It’s been quite a while since I shared anything on this blog. Not that I haven’t been writing – I have. But my journals in the last few years are pouring forth things that would make some saints blush and career criminals feel better about themselves. I think – a lot. Processing, hashing, tinkering, rehashing, imagining, and investigating beaten horses that have long been dead.
My pattern has been to share something God has been teaching me. I’ve not had a problem hearing God. Actually, I’ve heard clearly and wish at times He would be more mysterious (and quiet). The last few years have left me with memory suitcases full of collectibles from this journey with unmentionables hanging out the sides. Some destinations have been chocked full of beauty. So much so I purchased extra luggage and shoved them full of memories to carry home. Some not so pleasant. Some were places I would rather have not visited. No one likes getting postcards from a friend standing in front of “The Valley of the Shadow Inn”.
Every decent writer is suppose to know their audience. I struggle with that. So I asked Jesus. The answer invariably comes back “Whom have I put in your care?”
The exhaustive list almost always comes back as my wife and my kids. If you want to be more complete, you can add my grand-kids. But the oldest of those two only has the attention span for “Cat In The Hat”. Oh, and my sisters. They tell me I should write. So they will read this because – well they are my sisters and I’m the baby brother. And they have loved me forever. I know. Doesn’t sound glamorous does it. Yeah, I didn’t think so either. But that’s ok. I’ve come to a point where that is really ok. I’m content.
Why do I even mention this? Because what I envisioned for my life is a far cry from
where I am. One thing that hasn’t changed is how God has wired me. I’m a shepherd. I think I would have been pretty good as one in real life. Sleeping under the stars, telling stories to the sheep, caring for the young, feeding those needing a little more assistance, and doing all I can to defend them from predators.
“Take care of those I put in front of you…”
So a new mental formatting. I’ve clarified my audience. I don’t write to impress or be recognized. It’s not “for” anyone else. These are my love letters, musings, and thoughts from me. If someone is reading over your shoulder, that’s ok too.
Its for those whom God has given me at the intersections of life…This is for you. No one else. So…where are we heading?
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Thanks for letting us look over your back. We were reminded last night at church that all saints have at least one spiritual calling in common. We are all priests – 1 Peter 2:5. While our earthly ministries differ we can offer praise, supplication, and thanksgiving as part of the royal priesthood.
We were also reminded that Jesus asked Peter “do you love me” three times and wasn’t satisfied with lip service but said “feed my lambs”. Thanking God He allows us to get crumbs from the table as you feed your lambs.
Thank you, Charlie! Living in community even when sometimes only by electronic means allows us to feed each other’s souls. Have a great week my friend.