Chivalrous

Guys, we have to take a long, hard look at chivalry. When it’s true and good, it’s great. But a lot of time it’s demeaning. Unfortunately, Christianity has taken on both the good, the bad, and the ugly now and again.

We cannot feed the homeless while secretly believing they are all economic sponges and violent, drug addicts.

We cannot do missionary work in other countries while building walls between us because we believe they will rape or kill us and steal our jobs.

We cannot open doors for women and buy dinner while seeing them only as fuck-buddies, unable to do the same jobs as good as or better than us.

These things are not compatible. We may say we love everyone, but this love is often cheap. It’s more a love of love rather than a love of others. We must respect everyone. That is how we love. That is how we help. That is how we grow.

When we look at each others as equals, we see that there is in fact a lot of need out there, but we are not only empowered to meet that need but also empowered to empower as well.

 

True Romance

True romance is found in pajamas,

sitting around reading a book,

and talking at tea shops

until the words run out.

 

True romance is day-long outings

to places you have never been before,

to explore something at a whim.

They’re in compliments over dinner

and simply holding hands while walking down the street.

 

True romance is found is the quiet running of errands

the conscious choice to spent time together,

being engaging,

laughing, listening, being a sounding board

to the day’s (mis)adventures.

 

True romance is found outside of solutions

when drama is spilled forth,

in the simple words “that stinks” and “I’m sorry.”

 

It’s helping out someone in need,

a friend, a family member, some guy on the street.

It’s cheering your partner on as they pursue their dreams,

and calling them out when they go astray.

 

It’s forgiving and being forgiven.

It’s serving God together

and hanging out with mutual friends.

 

It’s a hug. It’s a touch. It’s a smile.

It’s all the little things, as fluttery as a butterfly

caught up in the wind.

 

What Am I to You?

Read: Mark 8:27-30

So Jesus is walking down the road one day. He stops, turns to His disciples, and says, “who do you say I am? Some people say this, some people say that, and some people say something else; but, you, what do you think?” Peter gives a stellar response, worthy of any top Sunday school or Bible class. Then, Jesus, satisfied, turns and keeps walking.

Another day, Jesus TELLS the disciples who He is and what is going to happen to Him and Peter will have nothing to do with it. Jesus rebukes Peter and, again, keeps walking.

I love that, as we walk farther along with Jesus, He will continually check in, always asking who we think He is. Or better yet, He will ask why we are even here. The options are many. Sometimes our responses are stellar. Sometimes they are still brewing, works in process. Sometimes, they aren’t simpatico, don’t quite vibe, with Jesus’ will and person.

This is a personal journey. Jesus does not ask us to delegate our response to a friend or family member or religious leader. He asks us individually (also corporately, if applied to a singular body), who we think He is and why we are here? He listens. Then He discusses. He cares about the response. For Him, there is a right and wrong answer, but He wants to know where we stand first.

So, who is Jesus to you? Why are you at His side? Be honest. No points for brown nosing. He wants you as you are. He can work with us from there.

Sabbath Rest

I find I am much happier when I am at rest.

Note, I am seldom without something to do;

but, there is a significant difference between

having a schedule that’s full to the brim,

and doing what needs to be done as the need arises.

I have a knack for overbooking.

Why? I don’t know.

It takes me away from my wife, it robs me of my joy,

and it depletes my finances,

yet I overbook all the time.

Maybe I just desire the fame, or the attention?

Or maybe I am just afraid of being alone.

God, you are enough.

Let me be proactive about pursuing peace.

Welcome me in to Your Sabbath rest.