I wonder...
The stark difference between something that is fresh and something stale are incomparible.Same with new and old...
And alive and dead...
I can feel my heart longing for something clean. Something vibrant, yet I continue to live with the deceased.
All the passion and desire being birthed will be killed if not put in a healthy field...yet all I see around me are weeds.
I was thinking about the story of the wineskins this morning.
Matthew 9:16-17
Now one sews a patch of unshrunk cloth on an old garment, for the patch will pull away from the garment, making the tear worse. Neither do men pour new wine into old wineskins. If they do, the skins will burst, the wine will run out and the wineskins will be ruined. No, they pour new wine into new wineskins and both are preserved.
Jesus was using this as a metaphor when speaking to the disciples. the old wineskins were representing the Jewish system, which was unable to accomodate the new wine of the kingdom of God. The good news was unable to be held up by the religious systems and powers of that day. The old is gone, the new has come.
I wonder if when the disciples were learning about the kingdom of God, if they thought it would be easier to live in what they intellectually grasped, rather than to venture into these uncharted territories.
I wonder if the disciples thought it would be easier to live in the
familiarity of the already established systems, rather than seeking to the change and hope that Jesus brought.
I wonder if it is easier to live in the hope that the dead can be raised or venture into the realm of where they are being raised.
Is it easier to live where their might be new birth, or where their is new birth?
posted by Kat @ 10:08 AM
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