My last posting was pretty heavy (although I meant every word of it), so now I leave you something a bit lighter.
For those who don't know me too well, I am not a night owl. When the sun goes down, my body shuts down. This is especially depressing come the winter time when the sun sets at 6pm. I am not embarrassed to say that in the winter there have been times that I have fallen asleep at 8:30. I am, however, embarrassed to say that right when I fall asleep (and am still in the dozing stage), I tend to ask some pretty strange things. It usually occurs when Josh comes up an hour or so later and kisses me good night. Recently at that time (on three separate occasions) I have asked him: "What's your horse's name?", "Did you get to finish your breakfast?" And my personal favorite, "Which sun beam are you going to ride." All of these questions I can vaguely remember asking- and at the time were quite legit.
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Radical
Okay so its been awhile. Josh was really impressed with my initiative to start a blog... needless to say he wasn't too surprised when it fell by the wayside. What can I say, I am not too surprised either! For the few of you who still have faith in my blogging capabilities- I present you with another posting...
We've been reading a book called Radical by David Platt. Wow is it challenging! We've only made it through chapter one and its already completely changed our mindset. Here is something that has been especially challenging to us: have you ever read Matthew 19:21-23:
21Jesus said to him, “If you wish to be complete, go and sell your possessions and give to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven; and come, follow Me.” 22But when the young man heard this statement, he went away grieving; for he was one who owned much property. 23And Jesus said to His disciples, “Truly I say to you, it is hard for a rich man to enter the kingdom of heaven
I have read these verses hundreds of times. The image that always comes to my mind is that millionaire who has the beautiful house, sitting on acres of land, garages full of cars, the latest technology, the most up to date home decor, etc. And I would think: of course that millionaire has no idea what it is like to live like I do... How naive of me. I have food in the pantry/refrigerator and complain that there is nothing to eat that sounds good. I have a walk-in closet full of clothes and can't find anything to wear. I have a 3 bedroom house and kick myself for not buying a 4 bedroom one. I have a cell phone that I am embarrassed of because its not a smart phone. In the world I live in, its hard to imagine that there are people who don't have the luxury of choosing what to eat for dinner. There are people who don't have an abundance of clothes. There are people who live in one room huts. There are people in this world who don't have access to instant communication. And now all of a sudden I feel quite rich. And now all of a sudden those Bible verses above mean a bit more to me. David Platt says in his book, we have created a middle class, American Jesus. A Jesus that we have molded to fit our society to rescue us from our first world problems.
Shew. Challenging, huh. And scary too. Scary because now that my eyes have been open, I wonder what that will mean for Josh and I. We don't know yet, but one thing is for sure: change is inevitable.
We've been reading a book called Radical by David Platt. Wow is it challenging! We've only made it through chapter one and its already completely changed our mindset. Here is something that has been especially challenging to us: have you ever read Matthew 19:21-23:
21Jesus said to him, “If you wish to be complete, go and sell your possessions and give to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven; and come, follow Me.” 22But when the young man heard this statement, he went away grieving; for he was one who owned much property. 23And Jesus said to His disciples, “Truly I say to you, it is hard for a rich man to enter the kingdom of heaven
I have read these verses hundreds of times. The image that always comes to my mind is that millionaire who has the beautiful house, sitting on acres of land, garages full of cars, the latest technology, the most up to date home decor, etc. And I would think: of course that millionaire has no idea what it is like to live like I do... How naive of me. I have food in the pantry/refrigerator and complain that there is nothing to eat that sounds good. I have a walk-in closet full of clothes and can't find anything to wear. I have a 3 bedroom house and kick myself for not buying a 4 bedroom one. I have a cell phone that I am embarrassed of because its not a smart phone. In the world I live in, its hard to imagine that there are people who don't have the luxury of choosing what to eat for dinner. There are people who don't have an abundance of clothes. There are people who live in one room huts. There are people in this world who don't have access to instant communication. And now all of a sudden I feel quite rich. And now all of a sudden those Bible verses above mean a bit more to me. David Platt says in his book, we have created a middle class, American Jesus. A Jesus that we have molded to fit our society to rescue us from our first world problems.
Shew. Challenging, huh. And scary too. Scary because now that my eyes have been open, I wonder what that will mean for Josh and I. We don't know yet, but one thing is for sure: change is inevitable.
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