Let me first say, I do not like rain. I know we need it, but I do not like going out in it. So when MOM put on her hiking boots and a jacket and put my collar on I thought she was nuts. It was raining like, well like cats and dogs outside. But I got in the Blazer thinking wherever she was going I would just stay dry in the car.We pulled up to one of my favorite places the run around and guess what? Murphy and Bert were there. Well maybe I’ll get out for a little bit just to say hello. There were a lot of people besides us there. Seems that some crazy people where going to jump in the pond to raise money for something. A 2-legger friend of Bert’s was going to jump in. So we were there to cheer and support her. Before the fun began the three of us took a little walk with our mom’s in the pouring rain!
Me and The Murphy
Me and Bert. Sorry for the blurry photo, but as I said it was POURING down rain
Me and my stick. I love me a stick. This stick was attached to part of a tree, no problem I just let the current help me take it down stream.
OH is it WET!
Then we watch the people jump in the pond and then headed home where MOM dried me off real good.
Then MOM did something she has not done in a VERY long time. She turned up the thermostat! Normally it is set at 60 degrees. But after I got toweled off she turned it up to 66! It’s like a heat wave in here.
MOM is going to preach about “Bearing or Wearing”. I was a little concerned until she told me it was about the Kingdom of God. Whewww. I thought the naked truth might take on a whole new meaning. Anyway here are my thoughts.
How can the kingdom of God “come near” for this twenty-first century?
As disciples we have to be willing to bear the cross, not just wear the cross. Jesus called his disciples to service, to sacrifice, to being the last, the least, the lowliest. When Jesus promised to make his first disciples “fishers of people” it was a mission that came with fishhooks in thumbs, raw and ripped hands, long days of hard work and the possibility of empty nets.
Jesus said, “If any want to become my followers, let them deny themselves and take up their cross and follow me” (Matthew 16:24-25). Life’s “crosses” are not barricades blocking your path to the future but bridges that take you across.
This story I have not been able to verify. But if it is not historically true, it is spiritually true.
There is a story about the sculptor Auguste Rodin (1840-1917), who is most famous for his “The Thinker.” It seems that one day Rodin noticed a large crucifix that had been discarded in a pile of trash. Although it was terribly marred and defaced, Rodin perceived that it could be restored to its original beauty. Consequently he and some companions carried it to his home.
But the cross was too big for the house. What to do? Rather than return it to the trash heap, Rodin decided to knock out some walls and raise the roof of his house to make room for the cross.Has the cross of Christ made you knock out some walls and raise the roof of your life? If it has, then that’s kingdom living.