Ours Is Not To Reason Why. Remember that saying? Ours is not to reason why, ours is but to do or die. I was pretty sure I remembered it –
but apparently, that’s not the way it goes. It really goes – Theirs not to reason why, theirs but to do and die.
But what if it really is, Ours is not to reason why, ours is to do and live?
That’s not to say I didn’t have second thoughts – didn’t wonder if the cost was getting too high. I did have them. I even ran away a few times. Fortunately, I always returned.
If you’ve read anything I’ve written about my past, you would know that answer is shocking. There are times I wanted so badly to reach the end of this life and go to live in God’s Kingdom. To be saying I have more to offer here in this life instead of “going home” is beyond belief. And yet – I said it. It is something I’ve spoken to the senior pastor at church about – that I really should find ways to use the gifts God has given me. But here, when it comes right down to it, I was still surprised to “hear” me saying this.
For as long as I can remember, I’ve thought my life would end when God’s done with me. There were times when I was pretty sure He was – but apparently I was wrong. Then it was time to ask – what’s next.
Often, people think the Bible tells us that God will never give us more than we can bear.
Context – that’s not really what it says. Jesus’ own disciples, except one, died horrible deaths. …
No – what the Bible really teaches us is that with God, all things are possible.
What is it with Jesus and water? Getting involved with Jesus and water seems like a non-trivial experience. For instance, we read about another storm …
Sometimes we can know for sure that followers of God don’t all hear from Him – like when two sets of people who know for sure they “know God’s voice” are saying two very different things. Both insist they are right about whose voice they hear – and what that voice is saying. Neither will say the other is wrong. Both just insist they are “right”.
Confused? Me too – for a while. Maybe for too long.
And now, here I am a year and a half later thinking – I really need to remember this.
I was captured – then I was told to lay down & I was shot. I remember thinking – “This is starting to hurt” – as the bullet hit me. … But before the thought even finished – there was no more pain at all – and I was in Heaven.
It’s hard to write these days. There’s been something missing. The title says a lot about the problem – Peace I Give To You. I wrote those words almost three years ago. Along with much of what follows. The thing is – peace is still a problem. Or rather – the lack of it. …
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