The Roller Coaster that is Mike

As I read over the previous posts, I am not really sure who wrote them. Not because they are so profound and wonderful, but because they are so palpable and visceral.

I have realized that it will take many of us to be "Mike" to each other. I am part of Mike, Mom and Dad are part of Mike, Laura and Hunter are part of Mike and so on. Each one of us holds a very special seat on the roller coaster ride with him. Sometimes we have been up front with him with our hands in the air, and roars of laughter. Other times, we have been way in the back, eyes closed, with a white-knuckle grip on the hand rails holding on for dear life. Yet other times have been bumpy, jerky rides that left us bruised and worn. As I think about this it brings revelation to the fact that this is how we are supposed to be Christ's representative. Not one of us can be Christ but we are all a part of his roller coaster ride. He never promised us an easy ride but collectively we can be the body of Christ on this earth, be there for each other. So everyone reading this has a new assignment in life, you have to continue on the Mike roller coaster ride with us. You have had a seat at some point. Continue to join us whether you want to sit up front with your hands in the air or sit in the back with your eyes closed and screaming. No matter what, it's ok. And you know what else? God wants you on His ride. He needs each one of us some where in one of those seats and puts us where he needs us, provided we climb aboard. Here is your invitation.

Do you think I say these things because I have wisdom or a poetic heart? No. I have a broken heart and broken spirit. Words can hurt and words can heal. I want to heal. I painfully hurt. I hope and pray my words offer healing and that the Holy Spirit speaks to you through them.
Love,
Rhonda