Life a Weblog for Young Adults

We’re pretty good at guarding against some sins while others often escape notice. I’ve been challenged to guard my sexuality, but never confronted about my self-centeredness. Over the years I’ve controlled my appetites, but I haven’t asked whether cynical faith is dead faith. I’ve watched the words that come out of my mouth, but I’ve tolerated attitudes of contempt.

This afternoon I sat down with my Bible and re-read the journey to the cross. One of the truths of Scripture is that it never changes, which should work in my favor when reading a story as captivating, terrifying, and painful as the cross—I know the ending. But the roller coaster of emotions I experienced reading through these Bible passages once again is overwhelming.

After the initial shock, I realized that this anonymous gift was God’s way of getting my attention. As I sat and thought about it, I realized that it was God’s way of saying, “Hello! Remember Me? It’s time to get things back in order. It’s time to stop living life for you and only you. Seriously.”

Maybe you’ve had a similar experience to this—you stand at a crossroads in life, and you want to make the wisest choice. So you go out to the woods, or wherever you go to think, and you say to God, “I have two choices here. And I’m not coming out of these trees until you tell me which way to go.” So you sit. As the sun goes down, you hear nothing.

What are you supposed to do with that?

Before I encountered the couple at the red light I had been lost in thought about my role in combating the social, spiritual and moral errors of society. But my red light glimpse brought a fresh perspective: If I could at some point in my life guide another person to a level of Truth or to some level of God’s grace and love by a laugh, a smile, or even a tear, I think I would be doing more of what I am designed to do than any spoken or written word could ever accomplish.