Finding Whose We Are: Bought With A Price

Finding Whose We Are: Bought With A Price

Today I am writing about a topic that is often difficult to believe…mostly because I am a little bit like all of these people.

 

 

However, the truth is that I don’t have the right to do whatever I want.

Do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Ghost which is in you, which ye have of God, and ye are not your own?  For you are bought with a price: therefore glorify God in your body and in your spirit, which are God’s.

– I Corinthians 6:19-20

I spent my entire shower tonight trying to find the correct way to explain this passage (we all know that the best ideas come in the shower), and I am going to use a short, fictional story to teach this truth from God’s Word.

Once upon a time there was a young slave boy named Caliban.  Caliban’s master, Cy, was very cruel, and Caliban suffered greatly as Cy’s slave.  One day, a woman of the village named Gracella saw the hardship that Caliban endured under the lordship of Cy, and she felt very sorry for the boy.

Boldly, she approached Cy.  “I would like to buy Caliban from you,” she said. 

Cy gave a haughty laugh. “You don’t want this boy!  He is useless!  Besides, you could never afford to buy him from me.”

Gracella did not relent.  “How much would I have to pay to buy him?” she asked.

Cy scratched his head, as if he were thinking hard.  “I would say that he is worth 50 gold coins.” 

“Ah!”  Gracella was shocked at the high price.  She had 50 gold coins to her name.  If she bought Caliban, she would be completely money-less. Yet, to Cy’s amazement, the woman handed him every coin that she owned.

Gracella took Caliban back to her home, and she fed him.  Although she had paid so much for him, she never treated him like a slave.  She raised him as her own son, and he was free to live as he pleased.  Gracella never asked Caliban to do anything for her.  Yet, he was constantly with her.  Even when she grew old, he cared for her day and night.  He served her more carefully than he had ever served Cy.

The same story is true for us.  I Corinthians 6:11 says,

And such were some of you: but you are washed, but you are sanctified, but you are justified in the name of the Lord Jesus, and by the Spirit of our God.

We were once enslaved to the devil, listening to his endless lies.  Then we were bought with a price–a high price–the blood of Christ.  Now we are free from bondage to sin.  Because we have been bought with such a high price, we should desire to serve our new Master, the Master that set us free.  This service is rooted in love, not obligation.

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Christ is my Redeemer.  I am bought with a price.

How to Celebrate Your Birthday for a Full Week

How to Celebrate Your Birthday for a Full Week

I don’t know about you, but

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I know, I know.  I am so lame, but I have been waiting like 3 years to say that I am feeling 22.

Anyway, let’s move on to today’s post.

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Look at the above picture of Taylor.  Doesn’t she look disappointed at the measly 3 cupcakes that she has?  I mean, sure, she is only one person, but doesn’t she deserve lots of cupcakes? Ariana Grande has lots of cupcakes.

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And, I mean, sure, you were born on one day, but you are unique!  Your birthday celebration should last for at least seven days!  Here are some ideas to keep the celebration going all week long!

  1. Enjoy Sunday brunch with your friends.20170319_124043
  2. Eat cake and ice cream with your family to conquer Monday.
  3. On Tuesday, get a free drink at Starbucks.20170321_160504
  4. Eat free fruit from Sheetz with your lunch on Wednesday.20170321_153444
  5. Thursday is for a long supper with your closest, dearest friend.  (We always stay at Chick-fil-a for several hours because we talk so much.  In fact, we were so busy talking that I forgot to capture a picture for the blog.)20170323_195454.jpg
  6. On Friday, grab some more birthday freebies and join a casual volleyball tournament (or a whatever your favorite sport might be).
  7. Finish out the week with a relaxing swim and a birthday present (green tea) from the YWCA.20170325_084411.jpg
I Drove A Car Today

I Drove A Car Today

I must admit that I am far from being the most optimistic person in the world, but today I spent my part of my commute in utter amazement.  It all started with a statement that someone made at Bible study last night.  (I wish that I could type in such a way to show their inflections and sarcasm)

When we get stuck in traffic, we grumble, “There’s too many cars out here.”  But, um, HELLO! What are YOU driving?! Is THAT helping the situation at all?!

Why not change your perspective a little?

I had to laugh because it is true!  If I find myself in afternoon traffic, I unconsciously assume that everyone else is in MY way, but (HELLO!) they probably want to get home and change into comfortable shorts just as much as I do.  And my beloved car, Corrie the Corolla, is just adding to the chaos.

