To quote one of my favorite artists
" I have crayons rollin around in the floorboard of my car, bicycles all over my driveway, bats and balls all over my yard, There is a man from outer space sittin in my chair, the signs of life are everywhere, But where are the signs of life ? the love that proves there is a living faith inside? "
In Spring it seems signs of life are everywhere, blooming flowers, pollen covering everything. but in this time of year it seems I am reminded that there were two women looking for a sign of life on their way to a tomb. Did they look along the path for flowers? Did they talk of maybe just maybe He is what He said He was? Did they have any idea that the sign of life they were about to encounter would change not only their lives but all of ours as well?
If you are squeamish read no further:
I had a very real encounter last night with a sign of life. Blood that is life sustaining was everywhere. I went to visit my dad in the hospital and walked in the room to 2 nurses cleaning up a huge mess. Blood was on the sheets,pillows and mostly on dads clothes covering one side of he pj pants and soaked though to the under clothes, But his shirt was the most horrific sight almost unrecognizable. The nurses say that while dad slept his IV came out and caused this mess. Thank goodness it was nothing more that that but, it looked like a crime scene. Anyway dad and the nurses asked me to throw the shirt away and just try and clean the other pieces of clothing. I said I would at least try on the shirt and see if it could be saved. After taking it home and mixing several cleaning agents in my washer I put in the clothes. All the while thinking to myself: I doubt this will work and at least I tried. Well I forgot about them until this morning and when I remembered I went to the washer and reached in not even looking to see what piece I was getting out. And out came a dazzling white t-shirt with not on hint of any stain. I began to cry. why ?? Because that is exactly what God did for us in sending Jesus. He took my sin stained nasty, unrecognizable, sin filled self and washed in in a perfect, spotless, cleaning agent named JESUS. And it came out dazzling white. Cleaner than I could have ever hoped for or deserve. He never once said to himself "I doubt this will work, or at least I tried" He knew what it would take to give life to me. Lowly, unworthy me.
He gave me Life and the Sign of that is imprinted on my heart forever.
Monday, April 2, 2007
Signs of Life
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3 comments:
Oh, man. Good stuff. We are so undeserving of Jesus, but that didn't matter to Him at all. I am so thankful!!
And scary story...I think I would have died walking in to that scene!
What an incredible story and lesson! Isn't it neat how God can use most anything to teach us more about Himself?? I believe that this time with your dad is teaching you a lot. I am proud of you for the way you are dealing with it! And I am praying for you!
I think that too often we don't see God in the things we do daily. There are people who would have never seen the clean tee shirt as a sign of Gods love for us. I want to be more like that everyday! Looking for reminders of Him in everything I do, everything I see and everywhere I go! I love the story of the shirt! I might have to share that with someone this weekend! Thanks for sharing from your heart!
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