"Courtesy is appreciating the flowers in the garden inspite of the broken gate"-this quote caught my attention while flipping through the critical care text written by Dr George John from Vellore.
It strangely touched my heart and set me thinking.....and I wondered whether I could replace the word 'courtesy' with 'christianity'.
However when courtesy is replaced by the word christianity the verb goes much beyond appreciation...may be the verb ' loving' would give justice to it,or may be not.....
I was actually mentally going through Christ's ministry on earth and it struck me that all the gardens Christ entered during His earthly ministry had broken gates.The ultimate gate,the Christ himself, was broken for you and me.Had He remained whole we would have never made it.
The essence of christianity is brokenness-'the bread being broken to feed you and me'.
To follow a man who had no place to lay his head,to be a disciple of a wounded healer......... to see beyond the broken gates to the beauty of the flowers in the garden just as God sees us beyond our brokenness ,the image of His most beloved and perfect son bearing the mark of the nail in His hands just that I could be made whole.
The very point where I disqualify is what qualifies me.
Thank you Lord for my brokenness.It is a precious gift you have given me but only next to You .
It strangely touched my heart and set me thinking.....and I wondered whether I could replace the word 'courtesy' with 'christianity'.
However when courtesy is replaced by the word christianity the verb goes much beyond appreciation...may be the verb ' loving' would give justice to it,or may be not.....
I was actually mentally going through Christ's ministry on earth and it struck me that all the gardens Christ entered during His earthly ministry had broken gates.The ultimate gate,the Christ himself, was broken for you and me.Had He remained whole we would have never made it.
The essence of christianity is brokenness-'the bread being broken to feed you and me'.
To follow a man who had no place to lay his head,to be a disciple of a wounded healer......... to see beyond the broken gates to the beauty of the flowers in the garden just as God sees us beyond our brokenness ,the image of His most beloved and perfect son bearing the mark of the nail in His hands just that I could be made whole.
The very point where I disqualify is what qualifies me.
Thank you Lord for my brokenness.It is a precious gift you have given me but only next to You .
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