Showing posts from February, 2011


This past Sunday I shared the following journal entry written by an African Pastor who gave his life for his faith. The words reflect a life that is totally abandoned to following Christ."I'm a part of the fellowship of the unashamed. The die has been cast. I have stepped over the line. The decision has been made. I'm a disciple of His and I won't look back, let up, slow down, back away, or be still.
 My past is redeemed. My present makes sense. My future is secure. I'm done and finished with low living, sight walking, small planning, smooth knees, colorless dreams, tamed visions, mundane talking, cheap living, and dwarfed goals.
 I no longer need preeminence, prosperity, position, promotions, plaudits, or popularity. I don't have to be right, or first, or tops, or recognized, or praised, or rewarded. I live by faith, lean on His presence, walk by patience, lift by prayer, and labor by Holy Spirit power.My face is set. My gait is fast. My goal is heave…

Losing Everything

Over the years I have seen a trend, people losing everything before they realize their desperate need for God. It's a sad trend and my heart breaks every single time I see this. But never the less, the lost don't realize they're lost until they've lost everything.
My prayer is that before you lose everything that you hold dear, that you would make Jesus your everything. Only by making Him your "everything" will you be able to keep from losing everything.


So this is how my week went.
Sunday morning on my way to church I notice a loud noise coming from my automobile. Given the fact that I am paying my truck off this week I thought it would be wise that it actually works. So I take it in and of course I have to drop a huge chunk of money on it to pay it off.
Later that night, actually early morning, my younger son Toby (6 months) starts coughing and comes down with the ever pleasant Croup. So Toby gets his first ER visit at 6 months. Fay was with him in the ER until 6:30 am Monday morning. I was at home with my son Jonas but couldn't sleep one bit. So mark up about two hours of sleep a piece for the two of us.
The next day, Monday, my babysitter quits. Effective immediately.
That was the start of my week. In less than 24 hours I am an exhausted and an emotion mess. But I have to remind myself of how "God works for the good of those who love" (Romans 8:28). Well guess what, I love God and I have been redeemed.
Wednesday my wi…