I Don't Know

I am often astounded when I try to reconcile my thoughts, bound in the flesh and sin of this world; with the "new life," of the Spirit that has been promised to me.

It is truly mind boggling when I try to reconcile citizenship in Heaven while living on earth. I just don't know the answer to, "What would Jesus do?" Chances are, He would tell a story, or sleep while I was freaking out! Would Jesus try to arrange computer classes for orphans so they can become more marketable after graduating from a school system that offers no computer training I the year 2014? His discussions during meals were often some of His most intense, and unusual.

I am pretty sure that if I were Jesus, at a wedding, and they ran out of wine, I would probably tell them, "Well, I think you've had enough! TTG!" But as usual, Jesus does the unthinkable providing more for the party and bringing forth the best! Definitely not the house brand, but the premier vintage. Party on!

As I go, day to day, minute to minute, many thoughts, ideas and passions compete for time, space and a place in my heart to take root. I am continually asking myself, "What do I think Jesus Would Do?" I am just not good enough for the old WWJD. The Word shows an upside down, inside out, totally crazy type of experience, nothing that my petty, little human brain could conceive or believe. 

Following a homeless Jesus leads you to often swimming upstream, and against the flow. The healing at the pool comes to mind. Walking by a gentleman, Jesus sees a man and asks if he wants to be healed. What??? Well, I'm pretty sure I would assume, "Of Course!" he wants to be healed! Who wants to stay sick- physically, spiritually or mentally? So sad though how comfortable I am in MY habits, in MY ways, surrounded by MY wants. WWJD...

Wouldn't it have been cool if Jesus just assumed that, Of Course! Everyone wants to be healed and performed "The Healing of the Five Hundred?" This would just go so well as a prequel to "The Feeding of the Five Thousand."

 Maybe there is something to the submission in the healing, the faith in the journey and the humility to admit that you are not God and actually are in need of help. 

So, moving forward, I will find freedom in the fact that - I know nothing about nothing. The more I think I know, the more I know how much I truly do not have a clue. 

We see but a thread, a speck, and a single ingredient. We must step back trying not look through the zoom lens, but to see the satellite view. Realizing that this stich in time, is part of a much bigger story, one whose ending we will not be here to see.

If we are lucky, we can only begin to admit how are lives are intertwined, sewn together in the story of mercy, forgiveness and redemption. A story that flows throughout history. 

My small part is simply to realize that I am not God. His ways are not my ways and His thoughts are not my thoughts.

How comforting to rest in His ability to figure it out, for what we do know is What Jesus Has Done - come to earth to live a life I can't live and to die a death I can't die. All so I don't have to worry about WWJD, for He has done it all, already.