Today’s Sermon, “A Place Called Bethany”

Then Jesus said to them plainly, “Lazarus is dead.

“And I am glad for your sakes that I was not there, that you may believe.  Nevertheless let us go to him.”

Then Thomas, who is called the Twin, said to his fellow disciples, “Let us also go, that we may die with Him.”

So when Jesus came, He found that he had already been in the tomb four days.

Now Bethany was near Jerusalem, about two miles away.

And many of the Jews had joined the women around Martha and Mary, to comfort them concerning their brother.

Now Martha, as soon as she had heard that Jesus was coming, went and met Him, but Mary was sitting at the house.

Now Martha said to Jesus, “Lord, if You had been here, my brother would not have died.

“But even now I know that whatever You ask of God, God will give You.”

Jesus said to her, “Your brother will rise again.”

John 11: 14-23 NKJV

I just wanted to come in and share the Scripture from today, and share a little on how poignantly it hit on my current orientation and posture toward God in this season.  It is always a season of purpose, or should be anyway, and today’s sermon was a reminder of what the real Christian life looks like, majority of the time.  And it isn’t always “pretty.”

It sometimes involves weeping (“Jesus wept.”).  It sometimes involves death.  It sometimes involves the hard lesson that outward display of service does not always trump a resting at the Lord’s feet in worship (Martha and Mary).

Most of all it was a reminder and an encouragement for me that despite the circumstance or the trouble, I am exactly where God intends for me to be.  I am on the path and plan that He has ordered for my life. How do I know? I have communion with Him. I pray to Him and He answers. Blessings appear in my life that I didn’t know were coming. Harvest has brought forth fruit when I’d thought the sowing in drought was just the motion that ought to be taken to be a good steward.

Sundays I rest. (I tell myself I’m going to do this, that, and the other, but realistically I sleep, read, and chomp leftovers all day long.). And today I rest on this Word, and in reflection. What do I put my hands to, what do I work so hard for, what and who do I put my faith in? I find that that awareness leads to a place where I can start anew in the morning, and act on what I’ve gleaned by His Spirit.

Blessed Sunday (and Everyday) to everyone!

Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean;

Wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.

Psalm 51:7 NKJV

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P.S. My Pastor preached strong today.  Check it out, and have a blessed week.

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