Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Where I am at

There are certain things in life that are God breathed.

Creation

Communion

Covenant

- God created the world

- Then sought communion with his creation

- Then fulfilled his covenant with man, by sending his own flesh and blood. His only son to be sacfice for our sins. All he asks is that we accept and commit to living for him, and bring others to do the same.

Simple.

So simple it seems that we cannot understand. We try to do more than we are supposed to do. I try to do more than I am supposed to do. Way more. I get so far ahead of where He wants me. I wade far out into the water and then a storm comes and I am tossed by the waves. He says come back, to the shallow. You are not ready to be there. Stay here we will do this together. Ye of little faith why did you doubt...

Now I see...

Now I see who I have hurt...

Now I see what I have learned...

Now I see I am no where close to where God will take me in my lifetime, If I continue to follow Him...

Now I see but as a poor reflection in a mirror, then we shall see face to face...

And now I will show you the most excellent way. If I speak in the tongues of men and angles, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging symbol. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all knowledge and all mysteries, if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love I am nothing. If I give all I posses to the poor, and sacrifice my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.

Love is patient, love is kind, it does not envy it does not boast. It is not proud, it is not rude, it is not self seeking. It is not easily angered. It keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, and always perseveres.

Love never fails. But where there are prophecies they will cease, where there are tongues, they will be stilled: where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part; but when perfection comes the imperfect disappears. When I was a child I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man I put childish ways behind me. Now I see but a poor reflection as in a mirror then we shall see face to face; now I know in part then I shall know fully even as I am fully known.

And now these three remain faith hope and love. But the greatest of these is love. 1 Corinthians 13