I'm
listening to a song right now called "To The Very End" by Will Regan and The
United Pursuit band. I'm listening to it, and there is a verse and it says
"Don't give up, don't let go, don't lose trust, don't lose
hope"
As I
have been listening to this I have been thinking about how this is the End. My
ministry on this race after 11 months ends in 1 day. I leave Bangalore and
travel to meet the squad in Delhi and three days after that I'm on plane headed
home. The End has come to my trip, to my
seeing new countries and meeting new people, I have been a part of 11 different
cultures 11 different communities and 11 different ministries. Here at the end
of it all I realize how it is just the beginning of everything.
Anyone
can say that they went on a trip that shaped who they were; people can say I
saw God here and it changed my life. Praise God for that, but I have realized
that is not where this trip ends. Yes God has transformed me to a Man who I
only imagined I could become. It has shown me things and broken chains off of
me that I have held onto my entire life. But this trip will be for nothing if I
let those changes stop here and now. If I let this new knowledge this new found
trust and this new hope in God end here then what is the point of this. This
trip doesn't just show you who you can be, it gives you the opportunity to meet
that person and face your sins and realize that you have the victory in God to
overcome them.
This
trip prepares you for what is next in your life whatever it may be, yes the
Race is only 11 months long but that is not the end. Its 11 months of
transformation and brokenness, its change and victory. That doesn't stop in
your life just because you're living in the states again. It challenges you to
continue this change while bringing your family and friends in to that change
with you. Showing them what Christ has done in you, and what Christ has done
through you.
I DARE
YOU who read this to open your mind to the thought that maybe you need some
transformation in your life. I DARE the churches who read this that maybe you
need a revival in your church. If we get to the point where we feel the closest
to God and then begin to coast in that, there is no point in you ever trying to
get close to him. You are never close enough, you can never have enough of him,
and you can never worship or praise his name enough. So then what would I be
doing if I thought everything I learned was ending? I'm on a trip that didn't
prepare me for 11 months of being a missionary. I'm on a trip that prepared me
to be a disciple of God for the rest of my Life. I DARE you to question if you
are coasting or if you are pursuing God with everything you have with a
reckless abandon. Are you pursuing God?
To all
future and current racers who come upon this, know that you're not about to
embark upon a trip that is going to be life altering then stop. You have just
signed up to be on the front lines for Christ where ever he is calling you for
the rest of your lives.
"DON'T
GIVE UP, DON'T LET GO, DON'T LOSE TRUST, DON'T LOSE HOPE"
This race is not
over it has taken 11 months to start, I Dare you to be open to the challenge
that you are not where Christ wants you. I DARE you to shake the world around
you with the Love and Power of Christ, and I DARE YOU to follow his every word
regardless of where it leads you.
Ok
so I have been talking with my mother a lot this month since we have internet
and she has assured me that I have not been very good at relaying what I do
each month, so mom here it is.
So
our ministry here in Bangalore, India is working in the slums at a school our
contacts have started. These kids go to their schools in hope of knowledge and
in search for a better life. But that's not all that is given to these kids.
After they are in school from 3 -7:30 learning Math, English and science
they all get in line for dinner. Talking with our contacts they shared that
many of these kids don't have places to live let alone food to eat. If it was
not for the school our contacts said that the children would go out begging.
Our contacts shared a story with us about one day when the school was closed
and so our contacts decided they would go follow the children to see what they
did if they didn't have the opportunity for this education. What they saw they
said brought them to tears as they sat in their car watching their two hundred
slum children, go around begging for rupees or food. Begging for whatever would
be given to them. My contacts then decided that this was not going to be the
fate of these children, not only because of how they felt for them but because of
how God feels for these kids.
So we go to the school at 5pm Monday - Friday and we
try to help tutor the kids. I say try because there math is something I have
never seen even if it is written in English. There are about 100 - 200 kids in
three classrooms, with their Indian teachers trying their very hardest.
If I'm not at the school at night I'm either spending
some time with my team playing cards or in my room arguing with A.J. Wagner
about anything we can because we think its fun. Yet the real joy is playing with the three
children they have. There is Sonny who is the eldest and doesn't let his little
brother Shaun forget it, and of course there is the adorable Grace who is 1
year and 8 months old. This precious girl was not actually born into the
family. She was left on their doorstep and has become the third child to this
wonderful family. Grace is a little stinker though don't let her adorableness
fool you. Yes she may come out in a dress or be wearing a shirt with cutie
written across it, but she is as crazy as her brothers.
