I am Sorry about where I have been!
It has been an extended time since I sat down in the evening
intent on stringing together word that have a clear meaning and that are
honouring to Father. Even now I am far
from confident that I can do this still.
As many of the readers of this piece will remember from 300 episodes, or
so, in the past. This blog was started
as a partnership between Father as originator and myself, as copy boy. Somewhere along the journey I developed a
sense of independence, and to put a not too fine a point on it the flow of
inspiration started to dry up.
It all was so sweet a partnership. In the beginning I contended with the Master
on my ability to string continuous passages together on a daily basis but after
a period of contention I finally conceded on the basis the He would supply the text
and often the title and I moved to the inspiration of His Spirit.
To put it bluntly I started to believe in my ability and
developed a pride based attitude to a written exercise of faith in concert with
the One who is always faithful. At this
point there must be a definition of the part in which my error stood between
the flow of words and Master’s supply.
When pride raised its ugly head, Master did what He usually does and He
stood to one side: He stood there behind me as I struggled to pull together a
500 to 600 word blog.
It is not as if the concept of the blog was expired, an
argument I successfully used within the constructs of my mind. It is always an admirable thing to do to
“Make A Difference Daily” in our own lives or in the lives that we impact in
the process our 24/7 life among others: and unfortunately that is where I went
off on my tangent. Father cannot use us
when we have our own agendas and even more than that when we stop listening to
His enticing words.
Words are just that words, they have no inherent value that
makes them readable. This is found in
the source that is entrenched, or perhaps in the sauce which makes them
palatable to the consumer. In fact the
ownership of any piece of work is, once it is written is only partly that of
the writer, it is more owned by the readers who give it life and liberty. Or on the other hand decide that the best
place for it may be in the ever available file 13.
Having made the above comments I have made myself very
vulnerable as I have rather pointedly empowered you to consider this piece junk
or of value.
Having had my rant can we return to the topic which is part
of the piece? Our mad world and is there
still a value in attempting to be change agents in our little piece of the
world? Sometimes Dad may give us a major change to initiate. In other environments the change is as simple
as creating an environment of peace in an area where there is little peace. As an example that I was involved in some time
back was creating an openness in the people we regularly meet. It was as simple as “smiling for a while”
simply put engaging people with our eyes and having reached that far then to
simply give them a smile. It was
interesting to notice people in the not too far time that would be ready to
offer me a smile, they seemed to be on the lookout for me with the smile.
This is a “simple” way of making a difference for every one
of us there are any number of activities that Father has for us to reach others
for Him and in so doing make a difference daily
Might I suggest that God is calling each and every one of us
to make that sort of difference daily as a part of bringing forth the Kingdom
of God on earth? Paul of Tarsus would respond that this is our very duty as
children of God.
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