Arrows, Sparrows, Sin, Sainthood, And Being Introspective

So last night in a fit of boredom I drove northbound to the Killen, TX local Starbucks. Sadly this promise land of coffee and comfy chairs was closed due to Sister Winter pissing all over the landscape.

:-(

This led me to the insufferable position of finding a new place, not ideal for a introverted P with the planning styles of a J (in some ways.) Not exactly spontaneous, I remembered wanting a book from Hastings, an often trust worthy consumer-friendly store. Driving through the icy wasteland of wet roads, slush, and tossed cigarettes there came a store passed by many times before yet noted in the back of my mind on several occasions.

A Christian bookstore.

Now, for those who have not been with me these past two and a half years, I have the bad/wrong/childish tendency to judge things based by their covers. By things I mean, pretty much, only Christian things.

Why?

I dunno. Maybe cause there seems to be a culture where there ought not really be one, at least not the white bread one peppered all over the United States (or at least the 1/303294 of it I've seen.)

Alas, all of this was (*thankfully*) not enough to stop this Adam from entering the store. Though cute I still felt like Ned Flanders had taken over a Barnes and Noble, and decided to add a Hallmark to the left wing. Pastels, white angels, cds, and some other things, appropriately there - I guesss.

Anyways, I found the bible study I was looking for (did I mention I was looking for one? If not, I was.)

Tonight was my first crack at it. The passage dealt with was nothing more than an introductory. In the past two years Paul's letters actually came alive, with no other thanks than to the Spirit's own punching me in the face (my language: he helped me learn.) Seeing the opening words explain more than "Hey guys..." is really a blessing.

Anywho, one of the questions asked in this study dealt with benefits of God's grace in our present lives, the moment-by-moment reality of spirituality. To be honest my eyes have been covered more than others when it comes to this.

But tonight the question seemed rather alive. Or rather, the question-answer combo. Stated, "What present benefits of grace do you most appreciate?"

Short answer, "Being forgiven of recent things and having the strength to look past it towards joy, peace, comfort, and strength; to be 'alive and kicking.'"

Long answer, Sometimes this weight of sin seems too heavy to bear. The reason why is quite simple though, I leave it on my shoulders!! Hoist it up, parade with it, play football with it, sleep with it, make toasted sandwiches with it; It's a wonder my back doesn't hurt.

Of course I don't think it's healthy to "right off the bat" leave sin with no feelings of guilt. That's often ignoring the issue and, from observing and experiencing, will come later to bite your ass right off.

Recently, as in today, I was struck with an awful fact, bringing my sorrow full circle. Sin works in three ways (most of the time.) In no real order...

First, we sin against someone else. Be it through a straight up insult, omission, or harsh feelings toward them (even if unspoken.)

Second, we sin against ourselves. Note we ALWAYS do this if sin is involved.

Thirdly, and more terrifying, we sin against God.

I felt the first two; strongly, passionately, revoltingly, and present through most of the past week. Yet there was little to do with what I had actually done towards my Dad.

It happened while listening to Half-Handed Cloud (love him, now!) play "Even The Sparrow Be Arrowed" from the album We Haven't Just Been Told, We've Been Loved. See these lyrics yo!

All the beasts would be stoned grazing on that mountain for grazes
Even the sparrow'd be arrowed
When she touched those higher places.
We've been registered in heaven,
Word is, Lord has made us one.

For some reason, listening to his odd voice explain the deadliness of worshipping false God's and such made me realize:

I should be dead; I should be stoned; I should be arrowed.

Yet, all coming from the same source (the source of who would arrow me) arrives the other line, that glorious and beautiful other line:

We've been registered in heaven,
Word is, Lord has made us one.

In this Bible study it spoke of the Corinthians as saints. He also calls them depraved and perverted.

How?

Cause our sainthood isn't built off our own saintiness; it's a promise to be set apart, to be conformed by him till that last breath we draw.

Given our failures we can do one thing.

The same thing we did at the beginning: Run to his grace.

And I just wrote too much most folks care to read, esp with my horrible writing style! :-)

God bless*


*I hope God really does bless you!!