Tom Branch - Roads of Faith

Wow what an eventful day for Sunday. I left work at 6am and was nice n sleep deprived so I was in a silly mood for once. Usually I am in a cranky mood when I have no sleep like that. Well it was a day of firsts.

I think I had my first bird crap on my head before Sojourn. I wahsed it out though. It may have been a berry but it required a trip to the sink and do some washing.

I solved teh Harvey Brown Theory. I know who this person is. I cannot go into details but I know who. The factor has bees resolved. I called them out, confronted, and had found the data needed to convict. Harvey you have been made known and i am the secret keeper......I dunno how long though.
Who is Harvey Brown?

I also met another blogger form bloggerland. I frequent her blog alot as I came across the blog trail. Ya know a link from Nikki Tatom to other seminary students and then last night I met Christine Hnat. She is much taller in person than I thought. Taller than I am. She is really cool. So now that makes two people I know are real. I heard someone say something about being German and didn't wanna interupt to rudely so I asked Nikki who she was and she told me I knew. I think it's cool when lil meeting like that happen. Ya know unplanned, pop outta the middle of nowhere!! Check out her blog.

ANd in other blogger related news I Flashed Lorie King yesterday. Yes I flashed her. ASk her about it sometime. It was funny. I was taking off my camera's flash unit and it had a charge left. So standing so far away from Lorie I Raised up and aimed it like a gun or laser pointer and when she made eye contact I hit the button and flashed her. I ran after I saw a series of ugly upset faces hahah. In the famous words of Bugs Bunny "Ain't I a stinker?"

Then after sojourn I went in for the second sleep test. I still have the gunk in my hair but I did get some sleep. In fact it is dark outside and I have been up for an hour and I am fine!!!!! Wooo Hooo. So now we can see what happens next with getting a mask and machine for treating this apnea.

After the sermon and while I was waiting for the tech to get me started for the tests, I read in the bible some reflecting upon the sermon tonght. I came across this thinking I was in psalms or proverbs there for a minute, alas I wasn't but it does stick out pretty far in my mind.

Isaiah 57:1-2
The righteous pass away; the godly often die before their time. And no one seems to care or wonder why. No one seems to understand that God is protecting them from the evil to come. For the godly who die will rest in peace. NLT

A great tid bit to ponder. No matter who involved I get in worldy affiars (just living) I am reconvicted many a times about where I stand with God. He is asking me to start standing up. I have sat n listened to the teachings, I have served, yet I have not served and have not stood up.

A lord's supper
I have this daydream/vision/whatever that has developed over the last few weeks.....an invitation to the Lord's Supper. I am invited to dine with Christ. I get there and see the table already set. There is an angel at the door and before I can intropduce myself he says You have already been chosen and called by name. He then gets out of the way and points me to where I will be sitting.

It is a simple meal already there laid before me. I do see bowls of fruit that only the rulers of Rome would have for that era. Yet the meal itself is but only two goblets of wine and then one loaf of bread.

I am looking around and I see not Christ nor anyone else. And only two places set. I see my goblet perfectly gold, not a scratch or blemish. It is pure and uncorrupted. Even after I hold it in such a way that I should smudge it with my fingerprints. None are to be found. There is nothing that can stain this goblet.

Yet I look at the other place which I assume is Christ's and his goblet is flithy with much and grime all over. It has a layer or filth on it must be about an inch. Yet everything else is the same, yet he has the dirties cup. I start to look puzzled.

The angel asks "What troubles you? Were you not called by name by him to be here?"

"Yes I was."

"Wherest is your trouble?"

"Is that cupt for Christ?"

"Yes it is."

"That can't be right. I have done nothing worthy of a perfectly golden goblet while he drinks from such an imperfect cup. Can you give him my cup instead?"

"Do you give your life to Christ? Your sins, inequities, shortcomings, and corrupted heart?" Do you not wish to give it to him?"

"Yes I do but I do not want him to drink from such a wrthless cup. He is the saviour"

"Yes that he is. But do you not want him to be your saviour?"

"Yes I do. What kind of question is that?"

"This cup is the transferance of all your sins, and shortcomings, inequities and ungodliness. This was your cup. The cup of the lord was given to you after you beleived. This cup is the cup to drink from for Chirst and not your own. That is the cup for Christ to drink from. If thou truly wants him as saviour then you want him to drink from that cup and not the one in front of you."

I broke out into a silence. How can I want Christ to drink from such a putrid cup? Still silence befell me. I did not see where Christ was and no one said a thing. I finally spoke up and asked "Where is the master of thy house?"

The angel replied "He is" and said nothing more.

I heard a faint voice a few moments later. Come eat the bread in which I have prepared for you. Drink the wine that I have mixed. Leave your simple ways and you will live. Walk in the way of understanding.

I did not see where the voice came from and by now i was famished and confused, but heartfelt. I took a peice of the bread and ate. I drank the wine from the pure goblet in front of me.

I turned to walk out the door and asked the angel "Please tell the master of the house that I must depart before he arrives..." The angel smiled as if I did not get the punchline in a way such I did not see what was ahead of me, much like when a child beleives something and the parent knows the truth and smiles.

"The master of the house was always there. He never left, never was he late nore early he was always there. Even when you dined on the bread and the wine he was there. Go back out into the world but forget not that you are alone. He is with you always and let him not drink from that pure cup. We will pray for you to come to know that it is you who must drink from his pure cup and he from your evil cup. He will not ask for your cup. You must ask him to take your cup and he will then give you clean. Continue the journey my brother. We will be praying for your return."

3 Comments:

L. Eubanks said...: I've been crapped on by a bird at least 4-5 times in my life!!! What does THAT mean?; Tuesday, November 22, 2005 5:06:00 PM
Paul Tackett said...: i have had a bird poop incident. it was chunky and purple, with a bit of worm. it was not a pleasant experience.

i do want to hear the truth of harvey brown, but if it is really secret, well so be it. observing all of the interactions was quite entertaining (yet somewhat disturbing) from an outsiders point of view.; Tuesday, November 22, 2005 8:59:00 PM
iggie said...: in reference to Christ never being away from us, thought you might appreciate this from st. patrick

Christ be with me, Christ within me, Christ behind me, Christ before me, Christ beside me, Christ to win me, Christ to comfort and restore me, Christ beneath me, Christ above me, Christ in quiet, Christ in danger, Christ in hearts of all that love me, Christ in mouth of friend and stranger

http://www.satucket.com/lectionary/Patrick.htm; Wednesday, November 23, 2005 9:44:00 PM

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