Go back to New Year's Eve this year. Where were you? At a party; at home; chilling at a friend's place; Time Square; on the Gold Coast; in Sydney Harbour? Who were you with? Friends; family; housemates; strangers? What were you up to? Partying; drinking; just chilling; watching tv; reminiscing with the people around you; reminiscing in your mind? How were you feeling? Excited; neutral; nervous about the year ahead; chilled? Either way, it was probably a really enjoyable experience, just like most other New Years Eve's; right? At some point there was a countdown during the end of one chapter of your life until the new one began, right?
Now, take your mind back to if and when you've either heard about or read (or watched a movie) about Christ's passion. Think specifically about when he was in the garden of Gethsemane. Where was he? In the Garden of Gethsemane. Who was he with? He was alone; his friends had all either fallen asleep, betrayed him or left him. What was he up to? He was sitting there, alone, in a garden, praying. How was he feeling? Abandoned, betrayed, lonely, scared, conflicted, in agony. For Jesus, there was no machine telling him how much longer until the next chapter of his life would begin; he just had to wait. After Judas betrayed Jesus, then a timely (yet not mechanised or counted out line) countdown began that would continue until his death; a process that Jesus, by this time was already mostly aware of. Jesus had no where to go, no one to turn to but God. There was no other time in his life like this one; there could not have been: the countdown (timed only by the process to his death) would only happen once: Jesus only died once.
So many times in this life we countdown to events just waiting for the next thing to happen. In a world so dominated by time and money; time is money and money buys time. Perhaps sometimes we need to take a step back from where we are and thank God for the situation we have, right here right now. Others may not be experiencing the same period of time as you are; in fact it's guaranteed that NO ONE will be experiencing exactly the same situation. Some are lucky enough to have a similarly awesome time (when compared with each other) when others may be having the loneliest, toughest time of their lives... a time when they are waiting for the process that they know will lead to their timely death.
I know at this point, this seems quite depressing but keep reading, this post is going to redeem itself, you'll see. [Me, NYE 11-12, no one there, everyone had either betrayed or were asleep or were elsewhere having the time of their lives, I was lonely, awaiting a timely death from what I knew.]
The night of the 18th and the day of the 19th of February, I died to myself. I'd left all of my values, beliefs, attitudes in the gutter. The sins I committed that night, I don't want to even think about. I betrayed some of the people I worked with, I betrayed myself, and most of all, I betrayed God. The next few days went by. I felt nothing, I was nothing, I had nothing. Nothing to any one or anything; except that is, to God.
On Wednesday the 22nd [see mobile calendar: driving aimlessly]
Finally, think about a park bench; the one you sit on the most when you go to the park nearby. Almost invisible to the world passing by, yet a support for many who need to rest a while before heading off on the next part of their adventure, hardly ever truly appreciated for all that they do for others: never thinking for themselves, but always there. [Relate to God]
Now, take your mind back to if and when you've either heard about or read (or watched a movie) about Christ's passion. Think specifically about when he was in the garden of Gethsemane. Where was he? In the Garden of Gethsemane. Who was he with? He was alone; his friends had all either fallen asleep, betrayed him or left him. What was he up to? He was sitting there, alone, in a garden, praying. How was he feeling? Abandoned, betrayed, lonely, scared, conflicted, in agony. For Jesus, there was no machine telling him how much longer until the next chapter of his life would begin; he just had to wait. After Judas betrayed Jesus, then a timely (yet not mechanised or counted out line) countdown began that would continue until his death; a process that Jesus, by this time was already mostly aware of. Jesus had no where to go, no one to turn to but God. There was no other time in his life like this one; there could not have been: the countdown (timed only by the process to his death) would only happen once: Jesus only died once.
So many times in this life we countdown to events just waiting for the next thing to happen. In a world so dominated by time and money; time is money and money buys time. Perhaps sometimes we need to take a step back from where we are and thank God for the situation we have, right here right now. Others may not be experiencing the same period of time as you are; in fact it's guaranteed that NO ONE will be experiencing exactly the same situation. Some are lucky enough to have a similarly awesome time (when compared with each other) when others may be having the loneliest, toughest time of their lives... a time when they are waiting for the process that they know will lead to their timely death.
I know at this point, this seems quite depressing but keep reading, this post is going to redeem itself, you'll see. [Me, NYE 11-12, no one there, everyone had either betrayed or were asleep or were elsewhere having the time of their lives, I was lonely, awaiting a timely death from what I knew.]
The night of the 18th and the day of the 19th of February, I died to myself. I'd left all of my values, beliefs, attitudes in the gutter. The sins I committed that night, I don't want to even think about. I betrayed some of the people I worked with, I betrayed myself, and most of all, I betrayed God. The next few days went by. I felt nothing, I was nothing, I had nothing. Nothing to any one or anything; except that is, to God.
On Wednesday the 22nd [see mobile calendar: driving aimlessly]
Finally, think about a park bench; the one you sit on the most when you go to the park nearby. Almost invisible to the world passing by, yet a support for many who need to rest a while before heading off on the next part of their adventure, hardly ever truly appreciated for all that they do for others: never thinking for themselves, but always there. [Relate to God]
