I saw some new buds on the trees at Campus. Spring is on our horizon. I receive my next jab or my second vaccination on March 18…and I am in good spirits. Easter is coming and I am in the Bible Mood. I am always ready to purchase more Bibles at Eastertide. I often think of the painting of Christ that I had as a youth in my bedroom. He was depicted as sitting on a mountain top and over looking Jerusalem. The look in his eyes depicted to me the love and suffering of Jesus. It has been an interesting and enlightening experience to be a follower of Christ since 1969. I was pulled toward christianity for several years before I officially became a christian. I remember being fascinated by the denominational programs on Sunday morning television. Most were Methodist or Baptist or Presbyterian half hour dramas that portrayed common life happenings contained in the christian walk. It was manifestly apparent to me that the Bible and the faith of Jesus was real and had a substance that touched my young heart. I recall enjoying the Bible Story Books that were often found in doctor’s offices in the 1960’s. The illustrations were excellent and the simple renditions of the stories of the Bible were easy for a child to understand. When I. became an adult and a married man with two young sons…I purchased tbis same Bible Story multi-volume set and it is on our bookshelf to this day.
More often than not the decision to follow Christ is an intensely personal and quiet decision. It is not about the fire and brimstone or the TV preachers over the top rhetoric that is designed to illicit money from the honest hearted viewing public. The calling to follow Christ is a still small voice… Bells do not ring and magnificent tapestries of heavenly visions do not appear. You simply know what you know… Christianity sticks with you like a second skin. When you desire to be negative and depressed and relish the miserable manner that you have been treated…it pulls you back and constrains you from your darkest thoughts.
Peace of mind is of paramount importance. From the day that I accepted Christ and his mission on earth…I have never doubted that I am doing what is right for me. I am often mistaken for a preacher or a pastor…but I am neither. But the teachings of Jesus is vital to my daily life. When I am pulled to stray from the teachings of my youth…I am constrained and hoisted back to the center of my purpose and life. I learned that while Jesus accepted me…he loves and accepts all that are interested in his acceptance. I was a bit of an outcast and a bit of a loner and a bit of the outsider…and Christ said that he was interested in my group of nerds and non-conformist and transgender as well as LGBTFQ and lonely and marginalized members of his family…
I have always loved all members of my human family. I accept those who are different from me….and I hope that they accept me. When we arrive at St. Peter’s gate and we proclaim our works for Christ and our love of his gospel…and our steadfast adherence to his teachings found in the Bible…may we not hang our heads in shame when he says, ‘I never knew you.’
‘Not everyone the saith unto me, Lord, Lord, shall enter into the Kingdom of heaven; but he that doth the will of my father that is in heaven. Many will say unto me in that day, Lord, Lord, have we not prophesied in thy name? And in thy name have cast out devils? And in thy name done many wonderful works? And then will I profess unto them, I never knew you: depart from me, ye that work iniquity.’