Today, when Corrie the Corolla found herself surrounded by dozens of automobiles on Peter’s Creek Parkway, that statement from last night flashed through my mind.  Suddenly, I was amazed for several reasons:

  • There were literally hundreds of people, all on the same road, and all with different destinations.
  • We were in pieces of metal moving at 55 mph.
  • There were colored lights that told us when to go and when to stop.

We didn’t have to walk or run or skip or crawl to our destinations.  We had CARS.

What’s more, my fingertips are hitting plastic buttons right now, and words are exploding across the world wide web.

When I want to eat something, I can reach into another piece of metal and find food that is perfectly cold.  Or, if it is too cold, I can put it in a box that will heat it up.

To talk to my brother or parents, I tap a glass screen and, suddenly, I can hear their voices.

Maybe I am too simplistic, but I think that life is wonderful when we look at it with wonder.

 

Question for you:

What are you amazed by this week?

Top Ten Tuesday: 2016 Photos

Top Ten Tuesday: 2016 Photos

Determining my favorite photos from 2016 was next to impossible because I took pictures of so many different things!  I took literally thousands of photos throughout the year for…

But, after agonizing decision-making, these are the ten photos I chose.

Doing Hard Things in 2017

Doing Hard Things in 2017

I looked at my mom, shrugged my shoulders, and said, “I know that it is going to be a challenge, but if I never do hard things…I, well, I will never do hard things.”

In that moment of redundancy, I realized the truth; if I continuously choose the easy way out, I will never grow.

Let me tell you about the hard things that are ahead of me in 2017.

  1. I will be a student teacher at a fifth-grade public school for the first sixteen weeks of the year. I will have 30 students, and I will be coordinating with three different teachers.  I will write unit plans, teach every subject, and grade papers.  That is going to be hard.
  2. From May to August, I am a promotional media intern at Pine Cove Camp. As such, I will conduct photo shoots, write articles, and create videos.  I will be on my own to find subjects for my stories, film interviews, and complete all the projects.  That is going to be hard.
  3. After I finish the internship, I will look for a full-time job. I will determine what I want to do with my life (ha ha…I may never figure that out), find job openings, fill out applications, submit resumes, and WAITThat is going to be hard.
  4. And when I find that full-time job, I will probably move away from my parents. I will leave the house where I have lived 21 years.  I will take down all of my paintings, pack up my Fiestaware, buy furniture, and decorate my own place.  That is going to be hard.

But despite all of the hard things that I have ahead of me, I am looking forward to 2017.  I know that through these hard tasks, God will show himself faithful.  I will lean on Him for strength, and I will watch as He orchestrates His perfect plan.

Thus, I will run into 2017 with reckless abandon.

I will push forward with faith.

I will do hard things.

What is Christmas?

What is Christmas?

It seems that in December, we click the “fast forward” button on our already busy lives.  In addition to scheduling parties, concerts, and family gatherings, we join thousands of shoppers at the mall so that we can find the perfect gift for everyone on our list.  We also manage to find the time to decorate our houses with trees, tinsel, garland, lights, ornaments, and figurines.

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Why do we smash more activity into our busyness?  Because it is Christmastime!

But what exactly is Christmas?

When I asked Google about Christmas, I found some poetic results:

  • wrapping, and sticking, and envelope licking
  • tree decorating and staying up lating
  • shopping and bopping and parties non-stopping
  • stocking filling and lots of good willing

While those answers might sound pleasant, I think there has to be more to the most expensive holiday in the USA than “Monopoly cheating and quality streeting.”

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I originally drafted a post about the etymology of the word Christmas (Christ + mass) and how that is associated to what Christmas is, but I realized that Linus from Charlie Brown explained it better than I ever could.

 

Christmas is not a season of bustling bodies and predictable presents.

Christmas is not a month of extravagant parties and family feasts.

Christmas is not long days of travel and competitive board games.

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Christmas is a moment that changed all other moments.  Christmas is the birth of Jesus.

Third Blogiversary

Third Blogiversary

Three years ago yesterday, I entertained the notion that I should start a blog.

Entertaining a notion, like entertaining a baby cousin or entertaining a pack of hyenas, is a dangerous thing to refuse to do. If you refuse to entertain a baby cousin, the baby cousin may get bored and entertain itself by wandering off and falling down a well. If you refuse to entertain a pack of hyenas, they may become restless and entertain themselves by devouring you. But if you refuse to entertain a notion – which is just a fancy way of saying that you refuse to think about a certain idea – you have to be much braver than someone who is merely facing some blood-thirsty animals, or some parents who are upset to find their little darling at the bottom of a well, because nobody knows what an idea will do when it goes off to entertain itself.

-Lemony Snicket

Three years ago today, I let the notion entertain itself, and (somehow) this blog was self-created.