Eggs and bacon

    So we have Bible and breakfast most mornings, that being a relative term since sometimes we don't eat until around 11:30.
Food for our body and food for our soul.
Just early enough to say it isn't lunch.
This has been a beautiful thing for me because though I typically squeeze in some quiet time during the day it is random and haphazard and certainly nothing at all like the quiet time I had before children. The luxury of spending hours pouring over His word and praying with worship music in the background. Now that season has past and He is asking me to live these words. Not to just read them and let them soak in and feel good to my soul but churn them out into my real life amidst these countless thankless tasks that only He sees.
       Today we are reading the story about Jesus teaching that when we invite people over we should not just invite our friends but those who are poor or crippled or basically uninvited by the rest of the world. He states plainly that if you do this you will be greatly rewarded in heaven.
 I brush it off as we finish up and start to clear the dishes away but this Word so powerful working along with the Holy Spirit wouldn't let me off the hook that easy.
 It hits me and I ask myself am I going to be one of the ones that really believes that Jesus meant what He said?
 Am I going to stand for truth no matter how inconvenient it is for the rest of society when they long to bend and break the sacredness of marriage between a man and a woman?
 Do I just read these words and contort them into beautiful sentences that make me feel comfortable?

Truth is not relative. 

We read this passage today when yesterday I just started memorizing James Chapeter 2.
 I memorized chapter one by some miracle and I feel like every single word in that chapter was written for me.
 Oh I need a lot of work people.
 But when I got to chapter 2 and the first part was about not showing partiality towards a person if they are poor or rich, I actually thought to myself, maybe I should skip this because I really don't "need" to memorize this as much.
 Seriously.

It was at that moment that God chose to flood my mind with all the times I have not chosen to sit next to someone at a Mom's gathering because as I put it, "she just wasn't my type".
But the glaring ridiculous shallow truth of it was that she was wearing something I would never wear, or she was really fat, or she looked like she didn't brush her teeth.

James Chapter 2:4- Have you not made distinctions among yourselves, becoming judges with evil designs?

verse 5 Did not God choose the poor in the world to be rich in faith and heirs of the kingdom?

verse 9 ... if you show partiality, you are committing sin...

I am sick with remorse. I do and think that which I do not long to. This song from Derek Webb comes to mind and I start to sing it softly to a most gracious and forgiving God

I repent, i repent of my pursuit of america's dream
i repent, i repent of living like i deserve anything 
of my house, my fence, my kids, my wife 
in our suburb where we're safe and white 
i am wrong and of these things i repent

i repent, i repent of parading my liberty 
i repent. i repent of paying for what i get for free
and for the way i believe that i am living right 
by trading sins for others that are easier to hide 
i am wrong and of these things i repent

bridge
i repent judging by a law that even i can't keep 
of wearing righteousness like a disguise 
to see through the planks in my own eyes

i repent, i repent of trading truth for false unity 
i repent, i repent of confusing peace and idolatry 
by caring more of what they think than what i know of what we need 
by domesticating you until you look just like me
i am wrong and of these things i repent


And I thought we were just having Bible and Breakfast.... not around here there is way too much work that needs to be done.