14 August 2015

Home to House – A Pause to Relax

Greetings Dear Reader,

The journey north was free of incident.  I did get the wrong hotel at first but the delay was minimal.  It seemed that the Grandsons were completely energized once we were in the room.  They eventually settled.

As I write this there is a chorus of snores around me that is quite adorable.  Little children snore in a way this is not obnoxious like mine are.  The day holds some adventure and entertainment.  It is a day to relax and enjoy my Grandsons, my Son, and the anticipation of tomorrow’s wedding.

I already feel a bit recharged.  I mentioned earlier in the month that feeling of hoteling.  I have it again this morning but with anticipation of good things with good people.  I have already had a lesson.  On the way up we encountered what my Son called battling billboards. 

I had noticed them as well.  There were billboards advertising both a porn shop up the road and others advertising how much God hates pornography.  I found the whole thing quite foolish.  I also think that it might be a waste of resources.   We are to be salt and light.  We are also to be wise.

If one person sees the evil that is involved in the trafficking of flesh because of those billboards it is enough.  We have to also balance what is going to make us look foolish in the negative way.  I must assure that my representation of Christ is not only accurate but relevant.

As I rest with my family today I will find a way to incorporate this into my thinking.  I must balance being relevant without watering down the message of the gospel.  I must be a fool for Christ without being foolish in my actions.

God’s Own Fool - Michael Card

Seems I've imagined Him all of my life
As the wisest of all of mankind
But if God's Holy wisdom is foolish to man
He must have seemed out of His mind
For even His family said He was mad
And the priest said a demon's to blame
But, God in the form of this angry young man
Could not have seemed perfectly sane

When we in our foolishness thought we were wise
He played the fool and He opened our eyes
When we in our weakness believed we were strong
He became helpless to show we were wrong

So we follow God's own Fool
For only the foolish can tell
Believe the unbelievable; come be a fool as well

So come lose your life for a carpenter's son
For a madman who died for a dream
And you’ll have the faith His first followers had
And you'll feel the weight of the beam

So surrender the hunger to say you must know
Have the courage to say I believe
For the power of paradox opens your eyes
And blinds those who say they can see

When we in our foolishness thought we were wise
He played the fool and He opened our eyes
When we in our weakness believed we were strong
He became helpless to show we were wrong

So we follow God's own Fool
For only the foolish can tell
Believe the unbelievable; come be a fool as well

Wishing you joy in the journey,

Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure store.”

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