14 March 2016

Better Than A Hallelujah Sometimes – Man of Sorrow

Greetings Dear Reader,

I cannot imagine wandering through the world knowing that no matter what I do the people I care for will reject me and my best friends will abandon me in my darkest hour.  I have been rejected and abandoned but it does not compare to the story for Jesus.

I wonder how often we put our minds honestly in the place of Christ.  I try to but often cannot get my head around the concept.  A God/man who mostly acts human but knows your thoughts and intents searches you to see what your needs are and show you love.  He knows what we are going to do to him and still gives us his very best.

Everything about Christ is geared toward bringing things back to good.  He walks in sorrow so that we may have joy.  He delves into our deepest needs knowing we will reject his love and deny him.  He takes a beating and is murdered so that we can live. 

His sorrow is not only because of the rejection but because he knows what we need.  We all know this feeling.  We look at people who are doing things to damage their own lives and will not accept the help needed to make it better. 

I want my life to turn every moment to one of following and accepting who Christ is.  I want to live and move and have my being in him.  I want to avoid creating sorrow for the one who gave all for me.

Man of Constant Sorrow – Soggy Bottom Boys

(In constant sorrow all through his days)

I am a man of constant sorrow
I've seen trouble all my days
I bid farewell to old Kentucky
The place where I was born and raised

(The place where he was born and raised)

For six long years I've been in trouble
No pleasure here on Earth I found
For in this world I'm bound to ramble
I have no friends to help me now

(He has no friends to help him now)

It's fare-thee-well my old true lover
I never expect to see you again
For I'm bound to ride that northern railroad
Perhaps I'll die upon this train

(Perhaps he'll die upon this train)

You can bury me in some deep valley
For many years where I may lay
And you may learn to love another
While I am sleeping in my grave

(While he is sleeping in his grave)

Maybe your friends think I'm just a stranger
My face you never will see no more
But there is one promise that is given
I'll meet you on God's golden shore

(He'll meet you on God's golden shore)

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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