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Maaaaaaaan

I did not mean to post a gazillion things today. But the revelation. Maaaaan.

So. I’m helping someone and driving their car. I drive a Chevy Malibu. They drive a Buick Regal.

There’s an alert on their car where I have an info system. I let it be yesterday.

Today, I started pushing stuff on the steering wheel. I said Oops I’m messing with stuff. I asked how I could make the alert go away.

They asked what it was, knowing what it was, and said it won’t until they handle it.

I explained why I said something about it. I was like on my car I can see the speed without having to look at the speedometer. Then I was like, but this isn’t my car. Let me leave it alone cuz I drive a Chevy and this is a Buick.

I said it would preach and maybe I would remember later to write a blog post. Here we are.

We drive two totally different cars-not even the same make. They have different dash boards, different “operating syatems,” different everything, especially considering mine is a car and theirs is an SUV. Shoot. I keep hitting my knee when I get in.

I am in their car trying to drive it like it is my car. That won’t work. What’s theirs is theirs and what’s mine is mine.

I can’t operate what they have going on the way I operate what I have going on.

I saw my girl Shanicka Vail House (@shanickavailhouse on Instagram) post on her My Transparent (MOM)ents (@mytransparentmoments on Instagram) page about the story we often recall to illustrate minding our path and business our way. David couldn’t fit Saul’s armor and it would have been disastrous if he tried to stay Goliath wearing Saul’s armor (all of this is in 1 Samuel 17).

She didn’t go this deep. But. David had already killed large animals his way without the benefit of armor. So, based on his experience and his experience with God, he knew all he needed was that slingshot and five smooth stones.

The armor worked for Saul. It was custom made for Saul. Saul had experience being victorious with that armor. He worried because he didn’t know David’s way.

The purpose God has for us is singularly ours. The anointing for us is singularly ours.

Sure, we can glean from the testimony of others. But, I caution us against wanting the glory of others without knowing the story.

Saul didn’t know what it took for David to be able to stand in front of a giant unarmed. He was skeptical of David’s choice. But. David did something no other man could.

I can’t do what you or anybody else can. You can’t do what I or anybody else can.

Embrace the unique call and drive your car your way. Sure, you may have to be something to someone like Paul says when he says be all things to all people (1 Corinthians 9:22). Drive their car and give it back! Or maybe drive your car to suit then. But drop them off and go back to doing it your way.

Skkkkkrrrrrrt. There may be advice that will help you drive your car better. That’s what mechanics are for. Or people who have been driving longer. Don’t discount what may help you. But, don’t get caught up in others. God sends people and things to help. We just have to keep or take in what’s from Him and graciously discard the rest.

Okay. I’m done. Hopefully for the day. Cuz sheesh. All of this has been on my lil phone today. Even the drafts I edited.

Go with God and have good God day!

Well…About That Winter Solstice Post

I told someone about that last post. They went in on me. I didn’t say much back. I had thoughts but didn’t share them.

First, I said we as Christians in the post. I probably should have said some of us. The we I was talking about is the we I know personally.

I was told that Christmas is the only time some people all gather collectively. I was told that’s when people forgive and heal and mend.

I was told that coming together honors God because he’s about family. I was told that it is a time of love-or something like that.

I was told that there are people who focus solely on Jesus or their higher power around the world.

I think I was told that it shouldn’t be all Jesus and praying and calling his name all day.

I said Happy Winter Solstice. I was told that the solstice is steeped in witchcraft. I said that makes the addition of Christmas at that time of year WORSE!!!!!

I was told more but don’t remember.

Again, I was a slight punk and didn’t respond much. I was told that I had a point after all of the other stuff.

My reply now? Why are we waiting until the whole year has passed to make time for our family? If God is all about family, should we not make more time?

Why are we waiting until the whole year has passed to mend and heal and forgive? Should we not be loving on each other more?

The big one. Why can we not take a day, a fast of sorts, not at Christmas cuz ya know, to sit in the miracle that is the birth of Jesus?

He did, and does, SOOOOOOOOO much for us. The sacrifice of a day meditating, living solemnly, with what he did ever before our minds seems like a small thing in the grand scheme of things.

But hey. That’s just me. Different strokes for different folks.

I am a rebel of sorts. Just because it’s been done a certain way forever doesn’t mean it has to be that way forever.

There are things I examine and question. If it doesn’t make sense, I’m not down for it.

I’m not here for perpetuating stuff cuz it “worked” for someone else. I could care less if I’m the odd one out.

I’ve tried fitting in. It still didn’t go well. So. I have decided to just do me while others do them.

Happy Winter Solstice…J/K

So, I already discussed why Christmas is canceled. But I have more thoughts about it today.

When we, as Christians, celebrate Christmas, some of us make sure we read the story of his birth before opening gifts. My family does. We’ll be on zoom in like 40 mins. I’m cool with reading the scripture cuz scripture.

Some of us go to church first thing in the morning. There are a myriad of things done to honor or celebrate Jesus first.

And then come other people’s gifts under a decorated tree and in a hung stocking on the day we commemorate his birthday.

Then we eat, sleep, watch basketball, play with toys, do things with gifts, call and text all around country and world, and whatever else.

It’s as though the celebration of his birth is one thing on a list of things to do. When, in actuality, whenever one chooses to celebrate him should be an event.

It should be a solemn occasion, set aside only for him. Where he is first. Where he is the only focus and focal point.

We should take the time and space to be in reverential awe that God created a miracle just for us to save us.

That’s the problem today though. God is just something to do. He’s, at times, an afterthought. Insead of first. Instead of placed on the throne as the King and Lord of our lives.

Could it be that the reason we don’t believe, we don’t see him move, is because we don’t keep him high and lifted? Because we don’t keep him on the throne? We don’t look up at the glory and majesty that is Him? Because we have made him small and common?

I don’t wanna do the easy thing and what’s always been done. I don’t want to minimize and trivialize the birth of my Savior because some man named Constantine attempted to co-opt something that was never for or about Jesus.

But hey, if you choose to celebrate, enjoy! Just remember who this is supposed to be about.