Christmas Gifts

Have you ever felt like the little drummer boy?  What, you don’t have a drum?  I don’t have a horn and I’m tired of having focused on the fact that I haven’t a drum.  The soil of self-pity is unfruitful ground.  That which you are now holding is my horn.  Oh, how I long to hear your drums.  Have two give one, have two give one, have two give one…We can share my horn.  The horn of selflessness began as a council of three in heaven was carried by Jesus to earth and simultaneously played by John the Baptist among others.  Among mere mortals, no one has ever played the horn quite like John the Baptist.  Jesus said so.            

            Others.  There are no distinctions.  There is a mandate.  Others.  Others, collectively speaking, are why Jesus left the comforts of heaven only to die a cursed death.  Others are why each heard in his own language when the day of Pentecost had fully come.  Others are why Jesus has gone on to prepare a place where individuals dwell safely in a land replete with servants.  One cannot be selfish and be wealthy spiritually.  The Bible differentiates between riches and wealth.  Both are utterly distinguishable.   

            I’m tired.  Exhausted.  My bones groan for that Spirit that is not selfish – God’s.  It is my fault.  Our system hasn’t helped.  The system is sneaky.  Jesus was constantly referring to two kingdoms.  People, generally speaking, haven’t changed but times do.  This time (age), generation if you will, is not in good shape regardless of whether or not our collective purse is fat.  It’s my fault.  It is our fault.  Culpability starts with the house of God.