When I began reading your post, I immediately started to identify the weeds (people) in my life. The pride and the judgment just crept up on me. A few more lines into it, I suddenly realized “oh he’s not talking about the weeds around me, he’s talking about the weeds within me.” Busted 🤦♀️ this is one of the things I love about your writings. They cause me to look inwardly rather than outwardly and I am a better person as a result. At least I’d like to think I’m a better person. There goes that pride again. I am a work in progress. On this Thanksgiving day, I am especially thankful that God has not given up on me. I’m also thankful to you, Pastor John, for your wisdom, your insight in for inspiring me in my faith.
Happy belated Thanksgiving to you, Pam. I truly appreciate your thoughtfulness and comments. We are all works in progress. My favorite philosopher, Søren Kierkegaard, wrote about "becoming" as distinct from "being." In my words he would say a healthy Christian should say that they are a Christian, but that they are becoming a Christian. I like that way of talking about how God doesn't give up on us, as you said, but continues to work on us, refining, reforming, transforming and conforming us to the likeness of Jesus. Peace
Reading this brought back wonderful memories of that garden. It struck me as being "old fashioned" and a delight, something I was never able to replicate up here at our place . It was a pleasure to "see it through your eyes". That property and the fantastic people we got to know has a special place in my heart. A time in our life I will never forget. Thanks for sharing the memory and for the wisdom that came with it. It is always good to be reminded of what is required of us! Have a very special Thanksgiving!
Thanks Bob and Jan for commenting. Yes, so many memories were tied to that very special home that was a part of God's provision for us through you both. We will always be grateful. Peace
When I began reading your post, I immediately started to identify the weeds (people) in my life. The pride and the judgment just crept up on me. A few more lines into it, I suddenly realized “oh he’s not talking about the weeds around me, he’s talking about the weeds within me.” Busted 🤦♀️ this is one of the things I love about your writings. They cause me to look inwardly rather than outwardly and I am a better person as a result. At least I’d like to think I’m a better person. There goes that pride again. I am a work in progress. On this Thanksgiving day, I am especially thankful that God has not given up on me. I’m also thankful to you, Pastor John, for your wisdom, your insight in for inspiring me in my faith.
Happy belated Thanksgiving to you, Pam. I truly appreciate your thoughtfulness and comments. We are all works in progress. My favorite philosopher, Søren Kierkegaard, wrote about "becoming" as distinct from "being." In my words he would say a healthy Christian should say that they are a Christian, but that they are becoming a Christian. I like that way of talking about how God doesn't give up on us, as you said, but continues to work on us, refining, reforming, transforming and conforming us to the likeness of Jesus. Peace
Reading this brought back wonderful memories of that garden. It struck me as being "old fashioned" and a delight, something I was never able to replicate up here at our place . It was a pleasure to "see it through your eyes". That property and the fantastic people we got to know has a special place in my heart. A time in our life I will never forget. Thanks for sharing the memory and for the wisdom that came with it. It is always good to be reminded of what is required of us! Have a very special Thanksgiving!
Thanks Bob and Jan for commenting. Yes, so many memories were tied to that very special home that was a part of God's provision for us through you both. We will always be grateful. Peace
Love this! Thank you, John ❤️
Thanks sister! hehe
Enjoy your Thanksgiving in your happy place.
Very thought provoking!
As always, Cathy, I'm grateful for your support and thoughtfulness as you read what I offer. You are a blessing to me. Peace