Playing with Grace you have to be ready for her to
come to you when you're not paying attention to her and then when you do she
will run from you. That is however if you're not playing music cause if you do
that then she will bang on your door till you open it walk past you and start
swaying on her club foot and dancing off beat course to the music your playing.
Or if you have paint on your computer be ready for her to take control of your
computer and just move the mouse around. Don't try to help her though because
she will grab your hand as if she is throwing it across the room.
The boys are usually very busy during the week gone
at school before I get up and when they get home its homework and dinner and
then more homework. The weekends though these two young guys will be set up in
front of their TV with the play station 2 turned on playing Need For Speed. Which means if A.J. and I are in our room they
come down and say Uncle Come help me with my game. So we then become the pit
crew for these boys as they race other cars or are trying to evade police
pursuit. Then if they lose help me becomes play this game for me, and beat the
things I can't. I'm not saying I don't enjoy it on the contrary I love playing
with these two, it makes me laugh however that help me means do this for me. I
wonder if that's what I was like when I was child, probably.
I'm not usually one to have personal
convictions when it comes to movies. Or any other form of media, one of my
favorite artists is Eminem due to the personal nature of the things he writes
about. But I'm not going to talk about music here; this blog is not even
something that is doused in conviction. It comes from a question that God asked
me shortly after walking out of a movie. The movie was the newest Harry Potter
movie. I'm a Harry Potter movie fan and I will see it again, it was exceptionally
well done. This blog is not about the media itself but it poses the question of
where your mind while watching or listening, to whatever form of media it is.
So with my disclaimer out of the
way, when I walked out of the theater after seeing the new Harry Potter I was
actually saddened. Not cause the movie was bad but because the movie of my generation was now over.
Since I was in 5th grade Harry Potter had become a house hold name
from either the books or the movies The wizard at the school of Hogwarts took
my generation by storm.
As I continued to walk God spoke to
me through a question, and asked: "is the sad thing that your generation movie
is over or because that was the movie of your generation?"
So as I walked around the mall
silent in my thoughts I began to ponder the question, and dissected the Harry
Potter movies little by little in my mind. What is the movie based upon, it's
all about wizardry and magic? But it doesn't just stop there; throughout all
the movies and/or books, which ever you like more. You see everyone placing
their trust in a man (Harry Potter) to defeat the evil one. But on the other
side you have those who follow the evil one placing their trust in yet another
man (Voldemort.) Slight spoiler alert, in the last movie Voldemort is standing
before those who followed Harry and is telling them to no longer trust in Harry,
but to turn and trust in Him. This movie is filled with false theology.
But once again I want to say I like
the movies; they are super entertaining. It's filled with awesome
cinematography, exciting story lines and really good acting. But that's where
the title of this blog comes into play. As Christians, have we allowed ourselves
to be blinded by all of the fun and entertaining aspect of it all and keep us
from seeing the ungodliness inside? A very drastic example would be if you took
a piece of garbage, but wrapped it in an awesome wrapping paper and a nice bow,
would that change what's inside? Of course not! So if it doesn't then why as Christians
and (including me) BLIND OURSELVES TO
WHAT IS TRULY IN FRONT OF US? How much longer will we not take a stand?
I'm not saying you're not allowed
to see that movie if you're a Christian; I think everyone should see the movie
and make their own decision about it. My point is, the stand does not have to
be "Boycott Harry Potter" (please don't do that I like the movies and I'm not going
to boycott them.) Instead, go into the movies with a mindset of being ready to
see the ungodly aspects in them and no longer be blinded. Seek God in everything
and in the movies you watch.
Let this generation be the generation
to take God everywhere, movie theaters, concerts all of it. Let our mindsets be
so focused on Him that we are not blinded, but awakened by the Holy Spirit
inside each of us and able to refute the lies of the devil, however they may
come.
At home my family and I will watch
movies together and when something unbiblical comes up my dad will always yell "BOOOOOOOOOOO!"
