My favourite lame cheesy joke that drives my daughter crazy:
"When is a door not a door?"
"When it's ajar."
Groan...
When is a prisoner not a prisoner? When he is Paul in Rome.
What is really happening? This saga has dragged on for about
three years now. From Jerusalem to Caesarea to several ports across the
Mediterranean Sea and now Rome Paul is still not free. However he is the most
well treated prisoner in the entire New Testament. Why?
Have you ever been in an unresolved situation that makes no
sense? Typically a prisoner either gets convicted of a crime and sentenced or
is released. Three years later neither has happened to Paul and while the other
prisoners are all in cells he is in a house, able to behave in many ways as a
free man yet not free.
Now follow me. Could we not call Paul's bizarre situation
life? We are prisoners here on this sin infested planet hijacked by Satan. No
sentence has been declared yet. Time keeps passing. We live as if free but the
ruler of the prison is always not far away. We want to appeal to Caesar. We
want to make our case for being set free and going Home. However the roller
coaster of life keeps chugging along and nothing seems to change. Satan has his
chains around our ankle yet he is prevented from completely having control over
us.
What is the purpose of this endless charade?
Paul's journey gives a clue. How many lives has he touched
along the way? How many people has he been able to talk to about the Master he
serves? How many miracles have stood as a witness to the supernatural
connection he has with Him.
Life is a journey. A lot of it appears to make no
sense.

What can appear as meaningless confusing chaos at any point
in the process can only be seen when the process is ended and from the apparent
randomness emerges something beautiful.
What amazes me is Paul had no idea what his life was
knitting. None of us do. It's going to be amazing to get Home and discover all
the ways God used our lives and turned attacks into opportunities and the plans
of the devil upside down. Random encounters with strangers will be revealed as
the beginning of turning a person, a family, a community, even an entire nation
around.
God is the Potter. We are the clay. Just stay in His capable
hands.
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