Well, tonight I have some time so I’m going to write about a bunch of different stuff.
Happy Easter! Today I realized something. All religions hang on Easter. The validity of Easter affects everyone.
I’m not sure if I’ve ever told you my theory about cake. I like analogies, they make sense to me. Salvation through Jesus is like a cake. Jesus offers you a cake and you must make a decision: am I going to take the cake? You have to choose whether or not to accept the gift of eternal life. So let’s say you choose to take the cake. That’s nice and all, it is a pretty cake, but what’s it doing for you? You have that cake, you have that promise, but you are not living in that promise until you choose to take a bite of the cake. The fact that you’re not eating the cake doesn’t change the fact that you have the cake, but that cake isn’t making a difference in your life until you eat it. You can have the promise of heaven, but your faith can mean nothing to you until you act on it. It would be easier if I could explain this with words and use hand gestures and such, but sometimes a blog post is all I have.
“We will overcome by the blood of the Lamb and the word of our testimony. Everyone overcome.” This is something that I’ve been thinking about a lot. I’m pretty sure I’ve said this before, but the whole idea that our testimonies are helping us overcome. I look at testimonies as stories. Our testimonies make us who we are. So the fact that our story, our whole story, is for our good. I don’t know about you, but not all parts of my story are happy, and not all are pretty. To think that all parts of that story are working together… it’s kinda crazy.
We were at our Easter service at church last night and there was a video about scars. “Scars tell a story, scars make us who we are. Scars tell a story of pain and brokenness.” And all of this got me thinking. I would most certainly agree with the first part of that. Scars do tell a story, you don’t often look at your knee and say “Huh… I’ve never seen that scar before, I wonder where it came from?” We look our knees and say “In 7th grade climbed out of a lake, slipped on the ladder, and smacked my knee really hard on the third rung. It hurt for weeks and I was convinced it was broken, but my parents didn’t believe me. Good times.” Each scar has a cause and a memorable story. The next part is what I have some issues with. “Scars make us who we are.” Can’t say I agree. A scar tells a story, and our stories make us who we are, but the scar itself doesn’t define us. Because to someone else, that scar on my knee might have come from a knife fight that I was in when I was 7 years old that left the other guy with only one eye and six and a half fingers. So without the story, the scars are irrelevant. “Scars tell a story of pain and brokenness” Yea, I would most certainly agree with that. You don’t get a scar without pain. When I smacked my knee on that cold metal rung it hurt, and it hurt for a while, but the story is one that makes me smile. It reminds me of my friends, the fun I had at that place and the adventures. So that’s what I think about that.
What do I want from life? It’s a question I have to think about quite a bit. Because, really, if you don’t know what it is you want then you’re just living without a purpose. And I’ll admit that the idea of not having a purpose scares me.
The other day I was sitting in church having a discussion with a friend of mine who is more conservative than me about a lot of things. That friend thinks that we need to love non-Christians but that the best way to do that is from afar. And a thought popped into my head, (which I must admit, I think is pretty clever) “You can’t Super-Christian the hell out of people.” If there is a Super-Christian in your life, you know it. You tell them about an issue you’re having and their response is “Have you prayed about it?” Or you say that you’re sick and they say “Have you been reading your Bible enough?” You go to a Ben Rector concert and all they have to say is “Non-Christian music is of the devil.” Or you go on a college visit to a secular college and they say to you “You’re not actually thinking about going there are you? They won’t support you in your faith.” The people who hate books life Harry Potter, Twilight, Hunger Games and the such as. They’re people with good hearts, people who really care, but just aren’t going about it the right way. So I say, you can’t Super-Christian the hell out of people. Those people think that by reprimanding and correcting people they will knock the sin and the hell right out of them. But I’ve just noticed how ineffective that approach is. Constant correction is no way to love people, and people need love. “We just want to be loved. When it’s said and done there’s no one above a little love.” Thank you Ben Rector, I knew you would have something good to say. So that is what I think. We need to love one another, not try to correct the bad out of every person we know.
“We need never be hopeless, because we can never be irreparably broken. We think that we are invincible because we are. We cannot be born, and we cannot die. Like all energy, we can only change shapes and sizes and manifestations. They forget that when they get old. They get scared of losing and failing. But that part of us greater than the sum of our parts cannot begin and cannot end, and so it cannot fail.” -John Green. What a brilliant man. We are greater than the sum of our parts. There is a part of humanity that is beyond knowability, and that’s a little nuts. I’m not going to tell you what I think about this for a couple reasons, 1. I truly can’t explain it well in a single blog post, 2. I want you to think for yourself, 3. I’m not positive. You want my opinion? Let’s be friends and talk about it.
Random Fact of the Day- The easter bunny is not a rabbit, it is a hare.
Mission of the Day- Consider that John Green quote.
Love you, and happy Easter!