I know many of you do the daily "Thankful" post. Well here goes mine for every day. I am thankful for God's love, mercy, and sending of His son so I can live everlasting. I am thankful for my family and expanding family. I am thankfully for all the individuals I can call friends. I am thankful and grateful for a job that allows me and my family to live a comfortable life and make a difference in individual's lives directly and indirectly. I am thankful for the opportunity to serve a great nation. I am thankful for all the trials that make me a stronger person, a better son and brother and more loving husband and hopefully a great father. I am thankful that in a few short months I will be able to care/love an individual that is not of my flesh and it doesn't matter because regardless he is my son. I am thankful for parents/grandparents who cared enough about me to correct me when I was wrong, spank me if necessary but love me unconditionally and give me proper guidance in the right direction, even if I didn't see the beauty of their wisdom.
I could continue you see, but each day I am thankful that I get the chance to live life, face all obstacles, receive blessings and most importantly that I can continue to be the person I know I can be and hopefully leave behind a legacy for those to follow in my footsteps. However, if I was to never receive anything more in this life, I am thankful to say I am/was a Christian.
We all have many things to be thankful for good and bad. My prayer is that each of us never forget to count our blessings and be thankful for all we had, have, and will have.
Wednesday, November 20, 2013
Thursday, September 20, 2012
Lane Goodwin
Today my heart is heavy. Earlier today I notice a photo of my mother and her co-workers giving a thumbs up sign. My first thought was who is Lane? Is it someone they work with? Because I never heard her speak of Lane. As I got home I started digging and to my surprise I found this young man who is battling cancer.
Now I do not know Lane, but I have read a great deal about him, his family, and his struggle and my heart is saddened by the news/information that I have found about Lane. However, in what might seem to be viewed as a negative by many, I see positives. I hurt for his family, I get choked up as I see the picture of him and his brother lying there in the bed together. I realize though that this young man has endured and suffered a lot, but from photos of him and stories, I gain that he is an individual who is very optimistic, upbeat, full of life, with even a larger personality and knows exactly where he is headed.
As I said, I do not know Lane or his family but I feel attached, as it seems so many, feel the same way. The outward support that the community, state, country have sent to this young man brings about rejoicing. The simple act of building Facebook pages in support of Lane, to the Thumbs Up shows that we are still one of the greatest nations in the world. It shows that we still care about our neighbors. It shows there are many who still have compassion for others as they face adverse situations. However, it is Lane's faith that has struck me to the core.
In the face of such adversity Lane remains strong and courageous. He knows where he is going when God calls one of His chosen ones home. While this does not change the current events all those who have been touched can rest easy. Because Lane knows where he is headed. He is headed to a place of no suffering or pain.
I have always wondered why a young person and family would ever have to face such situations but am reminded that God has a plan for each of our lives. He knew us before we were born. He created us, gave us as gifts to our families and friends and the world around us.
What I take from Lane is this:
We can take with us the fact that no matter what life throws at us, keep our eyes on God. God has a plan for each of us. God grants us life. He gave us a life that we should cherish and embrace, living each day as its our last, because tomorrow is not promised. God never said it would be easy. God never said we would have all triumphs without trials. Nor did He promise that we would achieve and accomplish everything without any disappointments. In this one life, that now is touching many, we can see that God grants us a temporary home on Earth with an opportunity to make our everlasting home in Heaven. Lane Goodwin is an "ANGEL" sent to us. I am sure at his young age he would have never asked for cancer. As I feel at his age he should be worrying with issue that all young teenagers should deal with like what shoes to buy, clothes to wear, high school crushes, etc. However, God's plan is something different.
I cannot say that I know how the family feels but I pray that through it all they continue to find comfort and that with each day that sting they feel will be lightened as they know where their son is going, knowing they will have a special Angel watching over them. Remember, our place on Earth is only temporary and I hope that Lane's story inspires many to live their lives as Lane has lived his. https://www.facebook.com/#!/garrett.milby
Now I do not know Lane, but I have read a great deal about him, his family, and his struggle and my heart is saddened by the news/information that I have found about Lane. However, in what might seem to be viewed as a negative by many, I see positives. I hurt for his family, I get choked up as I see the picture of him and his brother lying there in the bed together. I realize though that this young man has endured and suffered a lot, but from photos of him and stories, I gain that he is an individual who is very optimistic, upbeat, full of life, with even a larger personality and knows exactly where he is headed.
As I said, I do not know Lane or his family but I feel attached, as it seems so many, feel the same way. The outward support that the community, state, country have sent to this young man brings about rejoicing. The simple act of building Facebook pages in support of Lane, to the Thumbs Up shows that we are still one of the greatest nations in the world. It shows that we still care about our neighbors. It shows there are many who still have compassion for others as they face adverse situations. However, it is Lane's faith that has struck me to the core.
In the face of such adversity Lane remains strong and courageous. He knows where he is going when God calls one of His chosen ones home. While this does not change the current events all those who have been touched can rest easy. Because Lane knows where he is headed. He is headed to a place of no suffering or pain.
I have always wondered why a young person and family would ever have to face such situations but am reminded that God has a plan for each of our lives. He knew us before we were born. He created us, gave us as gifts to our families and friends and the world around us.
What I take from Lane is this:
We can take with us the fact that no matter what life throws at us, keep our eyes on God. God has a plan for each of us. God grants us life. He gave us a life that we should cherish and embrace, living each day as its our last, because tomorrow is not promised. God never said it would be easy. God never said we would have all triumphs without trials. Nor did He promise that we would achieve and accomplish everything without any disappointments. In this one life, that now is touching many, we can see that God grants us a temporary home on Earth with an opportunity to make our everlasting home in Heaven. Lane Goodwin is an "ANGEL" sent to us. I am sure at his young age he would have never asked for cancer. As I feel at his age he should be worrying with issue that all young teenagers should deal with like what shoes to buy, clothes to wear, high school crushes, etc. However, God's plan is something different.
Friday, August 17, 2012
Curtis Martin Speech-Praise
“Out of
all the things that I have achieved, one of the things that I have learned, is
its not necessarily what you have achieved in life that matters most, but it’s
who you become in the process of those achievements that really matters.” – Curtis Martin
If you have about 30 minutes to spare. I highly recommend watching this speech by NFL Hall of Famer Curtis Martin. It truly is an inspiration.
He talks about his life growing up, the struggles and what caught me is that he never really liked football. The speech gave me some great motivation and perspective on my life.
I believe we all face a lot of adversity in our lives, lots of failures and disappointments, but instead of allowing those things to get us down and beat us up, lets try and find the positives.
I want to take a moment and give praise for all the things in my life. I am fortunate for everything I have been blessed with. Last night as I stopped by my parent-in-laws house, I left saying that the life I have been given, the struggles, the battles, the achievements, etc truly are all a part of God's plan. Each and every day I wake up, I am reminded that God has a plan that is greater than anything I could ever imagine. I feel so unworthy at times and I think we all lose sight of the many blessings that we can be thankful for.
So if you have not done it lately or maybe never done it at all, take a moment and thank God for the position He has placed you in good or bad, because at the end of the day He knows what He is doing. Do not make it generic and say Lord thank you, place a little authenticity to it. Be specific. List out the things you are thankful for: your family, job, home, etc. Also, take the time to ask Him to assist those around us who might be going through things that we know nothing of.
Remember when life is going great, its easy to praise Him for the things we have been blessed with. Its even easier to forget the struggles we have faced at points in our life. Still praise Him for that too. Because as I said He has a plan for each of us.
Blessings to each of you on this Friday.