We all look at him and tell him to knock it off, but he has the right idea. Don't
be closed off to the things that are ungodly no matter how small they may be.
Redwood trees start as a seed. Evil intentions and thoughts need a lot less than
a seed does to make a tree for the evil idea to take root.
Defend yourselves brothers and
sisters in Christ, be awakened by God, and walk a life that pleases Him.
Ok so I have been wondering what exactly to write about this month. But I
have just had so much fun this month I feel blessed and honored to be not only
doing the ministry of my Father in heaven but he is also blessing me with the
ability to have a blast doing it. God has shown me that this trip is not about
words with no beliefs it's not about love with no action and it's not without
its joys.
I have had the awesome
opportunity to live this month in Tanzania at the base of this mountain. And as you can imagine I was not gonna live
by this thing without heading on my way up at least once. So with the idea
coming from Josh a team leader of the team that was with me this month we head
up at 4:45 am in the pitch black up the mountain. An hour later we have arrived
at the top of the biggest boulder on the top of the highest part of the
mountain. So with the four men climbing and talking and sharing an awesome experience
we conquered PRIDE ROCK for the first time.
The next week we get
the idea to not only head up there once again but to do so in the dark of night
at around 8pm and then sleep under the stars in the cold of this mountain. But
this time we fly up the top of the mountain and reach where we stayed the night
at. So once again I'm here by the grace of God at the top of this mountain and
instead of seeing his sunrise I look up to his stars which he placed and which
he knows by name and felt a since of love like I never have before. If you don't
think your God loves you go look at the stars he placed in the sky and then
think about how even though he did all that he wants a relationship that is
more intimate than the stars he placed.
The rest of this Blog about God letting me have some amazing fun will be
good ole photos because well pictures are worth a thousand words and I have no
more words for ya.
In between some rocks we climbed through
Our Roaring fire that lasted twenty seconds
Good Morning Tanzania
The lights of the morning just show how many people God wants to Love
SO COLD!!!!
One month left............as the words of Harry from Dumb and Dumber
So normally all I write about in my blogs is the things God does in my life. Which is not wrong or bad and I know all of you care and want to know all about those things however, this blog is going to be me bragging about all the awesome fun I had in Uganda.
Where to start hmmmm, well me and one of my new Ugandan brothers enjoyed playing slapping games. Yes it is exactly how it sounds, there was two games played, one was you would put your hands in the middle and the other person would put his hands on his temples. Then the person with his hands on his temples would go as fast as he could and try to slap the man who had his hands in the middle while the man in the middle would try to move his hands to make the other guy miss. If he did miss then they would switch places. Yes it sounds moronic to sit there and slap one another but don't worry the next one is much worse. The other slap game you would grab a hold of one another's hand and then play rock paper scissors if you lost the other person would then while with one hand holding yours he would then slap your hand. Both of these games continue to go on until the one of the people playing would give up. Since I'm too stubborn to give up I always won. But when you played winning usually meant that you would have huge bruises on your hands. Now as crazy as this all sounds it is so much fun for some weird reason. I mean its not a normal thing to do. But my Ugandan brothers loved it so we would play all the time and we would play anywhere. Like for example in the middle of this club at two am while we are waiting for our chicken and chips (we were not clubbing).
So on the last night we were with our contacts our contact Michael had a fun idea to sleep in the church in our tents most of us agreed so we went. Now one thing to know about our contacts Eddie Michael and Edgar, these brothers of mine can talk. So we are sitting there at midnight and they are all talking and laughing and having an awesome time. Then all of a sudden Eddie says he's hungry so I of course being a giant white man say I'm hungry too. So he then decides that we should go get chicken and chips (fried chicken and french fires nice and healthy,) so Eddie, Edgar and I walk up the hill in the pitch black and stumble our way up to the street and then get on a buda buda (half moped half motorcycle.) So we get on and there is the three of us and the driver so there are now four grown men on a tiny bike riding into town and 12:30 in the morning. So we get to town around 1 and we begin to walk up and down the streets of this town called Mukono, looking for our midnight snack. After an hour or so of walking up and down the street we decided that we are going to go into this club to see if they will make us some. So we go in and sure enough at 2am we have our chicken and chips we get our sodas and then off we go to return to our tents with food and drink in hand, a very successful night.
