I’m watching Braveheart and it’s inspiring me. Certainly not to run about wearing paint and a kilt and wielding a knife… well maybe.
But I think we should be ruthless. Ruthless to the things in our lives that are not supposed to be there. Ruthless at eradicating those things we have imposed upon ourselves that have done nothing good… or those things that others imposed upon us. You know, just because someone says it, doesn’t make it true. Just because it’s how you’ve always done it, doesn’t mean you can’t change.
Just because you were raised that way, doesn’t mean you have to be that way. Just because everyone else is doing it, doesn’t mean you have to. Just because you want to do it doesn’t mean you should.
When William Wallace (also known as Mel Gibson) faced his men and told him the plan to invade England and defeat them on their own ground, his men mocked him. His response?
“You’re so concerned with scrabbling for the scraps from Longshanks table, that you’ve missed your God-given right to something better.”
I wonder how much time we waste defending the “scraps”.
Really, you’re only hurting yourself. Oh yeah, and all those that care about you. And you’re just plain missing out on something better.
We do have the promise of something better. Not because we were born with that right, but because Jesus Christ came to earth and bought that right with His blood. And then He presented it to us. Here. Here is your freedom.
You can have the scraps. Or . . . you can have the “something better.” What’s it gonna be?
That something better isn’t just going to fall into your lap. You’ve got to go get it, and leave the scraps behind. Really, you can’t take the scraps with you when you go. Why would you want to anyway?
So paint half of your face a dashing shade of blue, done your best kilt, and start running across the countryside towards freedom. Or something like that.