Well this is my last post..on the site. I am moving over to here. I am sure that some will get annoyed at this, but I believe that the new site will allow me to do some more things and it allow more interaction. If you would be kind enough to click over there and add me to your readers or whatever you do to visit, I would totally appreciate that.
I will leave this site running for a few days and then it will be shut down. Thank you.
Drip Jesus,
Michael
I have an amazing ability to lose my keys. This is something that I have always done. At our house we have the sterotypical key-holding-thingy that we can hang our keys on, but I guess mine just get up and walk away in the middle of the night. It always seems like when I lose them, my wife is sleeping and I have to wake her up to help me find them. I have found them in all sorts of places: the refrigerator, my door, my sock drawer, and even in the sink. They are nearly alwasy misplaced.
There is an estimated 10 billion stars in the sky. That’s just mind boggeling to think of. The amazing thing is that God knows them all by name and none of them is missing. How awesome is that?
I come across so many people who feel insignificant. They don’t feel like they are important. They feel like God does not care. They feel like God didn’t put them up on that key-holding-thingy. Here’s the thing: God knows who you are and he cares for you more than you can fathom. You are not misplaced like a set of keys.
Take comfort that the creator of the universe will not and has not ever misplaced you. You are way too valuable for Him to do that.
Blindfold me Lord.
Blind fold me Lord, because I no longer want to see with my eyes. I want to see with yours.
Blindfold me Lord, because I want to have to trust.
Blindfold me because Lord, I want you to lead.
Blindfold me Lord, so that I won’t rationalize things.
Blindfold me Lord, because I want to follow.
Blindfold me Lord, because I want you to hold my hand.
Blindfold me Lord, so that my faith continues to grow.
Blindfold me Lord, because I want to please you.
Blindfold me Lord.
In the name of Jesus I pray. Amen.
A few days ago a woman who I work with got a visit from her 3-year-old grandson. He is probably the second cutest kid ever. (mine is first, but I may be biased) He loves his grandmother and doesn’t venture too far away from her.
I tried to get him to come to me so I could play with him. (love kids) But he wanted nothing to do with me. When I called him he immediately ran and hid behind her leg. Behind her leg he knew that she would protect him no matter what. Behind her leg is where he found his comfort. Behind her leg is where he found his strength. She stood between him and whatever he was going to face.
We live in a world where people are looking for all the things that the little boy found in his grandmother: protection, comfort, and strength. It is behind God’s leg we find our protection no matter what the circumstance. It is behind God’s leg where we can find comfort. It is behind God’s leg where we can find our strength. God wants to stand between you and whatever you face.
Are you looking for any of these things mentioned? If so, run, sprint, or do whatever you can to get behind God’s leg. You will be safe.
I try to be the best dad that I can be. I want to play with Ethan and make sure that he knows that I love him. On Sunday, I went to his room because he was playing and watching The Incredible Hulk. This is one of my favorite things to do with him because it gives me an excuse to yell and “act” goofy. (more so than normal)
Well, the thing is: we didn’t play. He said that he was busy and that I should go away and come back later. He said he wanted to play by himself. I left his room feeling sad and disappointed. I couldn’t help it, my own son had just rejected me. I know that he loves me, but he had more “important” things to do. (like pretend to be The Incredible Hulk)
Psalm 1:2 says, “but who delight in the law of the LORD and meditate on his law day and night.”
I could not help but think about God later that evening. How often do we tell Him that we are too busy to spend time with Him because of our own Incredible Hulk’s? Things like little league, work, bills, groceries, etc… But when it comes to spending quality time with Him (prayer and reading Scripture), some put Him off until later. They decide that their Incredible Hulk is more important.
Putting God off until later breaks His heart. God loathes rejection. I am urging all of us to take a look and re-evaluate today. Are we putting God first or are we putting Him off until later for our Incredible Hulk’s?
Saturday night is a night in which we typically rent a few movies and just hang out as a family. April usually picks one and I pick one. This week I picked “Legion.” We endured the movie and after it was over I thought to myself, “I just wasted 1.5 hours watching that stupid movie.” (sorry if you liked it) I began to think about all the stuff that I could have done in that time period. I could have: watched a different movie, slept, learned how to knit, read a book, write, call a friend, play a board game, play with my son’s toys, or prayed. But I didn’t do any of that. Instead, I tortured myself and my wife, by watching that movie. I was so upset.
Too many people live with the rammifications of watching a bad movie. (mistakes) When we watch a bad movie we can learn from it, we don’t dwell on it. Our bad movie experiences can either free us or condemn us, the choice is ours. The next time you watch a movie that wastes 1.5 hours of you life or even more, do not be angry or dwell on it, move on learn from that mistake.
Do you have a movie that wasted time in your life that you need to move on from?
I love my son and there is probably nothing that I wouldn’t do for him. Not too long ago he said he wished he would get a letter from batman and more recently he has been asking for a letter from Superman. Below is that letter:
Ethan,
How are you? This is Superman. I am sorry for not writing you a letter earlier, but I have been busy saving the world. I have been all over the place doing good.
Even though I have not met you in person, I have been able to watch you because of my awesome x-ray vision. The last time I saw you I was flying over your house and saw you playing with your hot-wheel cars.
I wanted to talk to you about something: You need to listen to your mom and dad. They may seem like they are being mean, but they love you. They want what’s best for you.
I also wanted to tell you how awesome it is that you pray. This really makes God happy to see you pray for things like: your parents, Haiti, and your friends. Ethan you are awesome and don’t forget that.
Love you,
Superman
Do you take advantage of opportunities to teach you kids or family something important? If so how?
I’m not perfect. There I said it, and feel much better.
You know what? None of that matters because of this: For we are God’s masterpiece. He has created us anew in Christ Jesus, so we can do the good things he planned for us long ago. (Ephesians 2:10 NLT)
You are a masterpiece. Don’t let your idea of perfection deter you from realizing that.
My wife and I have been dieting the last few weeks. We are trying to eat clean by not eating any processed foods. This is especially tough at my work because nearly every day someone brings in donuts or burritos. (Both I enjoy tremendously) Tuesday afternoon I went to the kitchen and saw a burrito laying on the table. I thought to myself, “Just one burrito wouldn’t hurt anything.” I picked it up and started to unwrap it and then I heard this voice inside my head say, “Please step away from the burrito.” I dropped it instantly and went back to my seat. I guarantee that burrito would have been awesome at that moment, but the consequences of eating it would go much further. (It would make it more difficult to resist them in the future)
James 4:7 says, ”Submit yourselves, then, to God. Resist the devil, and he will flee from you.”
Some have a hard time resisting temptation and sin. We say to ourselves, “Just one time wouldn’t hurt anything.” What we don’t realize is that the more we dabble in these things, the more difficult that it is to stop doing them. Our appetite for sinful things becomes voracious. It comes to the point where we become glutton-like in whatever we are struggling with.
How do we resist? How do we begin to hear that voice that says, “Please step away from the burrito.” We submit ourselves to God. We put our faith and trust in Him knowing that it is not OUR strength, but HIS that will help us. Eventually it will be easier to step away from the burritos.
Do you need to step away from any burritos?
