It’s Just Temporary

It’s temporary.  Nothing in life is ever permanent.  Well little in life.

I really feel like that should be it. Pack it in and be done with this blog.

The Bible says to God, a thousand years is ONE day. So, right now, since Jesus died, it has only been TWO DAYS to God.

So, while it seems like it has been forever for us, it has been NO time for Him.

I can’t remember exactly who, but I heard someone say that time doesn’t exist to God. He is outside of time.

Shoot. By creating evening and morning, with His Word, my guy CREATED time (Bible search).

He is omniscient. He knows everything. As people like to say, nothing catches Him by surprise.

He knew us before we were conceived (I’ll give you a freebie. Jeremiah 1).

I mean, the only thing certain in life, like the people like to say, is death and taxes.

The Bible puts it like this: it is appointed to man to die once and after that the judgment. We are all going to die and, at some point after we die, God is going to judge the life we lived and where we will spend eternity.

Everything else that happens in between? Just temporary.

Or should be.

I just found the perfect example.

Cuz sometimes we get stuck where we are and think that because it has always been this way this is how it will always be.

Well I’ve got news and an example for you. Should you recognize who Jesus is, you can get up from where you are and whatever has been going on that seemed permanent will turn into something temporary.

Jesus was just being Jesus.

Out here walking around.

Looking for miracles to perform.

Looking to show people He was who He was.

Looking to show people that He was the promises made in the Old Testament, the embodiment of what took place with/in/for/through others in the Old Testament. I’m planning on doing a series of posts that show examples of Jesus in the Old Testament.

Cuz my person who blogs here, let me know before I even started writing what I thought was going to be my book, everything in the Old is in the New.

When Jesus was walking around He was the New Testament and it hadn’t been written yet. So, He had to fulfill the law by making parallels, walking out, showing, demonstrating what they were ALREADY familiar with.

There is this guy sitting by a pool. Jesus knew what the deal with him was. He had been sitting there for 38 years.

Jesus asked if he wanted to be healed.

He was like “my guy. Duh. But there’s this problem. When the angel troubles the water every year, I don’t have anybody to take me to the water. I miss out on the only miracle.” Bruh. I just talked about unlimited miracles in Put Them Out a few minutes before I wrote this. Sheesh.

Jesus was like “Get up, pick up that bed you are laying on, and walk.”

Now. Mans had already given an excuse. It would have been EASY after 38 years to just be like “nah. I’m good.”

But He was desperate DESPERATE. My guy didn’t even KNOW it was Jesus.

How do I know? Cuz the religious leaders were all up in arms about him carrying a bed on the Sabbath.

The Sabbath was a day of rest that legally required them to do NO work.

I promise you Jesus was the King of petty. He did, and allowed His disciples to do, multiple things on the Sabbath. Just out here creating a new law, a new testament. Ha.

He was like “the person who healed me told me to pick up my bed.” And then the Bible says he didn’t know who it was because Jesus withdrew due to the crowd.

Somebody say “not for long!” Ha. Acting like a preacher for real.

Jesus performed the miracle and went on his way but came back to reveal who He was.

That just made me think about the Scripture that says one plants, another waters, and God gives the increase. We may tell someone about Jesus and nothing happens. Then someone else comes along and adds to it. And God handles the rest.

Jesus did all three here. But it still resonates. Cuz He told buddy “look. You were healed. Don’t be out here sinning or something worse is going to happen to you.”

Sometimes we miss God stuck in our stuff (chiiiii. I feel like I hit this a lil bit in multiple blogs. I wanted to tag them but. About that. Just scroll up or down and you may find it if you are on the Thoughts page). Sometimes we have no clue who He is or that He is there.

But if we wait around where we are long enough. If we, oh Lord, engage in conversation long enough. Cuz that’s what the man did. He simply talked to God in the person of Jesus. He prayed (this the simplistic version. There are levels to prayer).

Juuuuuuuust like the woman at the well.

Cuz sometimes, it isn’t a matter of access or proximity. Sometimes it is a matter of us not thinking we are worthy or qualified (Insecurities & Disqualifications and What Do You See).

She was a Samaritan and He was a Jew. They had NO business talking to each other (the people were confused by who He chose as His disciples and those He hung around. To the point that He said that He was sent for the lost sheep and them that are whole don’t need a physician) be talking to.

He had put His disciples out. Lol. They went to buy food.

He was like “aye yo girl, gimme some of that water.”

She was like “how are you, a Jew, gone ask me, a Samaritan, to give you water?! Y’all don’t even like us like that!”

He was like “giiiiiiirl. If you knew the gift of God, who it was asking you for water, you would have ASKED HIM, and He would have given you living water.”

