Thursday, April 9, 2015

Being a Teacher Always a Student

I am a simple man far from important. I rise each morning, goto work, pay my bills and kiss my children in bed at night. Even when I am not physically in their presence I am with them. I pray for them and ask for their protection. I pray that I can be the best father I can be so that they can hopefully know a better life than I. Why do I do such things, because my father is always with me. When I am tempted to give up, I remember his lessons to persevere. When I am tempted to be lazy, I remember his lessons to work hard and why. When I am tempted to lie to get out of an awkward situation I recall his lessons in regard to the value of truth. And so like my fathers teachings are always with me so are God's. I am no perfect man. I am far from being a role model or hero. Invite Jesus to walk with me each day to help guide through life. When I read the Gospels I see truth. Do I always understand it? No, but that is why God invites me to spend time with him, Jesus and the Holy Spirit. Through prayer, meditation and attending his Church I find understanding and knowledge in God's ways. God has not given up on me and even when my teenage son tests me to the fullest I do not give up on him just as my father with me. When times test me I call on God. I envision Jesus by my side and talk to him. I ask for his assistance. For if Jesus is willing to die for me just like I to my children then just as I work hard to teach my children right each day, I know that Jesus will always be there to teach me as well.

Luke 24:13-35

13That very day two of them were going to a village named Emma'us, about seven miles from Jerusalem, 14and talking with each other about all these things that had happened. 15While they were talking and discussing together, Jesus himself drew near and went with them. 16But their eyes were kept from recognizing him. 17And he said to them, "What is this conversation which you are holding with each other as you walk?" And they stood still, looking sad. 18Then one of them, named Cle'opas, answered him, "Are you the only visitor to Jerusalem who does not know the things that have happened there in these days?" 19And he said to them, "What things?" And they said to him, "Concerning Jesus of Nazareth, who was a prophet mighty in deed and word before God and all the people, 20and how our chief priests and rulers delivered him up to be condemned to death, and crucified him. 21But we had hoped that he was the one to redeem Israel. Yes, and besides all this, it is now the third day since this happened. 22Moreover, some women of our company amazed us. They were at the tomb early in the morning 23and did not find his body; and they came back saying that they had even seen a vision of angels, who said that he was alive. 24Some of those who were with us went to the tomb, and found it just as the women had said; but him they did not see." 25And he said to them, "O foolish men, and slow of heart to believe all that the prophets have spoken! 26Was it not necessary that the Christ should suffer these things and enter into his glory?" 27And beginning with Moses and all the prophets, he interpreted to them in all the scriptures the things concerning himself. 28So they drew near to the village to which they were going. He appeared to be going further, 29but they constrained him, saying, "Stay with us, for it is toward evening and the day is now far spent." So he went in to stay with them. 30When he was at table with them, he took the bread and blessed, and broke it, and gave it to them. 31And their eyes were opened and they recognized him; and he vanished out of their sight. 32They said to each other, "Did not our hearts burn within us while he talked to us on the road, while he opened to us the scriptures?" 33And they rose that same hour and returned to Jerusalem; and they found the eleven gathered together and those who were with them, 34who said, "The Lord has risen indeed, and has appeared to Simon!" 35Then they told what had happened on the road, and how he was known to them in the breaking of the bread.

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