I plugged my phone into my computer to sync and was stunned to see that I am almost out of space! What was the offender? My PHOTOS! There are 1,662 pictures and when I plugged it in somehow the pictures in my computer were being put into my phone, there were over 4000, and it was over-loaded. I looked for something to delete, how could I banish pictures of birthdays and my parents asleep on each other’s shoulder. I saw “audio” and looked at my settings, I had voice memos on there from 6/2009. Interested in what I had said and to listen before I deleted these, to make room, I hit “play”.
On the first one my dad was telling me, while we were riding in the car, about a sermon he wanted to write, I was saying “Just say it daddy, this is recording you”, he cleared his throat as if her were about to talk on the radio, and said “Weeping endures for the night, but Joy comes in the morning!” I could never delete that and it was a Word for my weary soul today. I looked up the scripture, Psalm 30:4-5 All you saints! Sing your hearts out to God! Thank him to his face! He gets angry once in a while, but across a lifetime there is only love. The nights of crying your eyes out give way to days of laughter.
In the past few days I have talked with people who had lost loved ones to death, pregnancy of a young teen, a spouse that goes out drinking and then comes in and brags about their “exploits” with younger, prettier women and I needed to be reminded that God is in control! I know (caution, cliché’ coming) that the sun will come out tomorrow! Christians we look for the SON to be ever-present in our hour of need.
Back to listening to my voice memos now, I hit the play button to hear the next memo and heard my voice, I was saying “Road Kill, you ride past dead squirrels everyday and don’t pay much attention, until you are the one that killed one!” Is that the way we view Jesus death? When we are young we hear of the crucifixion and it is a story, until one day we realize that perhaps we had put those nails in His hands with our own sin. I remembered the day it happened, the sick feeling in my stomach as the little animal started toward my car, I applied my brakes but it started back toward the sidewalk, then it suddenly turned around and ran under the wheels of my large, red, van. I was thinking, as I heard that little recording tonight how many times Jesus could feel that sick feeling as He watches us gaily scamper through our lives, with a devil-may-care attitude, letting our desires lead us back from the safety of life’s “sidewalk”, to running right under the wheels of life’s eighteen wheelers! If He thought like me, He would be saying, “I died for THAT?”
Galatians 6:1-3 Live creatively, friends. If someone falls into sin, forgivingly restore him, saving your critical comments for yourself. You might be needing forgiveness before the day’s out. Stoop down and reach out to those who are oppressed. Share their burdens, and so complete Christ’s law. If you think you are too good for that, you are badly deceived.
One day I saw a man, who was stumbling along, fall on the street close to the curb on the busy corner of Ponce de Leon Ave. and Highland. I was sitting in my car and before I even realized it, I was standing over the man, so that I could protect him from getting hit by the approaching city bus. I placed my hand on his shoulder and prayed out loud “God help this man!” I opened my eyes to see people getting off the bus, looking at me as if I had lost my mind. The man had been shaking, as he lay there, he looked up at me, the blackest eyes I have ever seen, it seemed he was looking right through me, and fully back to his senses. He stood up under his own power, a policeman came up and I walked back to my car. He watched me, looking over his shoulder, until the policeman put him in the patrol car. It made an everlasting impression on me.
Have you passed by “road kill” in this life without offering a hand?