The other two of the most fun things I have ever done have to be rafting the Nile and Bungee jumping. So when we get to Jinja, Uganda after a month of ministry we go to a place called Adrift. The first day were there I get to go bungee jumping with a bunch of people from my squad. I can not even begin to tell you how much fun that was. As you inch your feet towards the end of this platform with nothing but a rope and towel around your feet and the instructor telling you not to look down and then you look down and go holy cow I'm about to leap from this tower and fall to my death. Then starts the fun count down 3....2....1...BUNGEE, and you leap out as far as you can, and right after I leaped I thought to myself oh my lord I just jumped from this tower I'm going to die. And you plummet towards the Nile river and then SPLASH.......in the river you go and buck up and in 4 seconds you have just leapt 145ft. You are now hanging in the air soaking wet and yelling about how much fun that was. Most fun thing I have ever done I'm now addicted to bungee jumping.
The last thing I did was river raft the Nile. Now I'm not sure if it's the class 4 and 5 rapids or if it's the 6 foot water fall we went down, maybe the awesome lunch and dinner we had but that was one of the most fun days I have had. So we get in the raft I need to say the only extreme raft the company had on the water that day. And we begin to practice all the things we need to know. Like if the raft flips what do you do? So our guide Juma better known as Dr. J on the Nile, grabs the safety rope and over we went haha. So the first rapid is a class five 6 foot water fall oh my lord you have no idea how much fun that was. So there is a total of 8 rapids a mix like I said of 4's and 5's, and my boat went 6 for 8. We flipped twice and it was so much fun to be thrown from that boat and then your under water as the rapids just throw you down the river. It is honestly one of the creepiest things not being able to open your eyes or breath and be under water for what seems like forever (5 seconds max) and then you come back to the surface and let out a gasp and get a huge smile on your face. Our Guide Dr. J was awesome he had us go up in the air and use a rapid as a ramp and then we went up on the last rapid and did a three sixty on the top of it. Extreme was the perfect word not only for our raft but for our guide as well.
Uganda was probably the most fun country I visited, this trip not just from the rafting and jumping but from our contacts, and our house. Late night adventures, slapping the snot out of each others hands. It may not all appeal to everyone but Uganda has my heart, and every time I think about you a smile will come to my face.
I keep getting this thought in my head that the things i will remember the
most are the things i did for someone else. How the lord used me, thats what
this trip is about. Its not thought, but
its more than this trip the things i have done for someone else are not the
things that i remember till the end of
time. Its when someone does something
for you, when someone stops and takes time out of their day to spend time with
you, to help you, to care for you. Those are the things that at least i always
remember.
Its funny i dont ever
think its my pride that doesnt let people do stuff for me, but when you get
right down to it thats exactly what it is. And the Lord showed me that this
month on a crusade that we went out on. We left the town and the house we were
staying in to go to a village 5 hours away from where we were staying and that
is where i was truly blessed.
The first day we were
there i went and preached that night, and loved it, it was just so much fun. I
stood on this wooden plat form built for the crusade and starting preaching
about coming to know christ. That night
while waiting to go back to where we were staying there was this lady selling
meat on a stick. Now i have eaten streat meat in every country so it never
crossed my mind i was eating meat cooked on a street in the middle of nowhere.
That night i began to feel extremely cold, then started shaking and didnt sleep
at all that night. At some time around six or seven i began to throw up, sorry
but its part of the story. Still with out sleep i'm know on a mat in the grass
at this house vomiting.
While im laying there
underneath this clothes line, with ants all over it, i ask my Ugandan brother
Edgar if he would fill up a bucket so i could put my feet in it. He did, and
then while im laying with my feet in this bucket i feel someones hands on my
feet, i look and Edgar has soap and a rag and is holding my feet and he begins
to wash my feet. For all of you who dont know what your feet look like after
walking, driving, and living by these dirt roads your feet are nasty. He begins
to give my feet eh best washing they have ever had. i mean it was like i was
getting a pedicure.( NOT THAT I KNOW WHAT THAT IS LIKE)
The next day after
finding out i have malaria and getting some I.v. fluids in me, i ask someone if
they could fill up a bucket so i can just pour water over myself because i was
so hot. So i begin to take this cup and pour freezing cold water over myself.
