Did you ever meet someone who seemed to have a pass where they don't have to reap everything the sow. God notices you looking at them, scratching your head.

Romans 9:15-16 comes to mind.
For he saith to Moses, I will have mercy on whom I will have mercy, and I will have compassion on whom I will have compassion. So then it is not of him that willeth, nor of him that runneth, but of God that sheweth mercy.
I knew a guy like that named George. He declared bankruptcy twice. He said companies practically threw credit cards at him after he declared bankruptcy and he ended up using that credit to bet on the horses at the Del Mar racetrack. George was my roommate for awhile. I saw him a couple of times at 5:00 AM fixing a Manhattan after waking up. Maybe that was the Irish in him. He always had a positive attitude. It was like he had information you didn't that everything was going to work out ok.

I'm not saying that we won't reap what we sow. We should try to behave wisely, compassionately, and morally. However, it seems that some people don't get what they deserve. I guess God can suspend the rules sometimes if he wants to. We shouldn't be jealous but rejoice. Hey, if God wants to pay someone who only toiled an hour in the field the same as someone who toils all day, that's shows how merciful he is. It turns out none of us who have a personal faith in Jesus Christ will get what we deserve. God is merciful.

George always loved the ladies. He was dating someone when I met him. It didn't work out but his eyes always brightened and his tone sang a little when he talked about her. He tried to steal my girlfriend once after they broke up. I was in my late 30s and he was in his 70s. You might think, "This rogue is going to reap what he deserves. He's going to have a rude awakening." Maybe someone would like to be there to see it. So guess what happened to George?

He was advancing in years and started looking for a retirement community. George found an apartment a block from the ocean in La Jolla that used to be for women only but recently started accepting male tenants. George was one of the first men to live there. They took a certain percentage from his social security check and that took care of his room and one or two meals a day.

I had dinner with him once and the woman on my left was enjoying Georges attention and the woman to George's right was too. They talked to me about what a good dancer George was and everyone was smiling. I saw him again later when he was getting ready to go on a trip with a lady staying at an elder hostile. He told me was a great deal it was and this is what he enjoyed doing lately.

When George and I were roommates, he told me he had a falling out with the Catholic church as a young man. He never told me what it was but said that he missed it and wanted to find his way back someday. The last time I spoke with him, he told me he began talking to a priest whom he respected, was slowly returning to the Church, and had taken communion. That was a miracle of the human heart.

Praise God! He blesses whom he will. When I think of George, I think of God's love and mercy; and how salvation is a free gift that God gives to all mankind because he wills to and it's his nature to give. We can't earn his gift and and there's nothing we can do to change his mind.


Another Prayer

I find myself in meditative prayer again today. As I drive, I have a lot of time to think, pray, or listen to the radio. As I was praying, a group of individuals I know came to mind who have fragile and rigid traits. It's easy to become impatient with their rigidity, easy to hurt their feelings with a careless remark, and hard to make them feel at ease.

Lord, give strength to your fragile and rigid children. Give them comfort and reassurance. Give them wisdom. Make them whole again. As I pray, I see their faces. Sometimes I say their names and sometimes I don't. Bless them. Help me strengthen and comfort them. Help your church minister to them.

Matthew 12:20 - A bruised reed shall he not break, and smoking flax shall he not quench, till he send forth judgment unto victory.

Morning Prayer

I prayed morning prayer yesterday, as I frequently do, from the Episcopal Book of Common Prayer (BCP). I kept thinking of a phrase I read; "Bring those who do not know you to the knowledge and love of you." I prayed that throughout the day in quiet meditation. I like that I'm praying not just for others to know Christ, but that they may also experience his love. The BCP is a good guide. It's scriptural and dense with meaning. And instead of memorizing catechisms, I'm praying.

Sam's Muse: Love's Space

Samuel Owens

Love's Space

My lover speaks my name, whispered sonar through objectified space.

Your echoed calls siren off our dream-scape.

Our perceptions cave in.

I see you through the ashy orange amber's of chance and churches.

Throughout love's history, through eternal judgment, a child's eyes turns away fire cries.

A dream-spaced abeyance in sight of bears, and beds.

The eye of Jupiter gazes through the open space, but sees only silenced starlight.

Safe, safe in the light of the diamond's eye, color rich with anonymous skies.

Transcending free-way stop-signs in traffic correcting out of time,

Just you and I.