I risk you, o wise one, thinking me a fool…
Today I think I’m doing it all wrong. 😦 Or am I doing it all right? 🙂
I’m specifically thinking about the people in my past who have called me religious. HA! Anyone that knows me knows I’m not religious. I’m just a plain old sinner. Hmmm…come to think about it, religious = sinner?
It’s interesting that religious people crucified Jesus. It’s interesting that religious people got their panties in a bunch when Jesus claimed God status. It’s interesting that the religious establishment tried to shut Jesus up. It’s interesting that religious people screamed, “Crucify!” It’s interesting that religious people nailed Jesus to a cross. It’s interesting that religious people were satisfied when He died.
Can you see why calling me religious would raise the hackles on the back of my neck? Wait! Maybe I’m religious after all, especially if religious = sinner.
Aahhh! I believe I’m experiencing the paradox of the believer. Is this what Jesus was talking about when he talked about the narrow road? Living in the paradox?
The blind see. The deaf hear. The lame walk. The fool is wise. The weak are strong. The sinner is saint. The dead live. I live on earth, but I’m already seated in Heaven? WHAT!?!?!
Paradox: noun a statement or proposition that seems self-contradictory or absurd but in reality expresses a possible truth.
In this case, the real “T”ruth.
Jesus, I love you. I’m a fool for you. If that makes me religious then that’s okay…we both know different. Amen.