Cheeselessness

Hem appreciated his friend’s gesture but said, “I don’t think I would like New Cheese.  It’s not what I’m used to.  I want my own Cheese back and I’m not going to change until I get what I want.”

Haw just shook his head in disappointment and reluctantly went back out on his own.  As he returned to the farthest point he had reached in the Maze, he missed his friend, but realized he liked what he hoped would be a great supply of New Cheese, if ever, he knew that what made him happy wasn’t just having Cheese.

He was happy when he wasn’t being run by his fear.  He liked what he was doing now.

Knowing this, Haw didn’t feel as weak as he did when he stayed in Cheese Station C with no Cheese.  Just realizing he was not letting his fear stop him, and knowing that he had taken a new direction, nourished him and gave him strength.

Now he felt that it was just a question of time before he found what he needed.  In fact, he sensed he had already found what he was looking for. 

He smiled as he realized:

It is safer to search in the maze, than remain in a cheeseless situation.

-Spencer Johnson, M. D., Who Moved My Cheese?

I confess that I have been Hem, but am now transformed into Haw, who now must and is becoming just like Sniff and Scurry.  I have a resolve.  I am brave.

I choose cheese over hopelessness.

Freedom

Friends, I really want you to know that today I feel an overwhelming sense of hope for you and for myself. Today, goes far beyond national pride, but the glory of fearlessly stepping into the unknown to try something new. It’s not as if the founders knew what the result of their efforts would be. But in search of all that is right and noble upon starting the American experiment, they exercised hope in the name of righteousness and freedom. They discerned from what has been made, themselves and the world we inhabit, what should take place in their station of life and history. We are not here without purpose, and the glory of creation makes that known to us. We are afforded to live out a purpose in history that is wholly unprecedented for so many people at once. Do not allow contempt to crowd out your gratitude for your station of life in the 21st century. Do something new, good and benevolent with your unique purpose as a human being and an American.

Therefore, no matter what has happened in your week, no matter how difficult, no matter how alone you feel, be mindful that you have your life. Your independence is inherent to your every breath, though your life is a gift. What will you do with it? Whether for good or ignoble reasons, think of all that comes with your freedom; the responsibility to your fellow neighbor with every choice you make, in public and private, to name one. And ultimately to God if he is of value to you. (You are of infinite value to him.)

Nevertheless, the United States flag is emblematic of hope in the ideal of freedom from enslavement to all low estates imposed upon our bodies, our hearts, our souls and our minds. Fight for freedom that has a conscience–for in truth, there is no other kind.

Display your honor of this hope with me, in good choices today and forever. That is my prayer for us all as a nation and a continuously new and unique people of earth.

(God bless the United States of America, and all who would seek to emulate her best qualities. Amen.)

Love and Worship

Love is actually a decision in response to what is objectively true and right with or without feelings getting involved, wittingly or otherwise. It’s just often the feelings are immediately felt and commensurate with seemingly correct or actually correct choices. Feelings in humanity, and based on my personal experience, prove to provide a false positive on the most atrocious, or monumentally stupid decisions, when I don’t seek the truth and to obey it.

Therefore, love is to do what is right. The question that arises is who determines what is right? Me or God? 

Moreover, if love is what is right and true, then love is truth. What then is correct love? It isn’t just a fluffy word to define feelings. It defines a way to be, to act, and to worship. Who do you worship?  

Whom or what you worship determines how you live and how you will love.

The record of your life will be evidence of just how right or tragically and wrongly placed your worship may be.

Look over your thought-life and actions to see what or whom you have given your allegiance.

Strength

He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. (‭Isaiah‬ ‭40‬:‭29‬ NIV)

It’s 4:06 am.  I fell asleep as soon as I laid down last night somewhere in the 8:00 o’clock hour, and woke up around 3:00 am.  I’m physically rested while my mind and heart ache and feel so weary from so much I can’t even enumerate at this moment.

I haven’t any more words about how I feel.  I just ask that the Lord help me now.  Please invigorate my soul and clear my mind.  I’m choosing to focus on him.  Strengthen me right now today. Amen.

As strange as it may sound, I have come to enjoy the time between midnight and 4:00 am.  Outside things are mostly quieted from human chatter, vehicles and industrial sounds.  Lately I’ll walk out into the night to find a wide open space where there is less light, look up to the sky and pray.  It’s the only way to get absolute clarity with God.  It isn’t in crowds of people.  It isn’t at church, it isn’t with my family, nor my friends.  I need God and me alone.  I need to hear his voice and feel his presence within me in order to express things I can’t form into words.  My body fails me in these moments.

Today, I need him and I.

I’m going outside to pray.