This is where God’s “trust me” rubber hits
the road. It is all well and good when “trust me” means the capital M me does
the heavy lifting. It is a different story when gifted with the kingdom, have no
fear little flocks are expected to carry their own weight. Trust me means follow
me and follow me means trust me. You can’t have one without the other. Faith is
passionate not passive. But if this is the measure of a trust that follows –
sell your possessions and give to the poor – then most of us must admit our
trust falls short of worthy. But then being continually dressed for service is
not about carrying our own weight, otherwise Jesus is just another version of a
do this don’t do that debit credit system. No. Being continually dressed for
service means being clothed in the cross where Jesus did the heavy lifting once
and for all. The kingdom is gifted, not earned. The purse that will not wear
out was purchased for us and Jesus is the treasure that will not be exhausted and
the heart’s true home. And the capital M master is already dressed to serve returning
in the here and now when have no fear little flocks gather at table to dine on bread
and wine. Our waiting and watching with lamps lit takes on a different meaning
when instead of an end time event the unexpected hour is continually coming in
the here and now. We are Christ present for each other so that strength to
endure another day is found despite our faltering courage. Every act of random
kindness, every generous gift of grace, every word of mercy that mends broken
relationships is a kingdom come moment. And the good news is that God proves
trustworthy even when we are not. Which means even trust me is a gift.
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