Be.

            "I can be that riverbed through which the love of Christ flows" - Sonia Lewis


       I try to put it all together, but (at times) it makes no sense; perhaps it's the lens through which I'm viewing it. My mind spins around moments and insights, with eager desire and yearning, to make sense, to find a reason to be, accepted; snapshots and glimpses from obscure, forgotten childhood to happenings quite recent; why, and why now?

       Some things are only realized and contemplated on this side of yesterday.

       It's a natural desire to want to be; significant, to matter. We consider and believe this life, this glorious life as special, important. Each time a new life enters the world there is a spark of the original creation, and that little spark can grow to affect the entire world. The question shouldn't be - 'Why am I here?', but rather - 'What can I do while I'm here?'

       A strong wind beckons me outside; as always, I cannot resist. The cold snow drifts in unusual places; not often we get a strong NE snowstorm. This must be the downstream effect of that lobe of Arctic air that hit northern Minnesota last week; winters last big breath.

       One of the most amazing characteristics of God is that through his grace he loves me unconditionally. And my human sense of worthlessness upon failure (again!), is not what God would have me be or feel. The sooner I realize this inherent sin nature in mankind, the sooner I can accept it, and go on to live the life Christ intends for me.

       This recognition of the commonality of our human condition, of sin in all our lives, should bring us to pray for our leaders, our pastors, all men and people of God, and ultimately for ourselves. If none of us gets out unscathed, and, as the body of believers, we're all in this together, what shall we do about this? Run and hide? Better to get up and fight.