So just to paint a picture there is a weak white 6 foot 7 man sitting in his
underwear pouring cold water over himself. Not something that goes as unnoticed
as you would think in Uganda. I mean this is the place where kids are naked all
day long. But no even after trying to hide my self Edgar comes back over.
Seeing me he takes the cup and starts pouring the water. He then says "im
gonna wash your legs and arms" i think i said no like ten times. No point.
So edgar is now squating next to me with a rag and soap washing my legs and
arms while continuing to pour water over me.
I felt like peter telling
Jesus not to wash his feet, " Peter said to Him, never shall you wash my
feet!" Edgar didnt leave his family and his friends he didnt come on a 11
month mission trip, I did. Yet Edgar seeing me in my pain came to me and
cleaned me, and took care of me and loved me like no other. I can honeslty say
i have never even seen that love among friends. I have not even heard of it
happening. But It was more than just between friends. Edgar was answering Gods
call. He Loved someone as Christ did.
Never in a million
years would i have thought to allow someone i care about to wash my feet, to
bath me. But when your hurting people
dont ask your permission to make you feel better they just love you. With out
eating that meat and having malaria i never would be able to say. I saw a man
of God first hand drop to his knees and wash the feet of his brother, not cause
he had to but out of sheer love for his brother. If someone wants to serve you
in a way you cant imagine, that you dont want them to have to do that. Stop and
think why they are doing, and think who gives you the authority to tell someone
they cant love you?
As I went up to the front of the
church the size of a storage container, I had this peace come over me like
never before. I'm always nervous right
before I begin preaching here on the race. I always get scared and start doubting whether
what I'm going to say is from the Lord or just my own words. But this Sunday
was different; there was nervousness but no fear. As I walked to the front, I was overcome with
a sense of peace; this sense of calm I can't explain except to say it was from
the Lord. I got up to the front, opened my Bible, looked down at my notes, and
felt the presence of God come upon me like a wave crashing against a rock. It
was a feeling I want so much more. I want it constantly. I want it every second
of every day.
That's not where the feeling ended,
though. I honestly can't say that if I
ever preached on that subject again it would be the same. But that's not a bad thing. As a matter of
fact, it makes that moment so much more special because I know that it was not
me. I didn't preach. I didn't get up there and say words that Jake created. They were Gods words; Gods sermon. It was God
working through me.
When the sermon ended it felt as
though I didn't even know what happened. I have always been so skeptical when
people talk about how they had an out of body experience; when they left their
body, Christ came in and took total control of them. In that moment, they just
watched as Christ spoke, or worked through them. That is exactly what I went
through. Last Sunday, May 22nd,
God came in me in a way I can't explain. He spoke through me and brought words
out I could not have said. He put points together I would never be able to
connect. God came through, and I was His vessel for His Glory. I feel honored beyond belief that He would
choose to work through me in such a powerful way.
After I preached, Ashley Auman (a
girl on my team) came to me and said, "I want to say that you did an awesome
job but it wasn't you up there. It was
the Lord." I thought, "Why was I a true
vessel on that day? Did I do
something different, than every other time I preached? Why haven't I felt that every time I'm doing
something for the Lord? Why do we as Christians get so excited when we
experience God like that? Why do they
come in moments? Why is it not every
time? Why don't we always feel like
this?" I can't speak for everyone, but as honored as I feel, and as special as
a moment as that was, I hate it was only a single moment. I hate it was the first time I have felt God use me like
that.
I thought and thought about what
was different. I prayed right before but I always do that. But then it hit me: it
was what I asked God for which was different. I always ask for the Lord to speak through me
and He has every time I have preached, but He did so much more. I asked God to reveal Himself to the people in
the church that day. I asked that Sunday, May 22nd, would be a day
God would bring Himself down and fill that church. He would show up in whatever
way He wanted to and if only one person saw Him in that Church, it would be
enough. I asked God to come down and fill me up with Him until I overflowed. I
asked that I would not the one preaching
but it would be Christ inside of me; that my words I spoke were nothing; they wouldn't fall on deaf ears, but His
words would hit the Heart.
