I am the biggest problem in my children's lives. I am the biggest problem in my marriage. I am the biggest problem in my church. I am the biggest problem in my workplace. I am the biggest problem in my neighborhood. Thanks be to God that the Bible is full of God's working through the biggest problems people bring into any situation and grinding out his good and perfect will through it all. Abraham had issues. Moses had issues. Samuel had issues. David had issues. Elijah had issues. The Apostles had issues. Paul had issues. Yet in spite of all of their issues, and mine, God redeemed their work and continues to draw people to himself through redeeming ours. Prayerfully through redeeming mine. His power is, indeed, perfected in my weakness for no one could see the good things that have come my way and honestly say that their genesis is in me. No one in my head and heart anyway.
hermeneutic - adj. concerning interpretation, especially of the Bible or literary texts noun a method or theory of interpretation We can't go on, together With suspicious minds And we can't build our dreams On suspicious minds - Suspicious Minds, Elvis Presley If there is one thing that has characterized the conversations of our recent times it is this: we are entrenched in a diabolical hermeneutic of suspicion. Now a hermeneutic is a theory or method of interpretation. As people speak I interpret what they are saying and fashion an appropriate response. If someone requires the potatoes at our table they request that I pass them and I fashion a response in concert with my interpretation of their communication. I pass them the bowl of potatoes. That is much more appropriate than throwing them a potato or two from the bowl. Interpretation betrays my stances, even, my heart. The act of interpretation is active and impacted by context. I know that my heart is the closest and mos
I have been chronicling the journey of the Bee Girl in parts one and two . This is a further exploration of what I see. Peering through the gate the Bee Girl happens upon a magnificent scene. There are no less than 10 people: old, young, black, white, brown, who are all dressed in bee costumes much like hers. They are all dancing together in a green, sunlit field with joyfulness expressed in such a unique manner. This is what she had been seeking in the faces and posture of the people that she had met and that even led her on this journey. Needless to say she joins them. Her somewhat tattered bee suit blends right in with the others and they accept her as one of their own. How could they not? She looks just like them. I can't help but smile in relief that she has found her satisfaction in her image in the ones she now embraces. The ones that have seemingly longed for her. This scene seems so unlike the one in the beginning of the video. But it isn't. It isn't at all. Benea
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