#Stumbling

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Perfect

In the parable of the wedding feast (today’s Gospel), the invited guests refuse to come. So the host opens the feast to anyone (“Go out into the main roads and invite whomever you find”).

One of the people who responds isn’t properly dressed. So he gets thrown out. 

Wait. What?

You invited people off the streets. And then you’re mad because one of the “whomever you find” folks wasn’t walking around in formal wear? How does that sense?

Let’s unpack the parable. The host? That’s God. The invitation? It’s the invitation that God extends to each of us. To be saved, to be who He made us to be, to come Home.

And the wedding garment? It’s our response to God’s invitation.

If we want to accept God’s invitation – to be saved, to be who He made us to be, to come Home – then we have to respond.

Does that mean that we have to earn it? Does that mean we’ve got to do the right things and say the right things, so that we can be good enough to not get thrown out?

Not in the least. This isn’t about perfect performance. But we do have to respond.

So what are we supposed to do? It’s in today’s Psalm.

Here’s what God is looking for in a response from you and me – “a contrite spirit, a heart contrite and humbled, O God, you will not spurn.”

Not a heart that’s perfect. Not someone who has it all figured out.

But a heart that’s trying. A heart that’s taking that first stumbling step towards God.

Don’t wait until you think you’ve got it all figured out before you turn your heart towards God (reality check – no one ever does get it all figured out). And God loves you too much to wait.

Turn your heart towards God as you are. Now.

Don’t let the perfect be the enemy of the good. God doesn’t.

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June of Doom Day 7

“What happened?” / Nightmare / Isolation / Stumbling

Prompts List | Event Masterpost

Fandom: Original Work

Words: 300

Tag List:@juneofdoom @fourwingedsnake @whumperofworlds @pigeonwhumps @mr-orion

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CW: nightmare, isolation, darkness referenced captivity, chains, hallucinations, panic attack, stumbling, questioning reality

A/N: First week done! 🎉

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It was dark.

Dark. And cold.

Whumpee shivered and curled into a ball, the chains around their wrists and ankles clinking and clattering on the stone ground.

Alone.

Trapped.

No one to hear, no one to speak to, no one, no one, no one….

The silence and the darkness pressed in on them, a suffocating, choking blanket that threatened to snuff out all conscious thought.

Silence.

Darkness.

The cold, hard floor.

The metal chains.

Pulsing headaches from lack of food and water.

Alone.

Alone.

Alone.

Whumpee snapped awake, gasping, a tangled mess in their blankets. Their breathing came in ragged gasps, and when they finally threw off the blankets, they found them soaked from sweat. The familiar burning sensation in their nose appeared, and Whumpee angrily swiped at the tears that began to drip… drip… drip down their face.

The darkness in their bedroom swirled with imaginary shapes. The outline of the cold cell. The chains on the floor. Whumper’s face….

Whumpee rose and stumbled across the room, tripping over their blankets and nearly slamming face-first into the wall before they caught themself. Their fingers scrabbled over the wall, their panic rising by the second until… thankfully… they found the light switch.

Just their bedroom. They were no longer in the cell.

They were safe.

Whumpee slowly sank to the floor, back against the wall, tears still flowing down their face. They hugged their knees to their chest, staring blankly at the floor.

Safe.

It was remarkable how easy it was to remember that simple word, yet so difficult to actually believe it. As if some small part of Whumpee thought that the bedroom was the dream and the chill, dank cell the reality.

No. This is real. I am safe.

If only their subconscious could believe that was true.

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Do Not Judge Your Brother

1 Receive him that is weak in the faith, but not for passing judgment.

2 For one believes that he may eat all things: another, who is weak, eats herbs.

3 Let not him that eats despise him that eats not; and let not him who eats not judge him that eats: for God has received him.

4 Who are you that judge another man's servant? to his own master he stands or falls. Yea, he shall be held up: for God is able to make him stand.

5 One man esteems one day above another: another esteems every day alike. Let every man be fully persuaded in his own mind.

6 He that regards the day, regards it unto the Lord; and he that regards not the day, to the Lord he does not regard it. He that eats, eats to the Lord, for he gives God thanks; and he that eats not, to the Lord he eats not, and gives God thanks.

7 For none of us lives to himself, and no man dies to himself.

8 For whether we live, we live unto the Lord; and whether we die, we die unto the Lord: whether we live therefore, or die, we are the Lord's.

9 For to this end Christ both died, and rose, and revived, that he might be Lord both of the dead and living.

10 But why do you judge your brother? or why do you despise your brother? for we shall all stand before the judgment seat of Christ.

11 For it is written, As I live, says the Lord, every knee shall bow to me, and every tongue shall confess to God.

12 So then every one of us shall give account of himself to God.

13 Let us not therefore judge one another any more: but judge this rather, that no man put a stumbling block or an occasion to fall in his brother's way.

