The Wild Google Map Man Guy
The
Wild Google Map Man Guy
Colossians 2:14 “Blotting out the handwriting of ordinances that was against us,
which was contrary to us, and took it out of the way, nailing it to his cross;”
Ah that little guy gets
picked up by the scruff of the neck and is dropped at my will. He calmly waits my direction as he stares
blankly at a house. Moused arrows lay
about the streets and his invisible body follows. “Click, blur, click, blur” like he is running
with the camera.
Interesting note about the
little man, he always minds his manners.
I don’t ever see him accost the cyclist or vagrantly trespass lawned
properties. He’s a nice guy.
We are not like him. He keeps to his streets. We run amuck.
He yields the right-of-way while we plow the intersection. In fact, Mr. Google Guy doesn’t light houses afire
or tip over garbage cans. We are known
for that.
So it is another tangent of
inspired understanding of one verse nestled in the context of forgiveness. God does not have to work very hard to pen
something everlasting and give it to His Spirit who does the work. Like manna
from the sky, I simply pick it up and chew.
His Spirit does the rest.
Ordinance:
a piece of legislation enacted by a municipal
authority
Mr. Google Map Man abides by
ordinances in respecting property. He is
the model citizen. We, on the other
hand, are birthed into the city as werewolves bent on disaster. Scything, slurring, and dragging our hairy
carcasses about, we terrorize the innocent and waylay those unexpecting. Don’t even think about showcase lawns. It is there we leave our excrement.
God said He had something against
us. Werewolves about His sanctuary saw
no fit. In His righteous character, He
kept track of every ordinance infraction.
This was the handwriting that was against us. And we were contrary to keeping His ordinances. What do werewolves know about a polite
society? God was wroth with us.
Family authority, church
authority, and governmental authority should convince us of the beast within
us. If not, they have failed. It is only in the societal norms do we bounce
off walls of standards without the internal leading of Christ. If the walls lax, we rage.
Oh the Power of Jesus blood
again! All that the Father had written
against us, the Father has nailed it to His cross. Every legal violation. Every slight trespass and every blood massacre
we clawed upon those at the mall. He
forgave. Thank you Father. Thank you Brother for going the whole way.
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