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
Chick-fil-a Appreciation Day: Imagine what could happen if we took another stance
Mark 8:34
And calling the crowd to him with his disciples, he said to them, “If anyone would come after me, let him deny himself and take up his cross and follow me.
Today marked an interesting day in American Society. Millions of individuals flocked to Chick-fil-a to show support for our 1st Amendment Rights. Dan Cathy spoke out against homosexual relationships, but at no time did he express hatred towards homosexuals. He simply stated that he believed marriage should be between a man and a woman. The great thing about American is we each are entitled to our opinions. Many people and groups have tried to turn this into a religious matter. This was not a question of a religious matter as much as it was about people supporting their rights. Don't get me wrong, I am sure some people went to eat there, taking a religious stance, but the main point was to defend our right to free speech.
My issues is not about 1st Rights or religion. My biggest issue with all of this is as follows: If we can rally around a company who has religious faith and beliefs, or take a stance towards our rights then why can we not come together and express and take a stance about our faith and beliefs about God?
As I sat in Chick-fil-a with my wife, mother-in-law and father-in-law, the discussion came up about what could happen in this country and in this world if people came together and took a stance towards their Christian beliefs and said enough is enough. Imagine if millions of Christians came together and started to take a stance. How would things change? They say change is slow and I am sure it would be slow. Still we have to start some where.
In Mark 8:34 it says "If anyone would come after me, let him deny himself and take up his[her] cross and follow me.
Can you imagine what could/can be done if we started denying ourselves, stopped worrying about the backlash and criticism of the world and started to stand for what we believed in, what our founding fathers established the country upon. I mean taking a strong stance not a so-so stance.
Its obvious that in the world around us things are not what they once were. The economy is slowly going into a stand still, jobs are being lost, homes going into foreclosure, families being ruined, shall I go on.
The answer is simple, we started to allow people to remove God from not just a part of life but from every part of life and look where it has gotten us. Go and read the Old Testament and you will find that when God was involved things went well, when God was removed the outcomes were different.
So today could potentially lead into something more. But it can only lead into something more if we stand united. If we can take a strong stance for our 1st Amendment Rights then imagine what could happen if we came together and took a stance on placing God back into the world around us. Just a thought to ponder.
And calling the crowd to him with his disciples, he said to them, “If anyone would come after me, let him deny himself and take up his cross and follow me.
Today marked an interesting day in American Society. Millions of individuals flocked to Chick-fil-a to show support for our 1st Amendment Rights. Dan Cathy spoke out against homosexual relationships, but at no time did he express hatred towards homosexuals. He simply stated that he believed marriage should be between a man and a woman. The great thing about American is we each are entitled to our opinions. Many people and groups have tried to turn this into a religious matter. This was not a question of a religious matter as much as it was about people supporting their rights. Don't get me wrong, I am sure some people went to eat there, taking a religious stance, but the main point was to defend our right to free speech.
My issues is not about 1st Rights or religion. My biggest issue with all of this is as follows: If we can rally around a company who has religious faith and beliefs, or take a stance towards our rights then why can we not come together and express and take a stance about our faith and beliefs about God?
As I sat in Chick-fil-a with my wife, mother-in-law and father-in-law, the discussion came up about what could happen in this country and in this world if people came together and took a stance towards their Christian beliefs and said enough is enough. Imagine if millions of Christians came together and started to take a stance. How would things change? They say change is slow and I am sure it would be slow. Still we have to start some where.
In Mark 8:34 it says "If anyone would come after me, let him deny himself and take up his[her] cross and follow me.
Can you imagine what could/can be done if we started denying ourselves, stopped worrying about the backlash and criticism of the world and started to stand for what we believed in, what our founding fathers established the country upon. I mean taking a strong stance not a so-so stance.
Its obvious that in the world around us things are not what they once were. The economy is slowly going into a stand still, jobs are being lost, homes going into foreclosure, families being ruined, shall I go on.
The answer is simple, we started to allow people to remove God from not just a part of life but from every part of life and look where it has gotten us. Go and read the Old Testament and you will find that when God was involved things went well, when God was removed the outcomes were different.
So today could potentially lead into something more. But it can only lead into something more if we stand united. If we can take a strong stance for our 1st Amendment Rights then imagine what could happen if we came together and took a stance on placing God back into the world around us. Just a thought to ponder.
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
The Closing of One Chapter, The Starting of a New One
March 7, 2012
As I take a day to reflect on my career in the educational world as an admissions officer/representative, today brings about a bittersweet moment.
In September of 2006 I was awarded a job as a High School Presenter with Louisville Technical Institute (now Sullivan College of Technology and Design). Who knew that it would be the beginning of a bright future. I sought the job (looking for part-time work while going to school full-time) as I was debating what career path I would take as a college student. I wanted to be a teacher. However, instead of doing student teaching to find out if I wanted to teach. I food a job that would pay me to stand in front of classrooms and deliver presentations to the masses about their futures and about career opportunities that were out there. As a young, ambitious, driven young man, my reward was a promotion into the admissions world (cubicle life). I must say that I loved doing presentations, following a script and bringing my personal flare to the position. I connected with the kids, I respected the kids, and I feel they respected me as well. However, the inside job force was totally different. It was structured, set hours of operation, etc. I learned a lot, developed a lot of relationships and most importantly I grew professionally. I will admit it I was green so I probably didn't do as well as I could have done. But it was preparation for my future.
Then in March 2008, a little over a year in the business I took a leap of faith, quit my job, moved to Campbellsville, Ky, got married.
Then in June of 2008 as I was still looking for employment in Campbellsville, the call came that changed everything. I was offered a job with Lincoln College of Technology out of Indianapolis, IN. It was a prayer answered because I had just told the wife that I was going to have to go back to Louisville to get a job because nothing was working out at home (Prayer Answered). So on June 23, 2008 with 3 strangers sitting in a room (2 of whom have become great friends of mine Brian and Gary) the journey started.
Being an outside admissions representative is no easy task, it’s a lot of building of relationships, and I think I have been in over half the counties in Kentucky. I had to build my territory one county at a time, one school at a time, one student and family at a time. The first year was rough, I was away from home (a lot many nights sleeping in hotels, staying at my sisters, etc). Being a newlywed this job almost became a burden (it's hard to divide time between work and marriage when you average 80 hours a week of drive time and work time). I thank God that he gave Jetona patience to deal with such demands of her husband over the past almost 4 years. I will never say it was easy but God had his helping hand in the matter.
Then the change came, the Rebirth time. In Jan 2011, the job lost some of the perks (financial), they were expecting more results, less pay. I am not going to complain about the pay because I have been blessed by my job, it provided a lot for us and for that I am thankful. However, in a way it was a blessing in disguise because I no longer was driven by money and the desire to work harder to obtain it. 2011 was my year of rediscovering what truly matters in life. Between a job that lost its appeal, two family heart surgeries, some other personal news, the decision to follow God closer, etc. I WAS REBORN.
In September my territory was changed and with that brought about new opportunities to meet new people, to help a new group of students, etc. It was a blessing because those nights of hotel living, not getting into the house until 1 a.m. is over. The hours got better, but the demands stayed the same.
After almost 6 months in my new territory, I finally decided to make a change for me and my family. I finally received a job opportunity that would make a difference in my life. A job that would allow me the opportunity to get home a decent hour every day, an opportunity to pursue other interest in life, an opportunity to be free and be flexible with my time.
Did I mention that all this happened after the fact that I decided to follow God and his plan.
