Love Feasts

These are blemishes on your love feasts, as they feast with you without fear, looking after themselves; waterless clouds, swept along by the winds; fruitless tress in late autumn, twice dead, up-rooted; wild waves of the sea, casting up the foam of their own shame; wandering stars, for whom the gloom of utter darkness has been reserved forever.
-Jude 12-13

What are the blemishes?
False teachings, fear, the ungodly, doubt and worry that we can't let go, lies we fall for, a darkness covering our souls. I am sure we can think of more. These things will steal all our bounty. Our joy. They feast upon what we have established as good. And we become dried up like Autumn leaves that have fallen to the ground.

It is so obvious, isn't it? It doesn't matter what the past looks like. Don't let it hold you back, or fill you with fear and shame. Think of each moment as a brand new sheet of paper to fill with your great stories. Or, as T.S. Eliot wrote, "Every moment is a fresh beginning."

Let your eyes look directly forward, and your gaze be straight before you. -Proverbs 4.25

 Let our feasts be full of love and fellowship. God, please help me stay on course and not get distracted by things that will tear me down or take away my central core of You. Help me keep to the narrow path, even when it is the hardest thing to do. Even when I am scared or worried about what could happen.