Posts

Posted on

Consistency is a Luxury

Its Saturday morning here in Papua New Guinea. Those who live where American food is consistent find themselves knee deep in their Friday evening gallivants.

Its been a while since I’ve posted, not because I’ve been too busy or the lack of thoughts but because I cant seem to put my atmosphere into readable words. With this said, I’m going to elaborate on my recent thoughts and exposures regardless what ride they take you on.

A few weeks ago I was asked to fill a hole created by the sudden resignation of the Maths and English teacher at a mission for boys here in Port Moresby. This mission consists of an ever fluctuating 170 boys most between the ages of eighteenish and twentythreeish. I was given the opportunity to bridge the gap of some 50 Intermediate and advanced boys to their next class of professional skills. I was under the impression I was talking with equivalent high schoolers here. NOPE! Think a combination of first, fourth and ninth graders with a few sporadic hoodlums and sleepless vagabonds thrown in to colour the party. I had a sixteen year old and a twenty eight year old in there of which their ages changed throughout the first few days. I was told to prepare them to be able to read and wright so they could fill in a job application. Every morning it felt as though the pot of gold at the end of my minds rainbow ended in a volcano. What I though was there in preparation popped in a glorious explosion of shiny unprepared compensation. This I knew to be the new consistent. I loved almost every moment of class!

With the same speed I fell into the former sundry of Contretemps I was transferred, in a bumping moment, to a slow project in the city. A slow project that needed to be fast! Painting, lots of painting needed to be done. The first consistent thing I noticed was there were never any problems. Problems were defined as things that must be fixed because they were too big to perpetually ignore. I filled in a crack with a powder I was told to mix with water, I would have once called it spackle but this is PNG. I no sooner left the room when it was rolled down the side of the wall. This was not a problem as it could be painted over along with the rest of the dirt on the wall. See, no problems! On the way home from work that day we were passed by a Roles Royce Phantom! This luxury beast is what compelled me to finally scribe my thoughts. What is a Roles Royce doing here!? What am I doing here!? What am I really doing in this inside out land of who knows what!

I mean not to compare myself to a Roles Royce, just consistency. I’ve grown up with all the little things consistently falling into place. She refills my coffee when I go out for breakfast. I get in my car, start the engine and travel the needed distance. Hurt people hurt people. Healed people heal people. Loved hearts love and the forgotten forget. I realized recently that when its all said and done one of the only consistent things in life is me. I’m going to be me as long as I live, unless I become a pirate of course! In this country I’m the biggest anomaly most people will see all week. As a result all I need to do to make someone’s day is smile at them or acknowledge they exist and Bam, I’ve influenced someone. I’m going to miss making a consistent difference some day. I thrive on changing this world one person at a time. For the record, I’d trade every single refilled cup of coffee for a day free of feeling forgotten. Consistently remember those close to you as they may not always consistently remind you they care and consequently compel you to forget just what luxury consistency really is.

Rock On

Posted on

Where is Home?

Home is where the heart is, that’s what they’ve always told me. Im finding out though that whoever “they” is possibly needs to get out more. This place we call home may have more to it than I originally thought.

Instead of having a new years resolution I decided to have an end years resolution. My birthday falls a week before Christmas and as it happens New Years is shortly after that so I decided to hit up three different places to celebrate these three different events. I had no idea these three places would teach me so much about what I now call home.

Wollongong Au, this place is great! I was very blessed to share the first event with a most incredible Godly family who we shall call the Gillespie’s. Tho owner of the home was a mans best friend named Moriarti.  (similar to the nemesis of Sherlock Holmes but with twice the number of legs and a life of better looks). When I first met this great champ I was without doubt invited into his family with no questions asked. This, now looking back, was very important to making his home a home.

Wherever your treasure is there your heart will be also. (Matt 6:21) I think Moriarti Got this concept and ran with it. “I felt right at home” as soon as I arrived. If home is where your heart is and if your heart is where your treasure is and if you treasure those around you, home becomes anywhere you have those you treasure most around you.