As Jeremiah 29: 11 says For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. (NEW LIFE VERSE)
I stopped trying to control the situation in my life, I stopped chasing money (if you haven't realized it yet we will never get enough of it). I realized that following God was more important and He has yet to fail me. It all happened in a two day period February 4-5, while driving in my vehicle. After I finally decided that money was no longer my obsession, finally decided that YES LORD I WILL FOLLOW YOU! I know that it was God's plan, not mine that I have received the rewards and blessings that have happened in the last month or so.
I will close with saying that yes today is a sad day in my life, I leave behind great friendships, amazing students and families, but today is also a dream come true as I thought it would never be possible to find an opportunity that would make a difference in my life and eventually the lives of those so close to me. As one chapter closes another one is being opened.
As I take a day to reflect on my career in the educational world as an admissions officer/representative, today brings about a bittersweet moment.
In September of 2006 I was awarded a job as a High School Presenter with Louisville Technical Institute (now Sullivan College of Technology and Design). Who knew that it would be the beginning of a bright future. I sought the job (looking for part-time work while going to school full-time) as I was debating what career path I would take as a college student. I wanted to be a teacher. However, instead of doing student teaching to find out if I wanted to teach. I food a job that would pay me to stand in front of classrooms and deliver presentations to the masses about their futures and about career opportunities that were out there. As a young, ambitious, driven young man, my reward was a promotion into the admissions world (cubicle life). I must say that I loved doing presentations, following a script and bringing my personal flare to the position. I connected with the kids, I respected the kids, and I feel they respected me as well. However, the inside job force was totally different. It was structured, set hours of operation, etc. I learned a lot, developed a lot of relationships and most importantly I grew professionally. I will admit it I was green so I probably didn't do as well as I could have done. But it was preparation for my future.
Then in March 2008, a little over a year in the business I took a leap of faith, quit my job, moved to Campbellsville, Ky, got married.
Then in June of 2008 as I was still looking for employment in Campbellsville, the call came that changed everything. I was offered a job with Lincoln College of Technology out of Indianapolis, IN. It was a prayer answered because I had just told the wife that I was going to have to go back to Louisville to get a job because nothing was working out at home (Prayer Answered). So on June 23, 2008 with 3 strangers sitting in a room (2 of whom have become great friends of mine Brian and Gary) the journey started.
Being an outside admissions representative is no easy task, it’s a lot of building of relationships, and I think I have been in over half the counties in Kentucky. I had to build my territory one county at a time, one school at a time, one student and family at a time. The first year was rough, I was away from home (a lot many nights sleeping in hotels, staying at my sisters, etc). Being a newlywed this job almost became a burden (it's hard to divide time between work and marriage when you average 80 hours a week of drive time and work time). I thank God that he gave Jetona patience to deal with such demands of her husband over the past almost 4 years. I will never say it was easy but God had his helping hand in the matter.
Then the change came, the Rebirth time. In Jan 2011, the job lost some of the perks (financial), they were expecting more results, less pay. I am not going to complain about the pay because I have been blessed by my job, it provided a lot for us and for that I am thankful. However, in a way it was a blessing in disguise because I no longer was driven by money and the desire to work harder to obtain it. 2011 was my year of rediscovering what truly matters in life. Between a job that lost its appeal, two family heart surgeries, some other personal news, the decision to follow God closer, etc. I WAS REBORN.
In September my territory was changed and with that brought about new opportunities to meet new people, to help a new group of students, etc. It was a blessing because those nights of hotel living, not getting into the house until 1 a.m. is over. The hours got better, but the demands stayed the same.
After almost 6 months in my new territory, I finally decided to make a change for me and my family. I finally received a job opportunity that would make a difference in my life. A job that would allow me the opportunity to get home a decent hour every day, an opportunity to pursue other interest in life, an opportunity to be free and be flexible with my time.
Did I mention that all this happened after the fact that I decided to follow God and his plan.
As Jeremiah 29: 11 says For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. (NEW LIFE VERSE)
I stopped trying to control the situation in my life, I stopped chasing money (if you haven't realized it yet we will never get enough of it). I realized that following God was more important and He has yet to fail me. It all happened in a two day period February 4-5, while driving in my vehicle. After I finally decided that money was no longer my obsession, finally decided that YES LORD I WILL FOLLOW YOU! I know that it was God's plan, not mine that I have received the rewards and blessings that have happened in the last month or so.
I will close with saying that yes today is a sad day in my life, I leave behind great friendships, amazing students and families, but today is also a dream come true as I thought it would never be possible to find an opportunity that would make a difference in my life and eventually the lives of those so close to me. As one chapter closes another one is being opened.
Sunday, February 26, 2012
Closing to Feb 26
Today was a wonderful day. I was able to deliver my second sermon to Greasy Creek Baptist Church. Trust was the subject of the day. I felt as if it was truly a message laid upon me from God above. The more I speak the more I am assured that I am doing right by the Lord.
A few highlights of this mornings sermon:
1. Faith and Trust are closely related however Faith is believing in something, Trust is knowing and as one put it Trust is putting faith in action.
2. We say we trust God, but do we trust him without hesitation and know that he will provide for us.
3. Are you ready to trust Him and let Him take control of your life?
4. Its easy to trust when all is going well, but can you still trust when life is a living hell.
5. God never said it would be easy, but if we trust in Him all things are possible.
In related news, my wife is starting to slowly recover and feel better. Thank you Lord. I ask that you continue to pray for her as I know God is in control over this situation and will heal her and put her back to herself soon.
Lastly, I would like to wish a early Happy Birthday to my grandmother Sue Price. I have been fortunate to call you mine for so long. I love you and I am grateful that God placed you in my life and me in yours. I couldn't have asked for a better woman to be labeled Granny.
A few highlights of this mornings sermon:
1. Faith and Trust are closely related however Faith is believing in something, Trust is knowing and as one put it Trust is putting faith in action.
2. We say we trust God, but do we trust him without hesitation and know that he will provide for us.
3. Are you ready to trust Him and let Him take control of your life?
4. Its easy to trust when all is going well, but can you still trust when life is a living hell.
5. God never said it would be easy, but if we trust in Him all things are possible.
In related news, my wife is starting to slowly recover and feel better. Thank you Lord. I ask that you continue to pray for her as I know God is in control over this situation and will heal her and put her back to herself soon.
Lastly, I would like to wish a early Happy Birthday to my grandmother Sue Price. I have been fortunate to call you mine for so long. I love you and I am grateful that God placed you in my life and me in yours. I couldn't have asked for a better woman to be labeled Granny.
Friday, February 24, 2012
Sunday Morning Sermon-Trust
One foggy night, the captain of a large ship saw what appeared to be another ship's lights approaching in the distance. This other ship was on a course that would mean a head-on collision. Quickly, the captain signaled to the approaching ship: "Please change your course 10 degrees west." The reply came blinking back through the thick fog: "You change your course 10 degree east."
Indignantly, the captain pulled rank and shot a message back to the other ship: I am a sea captain with 35 years experience. Change your course 10 degrees west!"
Without hesitation, the signal flashed back: "I am a seaman, fourth class. You change your course 10 degrees east!"
Enraged, the captain realized they were approaching each other quickly and would crash within minutes. So he blazed his final warning: "I am a 50,000 ton freighter. Change your course 10 degrees west!"
A simple message winked back: "I am a lighthouse. You change your course!"
Sometimes in life we need to change course when we are faced with the TRUTH.
Hope to see ya Sunday.
Indignantly, the captain pulled rank and shot a message back to the other ship: I am a sea captain with 35 years experience. Change your course 10 degrees west!"
Without hesitation, the signal flashed back: "I am a seaman, fourth class. You change your course 10 degrees east!"
