We live in an imperfect world and we are imperfect people. I really do not think that I have shared anything which is an earth-shattering truth in the very first sentence of this post. Nor am I sharing any new revelation with any of you which you did not already know. However, I wonder how often we forget this reality. I wonder how often we expect perfection and become upset when either ourselves or someone else show imperfection.
This morning when I came to my office I encountered a laundry list of issues with the state of the building. I was out of the office yesterday and there was activity here last night. Now, this is not the first time that I have encountered situations such as this one. My reaction was from the gut and I would have to admit that it was less than a positive reaction. I spent the first fifteen minutes of the time in my office correcting the issues which I discovered. Again, this was not part of my early arrival plans so my frustration was building with each correction I made. When I actually was able to sit down at my desk, I wanted to impulsively send an email to the individual responsible for the building last night and share my displeasure. However, something (or should I say someone) held me back and led me to wait until I had returned from my morning coffee time. I am grateful that I made that decision. While I still intend to follow-up on the issues with the appropriate person, I have determined a different way to do that follow-up.
For me what made the change was something which arose during my morning devotions. I was looking at a passage from the Bible which included a statement from Jesus about the promise of the resurrection. When most people think about a bodily resurrection, they are not convinced that they want to have their current physical body resurrected. They often list all the imperfections which they have identified with their current body. These people are fine with the concept of spiritual resurrection but shy away from the idea of the bodily resurrection which we who believe in Christ include in our understandings. I think the issue here is the hope of everything being perfect in the presence of God and that the way they understand their physical bodies as imperfect does not fit with their desire to be perfect in the presence of God.
The key here for me is to realize that the Spirit has the power and does perfect the imperfect us. Even at the point of our spiritual resurrection, our spirit is not perfect. Our spirit is marred and marked by the sin of our life. However, the Spirit perfects our spirit when Jesus places the cloak of righteousness on us as we are spiritually resurrected. If the Lord can do this with our spirit, how do we think the Lord is any less capable of perfecting our bodies at the point of our bodily resurrection.
Yes, we are imperfect. We are imperfect inside and out. However, the Spirit of the Lord is capable of perfecting us. This is important truth that we must keep in mind as we deal with one another and as we consider the promise of the resurrection.
So I want to leave you with these reminders:
Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come: The old has gone, the new is here! (2 Corinthians 5:17, NIV)
Listen, I tell you a mystery: We will not all sleep, but we will all be changed—in a flash, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, the dead will be raised imperishable, and we will be changed. (1 Corinthians 15:51-52, NIV)
Image provided by compassionfayetteville.wordpress.com
Over this past weekend I had the privilege of watching some young adults demonstrate compassion for others. I watched as they helped guide a person and ensure that the individual felt a part of what they were doing. They demonstrated patience and understanding. They provided support and encouragement. They mentored the individual so that the person had confidence. This was truly a role model for other youth and many adults.
Compassion is one item which the world seems to be lacking in serious ways. There appears to me to be a great abundance of violence and hatred in the world. This is definitely not a new situation. Humans seem to have always leaned more toward the violent side than the compassionate side. Some would argue that this was evident in one of the earliest accounts of humans known as the Cain and Abel story.
As a person of faith, I find that Jesus definitely showed great compassion. Jesus even reminded all humans of the great need for compassion when he said:
“Then the King will say to those on his right, ‘Come, you who are blessed by my Father; take your inheritance, the kingdom prepared for you since the creation of the world. For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.’
“Then the righteous will answer him, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?’
“The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’
(Matthew 25:34-40, NIV)
May we all learn from others who demonstrate compassion. I was reminded of it through the actions of some young adults.
As we embark on another graduation weekend, I decided to share a song that I believe is my hope for all those graduating from high school and college. Always be a part of the dance….
Congratulations Class of 2015! May your journey be filled with great wonder and surprises as you take your next steps!
Image provided by dreamitjustdoit.wordpress.com
Some people see life as an endless series of challenges, disappointments, and burdens. Individuals who view life in this manner often struggle through each day just hoping to survive. They tend to have a pessimistic view of matters. They often are the ones full of complaints and struggle to find something positive to share.
Other people view life as an adventure. For these individuals, each day is filled with unknown opportunity. They see challenges as a way to grow and learn. They view disappointments as a way to build perseverance. They experience burdens as a means to a better end. These individuals often are optimistic about life. They find the positive in situations which can appear very negative. The twists and turns of life energize them and they anticipate the surprises which lie ahead with an eagerness.
I strive to view life as an adventure. One of the self-discoveries which I have had in recent years is that I yearn for adventure. I am energized by new experiences and new discoveries. I enjoy challenges and view them as opportunities to conquer and move ahead. Now, I would have to admit that when I am feeling overwhelmed or tired, I can easily slip into the other viewpoint. So it is important for me to make sure that I have times of retreat and recharge. However, overall I would have to admit that I love the adventure which comprises my life.
Which viewpoint do you choose? How do you approach life? I hope that you can find the great joy of the adventure.
As this weekend approaches, many will celebrate the moms in their lives. I will celebrate in the memories. One of my Mom’s favorite songs is the one which I post today. But I post this for two reasons, the first is to celebrate Mom and the second is the reminder that others can be our bridge. My Mom was often one of my bridges.
Today for some reason, my thoughts have been circling around my parents. Early this year my Dad returned to the arms of his Lord. My Mom has been experiencing the glory of the Lord for almost six years now. I am very grateful for knowing that their difficulties have ended and their work is no longer laborious. However, for some reason today I am a little sad. This date is not significant in their or my life but today I am impacted.
There are days when I find myself thinking about them. After my Dad’s death, I began using pictures that I had put on my computer for his tribute video as my screen saver. When I see pictures of each of them, other family members, and the two of them together, I remember the situation during which the picture was taken. Most days those memories bring smiles to my face. Today, I felt a tear in my eye as I looked at the pictures.
I miss them. Life for them and for us was not always perfect. There were difficulties and there were fights. But there was also laughter and joy. Each of them brought something different as a gift to me. I learned so many things from each of them. I am the person who I am because they had influenced me. I am grateful to them both. Most importantly I always knew of their love and their never wavering support.
And today, I miss you Mom and Dad. I will always love you!