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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