God, I pray right now for all
those who read this blog that they will come to know you and experience you in
the way I did. I pray every time they hear your call to go out and do something
in your Name, that You would use them as vessels. If you ask them to preach
that Your words would come through. If you're asking them to build a house or
clean up a field, that when people gaze upon the person working they don't see
us, your servants, but they only see You. God, come fill us up to a point that
we overflow. Lord, all of us are evil and You are the only good in our lives.
Lord, break us to the point where we are nothing; break our pride and our
stubbornness. Lord, shatter us, come in and build us up to be Your people, Your
children, Your vessels. Let us always
feel the way I did on that Sunday every time we go out and follow Your calling.
Let us always be able to say "it wasn't me today. It was all Christ through me.
I couldn't do that again if I tried because God was the One who did it." Lord,
you are supreme, You are holy. Lord, let us live only to bring you glory.
When
you think of people who overcome adversity you think of famous people. You
think of people whose names are written in history books, or novels. You think
of people who have movies dedicated to their lives. You don't ever stop to
think that the boy suffering from Epidermolysis bullosa who has disfigurements
and difficulties in life. You don't think about how he is overcoming adversity
and how he is changing peoples lives. But this blog is about one young man whom
I will never forget.
His name is Diamond and
he is the most amazing person I think I have ever come into contact with. This
young man is fifteen years old and his joy lights up rooms. His smiles I swear
can cure broken hearts. Every time he would walk into the room that my team in
unison everyone would yell out DIAMOND!!!!! He would walk in with his grin from
ear to ear and just love on you. He doesn't walk normally but has a little wobble
with his step. And that's exactly how God wanted his steps to be. The most
amazing thing I think about when I see diamond walking down the street is he is
created perfect in Gods image. So then why don't we stop to think that a boy
like Diamond is worth his own page in history books. Why do we as a society
look up to someone who can hit a ball 350 feet and stand in awe, but when we
see a young man who suffers as Diamond suffers gets no recognition at all?
I had one of the most
amazing days here in Cambodia and you guessed it, it was with Diamond. I wanted
to hear his story I wanted to know more about the Godly man that I have come to
admire so much. When I asked he said with a grin that he didn't understand how
to say it. So I began asking a series of questions. And the answers surprised
me to the point I couldn't believe. With Diamonds permission I'm allowed to
share those answers with you.
Why do you want to God in your life? "I want to go to heaven"
Why do you pray? "Because if you are in times of trouble god will help
you"
What do you pray for? "I pray for an ipod, and that God will cure me of
my disease. And I think he will."
What is one thing you wish you could do? Plays Drums and Guitar
Do you like living at water of life? "Yes because the worship and the discipleship
allows me to get closer to God."
What do you want to be? "I want to be a pastor so that I can tell others
about God so that I will see them all in Heaven with me."
What do you want to live for? "I want to live for God and wake up every
morning like that."
Why do you enjoy meeting new people so much? "Because when I meet them they
become a part of the one family with God, and I want everyone to be one family
in God so they can see God the way I do."
Why Do you Love God? " Because He gave his son to die for me, I feel bad
for God because he let someone hurt him for me. And because when I love God I know
he will use me for Great things."
The day I spent with him
we laughed, we ate KFC and we talked. It's a day I will not forget because it's
a day when a 15 year old young man of God showed me Christ through him. If half
of the world had the faith and the love that Diamond does, this world would be
a far different place.
Thank
you Diamond for a day I will never forget, I Love you.
This month here in Cambodia we have
been teaching English to elementary aged children in Phnom Penh. We begin our
day at 9:30 and usually end around 11:30 after we serve the children there
lunch of rice and soup. After that our ministry is completed for the day. So we
have been having a lot of free time and that has made me question if this is
where I am supposed to be? Did God really bring me to Cambodia to have me teach
for two hours?
Jeremiah 29:11, "For I know the
plans that I have for you, declares the Lord, plans for welfare and not for calamity
to give you a future and a hope."
The thought of what's next is
coming up a lot now as we approach month 8 out of 11 everyone is begging to
wonder, where am I going to live, where am I called by God, what's his next
step for me? I don't know the answers to
those questions not for anyone else and certainly not for me. Yet I have a
strange peace about it. I'm not worrying about it, I don't know why I'm not,
only to say that God has given me a supernatural peace about my future. If God knows the plans he has for me, and I'm living
my life following his direction then why should I worry. Why should I stay up
pondering searching scripture for what is to come. As long as I live in his
presence then I know whether I turn left or right God will be the one moving
me. I'm reminded of another verse.
