Chris's Musings

Yesterday, I signed off of my social media accounts for the summer (I plan to be back on for football season, because... well, football trash talk is fun at lest for me).  I'm taking the time spent mindlessly going through my feed, engaging in the debate (more like gossip) of the day, and spending time letting my soul refresh with music, with more time reading the Bible and God-centered books, and investing in Amanda's and my friends' lives.  In this season, I also want to re-engage with my writing, so you'll see more activity here. This is Memorial Day.  I woke up a little late and started to cook some breakfast with a Third Day Spotify station in my headset.  I woke up with " Your Love oh Lord " in my head (still one of my favorite worship songs) and was really encouraged and stirred through listening to the songs this morning.   Then one song, one that I've heard on the radio but really hadn't stopped to listen to too much, popped on my stat

This year, I have been reading (not perfectly) through the Gospels and posting some of my thoughts on my Facebook feed. Today's thought was fairly long, so I amended my post on Facebook for space and readability. Below is my complete thought. Enjoy Misplaced Expectations - a musing of Matthew 27 Something struck me as I was reading this morning about the scene in front of Pilate's palace. This crowd gathered to condemn Jesus was massive, likely everyone in Jerusalem at the time. They were whipped into so much of a mob-like frenzy that Pilate, a notorious despot warned by his freaked out wife to find a way out of condemning Jesus (Matt 27:19), eventually weenied out to delivering Jesus to being crucified because he saw "that a riot was starting" (Matt 27:24). These people were pissed so much so that the only thing Pilate saw that he could do to calm them down and restore order was to give in and have Jesus crucified. Matthew records that this was "a