A kiss is just a kiss,or is it?

In the Bible there are forty-six references to the action of a kiss. When I think of a kiss I remember the very first one I ever had, did it rock my world? No, it was awkward, sitting in the back seat of a small car along with two other people in the back seat on Ponce de Leon Avenue. There are innocent kisses on the cheek, there are passionate kisses of new lovers, the first kiss of the wedding couple as man and wife, the tender kiss of a couple who have been together for so many years that the passion has become tender care and concern, and there is the kiss on the forehead of your loved one as you watch their soul slip into eternity. I have a book that has pictures of famous kisses from various movies and the kiss between Rhett Butler and Scarlett O’Hara in the library of Aunt PittyPat’s Atlanta home is the number one of all time. There is one kiss I haven’t mentioned as yet, that is the kiss of the betrayal of a friend and I believe that anyone reading can guess which kiss that was.

So, who needs enemies when someone who has been your friend gives you the kiss of betrayal.

The first few verses of John are favorites of mine. In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God, he was with God in the beginning. It boggles my mind to know that Jesus was the Prince of Glory and chose to come to a dusty little town born of parents that were inexperienced and poor! He gave up the shimmering garments of heaven for swaddling clothes and the bed of a King for a manger in an animal’s stall. When He got here and grew to be a man, He chose a band of men, the disciples. Jesus took them and promised to make them fishers of men. They were with Him daily and saw all He did, from feeding the five thousand and opening blinded eyes to raising the dead and eating with tax collectors. They saw him change water into wine at a wedding and talk with the woman at the well, telling her the secrets of her life. Just reminding you so that you will realize, that they knew him.

I am reminded of a secular song, “If you don’t know me by now, you will never, ever, never know me…at all” They knew the Lord as a friend. Can you imagine seeing Peter standing outside of where Jesus was being questioned and watch him deny ever even knowing Him?

Now imagine Judas as he walks in to collect the money he earned for betraying his friend, Jesus. Judas took the 30 pieces of silver, they were heavy in the bag and felt so good to jingle. I can almost see him looking into the bag, just checking, not able to believe his good luck! He went to the Garden, where he knew Jesus would be, and planted the most famous kiss of all times on the cheek of our Lord.

In this day and time we not only deny our Lord every day through things that we allow in ourselves, but we deny the Lord any time that we hurt each other. I don’t have to agree with your theology to love you! If you have sinned it is none of my business to correct you in words but by living a life in your presence that will convict you and make you want to live a better life. It will certainly do no good for you or me if I choose to talk about you, run you down, or constantly try to ruin your reputation. 2 Cor. 10:12 We’re not, understand, putting ourselves in a league with those who boast that they’re our superiors. We wouldn’t dare do that. But in all this comparing and grading and competing, they quite miss the point.

When you begin to criticize others you are saying that you, yourself, are superior, else how could you make such a judgment? Be merciful, dear friend, you may find yourself in a situation where you may fall short and others will be judging you!

We are told in the Word that if we judge someone we are setting ourselves up for judgment by the same measure! So it would be best to keep your lip zipped and maybe someone will return the favor!

Don’t let it be said of you, as it could be of Judas, “with friends like you, who needs enemies?”

I want to live in unity with the people around me, and those that I love, what does that mean? To me, being united means this, maybe you don’t agree with me, you might even see me as a sinner, but you will unite to protect me from the enemy of my soul, you will agree to pray for me, and with me, asking for God’s secrets and will to be revealed to us all.

Be a faithful friend that is a secret keeper before men and a secret pray-er before God!

About harolene

Thank you for stopping by for a visit! If you read my thoughts you will see that I am sometimes serious, at other times sappy or funny, occasionally I am sad and sentimental, but I am always sincere! I am a single mother who raised two children, born ten years apart and different sexes so first it was bows and dolls, pretty dresses and boys! When my son was born it was rough and tumble games, baseball, soccer, wrestling and girls! I am known for my "smile" and for my default answer to any situation, "no problem", which was something I didn't realize I did until it was pointed out to me! I am a moon watcher and a star gazer. I am astounded and feel so small knowing that every creature that has ever walked the face of this earth has gazed upon that same beautiful orb that my eyes can behold on any night when the earth is not wearing her cloak of clouds. My parents have made me the person that I am. Their love, veracity in all areas of life, humor and passion for their work and each other have given me hope that my life can actually be a happy one! Chances are if you are reading this you already know all this but again, I appreciate your stopping by! While you're here hit the "Like" button for me and thanks for checking in!
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2 Responses to A kiss is just a kiss,or is it?

  1. Floyd Burdett says:

    I guess the closest I have come to the betrayal kiss of Judas was the kiss from my spouse just before she told me she was pregnant again… from a Doctor at the hospital where she worked…
    I told her I would care for it and raise it as my own… but that did not ‘satisfy her’ and she instead had the child put to death at the hands of an abortionist… And then filed for divorce, and took my Son away with her…along with every dime from our Bank accounts, and even plotted so that I lost my JOB! And moved with her Doctor and my Son to a city 500 miles away.
    I had done nothing but Love her, and provide for her, and Love and provide for our Son, and play with him, read to him, and laugh with him — including those times when she was with her Doctor friend!! Yet it was ME that lost my Wife, my Son, my Family, and everything I had dreamed of all of my Life… with less than half of what I started our marriage with, and $600 cash in my pocket and empty bank accounts, in a city where I had no friends and no place to live and no job…
    Most of the $600 went to renting a moving truck to move back to Atlanta, and back into my Parents’ house at 36 years old to start all over.

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