Three steps to Perspective

While driving one day, I took a moment to really notice my surroundings and the scenery around me. The sky was blue with scattered clouds, the sun making its way through the thick forest lining the road, the sign of winter snow fading away into spring. As I passed a gap in the woods where it burst forth into hills and plains a small object caught my eye. After a second glance I was able to make out a partially crumbled set of three very old porch steps made of either concrete or stone. They, however long ago they were used, were still standing as tall and strong as they could as if leading to a now non-existing porch or doorway. There was no house, foundation, chimney remains, or fence in sight, however those three steps continued to stand as if they were still fulfilling their duty, albeit crumbling with age. I couldn’t get them out of my mind as I continued on down the road. My mind began to wander as I considered the possible beginning of those meager steps. It must have been a very long time ago as the trees in and around them were quite large and thick, along with the massive amount of brush surrounding the area. Many years ago, before my time, there’s a good chance this was a woman’s dream home, a hardworking man’s proud creation to support his new wife and upcoming family, a little girl’s comfort and safe haven, a young man’s inspiration to make something of himself, a humble elderly couple’s cozy home full of laughing grandchildren during the holidays, a refuge for those in need, and the list goes on. So many possibilities, so many memories. Oh, if those crumbled yet determined stairs could speak of the history of the house that once stood. Everything has a story to tell. There is history everywhere. Someone’s whole life and hard work remains in the form of three steps still standing tall after all these years. It made me take a step back and think of all the effort and emotion I put in to the most trivial things. Does it really mean that much? Is it really worth the time spent stressing and agonizing over? Will it really matter ten or even two years from now? Those three steps gave me a new perspective and outlook on life.

“Whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapour that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away.”  James 4:14 KJV

 “Man is like to vanity: his days are as a shadow that passeth away.” Psalms 144:4 KJV

Although three meager steps are all that remains of what was once someone’s whole world, we can still learn something without ever needing to know the history. Life is short, Time is precious, Love is strong, Faith is eternal, and what you do with those precious gifts God has so richly blessed you with is something only you can decide. What are you leaving behind?  What are you doing with your life? How are you spending your time? For one day it will be like those three small steps. Will you be crumbled and forgotten alone in the woods along a highway or will you be a monument that will forever be etched in the lives of those you’ve touched? It’s amazing how someone’s entire life, hard work, laughter, love, blood, sweat, and tears who had a place in history, known or unknown, can all come down to three steps still standing alone in the woods. Although I will never know the lives, stories, or history of the house that once stood, I will always remember those three steps that helped give me perspective in the midst of a busy world.

A Different Point of View

I was created by an all powerful, all perfect God. 

I am one of His angels.

Created to worship and praise Him, I have been given the ultimate honor of spending eternity in His presence being witness to His awesome power and glory. I watched as He was conceived by the Holy Ghost in the womb of a young virgin girl named Mary. The process of His conception, the forming of His now human features, and the miraculous birth was an unforgettable moment full of awe and erupting shouts of praise as we all witnessed Almighty God’s plan unfold before us. I closely observed His journey thru life on Earth as He grew from infant to adulthood and performed wonders and miracles that blew the minds of humans world wide. How they couldn’t see what was standing before them I can’t understand. They witnessed first hand the marvelous and perfect actions of a Holy God and yet they still had doubts. 

Then they did the unthinkable. 

The way they tortured my Creator was far beyond comprehension. I had to watch as they beat Him, mocked Him, spat in His beautiful face, and the horrible thorns they crushed into His head was almost more than I could take. I was horrified to watch them mocking His glorious name and the way they scorned and blasphemed Him. Then as if that wasn’t enough, the long and torturous journey to that horrible hill where they stripped Him of His earthly clothes and nailed my Lord and my God to a cruel and rugged cross, lifting Him up for the world to see as though He was a common criminal. I was helpless to save Him. I wanted with all of my being to destroy those who even looked on my Lord with contempt.

 I was there.

 I was ready.

 In myself I screamed for Him to allow me to help Him. That was my God hanging on that tree and yet they didn’t seem to care. I then stood there in amazement and sheer awe as Jehovah lifted Himself up for the last time and spoke with such power and love that pierced the hearts of those standing by with the incredible words, “Father forgive them for they know not what they do”. 

I was speechless. 

After all that was just done to Him, and not just those standing there, but the entire human race, as it was all of creation’s sins that killed The King of Glory, He still lifted His eyes in love and great mercy to plead for the forgiveness of the deeds done unto Him. Such amazing grace and love has never since been displayed or even come close to comparison. 

I now look at the world today and once again watch as humans reject, blaspheme, and mock The King of Kings. What I still can’t understand is how the Believers many times will just stand there and say nothing. Don’t they realize what He went through for them? He suffered, bled, and died for the sins they commit against Him every day, yet it doesn’t seem to bother or even faze them. They have such an incredible opportunity to show the love, power, and gospel of Almighty God to the world and yet they ignore those divine appointments God puts in their path. They seem to care more about their image and the things of the world then of the reality of God’s perfect Salvation.

 Oh, if they could only see things from my perspective they would see the foolishness of their actions and the wasted time they’ve allowed. They’d see how they continually let God down and break His heart with every time they ignore the Holy Spirit conviction and sin against Him daily. Don’t they see how much they are loved by the One who gave them breath? Can’t they see the mercy and grace He so freely bestows upon them each moment their actions deny Him? Or have they taken Him for granted? If they could see what I see, how different I truly believe they would be.

Coffee with Jesus

There's a small coffee shop down on Main Street and every day, at the same time each day, Jesus comes in, sits down at the same table and the waitress brings him coffee. Every day he sits there waiting. When it comes closing time He pays the bill, thanks them, and leaves only to show up again at the very same time the next day. The waitress finally asks "Sir are you waiting for someone?". "Yes", He replies,"I'm waiting for {put your name here}. They know I'm here and I know they'll show up sometime". This goes on day after day, month after month. The waitress, feeling sorry for the poor man who's been stood up every day, trying to comfort him says, "Maybe your friend will come today!". "I hope so!", Jesus replies with excitement on His face. But alas, no one arrives and once again He pays the bill, thanks the waitress, and leaves. You see the person He's been waiting on seems to have so much other things going on that they don't have the time to meet Him at the shop. They're so busy with other things that they consistantly neglect to keep the most important appointment in their daily schedule. What things are in your life that is keeping you from meeting with your Lord? How long have you made Him wait only to not show?