Living Scripture

I never thought something as simple as a peanut butter sandwich can make someone's day.

My roommate and I keep different hours.  She's asleep when I come home.  I work days.  She works nights.  She's Catholic and doesn't eat meat on Fridays.  I don't eat meat on Fridays in front of her.  We have fish.  She knows she doesn't have to do that.  She chooses to.  And I choose to eat what she eats.

I read a story about that in the Bible, where Paul talks about eating things someone else might find "unclean" and he suggests we be supportive of other peoples' choices.  I do that on Friday.

My roomie texted me this morning.  She told me she thought I probably forgot it was Friday and she was going to starve because I made her a sandwich with meat.  To her surprise, she opened her bag of goodies and found a peanut butter and honey sammich for her lunch.  That meant a lot to her, I think, that I remembered that.  Hey, like I told her, you remember what's important.

And it's a teaching moment too.  Not just for her, but for me, and I thought I'd share it with you.

There are all kinds of opportunities to live scripture.

So, I guess I'd better deal with the natural issue that's here.

My roommate is a "she".  And I gave up my big bedroom to her when she moved in.  There's no hanky-panky going on.  I need to say that.  I made a choice a long time ago that I wanted to be that godly man.  I have great chaperones and people that hold me accountable for my behavior.  I invited that because I know how it looks.  I also know how it is and so does God.  Both of us believe that He had a strong hand in bringing us together so quickly and we don't wanna mess that up.  We both know what can and probably would happen if we did.

But even though the geography isn't the ideal, it was necessary.  And that's a teaching moment, too.  Would you open your home to someone you hardly knew if that person had a need?  I've been blessed with this big house and when the need arose, I was more than happy to share.  It's something someone taught me a long time ago and that also is in the Bible.

Sharing is a good thing.

The best part about all of this is that I do get a chance to do what I wanted to do.  I'm trying hard to be a godly man, to live what Scripture says.  That is a gift from God that I cherish today and I'm so thankful for the lessons I've learned so far.  Putting them to work is a blessing.

Just down from the house is a company called Living Scriptures.  They make cartoons for those of the Mormon faith.  Life isn't cartoons.  Living Scripture is taking God's word and putting it into use.  It takes practice.  It takes prayer.  It takes time.  And it takes a willingness to take chances, to re-think things, and to change behaviors.

And when someone thanks you for doing it, who genuinely appreciates it, well, that's a blessing too.

And the glory for changing me into that man goes to God today!