Open a Door That No Man Can Shut...

So, Friendo here (i.e., Sierra, my 24lb human daughter), recently discovered the doggy door.  For a while she has known about the doggy door and has been throwing her toys out the plastic flap only to land outside – out of reach and in Bobo’s (our 8lb dog’s) way of getting back into the house.

A Few French Fries Short of a Happy Meal.

Have you ever known someone who is good at “bending the truth”?  You know, little things that seem really small and insignificant until they start to pile up and become big? 

I realize that we all exaggerate to some degree.   Yes, I do believe that exaggeration is just another form of lying and Yes, I do it quite a bit myself… about 1,000 times a day (exaggeration of course).  

Pedal Pusher.

It has been a while now that my 3-year-old, my 36 pounder, first-born, Friendo - Sierra Starr – has been trying to ride her bike.  Actually, it has been a very long time.  Her grandparents bought her this cool bike last year with training wheels, sparkles, pink, – the whole nine yards.  However, it is the kind of bike that when you pedal backwards it is the break and she kept trying, for whatever reason, to pedal backwards.

The Journey.

  The road was long, bumpy and full of potholes. It was hot outside and I wanted to go home. I was tired of the journey. I was weary of the same scenery. Nothing seemed to change. It was all desert. Here and there would be a small stream, but it was never enough. It was only enough to keep me moving, to keep me pressing on.

Bird On A Wire...

 

Ever felt like you were in a balancing act? I do sometimes. I think this bird is pretty good at it - by the looks of it at least. Sometimes I think I am too.

 

I wonder what is on the end of that string that he is pulling...? Is it a weight that weighs him down so he will keep balance? Is it another bird doing some other weird trick? Maybe a HUGE elephant and that is why "LIFE" decided this bird was so extraordinary and took its picture! Who knows...

 

What I DO know is that we all play a balancing act. On one end of our lives is our flesh, doing what it does best - be fleshly. On the other end is our Spirit, doing what IT does best - help us to be Christ centered.

 

When our body (flesh) outweighs our Spirit, our lives fall apart. The "load" we are carrying tumbles to the ground in a heap and we often become frustrated, angry, depressed, mad at the world or worse: mad at God.

 

I realize more as I write this that the "balancing act" isn't even Biblical. I don't believe I can find anywhere in the Bible that God tells us to "eveneth outeth thy flesh and thy Spirit until they are in unity." Nope. It doesn't say that. We aren't suppose to "balance" our flesh and our Spirit. Our Spirit should ALWAYS outweigh our flesh. Our Spirit should be the mind of Christ and we should live our lives, we should walk our walk, we should run our race (whatever you want to call it!) in such a way that you can't tell that we have the world in us because our flesh is subject to our Spirit and the Spirit of God.

 

So - no more will I say that I have to have a more balanced life between my flesh and my spirit. I can't live my life like this bird on a wire. I have to allow my spirit to be subjected to the Spirit of God.

 

"Since Jesus went through everything you're going through and more, learn to think like him. Think of your sufferings as a weaning from that old sinful habit of always expecting to get your own way. Then you'll be able to live out your days free to pursue what God wants instead of being tyrannzied by what you want." 1 Peter 4:1-2 (MSG)