She said, probably with an attitude, “sir. You ain’t got a pot to use to collect the water and this well is very deep. How are you giving living water? You mean to tell me you are better than JACOB? Our father who BUILT the well? Come on now. Make it make sense?!”

Jesus gone tell her “whoever drinks water from this here well will be thirsty again. Buuuuuut whoever drinks my water?! They ain’t gonna be thirsty again. Neve eva. Matter of fact, my water will be like a spring in their belly that will lead to everlasting life.”

Jesus done laid it on her. Thick. Sis was like “bet. Gimme what you seeeeeeellin so I don’t have to be thirsty or lift this heavy water pot again!”

Jesus: “aight. Go getcho (get your) husband.”

I imagine her saying internally (with an internal heavy sigh) “aww man. I knew this was too good to be true and this man is crazy. First, the fact that He was even talking to me. Then this nonsense about this water. Now He is all in my business.”

She could have walked away and made an excuse. But. She. Kept. The. Conversation. Going.

Her to Jesus “I don’t have a husband.”

Jesus, with a petty smirk I imagine. Cuz He was about to drop the gauntlet (okay maybe not. But a petty smirk fits the narrative. Just go with it). “You right. You don’t have A husband. Girl, you have had five. And the man in that bed you just got out of? He ain’t even your husband.”

Y’all see I said, the Bible said, sis had FIVE husbands. Five represents grace in the Bible……….

Sis was like “yoooooooooooooooo. You are a prophet.”

She said some other stuff. Jesus said some stuff.

The next thing that she said that was super important: “I’ve heard of the Messiah who is called Christ who will tell us everything when He comes.”

Jesus, with a big cat who ate the canary smile, arms outstretched, then pounding on His chest… oh wait. No. He was far more humble. Lol. Let’s try again.

Jesus, with His meek and lowly, say something profound like I’m telling you what the weather is delivery, “das me sis.”

Of course. At the most important moment, them jokas (jokers) the disciples come back. Bless them. They were super protective of Jesus. That was their guy. They loved him.

Internally they were like “hey, hey, hey. What is going on here?!” But FOR ONCE, they kept their mouths closed and didn’t ask questions.

Sis was all afflutter (atwitter, a (or is it uh) something). Discombobulated. Lost track of why she was even at the daggone well. She dropped that pot and went yelling through the streets like she had lost her mind. Cuz she probably did. Because time spent with Jesus makes our minds new (there’s a couple of Scriptures to back that up:))

Sis was like “come see this Man who told me ALL of my past business. Is He NOT the Christ?!” And come they did.

Okay. I have stayed far longer than I intended. I’m pretty sure you get the point.

Our circumstances are only temporary. Especially once we encounter Jesus while in them. And even if they don’t change once we encounter Him, our mindset and attitude about them should change.

Paul had a thorn. God told him His grace was sufficient. Nothing changed about the thorn. God told him He could continue on with the thorn. I don’t know if it left. Maybe it did. Maybe he learned to operate with it and what was temporary was his focus on it and not Jesus. Ha.

Whatever the case, nothing has to hinder us from moving forward if we don’t let it and just have some conversations with Jesus.

Go be great. Someone is counting on it.

It Cost Her Something

I believe when I was writing Two Things Can Be True, and maybe even It’s Gonna Cost You Something, I thought about the person I’m going to discuss. Cuz I definitely though about her today.

It’s good ol Elisha, a woman, and her son again. It’s in one of the Kings. 2 I believe. Happy hunting. Go verify my words.

She was married to a man who was a prophet affiliated with Elisha. She sent word that her husband was dead. She made sure she name checked. She called her husband Elisha’s servant.

She told him her husband’s creditors were coming and going to take her sons as slaves.

E was like what can I do to help? Watchu got in yo house girl?

Sis was like “I ain’t got nothing but a small pot of olive oil.” Ooooh I can’t wait to get where I’m going.

E was like “aight bet. Go to your neighbors and get all the vessels (pots) you can. Don’t skimp. Get a bunch of them thangs. Go inside and shut the door behind you and your sons. Pour oil into them and set them aside as they get full.

I’m gonna go somewhere else I wasn’t going. When he prayed over the boy I talked about in Two Things Can Be True, he went in and shut the door.

He gave her instructions that included going in and shutting the door.

When Jesus got to the house of Jairus where his daughter lay dead, he put the people out and shut the door.

When Jesus was teaching the disciples about doing stuff for or with God (go find it chiiii) He told them to do it in secret and their Father would reward them openly.

Sometimes we got to go through the process alone and quietly. This is a word for me!

David was made king in the pasture. Where he was before and after he was anointed as the next king. I am probably repeating myself but oh well.

Joseph was made second in command of Egypt after being sold, ending up in Potiphar’s house as he serving in that position, and then falsely accused and imprisoned.

