23 Sundays


Today it hit me as I was coming home from church. Linda won’t be there when I get home. Because we would usually took 2 cars, she would be home when I arrived (I tend to stay late!).  I know, it’s been 23 Sundays, but for some reason today was harder. In my “flesh” or in the “natural” I don’t know how to make it. I don’t know how to keep going. I really miss her. I don’t mean to sound selfish, and I’m not soliciting sympathy. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, this is hard. We sang a song this morning called Sweetly Broken. I know God allows breaking to bring us closer to the cross. Anyone who has purposed to be a disciple has to allow the breaking. After all, Jesus said, If we want to follow Him we need to deny ourselves and take up our cross. Could He really mean what He says? Or is He playing some cosmic practical joke with our emotions or lives? Listen, it hurts to follow Christ. Anyone that tells you different is short changing you. But He does meet us and as Psalm 40 says takes us from the miry clay and places us on a rock. He does put a new song in our hearts. He does say, blessed it the one who trusts in Him. So I will trust, I will sing, I will continue to put Him first in my life and in the end be changed from glory to glory. May my life continue to reflect Christ in love and compassion. That’s what I receive from Him and that’s what I shall give.
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Luke 9:23 Then he said to them all: “Whoever wants to be my disciple must deny themselves and take up their cross daily and follow me.

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