Christmas with sweat dripping off your forehead and the thought of adding more heat by baking cookies? No thanks!
Easter in the fall with no new spring dresses and no ham dinner? What!?
Days like these I watch my culture run head on into the culture I am living in, and I don't like it one bit. I want my white Christmas sipping hot chocolate with marshmallows in it. I want my ham dinner with asparagus for Easter.
Today Myla noticed a girl taking pictures of herself with her cel phone. I told her it was the new fad, selfies. Then I told her, but really it just says, all I think about is me.
My selfie is coming through strong and clear this Easter Eve. All I am thinking about is me and what I want and what I am missing out on.
The truth is none of it matters one bit in light of eternity.
The truth is, my sacrifice of the comforts of my culture are hardly a sacrifice worth mentioning.
The truth is I need to get my focus off myself and onto my Lord and Saviour who gave me
Let this mind be in you,
which was also in Christ Jesus:
Who, being in the form of God,
thought it not robbery to be equal with God:
But made himself of no reputation,
and took upon him the form of a servant,
and was made in the likeness of men:
And being found in fashion as a man,
he humbled himself,
and became obedient unto death,
even the death of the cross.