For Christmas I found myself in a small village in Papua New Guinea. It was a different kind of home for sure. They treated me like a king! It was their pleasure to constantly look for ways to serve me. In the morning all I needed to do was walk out my door to suggest I was awake and morning tea was on its way. I was told to go first at any meal and after had warm water brought to me to wash my hands.

The original King didnt come to be served but to serve (Matt 20:28). This village knew this concept through and through. Water needed to be heated over a fire, fish was smoked instead of froze, houses had big windows instead of AC and the laundry had never seen the inside of Mr Whirlpool or GE. I have never seen a happier village and Ive been to plenty. I learned that home becomes a place not where my heart is but where the servants heart is.I understand I was a visitor and hospitality is expected but let me assure you this was taken to a new level. If everyone is out to serve everyone else how can it not feel like home?

New Years Eve, how exciting! I was in another village by the sea surrounded by a sea of unfamiliar faces. My adopted PNG parents of whom were born in or near this village showed me around. I new only two people of the hundreds around me yet internally felt more at ease than I had for possibly months. These two Godly heros were the ones who walked through one of my biggest maturing seasons up to date only a few months past.

Home is safe and life giving, not life draining (John 10:10). Here we sat, drinking cold fresh coolow from a cousin and chatting with ceaseless relatives passing by. I don’t care what treasure you have or who’s doing what with who, if its not life giving you can keep it! It was obvious, these people I call mom and dad couldnt help but shed life and light where ever we went. That night mom gave the final New Years Eve speech to the village. I was a little proud when she came and sat beside me after, it felt good to be part of it all I guess. Home needs to be kept alive from deep within, not stoked from an outside source. Mom and dad showed me just how good the heart feels when it really it as home.

Make your home more than where your heart is, treasure the hearts you have in it with you also!

Rock On

 

P.S.   Ian, Robyn, Alex and Mariann,

Thank you and thank you for introducing me to Moriarti and for the many unforgettable pleasures you so richly offered, I miss you all. 

Posted on

Memories are emotional

Im feeling lonely lately. Ive just left where I have been living and am now, once again, in completely unchartered territory. Its Exciting yet emotionally restless.

 I remember the same pictures consistently when my emotions cant seem to sufficiently unwind. She was standing by the door as I walked out, it was the last time she asked me to stay. Ever. The dark beer tasted far away. We were friends again, but only decided not to be. Why? A decision behind that look. He said it was his pleasure. I know it was because we’re still friends regardless how we feel. Forever. He cried, only because the option wouldn’t even be there anymore, not even the hope of the option. He didn’t look up, a decision had determined his also, so he continued replacing and forgetting. Hugs had limited or complete connection. Some of these people have grown, some have not. All have aged without me in their life. I miss them all. I know I miss them because it feels like yesterday.

You are most likely surrounded by the people who are going to create similar, undefined, emotional blips as these. What are you doing with those people? I promise they are worth every piece of energy you spend on them.

My perspective then was to correct the seething problems in all of my relationships so in the future everything would flow in a glitchless euphoria. I am in that past’s future. Its not glitchless euphoria! In fact, those problemed people make up the only glitches that I have in what could be considered a euphoria. They’re not here, that’s the glitch!

I have written, erased, written and erased these feelings over the past few days. This time Ive decided to post regardless. Partially for a release and partially to encourage you to hang on to the people who mean the most.

Rock On,

 

Posted on

The Imperative You

What’s the most spectacular thought you have ever come up with? Was it original? Was it based on experience or feeling?

Since Writing last many places have experienced the me I have to offer. I’ve hugged the results of wrong choices having aged those in years not days. I’ve bought hours of help from a homeless man for the price of most of a jar of peanut butter. I’ve danced to the sounds of a dark city night.  What did I leave behind and how did these experiences make me more or less me?

Five senses are what we are told we function with on a regular basis but recently I’ve been told we have many more. Hunger, time and proprioception are a few. The one most intriguing to me was simply labelled the sixth sense. This sense is not scientific but personal. Its as personal as God is to you in your everyday life. Its as unscientific as miracles. This sense is what makes it imperative for you to be you!