Do Good to Your Brother

14 I know, and am persuaded by the Lord Jesus, that there is nothing unclean of itself: but to him that esteems anything to be unclean, to him it is unclean.

15 But if your brother is grieved with your food, you no longer walk in love. Destroy not him with your food, for whom Christ died.

16 Let not then your good be evil spoken of:

17 For the kingdom of God is not food and drink; but righteousness, and peace, and joy in the Holy Spirit.

18 For he that in these things serves Christ is acceptable to God, and approved of men.

19 Let us therefore follow after the things which make for peace, and things with which one may edify another.

20 For food destroy not the work of God. All things indeed are pure; but it is evil for that man who eats with offense.

21 It is good neither to eat meat, nor to drink wine, nor anything by which your brother stumbles, or is offended, or is made weak.

22 Have you faith? have it to yourself before God. Happy is he that condemns not himself in that thing which he allows.

23 And he that doubts is condemned if he eats, because he eats not of faith: for whatever is not of faith is sin. — Romans 14 | King James 2000 Bible (KJB2K) The King James 2000 Bible, copyright © Doctor of Theology Robert A. Couric 2000, 2003. All rights reserved. Cross References: Ruth 3:14; Psalm 34:14; Ecclesiastes 11:9; Zechariah 14:21; Matthew 7:1; Matthew 12:36; Matthew 13:21; Mark 7:2; Mark 7:19; Luke 1:1; Luke 18:9; Acts 10:15; Romans 2:1; Romans 8:38; Romans 15:1; 1 Corinthians 8:8; 1 Corinthians 8:11; Philippians 2:10; Titus 1:15; James 4:11-12; 1 Peter 2:12; 1 Peter 4:5; Revelation 14:13

Notes: A judgment day is coming for Christians when Christ will examine all our works. He will determine which of our deeds were worthwhile and which were worthless.

Key Passages in Romans 14

1. Men may not condemn one another for disputable matters; 13. but must take heed that they give no offense in them; 15. which the apostle proves unlawful by many reasons.

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Whumpuary #3: Used as bait / Stumbling / "This is gonna hurt" + #4: "Help me" / Lightheaded / Kneeling

CW: Chase, overexertion, failed escape, manhandling

Whumpee ran through the underbrush, desperately pushing their aching and weakened body to keep going. They couldn’t rest yet.

Whumper was on their tail. Whumpee had a head start, but they weren’t sure how big it was. All they knew was that this was their chance to get away, and they weren’t likely to get another one anytime soon.

Underbrush hit at Whumpee’s legs as they dashed through it. They paid no heed to the sting and pushed on. They panted for breath, their blood pounding in their ears as their feet pounded on the ground. Still they ran. There would be no respite until they were out of Whumper’s reach.

They tripped on a half-exposed root and nearly lost their footing. They managed to keep from falling, and regained their pace.

Whumpee kept running. After a while, they realized they were flagging and sped up again. They couldn’t afford to slow down. Whumper knew this area; they lived in it. Staying ahead was Whumpee’s only advantage.

It didn’t take long before their stride became less steady. They were pushing themself too hard. They grimaced and kept going anyway; they didn’t have a choice.

Their lungs burned and their legs became unstable as they battled with fatigue. Whumpee stumbled, then scraped their hand as they caught themself. It was so tempting to just stay there and rest a moment, but they didn’t have the time. They pushed off of a tree and forced themself onward.

Not long after, they were stumbling again. They lost their footing, well and truly this time, and fell to the ground. They painstakingly stood back up with a groan. As they leaned against a tree, bracing themself to keep going, they heard a sound behind them that definitely wasn’t from the local wildlife.

“Whumpee.”

No. Dread washed through them. They already knew whose voice it was, but Whumpee still turned to look as Whumper emerged from the trees. They were breathing hard, too, but not as hard as Whumpee. It made sense: Whumper was healthier and knew the terrain. The logic didn’t make it any less disheartening, though.

The chase was over. Whumpee was in no condition to get away from Whumper now that they’d caught up. Whumpee looked out into the trees, for a moment entertaining the idea of running anyways, before slumping in defeat. Their knees hit the dirt almost before they knew what they were doing.

The show of submission might earn them a modicum of lenience. Not much, but Whumpee was willing to take any chance to make their impending situation slightly less awful.

Whumper fixed them with a stony glare, looking very displeased. Whumpee cringed and broke eye contact.

“You are in a whole lot of trouble.” Whumper walked over to where Whumpee was kneeling and roughly pulled them to their feet. Whumper held Whumpee in a vice-like grip, fingers digging into them.

Whumpee didn’t say anything back. They knew it would be pointless to ask for mercy.

Whumper kept Whumpee in a painful hold all the way back to Whumper’s house. Back to everything Whumpee had hoped to escape from. Hot tears welled in their eyes as freedom slipped further out of reach.