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The Carpenter’s Son

I really thought I was done for the day. I mean. I can find revelation in just about anything. But,I have never written and/or published this many blogs in one day. Must be somethin bout this 7th day. Completion and perfection or whatever. Anywho.

My auntie was singing this song, I Know it Was The Blood:

1 I know it was the blood,
I know it was the blood,
I know it was the blood for me.

Refrain:
One day when I was lost
He died upon the cross.
I know it was the blood for me.

2 They whipped him all day long,
They whipped him all day long,
They whipped him all day long for me. [Refrain]

3 They pierced him in his side,
They pierced him in his side,
They pierced him in his side for me. [Refrain]

4 He never said a mumblin’ word,
He never said a mumblin’ word,
He never said a mumblin’ word for me. [Refrain]

5 He hung his head and died,
He hung his head and died,
He hung his head and died for me. [Refrain]

6 He’s coming back again,
He’s coming back again,
He’s coming back again for me. [Refrain]

I started to say what I’m gonna write. I think I had already told her I was done. I know I told her this was the most and a lot. But the lady gassed me up. Real churchy. Talmbout that’ll preach and you’re walking real heavy. So here goes.

Some of this came from a messaage years ago. I don’t remember when or who and all that was said.

But. Tonight I asked my auntie if she realizes how. ntentional God was for Jesus to be born to a carpenter. He had to hear wood, the thing he came to die on, be manipulated, nailed, sawed, every single day until he was 30 and went into public ministry.

He had to have been taught his father’s trade. He could have been born to a publican, a priest, a levite, a fisherman, anybody else. But he was born to a carpenter. He had to be reminded of his mission daily.

Now this is for sure from the message. The preacher said something like could you imagine Jesus, as a baby, breastfeeding, hearing the sounds of Joseph with the wood and stopping to take note. Crazy.

I’m so glad it happened. However it happened. I’m so glad Jesus did it despite his human feelings, asking if the cup could pass but giving us the perfect example to accept the will of God in spite of ourselves and our feelings.

I’m really done now. I did Proverbs early so I wouldn’t be on here late and sleepy. Yet, here I am at almost 11. Ha. You’re gonna have to find the Scriptures yourself on this one. Lol. But it’s been a good God day!

20. 20.

I am grateful to see the end of the year mostly unscathed.

I lost a family member to the rona.

Four family members definitely recovered. One likely recovered.

A childhood friend’s mom was lost to the rona.

An asthmatic family member lost their life due to a chemical reaction.

I lost an uncle due to a variety of health issues.

An uncle was rushed to the hospital, and though serious, it wasn’t as bad as was thought.

Two coworkers and a boss tested positive for the rona and have recovered.

I am no longer on speaking terms with my father. 21 years of foolishness resulted in my departure-at his prodding-for my peace of mind.

Endured the craziest three point five weeks with a male I have ever experienced in the middle of a pandemic.

Left some friends-acquaintances-alone.

Left some family members alone.

Reconnected with some friends I let go.

Made a new friend.

Made some new connections.

Followed purpose with expectation of fulfilled vision-from years ago. Not a catchy 2020 gimmick.

Realized some things that I needed to work on and change.

Saw some growth.

Chose myself.

2020 was wild.

But the BEST thing? Focusing on the best friend I’ll ever have, my big brother, my Lord, my Savior.

I’ve been coasting and on autopilot. When Jesus and I are cool, winds and waves don’t play.

I ended this year forced to look to him.

Best decision.

It’s been wild.

But it’s been worth it.

Here’s to 2021.

A multiple of seven.

Biblical meaning of completion.

I expect Jesus to complete some things.

I expect craziness. It wouldn’t be my life without some tests and trials.

I know who’s got me.

I don’t expect easy.

But I expect peace. I expect joy. I expect good things-no matter how it looks or feels.

Cuz I rock with the one who can speak to whatever I face.

I am never alone or forsaken.

That alone makes it well with my soul.