Desperately people are seeking the attention of a father and from time to time you still will find one that fills the roll in a proper manner. Many children grow up today and miss out on the love and companionship of a father in their life. They don't know what is missing, only that something IS missing.
I remember being a young boy and standing on the edge of a pool. I was afraid to be in the water because I couldn't swim. I still don't swim well, but the difference is I know that I'm protected when I get into the water. When I was young, there was always mom or dad to keep you from drowning. Hurling yourself off the side of the pool was the way you played, often into water that was many times deep than your own head.
A few years ago, my oldest nephew was about 3 and my brother-in-law was crossing the street. Oblivious to his peril, he ran towards the road, we luckily caught up to him in time before he go into the street, but he ran, arms out seeking his father to lift him up.
In a life that is often times filled with pain and turmoil, we must remember that we can still jump from the side of the pool or run with arms reaching out into the arms of our father. God has a way of puting people into our path when we need them the most. It may not be God himself, but he is acting through the love of those that are closest to us to lift us up and to make us strong.
Remember that He is there, that He is waiting for us to come crying to him, and most important, He is waiting to lift us up.
Monday, March 28, 2011
Saturday, March 26, 2011
Two Questions
Whose life are you meant to be in?
Who is meant to be in your life?
These were the two questions that were posed at worship tonight during Work and Worship weekend at Wildhorse Canyon. It is actually called Washington Family Ranch, but I just can't bring myself to calling it that. I haven't as of yet figured out the answer to the first question, but I have recently become involved in a ministry called Mark 2
(While he was preaching God's word to them, four men arrived carrying a paralyzed man on a mat. They couldn't bring him to Jesus because of the crowd, so they dug a hole through the roof above his head. Then they lowered the man on his mat, right down in front of Jesus. Mark 2-4).
2 is about helping those who can't really help themselves by giving them a ministry to be involved in. I work with two men who have disabilities of some kind and worked with another who is looking at coming to join. I don't know that I'm meant to be in their life, but I know that they are meant to be in mine. For just a day now I've worked with them and already found several places in my life that I need to work on. I'm sure that I will be assailed with more and more things that I need to work on, but I will work through these things that I have been informed of for now.
Ron Sauer, Jerry Tubbs, Steve Ericson, and I'm sure if I thought about it I could put down about 30 other names. At one time or another I have had people come into my life that have affected me in ways that helped me grow in Christ. These two guys are another couple guys. I wish I could say that I was meant to be in these guys lives, someday, I hope I find one person, one day who will say my name as an answer to that second question, in the mean time I will do what I can to learn rom those who were meant to be in my life.
Who is meant to be in your life?
These were the two questions that were posed at worship tonight during Work and Worship weekend at Wildhorse Canyon. It is actually called Washington Family Ranch, but I just can't bring myself to calling it that. I haven't as of yet figured out the answer to the first question, but I have recently become involved in a ministry called Mark 2
(While he was preaching God's word to them, four men arrived carrying a paralyzed man on a mat. They couldn't bring him to Jesus because of the crowd, so they dug a hole through the roof above his head. Then they lowered the man on his mat, right down in front of Jesus. Mark 2-4).
2 is about helping those who can't really help themselves by giving them a ministry to be involved in. I work with two men who have disabilities of some kind and worked with another who is looking at coming to join. I don't know that I'm meant to be in their life, but I know that they are meant to be in mine. For just a day now I've worked with them and already found several places in my life that I need to work on. I'm sure that I will be assailed with more and more things that I need to work on, but I will work through these things that I have been informed of for now.
Ron Sauer, Jerry Tubbs, Steve Ericson, and I'm sure if I thought about it I could put down about 30 other names. At one time or another I have had people come into my life that have affected me in ways that helped me grow in Christ. These two guys are another couple guys. I wish I could say that I was meant to be in these guys lives, someday, I hope I find one person, one day who will say my name as an answer to that second question, in the mean time I will do what I can to learn rom those who were meant to be in my life.
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Head sickness
I have almost made it back from Cambodia. I don't mean that I hit the exit hatch parachuted into the ocean and am now paddling my way back across the Pacific. I mean that my health, weight and some normality (thank you Douglas Adams) has returned. Then Why am I feeling the way that I do right now.
Cambodia was one of the most amazing experiences of my life. I had both good and bad times, good memories, as well as some awful experiences that I wish I could forget. Put all together, the trip was something that was and is worth remembering. So now I'm home. I can't forget what happened to me, I can't even begin to explain it, but now I've just lost touch with this half of the world.
If you're wondering what I mean, then that makes two of us. I'm not sure I fully understand why I can't focus on the "what's next" in my life. This has the feel of running through a maze that has no exit, things start to look the same and then you're sure at one point that you've passed that place before.
Friends are still friends, my family is still on my last nerve most the time and I'm walking a tightrope with my finances, that much is the same, but my world has expanded once again and I don't know where I'm supposed to fit into it anymore. I literally have a head ache that won't go away.
Cambodia was one of the most amazing experiences of my life. I had both good and bad times, good memories, as well as some awful experiences that I wish I could forget. Put all together, the trip was something that was and is worth remembering. So now I'm home. I can't forget what happened to me, I can't even begin to explain it, but now I've just lost touch with this half of the world.
If you're wondering what I mean, then that makes two of us. I'm not sure I fully understand why I can't focus on the "what's next" in my life. This has the feel of running through a maze that has no exit, things start to look the same and then you're sure at one point that you've passed that place before.
Friends are still friends, my family is still on my last nerve most the time and I'm walking a tightrope with my finances, that much is the same, but my world has expanded once again and I don't know where I'm supposed to fit into it anymore. I literally have a head ache that won't go away.
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