All Stirred Up

Palm Sunday

It is the Thursday before Holy Week!

What has become known as Palm Sunday is three days away.
On that day Jesus will make his Triumphal entry!
Five days later he will be dead…
Seven days later he will be alive!

He knows this…
He knows this is going to happen…
He has known this his whole life long.
Jesus was born to die…
For me
For you
For us
For the world
So that…
We can live
We can rejoice
We can love
We can live eternally with Him!

Ever wonder what drove Jesus to follow through with His calling?
Just look in the mirror…
You’ve been staring at the reason for your whole life.

Jesus’ triumphal entry created quite a stir in the whole city…
“And when he entered Jerusalem, the whole city was stirred up…(Matthew 21: 10)

I wonder if the entry of Jesus into this world from the heavenly kingdom…
I wonder if the entry of Jesus into your world…
I wonder if the entry of Jesus into your heart, your consciousness, your mind, your conversation, your life…
Creates a stir…

When was the last time you got all “stirred up?”

I bet if you take an hour to ponder the question the people of Jerusalem asked on that first Palm Sunday you would get all stirred up too.

Here is their question:
“And when he entered Jerusalem, the whole city was stirred up saying, “Who is this?”

Make it your question today…
Make it your quest today to find the answer…
And when you do…
Watch the pot of your life get stirred!

“Hosanna to the Son of David! Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord! Hosanna in the highest!” (Matthew 21: 9)

Hosanna! Hosanna!

SeeingGodatWorkEveryDay…
Laugh often and Fear not!
David!

David@seeinggodatworkeveryday.com

What was I thinking?

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“Ski Bum Trip 2016”, the weekend I spend with four of my college buddies started with a bang!
Or should I say, “A break!”

Not two hours into our first day of skiing in the majestic mountains surrounding Salt Lake City, Utah, my friend Chuck came to a slow stop at the bottom of a slope and heard a “POP!”

I was on the other side of the mountain when I received a text message showing a photo of Chuck in the medical clinic.

We made our way down the mountain and on to the Intermountain Hospital emergency room where there was much laughter and joking all at Chuck’s expense.
Seven hours later we were on our way back to the condo with an official diagnosis of “Fracture of the Tibia”, right below the right kneecap. UGH!

Needless to say, a pall was cast over the weekend as the predominant thought clouding our brains was, “If this can happen to the best skier in the group, I bet it can happen to me!”

The next day, with the weather forecast of rain and unusual warm temperatures, the remaining healthy four of us decided to venture out and do something really extreme… Snowshoeing!

We snowshoed into the wilderness for hours. I had no idea where we were or how we were going to get out of the woods. It was rather disconcerting.
Fortunately, my friends are not as directionally and spatially challenged as I am. We made our way back to the Nordic Center at Solitude, took another one kilometer trek around the frozen lake and then piled into the car and headed for home.

Hungry as we were the decision to eat at the Porcupine restaurant was an easy one.
We sat down, ordered our food, texted Chuck to make sure all the drugs he was on were working and then I made my way to the restroom to freshen up before dinner was actually served.

I confidently walked into the bathroom.
Quickly assessed the inside configuration of the bathroom and made my way to the nearest stall where I stood to go to the bathroom.
Another patron came into the bathroom and went into the adjoining stall while I was, let’s just say, “mid-stream.”

All of a sudden my brain caught up to my body as I started to think, I mean really think, I mean really thinking hard…(Listen in…)

“Hmmm… I wonder why there were flowers on the sink…
Hmmm… I wonder why there were no urinals in this bathroom…
Hmmm…I wonder why the sound I am making is much louder than the sound the person in the adjoining stall is making…
Hmmm… I wonder if I am in the Women’s bathroom…
Hmmm… I wonder if I can get out of here as fast as possible without getting caught!…”

I slowly opened the stall door.
Once again my observant mind confirmed the following….
No urinals…
Nice flowers on the sink…
No other men in the bathroom…
Petite feet facing away from the commode in the other stall…

I didn’t even bother to wash my hands!
Exiting was foremost on my mind.
I slowly opened the door, quickly glanced down the hallway to see another door with a sign in bright white colors – “MEN”

The word “Beeline” entered my mind and I did exactly that…

I came back to the table, with a big smirk on my face.
My three friends immediately asked, “What did you do?”

I kept thinking to myself…
“What was I thinking?”

SeeingGodatWorkEveryDay…

One of the most tragic observations I have made in life is the large number of people who reach a certain stage and age in life and all of a sudden ask,
“How did I get here? What was I thinking?”

A huge, devastating reality is the number of people who go through life “unconsciously” with no forethought, no thinking, no intentionality, no plan…simply going through the motions of life until one day, way down the road, they think to themselves, “What have I been thinking?”

Let me encourage you to “think” today.
Think about who you are…
Think about whose you are…
Think about what you are doing…
Think about where you are going…
Think about why you do what you do…
Think about how you came to be the person you are…
Think about how you can become the person God wants you to be…

Think!

Think now before you all of a sudden find yourself in the wrong bathroom wondering,
“How did I get here? What was I thinking?”

“Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable, if there is any excellence, if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things.” (Philippians 4: 8)

SeeingGodatWorkEveryday…
Laugh often and Fear not!
David!

David@seeinggodatworkeveryday.com