Today I am going back to my roots, back to the good ole Myspace days of telling a story and placing a moral at the end of it. I have to admit, though, this story is not mine, and was not my idea. There is a guy who goes to my church, he knows me and I am ashamed to admit that I have no idea what his name is, but he stopped me before I could go into church and gave me this story, at which time, I told him I was going to steal it. Which begs me to ask one question, if I tell you I am taking it, is it stealing?.....
Most of us have a job where there is some light traveling involved, I myself even in the janitorial arts have found myself of the road from time to time. So we all can relate to this experience. When you are driving down the road, there are few of us who do not listen to the radio, whether it be some good ole driving rock n roll music, to like my wife listens to, talk radio, she thinks like an elderly woman sometimes, I don't get it, but love her anyway. But we all have the dial, showing my age here, tuned into one station or another. What happens as we go down the road, what happens to the station? We begin to lose it, we have to re-tune and find another station. What about when you are coming home, no matter how far away you go, at some point, you have to come home? We all share the experience of getting the radio station back, its fuzzy at first, doesn't quite come in clearly, but you can hear it, and the closer you get to home, the clearer it becomes.
Moral- So here is the obvious conclusion that I have come up with. We have those times in our lives where even as Christians we tend to walk away from our faith, we tend to walk away from what God wants us to be. We think we have it all figured out, like we can do all of this ourselves. Like when we are driving, God in the form of the Holy Spirit is always our driving music in our lives, whether we be rocknrollers, country, jazz, or talk radioers. God is always pulling our hearts in the direction we need to be in to fulfill His plan. But as we get further away from God, the message He is delivering to us becomes fuzzy and unclear. We seek other avenues of entertainment, to satiate the hole in our hearts that we created when we walked away from God. But no matter how far we go, we always feel the pull towards home, we always are given the opportunity to go back to God. The closer we get to Home, the more we can hear God in our hearts again, a little fuzzy at first, but it is there. We have to remember that it is we who have left the Father, he is always there for us. Proof of this, when returning home from your travels, and in that moment that you begin to pick up the frequency you call home again, and it doesn't quite sound clear. Try stopping for a moment, and being still, and realize that if you just sit still for a moment, the words come in very clearly.
We serve a God who never wants us to leave, but always seems to welcome us back when we are ready to come Home. Be still, and know that He is God.
Most of us have a job where there is some light traveling involved, I myself even in the janitorial arts have found myself of the road from time to time. So we all can relate to this experience. When you are driving down the road, there are few of us who do not listen to the radio, whether it be some good ole driving rock n roll music, to like my wife listens to, talk radio, she thinks like an elderly woman sometimes, I don't get it, but love her anyway. But we all have the dial, showing my age here, tuned into one station or another. What happens as we go down the road, what happens to the station? We begin to lose it, we have to re-tune and find another station. What about when you are coming home, no matter how far away you go, at some point, you have to come home? We all share the experience of getting the radio station back, its fuzzy at first, doesn't quite come in clearly, but you can hear it, and the closer you get to home, the clearer it becomes.
Moral- So here is the obvious conclusion that I have come up with. We have those times in our lives where even as Christians we tend to walk away from our faith, we tend to walk away from what God wants us to be. We think we have it all figured out, like we can do all of this ourselves. Like when we are driving, God in the form of the Holy Spirit is always our driving music in our lives, whether we be rocknrollers, country, jazz, or talk radioers. God is always pulling our hearts in the direction we need to be in to fulfill His plan. But as we get further away from God, the message He is delivering to us becomes fuzzy and unclear. We seek other avenues of entertainment, to satiate the hole in our hearts that we created when we walked away from God. But no matter how far we go, we always feel the pull towards home, we always are given the opportunity to go back to God. The closer we get to Home, the more we can hear God in our hearts again, a little fuzzy at first, but it is there. We have to remember that it is we who have left the Father, he is always there for us. Proof of this, when returning home from your travels, and in that moment that you begin to pick up the frequency you call home again, and it doesn't quite sound clear. Try stopping for a moment, and being still, and realize that if you just sit still for a moment, the words come in very clearly.
We serve a God who never wants us to leave, but always seems to welcome us back when we are ready to come Home. Be still, and know that He is God.
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