Wednesday, February 13, 2013


Everybody’s journey in Christ should change along the way. We are anchored in Him. The Bible remains our foundational checkpoint. Life, however, is a teacher and, even if the Holy Ghost is the one who administers the lessons, the stumble down the path can get to be a bit tricky, especially when the church, itself, evolves in the example it sets before us. On the other hand, it seems to me that, when the above is not recognized, a man usually sits self-secured in his own little view of the kingdom, salvation a doctrinal totem erected in his own mind. It may well get him into heaven one day; but how much “resurrection” is in it is between him and his maker; and that last statement was meant only to suggest Christ’s “knock at the door” doesn’t cease upon entry. We all are individuals. We step into this via different cultures, different time slots, different people. Just saying. I’ve been fighting a sinus infection the last few days and whether the ingestion of Dayquil mixed with a single Advil PM at night accounts for the dreams encountered recently, I don’t know; but at least two times now sleep has been filled with “losing my way”, turning around and suddenly being unable to find people and places familiar to me. Is God trying to tell me something? Could be. That’s why it’s important to keep returning to the well, to seek His rod and His staff, to know His presence in a way that confirms the covenant. Pilgrims we are. For now……


  1. Pilgrims indeed. Hate those kind of dreams.

    1. I'm kind of weird when it comes to medicine and whatever, getting up last night to drink about half a glass of pickle juice about four in the morning for a bit of a stomach cramp. With no nudge yet from Him, I'm assuming the dream just one of those things that come to us here and there....