SUIT UP

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Ready?  Let’s Suit up!

*CLOMP THUD CLOMP THUD*

I apologize for the racket.

I’m making a little more noise than usual as I walk around today.

Typically, I’ll just wear regular clothes, but today, I feel the need…

for the Armor of God.

Know what I’m talking about?  Read it here from Ephesians.

Therefore put on the full armor of God,so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand.  Stand firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist, with the breastplate of righteousness in place, and with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel of peace.  In addition to all this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one.  Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God.  Ephesians 6:13-17

Yep.  So I’ve got my great big Belt of Truth on.  It’s got a gigantic buckle with a dove on it.  Very disco, if you ask me.

And I’ve got a big ole breastplate of Righteousness. (With a giant “R” on it, of course)

Next, I’ve got some huge clunking gospel boots for some all-terrain Peace making.

Oh, and don’t forget my shield.  I’ve never actually tried to intercept a flaming arrow before, but I can attest that this shield of Faith is heavy duty.

Then I’ve got my classy helmet of Salvation, decorated in rhinestones and cubic zirconia.

And last but not least, my sword of the Spirit.  It’s not really very sharp, but it gleams a brilliant white light.

Whew.

Do you know how many thrift stores and Renaissance festivals I had to go to get all this stuff?

To be honest, it’s hard for me to even type out this devotion, with all the gear I’m carrying today.

Actually, I seem to be chafing a little bit.

And I’m quite hot.

Hang on…

Upon further reading, I think this passage is supposed to be a metaphor.

In other words, we can carry Truth, Peace, Righteousness, Faith and Spirit with us, all with no hindrance.

Just because the Armor of God isn’t made out of metal, that doesn’t mean it’s not there.

Each morning when you get dressed, it can be a part of your wardrobe.

Can you imagine the benefits?

All you have to do is pay attention to what you’re putting on.

Ready?

Let’s SUIT UP!

Have a great week,

Mitch

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Your next turn.

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New Year, new office.

Sort of.

I wanted to fit a round table in my office for small meetings, and it required me to move some things around.

Most notably, my desk has shifted across the room, and is turned completely perpendicular to its old orientation.

I love it.

Now I can see out the window instead of having it at my back.

It’s giving me a whole new outlook on 2015!

Ever hear someone say: “I made a big change in my life!  I totally did a 360”?

That is, of course, absurd, since that means turning around in a circle, ending up where you started.

I’ve heard many others say, “I’ve done a whole 180 with my life!”

Which is admirable.  Some folks need to stop what they’re doing, do an about face, and head back the way they’ve come.

Not me.  I think I’m more of a 90 degrees kind of guy.

I don’t want to abandon all forward progress.  I don’t want to just retrace my old steps.

But from time to time I do need a shifted perspective, a new outlook.

A different angle on things.

What about you? What’s your next turn?

Remember the Byrds hit, “Turn, Turn, Turn”?

“To everything, Turn, Turn, Turn.
There is a season, Turn, Turn, Turn.
And a time to every purpose under Heaven.”

Those words, adapted from Ecclesiastes, remind me it’s good to take a turn from time to time.

If we could treat the course corrections and rearrangements of our lives as spiritual disciplines, we may find ourselves (literally) in a better position to be disciples.

That’s a notion that warms my heart, these cold early days of 2015.

But it’s something to remember…

even when it’s 90 degrees.

Have a great week,

Mitch

 

Go Figure

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Let me ask you something.

What kind of sadist would enjoy watching people teeter on the edge of collapse at any second?

What sort of sick individual wants to see people fail publicly and dramatically?

In short, what kind of lunatic…

enjoys watching figure skating? 🙂

Truthfully, I’m the type to move into another room when figure skating comes on.  Not because I’m a sports snob — but because I get too nervous.

Why? Think about it:  Everybody who figure skates, from the kid taking their first lesson to the Olympic hero with everything on the line —  Everybody who figure skates falls down.

EVERYBODY FALLS.   Even the best of the best.

There has never been a figure skater who has not bit the dust (ice) on numerous occasions.

That’s why I’ve hated watching it for most of my adult life.  I don’t want to see that!

But recently, I’ve had a change of heart.  Maybe I’ve been looking at it all wrong.

Maybe ice skating is like Christianity.

In Christianity, as in skating, everybody falls from time to time.  Even the best of the best.

It doesn’t matter if you’ve been a Christian for five minutes or for fifty years — you’re still gonna slip up somewhere along the way.

The thing is, if you look only at a person’s sins, you’ll have overlooked some of  the incredible feats of faith they might have accomplished.

Instead of looking at Christianity, you’d just be looking at Sin.

If you treat the falls as if they were center stage in a person’s life, you could lose your appreciation for the triumphs — the triple axles of faith, that mark the great moments of our lives.

I think I’m ready to give figure skating another try.  I’m starting to figure out that a spill on the ice is not the catastrophic embarrassment I’ve made it out to be.

It’s just a slippery patch along the way to Glory!

Go figure 🙂

Have a great week,

Mitch

 

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