Monday was a holiday and most of my neighbors were off. Therefore, there was a parade of lawn mowers singing in the air. One neighbor had mowed his and the other hadn't. I was in the clear! I went out with my mom for a while and when I returned, my neighbor had mowed. Drat. My yard looked like a thick and unmaintained mess. I walked Joseph inside with my mom and grabbed a mower and went to work.
All my women rights people are freaking out right now because I went and got the mower to mow. It's October. It's hunting season. Yes, my husband gets off at 3 each day and has plenty of time to mow. However, my husband chooses to hunt to provide for the winter. Now all of my animal activists are having a melt down because my husband hunts. Right now it's bow season. (That comment is to quiet the democrats reading this.) **DISCLAIMER take a joke.**
When I said, "I do" I meant it. When I said my vowels, I meant them. My husband goes to the woods every afternoon in hopes to kill a deer to provide for his family. Deer meat is delicious. Deer meat is low in fat. Deer meat does the body good. A lot of people when they say their vowels they mean it but years go by and they don't mean as much. While I was mowing on Monday, God reminded me of my vowels to my husband. I promised to love him during hunting season. While he was in the woods. Even if that meant mowing the yard for him so he had the chance to kill and provide for us. Then I wondered something. My mind blown moment for my day occurred just then.
You know, people are constantly getting saved. They are hearing the gospel preached and accept Jesus as their savior. They promise to keep his commandments and abide what He has put in place as laws. And yet here we are, a nation divided. Back stabbing and talking down to those we are called to love. When I was little we used to sing this song.
"Red and Yellow, Black, and White. They are precious in His sight. Jesus loves the little children of the world."
As an adult, I don't see this happening at all. This thought that Jesus could love someone other than you is foreign. But they hurt my feelings. They did this. They did that. STOP. We point fingers. We blame people. Look at it from this standpoint for just a second.
You promised you would love one another.
You promised you would keep ill conversation from your lips.
You promised you would not kill, steal, and covet.
How many of God's promises have you not kept since your salvation
How many times have you broken God's heart because you didn't take your "I do" seriously?
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