In the beginning Gods very next action after speaking stuff into existence was to take time on it. He hovered (Gen 1:2). I get the impression God likes to spend his valuable time on the stuff He makes. Regardless if he can pop everything into action instantly or not, he doesn’t. He hovers. The Bible doesn’t say how long or why but it does make special note that he did. I believe this is where the sixth sense comes into play.

Lets look at this unscientific sixth sense:

Its the foundation of the other senses but only kicks in when the others have come to the end of their capabilities. God has designed us to function primarily on our own. Breathing, thinking and feeling are examples. Yet every once in a while we some how surpass what we know we’re capable of. Raising tough kids, surviving a heart break with peace or experiencing a formidable standing ovation for the first time are examples. We forget how we fell in love with the one beside us as we survive that angry teen, We realize how perfect our current love is and forget the pain of the less than perfect previous one, and we forget how lonely yet peaceful we felt when we stepped foot on that stage. That sixth sense was always there, in the beginning so as much as the end. Yet we forget. Its not science, Its our God continuing to hover with us.

We stay away from fire, we smell fresh flowers, eat fine cuisine and listen to the sounds of our day through our ubiquitous five senses so how do we experience this sixth sense? I’m finding it to be quite difficult. Personally I’m created with a great mind, as we all are. This being said I use my mind in almost everything I do, including things that surpass my mind. I compare priceless personal attributes and values with things I have given value to, which in turn, lessens the most valuable pieces of me. As a result I limit myself. I forget that God is hovering so close and wants to share his personal touch on those around me, through me. This is the edge that becomes dull when I only recognise my five senses. This is the purpose of the sixth sense, to make God look good when we simply become ourselves.

There is a we in all of us.

God wants to show us our sixth sense. Consistently, personally, intimately show us who we are. When I say we I don’t mean you and I and the others around us. I mean to say the sixth sense has a mind of its own. Gods mind for us. I should say We from now on when I talk about myself but that may get confusing and may lead to you questioning my sanity. While we’re thinking together here though, if you’re interested at some point, Ill introduce my voices to your voices so we all can be in the same conversation instead of arguing amongst ourselves. You think this is funny, don’t you?! Its Not!

We’ll explain.

In Proverbs 9 it opens up with suggesting wisdom as being a person. If this person were to have a voice and we were to listen to it I believe it would sound allot like what it sounded like in the beginning when God created everything. I would suggest he’s still speaking in that voice while he hovers around us. Any time anyone verbalises scripture, if we hear it with our sixth sense we hear God. Any time we step out of the immediate world we live in and use that sixth sense we hear Gods intimate voice for us. When we hear something loud and we cover our ears we learn the capabilities of our sense of hearing. Proprioception is another sense, it shows us how our body works with itself. Combining hearing, the sixth sense and proprioception we listen to a friends problems, hear Gods voice of love and somehow exude something past ourselves. Some people call this wise insight, simple love or maybe loyal friendship. I call it being the you God created you to be. The imperative you!

The you you’re not.

You are not insignificant, alone, incapable, obsolete, forgotten or unloved.

We write this knowing how capable you are. You and I may disagree on a few details but what you cannot disagree with is that you are beautifully and wonderfully made. God and I are working together on showing everyone their sixth sense. God put it in you when he breathed life into your soul simply so he can enjoy hovering with you. So go be you, everyone else is taken.

 

Rock on!

Posted on

How to change your world

I sit in a home in the midst of PNGs (Papua New Guineas) finest representation of its culture, a local families living room. Geckoes chirp and chase the flying ants over  my fresh coconut juice (Yes, a rusty machete was involved).  I’m reminded of the fire flies back home but on a larger scale as the power continues its games of hide and seek. Today is Sunday. The service lasted for over four hours this morning. Songs from the Spirit cloaked the breeze like red on a rose, prayers where the streets they walked to heaven on and the message still weighs on my soul. I only caught a glimpse of my native language for a few moments throughout but who needs words when you have radical passion?

