A dear friend is walking a tremendously crooked road without the advantage of being able to interpret signage. Now that's all I am going to say about it; except that in walking with him over two thousand miles by telephone, I began to discover that my mind and heart desires clarity. I like to have a clear picture of any situation, a clear view of how things fit together, eyeballing with consecrated focus my personal and world's problems. On the other hand, just like nature's colors and shapes mingle without dependable distinction, my life does not give the clarity I am looking for. When giving closer attention and intentionally thinking about this, the boarders are mostly vague, ambiguous, and hard to discern, between evil and good, love and hate, care and neglect, guilt and blamelessness.
Even with the Word, as central to my walk, it is not easy to live faithfully in a world full of ambiguities. I so envy those persons to whom God speaks to so clearly each step of life's journey. For me, I think, I am going to try and make wise, godly choices without needing to be entirely sure. Is that part of "keeping the faith?"
Sharing the the most recent pondering of a "coloring outside the lines," 75 year old, professing Christian, husband, father, grandfather, and friend.
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Keep the Faith Brother!
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