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1.06.2005    |    "All men are like grass"
The apostle Peter reminds us of our utter smallness in the context of He Who Is. In Peter's first letter, he (partially) quotes the prophet Isaiah, Chapter 40:6-8, although he (or later editors) left out a very important verse. From Isaiah 40:
6 All men are like grass,and all their glory is like the flowers of the field.

7 The grass withers and the flowers fall, because the breath of the LORD blows on them. Surely the people are grass.

8 The grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of our God stands forever.
Given who Peter was, I am confident he knew the scroll from Isaiah in its entirety. A theme of his first letter shows, too, that he knows precisely Who is in charge. It is God, not Peter; not Paul; certainly not me or thee.

Peter, would surely have agreed that because of our fallen nature, "the breath of the Lord" numbers our days, just as surely as it dooms all lesser things that live.

This dose of humility is useful, any time we mortal men think we've got all of the answers. The breath of the Lord, so recently exercised (allegorically at least) in the tsunami, has been with us since the Fall of Man. Since that time, in the dark pre-history of our species, we have been like unto grass, a small thing to be dried up and blown away.

The tsunami is just one manifestation of how tenuous our hold on mortal life is. Peter also well understood this, as he reminds us (1 Peter 1:25) that it is only "the word of the Lord [that] stands forever."

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Welcome. My name is John Luke Rich, (very) struggling Christian. The focus here is Christianity in its many varieties, its fussing and feuding, how it impacts our lives and our society, with detours to consider it with other faiths (or lack thereof).

Call this blog my way of evangelizing on the internet.

Putting it differently, we're only here on this earth a short time. It's the rest of eternity that we should be most concerned about. Call it the care and feeding of our souls.

I was born Jewish, and born again in Christ Jesus over thirty years ago. First as a Roman Catholic; now a Calvinist by persuasion and a Baptist by denomination. But I'm hardly a poster boy for doctrinal rigidity.

I believe that Scripture is the rock on which all Christian churches must stand -- or sink if they are not so grounded. I believe that we are saved by faith, but hardly in a vacuum. That faith is a gift from God, through no agency on our part -- although we sometimes turn a deaf ear and choose to ignore God's knocking on the door.

To be Christian is to evangelize. Those who think it not their part to evangelize perhaps haven't truly understood what our Lord told us in Matthew 28. We must preach the Gospel as best we are able. Using words if necessary.

Though my faith waxes and wanes, it never seems to go away. Sometimes I wish it would, to give me some peace of mind. But then, Jesus never said that walking with Him was going to be easy...

Final note: I also blog as Jack Rich on cultural, political and other things over at Wrong Side of the Tracks

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