How can I make this a part of my world?

Is PNG perfect? NO! On the drive to and from church there was a different shade all around us. What I saw can be described as an over whelming abundance of what appeared to be the results of a cyclone collecting a major recycling facility and redistributing its contents ALL over this beautiful land. In short, there’s trash everywhere! Think drunken party gone wrong and left to grow into a way of life. The antithesis of red on a rose for sure!

What has this got to do with change though?

In the past when I started to think about the ways I’ve changed I couldn’t help but look at my future. My future has always revolved around how I can be a better me. Always push for the next step forward. Be the early bird and get the worm. Work hard to prepare to overcome being the first mouse after the cheese so as to be able to snap back for the last laugh. Always analyse yourself and those around you so you can someday wake up to a perfect world as a result of constant progressive change. Lets quickly look back at my current spot… Geckoes and coconuts in the midst of a beautiful mess. Right now, at this moment I have absolutely no need to be a better me. If I don’t need to be better it means I can relax in the now. So what changed? At the beginning of this paragraph I suggested what used to happen when I looked at my past was I would jump to my future. Again, what changed?

Tonight I was getting some insight on these thoughts from my most current adopted parents here in PNG. Gima (aka Mom) was filling me in on what the message was about this morning. The passage was from Ephesians 1:17-23. She explained that God wants to give us the spirit of wisdom and revelation in Him so we can more clearly walk in what He calls us into. This means there is no more need to change into what I think I need to be in preparations for my future. The change I went through was realising I don’t need to change anymore. I may change but it will be the result of growth, not preparations. In John 15 it speaks about abiding in Him. If we don’t we wont bear fruit and if we don’t bear fruit we’ll be either cut off or pruned so we do bear fruit. This suggests growth stems from the vine, not from personal analysis.

Serious questions for thought… Are you as close to God as you can be? Are you bearing the fruit you were created to produce? Are you cutting the things that stunt your growth and pursuing  the things that increase your growth. Have you experienced fresh coconut juice often enough in your life? Does God want you to give Dave more fresh coconut juice right now? Does not having enough fresh coconut juice effect ones ability to stay on topic?!

Back to that post on change…

The idea that an entire culture is ok with what appeared to be a less than beautiful way of life baffled me until I realized we all have our personal cultural blips of insane extremes. I spent the majority of my waking moments viewing everyone from an objective stand point in pursuit of my perfect world. These locals would have shown me how incredibly foolish I was as they spent their last cent to buy me a drink simply to bless me. I would follow by condemning them for taking my trash and chucking it in the gutter. Who was the one missing the bigger point? The title may have led you to believe I have the answer to the desperate quandary of finding an efficient way to change. I do! The answer is simple, don’t change. Simply relentlessly pursue God and be ok with the world changing around you as you become more in love with it. I’m finding that I’m seeing less and less debris and experiencing more and more beauty. If you want the most out of the people you love start by letting go of your world and try stepping into theirs. Maybe your perception will change and result in a more beautiful world or maybe God will use your love to literally change it into a more beautiful world. Regardless, It may sound crazy and they may hate you for it but it worked out pretty good for me when God did it!

Here’s to growth in the lives of those I love most. As long as we stay in our own world change will always be hard. As soon as we let go of our controlled safe world and start pursuing Gods world change becomes beautiful. I encourage you all to let go and live.

Rock On,

Posted on

Bondi, Home To The Gifted

When I think of someone who is gifted I immediately compare what they are skilled or better at than the average person. A gifted singer, writer, skate boarder or speaker perhaps. Are little people gifts? If you have a little person (someone who is old enough to believe desperately in wanting to be a dinosaur when they get big) in your life, are you gifted? Here in Bondi there is an unexpected ogle of little people. They are seen in strollers, on bikes, skateboards and Surfboards. They experience parks, outstretched arms, sun, pooping birds and quiet but suddenly loud cafes. I like little people allot! I believe they turn everyone around them instantly into gifted individuals.

