So I have been putting off writing my blog for a few weeks because... well things are changing...I don't know if any of my 5 followers remember Zenon Girl of the 21st Century (Madeline and Janelle, I am expecting you to both know this reference)...but "Zetus Lupetus!" is the main character's way of expressing excitement/disbelief...I use the word often because I work with children and well...it's just so gosh darn fun to say....anyway, I feel like Zetus Lupetus!!! sums up my life quite accurately right now...I am so torn on what I want to write so I well probably break this into two separate blogs...right now I am going to chat about something super heavy on my heart, but oh the next blog will contain just what is going on down here in the desert... let's just say, God never runs out of surprises!
Earlier this evening I flipped on the tv and an ABC special was on... I am not going to go into a lot of detail about it because the special was a reflection of the major events of 2011....many of which are very controversial...but anyway as I am watching my heart continues to crumble into pieces... I am watching the world in it's most evil days and all of it has been filmed...for who to see? Are these the images we want to show our children... is this what we want to stand for?...brother against brother, celebrating the death of rulers and watching those placed in positions of authority, for protection... becoming the ones that we need to be protected from... my heart cries out... and I know if this is what I get from watching 3 minutes of tv (I couldn't bear to watch anymore, I had to turn the tv off and fall on my knees in prayer)...how much more must God be crying? He sees it all... and knows the plans in men's hearts...
While I was on my knees I had this vision of a man who has the opportunity to go all out and build the most amazing house anyone could imagine... I mean, beauty in every room, something for everyone.. each piece selected with so much care and precision... down to the paint color, the trim... the candles and lighting and doorways...and then when the house is perfect...when there is nothing to do but sit back and look at this amazing dream house this man decides that he wants to share all this beauty with someone else...wants to let his house be a house...to be a place for memories and for others to build lives in the house...so he invites his children to come live with him...and instead of seeing the house for all the work that the man has put into it and how much he wants to share his work... the children see the house for what they can take from it or do to it...they ignore the man and begin to divy up bedrooms and areas...instead of living together they live in areas and instead of making memories they begin to make territories and all the while destroying everything in the home...walking on the carpets with muddy shoes...breaking lamps and dropping dishes...sliding down banisters and pressing fingers up against the glass...being reckless and not caring about all of the work that went into it...yes a few of the children pickup after the others and are worried about what the man is thinking and about the work he put into the house...and even fewer of the children have actually discovered the man's private room and have taken the time to go in and spend time with him...
The world as I see it is the house... and God is going to go home and clean the mess up but he is patiently waiting to see if we will figure it out first... my heart just aches for what we have let the house become...but then I am so excited because I know that there will be a new heaven and a new earth and man what a party that will be!!!!!
