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Everything You Deserve

One of my favorite retail stores is Bang and Olufsen.  Does B&O really need an introduction? Okay then; sleek, modern, state of the art and costly entertainment systems are all I’m saying. Oh well, a few more things: for you who hate the clutter and clunky furniture reminiscent of the old school “component set,” [see below], no worries!  If there were no such thing as sound via television, telephone, speakers, etc. you might not even notice a B&O device were in the room.

*This might be the exact stereo system my mom owned.  I’ll never forget I went to a friends birthday party in college and her mom still owned one that worked.  I’m not sure what I was more delightfully shocked about, the fact that she was playing a Clark Sisters album on it or the dinosaur itself.

SPEAKING OF DINO’S  

ANYONE STILL OWN A 45 ADAPTER INSERT?

Hooray if you do and okay by me if you don’t.  Still, when we buy something from the store don’t we typically expect to get what we paid for?  When we bust our butts at the 9 to 5, we want our just due.  We wanna hear those sound effects from cashing checks that Dougie Fresh rapped about on pay day even if we use electronic transfer aka direct deposit, right? 

Sometimes I think about the absurdity of human entitlement in this sin bred world.  It especially humbles me to acknowledge that I deserve everything I’ve worked for in the way of covenant curses, sin, condemnation, death, eternal torment, and separation from God.  After all, these and more are my wages, my just deserts.  I should expect the full payment for such intense labor.  Anything less would be, well unfair and maybe injust.  Or would it?

If in my wildest dream, I actually owned a b&o stereo system and found that not only does it virtually bring a Bob Marley concert to my living room, but pray tell, it also washes dishes, what would that unexpected, yet odd feature be to me in this fairytale?  What a bonus!

Imagine, if you will the bonuses sin and more clearly our sin nature has afforded us.  After a bad day you will have exhausted yourself, I’m sure.  Truthfully, after a good day, you should be sobered.  How many times throughout these days will you have had to battle the feeling that this or that thing is just not fair?  Did you feel entitled to respect today?  What about a bit of peace and quiet?  A day at the office where everything runs smoothly.  What about joy?  Did you really expect that 95 year old lady to skip you at the grocery store and roll her eyes at you when she did? Ah! Sin has a senior card too. “Step right up front sin.  This crotchety old lady is ripe for belligerence today!”

Daily I fail.  No, scratch that.  Moment by moment I fail, thinking that everything I have or go through I deserve.  I don’t doubt it, I know I should swallow the whole kit and kaboodle, but sometimes a believer needs to be reminded that we don’t always get everything we deserve.  Sometimes, when you feel crushed and defeated, think about the one who took what you deserved and gave you what you did not have, but so desperately needed. 

Thank God for his Grace in his Son.  Thank God he is just in that he does not repay us for our evil, but in satisfying the Father’s wrath through the sacrifice of himself has bought our redemption.  Let us rejoice and partake of the covenant blessings we do not deserve saints.

I know, you’ve done it all and then some, but “C’mon Son!”  Give it a *rest…in Him. 

*Hebrews 4:3

 

 

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About Najah

Born in Harlem and have a genuine love/hate relationship with the place of my birth. Me and Moses both have a relationship with Mt. Sinai though he beheld the glory of the Lord and I, well I was born in the hospital by the same name (smile). I love Christ and His people and I want to serve them both, so here goes...

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