There are times I look around and it seems that we have lost Jesus in all of our stuff. It is as if the crowd has gathered to see this big Christian show, and all the while Jesus is standing in the back of the crowd wondering what all the lights, smoke machines, entertainment, and commotion is about. And he’s wondering what’s up with the tight jeans.
Others show up out of routine. They are there because they are supposed to be. Since they were little, the idea has been drilled into their minds that you are supposed to do this and look like this as well as don’t do this and don’t look like that. These people continue to do it all, follow the routine, without question. All the while they are there, but they are lifelessly disconnected to the central idea of what it’s all about.
The compass needs to be pulled out so we can once again know true North; step back and ask ourselves why we do the things we do. What’s it all about anyway? Is it driven by our own insight? Have we all shown up because of the wrong reasons? Is what I have made it what it was intended to be? Have we molded Jesus into a tool; simply formed and fashioned out of the clay of our own reasons, wants, or ambitions? Would Jesus recognize the Jesus you have made him into?
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