Almost Daily Blog

So….
I’m eating breakfast this past Saturday morning when the cell phone rings, goes to message and finally gives the “ding ding I’m done” sound. Saturday morning is detach time. Phone calls, emails, texts and the rest of the smart phone curse is banished to the counter top, at least until I choose to pick it up.

The message was from Dan and here is what he said.  “I was on your website, the one called ‘Almost Daily Blog’?  You haven’t posted anything in a long time.  Are you OK?”  Thanks, Danny.  I kinda dropped the ball for awhile.

Some blogs post daily, sometimes multiple times during the day and I have found that there are a lot of words, information and facebook-like posts that really don’t matter.  It made me think about my own words. Was I just adding to the words, blogs, posts and tweets that could fill landfill after landfill if not for the mystery of the internet with its insatiable appetite for any and all information?

I had begun to suspect that my adding to the pile of words was like looking into your refrigerator filled with those styrofoam boxes of leftovers. Occasionally, you open one and actually eat out of it.  Mostly though the contents lose flavor as quickly as its appeal once it is wrapped in white foam.

The question is … what remains relevant in a world obese with words and clogged with throw away information?  Jesus said this,

“Heaven and earth will pass away, but My words will not pass away… in those days before the flood they were eating and drinking, marrying and giving in marriage, until the day that Noah entered the ark and they did not understand until the flood came and took them all away.  So will the coming of the Son of Man be.”  Matthew 24

“My words will not pass away…”  Do you think He knew how many words would be spoken, how many books written?  Do you think He envisioned the internet and the glut of information and languages it would contain?

It doesn’t matter.  He wasn’t talking about the competition of words and ideas.  He was simply stating that the living, all powerful, creative, and everlasting breath of God would speak words that live eternally. “The word of God,” says the Psalmist, “stands forever.”

I want to say and write God breathed words, words that have the proven staying power that will stand the test of time.  Jesus said that when the end comes, life will be going on just like life always has… “eating and drinking, marrying and giving in marriage”… until the completion of God’s plan.  And then the end will come.

Our world today looks a bit like those end times, doesn’t it?  When else has there been so many impossible wars, social anarchy, entrenched sin, earthquakes, tsunamis and nuclear disasters?  You just can’t make this stuff up.  Yet we all go about our lives just a little worried, but mostly about our 401k’s.

But “the word of God will not pass away.” What was promised He will not forget and that should motivate us to action.  Jesus tells about the faithful slave and the evil slave, the women who were foolish and those who were prudent, the one man left in the field and the one who was taken.  He paints a vivid picture of the season yet gives no time line, only the admonition, “always be ready and always tell others about the Truth.”

I want to be relevant.  I want my words to be like salt in the wound of sin, burning in a way that will cleanse and drive all to the One who can make all things new.    I want the church, Jesus’ church, to return to the “first love” of telling all about the only One who truly loves their soul.  The friendship of Jesus cannot compare to the haphazard and shallow friendship of this current age.  In other words, Jesus will never de-friend you.

And I want you to do those things, too.  It is time to crawl out of the chaos and live “seated with Him in the heavenly places.” From that honored position you can hear His words, feel His very heart beat and regain the passion to work in the Father’s field.  Only through those tasks will we be ready to give an account on that Day. In this chaotic world of useless and techno-colored information, lets take the words that will not pass away to those who soon might.

The grass withers, the flower fades, but the word of our God stands forever.  Isaiah 40:8

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