April 29, 2009
Gracious Uncertainty
. . . it has not yet been revealed what we shall be . . . —1 John 3:2
Our natural inclination is to be so precise— trying always to forecast accurately what will happen next— that we look upon uncertainty as a bad thing. We think that we must reach some predetermined goal, but that is not the nature of the spiritual life. The nature of the spiritual life is that we are certain in our uncertainty. Consequently, we do not put down roots. Our common sense says, "Well, what if I were in that circumstance?" We cannot presume to see ourselves in any circumstance in which we have never been.
Certainty is the mark of the commonsense life— gracious uncertainty is the mark of the spiritual life. To be certain of God means that we are uncertain in all our ways, not knowing what tomorrow may bring. This is generally expressed with a sigh of sadness, but it should be an expression of breathless expectation. We are uncertain of the next step, but we are certain of God. As soon as we abandon ourselves to God and do the task He has placed closest to us, He begins to fill our lives with surprises. When we become simply a promoter or a defender of a particular belief, something within us dies. That is not believing God — it is only believing our belief about Him. Jesus said, ". . . unless you . . . become as little children . . ." (Matthew 18:3 ). The spiritual life is the life of a child. We are not uncertain of God, just uncertain of what He is going to do next. If our certainty is only in our beliefs, we develop a sense of self-righteousness, become overly critical, and are limited by the view that our beliefs are complete and settled. But when we have the right relationship with God, life is full of spontaneous, joyful uncertainty and expectancy. Jesus said, ". . . believe also in Me" (John 14:1 ), not, "Believe certain things about Me". Leave everything to Him and it will be gloriously and graciously uncertain how He will come in— but you can be certain that He will come. Remain faithful to Him.
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
The Perfect Marriage Ever...
is if Spock married Kirk. If that Vulcan creature could succumb to his homosapien needs and see that Kirk is everything he's not (let's just hope their babies get Kirk's ears)
Monday, June 15, 2009
R.I.P, Mr AR
last week our med team had our first casualty - Mr. AR who had lived a good life but was now succumbing to pneumonia and sepsis. When infection spreads thruout ur body it will eventually attack the brain causing delirium which can manifest as personality changes. I watched as AR changed from a cheerful, jovial character into someone who wanted to bite my head off. I could see the hatred in his eyes, like from 'The Exorcist' and the fact that he was having difficulty breathing meant that he sounded like the Beast when he talked (obviously not as hairy and without the teeth). After being violent for 2 days, AR passed away surrounded by his family who chose to remember him as a loving man and not the Beast that he had become.
As for man, his days are like grass,
he flourishes like a flower of the field;
the wind blows over it and it is gone,
and its place remembers it no more.
As for man, his days are like grass,
he flourishes like a flower of the field;
the wind blows over it and it is gone,
and its place remembers it no more.
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