It’s about digestion

I apologize for the grossnicity of this but I have come to the conclusion that we are not fed by what we poop out. We are fed by what we digest.

I recently met with my pastor Rory Lewellyn and we were talking about some struggles I was having. He said that he thought part of my problem was I wasn’t assimilating the word that I was reading. To Paraphrase, I wasn’t digesting the word.

It wasn’t too long after that that God gave me a picture of what Rory was talking about. It was big pile of red poop. On my daily walk I came across a big pile of red poo. Not red with blood, red from whatever the pooper had eaten. Upon closer inspection (not too close) I could see fruit pits, like from cherries.

I read in the book of James this morning. Here is what I read: “Do not merely listen to the word, and so deceive yourselves. Do what it says. Anyone who listens to the word but does not do what it says is like someone who looks at his face in a mirror and, after looking at himself, goes away and immediately forgets what he looks like. But whoever looks intently into the perfect law that gives freedom, and continues in it—not forgetting what they have heard, but doing it—they will be blessed in what they do. Those who consider themselves religious and yet do not keep a tight rein on their tongues deceive themselves, and their religion is worthless. Religion that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress and to keep oneself from being polluted by the world.

James 1:22-27

Read the word, then Assimilate, digest, act on, allow it to change, guide and direct me.

Is the study of God’s word having an effect on me? Is my life changing? Am I doing the basics of caring for those in need around me? Am I guarding my tongue?

Is the word of God in me coloring my life? Or just coloring my “poo”?

Hmmm.

Author: Peterloeffelbein

I am a man. I am an older man. I am a husband and a dad and a grandpa. I am a disciple of Jesus. Because I am a disciple of Jesus much of what I write is about him, and I usually end what I write with a question, do you the reader know that Jesus loves you? He does. He loves us all but he loves you specifically. He loves me specifically. What will you do with that information today?

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  1. Have you ever thought apropos your November 11 Post, Pete, that some books are to be tasted, some to be chewed, some to be swallowed, and very rarely(like the Bible)to be “digested.” A lot of people ‘poop out’ strictly from what superficially goes into their minds, and out their mouths since what a man takes in by contemplation, that he gives forth in love. Meaning relevant to your admittedly weird, halfway gross simile or metaphor. You can always tell a person who has been feeding on the Bible after half an hour of serious conversation whether he’s familiar with the Bible by, among other things, his kindness, good manners, courtesy, and magnanimity. He’s never cruel with his tongue, for the tongue can cause the kinds of wounds that time will not ever heal. Keep writing, PL, and regards to your wife, and hopefully Mary’s brother, Scott is “feeding” and “digesting” the WORD as you and your wife have clearly been doing for decades.

    Regards, Bill

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