My wife pointed out to me a powerful post on the website of People of the Second Chance entitled I am the Vulture. And I am sometimes.
Even though none of us actually plays by the rules (according to Romans 3:10, 23), we still try rather hard to do so. We’ve all sinned and fallen short, but in our broken condition, we just keep on plugging away in hopes that in eternity all of our trying and fighting and working will somehow qualify us for heaven in God’s eyes.
I like rules, lines, and boundaries. I feel safer if I have clear parameters, which explains my love for graph paper. I like it when everything is nice and tidy. The problem is, life isn’t always nice and tidy. People around me don’t always play by my rules, and I’m the biggest boundary breaker of them all.
Yesterday, we headed to Treasure Island Beach. It’s a beautiful spot in Laguna Beach hidden away behind the Montage Resort. You have to hike a bit to get down to it, but once you’re there, you’re enclosed between two beautiful cliffs.
One of the best books in my entire library is A. T. Robertson’s Harmony of the Gospels (aff link). It was my constant guide through the Life of Christ class I took in college and I’ve gone back to it more than almost any other in the study of Christ’s life. It isn’t a detailed commentary – just a chronological arrangement of the gospels.