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Buff Enough

For all those truly saved, sanctified and filled with the Holy Ghost men out there, an enquiring mind really does want to know. But I’ll get to that later. Right now I have a story to share. It’s short, I promise.
Today is a special day for me. It only comes around every 365 days or so, and it’s a miracle. I’m 50 something today, and I shouldn’t even be here. Ask, and I’ll tell. But back to the story.
While in the grocery store recently, minding my own business, I was reminded afresh why certain people are no longer in my life. Let me explain.
The guy in front of me was grabbing his grocery bags and I wasn’t really paying attention because, like I said, I was minding my own business. Then I heard my name. I looked up and recognized a guy who used to be in my church, and used to be in my life. Four years ago. It had to do with a motorbike. One of my secret sins is an obsession for motorbikes. That’s how he got into my life. I never said I didn’t have surface moments.
This guy occasionally calls me, and hints that he wants back in my life. I think it’s when he’s between girlfriends but I could be wrong. I always refuse. With good reason. Here’s why.
The next statement after my name was, “You’re not working out any more, are you?”
After getting over the shock of that, and not really thinking ahead, I walked right into it.
“Why?” I asked.
“’Cos you’re not as buff as when I knew you.”
Wow. How to win friends and influence people. Now I had to deal with being insulted in public. Which took me a minute. Then I thought, ‘Yep, there’s a reason you’re no longer in my life… now I remember why.’
First of all I had a big wooly sweater on, and there was no way he could make an informed decision.
Second, I was dirty and smelly since I’d just come from the dog park.
Third, it was all I could do to bite back, “Well, Mr. Atlas, have ya looked in the mirror recently?!!!”
But, being the good little Christian that I am, that wouldn’t be a good witness now would it? Still, I was sorely tempted.
I decided to keep my eyes on Him and not on the waves. After a quick prayer heavenward I was able to make small talk as we walked outside but it surely was a crossroads moment. Things could have gotten very ugly. I still remember BC. Apparently a few people I know have some unrealistic expectations of their own.
Now the question: For all those truly saved, sanctified and filled with the Holy Ghost men out there, an enquiring mind really does want to know – how buff is buff enough? How buff does a 50 something single gal have to be, to be acceptable in your eyes? Do tell. Then I’ll have a goal to work towards. I’m so very thankful for Ephesians 1.6. I’m accepted in the Beloved. Will you do the same?
Kari, the not-buff-but-content-in-Jesus gal
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Preachin’ To The Choir

I just heard a current stat that absolutely floored me. 98% of all preachers are preaching to 4% of the world’s population. How do we reconcile that with obedience to Mark 16 verse 15, Go ye into all the world and make disciples? Not to mention, Preach the gospel to every creature? Are we laying down on the job? Are we doing a good job of the Great Commission? Is God pleased with us? All these thoughts and more are running around in this redhead’s head today. There are those who are obeying this mandate, obviously, but apparently the majority of those called to preach elsewhere… are not.

Maybe it’s just me but I’m about to turn 50 something and I’ve begun thinking more and more about the inevitable and sometimes impending day of judgment. I’m not sinless, but I strive to live a righteous holy life every day through the power of the Holy Spirit. To the best of my ability I am fulfilling, in part, my calling from Papa, Abba, the lover of my soul and the stronghold of my life: to write.

Every one of us has a calling from the Most High God, and we will all be held accountable one day for what we did and didn’t do. We are not judged by any other standard but obedience. I asked myself today a hard question – am I so addicted to creature comforts that I’m unwilling to go where He sends me? I’m totally OK for my stories to reach “the uttermost parts of the earth”, but me? Not so much. Have I really left all to follow Him? I like to think so, but when those ‘rubber meets the road’ moments happen I see plainly how far I fall short. As usual, I find myself thankful that His mercies are, indeed, “new every morning.” I’m living proof.

I want to live my life in such a way that, like Saint Augustine once said, I preach the gospel at all times, if necessary using words. I also want to take a whole truckload of others with me when I leave here. My prayer today is that I complete another part of my life mission, Proverbs 11.30, “he that winneth souls is wise.” Maybe not face to face, but I can write. I have no fear of man any more, I graduated with an A in Peopleology and I don’t give a flying fart in space what they think any more, since the only One I live to please is the One who died to give me life.

This bright and chilly North Carolina day my only prayer is this: may my words be anointed, and bring lost souls into the kingdom of God. Dear reader, I pray the same for you – may you fulfill all of the calling upon your life, and profoundly influence your generation and eternity to come.

Kari, the pen in the hand of an eternal God

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