Gifts…? What are gifts? I would have thought that gifts are tangibly comparable ideas or skills each person has but I think there’s more to them. Gifts are taking a different shape in my mind since I’ve been here. A shape not recognised in geometry. Webster cant define them. A formula cant contain them. A smile may convey their core message but Only Gods fingerprints are unique enough to create them.

Last night I sat at the feet of a gifted man of God. Literally at his feet because he gave up his chair for me because the small room couldn’t hold anymore. Our feet shared the same square foot of space for the remainder of the Bible study. It would appear he was sitting at my feet but in reality he was the teacher and I was the student. I got to thinking about what makes us do what we do. Why did this man honour me in such a way?  My thoughts were not what we respond to but why we are who we are. God seems to bring so very interesting scenarios into my life that I cant help but interact with them. If I take the time I seem to naturally get a better glimpse of who I am at the end of every encounter.  Regardless of how efficiently I entered or exited the engagement by todays standards, I can look back on it and see a piece of who I am.  I find the more personal the experience was at the time the more prone I am to change into a more unique me. Little people are very personal.

Bondi is filled with people who are regularly experiencing rather personal scenarios. The majority of people here are young families, hence the reason for the ogle of little people. These parents have the opportunity to see themselves and God on such an intimate level all the time. They have the opportunity to be incredibly gifted individuals at any given moment. If God gives us personally engineered scenarios to make us more into the uniquely designed incredible selves we were created to be and if we accomplish becoming more like Him in the process, I am potentially surrounded by very gifted people! How do I show them their worth, their gifts, their purpose?! How do I convey the gifts of God? Are you taking the opportunity to walk in your gifts and to show others their gifts? I hope so.

Rock on!

Posted on

The value of concluded answers.

Earlier this year my uncle made a comment that has stuck with me since, Dave, I could hear his character smile when he wrote it, “I hope when you’re my age you have the answers to life in your pocket and have run to the answers instead of away from the questions”. We all have question. We all hope we find the answers. Right now I have many questions but more importantly I have a few answers in my pocket. One of those answers is God is good all the time (Ps 100:5). I recently spoke with a wonderful, most alive friend from Lanc Lanc. She said she was going on another church building project in Ecuador for 3 weeks. “How can you build a church in 3 weeks”, I asked? She regaled her stories of Success and of near victory but what stood out was her continued drive for the future of the Church as a whole. What do questions and Ecuadorian churches have in common…? Answers! They have answers in common.

Right now the answers in my pocket are the only thing that matter. I think I need a few things at the moment but in reality I dont. I know I dont need them because I would have them if I did (phi 4:19). These answers arent simply opinions or beliefs but conclusions that I live by. Conclusions in this note are the things I have processed and decided are worth building the rest of my life on. For example: God loves me, I am lovable, people are worth loving, life doesn’t define God, God defines life. These are conclusions I have in my pocket.

What do I need? If God says he will supply all of my needs and I starve to death is that suggesting I didn’t need food on the basis that I didn’t get any? No. The verse suggests Gods riches that we have in Christ Jesus. Before this I would have viewed these as riches in the form of dollars. If Gods people have dollars, God has those dollars so God will provide all my needs with those dollars…? I have concluded differently now. I don’t need money, I need God to make me more me so I can be Successful for Him. Gods Success is different than our success. (note the Cap S) As long as I view my success through my perspective I will always have needs that I will potentially never get. If I view my Success through Gods perspective I will always have what I need to be Successful. We’ll look into if starving to death is ever Successful another day, it tends to open a big can of worms.

Building a church in 3 weeks and finding the answers to my Success have another thing in common, Gods perspective. If we conclude Gods plan of Success is better than our plan of success we very quickly dive head first into the ocean of results in Gods promises and answers. It looks like the unknown, its scary, its unsafe! I agree, but its the only place you will find Success.