Isaiah 30:21 "Your ears will hear a
word from behind you, "this is the way walk in it," whenever you turn to the
right or to the left."
I am reminded of John the Baptist,
who preached in the wilderness wearing a garment made from camel's hair, who
ate locusts and wild honey. I mean if there is a guy in the bible who believed
that he was where God wanted him to be and did not worry about whether he was
in the place he was suppose to be it was John. I mean can any of you tell me
that if you say some guy along a trail while you're out hiking in the
wilderness and you see him sitting there eating a locust and some wild honey
the first thought would be, "This guy is right where he is suppose to be." Are
you nuts no you would think he has a few screws loose. Yet when you continue in Matthew chapter three
it doesn't say a few people went to him to be baptized no it says "Then
Jerusalem was going out to him, and all of Judea and all the districts around
the Jordan."
If we walk with the Lord where ever
we find ourselves then we will be exactly where we need to be. What is more reassuring
than that? I may not know what I'm going to do or if ill live in Washington,
but all I want is to be walking in the presence of the Lord, and be totally
filled with his holy spirit. Whatever that may look like Lord allow me to walk
with you in everything allow my steps be orchestrated by you in heaven.
Day 18: It seems as if when I have been questiong who God is
in my life, I have been seeking light while I'm surrounded in darkness, the
light I'm searching for is not in some distant land but inside of me just like
God is.
Day 19: Rejoice in the Lord whether you have the things your
searching for or not, for only when you continuously rejoice in Him will He
give you the things you seek.
Day 20: Fasting is not just about giving up food or
techonolgy, but when your body rumbles cause its hungry to seek God for He will
sustain you, and when you weary and feeling alone from not being able to email
or talk to family cling to God for He will be your comfort.
Day 21: How do you make yourself a light to the nations for
all to see? (Isaiah 60:2-3)
Day 22: What does it mean to be blessed in the Earth? (Isaiah
65: 16)
Day 23: I ask God to let me go where He went, and say the
things He said, but do I walk in that or do I get dismayed when I don’t see
something happen immediately?
Day 24: Why do people continue to place their hope and trust
in men and not God, because He is the only one who is able to answer prayers,
only He will save us from trials and tribulations?
Day 25: The only person we should ever follow blindly is
God, yet so many will follow earthly leaders without question, even if that
leads them to their doom. This has to being to change!
Day 26: Isaiah said when he saw God in a vision â€Å"Woe is me
for I am ruined because I am a man of unclean lips and I live among a people of
unclean lips for my eyes have seen the king, the LORD of Hosts.â€' How do we
become a people and a land of clean lips so that our iniquity is taken from us?
Is that even possible? (Isaiah 6:5,7)
Day 27: Do we try God by not asking for signs and
miracles to be done by Him in our Lives? (Isaiah 7:10-13)
Day 28: Are we suppose to bang on doors that God has closed
yet we want open, or are we suppose to walk with God in complete Brokenness through the doors God has opened?
Day 29: Are we allowing sin to lead our lives to the point
where we are so far in sin that we cannot understand what the Holy spirit is
trying to say to us?
Day 30: When we are convicted of our sins, do we act out of
conviction because we don’t want to feel that way anymore or do we act out of
genuineness, like Christ did?
I don’t
have the answer for these questions, and the statements were not made by me. I'm
not asking for answers maybe you have the answers that apply to some of these, I
challenge you to ask yourself where you got those answers, and are they the
answers that apply to you specifically or just generally? Let us move away form
generalities and walk toward specific personal relationships with God the
Father, Christ the Son and the Holy Spirit. Lets move to make Christianity not
a religion but a Personal Faith based walk with Our savior.
I have gotten to a point because of
this month away from all things that took my mind and thoughts off of God to
truly come to love God. Now I'm not meaning like of God I just love you because
I know so much about you now and I'm totally confident in who you are in my
life. I mean I have gotten to a point where I have never known less about God,
been more confused about his calling for me and because of that I have come to
love him like never before. When you have to depend on God for everything, that’s
when you truly come to love Him.