Sometimes it would be nice to see a harvest for all those seeds you planted in good faith.
I’m not just talking about my veg patch (though that would be nice as well) but for all the unseen hidden groundwork in life that you do and nobody seems to notice.
I’ve actually my suspicions that nobody does notice.
I know of a gentleman (and he is a gentleman) who has come over to this country to for theological training, except not being from the EU it has been an endless to find work. Now that he has eventually found work it is a slog to do his theological training and take it back to his country.
Keeping it vague he was telling us that he bumped into people from his own country the other day, men who where staying in the place he worked. It turned out these men worked for the corrupt government of his own country.
And my friend couldn’t help but wonder about how it is that someone who is trying his best to honour God could have life so tough while the government officials of a dictator could have it so easy?
Or how could that fit in with Psalm 37, especially verses like
5 I was young and now I am old,
yet I have never seen the righteous forsaken
or their children begging bread.
That was a verse I came across the other day as well. Is that verse true?
Does God really look after us and give us our daily bread?
To be honest money can be pretty tight in our household.
So one day a cheque came throught the postbox which would gave us a sense of breathing space or a safety net.
So what happened the next day? The car went to pot and the breathing space gift money was gone.
Of course you could say ‘Well isn’t it just as well the gift money came through when it did because the car was about to break…what an answer to prayer..’
but part of you goes
‘Could God not just do his miracle thing and keep the car running smoothly?We’re trying to do the right thing by him and we’re sick of living on the edge…if God can part the Red Sea he can keep a Fiat Punto on the road’
(Actually,maybe keeping a Fiat Punto on the road is asking too much, even from God.)
It just seems to be hard to do the right thing.
However one of the problems seems to be a sense of alienation.
You seem to be the only ones struggling with money or with a car that is shite. You’re worried that if you can’t pay the rent there is nowhere for you to live.
This sense of alienation is the scariest thing about it all because there is no sense of people being there to pick you up when you fall.
Blogging and Facebook are pretty narrow ways to live, but they don’t give you any sense of reassurance that you have people that have got your back or covering you. Does technology feed our sense of being alone in the cosmos?
Yeah, definately – the sense of alienation is what makes things especially hard, You need to know that if your car breaks down for examply there is someone who will give you a lift to wherever you need to go, or let you borrow their car without any sense that they are doing you are favour or because someone made them do it.
They need to feel that from you as well. But its a hard place to get to, this sense of belonging and being. We’re so alienated as people, we’re so alienated in church.
But I know what I would do to fix this.
We should all eat together more. It is no exaggeration to say this but those people I feel closest to, who I feel safest with are those people I have shared meals with.
If we want to stop feeling to alienated from each other we need to start cooking for each other and having each other round for dinner more, we need to break bread together and drink red wine, or cook fish
I’ve had the image of the Jesus cooking fish and telling the disciples ‘Come and have breakfast’ from John 21 in my head.
When they landed, they saw a fire of burning coals there with fish on it, and some bread.
10 Jesus said to them, “Bring some of the fish you have just caught.” 11 So Simon Peter climbed back into the boat and dragged the net ashore. It was full of large fish, 153, but even with so many the net was not torn. 12 Jesus said to them, “Come and have breakfast.” None of the disciples dared ask him, “Who are you?” They knew it was the Lord. 13 Jesus came, took the bread and gave it to them, and did the same with the fish.