We need to get behind that door and let God make us into who He showed us we would be. Move in silence. And when it’s time, let Him put us on display in a place nobody can take because nobody put us there but Him.

So, sis is filling pots left and right. Old school assembly line I’m imagining. She ends up asking her sons for another pot. They’re like “dis it moms. Dats alluem (all of them).”

Sis is like “aight. Aye yo E. I filled the pots like you said. Now what?”

E tells her to sell the oil and pay the creditors.

Bruh. I just got something else. Okay.

Before Jesus died, Mary broke open her alabaster box filled with what? Oil. She anointed Jesus for His burial.

Before He was arrested, Jesus sat in the Garden of Gethsemane sweating blood and asking not to have to go to the cross if it was possible. If you read another blog you know where He was: on Mt. Olivet/Mt. of Olives surrounded by what it takes to make oil. As Christ. Which means the Anointed One.

My blogging, author person reminded me that King David was anointed three times. Maybe one for the Father, one for the Son, and one for the Holy Spirit who are all one identified by the name of Jesus who is the King on the throne.

All this lady had was the symbol of anointing. That symbol multiplied and provided for her. This brings to mind the Scripture that says but my God shall supply all your need according to His riches in glory BY CHRIST Jesus.

Sometimes, all we have is the anointing and the Anointed One. Those are the best times. Cuz He shows us who He is. And we have enough because He is all, and everything, that we need.

Do what it takes to be anointed. It ain’t easy bein breezy. But it’s worth it.

Go be great. Someone is counting on you.

Two Things Can Be True

I’ve been saying two things can be true at one time a lot lately.

The reference for that is the woman in 1 or 2 Kings (like I like to say-go search so you can read it for yourself and know that I’m not making it up) welcomed the prophet Elisha into her home.

She was minding all of her business and being hospitable to the man of God.

She didn’t have a child nor did she ask him to pray that her womb would be open. But mans was like you gone have a baby.

And she did.

So this boy is growing and living and thriving.

Then bam. He dies.

Sis was like naaaaaaaah.

Go get me an animal. I’m finna ride out. I’m finna go find this man.

People are worried. She starts out by saying all will be well.

Ma’am. What? *insert Nick Young’s confused face with question marks meme*

Yo baby is dead and you talmbout all will be well?

What I didn’t say is that before she left, she put the boy in the room they had prepared for Elisha for when he was there.

As she got closer to him, she changed her words. Instead of saying all would be well she said all is well.

Whew. The closer she got to the one with the solution the more faith she had to believe.

Sis found him and was like “playa, playa from the Himalayas. This child I didn’t ask you for is dead.”

Elisha was the armor bearer aka assistant for Elijah. He kept this practice up and has a dude named Gehazi.

Gehazi is the reason for alla this. He’s the one who told Elisha sis didn’t have a baby when E was trying to repay their kindness.

G was mad rude and tried to send her away. E was like “nah son. Let her be.”

So E sent G ahead to the house with his staff (wooden cane thing) to try to revive the kid.

Pause. There is so much in that sentence. Jesus died on a piece of wood and revived us for all eternity. Staffs are used by shepherds. David used one and I believe wrote Psalm 23. Jesus is described as a shepherd. So many things in the Old Testament point to Jesus. Also, the disciples attempted to cast out a devil/heal a kid and failed (ion try hard with some of this so y’all will go study for yourself!).

G put the staff on the boy’s face and nothing happened.

E was already on his way behind G with moms.

E goes into his room with the boy and closes the door. Then he prayed.

Next, he does a sophisticated version of CPR. He put all of his body parts, including his mouth, on the boy’s. The boy warmed up.

E left the room and walked the house. He went back and did his lil CPR thing again. The child sneezed seven times then opened his eyes.

Omg. This baby came back to life like Jesus and Lazarus. I’m undone. And let’s not even get lost in the seven of it all.

The woman lost a son she didn’t even ask for. Surely she was vexed and grieved. But he was already a miracle. And she knew how to gain direct access to the Miracle Worker through his servant.

I’d like to think she built an altar. Much like I wrote about Abraham. She knew enough about God, in what was surely distressing, to know He would work it out.

This season is familiar yet…tuh. Two things are definitely true. But something I said on the phone led me to this refrain once again. It reminded me of this woman.

As long as my ACTIONS match my faith and not my feelings.

I’m allowed to feel a way. I said in that convo that even Jesus felt a way. He came to die and still wanted, in His flesh, to avoid the cross.

But He knew He had to do it. So, while something else was also true, He did it.

I know why. So, while my feelings are true, this is the way I have to take. He’s never failed before and He won’t start now. I’m gonna go to my altar.

Go be great. Someone’s counting on it.