Sometimes I wonder why men and women write so much about God. It can seem as if they prefer to write about him more than to work with him. And as I nibble a cracker with cottage cheese on it I get to wondering about God and his perspective on me and us. Seems to me that theology is about speaking well of God but what about doing well and being well and leaving behind all the things - including crackers and cottage cheese - that we gather around ourselves in an attempt to be comfortable and secure. Then I think about home land security and all the things we do to feel safe in a world that we're told is filled with terrorists pretending to be refugees. And that little boy who washed up on the shores of Turkey still in his shorts and polo shirt comes to mind.
My mind wanders through these thoughts while I sit comfortably in a chair nibbling my cracker with cottage cheese on it and it leaves me wondering if I have a heart for God as much as I have a heart for my own comfort? How about you?
Respectfully, there is little that I can do about terrorists, so I leave the matter in God's hands.
Even if I tear my clothes, cover my head with ashes, weep and mourn, sell everything that I have and give the money to a refugee relief effort, and dedicate the rest of my life to helping children in refugee camps in the Middle East ... the little boy in Turkey will still be dead.
It may be a bit unreasonable to flagellate ourselves over things which are beyond our control.
However, what about all of the things that are not beyond our control?
Would you like to do something HUGE in the world? Something utterly life transforming? Right from your sofa?
If your county is anything like my county, there is a shortage of foster homes. We were an emergency placement shelter, which meant that after 10 weeks of once a week evening classes and an inspection of our home, we would get a call on a Friday night that the sheriff had just raided a Meth Lab and arrested the adults and had two or three neglected children that Child Services would not be able to process and find regular placement for until sometime Monday, so they needed emergency shelter over the weekend. That was us. We took care of children who often no one even knew their names, some didn't talk. They seldom came with clothing that you would use as a wash rag on a car, let alone something for children to wear. Often they came in a diaper and blanket and nothing else. We met them at what was probably the worst day of their lives. Our job was to make them feel safe and loved and to figure out what they needed until someone could take them in for long term placement. It means going to lots of garage sales and collecting clothing and shoes and backpacks for a quarter or a dollar and sorting them by boy/girl and size into bins. God would provide by sometimes, people would learn what we do and just give us piles of clothes for the children. My wife (an RN) had the local Pediatrician on speed dial since often as not, they arrived sick ... sometimes life threateningly sick.
Every child left our house clean, fed, treated for whatever medical condition they were suffering from and with clean clothes that fit and that we would be willing to dress our child in. (We had to stop when my wife became disabled). The point is not "how wonderful we were", God had provided us with the gifts and opportunities to do what he would have us do. The point is that there are children in YOUR area that need someone and a shortage of someones to help. You need a bedroom and a bed (unless you want to care for an infant, then you need a crib). The opportunity to do great things and make a difference is right inside your comfortable home.
Maybe you are not called to do something HUGE. Would you like to do something small and important?
Do you eat lunch? I eat lunch. Almost everyone I know eats lunch. Guess what, your church is full of people who are going to eat lunch alone this Sunday. Ask someone out to lunch and get to know them. That's it. That's all there is to it. Do you think you have sufficient 'spiritual gifting' to eat lunch and get to know someone? The greatest task that Jesus called us to was to be part of one another lives. We seem to want to turn everything into a program or a major production, but God doesn't require that. He just asks us to get to know one another and to care a little about each other. All of the super spiritual 'one another' verses will take care of themselves.
So what are you doing for lunch this Sunday?
Think about the possibilities.
(How hard can it be?) :smile: