Tag Archives: God’s sovereignty

God is Faithful

13 Jan

I don’t know about you but I’ve always had a tendency to try and control the outcome of things in my life. I believed that as long as you put in enough effort at something you inevitably reap the rewards, like planting seed or even cooking the harvest. That has some truth to it but if you’re a believer the, “outcome” is more of and outgrowth, determined by your level of faith.

I’m not talking about how much faith you have, or some kinda name it claim it nonsense, I mean how you’re trusting God with the whole of your life; the substance of your faith.

Up until the last few years mine was pretty shallow. I trusted Him with my salvation, I read the Bible daily, prayed all the time, but I never learned how to let go of the shovel.

I’d compartmentalized everything. I had my marriage, my relationship with my kids, my job, my ministry, my friends, all neatly packed in boxes, everything checked off, safely put away.

All of those things are critically important, but they need to be part of each other; to mingle together. As humans, we just don’t have that capacity, it’s too much to carry at once. We need to put it all in God’s hands, that’s how He created us.

Proverbs 16:9 The heart of man plans his way, but the Lord establishes his steps.

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Here’s to New Beginnings

7 Jan

I’m super excited about this new path I’m on. I’m still an aspiring Author . . . but we all need something to anchor to. Even the Apostle Paul supported himself as a tentmaker.

My family’s been in the wood flooring business for over a century. I love working with wood, I didn’t see any other path for myself to be honest.

I watched as the industry continued to grow and expand but I couldn’t keep up with it anymore . . . and opportunities were dwindling for a 48 year old man with arthritis.

I was scared to death.

Outside of the book I never thought about branching out into other directions. I’d worked as a professional apartment painter for a while but when the work ran out I had to find somewhere else to play, so I went back with what I was familiar with.

“Painting,” isn’t much of a challenge for me but professional painting is a different beast. There were a lot of fine tuning skills, in terms of production that I just didn’t possess, and it’s really hard to get an apprentice gig with a painting outfit. There’s SO much competition!

But God knew what He was doing. He knows us better than we know ourselves, and He’s got our lives all planned out.

Psalm 51:1-6 Have mercy on me oh God, according to Your steadfast love, according to Your abundant mercy. Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity, and cleanse me from my sin. For I know my transgressions and my sin is ever before me. Against You, You only have I sinned and done what is evil in Your sight, so that You would be justified in Your words and blameless in Your judgements.”

Unrealistic Expectations

6 Jan

Thirty years..thirty years of tunnel vision, busting my tail trying to prove myself, believing in other people’s pipe dreams, carrying their vision, being taken advantage of . . . hoping that someday it would all pay off. What did I get in return? Zilch, nada, nothing but dust, dirt, headaches, hernias, arthritis, the list goes on and on.

I got paid a good wage but for some reason my dreams never materialized.

I was raised to, “Stick with what you know” to, “Become an expert in your field.” That’s all well and good but I’ve been trying to do it all in my own strength instead of trusting God with my future.

These past couple of years have been quite revealing. I’ve learned a lot about myself and I’ve finally figured out that my struggles haven’t been with my level of expertise or not meeting the, “right people.” I’ve been heading in the wrong direction. The more I smash the throttle the faster my wheels spin but I just wasn’t going anywhere because I was chasing the wind, dragging around a dead dog on a leash.

I had my own vision of what my career should look like by now. I figured the more detailed it was in my mind, the better the outcome would be, but wood floors were just meant to carry me to this point . . . not all the way home.

I know lots of older guys that are still struggling in the industry. I’m just glad I was able to let go, I’m finally gaining traction.

Sometimes believing in God is the easy part. Believing in his plan for our lives is often much harder. That requires trust in him. Not just in his existence but in his ways, his word, and his promises. That can seem like such a tall order for us when life is spinning. But part of being a Christian is committing our lives to following him, wherever that may lead us. When we trust that He will guide us safely along life’s path, we can walk confidently all the way home.

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Why Are You Cast Down, O My Soul?

17 Dec

Lately I’ve been facing some real challenges. I had something worked out with a friend of mine, we were gonna be partners in my given industry. However work has been sparse; hard to come by.

My mobility is limited nowadays so I don’t have a whole lot of options anymore. Going into business seemed to be the ticket, but it hasn’t been working out as planned so I’m looking at my options.

Sometimes I get overwhelmed with anxiety, it’s enough to keep you up at night.

I think about the future a lot and it scares me to be honest. I thought I’d be a lot farther than I am right now at my age. But when I think of the yet unfolding tragedies this past year with the hurricanes, the tremendous suffering people are experiencing all over the world, I’m reminded that I’m not doing too bad.

Then I read the scriptures and recall God’s faithfulness to me.

Lord help me to trust You, give me Your perspective, help me to see the world through Your eyes.

For Your glory..

I love the book of Psalms, it’s pregnant with meaning. It’s like going to prayer school.

Psalm 42:7 Deep calls to deep at the roar of your waterfalls; all your breakers and your waves have gone over me. 8 By day the Lord commands his steadfast love, and at night his song is with me, a prayer to the God of my life.

Viral Trump Christmas Song!

14 Dec

“This video shows, during a wonderful Christmas theme, Trump doing away with much of the Democrats’ mistakes, especially Obama’s.

They play the song made popular by Andy Williams in the 60’s. It also shows a clip from the famous Christmas movie It’s a Wonderful Life. They have George Bailey beg Donald Trump to make America great again.

The video was created by the entertainer Dana Kamide, a talented artist who creates lyrics and videos for entertainment.”

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“Country”

13 Dec

A few years ago after my divorce, I bought a piece of property by a lake in Beech Grove, Tennessee. It was out there . . . almost what they call, “primitive.” It took almost an hour for me to get to work, but it was mine. The plan was to build a pile of money, we had a bunch of work coming, but somebody outbid my boss and we lost the account.

It was the middle of winter, and it was cold . . . in more ways than one. The peace and quiet was great, but I was alone out there, more alone than I’d ever been in my entire life. I learned a lot about myself during that time.

It was just an old shack I planned on fixing up. There wasn’t any power or running water and without income, I was in a constant state of desperation. I was trusting God but I remember countless times, crying out to Him, trying to understand why He’d put me there. It was a truly humbling experience.

Then one day an old dog showed up out of the blue, he had battle scars all over him. I shared my meal and he decided to stick around.

After a little while I had to put out the fire so he eventually followed me inside. You could tell he didn’t quite know how to function as a house dog, but he was grateful to come in out of the cold.

Work picked up a little but it was nothing to brag about. In between jobs I had to drive down the mountain just to get internet service, hoping maybe to land different employment or a day labor gig here and there. He had free reign but he’d always be there in the morning to send me off and be waiting for me when I got home.

I called him country.

The time came that I had to make a decision to tough it out or change plans; I was down to my last hundred and twenty-two dollars, and needed a throttle cable for my truck. I would have stayed but I had no choice, and I couldn’t take him with me.

I felt awful, we’d both already been abandoned, now I was doing it to him again. But he was familiar with grief so I figured he’d be alright.

Once I got situated I went back up there and stayed the weekend. I called out to him every once in a while hoping he’d come around, but I think he found his way into somebody else’s heart.

Thank God for dogs.

Uncommon Goodness

12 Dec

A buddy of mine just shared this story with me. It definitely gave me pause.

As believers we’re supposed to, “love others” and I do . . . generally. Unfortunately I turn into sort of a holy humbug around Christmas time. It’s been like that ever since my divorce.

Yesterday I wrote about the struggle I’ve been having for the past couple of years, in terms of giving to people standing on the street corners holding out those cardboard signs. I shared how I’d been scammed a time or two and was concerned, because I’d been developing a sort of calloused disregard for them.

That’s not a good plan.

Proverbs 31:8-9 Speak up for those who cannot speak for themselves, for the rights of all who are destitute. Speak up and judge fairly; defend the rights of the poor and needy.

This time of year we’re reminded how important it is to be charitable. I want my heart to be soft towards the needy; pliable in the hands of God. You never know what’s going on behind the scenes.

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