and the winner is…

the frost on the old car in front is a dream. the grass is holding it too.

frost is wrapping up its time with us. can winter and quick be in the same sentence? this year, somehow, they are. for me.

“see the sun shining?” my six year old boy asks after creeping down the stairs.

i do.

what god gives and what we make. penance is understandable, grace, not so much. a self-made man has much to be proud of. a self-made man has admiration in his wings. a self-made man works hard.

he can be anywhere. he can be in the pulpit. he can be in the corner office. he can be winning an oscar.

so what is the difference? what is the difference between what god gives and what we make?

it’s easier.

grace is easier than penance.

a lot easier.

this week in our friend’s living room, a man spoke of having to battle thinking of christians as weak. to him, hearing the word ‘christian’, brought to mind a picture of someone who needed something to carry him or someone who needed an excuse.

i need an excuse.

“He gives strength to the weary
and increases the power of the weak.
Even youths grow tired and weary,
and young men stumble and fall;
but those who hope in the LORD
will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;
they will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not be faint.”
Isaiah 40:29-31

what if the places in our lives that are easiest are where god is? sound like an excuse?

you try it.

try to stop paying penance. try to stop working so hard. try to lay down your need to be a self-made man. easy is not so easy. i know.

someone in the pulpit could get there with ease.  someone in the corner office shakes his head as to how easy it was to end up with it.  someone hears their name called for best actor and marvels at yet another blessing.

blessings on your weekend. find something out there to enjoy and do it with all your strength. enjoy with all your might. i’ll try and do the same.

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2 replies on “ and the winner is… ”
  1. I’m sitting here at work reading through your archive with tears in my eyes. thank you. thank you. thank you.

    it is writing like this that makes me believe in god.

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