What a great week. Felt the love of my savior, my wife, Shibboleth family, and Renzo all week. I turned 51 last week and we celebrated with a lot of goodies including a Shibboleth approved Bread Pudding recipe. Of course, I had to put some approved I’ve cream over it too! So good. I definitely put on a few pounds. Work Hard, Play Hard, right? I hope everyone that is within my circle of connection felt loved all week too.

Reading this morning about religious leaders. I’m glad I’m not one. I have no desire to be one. They carry a great and terrific responsibility. They definitely have my prayers.
Jesus said that the Pharisees and Scribes sat in Moses’ seat. (For me, I think the Scribes of old would best be represented today by our politicians, legislators, and lawyers.). The Bible tells us the law came by Moses while grace and truth came by Jesus Christ. He tells us to observe the things they say but they don’t even do those things they say to do themselves. Jesus calls it blatant hypocrisy for gain of some type. He goes on to say that these Pharisees and Scribes place grievous and heavy burdens on people with their power and influence while they themselves won’t do a smidge of what they lay upon the people.

I’ve been guilty myself of straining at a gnat and swallowing a camel, meaning I have gotten hung up on the law, genealogies, premillennialism, postmillenialism, amillenialism, the Ten Commandments, the sundry laws, end times doctrine, Bible versions and the like while ignoring the weightier aspects of the law which is Love, Grace, Compassion and the like.

Grace allows me to transcend those burdensome conversations. I’ve passed from death unto life spiritually speaking. I’m enjoying grace. I’m enjoying the relaxed living that only comes by knowing Jesus loves my imperfections and is touched by the feelings of my weaknesses. I’m enjoying being meek, harmless, hopeful, soft, gentle, and easily entreated. Jesus is my master, captain of my ship, my Father, Mother, Brother and Husband. The providence provided to me under His grace and by faith allows me to relax and enjoy life without any care. If I begin to feel anxious, even at work, I remove myself and do what Mary did. I sit at His feet and wash them with my tears. I can’t dry His feet with my hair, I have none, lol, but I would
If I could. After a little time with Him, my cares, again subside and I enjoy the fellowship in Spirit with Him. I love this uncertain and adventurous life He has blessed us with.

I pray for the good hearted religious leaders and politicians. There are some, I’m sure of it. However, they aren’t my teacher and they can’t lay heavy burdens on me anymore because when Jesus sets you free, you are free indeed.

Those of us that have an ear to hear, I hope we can hear and understand. God help me to understand. I’m under grace. I am not under the law. A man cannot be happy serving two masters. It’s either grace or it’s the law. I choose grace.

I love you, Jesus.

A testimony Saturday, September 4