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Birthday Inventory

untitledI’ve come up on another birthday, and it’s time to take inventory. I think back at things I wanted to accomplish as a teenager going into college. I can’t remember much. I do, however, remember a few goals. I wanted to make a lot of money. I wanted an exciting career. I wanted a big house, a mansion, in fact. It’s been about 23 years since I graduated high school. Did I accomplish any of my goals? Well, I make good money, not a lot. I have a career that can be exciting sometimes, and I live in a modest house.

So, I accomplished 1 out 3…..if we stretch it a bit. I think many other people also have birthdays and take inventories. However, when their accomplishments don’t match up to their goals, they get depressed. I haven’t reached all of the goals I made when I was younger, but it hasn’t depressed me. I simply learned that my goals were misplaced.

The Bible says in Matthew 6:19-21 “Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys, and where thieves do not break in or steal; for where your treasure is, there your heart will be also”. Let’s face it. These verses are easier said than done. Nevertheless, living into them adds an immeasurable amount of peace to one’s life. I found that if I try to store up “earthly” treasures, I’ll never make enough money, my 401k will never have a big enough balance, and my house will never have enough square feet.

Now, I’m not saying that I live completely and whole heartedly by Mathew 6:19-21. However, each small step I make towards living into those verses, adds more and more peace to my life. So this year, instead of taking an inventory of my earthly treasures OR instead of taking an inventory of the misplaced goals I’ve reached….or failed to reach, I’m going to take a birthday inventory of my blessings: Jesus, church, family, friends, peace, health, contentment,……….and the list goes on.

I’m ending all my posts with an invitation to accept Jesus. If you would like to accept Jesus, simply pray the following prayer or one like it: “Dear Lord, I’m a sinner. I acknowledge that You sent Your son, Jesus, to die for my sins. I humbly accept Your son, Jesus, and I now further acknowledge that I am forgiven of my past sins, my present sins, and my future sins.” If you prayed that simple prayer, you are saved. Now, you need to follow Jesus. Start reading your Bible. I would suggest starting with Matthew, reading all of the New Testament, then reading the Old Testament. Also, find a good church. Christianity was never meant to be done alone. You need to be in community with other believers.

 

 

Who is the Prisoner

imagesAs some of you already know, I work in law enforcement. A few months ago, on a particular morning, I met a few prisoners. In my profession, it is very common. The prisoners were donned with green jump suits, leg shackles, handcuffs, and belly chains. An alien from some distant planet could have surmised that the prisoners’ liberties had been taken. Upon meeting the prisoners, I asked, “How’s it going?”  I was trying to be nice, not facetious. Nevertheless, the obvious answer for most people would be something like this: “I’m in green jump suit for Pete’s sake, how the hell do you think it’s going?” However, the first prisoner looked at me, smiled, and said, “I’m blessed”. Then he began to testify to the rest of the prisoners. After my co-workers and I had unhooked the prisoners and placed them in holding cells, one of my law enforcement colleagues, said gruffly, “If I ever need to find Jesus, I know where he is. He’s always locked up somewhere”.

I have to admit that the “Jail-house Jesus” is as common as the “Jail-house Lawyer” in the criminal justice system. Some people use their newfound status in God’s kingdom to change their ways. Some don’t. Regardless, this prisoner in the green jump suit is going to be my neighbor in heaven someday. When he made the decision to accept Jesus, angels were rejoicing in heaven. It may not be a big deal in the local jail, but there was a Derby Party in heaven.

The prisoner was also enjoying his “freedom”. He was smiling “from ear to ear” as my mom would say. He was at peace, and he knew it. It was probably purest form of joy that I have ever seen. Furthermore, he was so happy that he had to share the good news with other people. Folks, that’s what being a Christian is all about. And I witnessed it in a very unlikely place.

I’m not an expert in anything, but I think that I know why people find Jesus in jail. Unfortunately, most people think that they can run their lives without help. They think that they can accomplish anything through their wit and determination…..until something happens that’s out of their control or until they have hit rock-bottom.

It could be anything. For some people, it may be a serious illness. For some people, it may be looking at 20 years in prison. When things are out of control and/or people have hit rock-bottom, they start looking for comfort. That’s when they find Jesus.

Then I thought about my colleague who said, “If I ever need to find Jesus, I know where he is. He’s always locked up somewhere”. These adjectives came to mind: stubborn, close-minded, arrogant, and blind. And I felt sorry for him. He simply couldn’t realize that the prisoner was, in fact, “free-er” than he was.