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Religious rules and regulations. Beautiful temples filled with lifeless laws, and hearts of stone.....
                     what has happened to God's house and the freedom He has given?

Is it any wonder Jesus spent his days outdoors -
                                 breaking rules of what to do, when to do it and how it "should" be done?

 He taught any time any where! Used everyday circumstances, settings and objects as prop for teaching about who he was and how his kingdom works. There was NEVER a certain time, place, specific mood or atmosphere demanded for him to be teaching/healing/reaching out/rescuing.
He walked under a tree- and there was Zacharia........In the town square Mary was accused and on the brink of being stoned.......He told Peter to "go fish" after he got cornered by the "two drachma" tax collectors.....Sitting watching the entrance to the temple he saw the little old woman giving all she had.......

Isn't that a wonderful change? There are no settings to be fulfilled for him to be there, no demand for certain behavior for him to pay attention. - But do I really live like that?

Do I have time for Jesus in my doings throughout my day, or is it more set up like office hours?
Mon-Fridays 6-7 am, Sat. (approx.) 7-8 am, Sundays; 10-11:30 am (sometimes till 12pm if the pastor keeps talking).
Isn't that religion? Like the unspoken rules of being quiet in church, somber faces, or putting on your best behavior - getting the dos and don'ts right - if you want God to pay you any attention, saying the right prayer, finding the words that evoke his presence, etc.?

              When Jesus died, he created an open door policy into the holy of holies for me!
                                              Do I offer the same for him?

What if He desired to talk to me while I was preppin' dinner? Or brushing my teeth? You might think this silly because I am exaggerating - but please consider this;
How small a perimeter have I created wherein God can reach me - where I am attuned to listening to/for him.

When I stand outside on a quiet evening in solitude, lifting my face to the sky and try to take in the expanse of the heaven, the layer upon layer of stars - do I then hear God speak? Do you?

I belong to a God that is above and beyond anything and everything - why oh, why would I put a limit on how, when and where to meet and interact with Him?
                                              
                                                      I would be missing out!
I could have a dialog or thought exchange going on off and on all day long with my maker -
         
                                                                                                                                          I really could.

-b