The farm road I was walking this morning as the sun was rising over the property was quiet. Nothing was stirring on it as I dodge puddles left by the recent rain. No vehicles moving, no animals that live in the woods of the property. Just me as I talked with God. Every five minutes the app running on my phone would chime in and would let me know how far I had walked and how long I have been walking.
This morning I spent time praising God for who he is. My rock, my fortress, my strong tower. Praying about the events of the weekend how it saddens me as I read of how people behave claiming to be Christians; yet their character and attitude did not display the image of God as we saw through Jesus as he walked on the earth. Praying that these people would see the real Jesus, have the heart of Christ, compassion of Christ, and love each other like He did, even those who hated him, to the point of dying for them, not because of them.
As I walked down the road I looked to my right and spotted a deer looking at me through the thick bushes and trees that hug the road so closely; reminding me how people are watching us through their struggles and misunderstanding of the gospel, watching to see how we will react to them and what our response will be. This morning I let the deer go on it’s way but if it had been hunting season and I was a hunter I could have easily dropped the deer right where he stood. Much like many who are filled with hate and don’t know the love of Christ will do to people who do not look like them, talk like them, or hold to the same ideals. They are like hunters looking for their next target. I pray these individuals will come to know Christ in an intimate and intentional way; for when they do, they will be repulsed by the actions we saw this weekend.
As I continued to walk I was reminded of the path we are on. At least those who are truly followers of Christ. When I looked down the road I saw the bushes and trees close to the road and knew that I could not veer off the road without getting scratch from the limbs and having to fight the limbs to find a path that was not there. But so many people are. They struggle every day because they are trying to live life on their own, doing things that looks right in their own eyes, yet falling into a quagmire where they do not understand how they got there or how to get out. When all they had to do was stay on the path. A path that Christ Himself created for us to follow. The teachings of the Bible, the Word of God. Yes, we will step into puddles for time to time or get struck in the ditch but God’s Word can and will help us to know how He wants us to live. I imagine the majority of those this weekend that participated in this weekend events have probably spent little time in reading, much less allowing the Word to find a place in their heart.
I pray that God will intervene and cause those who do not know Him to be pierced with the Word and the Holy Spirit will begin a work in their life that will result in a life with Christ; truly imitating his character and attitude of our Lord and Savior.
As men who are in Christ we must be the example to our families and communities of who Christ is. “As men we must be alert, stand firm in the faith, be courageous, be strong. Do everything in love” (1 Corinthians 16:13-14).
By the way – I walked 1.33 miles in 29 minutes.
Together in the challenge and adventure to disciple men – Mike