Longing in the Breaking

The pieces of the heart, which hold together the ends of hope, bind together in a lasting effort to control the breaking of its whole. As it is cut and torn and taken through the beatings it must endure, we find within us a strength and valor which only the King can bestow. Misunderstanding and tiresome nights with dreams that only fade we wait and hope and cry and beg for this storm to be soon erased. We will never understand why our Lord allows us this pain, but we do know that in the end it is selflessness we will gain. Oh our God and Father, whose name is as sweet as wine that burst upon our palate and whose taste is so divine, please mend our hearts and let us see your face, our longing is much deeper than before we entered this place.

Patience

Distance. Distance is what I feel when I think of Christ right now. The pain this causes is so unreal and the weight that I hold is almost to much to bear. My insides are screaming for a whisper or at least a relief from the silence. I searched every crevice of my heart and mind to see if I had done something wrong that had caused this distance, but my search was in vain. I realized that my God was preparing me and strengthening me for my next journey, a journey that with out more dependence on Him and this time of seeking Him out, as if He were the air in my lungs, would crumble shamefully. Thank you Father for loving me enough that you would allow loneliness to invade my heart so that your glory could invade our world!

Oh my gosh I love......

my wife! She is the most awesome person in the world. I wish everyone could know her and hear the wisdom God has blessed her with! I LOVE HER SO!

My Father, please renew me!

God has provided in many ways throughout my entire life, but I have been more aware over the past year than ever before. When Mrs. S and I took a leap of faith by bringing her in the home our amazing Creator lovingly supplied all of our financial needs and then some. We have not had to worry about finances at all over the recent months. While all of this was great I was completely unaware that inside of me contentment was brewing and I was becoming comfortable with our state of blessings. The funny thing is that I always seem to believe that if God were to take away our blessings I would be oh so perfectly fine with giving it back. Wrong! I was such a fool to think that I would be alright with giving back what God had bestowed upon me. With the initial blessing I was humble and almost fearful to accept, but when it came time for me to let go of some of these financial blessings I realized how much I had begun to depend upon them instead of the Provider. Selfishness reared its head and I desired to control the situation instead of humbly giving back to God what was His. I fought against our handsome Lord and as with all other battles He easily defeated a weary and stumbling foe. My fear of not being able to handle the curve ball life had thrown had become my pain and I quickly threw that at His radiant feet as an excuse of why my behavior had become so foolish. I compared my pain to something He must understand, not realizing that I was comparing my pain to the one who hung for my sin and suffered the agony of His Father turning His face away from the pain He was feeling on the cross.

After I recovered from my selfish stupor I discovered that what Christ gives to us we must be ready and willing to give right back. God does not bless us so that we may keep those blessing to our selves but rather so that we may share them with others or humbly give them back when He requests.

Our Glorious King

When did we lose respect for the name of a Holy God? I have recently heard a popular reference to Jesus: a "bamfo". This means bad ass mother fucker! Shocking to see that? I hope that the idea of someone calling our Father a degrading name like this, even if it is an acronym, would cause us to realize that the idea of who Christ is in our culture is heading toward a heretical thought pattern. To our New Age and Emergent churches, and even some Evangelical believers, Jesus is just their pot-head best friend and "bad ass" means that He is cool with all the sin they have in their lives. They can make Him who they want Him to be but never allow Him to mold them into who He has called them to be as Christians. We need to stop living for ourselves and start living for a perfect and Holy Father. And if we are going to call Jesus some other name, why not start by using the names found in scripture and compare them to what we are calling Him. Here are a few examples: Elohim (God of gods) Deut. 10:17, El Elyon (the Most High) Gen. 14:20, El Shaddai (the all sufficient one) Philip. 1:20, and Jehovah-mekoddishkem (the Lord sanctifies you) Heb. 10:10-14. Next time you go to use a name for God, no matter what it is, make sure it is glorifying to Him and His name. As believers we must learn to respect and fear our Lord and until we do this we will never be in true worship of our God and Savior.

No post on Sundays...

So right now Mrs. S is hatin' and discriminatin' on me because I have never used a blog before and I am not the best with grammer. Any way this blog is for everyone who desires to invade culture for Christ and live for His glory. I hope you enjoy this and sorry if I am little corny at times.