Enraged, the captain realized they were approaching each other quickly and would crash within minutes. So he blazed his final warning: "I am a 50,000 ton freighter. Change your course 10 degrees west!"
A simple message winked back: "I am a lighthouse. You change your course!"
Sometimes in life we need to change course when we are faced with the TRUTH.
Hope to see ya Sunday.
Monday, February 20, 2012
Challenge
Last night 2/19/2012.
While we attended Greensburg Church of the Nazerene in rural Kentucky, Bro Greenway made an everlasting impression on me and Jetona. While going through his on struggles with a death in the family he God used this man and spoke to the crowd there. Finally, I understand all of that reading in Exodus about the tabernacle they build, so that was a teaching moment for me. However, it was what he said about following God that struck me the most. A week prior I delivered a message about The Race and Running With God. What Bro. Greenway said was to praise God all the day long. Not just in the morning, not just in the afternoon, not at night before bed. But ALL DAY LONG!!!!
So as we were driving home last night I laid the challenge out, to PRAISE GOD ALL DAY. I told Jetona when she woke up out of bed that I wanted her to shout to the Lord and praise him, I let her know that due to the fact that I can sleep through anything this would not bother me. In return when I wake up I will not do it unless she is already awake, because she has a tough time returning to sleep. Well morning has come and I heard it. It made me smile.
Folks I am not hear to tell you what to do, when to do it, how to do it, etc. But I offer a challenge to each of you. Let's start praising the Lord daily, lets dive into the Bible and start to digest it more than just In the beginning God created (Gen 1:1), or the stories about Arks, Ten Commandments, The Birth, The Death, The Resurrection, etc. Don't get me wrong its great to know all of these stories, but it's what we do with these stories.
So how many of you will jump on the challenge with me and my family?
While we attended Greensburg Church of the Nazerene in rural Kentucky, Bro Greenway made an everlasting impression on me and Jetona. While going through his on struggles with a death in the family he God used this man and spoke to the crowd there. Finally, I understand all of that reading in Exodus about the tabernacle they build, so that was a teaching moment for me. However, it was what he said about following God that struck me the most. A week prior I delivered a message about The Race and Running With God. What Bro. Greenway said was to praise God all the day long. Not just in the morning, not just in the afternoon, not at night before bed. But ALL DAY LONG!!!!
So as we were driving home last night I laid the challenge out, to PRAISE GOD ALL DAY. I told Jetona when she woke up out of bed that I wanted her to shout to the Lord and praise him, I let her know that due to the fact that I can sleep through anything this would not bother me. In return when I wake up I will not do it unless she is already awake, because she has a tough time returning to sleep. Well morning has come and I heard it. It made me smile.
Folks I am not hear to tell you what to do, when to do it, how to do it, etc. But I offer a challenge to each of you. Let's start praising the Lord daily, lets dive into the Bible and start to digest it more than just In the beginning God created (Gen 1:1), or the stories about Arks, Ten Commandments, The Birth, The Death, The Resurrection, etc. Don't get me wrong its great to know all of these stories, but it's what we do with these stories.
So how many of you will jump on the challenge with me and my family?
Friday, February 17, 2012
The Race: I Am Not A Runner
Please feel free to watch my first sermon I gave at Bethlehem Baptist Church in Greensburg, KY on Feb 12. God works in mysterious ways and I have never been closer. Keeping my faith and trust in Him.
For over 28 years I have been running and finally in year 29 I have started to see the light. The time my fellow brothers and sisters is now. Its upon us to find what our purpose is and not be like Jonah and run from our calling and purpose.
http://www.bbcstar.org/media/sermons/?p=641
God Bless and have a wonderful weekend.
For over 28 years I have been running and finally in year 29 I have started to see the light. The time my fellow brothers and sisters is now. Its upon us to find what our purpose is and not be like Jonah and run from our calling and purpose.
http://www.bbcstar.org/media/sermons/?p=641
God Bless and have a wonderful weekend.
Sunday, September 4, 2011
Tick, Tick, Tick, A Life Lesson.....
I sit in a isolated room waiting for the opportunity to go home from my annual training. Yesterday as my plane got brought back to the ground and I was letting Jetona know of my current situation, she informed me that my father has to go back into surgery, yet again. It's his heart. Makes me question what is truly wrong with such a man. I sat in silence and held back my true emotions because I did not feel like being bothered by all those around me with questions of what is wrong? It'll be okays. Etc. I just wanted to sit in silence for a few moments.
As one of my earliest post explained my father is my hero. He was the one who helped shape me into the man I am today. While I sit 3,000 miles away I find out that he is not as well as he thinks. I feel helpless that I can not help him during this time in his life. I know that he wouldn't want it any other way as he would want me on the trip, etc.
Here Is My Life Lesson:
I view my dad as a wealthy man. He's rich. I do not measure my dad in terms of worldly possessions, the number of friends his has, the money in his bank account, etc. I measure my father's worth in the values and morals that he taught me, the numerous sacrifices that he made for me growing up, those father-son pep talks, the value of hard work, being a provider, etc. However, over the past few months I think he gave me the greatest gift of all. THE KNOWLEDGE THAT WORKING HARD ALL YOUR LIFE IS NOT WORTH IT. I value the hard work and dedication my father has put into his work and farms. No one can say that he isn't a hard worker. However, its that lesson that he has passed on to me that I cherish more than anything. I have realized that at the end of the day money, honors, rewards, etc do not amount to squat when at the end of the day you have worked yourself to death, FOR WHAT? To say that you have something someone else doesn't, to have to the new toy, to provide just a little more for your family. It is through this bout of struggles that I have found the truest meaning of the work/life balance. I once had a teacher tell me that he got into teaching not for the money but for the time.
After watching my father battle these last weeks and months I realize that time is the one thing we can never get any more of, we can't buy it, can't get more of it by wishing for it, etc. Time is elusive, it comes, it goes, sometime is passes fast, sometimes it passes slow, but when its gone, well its gone. My friends, my family, as time goes on it waits for no one. It does not care about what you have or haven't done, what you have or do not have. Time will continue to pass us by, tick tick tick. Old Father Time is taking moments off our lives daily. I have a task for you. Look at your life, what are you missing out on that you could be doing, places you could be going, or how about time you could be spending with that special someone(s) in your life. I task you to make some time for yourself this week, make sometime for someone in your life that means more to you than anything else in this world. Do not let time pass you by, because when its gone, its gone. Tick, Tick, Tick...
As one of my earliest post explained my father is my hero. He was the one who helped shape me into the man I am today. While I sit 3,000 miles away I find out that he is not as well as he thinks. I feel helpless that I can not help him during this time in his life. I know that he wouldn't want it any other way as he would want me on the trip, etc.
Here Is My Life Lesson:
I view my dad as a wealthy man. He's rich. I do not measure my dad in terms of worldly possessions, the number of friends his has, the money in his bank account, etc. I measure my father's worth in the values and morals that he taught me, the numerous sacrifices that he made for me growing up, those father-son pep talks, the value of hard work, being a provider, etc. However, over the past few months I think he gave me the greatest gift of all. THE KNOWLEDGE THAT WORKING HARD ALL YOUR LIFE IS NOT WORTH IT. I value the hard work and dedication my father has put into his work and farms. No one can say that he isn't a hard worker. However, its that lesson that he has passed on to me that I cherish more than anything. I have realized that at the end of the day money, honors, rewards, etc do not amount to squat when at the end of the day you have worked yourself to death, FOR WHAT? To say that you have something someone else doesn't, to have to the new toy, to provide just a little more for your family. It is through this bout of struggles that I have found the truest meaning of the work/life balance. I once had a teacher tell me that he got into teaching not for the money but for the time.
