Lame things… believe it or not, they are a reality. Bear with me as I process. I pray Jesus is made bigger in our eyes.
Things happen that are so confusing, so ridiculous, absurd, and things that usually
genuinely hurt to the core of who we are. These things usually are called by names and are people.
We make no sense. We have no clue. We think we do.
Why? What is the reason? What is their reasoning?
The reactions to these things for me usually are to get absolutely blustered with anger, completely check out and shut off, ignore the problem, or deal.
Jesus trips me out. He knew people’s thoughts, their heart behind every action and look, and he knew what His future had for Him… and yet He still LOVED people more than I ever have. WOW.
Jesus let Himself get hurt.
Every response I have that isn’t totally bathed in the love of Christ is probably motivated by avoiding hurt. Checking out, shutting off, ignoring, and even anger. All responses to keep myself from loving and being rejected.
But Jesus was despised and rejected by men. He was a Man of sorrows and oh so well acquainted with grief. He was despised and we hid our faces. He bore our griefs and carried our sorrows… and all we did was esteemed Him condemned, cursed by God, and afflicted.
But HE was wounded for OUR transgressions,
HE was bruised for OUR iniquities;
The punishment for OUR peace was all upon HIS head,
And by HIS stripes WE are healed.
Even though we all choose our own thing, live our own lives, and call our own shots… the LORD has laid on Jesus the guilt and punishment of and for us all.
Talk about unfair.
That is all Christianity 101 right?! Well, I have known Jesus for years and I’m still in remedial classes. At the slightest hint of getting undeservedly or even deservedly hurt the walls go up and the defenses get ready to lock and load.
So be it God.
If He has truly called us by name. “________ [insert name], follow me”. Am I not called to the same? Are we not called to the same? Ouch.
So be it God.
If that means we are hated, despised, looked down upon, disliked, persecuted, or killed for things we did or didn’t do… what is the call of Christ? “Follow me”.
So be it God.
If that means every person uses our names as cuss words and calls us worse.
So be it God.
God heard part of Himself, His son, ask “Daddy, is there any other way? You tell Me whats best and I’ll do it”. Still, God allowed him to be brutally murdered for us.
If this is the same God who would stand back and let that happen to His own son because there was greater good to accomplish, then why am I surprised by the lame things when I belong to God and He promises to make me like Jesus?
So be it God.
We wave one banner. The banner of the Love of God. His love is showed really clear by this Jesus who gave His life for ours. He wants us to show His love really clear too. To be His message… like a banner.
We do not wave the banner of our relationships.
We do not wave the banner of our country.
We do not wave the banner of our interests or talents.
We do not even wave the banner of our churches or ministries.
We WAVE the banner of the powerful, supernatural, life changing LOVE of God that gave us life and saved us from ourselves.
We wave the banner of Jesus.
GOD, make us banners that do our job. Banners that don’t try to fluff up the message, but simply display their reason for being. Take us through whatever You must to make our display simple.
You tell us whats best and we’ll do it.
So be it God.

We are also looking at doing a Saturday night service at a church in Downtown Camden really close to all the crazy pubs and stuff.
A Sunday morning location two tube stops and a ten minute walk from Camden is something we found the other day. It is absolutely incredible and I’d love to see us start Sundays there.
It has plenty of room to grow if the Lord decides to bless that way, it is in a great location, and it looks great.
The house is getting along well. The Holydes, Parks, Tobi, and I live in the house and the Merrils have a studio fifteen minutes walk from us. It has been fun to have two little sisters and a couple siblings and parents more to boot. Such a blessing.
*slight dramatization






