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You don't know what you are missing

“You don’t know what you are missing”, I have heard that a lot of my life.  I didn’t know what I was missing when it came to TV shows that I wasn’t allowed to watch or when people told me about alcohol that I chose not to drink.  They told me this about sex and about drugs and about a lot of things.  I didn’t want to know what I was missing.  I had a good childhood, I didn’t feel deprived or chagrined of anything, but they were right, I didn’t know what I was missing.  I didn’t necessarily need to know a lot of the things that I was missing.  At that age and before marriage, I didn’t need to know about sex, drugs, alcohol. 

There was a lot that I wasn’t exposed to growing up, and I am not saddened by that, but it did make me more curious about certain TV shows when I got older and moved out – like Friends (which I love) and the Simpsons (which I can now quote many of the episodes).  My parents were keeping me safe and keeping me from the bad that lies in wait in the world.  That wasn’t a bad thing. 

It isn’t always good though, a lot of people don’t know what they are missing when it comes to a relationship with Jesus.  They look at our lives and think – well that isn’t that great – they hear  us complain about things, talk about people behind their backs (of which we are all guilty).  They see drama in the church and they thing that THAT is the relationship with Christ.  That is what Christianity is all about.  Well it ISN’T .  I was humbled and almost embarrassed when I read the Proverbs 31 devotion this morning.  It was about carving time out for people.  Being intentional about putting others before ourselves.

It brings me back to the “I’m Third” concept that I have blogged about before.  Putting Jesus 1st, Others 2nd and You 3rd (also known as J.O.Y.).  So what do people see when they look at your life?  Do they see the busy hustle and hub-ub or do they see someone trying to glorify God in all they do?  I know when I take a step back and look at my life I think about all the things that I have over committed to and see someone always on the go.  That is me in a nut shell, always on the go.  Then I think of Jesus.  He was always on the go too , but he was amazing and made time for the woman that wasn’t able to be healed.  See Luke 8: starting at verse 45…  Jesus stopped, it would have been just as easy to keep walking knowing that power went out of Him, but he stopped. 

Would you stop? 

The children were running all around Jesus and his disciples knew just how busy he was.  They tried to keep them away…  See Matthew 19 starting at verse 13.  How often do I push my kids off so I can get other stuff accomplished?  How often do I push off friends.

Would you let them come? 

Lets SHOW people what they are missing with not knowing Jesus, it isn’t about church drama or a denomination – is isn’t a religion, it is a RELATIONSHIP with Jesus.  And that relationship will show and guide others to see what they are missing. 

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