After watching my father battle these last weeks and months I realize that time is the one thing we can never get any more of, we can't buy it, can't get more of it by wishing for it, etc. Time is elusive, it comes, it goes, sometime is passes fast, sometimes it passes slow, but when its gone, well its gone. My friends, my family, as time goes on it waits for no one. It does not care about what you have or haven't done, what you have or do not have. Time will continue to pass us by, tick tick tick. Old Father Time is taking moments off our lives daily. I have a task for you. Look at your life, what are you missing out on that you could be doing, places you could be going, or how about time you could be spending with that special someone(s) in your life. I task you to make some time for yourself this week, make sometime for someone in your life that means more to you than anything else in this world. Do not let time pass you by, because when its gone, its gone. Tick, Tick, Tick...
Friday, July 22, 2011
Update on Dad
So it is Day 5. Still not sure what is going on. Might be thyroid, infection, heart, kidney, liver, and I am sure might be something else.
We are praying, stressed, worried, laughing, I am sure we are crying, what thoughts do you not have when you see a loved one in the hospital. Today has been the most trying one of all. Dad, went for fluid withdrawal and well his Blood Pressure bottomed out and he almost flat-lined. I was not there but had a fear come over me that was so strong it was difficult to deal with. Made it to the hospital and he was doing some what better. Most recent update he has been moved to ICU, so he can be monitored more closely.
The thing is, what does it all mean? I do not question the man upstairs. You know they always say God never puts more on you than you can handle. Agreed. I am sure there is some hidden meaning behind it all.
Here is the thing. I am not immune to hospital scares, close calls, etc. But when it becomes someone so near and dear to your heart, someone that you know would do anything for you at anytime if needed, who has provided love and comfort for so many years, etc it becomes difficult to be apart of it all. He was there for me when I was young and there for me now, but it is so difficult because he is my hero and right now I cannot help the hero get back up. He has fallen.. But there is one good thing about all those hero stories, they usually rise again. I know God will give him the strength he needs to get back up and conquer the world.
I do not want to appear as selfish because I know so many have lost loved ones as well. But I am slowly feeling the pain that you have, or have had. My thoughts are with you and your families as you have dealt with or dealing with the same struggles that face me and my family now. I have FAITH that GOD has a plan and he will watch over dad.
We love you dad.
We are praying, stressed, worried, laughing, I am sure we are crying, what thoughts do you not have when you see a loved one in the hospital. Today has been the most trying one of all. Dad, went for fluid withdrawal and well his Blood Pressure bottomed out and he almost flat-lined. I was not there but had a fear come over me that was so strong it was difficult to deal with. Made it to the hospital and he was doing some what better. Most recent update he has been moved to ICU, so he can be monitored more closely.
The thing is, what does it all mean? I do not question the man upstairs. You know they always say God never puts more on you than you can handle. Agreed. I am sure there is some hidden meaning behind it all.
Here is the thing. I am not immune to hospital scares, close calls, etc. But when it becomes someone so near and dear to your heart, someone that you know would do anything for you at anytime if needed, who has provided love and comfort for so many years, etc it becomes difficult to be apart of it all. He was there for me when I was young and there for me now, but it is so difficult because he is my hero and right now I cannot help the hero get back up. He has fallen.. But there is one good thing about all those hero stories, they usually rise again. I know God will give him the strength he needs to get back up and conquer the world.
I do not want to appear as selfish because I know so many have lost loved ones as well. But I am slowly feeling the pain that you have, or have had. My thoughts are with you and your families as you have dealt with or dealing with the same struggles that face me and my family now. I have FAITH that GOD has a plan and he will watch over dad.
We love you dad.
Monday, July 18, 2011
The Mortal Man
I ask for your prayers as I blog with a heavy heart.
Tonight I finally witnessed the weakness of a man that I hold dear to my heart. At roughly 600pm I was contacted by Jetona as she let me know my father was being admitted to the hospital for the first time in his life. At this time there are no known problems just more precautionary measures being taken by the doctors.
As I drove home on I-65 the realization that my father is no immortal human being began to set in. I finally realized that the man I grew up looking up to, the man I longed to be, the man I placed above others, the man I thought was Superman, is nothing more than just that, a human being, he is a man in the truest form. While I have known for all my life that he bleeds, he cries, he gets mad, is happy, gets hurt, sick, etc today brought to the forefront of my mind that at anytime, no matter how powerful, how magical, how indestructible, how unbreakable, how strong, or how super, the truth is we all are prone to the elements of this world (psychologically, physically, emotionally, etc). My father is by no means perfect (I'll admit it), he is not indestructible, untouchable, he is not superhuman, but in my eyes he was/is. But while sitting there watching him in that hospital bedroom I realized that one day this will end up possibly being his final destination, as God calls one of his children home. I sat there and looked at a man who for my 28 years plus has never needed or asked anything from anyone, but I sat there and watched a man that I realized at some point is going to need someone. My father is 51 years old and I finally saw in his eyes a small bit of fear (though he would never admit to it). But through the fear, being the strong man that he is, he constantly told me and reassured me that it was going to be ok, that he was going to be fine. I sat there and wondered how can he be so sure, I found myself telling him the things I have only seen in movies, Dad we need you home, you got to battle through whatever this is, etc. For many of you who know me you know that I tend to have a big soft side, I tend to get somewhat emotional (ok really emotional). But tonight I finally realized that he is not invincible, but that he is MORTAL!
Tonight I finally witnessed the weakness of a man that I hold dear to my heart. At roughly 600pm I was contacted by Jetona as she let me know my father was being admitted to the hospital for the first time in his life. At this time there are no known problems just more precautionary measures being taken by the doctors.
As I drove home on I-65 the realization that my father is no immortal human being began to set in. I finally realized that the man I grew up looking up to, the man I longed to be, the man I placed above others, the man I thought was Superman, is nothing more than just that, a human being, he is a man in the truest form. While I have known for all my life that he bleeds, he cries, he gets mad, is happy, gets hurt, sick, etc today brought to the forefront of my mind that at anytime, no matter how powerful, how magical, how indestructible, how unbreakable, how strong, or how super, the truth is we all are prone to the elements of this world (psychologically, physically, emotionally, etc). My father is by no means perfect (I'll admit it), he is not indestructible, untouchable, he is not superhuman, but in my eyes he was/is. But while sitting there watching him in that hospital bedroom I realized that one day this will end up possibly being his final destination, as God calls one of his children home. I sat there and looked at a man who for my 28 years plus has never needed or asked anything from anyone, but I sat there and watched a man that I realized at some point is going to need someone. My father is 51 years old and I finally saw in his eyes a small bit of fear (though he would never admit to it). But through the fear, being the strong man that he is, he constantly told me and reassured me that it was going to be ok, that he was going to be fine. I sat there and wondered how can he be so sure, I found myself telling him the things I have only seen in movies, Dad we need you home, you got to battle through whatever this is, etc. For many of you who know me you know that I tend to have a big soft side, I tend to get somewhat emotional (ok really emotional). But tonight I finally realized that he is not invincible, but that he is MORTAL!
I leave you with the following verse:
Deuteronomy 31:6 ESV / 113 helpful votes
Be strong and courageous. Do not fear or be in dread of them, for it is the Lord your God who goes with you. He will not leave you or forsake you.”Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Making/Taking Vows
What is a vow?
