I saw this on my Facebook feed yesterday (thanks, Christy!) and had to share-and-quickblurb.
“What if God said to you: ‘You can be part of my own awesome, immeasurable aims that are bigger than your ability to understand, and you will experience confusion and waiting…OR I can limit my activity in your life to only that which makes sense to you, and your life will feel much simpler. You pick.'” -Gary Morland
I’m sorry for the lack of original posts lately. I’ve been slammed with a new evangelism venture I’m trying to put together (more details later). More new posts will come soon.
In the meantime, I keep seeing hits on this post, so I figured I’d bring it back for a while. May God delight someone with his truth today.
One of WordPress’ analytics tools, labeled “Search Terms”, shows us the search words by which others are finding our posts (though it doesn’t specify which post).
Most of the time, for (I think) privacy reasons, Google hides the actual search words and just says “Unknown Search Terms”, but occasionally the actual words show. I’ve seen “losing friends” (which presumably led someone to this post), “being godly and sexy” (I’m guessing this), a surprising number containing the phrase “last minute” (which probably all led to this), and some hilarious non sequiturs that aren’t at all appropriate to share.
On Monday, this one popped up: “single and feel like god doesn’t care”
My heart broke.
Illl never know who, out of 7.5 billion people, was led to my site by that search. I can only hit my knees and pray that God helps them.
Because I know what that…
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The Neurotic Self-examination Department sent me a memo today: I haven’t been very personal on my blog lately.
So in the interest of shoring that up, I’m postponing my last Prodigal Son installment. I want to take time to get the theology right anyway.
Besides – I have a story in the meantime. If you want to know the delights of walking with God.
Last summer, I had an illuminating conversation in Subway with an old youth group friend I hadn’t seen in fifteen years. I linked to the story here, but basically, it was me and him ironically discovering we’d both envied the other’s gifts in high school and dismissed our own. It was the kind of talk that blows the lid off your assumptions about your story, leaves you madly reevaluating.
God’s message in it for me: “Stop envying, and stop resenting yourself.”
Like everyone, I’ve got attributes I wish I could change (not sin, just personality)…
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You know what I mean.
You experience some amazing sermon or mountaintop experience and come out all fired up for God’s glory. “God, take ALL of me! Finances, residence, family, occupation, my heart…I’m seeking what you want for my life!”
And then you pause and go, “Wait…what have I just done?” Your breath catches a little, as if you’ve just leaped off the edge of a fifty-foot cliff.
Because you know that’s a prayer God will answer.
And you know he isn’t going to mind your comfort zone when he does. You start looking around nervously, half expecting a team of angels to appear and start packing your stuff.
Some of us never make the leap. We stand perpetually on the edge of the cliff, turning over in our minds the idea of asking God what he wants for our lives, left breathless by how he might answer. He might have you move to Nigeria and do mission…
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We’ve been hearing about Josiah in church. Hatred and aggression towards sin is something that pervades the Bible, but it stands out especially with Josiah. He gave no quarter towards the stuff, eliminated every hint. Are we like that?
One April during my Air Force tour, our squadron commander handed us a goal: a 100% off-duty safety record for the summer.
I raised an eyebrow. Our squadron was based in college-town Phoenix and consisted of twentysomethings brandishing motorcycles, ATV’s, jet-skis, and a love of drink. Expecting no off-duty accidents for a whole summer seemed as likely as deciphering a Newsboys lyric.
Later, that commander visited the flightline and happened to strike up a conversation with my work group. Being a little (too?) bold, I asked if he realistically expected the 100% goal to be reached. His gracious reply:
“Well, what results would I get if I only asked for 80%?”
I am among many Christians struggling with certain sins. (The rest are just quiet about it.) We sincerely want to please God, cut the garbage out of our lives. The first thing I often say to teens who say they’re struggling is, “Good. Struggle is good. It’s better than surrender.”
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