Not That Kind

So, obey is a four letter word. (Thought I’d start out obvious since yesterday’s post was about the floweriest start possible.) But really. Four letters.

Sometimes we hear it as a cuss word, a vibrating command that shoves hard

and makes us want to shove back.

We feel it as a useless parley that brings neither peace nor truce to the fight of our lives.

So why go there?

In the never-ending kaleidoscope of my inner childhood, “obey” was the essence of Pandora’s box. I didn’t get it. I didn’t want to get it.

It has taken a long time for Jesus to soften my heart to this word, and now it’s time to get really uncomfortable and cozy.

Because it’s not that kind of four letter word. It is life.

“Whoever believes in the Son has eternal life; whoever does not obey the Son shall not see life, but the wrath of God remains on him.” 

-John 3:36-