In society most of us think of vows as what we do the day we stand up and make a commitment to get married. This is true. However, vows are more than just something we do at marriage time. Making a promise to do something, committing our time, talents, etc to a purpose is making a vow. So why do we break vows so often? In my case I tend to make a lot of promises: I'll do the dishes, take out the trash etc. I usually always put a clause in there but I'll do it in a minute. Sometimes that minute turns to 15 and sometimes it goes forgotten. Was it intentionally forgotten, No. I get side tracked, a lot. But the point is I committed to doing something so I should just do it. It's hard to change bad habits.
As we have been doing to devotion we came across a section called The Magnitude of Vows here are few things I would like to share with you about vows.
First Numbers 30:2 says When a man makes a vow to the Lord or takes an oath to obligate himself by a pledge, he must not break his word but must do everything he said.
So in layman's terms, your only as good as your word.
Second, a marriage perspective: we make commitments to our significant other. We say we are going to love, obey, cherish, etc. Some of us take that as a serious commitment and others see it as unfulfilled truths. But there is one person that takes those vows very serious, God.
Third, Gods word. If you look back over the Bible and know even just a little His word is not broken. He sent His son to die for us, Check. He said that Jesus would arise again, Check. He told Moses to go to Egypt and to set his people free and in doing so they would be rewarded with the Promise Land, Check. The Bible is filled with these promises/vows and well He has delivered on all of them. And these are no little promises might I remind you, these are HUGE.
So why is it that when we say we are going to do something, when we commit, when we vow. It is so easy to break promises. Every time we make a promise (to a loved one, to a friend, to work, to God) we are held accountable to those promises. So let your yes mean yes and your no mean no (Matt 5:37).
So I task that start by taking is slow and easy, build up our commitments and follow through on them. If you are married recommit yourself to honor, cherish, from this day on. If not married commit to yourself that when you say you are going to do it do it. Of course, this doesn't mean things will not happen or come up that requires you to tweak the circumstance. I look forward to hearing you success stories or difficulties that you might have. But together with God's assistance we can do this.
God Bless!
In society most of us think of vows as what we do the day we stand up and make a commitment to get married. This is true. However, vows are more than just something we do at marriage time. Making a promise to do something, committing our time, talents, etc to a purpose is making a vow. So why do we break vows so often? In my case I tend to make a lot of promises: I'll do the dishes, take out the trash etc. I usually always put a clause in there but I'll do it in a minute. Sometimes that minute turns to 15 and sometimes it goes forgotten. Was it intentionally forgotten, No. I get side tracked, a lot. But the point is I committed to doing something so I should just do it. It's hard to change bad habits.
As we have been doing to devotion we came across a section called The Magnitude of Vows here are few things I would like to share with you about vows.
First Numbers 30:2 says When a man makes a vow to the Lord or takes an oath to obligate himself by a pledge, he must not break his word but must do everything he said.
So in layman's terms, your only as good as your word.
Second, a marriage perspective: we make commitments to our significant other. We say we are going to love, obey, cherish, etc. Some of us take that as a serious commitment and others see it as unfulfilled truths. But there is one person that takes those vows very serious, God.
Third, Gods word. If you look back over the Bible and know even just a little His word is not broken. He sent His son to die for us, Check. He said that Jesus would arise again, Check. He told Moses to go to Egypt and to set his people free and in doing so they would be rewarded with the Promise Land, Check. The Bible is filled with these promises/vows and well He has delivered on all of them. And these are no little promises might I remind you, these are HUGE.
So why is it that when we say we are going to do something, when we commit, when we vow. It is so easy to break promises. Every time we make a promise (to a loved one, to a friend, to work, to God) we are held accountable to those promises. So let your yes mean yes and your no mean no (Matt 5:37).
So I task that start by taking is slow and easy, build up our commitments and follow through on them. If you are married recommit yourself to honor, cherish, from this day on. If not married commit to yourself that when you say you are going to do it do it. Of course, this doesn't mean things will not happen or come up that requires you to tweak the circumstance. I look forward to hearing you success stories or difficulties that you might have. But together with God's assistance we can do this.
God Bless!
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Father's Day Part II
My friend Ron Chilton posted this the other day on his facebook page. I hope you enjoy. Dad/Father's remember that even on those days that you feel so tired, so worn out, like life is getting you down that we children are storing memories that mean more to us than you ever know.
here is the link to the video:
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I love you Dad.
here is the link to the video:
http://www.simpletruths.com/spp_TIMEoptin.html
In addition to the link I have posted photos of one of the best days of my life. It is my wedding day. I married my best friend that day but more importantly my dad stood up with me as my best man. I am not sure if he knows how much that meant to me but these photos are of us as he attempted to do a toast.
In addition to the link I have posted photos of one of the best days of my life. It is my wedding day. I married my best friend that day but more importantly my dad stood up with me as my best man. I am not sure if he knows how much that meant to me but these photos are of us as he attempted to do a toast.
I love you Dad. Happy Fathers Day
Hello Friends,
It has been awhile. I am sorry if you have missed reading my post. Recently, I started back to college, between college, work, life, etc I have neglected my blog. I will try to get better in the coming days.
However, today is a great day. Today is Father's Day. For all of us out there at some point and time in life we have been blessed to have a FATHER (still living, past on, estranged, etc). We have the Earthly one here and then the greatest of all in Heaven. So with it being Father's Day, it made me ponder what is a Father? According to Webster Dictionary
I am posting a piece by Paul Harvey.
What Is a Father?
A father is a person who is forced to endure
childbirth without an anesthetic. He growls
when he feels good and laughs very loud
when he is scared half-to-death.
A father never feels entirely worthy of the
worship in a child’s eyes. He is never quite
the hero his daughter thinks. Never quite the man
his son believes him to be. And this worries him
sometimes. (So he works too hard to try to
smooth the rough places in the road of those
of his own who will follow him.)
A father is a person who goes to war sometimes
…and would run the other way, except that war
is part of an important job in his life (which is
making the world better for his child than it has
been for him).
Fathers grow older faster than other people,
because they, in other wars, have to stand at the
train station and wave goodbye to the uniform that
climbs on board. And, while mothers cry where it
shows, fathers stand and beam … outside …
and die inside.
Fathers are men who give daughters away to other
men who aren’t nearly good enough, so that they
can have children that are smarter than anybody’s.
Fathers fight dragons almost daily. They hurry
away from the breakfast table off to the arena,
which is sometimes called an office or a workshop.
There they tackle the dragon with three heads —
Weariness, Work, and Monotony. And they never
quite win the fight, but they never give up.
Knights in shining armor; fathers in shiny trousers.
There’s little difference as they march away each
workday.
I trust that you will be able to honor your father,
either in person or as you share with others what’s
in your memory about your dad.
I hope you dads out there will be a blessing to
your families and that you will be blessed by
your families.
It has been awhile. I am sorry if you have missed reading my post. Recently, I started back to college, between college, work, life, etc I have neglected my blog. I will try to get better in the coming days.
However, today is a great day. Today is Father's Day. For all of us out there at some point and time in life we have been blessed to have a FATHER (still living, past on, estranged, etc). We have the Earthly one here and then the greatest of all in Heaven. So with it being Father's Day, it made me ponder what is a Father? According to Webster Dictionary
a : a man who has begotten a child; also : sire 3 b capitalized (1) : God1 (2) : the first person of the Trinity
Additional definitions:
- man who is parent: a man who is the parent of a human being, or a male animal that has produced offspring
- man acting as parent: a man who brings up and looks after a child as if he were its father
- man who is ancestor: a man who is an ancestor, especially the founder of a family or people
However, I do not feel that those definitions define a father. I have been blessed to have numerous father figures in my life. Ranging from my dad, both grandfathers, a father-in-law and many other men who have had a hand in molding me into the man I am today. Most people think of fathers as providers, they are suppose to be strong for their families, lend advice, be there when the world turns their back on you, teach you life lessons, etc. I believe a father is a person who should be there no matter what, be that person that you can depend on in a split second, offer encourging words, mold you into the person you shall become.
