Today we change our language

Today we change our language

It’s in the times I sit down for a class every Tuesday morning that I deliberately listen to the keys and notes from a distance. The guy in the music room never disappoints…and if only I could meet him, even if for a moment in time.

It is in these times that I hear him play in all keenness. I even sense that he is playing it just for me. I promise he is playing it just for me. How else can I explain how he captures my every attention? How he strides me along every touch on those keys…how he drives me to a musical world clothed in a cloud of beautiful rhythms.

Sigh...

 

And today, the clouds of beautiful rhythms tell me that we need to change our language. It first came in a blurry form, bursts of bubbles blown by the winds… then slowly, boldly, in a more solid manner, skimmed through the sky with each acclaiming “TODAY WE CHANGE OUR LANGUAGE”.

The language that applauses the fact that we shouldn’t be judged, to that which already understands that the Bible first judged us with the words
"for all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God" 

Romans 3:23

 

The language that approves of flirtatious statements towards anyone that goes by the title “opposite sex” (exclusive of spouses), to that which abides by the verse that says:

"If anyone speaks, they should do so as one who speaks the very words of God..."

1 Peter 4:11

 

The language that says we should go to where we are celebrated and not where we are tolerated to that language of Christ that understands that to be a Christian is to strategically position yourself to suffering, to carrying the cross and taking it up for each minute that we have breath.

Matthew 16:24
Then Jesus said to his disciples, "Whoever wants to be my disciple must deny themselves and take up their cross and follow me.
Acts 14:22 

Strengthening the disciples and encouraging them to remain true to the faith. "We must go through many hardships to enter the kingdom of God," they said.
 

The language that understands that there has to be weakness for God to show Himself strong.

The language that understands that there has to brokenness for God to be called Rapha.

The language that understands that we have to let go in order to let God. That the Bible is very categorical. It is where God had, has and shall continue to make sense of His words when He promised His grace will be sufficient.

We stand because He stands, not because we can.

We move because He moves, not because we can.

My language has changed!

It is no longer a language of feelings but a language of deliberate momentum.

A deliberate momentum of prayer, fasting and reading of His Word. Sharing it because I so well know that MY FEELINGS ARE TOO WEAK A MASTER. BEING LED BY THEM NULLIFIES THE NEED TO TRUST AND BE DEPENDENT ON GOD ALONE.

I change my language with a deliberate momentum when I say my nation shall stand and not fail! When I say the family shall stand and not fail! Christian institutions shall stand and not fail! It is the end of times but the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living still stands as strong as ever.

My language has changed when I say:

There is hope for the lost child.

There is comfort for the broken hearted.

There is peace for despair.

There is healing for the sick.

There is joy for sadness.

There is forgiveness for the fallen.

There is beauty for ashes.

There is gladness for mourning.

ALL BECAUSE GOD SAYS SO!

I DO NOT MOVE WITH THE WAVES OF THIS WORLD.

I do no move with the direction of the new age; get me right, I AM VERY MUCH OLD SCHOOL!

I will abide by the scripture of the old, that which was inspired from God to man because that language says that He remains the same yesterday, today and tomorrow. That language says that He is the author of time, and that book of time that He has authored is a book I have come to joyfully subscribe to.

When all is said and done, time and chance is given to everyone (Ecclesiastes 9:11).

And for that reason I have no apologies for those with whom we do not speak the same language.

Today, this very day, we change our language.

Cheptoo.