First of all I would like to thank everyone who has ever randomly come across my random blog in a huge webiverse of places to visit, and chosen to stay a while. I value every reader I have ever had, and thank them for their kindness in a world that bombards them daily with a plethora of distractions. They chose to read my thoughts. For that I am sincerely humbled they would even want to read my random redhead ramblings. Truly, it amazes me. If I haven’t told you lately, thank you for your time and attention.
Once again dear reader friends I must sincerely apologize for dropping the blogging ball. Again. No excuse, but there’s a lot going on in the Lowther household right now.
To explain my lack of focus on blogging in particular, I can only say it seems many things are vying for my energy and time. Take today, for instance. It’s my birthday.
59 years ain’t bad for a baby born blue asphyxiated with the umbilical cord wrapped around her neck, a baby who, in 1963, doctors could not revive. Medical science says I shouldn’t be here. Yet because of nothing short of Grace and Mercy I’m still here. And loving Jesus to boot.
Then there’s the fact that my firstborn was born exactly 6 days ago, 32 years ago. Her sister arrived the day before that, 29 years ago. And now, my firstborn’s firstborn decided to arrive four days ago, on exactly the same day that her dad greeted the world. Do I’m a brand new grandmother! Tell me God doesn’t have a huge sense of humour!
That said, you can see I really do have a legit reason or twelve for totally forgetting to blog. And I’m reminded of this failing right now. So here is where I’m at today…
I’ve been pondering a lot on Barabbas right now, the guy mentioned in Matthew 27 verse 26, for some reason; maybe it’s just the writer in me but I do tend to put myself in Bible stories sometimes. Ok, many times.
So here are my Today Thoughts:
What would it be like to be on Rome’s version of Death Row, knowing you deliberately defied the law and are now reaping the natural consequences, when suddenly, at the last minute, you’re unexpectedly, undeservedly, exonerated of all crimes and wrongdoings?
It’s almost like foreshadowing, the writer’s craft technique of dropping hints as to what is to come. After all, God created the universe. He surely created the craft of writing.
As I was reading today I couldn’t help but wonder if God wasn’t giving us a glimpse of what Jesus was about to do on the cross. Unexpectedly, undeservedly, exonerating whosoever will of all crimes and wrongdoings, a lifetime of mistakes?
Did it change his heart? How could it not? He would spend the rest of his life – however long that may have been – knowing that without grace from a perfect stranger he wouldn’t be experiencing that very moment of that specific day. However cynical and hard-hearted he may or may not have become due to his own choices and those of others that had strongly impacted his life, it has to touch you on some level, even if it’s subconscious. I’m seriously thinking of writing a short story on this idea.
To me he’s the third man (although he comes first chronologically), because Jesus was also about to encounter two thieves, one of which had a repentant heart.
How many times have I been him? The humble one? How many times have I been the other one? Stubborn, rebellious, and not about to accept what’s being offered? Which in this case was eternal forgiveness?
So now, dear reader, what are your thoughts?
Kari, the mess-God-is-turning-into-a-message
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