my seriousness.

isaiah 57:9-12

You send scouts to search out the latest in religion, send them all the way to hell and back. You wear yourselves out trying the new and the different, and never see what a waste it all is. You’ve always found strength for the latest fad, never got tired of trying new religions. “Who talked you into the pursuit of this nonsense, leaving me high and dry, forgetting you ever knew me? Because I don’t yell and make a scene, do you think I don’t exist? I’ll go over, detail by detail, all your ‘righteous’ attempts at religion, and expose the absurdity of it all.

how often is that dead on: because YOU don’t yell and make a scene, i get to thinking that YOU don’t exist. that YOU aren’t around. like YOU are limited to a feeling that i get when the worship band is really good. and when i don’t get the feeling, i get all butt hurt like YOU owe me YOUR presence.

what if when i die, when YOU go over, detail by detail, all my ‘righteous’ attempts at religion, what if that is in real time.  i always figured that YOU would point out some key moments or something, but i think i’m probably wrong.  what if YOU and me just stand there and walk through my life, only this time, i don’t get to act, just give an account for what YOU gave me.  what if it’s just as long as life is right now? what if i started to live life like i would have to give an account to you for why i did what i did when i did it, and when i knew in my soul that YOUR HS was calling me to move in a certain direction - that in eternity i will have to stand side by side with YOUR nail scarred hand only inches away from mine, or on my shoulder with YOUR arm around me, and tell you why i did or didn’t do what YOU called me to.  when i see the evidence with my eyes, and feel the scars with my hands, when i can see clearly exactly what YOU did for me, will i only then start to see what i should do for YOU? or is it possible in this life to truly take my eyes off of my self, and my wants, and my hurt feelings, and my pouty lip, and my sin, and on to YOU, and YOUR love, and YOUR life, and YOUR movement, and YOUR grace, and YOUR mercy, and YOUR heart, and YOUR infiltration of this world, and YOUR kingdom come on earth as it is in heaven?

i don’t want to be dead before i start taking YOU seriously.