Do you feel like you’re a fish swimming around your little bowl but for some reason its doesnt feel complete? It may be because theres no water in the bowl. It may appear that everything is going well until you get that edge of life that really makes a difference! As soon as you experience a drop of Success its incredibly life giving! The perspective you had looked good until you realised that you were on the bottom looking up only one breath from death. Most people are more fishy than we think I believe. They get some water in their nice glassy bowl and compare what they have to what they had and feel successful. God would prefer more I believe (Eph 3:20). God would prefer we ask to be in the ocean! Ive been told fish grow to their environment, I would suggest we do to. To continue the analogy, if we dont know the truth and dont conclude our answers we tend to be bottom feeders, sucking up worms and find ourselves feeding less than 5,000. But we’re going to leave that for another day.

In conclusion: Find the answers. Realise you have everything you need to be Successful. Ask to be dumped in the ocean. And finally, realise that a church can be built in only 3 weeks if you can answer a few questions on how to fill someones bowl with living water. (Jn 4:14)

Rock On!

Posted on

The Call; Papua New Guinea

My missions trip to Papua New Guinea is coming up quickly, is God calling you to join in? Prayer and resources are foundational necessities in finishing what God has started, I need both. Check with God and find where you belong.

 

Tim, myself, Nathan, Mike, Candace, Rina, Kelsey, and Gorgia – The PNG team

Who are we reaching? Only God knows but Im looking forward to some exciting ministry opportunities. Community building looks promising!

   

We will be aiding the locals on the YWAM medical ship “I Want To Live”.

Stay tuned for more updates while Im in the mix of things.

 

         

Posted on

Outreach to Bondi!

Prayer and financial support.

Talk to God about His position for you in my upcoming outreach trip to Bondi and Papua New Guinea. Prayer is very important, please consider taking a moment to remember me and the team as we prepare for the next 10 weeks of missions. Visit my support page if Gods invites you.

We leave July 5!

Tim, myself, Nathan, Mike, Candace, Rina, Kelcey and Gorgia… all keen for Gods plan!

Bondi, Home to many running towards something, lets give them something worth running with! I say the Gospel is a good start…

The most common responses for religion in Bondi Beach were No Religion 31.1%, Catholic 22.0%, Anglican 11.0%, Judaism 8.0% and Eastern Orthodox 2.4%. Bondi beach is one of the most significant beaches in Australia and a leader in famous beaches world wide, if we reach Bondi for Christ we reach the world and as it appears, there are many open doors for Christ to walk through. I hope you join in Gods call for Bondi!

         

Posted on

How to move forward: humble, repent, submit, believe, forgive and walk in the light

Its over, the lecture phase of my DTS has finally come to a close. What Ive learned and how Ive grown isnt judged by the amount of knowledge Ive gained or how different I am but how much more of my heart the Father has. Over the last 12 weeks Ive been introduced to a few new ideas but mostly Ive been radically encouraged to pursue the ideas I already know to be True. Last night, June 27, I committed to following life and God more closely. I laid down a few of the lies I believed and picked up the foundations of Gods love and desire for my life. Sure, I’ll read my Bible more, have a more pure thought life and stop judging everyone that crosses my path, but these are all things I should have been doing daily before last night. Allow me to introduce the path of the more pertinent commitments I made. These are the steps I committed to follow on a regular basis so as to run on Gods answers instead of my questions.

 I will humble myself. Becoming humble is simply placing yourself under God. God has a place for us all, sometimes our position is over or under others but that position is for efficiency in Gods plan not a place of more or less power in Gods eyes. Leaders serve, masters love and servants support. No position is more or less valuable. We carry extra weight with us when we take on extra things that are not designed for us in our position. Humility is the first step I’m committing to take regularly.

