Poison: flat white
Favorite things: church
Today we walked through a place that really shook Charl and I to our core.
A simple place, one filled with people, but it really knocked the wind out of our sails.
The reason; the environment and the feeling we both got as we walked through the stalls.
We went to our local swap meet. A massive garage sale in the carpark of our council chambers.
It wasn’t the fete like atmosphere of people selling their second hand wares. It was the spirit of the people that took our breath away.
The people were weary…they were selling their possessions for twenty cents and fifty cents.
The people seemed to have such a spirit of poverty, they seemed so weary, they seemed so sad, so purpose-less.
It was far from a place of inspiration.
It was definitely a place of desperation.
Are you weary?
Are you lacking inspiration?
Read this account and know that someone endured this for you?
Then the governor’s soldiers took Jesus into the Praetorium and gathered the whole company of soldiers around him. They stripped him and put a scarlet robe on him, and then twisted together a crown of thorns and set it on his head. They put a staff in his right hand. Then they knelt in front of him and mocked him. “Hail, king of the Jews!” they said. They spit on him, and took the staff and struck him on the head again and again. After they had mocked him, they took off the robe and put his own clothes on him. Then they led him away to crucify him. (Matthew 27:27-31 NIV)
The bible also says, come to me you who are weary and I will give you rest…
Are you weary?
Christ endured this for you?
My prayer is where there is desperation, inspiration would arise.
Don’t scrape the barrel for the scraps, reach out and live a surrendered life that Christ died for you to live.