Sometimes I think people expect everyone to use a particular mouth filter — certain things are acceptable or not acceptable to feel, think, or say. It’s not quite voicelessness — you’re allowed to speak — as long as you speak within the accepted parameters. Sometimes it feels like being silent would be better.
Jesus said that out of the heart the mouth speaks. I don’t want or need a heart filter — my heart is what it is, and filtering changes nothing. I trust him that my heart is a new creation, made righteous, clean, blameless — and that he will complete that work.
(These were thoughts on the way to church, that I sketched once we’d sat down.)
Our current sermon series is about heaven, and today’s focus was on relationships.
(I’d started randomly drawing a chorister, and then as Scott joked about how some in the congregation might wish they could still be married in heaven, others were glad they wouldn’t be, I thought of that Meat Loaf song… “And now I’m praying for the end of time, so I can end my time with you.”)