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Love lift me up

"Therefore, if you have been raised with Christ, keep seeking the things above, where Christ is, seated at the right hand of God.  Keep thinking about things above, not things on the earth."
Colossians 3:1-2

When I read this, I think about Psalms 61:2 that says, "lead me to the rock that is higher than I."  Living in Kansas, we don't have many rocky outcroppings that are too high.  But if you have ever been some place that has mountains or plateaus, you know the experience of looking up and seeing the horizon blocked out by the majestic land.

As I mentioned earlier this week, I have been trying to lift my eyes and my heart above the chaos happening all around.  Not that I have become ignorant to the day's events, but I have been working to separate myself from the anxiety and fear that it often causes.  This morning, this was my prayer.

I picture myself raising my hands up like a little child wanting to be held by a loving parent.  I remember this happening when my son was little.  We visited a friend and their dog came bounding around the corner toward him.  He ran to me with arms upraised--desperate to be picked up to escape the danger.

If we run with arms upraised, we will be raised up.  What does this look like?  For me, this means that I keep thinking about "things above."  This does not mean pearly gates and angels sitting on clouds playing harps.  I mean that I think about the words and actions of Jesus.  Too often, I see the actions of "Christians" (put into quotations because I'm not even sure what this means anymore) and become so inundated by the crap that I forget the pure love of Christ.

Jesus was a social radical.  The "things above" are to, "loose the chains of injustice..."  Isaiah 58:6 goes on to give examples of what that might look like.  It almost always goes against our human bent toward comfort, power, and self-preservation.  It is always the one-down position.  Always esteeming the oppressed, poor, underprivileged, minority.

It is love.
Gentle, humble, patient, forgiving.
Pursuing justice for the "least."
Persistent.  Constant.
Able.  And strong to lift us whenever we run with our arms upraised.


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