaraces his circumstance. In love, for love, he dies on a cross. In truth, for truth, he overcomes our greatest fear, the enemies greatest weapon; death itself.
Jesus didn't just give us the greatest gift freely, he also showed us how to use it.
The epilogue goes pretty good for Jesus. Turns out that he got a reward far greater then the human heart or mind could imagine. Turns out, that he wants to share that with us too.
It is but a cross away.