Today I took my son to have his wisdom teeth removed, and as I was thinking about that I prayed that his wisdom would increase as his teeth were gone. Two days ago he got a lip ring, and as I contemplated its meaning I was pretty pleased with myself. My son admitted that I am a pretty cool mom compared to some uptight moms he knows, and that made his lip ring worth it. Or may be he just manipulated my feelings.
Either way, I want their hearts, not the appearance of godliness. Isn't that what God wants? Of course, is it what we give Him? Not always. I am reading "Blue Like Jazz" by Donald Miller and although I don't agree with a lot of his stuff, I really enjoyed his chapter "Confession." In it, he and a very small group of Christian friends who attended this ungodly university decided to open a Confession booth in the middle of campus as they were having a once a year festival/orgie/drug and drunkenness party. This Christian group decided, though, that they would confess their own sins to whoever came in the booth, and ask for their forgiveness for having misrepresented Jesus, for the televangelists, for not taking care of the poor and the needy, for the problems that their own selfishness and pride had caused. The students, mostly unsaved, were touched by this act of true humility, and there were lots of Godly fruit multiplying throughout campus due to these guys' obedience.
Now, next time I see a guy with some kind of piercing or tattoo I will tell myself: "Careful what you think, it could be you son!" And he may be reaching a section of the world I can't.
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that was my favorite chapter too. i loved the idea, and since then I have done that...asked for forgiveness from a non-christian that seemed quite angry at religion in general.
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