Uncomfortable Truth

One of my very favorite bloggers has hit the nail on the head again. He is a gifted writer and I adore his insights. When I read this post on Unshakable Hope I believed it needed to be shared.
I am so greatful to have found unshakable hope.com I hope his blog ministers to you also.

Unshakable Hope

It seems that America is obsessed with comfort these days. Have you noticed all the mattress commercials? They all claim that their brand is the most comfortable and tell us that we need to replace our mattress every eight years to maintain that optimum comfort. One mattress store will even finance your mattress for eight years. (I don’t care how comfortable the mattress is, if you finance it, you’ll probably be up half the night worrying about making your mattress payment).

Don’t get me wrong, I’m probably more obsessed with finding physical comfort than most people. One of the most difficult things about being paralyzed by ALS is trying to get comfortable because my body is literally dead weight. There’s no turning over or even turning my head in order to get more comfortable when I go to bed. I recently got a new mattress, the one that I see…

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Politically Incorrect

48 And Jesus said to them, “Have you come out as against a robber, with swords and clubs to capture me? 49 Day after day I was with you in the temple teaching, and you did not seize me. But let the Scriptures be fulfilled.50 And they all left him and fled. 51 And a young man followed him, with nothing but a linen cloth about his body. And they seized him,52 but he left the linen cloth and ran away naked.
St. Mark 14:48-52
When all twelve of the disciples had bailed on Christ one young man followed. Anyone else been feeling like everyone’s bailing lately? Anyone feeling like the young man? Alone and vulnerable?

In the last few months I’ve been saddened over pastors I had admired and grown under throwing in the cloth for the flesh. A woman I had considered a mentor and another woman who leads children in praise music recently celebrated the supreme courts decision on social media.

I’ve sat in an arena with thousands of people while the lead singer of a popular contemporary christian band told the crowd we are boxing Gods grace in when we decide that sin matters. I hoped he had misspoken but when that band was the entertainment for a major women’s conference a few months later I got to listen to the same speech word for word again.

I’ve watched some who lead our children’s ministries decide their marriage is optional.

I’ve experienced a member of the church encouraging political decisions based on monetary gain that he refers to as our best interest, rather than our true best interest which is our eternal interest… the whole wide worlds eternal interest.

It seems that old saying, which has no biblical basis by the way, “too heavenly minded to be any earthly good” has been flipped. It seems we are too earthly minded to be any heavenly good. That does have biblical basis by the way.

So now our choice is this. Do we drop the cloth and run away now? Do we decide that because someone we love would be offended or because insurance is expensive or because our bank account would be more comfortable that we are willing to bail on Christ? Here’s the thing, the young man escaped with his life but not his dignity. We may keep our dignity but lose life.

For this reason God will send upon them a deluding influence so that they will believe what is false, in order that they all may be judged who did not believe the truth, but took pleasure in wickedness. 2 Thessalonians 2:11-12


Be a Noticer

But when they saw him walking upon the sea, they supposed it had been a spirit, and cried out:

For they all saw him, and were troubled. And immediately he talked with them, and saith unto them, Be of good cheer: it is I; be not afraid.

 And he went up unto them into the ship; and the wind ceased: and they were sore amazed in themselves beyond measure, and wondered.

 For they considered not the miracle of the loaves: for their heart was hardened. 

Matthew 6:49-52

I am not the best host in the world. My introversion and need for privacy keeps me from opening my door as often as I would like. I know. It sounds like I don’t want to be hospitable because of my personality type, but that is not the case. I want to be that home that is always open and always has extra food for whoever may stagger in. The entire Bible is packed with examples of hospitality and that is what I aspire to do/be.

All of that aside my real post is about how those dingle berries didn’t notice the miracle of the loaves and fishes. I may not be the queen of hospitality but I know if I am serving five thousand, let me say that again. FIVE THOUSAND! I had better have a bit more than 5 loaves of bread and two fish.


 For they considered not the miracle of the loaves: for their heart was hardened. 

Makes me wonder what I have missed giving thanks for this week, this month, this life because my heart was too hard to see it.

Sunday we did have lunch with that queen of hospitality I mentioned above. While the men went out to start cranking the ice cream we ladies lingered. She told of how this year has been a gift, a much-needed calm after a couple tough years. Her heart tenderized by the pain, stress, and grief of death, illness and the many hats worn to hold it all together. She isn’t taking for granted the miracles.

You see, after the storm they realized what they had missed. At the sound of the cocks crow Peter remembered… In hindsight the disciples repeatedly realized the significant things Jesus had done and said. They noted the importance of all they had witnessed.

If the disciples can be dingle berries I am quite confident that I can and have been too. I just don’t want to wait until I am caught in the next storm to acknowledge that Jesus triumphantly walks on the very water I feel is taking me under.

Here’s to living with our hearts tender-ready, eyes wide open, and tongues boldly proclaiming the marvellous things He has done.

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