Don’t get me wrong. I do a lot of stupid things. Like the other day I…. No, I can’t tell you about that. But it’s likely easy enough to believe, my choices are not always the best. But one thing I try not to do is make my fish stink.
It’s like this. I see a fish hanging around someone’s neck and I think. Awesome! Another believer. I’d like to get to know this person. We have something in common. We can be an encouragement to each other. Then, the person does or says something that is total contradictory to what a believer stands for. I think I smell something. Yep! The person’s fish takes on a stench.
Suppose you put a fish on your car trunk lid as a testimony to your being a believer. That is awesome! Then, you drive like hell. Your fish stinks. Hey! Take that fish off. Nobody likes the smell. As a helpful hint, when you sell your car. Take the fish off. Don’t let someone else smell up your fish.
The God Spot in this somewhat negative posting is that I was heart broken seeing a fish around a guy’s neck the other day and listening to his totally clueless thoughts. As he was talking with great sincerity and well meaning, I was thinking his fish was beginning to smell.
July 29, 1972 Cora and Archie got married. This began an incredible life together that produced a son that is the best young man any parent could dream of. He selected the best daughter-in-law any parent could pray for. They together produced the most awesome grandkids we could have hoped for.
36 years later Cora and Archie are still in love. The diamond ring still sparkles and Cora still laughs at my jokes. That’s the way God intended marriage.
We considered what might be one of the biggest blessings that has come from our marriage. It was easy. Faithfulness. We have never had to worry about the other’s love or their faithfulness.
Note: The 72 Super Beetle was the style bug we drove to Big Bend to celebrate our honey moon. We had enough money to drive the distance and camp out under the stars. Life could not have been better.
Henry Blackaby wrote the book “Experiencing God”. One of his premises is to see where God is working and step into it. God is working in Cora and founder Brooke Boone’s Holy Yoga. Cora and other ladies consistently find God “on the mat”.
Cora will soon become the 2nd ever certified Holy Yoga instructor in Texas. She travels to Tucson for a week of intense training in the middle of August. This is a “God Spot” for many reasons. Probably, the least of which is that God in His humor is using a grandmother to birth a new work.
Cora shares her passion of Holy Yoga with ladies multiple times during the week. You really should look for an opportunity to meet God “on the mat”.
Now I’m not saying, “I was” and I’m not saying, “I wasn’t”, but if you were visited by a prophet of old….
How would you react? What would you do? What would you say?
Supposing you were minding your own business eating a ice cream at 37 Flavors Ice Cream Shack and off at a distance you see this old man with a beard, dressed in a robe and holding a staff. He is looking at you with absolutely no expression, just standing there looking at you. What do you do? Take another lick on your ice cream cone?
As you ponder who the heck the guy might be and what is his gig, he begins walking toward you. It is obvious he is not from around here, although I suppose there might be some guys hanging out at Starbuds with long hair, dressed in a robe and carrying a stick.
About the time you decide “whatever”, you have an incredible sense of fear come over you. You wonder what am I afraid of? Then it hits you like a ton of mud bricks. You are afraid of his holiness. You realize that God is the God of grace, mercy and love, but you are painfully aware of the sin in your life. It’s your sin that brings fear in the presence of God’s messenger. One whack with that stick and I am history!
Like many before you, all you can do is fall on your face and kneel at his feet. He places his hand on your shoulder as he looks down on you. He doesn’t say a word. He lingers and then turns and walks away. You ponder. What was that all about and continue eating your ice cream from 37 Flavors. It was probably only a brain freeze anyway. Or was it……
All Jesus did that day was tell stories—a long storytelling afternoon.
His storytelling fulfilled the prophecy:
I will open my mouth and tell stories;
I will bring out into the open things hidden since the world’s first day.
Intuitive. Intuition. Intuitively. What great words! I love words. I just wish I could remember them. Anyway, the word for the day is intuition. Webstar says…..
“-the power or faculty of attaining to direct knowledge or cognition without evident rational thought and inference.”
Peter. …. “go down to the lake, cast a hook, and pull in the first fish that bites. Open its mouth and you’ll find a coin”. Jesus
“After Jesus returned, he walked along Lake Galilee and then climbed a mountain and took his place.” Matthew
Do you have that place in your mind, regardless of circumstances you can walk along a peaceful stretch of beach with Jesus? Feel His presence? Be encouraged by His love? Be invigorated by His enthusiasm?
You see the mountain ahead? In my life there has always been a mountain ahead. In times past, I have chose the mountain. In times present, I let God choose my mountain. But, there is always a mountain.
It’s time to climb and take my place. What will you do?
“When Jesus saw his ministry drawing huge crowds, he climbed a hillside. Those who were apprenticed to him, the committed, climbed with him. Arriving at a quiet place, he sat down and taught his climbing companions”.
Big Bend National Park has incredible diversity. There is traditional desert, rugged mountains, river bottom and everything in between. The tallest place in the park is Mount Emory in the Chisos Mountains. Some hikers start out to climb the peak and decide the effort is too great.
I and friends recently hiked to the top of Mount Emory. The feeling of accomplishment was well worth the burning muscles and weakness from the exhilaration. Much like Matthew wrote of Jesus’ climb to the top, we the apprenticed to him, the committed, climbed with him.
Arriving at a quiet place, we sat down and communed with our Father. Wished you could have been there with us. There is so much to learn about the struggle of life. This passage so beautifully depicts the story of many who follow Jesus on the flat land, while few follow Him for instruction through the struggles of life.
Equally beautiful is the thought and experience of arriving at a quiet place with God on the other side of the struggle.