I am currently 28 years old and two of the most influential men in my life are my father and my grandfather from both I have learned many valuable lessons. From both of these men I have learned how to love, how to show compassion, how to work hard, how to stand up for what you believe in, how to provide for your family, how to share a encouraging word, the list goes on. From these men I have been molded into the man I am today and I thank the good Lord above that he placed me into their lives and most importantly me into theirs. I am proud to call both of you "father" in some form of the word.
I found this on a website that Paul Harvey had to say about Father's
In honor of Father’s Day this coming Sunday,I am posting a piece by Paul Harvey.
What Is a Father?
A father is a person who is forced to endure
childbirth without an anesthetic. He growls
when he feels good and laughs very loud
when he is scared half-to-death.
A father never feels entirely worthy of the
worship in a child’s eyes. He is never quite
the hero his daughter thinks. Never quite the man
his son believes him to be. And this worries him
sometimes. (So he works too hard to try to
smooth the rough places in the road of those
of his own who will follow him.)
A father is a person who goes to war sometimes
…and would run the other way, except that war
is part of an important job in his life (which is
making the world better for his child than it has
been for him).
Fathers grow older faster than other people,
because they, in other wars, have to stand at the
train station and wave goodbye to the uniform that
climbs on board. And, while mothers cry where it
shows, fathers stand and beam … outside …
and die inside.
Fathers are men who give daughters away to other
men who aren’t nearly good enough, so that they
can have children that are smarter than anybody’s.
Fathers fight dragons almost daily. They hurry
away from the breakfast table off to the arena,
which is sometimes called an office or a workshop.
There they tackle the dragon with three heads —
Weariness, Work, and Monotony. And they never
quite win the fight, but they never give up.
Knights in shining armor; fathers in shiny trousers.
There’s little difference as they march away each
workday.
I trust that you will be able to honor your father,
either in person or as you share with others what’s
in your memory about your dad.
I hope you dads out there will be a blessing to
your families and that you will be blessed by
your families.
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Something Found on my Email
Something to Ponder,
Dear All,
PLEASE ENSURE YOU READ THIS TO THE END, PREFERABLY WHEN YOU ARE LESS BUSY.
Dear All,
PLEASE ENSURE YOU READ THIS TO THE END, PREFERABLY WHEN YOU ARE LESS BUSY.
I can only imagine...
Heaven as written by a 17 Year Old Boy
This is excellent and really gets you thinking about what will happen in Heaven.
17-year-old Brian Moore had only a short time to write something for a class. The subject was what Heaven was like. "I wowed 'em," he later told his father, Bruce. "It's a killer. It's the bomb. It's the best thing I ever wrote." It also was the last.
Brian's parents had forgotten about the essay when a cousin found it while cleaning out the teenager's locker at Teays Valley High School in Pickaway County.
Brian had been dead only hours, but his parents desperately wanted every piece of his life near them, notes from classmates and teachers, and his homework. Only two months before, he had handwritten the essay about encountering Jesus in a file room full of cards detailing every moment of the teen's life. But it was only after Brian's death that Beth and Bruce Moore realized that their son had described his view of heaven.
It makes such an impact that people want to share it. "You feel like you are there," Mr. Moore said.. Brian Moore died May 27, 1997, the day after Memorial Day. He was driving home from a friend's house when his car went off Bulen-Pierce Road in Pickaway County and struck a utility pole. He emerged from the wreck unharmed but stepped on a downed power line and was electrocuted.
The Moore 's framed a copy of Brian's essay and hung it among the family portraits in the living room. "I think God used him to make a point. I think we were meant to find it and make something out of it," Mrs. Moore said of the essay. She and her husband want to share their son's vision of life after death. "I'm happy for Brian. I know he's in heaven. I know I'll see him.
Here is Brian's essay entitled:
" The Room.."
In that place between wakefulness and dreams, I found myself in the room. There were no distinguishing features except for the one wall covered with small index card files. They were like the ones in libraries that list titles by author or subject in alphabetical order. But these files, which stretched from floor to ceiling and seemingly endless in either direction, had very different headings.
As I drew near the wall of files, the first to catch my attention was one that read "Girls I have liked." I opened it and began flipping through the cards. I quickly shut it, shocked to realize that I recognized the names written on each one. And then without being told, I knew exactly where I was. This lifeless room with its small files was a crude catalog system for my life. Here were written the actions of my every moment, big and small, in a detail my memory couldn't match. A sense of wonder and curiosity, coupled with horror, stirred within me as I began randomly opening files and exploring their content. Some brought joy and sweet memories; others a sense of shame and regret so intense that I would look over my shoulder to see if anyone was watching.
A file named "Friends" was next to one marked "Friends I have betrayed." The titles ranged from the mundane to the outright weird. "Books I Have Read," "Lies I Have Told," "Comfort I have Given," "Jokes I Have Laughed at."
Some were almost hilarious in their exactness: "Things I've yelled at my brothers." Others I couldn't laugh at: "Things I Have Done in My Anger", "Things I Have Muttered Under My Breath at My Parents." I never ceased to be surprised by the contents Often there were many more cards than expected. Sometimes fewer than I hoped. I was overwhelmed by the sheer volume of the life I had lived.
Could it be possible that I had the time in my years to fill each of these thousands or even millions of cards? But each card confirmed this truth. Each was written in my own handwriting. Each signed with my signature.
When I pulled out the file marked "TV Shows I have watched," I realized the files grew to contain their contents. The cards were packed tightly, and yet after two or three yards, I hadn't found the end of the file. I shut it, shamed, not so much by the quality of shows but more by the vast time I knew that file represented.
When I came to a file marked "Lustful Thoughts," I felt a chill run through my body. I pulled the file out only an inch, not willing to test its size, and drew out a card. I shuddered at its detailed content. I felt sick to think that such a moment had been recorded. An almost animal rage broke on me.
One thought dominated my mind: No one must ever see these cards! No one must ever see this room! I have to destroy them!" In insane frenzy I yanked the file out. Its size didn't matter now. I had to empty it and burn the cards...
But as I took it at one end and began pounding it on the floor, I could not dislodge a single card. I became desperate and pulled out a card, only to find it as strong as steel when I tried to tear it. Defeated and utterly helpless, I returned the file to its slot. Leaning my forehead against the wall, I let out a long, self-pitying sigh.
And then I saw it. The title bore "People I Have Shared the Gospel With." The handle was brighter than those around it, newer, almost unused. I pulled on its handle and a small box not more than three inches long fell into my hands. I could count the cards it contained on one hand.
And then the tears came. I began to weep. Sobs so deep that they hurt. They started in my stomach and shook through me. I fell on my knees and cried. I cried out of shame, from the overwhelming shame of it all. The rows of file shelves swirled in my tear-filled eyes.. No one must ever, ever know of this room. I must lock it up and hide the key. But then as I pushed away the tears, I saw Him.
No, please not Him. Not here. Oh, anyone but Jesus. I watched helplessly as He began to open the files and read the cards. I couldn't bear to watch His response. And in the moments I could bring myself to look at His face, I saw a sorrow deeper than my own. He seemed to intuitively go to the worst boxes.
Why did He have to read every one? Finally He turned and looked at me from across the room. He looked at me with pity in His eyes. But this was a pity that didn't anger me. I dropped my head, covered my face with my hands and began to cry again. He walked over and put His arm around me. He could have said so many things. But He didn't say a word. He just cried with me.