I will repent. Repenting before this looked like weeping, wailing  and a bunch of feelings associated with all the stuff I thought I had done wrong in my life. We know the drill. Tear something, burn a bunch of stuff in a strangers secluded back yard late at night and promise to stop everything I enjoy in order to change my life forever! And how bout we never do that again… It was different this time. I call it repenting because I don’t know of a better word.  I asked God to show me in what areas I had been operating outside of His character. This brought to light how I had been controlling my environment and not allowing God to use me outside my safety box. I didnt consider myself too safe, comfortable in my own capabilities but not too safe. This safety ,I realized, wasnt keeping out of harms way but was instead creating an environment that set me up for my success, an environment clothed in my own imagined capabilities. When God showed me how inferior my imagined capabilities are in comparison with His designed gifts and position I realized how agonisingly safe I had been living. I gave up my future relationship, my dreams of success and my pursuit of a comfortable lifestyle. What I gave up I exchanged for Gods plan for me. I had the impression that if I gave these things up I wouldnt ever get them. thats not the case. The case is I will pursue Gods relationship, Gods success and Gods lifestyle for me. Without any weeping, fires or bruised knees from writhing on the ground for hours. It simply means I put Gods ideas before mine when He gives me His details. As of now, He hasnt, but Im now prepared for when He does. So repent. Its easy, just ask God to show you His character and where youre different and move forward with Him from there.

Here’s a bonus for you. You cant make yourself do anything. God doesn’t even make people do things. He shows us who He is and allows us to be more like Him through a relationship with Him. This does result in change but it doesn’t change you, you just start walking in how you were created instead of how you think you should. Again, its easy, simply ask God who He is (repent) and you’re on your way already.

 I will submit. Submitting to God is acting on Gods desired position for you. I previously considered one position more valuable or more important than another, I was wrong. If Gods desired position for me is a servant and I work hard enough to be the master I haven’t submitted. If Gods position for me is to be the master and I work hard at only serving my master and not becoming a master I still haven’t submitted. This was a unique revelation on my idea of success and submission. I gave up my ideas of success and failure and picked up the position of complete sonship, Gods adopted son. Ive never felt more accomplished when I realised how little I had just done to be one of the most successful men on earth.

I will believe. Believing is harder than one might think. That one may believe that believing is merely agreeing with what is concluded from experience or knowledge, this, believe it or not, isn’t complete when it comes to believing in ones self. Ok, I believe Ive said believe enough, walk with me in my revelation on believing more completely. Do atheists believe there is a God? No… Do you believe in yourself? Sometimes… Do all believers go to heaven? Define believer… When I say I will believe I put myself in my last question and declare yes. God wants everyone to not only believe in trustworthy things but to believe in Him. When I believe I accept the power of God. Also, that God is good. With His good power He created me. He created me for a special purpose of which I have been designed perfectly to fill and nobody has ever been more perfectly designed to fill that position. I have decided to regularly search out what God wants for me and believe it in with my very core. This is the perspective I walk in when I say I will believe. Maybe Ive said allot here or maybe you’ve caught me rambling again, regardless, please consider taking your beliefs to the next level. This new level of belief in itself has made me look at life a little differently. What I believe and how I believe may change over time but I’ve committed to who I believe in and He believes in me.

I will forgive. If I decide to walk in the humble truth one very important step I must consistently take is to forgive. There are many significant benefits to forgiving each other but Im going to work on forgiving myself as much as forgiving others. Shame and judgement are two very strong foundations that I have built so much of my life on and these are both strongly against Gods character. Im not going to labour any longer on this one, its desperately imperative it becomes consistent in my life.

I will walk in the light. To walk in the light means to take these newly found revelations and look at my life through their filter. I cannot do one without the others. One fact about light is it must be sent to receive it. So it is with forgiveness. When there is light around us we never worry about it getting in the way, it can blind us but it wont ever trip us up. Forgiveness effects us similarly, when we forgive we walk in the effects, but never stumble over it. The illusion is that its difficult to forgive but the reality is its not forgiveness thats hard but what forgiveness requires us to respond to. We dont have the power to forgive, only God does so for me if I can learn to forgive I can learn to walk in what forgiveness reveals. I believe forgiveness will shed not only light on my path but also shed some weight on what Ive been carrying. Maybe with less weight I can walk in humility more efficiently.

In conclusion, These revelations aren’t complete but will assist in my newly committed life towards God. I know prayer works so I humbly ask for yours as I take one more small step in Gods kingdom and a giant leap towards me becoming a more godly man.