adam, eve, choices, and tickets.

He painted with a dark stroke, dirty on the canvas
Creation was holy but we chose against it
The devil knows he's evil no need to proclaim
It's the choices we make the bring glory to his name

my brother just sent me this recently, but i've been thinking lately about the things that i do that bring glory to his name or - unglory. it's a little scary... when you start to backtrack your actions for the last chunk of time and pay attention to all those seemingly "meaningless" interactions you've had with others. where was God in the mix?

it's fun to be at the point in my life (which i know good and well comes in and out in waves) where reading my Bible is something i crave. i feel out of sorts when it doesn't happen. so when i'm reading the bible on the train and someone looks over my shoulder to see what i'm reading - does it make sense? have all my actions been streamlined into this logical assumption of my character? or did i shove my way through the doors, fight for a seat, or roll my eyes at the loud-talkers and boom-box blasters - only to settle in and focus on the scripture that suggests i be the opposite of how my flesh automatically wanders about?

but there are holy things that i fight against all the time. i choose selfishness over generosity. i choose impatience over patience. i choose discontent over joy. i choose sailor language over cuss-free speech. i choose myself over others. and i choose everyone else over Him, while He chooses me over everything. and you over everything. (make sense of that..)

so who is in your life counteracting all the ways we automatically are thanks to this one naked couple at the genesis of creation? hang out with them as much as you can, they are your life-giving tickets out of this death-soaked society.