Then He got up and walked back to the wall of files. Starting at one end of the room, He took out a file and, one by one, began to sign His name over mine on each card. "No!" I shouted rushing to Him. All I could find to say was "No, no," as I pulled the card from Him.. His name shouldn't be on these cards. But there it was, written in red so rich, so dark, and so alive.
The name of Jesus covered mine. It was written with His blood. He gently took the card back He smiled a sad smile and began to sign the cards. I don't think I'll ever understand how He did it so quickly, but the next instant it seemed I heard Him close the last file and walk back to my side. He placed His hand on my shoulder and said, "It is finished."
I stood up, and He led me out of the room. There was no lock on its door. There were still cards to be written.
"For God so loved the world that He gave His only Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life." John 3:16
If you feel the same way forward it to as many people as you can so the love of Jesus will touch their lives also. My "People I shared the gospel with" file just got bigger, how about yours?
Monday, May 9, 2011
Basics of Life
As a child growing up in the Milby household, Mom Linda would blare 4Him during here cleaning duties. This is just one of many songs that has stuck with me through my life. The Basics of Life.
Over the past few weeks I have been overwhelmed with many of the stressors life can place upon one's life, work, going back to college, trying to make career changes, etc. However, some where along the way I have started to try and take control out of God's hands. During my reading of Crazy Love Chan said worry implies we don't quite trust that God is big enough, powerful enough, or loving enough to take care of what's happening in our lives. Stress says that the things we are involved in are important enough to merit our impatience. So I guess I am stuck between the two of them.
I have never been a control freak, nor have a been the type of person that needs the here and now. But lately I am trying to get the here and now and not allowing for God to run His plan in my life and for that I am sorry. Getting back to the basics is my motto for the week.
As Mom Linda has always told me via
So I hope that if you are having a bad week, stressed about decisions, etc read this verse a few times over, watch the video. I hope that it can bring about some comfort to your current situation(s).
Blessings to all.
Feel free to post your thoughts, concerns etc.
Over the past few weeks I have been overwhelmed with many of the stressors life can place upon one's life, work, going back to college, trying to make career changes, etc. However, some where along the way I have started to try and take control out of God's hands. During my reading of Crazy Love Chan said worry implies we don't quite trust that God is big enough, powerful enough, or loving enough to take care of what's happening in our lives. Stress says that the things we are involved in are important enough to merit our impatience. So I guess I am stuck between the two of them.
I have never been a control freak, nor have a been the type of person that needs the here and now. But lately I am trying to get the here and now and not allowing for God to run His plan in my life and for that I am sorry. Getting back to the basics is my motto for the week.
As Mom Linda has always told me via
Proverbs 3:5-6 Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and do not lean on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make straight your paths.
And then one verse that I came across
John 14:1 “Let not your hearts be troubled. Believe in God; believe also in me.
My motivation for the week is to just give Him the burdens and let Him take care of the rest for He has a plan for me.So I hope that if you are having a bad week, stressed about decisions, etc read this verse a few times over, watch the video. I hope that it can bring about some comfort to your current situation(s).
Blessings to all.
Feel free to post your thoughts, concerns etc.
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Happy Mothers Day
I would just like to take the time to say Happy Mothers Day to all the women around the world today. It is a great pleasure to say that as I have had so many GREAT women in my life. I will be the first to admit that they aren't perfect, but viewed through my perspective they are.
God knew exactly what He was doing when He placed women on Earth (and the Bible gives us many great references to just how important women are in our lives). He knew that we men needed to have a counterpart that would be nuturing, caring, Motherly, gentle, stearn, loving, compassionate, I could go on. So thank you God.
It brings me great honor to honor all the women (Jetona, Mom Kathy, Mom Linda, Mom Rhonda, Granny Sue, Aunt Karen, Jaime, Audrey Ashley, and those who have been called up yonder) in my life. Each of you have had some hand in shaping and molding me. I appreciate each of you and your numerous contributions you have made in my life. I can not repay any of you for all that you have done, so I will just express it here. THANK YOU, I LOVE YOU ALL. HAVE A GREAT AND BLESSED DAY.
God knew exactly what He was doing when He placed women on Earth (and the Bible gives us many great references to just how important women are in our lives). He knew that we men needed to have a counterpart that would be nuturing, caring, Motherly, gentle, stearn, loving, compassionate, I could go on. So thank you God.
It brings me great honor to honor all the women (Jetona, Mom Kathy, Mom Linda, Mom Rhonda, Granny Sue, Aunt Karen, Jaime, Audrey Ashley, and those who have been called up yonder) in my life. Each of you have had some hand in shaping and molding me. I appreciate each of you and your numerous contributions you have made in my life. I can not repay any of you for all that you have done, so I will just express it here. THANK YOU, I LOVE YOU ALL. HAVE A GREAT AND BLESSED DAY.
Monday, May 2, 2011
The Inspiration of Rich Mullins
I am not sure if many of you know the story of Rich Mullins. But in Sept 1997 he was taken from this world in a vehicle accident when he lost control of the vehicle he and a friend were in. Both were ejected from the vehicle and Rich was thrown into an on coming semi tractor trailor.
The reason I bring up Rich is because he was a simple man, called upon by God to do His will and way. Rich took a lot of heat because of his laid back demeanor, he was known for going on stage without shoes, unshaven, etc. You will see in a video I have shared below that he is nothing more than just a mere human being nothing flashy, nothing special but his love for God. He wrote several note worthy songs, Step by Step, Awesome God, etc Each has been covered by other Christian singers over the past 14 years. But here is what amazed me more than anything. (Rich even with all his success, never became as well knows as the likes of Michael W. Smith, Ray Boltz, etc.) He lived off a modest average mans salary about 24k a year. He actually didn't want to know how much he made so he never knew what he had. He had a group of cohorts who over saw his earnings and saw that everything was given away. That was their job, every penny he made outside of the annual 24k was sent to missions, charities, etc. That was the type of guy Rich was. Just watch him in the live video you can see the man in tears that was his love for God. Listen to his moment of testimony, Rich got it. Do you?
Makes you want to be something more doesn't it? This is a true inspiration to me.
It came at a time that I need it most. As I strive to be more, I some times get lost in the things the world has out there. The never ending carrot of corporate America, but there is something I will never have enough of money. I am fine with not having the money, but it is the time part that I am having the most trouble with accepting. In my pursuit of worldly possessions, being a provider, etc. I have sacraficed time in pursuit of the dollar. My vision, my purpose, has been clouded. But it is the new year that has brought about the value of time. I have been blessed with a job in which I see 1,000s of high school students on a yearly basis, I help those individuals aspire to go on and pursue college opportunities, but in some occassions its the kids I get to witness to that brings me great enjoyment. However, I am still governed by Corporate America, I am still saddened, still lost, uninspired, but I can no longer be managed by a clock working 40-80 hrs a week. I can no longer consider making money as my biggest motivator. I have found a new motivator, my purpose is to do His will and His way. Some will see it as radical but I see it as just putting it all out there, have faith, and let Him provide. At the same time making myself more available to those who need me most, family, friends etc. I have wasted and lost to many hours in my adult life and I will no longer lose that time. I do not want to be a flipvideo/youtube father one day. Now it is finding that equal balance between work and life that I must pursue. I have to become something more and get my time back. God has greatly blessed me and my family over the past few years and it is because of those many blessings that I want to continue to strive to do more for Him.
I ask that you pray for me as I continue my pursuit of finding a comfortable balance between work and life. But more importantly in my pursuit of Him.
I hope that you can find yourself striving to do more over the next couple of days and weeks. Blessings.
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