Silly Hippie, Trix are for Kids!

Name: Chad
Scripture: Luke 12: 22 - 48
"Sell your possessions and give to the needy."
"You also must be ready, for the Son of Man is coming at an hour you do not expect."

OAP: Those are the two passages that stuck out at me, especially when combined together.
These are complete thoughts, not to be contextualized. Sell your possessions Period. Do not wait Period. (DRD, but for effect) I often forget just how radical Jesus is. This is very closely connected to my soap from 2 days ago, the last one was a bit of a tangent as a much needed confession. I say I follow Jesus, I talk about the "big message" and when I come to very specific commandments, ones that don't allow me any latitude its just "aww silly Jesus, do the love people thing again, I can work with that" Luke chapter 9 really fills in the second verse, "Yet another said, 'I will follow you, Lord, but let me first say farewell to those at my home.' Jesus said to him, ' No one who puts his hand to the plow and looks back is fit for the kingdom of God'".
I rationalize, very simply the reason I don't sell my possessions is because I don't believe that they are mine to sell, they are my parents entrusted to me to use, with my small government point of view I don't believe people should be forced into giving, if I were to give away all that is entrusted to me, my parents would simply replace it. Therefore I would be placing the burden upon them with nothing changing for me, only a cycle of new stuff. It goes a tad more in depth but that is the base argument. I say, I will do it when the burden fall upon me, sometime in the future. "Ok God, I'll follow you, just give me a minute to be here with all my stuff before I give it up" The call is radical, my action is not.

God, if you were to send a man to tell me today to sell all of my possessions and give it to the needy, first I would dismiss the Hippie, and then reason that I have no possessions that are truly mine, I say that all I have is my time and my ability and I give that to you Lord, they are yours and I have no right to them. Take me to an uncomfortable place, convict me here, as I sit now I am only convicted by the words on the page but my mind is content with my actions. Break my reasoning Lord, or give me your reasoning, your will, your love for the poor, the reason that you spoke these commandments.