The Sneetches on the Beaches and the Snobs in the Pews

Is it me, or are these two groups one in the same?  Here's a quote:

          "But, because they had stars, all the Star-Belly Sneetches
           Would brag, "We're the best kind of Sneetch on the beaches." 
           With their snoots in the air, they would sniff and they'd snort
          "We'll have nothing to do with the Plain-Belly sort!"
           And whenever they met some, when they were out walking,
           They'd hike right on past them, without even talking. 
           (The Sneetches and Other Stories by Dr. Seuss, Random House,   

Now here's the other quote:

 1 My brothers and sisters, believers in our glorious Lord Jesus Christ must not show favoritism. 2 Suppose a man comes into your meeting wearing a gold ring and fine clothes, and a poor man in filthy old clothes also comes in. 3 If you show special attention to the man wearing fine clothes and say, “Here’s a good seat for you,” but say to the poor man, “You stand there” or “Sit on the floor by my feet,” 4 have you not discriminated among yourselves and become judges with evil thoughts?  
(The Holy Bible, James 2:1-4, New International Version)

Gotta love Dr. Seuss!


Has God Ever Done Anything Strange To Catch Your Attention?

One day while I sped across town to meet one of three or four girls I mentored, I felt a sudden, overwhelming, almost debilitating exhaustion.  The thought of going home, crawling in bed, and hiding under the covers for the rest of my life was strangely comforting.  I wondered if I were having a panic attack. 

I held my breath and shifted into second gear so that every ounce of energy left could be directed toward engaging the clutch and whipping my car into a convenience store parking lot.  While I prayed for relief from this sudden scare, it occured to me that I should also pray that God would show me exactly what was going on with me.  Why was I feeling this way?  Did I need medical attention?

A few minutes later when I was well enough to move on, I turned the corner, then slammed on my brakes to avoid a collision with what stood before me.  My mouth dropped open as I observed something I had never seen before, nor have I seen since.  I saw a broken-down tow truck
being towed . . .

 How about you?  Click "comments" below and share your experience!


What Do You Know About God that He Has Never Told You in His Word?

In our first six months of marriage my husband never actually told me he hated it when I spent so much time getting our place together to host someone that I was too exhausted to enjoy their visit.  Instead, he opted to wait until we were packed and well on our way to Santiago, Chile to tell me someone would be staying in our apartment for the entire two weeks we would be gone.  He's changed a lot since then, but occasionally slips into that haze that makes him assume other people's level of comfort with squeaky toys and Cheerios on the sofa is the same as ours.  Living with him and sharing life have made me aware of this tidbit of his character profile, and have made me a little less likely to serve up a piece of my mind for dinner at night.  It's all about relationship.

Walking with Christ has likewise opened my eyes to aspects of His character that I may not have known otherwise.  I know for instance, that He likes to wink at me.  Yes, wink at me. 

Years ago on a typically dark night in the Peruvian Amazon, though I couldn't see my hand in front of my face, I noticed the sky was especially clear and bright.  I was amazed at the sheer beauty and expanse of what lay overhead, and I said so out loud to God.  A moment later, one of the stars suddenly shone brighter than all the rest as it shimmied its way apart from the others, then back again.  It was as if God Himself winked at me and said, "Oh, if you like that, you haven't seen anything yet!"  He knew exactly how to lift my heart.  It's all about relationship.

What do you know about God that He hasn't actually said in His Word?

I'd love to hear your insights.  Click "comments" below, and share your story.