Thursday, July 17, 2014

KING OF THE MOUNTAIN

Late summer evenings---the sun finally below the tree line---hot-humid air enveloping the coming dark--as mosquitoes swarmed searching for their evening meal--children squealing and laughing as a game was played.  An all time favorite--"King of the Mountain" could become quite brutal--especially when played with the boys.  A circle was drawn to represent the mountain top---within the circle--The King--the object--all those surrounding the mountain worked to unseat the king and take over the rule.  Planning, plotting, attacking--it could turn rough on a dime--and usually someone walked away crying before the evening was ended. 



A children's game or a training ground for life- what would you say?  The eternal quest for power and control often turns into a deadly-treacherous adult game.  When is enough--enough?  There is no satisfaction---no quenching of hunger when it comes to wealth and power.  Finally after scraping--fighting--plotting--planning--you arrive at the top of some heap---financial--power--control--authority---you are the mecca---the icon---the king.



OH BUT--there is no rest at the top.  Someone is always plotting--planning--scheming to take your seat-that seat at the top.  Lurking--waiting--for one mistake---one error in judgement---hoping you will take the long hard fall.  We forget all power belongs to God--and any we might have--whether in business, civic, family or any other man made empire--it is on loan from Him.  God allows us authority and power---and how we use it---that is up to us.



"What are we afraid of when sitting in the seat of power-

Loosing the power--and the security and safety we feel comes with it.

Loosing the honor that comes with the power."  

"Someday there will come a reckoning of how we have used the power God has loaned us--be it home, school, work or any other venue. "  Chris Freeland-sermon July 13,2014

So for today God may be allowing us to sit at the top of the heap--we may be King of the Mountain--but the only rest for our souls is found in Christ--the only satisfaction --the only contentment comes from God Almighty---there is no eternal rest in the things of this world--our only true fortress is God Alone--all other is fleeting.


My soul finds rest in God alone;
my salvation comes from him.
He alone is my rock and my salvation;
he is my fortress,
I will never be shaken.
Psalm 62:1-2

6 comments:

  1. What a powerful post! How you come up with your posts, is beyond me. The devil is always trying to up upstage this or that or trying to knock one down..I was thinking this very thing (your post) while reading the news (Israel and Palenstine)..great post Lulu, keep them coming..you def. have a gift to write, smiles. Blessings

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    1. Thank you for your kind words---I am just a little warped. I look at a tree and do not just see a tree---I see life. Almost everything I come into contact with or hear---takes me off on another path. My Ex used to tell me I thought WAY too much---perhaps--but as Popeye said, "I yam what I yam!!"

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  2. Good point very well made. All power and talents that we have comes from Him. Our responsibility is to use it wisely.

    God bless you, Lulu.

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    1. Thank you, Victor. It is an everyday struggle--seeking what HE wants for my day--not what I want!

      Blessing to you!

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  3. Hi Lulu! What a wonderful analogy, and just spot on. I could see the tumble of children trying to be the 'king', and the inevitable cries of hurt or 'its not fair!!'. I am really not any different at all. I strain to achieve too, and cry out when I am rejected, or think something isn't fair.

    I do need to grow up spiritually, it's a tough row every day. But I don't want to be a child forever. Like St. Paul says, 'when I became a man, I put aside childish things.' Well, I'm getting there!
    Wonderful post, I really liked it!
    Ceil

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    1. Remembering "The last shall be first" is a struggle for us all, Ceil!

      If I ever got to the top of the heap, I did not stay there long!

      Blessings, Friend!

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Your comments keep my writing and often cause me to think. A written form of a hug or a pat on the back and an occasional slap into reality---I treasure them all!