I have been thinking a lot about history lately; our history as humans, as well as my own history. Now, I just can not believe that I am a result of evolution….a goo-man if you will, Iwould rather believe that I am a created man. So this ‘our’ history I speak of is the story of divine creation, the fall, oppression through captivity, redemption from captivity only to become the oppressors, back into captivity and oppression….you get the picture.
My thoughts are occupied with the question into which category I fall into: the oppressed or the oppressor. And that I suppose depends on your perspective. Most of the oppression I feel is financial in nature and it is a consequence of my own actions. In a way I have oppressed myself by not following the instruction manual I was given. No, I am not talking about a Dave Ramsey book ( although I think he may have referred to the manual while writing his books).
You don’t have to search to hard to find God’s counsel on banking and it would appear He just doesn’t understand our modern financial institutions. He would have lenders not charge interest!?! Exodus 22:25 Can you imagine that? Doesn’t that raise your ire with the evil banks and mortgage companies? Wait a minute, what is my part in this…do I have any accountability here? If I truly believe that interest charging lenders are in opposition of God, what was I thinking when I borrowed money from them? Whether you believe greed or need was the driving force, I am now dancing with the devil…working two, sometimes three jobs just to feed the beast I helped to create.
Don’t get me wrong here, it is not the work that bothers me….it is knowing what I could be doing different had I followed the instruction manual. I would have more time to give to service and more resources to share. The worst part…..the part that haunts me…..is that I know I broke my Father’s heart.
Regretfully, RT


R.T. searcher, seeker, sojourner. Not all who wander are lost, maybe temporarily disoriented, but not lost.