MOUNTAIN ASH AND ME

There's much talk these days about how easily baseball players shatter their bats. It seems that they are now made of maple. Which to me is a disrespect. I mean bats are made from the ash trees of Adirondack. At least I always thought they were.

I was also always told to hold my bat with the label up. That way it wouldn't break or splinter when connecting with a fast ball. But that's all out the window now. Just as using two hands to catch a ball. To take a couple of pitches to allow a baserunner to steal. Not to talk or joke with opposing players while the game is in progress. Plus a dozen or more unwritten rules.

But God doesn't work that way. From OT times, He gave explicit, implicit (I honestly don't know the difference) instructions on how to build a tabernacle. Similarly, He told Noah how to build an ark. There's nothing unwritten in His Word.

Scripture defines. It tells us exactly what we need to know. (Deut 29:29) And the Holy Spirit reveals to us at just the perfect time what He wants us to see. It makes it so much easier that way.

We have the model and the kit. Complete with instructions. And best of all, there will be no missing parts. It all fits. We just have to follow. Obediently.