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CHILD-LIKE PEACE

feet a“If we could be but children, small children
Blessed is He who could make us forget
the distress of our years.
With a long road yet ahead to our becoming,
Becoming older, sadder, and nostalgic.
But rose-souled children
Plucking joy like wildflowers
Whose world is not yet over,
With the sun laughing in the glint of their tears.”~Rachel Bluwstein Sela, known
as Rachel the Poetess

Ran across this poem today as I was reading devotions, and it touched that special chord that rings of truth within me. Aging does tend to take something out of us. Poets like to use metaphors. Simple stories that remind us of some profound truth that we have somehow forgotten. The stories often touch that small part of us that still identifies with the magical – the mystical – the spiritual – that child-like faith.

“And because Yeshua himself knew The Father had given everything into his hands and that he had gone out from God and he would go to God, He arose from supper and put off his robe and took a towel and tied it around his waist.”~Jn 13:3-4

Did you ever notice all the small stories and metaphors that are used in the Bible? People love stories. It starts when we are children with storybooks and continues throughout our lives: TV’s – movies – books – plays – even our music. God used stories in the Old Testament. Rabbi Yeshua knew a good thing when He saw it and Last often taught using metaphors and small stories when he taught as well.

“He took water in a wash basin and began to wash the feet of his disciples, and he wiped them with a towel which he had tied around his waist….” ~Jn 13:5

It is this part of the story that catches my breath in my throat. Did the discripes truely realize who was kneeling in front of them…..washing their feet? If it was me, would I? I fear that I would not have been so wise. Such symbolism in this simple act – such a strong metaphor that continues to bless the world with its intense visual – the Bridegroom washing away the physical dirt of His bride before His blood spiritually washes away the dirtiness of her soul.

“Do you know what I have done to you?” You call me, ‘our Rabbi’ and ‘Our Lord’, and you say rightly, for I am. If I therefore, your Lord and your Rabbi, have washed your feet for you, how much more ought you to wash one another’s feet? For I have given you this example, that you also should do in the same way as I have done to you.Timeless truth I speak to you: there is no servant greater than his master and no apostle is greater than he who sent him. If you know these things, blessed are you if you do them.” Jn 13:12-17

A child would have known. A child understands the story better than any adult. A ‘rose-souled [child], plucking joy like wildflowers whose world is not yet over, with the sun laughing in the glint of [her] tears‘. Perhaps…maybe…possibly today, my childish self would recognize my LORD as He kneels at my feet. For today, I have laid another foundational stone. Understanding the LOVE of my LORD, FREEDOM from sin as He washed my feet, KINGDOM comes in its fullness of His righteousness and His PEACE surrounding each stone I have laid .

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3 of 7: LOVE

Manna3 of 7: LOVE. Once upon a time in a land far away, there was a group of people who decided that there was a Creator. A Creator that built them a garden, gave them animals to LOVE, plants to tend, and visited with them everyday. But they were a cantakerous, headstrong, ouchy type of people (think anything has changed?). They did good deeds, prospered, begat children, cared for plants and animals, but they also did bad things. =( The Creator still loved them despite these faults, but because He was so righteous, He knew that their sinful eyes could not bare to look at Him. Since they could no longer see him, the Creator gave them ways to “see” Him. The Cantakerous, headstrong, ouchy people called it “faith”. The Creator called it LOVE.

During one of the many seasons of life, the cantakerous, headstrong, ouchy people got themselves in a pickle in another land. The Creator heard their cries in the darkness and sent them a man who led them out of the pickle and into the desert. Food was kinda scarce there, but the Creator (who LOVED His children) took care of that right quick. He gave them meat in the evening and bread in the morning.

“Then the Lord said to Moses, “I will rain down bread from heaven for you. The people are to go out each day and gather enough for that day. In this way I will test them and see whether they will follow my instructions. On the sixth day they are to prepare what they bring in, and that is to be twice as much as they gather on the other days.” Ex 16 4-5

Slowly, the cantakerous, headstrong, ouchy people began to realize that when they relied on the Creator’s bread and LOVE, their day went much better (funny how that works, huh?). Like most things, the lesson stuck for awhile, but as the generations aged away from the days of gathering the bread, their faith grew weaker and sin returned…afterall, they were a cantakerous, headstrong, ouchy people.

“Then Jesus declared, “I am the bread of life. Whoever comes to me will never go hungry, and whoever believes in me will never be thirsty.” Jn:35

However, the great thing about the Creator is that He never, ever stopped LOVING the cantakerous, headstrong, ouchy people. He wanted to remind them about the bread and how it saved them when they were in that very dry, dusty, dead place, so He sent His son – His first born Son that He LOVED. His son, who was very good at metaphors, tried to remind the cantakerous, headstrong, ouchy people with His words. He said over and over to these cantakerous, headstrong, ouchy people, ‘if you will just gather Me every morning, I will nourish your life just like I did in all the dry, dusty, dead places in your lives’. Some listened. Some didn’t. (Natch)

It is a choice to LOVE. The Creator chose to put us first in His existence and surround us with LOVE. We get to choose whether we will LOVE Him back or even – whether we will put Him first in our lives. We are still cantakerous, headstrong and ouchy. The miracle is that we don’t have to go outside to gather manna in the morning any more. The manna is there for us whenever we want to gather it – whether it is in the dry, dusty, dead places of our lives or in the comfy armchair of our livingroom (although, in my personal opinion, the world certainly is much brighter when I gather the bread first thing in the morning). If we seek the things we LOVE first then we understand why the Creator seeks us every minute we are lost in our own deserts. It is simply because…………we are His first LOVE…..even if we are a cantakerous, headstrong, ouchy people. Amazing, isn’t it?

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