Fantastically Unreal

I have a problem, and I think the readers of this blog will have caught onto it already. I am hopelessly romantic. I am the kind of guy who would love to walk down my neighborhood boulevard every day holding – I mean, showing off – my beautiful wife to the world. I use the word “would” because that state of affairs will never come to pass. My wife is simply the dyed-in-the-wool conservative. She deals only in the strictly practical. Such nonsense things like holding hands in public or leaning on me for the cameras is simply out of her territory. And being the strong Christian believer she is, she is strictly Bible Belt. Humming to her baloney like “You Are The Best Thing That Happened To Me” or asking her to sit by my side and watch a movie such as “How About You” is, well, looking for trouble in broad daylight.

But if you think I am complaining, I am not. My wife is my spiritual pillar and I would not exchange her for all the women in the world.

Anyways… I was talking about how awfully romantic I am. That being the case, I find it extremely surreal that simple fishermen could become the greatest men that walked this earth. That men like Peter, James and John could become the pillars of God’s spiritual house… the God who declares that the earth is His footstool and heaven His throne. I am the kind of fellow who is drawn to such things… such fantastically unreal realities.

I hail from the shores of Lake Victoria and, believe me, I know all about fishermen. (Now, I know there are classy fishermen who fish out in the deep oceans; but the Bible says that Peter, James and John were simple Lake Galilee fishermen.) Even the Bible states that they were “unlearned and ignorant” (Acts 4:13). The word unlearned there does not necessarily mean that they did not attend school (which they certainly did not); more to the point, it means they were unrefined, uncivilized. And you can see it all in their characters which are scandalously laid out in the Bible.

That God chose such men among all the classes of men in this world, that speaks volumes about the character of God Himself.

I find it surreal also that the great grand master of Phariseeism, the incredibly learned Apostle Paul, in attempting to catch up with these men, would arrive at a point in his life where he declared:

“7 But what things were gain to me, those I counted loss for Christ. 8 Yea doubtless, and I count all things but loss for the excellency of the knowledge of Christ Jesus my Lord: for whom I have suffered the loss of all things, and do count them but dung, that I may win Christ…” (Phil. 3:7-8)

Now, I can’t think what it is that I set out to write in this post. Probably the thought just flashed in my mind and I thought I would put it down. I wish you a lovely day.



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