Saturday, July 17, 2010

the least of these...

so some of the discussion on substitutionary cursing caused me to wonder about who we say we are. i call myself a Christian which simply means that in all i do i seek to be like Christ. 
now we could go all over the place about who Christ was and did He really do all the things that the good book says He did....but that would only lead to you feeling defeated and me being proud of myself, and we all know what comes before the fall, right? (pride) hahaha! 
please remember that 90% of what and how i write is tongue in cheek or in my case foot in mouth! so here goes...
Christ said that whatever you do to the least of these, that you did to Me. now if we take Him at His word and i do, then that has to mean that everytime i see someone hurting on the street and i turn my head away that what i have actually done is turn my face away from the very person i claim to follow and want to be like. so am i who i say i am? 
talk about conviction! 
this one had me tossin and turnin in my sleep. 
sleep on my fancy bed in my compfy house in my safe little suburb. 
should i sleep or should i be out there ministering to the least of these? 
should i ever be comfortable knowing that there are millions of starving children out there? 
should i sleep knowing that there are little girls being bought and sold on the streets of this great nation? 
should i rest in the fact that someone else is taking care of these things? 
yes, that is what most of us do right? we count on our government to feed the hungry and clothe the poor, right, there is some program to address the least of these isn't there? is that what Christ called me to do? to wait on the government to help them? i looked this morning and last night too, to see if there was a scripture that released me from the least of these, one that gave me a blessing at looking the other way, permission to trust that surely someone else is going to help that poor pitiful soul on the street with his cute little sign that offers me a blessing from God whether i help him or not. 
there is not one word of release in there not one. believe me i looked! so what to do with who i say i am. 
here's my prayer for myself and all of you that are hopefully affected by what i write...

Lord, may i never look away from what You have asked me to do, may i constantly remember that i too am the least of these and that You sacrificed everything to save lil ole me. so teach me to sacrifice, to do without so many things so that i can give and help and show someone how much You love them. help me to understand that talk is cheap and the hunger of a dying child is excruciating. help me to see what You see, give me Your eyes to see the world and the least of these. give me no sleep until i can truly stand and say i have done all i can for the ones You have called me to. amen.

nuff said,

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