At 66 I find myself still surprised at the routine of God.
It is anything but routine! That IS His routine.
The thrill of study and the exuberance of anticipation of what God will show/do next perpetuates indescriptivity. We cannot get a grip on His multi-tasking Holy Skill-set.
All we can do--at best--is to believe Him.
God will not hold still for a photo op. He's mobile, He's stable, He's fluid, and He's defiant to the human mind which wishes so badly to explain Him. Mystery bugs the controlling mind. We are bugged.
Community church egos do not prefer that the foolishness of God is wiser than the award-winning thinking of man. This, of course, bugs us even more.
Congregational strength is put in its proper place by the weakness of God. Once again...we are bum-fuzzled.
When it gets down to the nitty-gritty, men and women seemingly from day one train to finish toward the top while God calls us to a very upside-down trek. Lose your lives, die to live, give to keep....these and more do not fit our assumed Success Scale.
Upside-down, however, is the right way to go. There is no wowing resurrection dynamic if there is not first a suffering Cross which insists upon a very personal death to the serving and preserving of self.
All backward, huh?
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