A Call To Christians To Complicate the Lives of Others – Be Sneaky

She looks harmless, friendly even.  She could pass for a librarian.  How many librarians have you met who seemed untrustworthy?

A lady.  Retired.  Smiles.  Sings in the church choir.  Not the type you would suspect would complicate your life, but she’s a Christian and Christians have a way of complicating the lives of others.  Seems to be in their job description.

The best ones complicate the lives of others subtly, gently.  They don’t knock people over with verbiage.  They don’t save you and the world in thirty seconds or even with a sermon.  They are wiser, sneakier, kinder, aware of their own need for daily conversions.

Cathy is a gardening buddy of my wife.


Cathy Croy

When I got married I didn’t know it was going to be “for better, for  worse gardening.”  Getting my hands in the soil of the good earth is not quite the spiritual experience for me that it is for Cathy and Vicky, my beloved, but I do it because I love my wife of 35 years.  (I didn’t say I did  it without complaining.)

So how did a Christian, in this case, Cathy, complicate my life? It was done with a simple suggestion, a book recommendation.  “You’ve got to get Native Plants of the Southeast:  A Comprehensive Guide to the Best 460 Species for the Garden by Larry Mellichamp!”


Long story short:  book ordered, “This is the best book ever!” and now – and now half of my life is going to be spent re-doing the three, THAT’s THREE, gardens in our yard.  Thanks Cathy.  Cathy, how can I thank you enough?  The birds and animals are going to love the native plants and I’m going to LOVE being a garden boy.  Thanks Cathy.  Maybe I should say it one more time.  Muy gracias, Cathy.

Has your life ever been complicated, in a good way, by a Christian?

How might you, as a Christian complicate the lives of others?

Be sneaky!

Pray This Prayer With Me – (God Knows)



You know our mind is like an unmade bed.

You know we rarely do our best or our worst.

You know we have a lot of critical thoughts about other people.

You know we have questions and doubts, and more than a few about You.

You know we aren’t theological patsies and don’t swallow it’s all our fault suffering explanations.

You know life is hard and that more than a few people have good reasons to be atheists.

You know the Bible has its bright spots but also is pretty messed up.

You know grace better be true because complicated life makes for complicated judgment.

You know You knowing everything conflicts with us not being puppets.

You know you can only really know a person when all the stories have been heard, all the gene pool has been analyzed, and even then there’s more to know.

So God, know us thoroughly, know us gently.

Know especially those who do not feel known.