Jesus worked with his hands, earning a living, for thirty years. He built chairs, tables, tools; whatever a carpenter could build, he did it. Then he was sent into the wilderness, to be set apart from the rest of society, the culture, all that he knew. So that he could prepare for his ministry(do we really know the meaning of the word ministry? Or is it a word just thrown around so people have a 'general' idea; that being that we are telling the gospel boldly?). Let me rephrase, 'So that he could prepare for his: healing the sick/diseased(blindness, bleeding, death, blindness, doubt, paralyzed, leprosy, severed ear), cast out demons, speaking life into the broken and empty hearts, love the ones that he came in contact with, share the heart of his Father in heaven, disciple twelve men that would be responsible for spreading the teachings and news of who Jesus and Abba and Holy Spirit is, leading to his death on a carved out tree.
Now, that sounds like a lot to put on any persons plate, particularly to be accomplished in three years. Yet Jesus, who is our Father God in human form, came to earth to live a perfect life without blemish. This allowed for his life to be deserving of the reward of heaven/eternal life, but there was a catch. As he hung on the carved out tree, our Father and Jesus' Father, put all the brokenness and darkness that is in our hearts on Jesus. This overwhelming weight Jesus experienced killed him. Only so we could, as sons and heirs of the Kingdom of God, take hold of the reward Jesus had waiting for him. What?!?!
But throughout this, Jesus asked that we as believers, disciples, and followers of our Father God, that we do his works, and greater! We can do all that he did in his three years of loving the world, and more, simply because God the Father decided to give us the blessing that He gave Jesus.
..........So everyday, I go out into the community around me, and love people, care for people, pray for people, share Jesus with people. We meet in the mornings as a family, worship, read the Holy Bible, and pray. Ah, family time is so enjoyable when Holy Spirit comes and rests on our time, revealing new things to our hearts, and then allowing us to pick up and go share it, go practice it, go be it! Not a day goes by that we don't have neighbor kids in our house, sharing food, stories, jokes, music, or just plain fun. They even like to stick around for worship, and reading the word of God. Wednesday night we even went around the room describing Papa with every letter in the alphabet, three times over!! We figured that being 78, minus a few for obscure letters. Even the ten year old kids came up with awesome words describing who God is, and they don't have the doctrinal or theological background that we have in the house. Whether it was illustrious, obedient, or just amazing! The concept of who God is in the eyes of a child is a beautiful and humbling thing, and I am soaking it up.
We even like to go hang out at the park. Whether it's going to the pool, playing hide-and-seek, climbing trees, playing on the playground, kicking a soccer ball, or just running around; the kids love it! We then have an opportunity to sometimes talk to the parents as well, getting to know them, and just loving them. Whether we share the gospel or not, we know that we were able to be a part of someone else's life, because we wanted to love them. Anything else is in vain, if it is not in love. That hits hard, every time.
Right now, that's what I can process in words, but there is so much more! Look for more very soon.
Blessings to all of you, truly.
Morgan
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