Isnt life weird when you really stop and think about it, I mean really stop and think about it? Time keeps trudging away no matter what set of circumstances you find yourself in. The day has no cares or worries. It has no sense of remorse, sadness, happiness, etcetera. You have people in your life. But who are they really? Youre friends are either healing balm to your wounded life or simply like time itself, slipping by unnoticed unable to stop them or the way they feel or the lack thereof. Especially if your in the family of God. We who call ourselves Christians are all supposed to be in the family album of God, right there next to the spotless picture of His son Jesus Christ. We either embrace that family tie or we discard it, knowing were family yet living estranged. Like a small new born bird separated from its mother. I mean I think about strange questions like, what happens once were in heaven when on earth we have thrown out, set aside, or simply treated carelessly the relationships we were given, the relationships we created, the relationships we were once so blessed by. Do those feelings simply vanish like a pencil mark erased away, or do we have to find healing, deep soul searching healing before we enter into the gates of heaven where there isnt any form of uneasiness, sadness, or betrayal. Its all around, brokenness, that is. Its in the church. Division, backbiting, gossip should I dare say. We are family! And yet we act as though were not. Were not quick to love and slow to anger we let wrath take over our petty feelings and squash out all hope to start anew. We dont share our resources, our time, our concern, our forgiveness. Instead we are in a routine. We wake up go about our own business. We dont take time to think of how we can make a difference, how we can mend or secure the relationships we have or had. Were running along on the hands of time, caught in the vicious cycle of it. Trying to suck out every precious second, but for what? Are we doing what really matters? Are we swinging on the pendulum farther and farther away from where God calls us to be, where He sees a need and directs us, but we chose the road block and congestion rather than take the unknown path. Family means, social unit living together. Living together, Social, Unit, Wait a minute, those dont sound familiar in society today. We do our best to stay away. We dont take the time to talk, communicate, or to spend that quality time finding out how the other is doing. I mean really doing. A unit; a single undivided whole. No! Were hardly any of those things. How can we live like hell on earth by our selfish ways, our lack of forgiveness, our criticism, our judgment our lack of love and be excited about getting to heaven with these people, our family. How will we co-habitat if our hard feelings are never softened. If our unforgiveness is unforgiven. WE are called to be Christ like. I wonder when that part of Christianity will take place. Will we ever figure it out? Or will we simply keep slipping thru the hands of time, running the race yet never getting to the finish line. Trapped in our own self righteous bubbles that float with a feel of arrogance everywhere we go. The world looks on. It looks thru our transparency, never really seeing who God wants us to be, who were called to be, as Christians. As a family!
