Failure is something we all have in common. We’ve all experienced it.
In fact, if we’re completely honest with ourselves, it’s a very, very common occurrence in some way or another.
Jesus’ disciples were familiar with this as well. When Jesus was arrested, His followers scattered. Peter followed at a safe distance, but then, when it was suggested that he was with Jesus, he denied that he knew Jesus… 3 times.
In their guilt and fear and lack of understanding, Peter and some of the others went fishing one night. And there, in their failure, Jesus came.
Jesus stepped into the mess of their failure and brought purpose.
Will you SEE HIM – that He is not finished with you despite your failures?
Will you BELIEVE HIM – that there is so much more of Himself that He wants to show you?
Will you KNOW HIM – more and more and more as you walk through this life seeking, following, learning of Him?
It’s easy to get bogged down in the muck of the social conflict around us. This morning, I find myself reflecting upon the vast expanse of a three-letter word: all.
One element of the many debates storming and swirling around us is the over-application of this word. Generalizations about people of some lifestyle or another and hyper-application of stereotypes and prejudices are simply the norm on most every side of most every debate.
We are, it seems, bent on making blanket statements. But there is one that jumps out at me this morning. It is one absolutely perfect use of the word and its fullest, most complete understanding. It is the beautifully simple statement of John the Apostle who identified himself often as “the one whom Jesus loved.”
“If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.” (1 John 1:9)
That word, “all,” is absolute. When we come to God and simply agree with Him about our failings – accepting that what He says is sin truly is sin – we are cleansed from ALL unrighteousness.
Continue reading The Wonder of the All
I wrote recently about the discovery of two very young oppossums that I discovered in the garbage can in my garage. (Read about it here.)
I remembered, some time after publishing that post, an item I picked up at a roadside establishment in the middle of Tennessee a few years back. It is, or at least claims to be, possum in a can.
Continue reading Possum in a Can – Part 2