Sorry for the delay on this one folks. It has been a busy Sunday for me. For my Sunday post's I love them to be more reflective. It is so easy to get caught up in the day to day commotion and loose sight of what is really important. I love this blog so much because it forces me to detach. Get out of my day and really "get deep". I used to have blog posts saved up and could just upload but then I never truly loved what I was posting. I found it to be so much more intimate when I delete what I had and post from the heart.
Two Sundays ago I sat through a sermon where they talked about Nicodemus and his encounter with Jesus. How he had stopped to talk to Jesus in the middle of the night to ask questions about his teachings. Then you don't hear about him for a while. However being as Nicodemus was a pharisee we know he was there when Jesus was nailed to the cross....
My favorite part of this entire thing is in John 19:39 when they mention that Nicodemus brought seventy-five pounds worth of myrrh and aloes with to get Jesus body and placed him in the tomb. They also mention later where he is standing up for Jesus teachings.
I can relate to this in so many levels. Sometimes people don't realize that God is with them until he isn't. I have talked before about how my Grandpas relationship with God radically changed my life. I would love to say that my Grandpa was here when this change in me happened. Unfortunately it took me loosing that person to fully realize that some of my "missing" him wasn't him but his relationship with God.
My grandpa never once forced religion on me. He just knew what he believed and what was right. He spoke wisdom when it was need and spread love everywhere he went. Once he was gone I was missing that wisdom and that love. But I remember him saying that all I need to do is put God first and the rest falls into place. He was constantly planting seeds and letting God do the work. God is then who took the blinders off of me. He was the one who woke me up but my grandpa planted the seed.
I think this sermon stuck with me because it relates so much to how my journey began. However I think that is how everyones journey starts.
So I am just going to start now. I am going to start taking away all of those masks. All of the things that make me more like society and less like Jesus. I wanted to be the rawest form of Gods love. I want when people meet me to meet a little slice of heaven.
Photography: Gabe & Carin