I'm Married. Can I be Honest?

I stalk my wife. When we are out and she may be on the other side of the room talking to her friends, I let my eyes search for her eyes so that they can tell her how good she looks from way over here. One of the greatest and most enjoyable parts of our marriage is knowing that when I turn the key to our house that there is a beautiful woman in one of these rooms that I know is my gift from God and that He ordained our love and relationship. I always want her to hear, see, read, feel, and know that my whole self is into her. I want her to walk in front of the television, and maybe pause for a moment. She has my attention even when she does not realize it. I have learned how to let her see the love in my eyes or in what I do not say or unable to put into words. My touch is not always sexual but it always feels like love. We have been married for a long time but I am still pursuing and clinging to the moment when she blew my mind and God rearranged the future I wrote for myself? Don’t ever stop pursuing her\him. Glad the tomb is empty.

Pour Your Heart Out

You pour your heart out to me and I have promised God to never spill a drop. Every day I want to love you more. Every day I want to see you in a different way. I want to experience you in all the ways God intended. How do I love you more each day while doing all I can to keep it real, keep it special, keep it fresh and new? There are days that I feel like I fall short. On those days my heart begins to cry for yours to come closer. In the midst of those tears my soul reaches and yearns to be nearer to yours. I know God is there and He will reassure me and remind me just how amazing you are and how you are wonderfully made. I think He is really proud of His work in you. I pray that these words flow from me to you and into the lap of my gift giver who said we would be so. I know I can never love you like He loves you but I hope He is pleased with my effort. 


 I Love You Janet

Is Your Tomb Occupied?

On Easter Sunday morning Christians love to hear the story of a risen savior. This part of the scripture enforces our faith and belief that my God can do all things and that if I believe He will give me the strength to do all things.   Three woman went to the tomb on Sunday morning with spices they had prepared.  Did they expect that the guards would break the seal and allow them to anoint the body of the Jesus?  Were they there to anoint a dead Jesus who died with the sins of all humanity? Were they making the trip to see the empty tomb.  Maybe they understood “…I will raise it again in three days”.   I am curious to know the purpose of their trip.

These woman went to the tomb on Sunday morning with spices they had prepared. I dreamed that I was on that road with these women.  When we arrived, the stone was in place. The guards were there but suddenly the woman were no longer with me.  The guards stood before a tomb with my name on it.  They offered to help me move the stone, which we did without much effort.  I am not sure what I expected to see but what was very clear to me was that my tomb was not empty.

Inside I “greeted” the worst of me.  I spoke to my unforgiving heart.  I discussed life with my discouraging tongue. I high fived my mean streak.  I put some cool shades on my roving eyes.  I saw my gifts still wrapped in the packaging they came in. They all moved closer but I knew I could not stay long.  I woke up and tried to explain to Janet what I saw in my dream.  The question that followed me that day is what if my tomb was occupied? In my dream, I saw what lived there.  Could the guards or societies seal contain them?

When Jesus died, the Father could not look upon Him because He had taken on the sin of humanity.  He took those sins to hell and “handled up” on Lucifer and death.  In my dream, I think Jesus left my sins in the tomb.  There are times that I think and behave as if I visit the tomb regularly.  If you have met one of those guys please accept my apology.  I chose to serve a risen savior and not a dead Jesus. Jesus took my sins with Him and deposited them in the sea of forgiveness.  This is why every day I can say I am doing “absolutely wonderful” because I know that my tomb is empty.   

Divinity and Humanity Became One

Consider this:  The holy trinity having a sit down and deciding on how to bridge the gap between them and man.  This was a gap that had existed for 400 man years (just a few days for them).  There was only one way to truly bridge the gap.  A sacrifice had to be made.  Would the first fruit from the fall harvest do?  Would the fatted calf do?  How about the first 10th of their wages?  They spoke in unison; “all of these are mine already.”  Neither will do.  Jesus, this one is on you.  You will have to be clothed in human flesh and endure all that is common to it.  You will also be mocked and scorn even though you are without sin.  All the while we need you to teach folks with severe spiritual learning disabilities.  On top of that you will have to endure the most brutal death know to them.  After that, you can handle up on Lucifer and death, do your thing and come back home.  Then the Holy Spirit can take over.

On Thursday (before Good Friday) Divinity and humanity became one.

“Father, if you are willing, take this cup from me; yet not my will, but yours be done.”  An angel from heaven appeared to him and strengthened him. And being in anguish, he prayed more earnestly, and his sweat was like drops of blood falling to the ground. Luke 22:42-44

Jesus knew the brutal undeserved treatment that was forthcoming was part of the divine plan.  I am no learned theologian but it appears his humanity asked if it was possible to forgo this part of the plan.  Angels even came to strengthen him, yet he still sweat blood.  He knew full well that he would receive 39 lashes, one less than it would take to kill him.  The deal was he was to die on the cross, not in the court yard with blood thirsty Roman guards.  This he knew yet he endured. 

Lord God My Father every day I pray for strength to endure in a world that is not my home because you did not let the cup pass. You did this for my sake, not your own. There are no words or thoughts I can use to express my gratitude for the enormous price you paid for me.  My responsibility as a believer is to love my neighbor as you loved me.  I am to forgive as you have forgiven.  I am to serve just as you came to serve. I am to make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey everything you have commanded me. And surely you will be with me always, to the very end of the age. Amen