Jesus sent them out
first the twelve, then the seventy-two
He sent them out with nothing,
reminding us all we don’t need all the baggage
all the stuff
to accomplish His mission
We just need Him
And if His message is not received
that is okay,
just knock the dust off and keep on going.
We’ve got to do,
miracles to perform,
demons to expel.
Let the Kingdom of God begin here today!
The sun shines upon our windshield as we drive down the Blue Ridge, blaring 106.9 as we drive ’round bikers and sight seers toward the top of Grandfather Mountain.
Finally, we get there and we pull over and park. We pull the picnic stuff out of the back, the basket and the food and the sparkling water and the blankets. We take the short hike up through the trees, waving to other hikers, families and couples and elderly people with dogs.
We reach the top. We go out to the edge and look out. People are taking selfies. We stretch out our blanket and set up shop. We talk about the day, of work and worries, of small celebrations. We eat every last morsel and drink every drop, then we pack up and go home.
The view is just as lovely going down. It’s not about the journey or even the destination, but the time together. You gotta redeem the time while you can, cuz it’s fleeting. That’s for sure.
In the meantime, we’re happy just being us.
In your other life,
you are a warrior princess.
You fight and spar with the younger men,
tell stories and crack jokes with the older men.
Your husband is strong and wealthy and kind
and looks upon you like you were ageless.
You face dragons with your sons
and dance around in fairy crowns with your daughters.
You listen to the wisdom of the widows
and bedeck the young women in flowing dresses.
You eat mutton with your mouth open
and sing sweet songs on the lyre.
Your skin is tough
Your belly full
All you see in the reflection of the waters
is pure beauty
In the morning, you watch the horizon with hope
In the evening, you sprint through the forests,
climbing the tallest tree
just to watch the suns go down.
You dream of flying
and the next morning you sprout wings.
You whisper to the ground and it grows.
All your ways and your days are full of magic.
Imagine now that this other life
is not too far gone,
that it is yours for the taking.
You are full of possibility
Your life is meant to be
a thing of legends.
You can’t go back You can’t go back
YOU CAN’T GO BACK
Eden has been razed, with a sword-wielding angel
No returning to the womb,
the only choice is to walk
into the arms of Jesus.
Baby steps are still steps,
as long as you reach your destination.
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Bless you all!
I wake up the next morning and I think,
“Dang, I should have gone.”
We skip out of opportunities
because we are lazy, afraid, indecisive
We tell ourselves that another opportunity just like it will come
But how do we know?
Lord, give the discernment to cut through my own barriers
and take a chance on life,
especially in this season of rebirth.
When you go a-travelin’
top mountains top and rivers wide,
always keep your compass ready
and know where base camp resides,
for though this world is full of mystery
with wonders stored in every inch,
base camp is where your anchor stands,
so that you might return home again.