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“A Small Dose of God Revealed”

Today’s post is from a guest writer: my wife.  This is her prayer that she read to me after she wrote it for “The Rooted Experience,” a journey that our church family is taking together.  The prayer was written as a response to the following prompt: “Write a prayer to God asking Him to reveal Himself to you.”  Her writing was so good that I asked her permission to share it with you.  She graciously agreed.

“I think it is a scary prayer to ask God to reveal Himself to me.  I was sitting at the ballfield while the guys were practicing before the game, working on this study.  I thought, I can only take small doses of God revealing Himself to me.

About that time, an older gentleman pulled up in his red Hybrid car.  He had come to play ball.  He appeared to be in his mid to late 70’s.  As he slowly hobbled across the parking lot carrying his bat, I suddenly felt compassion for him.

Is this how God sees us?  Yearning for the days of our youth.  Broken down and worn out from the burdens of life.  And yet, still looking for that spark of pleasure that tells us we’re still in the game.

God sent His Son, Jesus, to tell us we can all still be in the game.  This life is not all there is.  He is the Ultimate Coach that can bring this team back to life by believing and turning all our old ways over to Him and following His example.  The trophy for a well-played game is Eternal Life in Paradise.

Oh, did God just reveal Himself to me in a small dose?”

Postscript: The “hobbler” did an excellent job playing third base for the team I play on.  His accomplishments included handling virtually everything that was hit his way, initiating a triple play, and hitting a triple himself.  We won!

Everybody wins with Jesus—even those who lose.  And thanks, dear wife, for an excellent piece of writing, and a wonderful prayer.

“Of Anger, Being Late, Dreams, and Faith”

I had a dream in which I was very angry.  This guy whom I thought my wife and I were helping out (for free, no less) yelled at us—after we had helped him—for not being on time.  We were supposed to be there at 4:30, and we had shown up at 3:08.  When I asked the man about those times, he repeated those times, and then I repeated those times, but he still didn’t realize how irrational and unfair his fear was.  I was furious.

Waking up furious is not a good thing.

However, I have a lovely painted rock on my desk that says, “Just Breathe.”  Right.

A friend of mine who is a psychologist said to me one time that some psychologists think that all of the characters in a dream are different parts of ourselves.  Certainly, I have an angry, irrational self.  In fact, I am often angry with myself for being such an angry self!  And I most certainly struggle with being on time.

So, after my unsettling dream, I get out of bed, go to the bathroom, put on the coffee, and make my bed.  I open my You Version app on my phone.  The verse for today is Proverbs 1:7: “The fear of the Lord is the beginning of knowledge: but fools despise wisdom and instruction.”  I could definitely use some wisdom (and instruction) when it comes to managing my anger and being on time.

My 3-minute retreat from the Jesuits had a meditation that was based on Romans 5:1: “Therefore, since we have been justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ.”  I looked at this verse in the Greek.  The verb “we have” is a present tense, which suggests an ongoing reality.  We continually have peace through our faith in Jesus Christ.

So, why don’t I have continual peace, even when I’m asleep?  It is probably because I don’t really believe, deeply enough, that Jesus has got this, whatever “this” may be.

Of course, I take some consolation from the fact that Paul writes Romans 5:1 to people who are already believers.  Why did he need to do that?  Likely because they were so prone to forget it!  And so am I.

So, I enter my sixth day in a row with a conscious sense that God and I will go through this day together.  However, I also enter the day with the awareness that I am prone to be angry and late.

In a little while, I will be playing softball in the senior league that I’m in.  Getting angry is definitely possible.  We may be a bunch of old guys, but that doesn’t mean that we can’t get as angry with ourselves or others as a bunch of twelve-year-olds.

But I’ve been forewarned.

I think this journal entry has become today’s blog post, so I need to take care of posting it.  Otherwise, I might be late for my pre-game warm-up routine!  And that would make me angry!

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