A disjointed ramble

I've been thinking. I realize that at times that can most certainly be dangerous. But lately it seems to be occurring more frequently. Not sure if that means more danger or not!

Last time I posted, I revealed some about my life over the last years. Some deep, dark, skeletal secrets, that had been hidden in a stuffy damp closet. Feels good to let them out, as I wrote before. Now I am beginning to fill those spaces with God furniture. God clothing. God character.

But there is something that has been troubling me.

I am aware of a prevailing thread of fear that has weaved it's head into society. The media certainly helps it along. The media feeds an incredible amount of fear into society.

To be truthful, I am glad there is talk about those many hard issues that effect lives. They need to be explored and brought out into the light. But not exploited to keep people from experiencing freedom.

I  know personally men, and women, who have made tremendous turnarounds in their lives. Many were consumed with grief and pain, sometimes from childhood. Now, they have been touched by God. Yes, the Lord can touch even the vilest heart and mind! And change those very same lives!

People change from the inside out. Remember the verse about people wanting to whitewash their lives? The great tragedy in that, is the outside might look bright and shiny, all painted and touched up, all bright and cheery, but the inside is still smelling and looking like a skunk.

Society has also been whitewashed. It needs to look inside itself as well. And clean out those ugly corners it holds up in pride. Society needs to learn to forgive. I know from experience it is easier to have family forgive, and I am not saying forget, for those are two separate issues, than it is for society to let one in again. Society has a hard time forgiving.

When it comes down to it, I feel sorry for our society. I am grieved. So I pray that we as a people will quit putting our trust in worldly thoughts and "princes who speak one thing and do another." The Word says we will be known by our fruit. Spiritual fruit.

I want to be known by my fruit.

For a time my fruit was rotting on the ground. My life, shaken, torn and dug up, was leaning and ready to be separated from the roots. To come crashing down. But there were people, it seemed like just a few, but sure it was more than I can number, out there, who did not give up on me. They propped themselves up into my life and helped me put my roots a bit deeper into the ground.

There are many more like me out there.

Most are just waiting for someone to come and speak into their lives words of encouragement and hope. Words of forgiveness. To help them plant their feet and their lives beside the springs of living water. Not next to a dried up well. To feast on sumptuous spiritual food, not on dry, stale and moldy lies.

Maybe you are one who can help. Who can speak those words into someone's life.

Guess what I am trying to say in this rambling, disjointed post is this:

I forgive you society. Even if you do not want to forgive me. If I remember correctly, there is quite a bit about the subject of forgiveness in the Scripture. Oh yes, I am quite aware what many would say in return. But I won't go there. I am not here to raise a ruckus or get into an argument.

I want to simply forgive as I have been forgiven.

So society, locally and at large, there you have it.

Yes, I know it is strange.

One person forgiving and praying for your change.

Now. What will you do?

Continuing to joy in the journey,

David