Boots, Blisters and Locomotives

Life is a matter of being.

It is an ultimately frustrating fallacy to categorize life’s events like so many pieces of clay that must be molded, handled and put away.

A locomotive does not get over hills and mountains by attacking them.  It gets over them by acting like a locomotive.

Jesus Christ makes His appeal to me–to allow Him to redeem me and transform me.

Sometimes it seems I take this growing and changing so seriously.  I think I see others whizzing by in their shiny spiritual cocoons, while I’m slumped on the side of the road nursing blistered feet, and wondering if I’ll be able to get the boots back on.

And then as I think of them, I hear the Master say again, “What is that to thee?  Follow me.”


“…’if I want him to remain alive until I return, what is that to you?  You must follow me. ‘ ” John 21:22 (Jesus, speaking to Peter)

“But He said to me, ‘my grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.’  Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me.  That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties.  For when I am weak, then I am strong.” II Corinthians 12:9, 10

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