A _____ is for life, not just for Christmas

While waiting at Heathrow Terminal 5 last night for a late missionary (delayed, not deceased), I decided to draft a blog on my iPad (ie: a pad of paper I own). You know those bumper stickers that say "A dog is for life, not just for Christmas"? I've realised that the same is true for hot-cross buns!

The shops are currently heaving with trees, decorations, stockings and cards - which will all disappear after Dec 25th. But the hot-cross buns that came out for Easter are still with us. They've become an all-year treat.

Wouldn't it be great if the same was true for people's view of Jesus. He's not just for Christmas (a baby in a manger) but for Easter (a man on a cross) and for all of life (the King who rules). Jesus is for life, not just for Christmas.

The undeserving poor

Lots of discussion in the news at the moment about "the undeserving poor". Are there some people who don't deserve help and should be "getting on their bikes" to help themselves instead? How do we weed out the scroungers from the truly deserving?

The thing that struck me was the assumption that "the undeserving poor" is a label that people don't want - either because of the insult, or because it might mean they don't get anything.

How different it is for Christians. Because we know that we are the undeserving poor:

Undeserving: I'm just finishing off some sessions that I will be leading tomorrow at a training day on Grace. Our summary is that Grace is "an undeserved gift". God, in His mercy, doesn't treat as as we deserve. Instead, He accepts rotten sinners like me because of the death and resurrection of Jesus Christ - an undeserved gift to all who put their trust in Jesus.

Poor: "Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven." Matthew 5 v 3

It's great to be one of the undeserving poor.

Making generalisations about the generations

At the end of a blustery four-hour journey today, back from holiday, I squashed onto a packed commuter train; then gained great popularity by squeezing in a rucksac, suitcase and giant box of Lego with me. (More about the Lego in another blog...) As the train pottered along, people got off at each spot while others vied for their seats. Eventually there was only me left standing - my precarious pile of luggage wedged vertical(ish) with my knee - and that's when I saw them.

A twenty-something, who had been sitting for a while, saw a space open up opposite. She called to her boyfriend to come and sit down, but he didn't hear her - engrossed as he was in his iPhone. He was about ten feet away - but neither heard nor saw her beckoning signals. So what did she do? Shout louder? Pop over and get him? No, she sent him a text to tell him about the spare seat.

My initial thought was: "Isn't that just typical of the younger generation - too lazy to walk ten feet to speak to someone. There must be some deep moral there." But then I tried looking at it from another angle. Faced with a problem, the young woman had come up with an effective answer. She spotted where the bloke's attention was focused, and used it to her advantage. She wasn't being lazy - but ingenious. And I berated myself for making generalisations about the younger generation.

So taken with this scenario was I - and my thoughts on the implications - that I almost forgot to get off at my own stop. Which, of course, is just typical of my generation!