Hey everybody! I don't know about you but I am absolutely enjoying December so far! Our cafeteria has lights strung to and fro on the ceiling and the cafe is playing soft Christmas music with poinsettias and garland whichever way you look. I love having a free hour or two and cuddling in a blanket with some hot chocolate studying out Paul's life or maybe reading a martyr's biography. I am coming home next week! Crazy I know! Despite my joy of seeing snow, christmas lights on the house and our freshly decorated live Christmas tree my mother continually reminds me that it is pitiful compared to Europe. Well I'm thinking that Winnipeg has got to be a step up on Christmas from Kansas City and Europe a step or two or ten higher then Winnipeg. At least I will be half way there!
This morning I got up early and was reading through Perpetua's journals. Perpetua was a martyr for Christ and somebody retrieved her journals and made them into a book! Her perspective on her spiritual walk inspires me more with every page turn. After one chapter I suddenly understood one of the ways she viewed life! She speaks of what an honour it would be to die for Christ. She actually looks forward to it! Despite her romantic husband and rich lifestyle she yearns to die for Christ. One day though she begins to view herself completely unworthy of dying in a way that is less torturous then Christ. One of her father's in the faith helps her understand what an honour we have as Christian's everyday to pick up our cross and follow Him. When we get the chance to stay silent instead of complaining, or encouraging instead of rebuking, choosing boldness instead of comfort. It's such an honour! The Lord views the resistance of my flesh as me picking up my cross and following Him up that hill. I am so honoured to deny myself!
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