Not This Can of Worms

I'm not going to say much about it. I'm not going to rant and rave. It's simple, God is faithful and through this outcome in this election I believe he is bringing us closer to him in faith. Faith that he will work it out for our good, I have faith in my Father and what he promised us through Jesus Christ.

Also, faith that as a Church it is time to move and do our duty that we have been lagging in for so long. We have been given much and what we choose to do with our privilege as Christians in a free country is how we choose to honor God through his blessing. Am I excited about the man STILL in office? No. But God put him there for reasons at this time unknown, and I will honor this because of my God.

He was and is, and is to come. Glorious.

All to God

A Tidbit

Admittedly, I get easily annoyed with Jesus followers who are not passionate about people and the world. There is just something wrong with this picture. Especially those who let their religion define their position within society as if believing in Christ makes you cup-bearer to a king in an earthly monarchy. When in reality believing in Christ is supposed to let the world know that you are weak and only made strong by submission to the King and his theocracy.

I don't care what race or ethnicity you come from, people are people, and we have to care about each other, body and soul. There is something about every human-being having been created in the image of God whether or not they accept that. I'm not saying I'm perfect in this area, no one is, but I feel like believers should be conscious about their actions and reactions when it comes to non-believers. We should not be so surprised when a non-believer acts ungodly, we should be more surprised and concerned when a brother or sister in Christ is starting down an ungodly path.

That's just my tidbit for today. I'm just not sure why we aren't all together on this. It is an undisputed command in scripture, why is the Church so slow to action? Why is it so slow to help it's own as well as those who need Jesus? I'm constantly baffled, I hope to at least be a small change.

All to God

Thanks Sandy

Ah, a lazy weekend with siblings all around. It's been nice to just kind of lay around drink bunches of coffee and eat a lot of good food. Thank you Hurricane Sandy for making it gross outside so we would all stay in together, glad you worked out instead of being terrible now be nice to our friends in the north but don't think that it doesn't suck that you ripped the Outer Banks up a little. 

Anywho, it's been quite fun and even a little adventurous. We got slightly creative and built a little fort where we played a little Mad Gab and laughed at each other when one of us were saying the words correct but still didn't understand.

Katie (my sister) was excited so was I :)
We even had a fake campfire for a moment thanks to a good ole crank lantern:

It's been a good time here, although at times we've felt a little cabin fever, we have found ways to combat it. So thank God for good family who we can also call friends, good conversation, lots of laughing, and no loss of power because we are spoiled ;)

All to God

Impossible Love

I just want to love. Is that to much to ask? I want to love all of you, I want to love you all with every ounce of my heart. I want to take you by the hand and lead you just as someone else has my hand and is leading me, and Jesus is at the head of this convoy. I want to love you so impossibly.

I want to love you so impossibly.

I have every confidence that you would hear the eagerness in my voice if only I could tell you that I am convinced and convicted that I want to love you. Every one of you. All of you individually. I could spend the rest of my life praying for the world; every individual by name, wishing them well and happiness, joy that only comes from the Father. 

Oh, He perfected love, he perfected it so that when I let you down with how little my love is compared to His you won't see me, you will only see Him. And that's the way I want it to be, as long as you know that my love is chasing you after His. If you are reading this, I may not know who you are, stumbling on this by chance, I want you to know that irreversibly I love you because I choose too and because I'm called too.

I want to hold your story dear to my heart, I want the words to resonate but that would take a lifetime or a thousand. I could hold your life in my mind and heart having your own little chamber in both, eternally known in the life of the flesh and in the life of the Father; known because he has known you. I want to look on every one of you with open eyes, veil swept away with a dying world; I want you to walk on the waves with me in the light of the love that could only bring us all together, promises fulfilled.

I want to love you so impossibly. But I can only love you in the most possible way, it is there that I falter; where I have always been imperfect. My inability to love in the most impossible way is a testament to the only one who could love you and me impossibly. He did for you what I could maybe do for only one other, and he did that for the generations. In my impossibility to love as he loved I am humbled and in awe; proving who the King is, proving who the mastered love. It always moves me to Christ. Always.

All to God

Home Office

Since I have relocated home I have either been on the road or at the house mailing stuff out, cutting stuff out, talking to people, and other things that come in between. It's one of the greatest full-time jobs I have ever held and there is job security! Although monetary gain is not that great...or very existent I love it just the same.

Want to look at my office? Yeah.....ok fine, it's really just my parent's living room with my stuff spread out all over the place.

BUT much work has been done here and I have organized my thoughts and what I need to accomplish here while also accomplishing them! Throughout my life there has only been a small amount of method to my madness, normally it's just madness. I've felt more methodical than mad here and that's a really good thing. Yes?

Expanding thought on the "my job doesn't bring me income" thing; I don't say that to get pity, it's not a tactic for fund-raising (because that would be an AWFUL tactic). It is something I say because of the enormous gift it brings in my life: faith.

This is a huge challenge in my life; to rely on God for not only financial support for the upcoming year in Europe, but also general finances in my day to day life. Knowing that the providence of God is real and alive and  ABLE. It is so very able and putting faith in the ability of God to watch over and provide for his children is something I am learning all the time.

I am confident in God's providence even though there are times when it seems there is not that much to spare, where there's faith there's a way (maybe I just changed up the old adage a little bit) even if it's not the way we planned in our heads.

I'm glad my faith is getting a work out!

All to God.

The Wanderer

I am a wanderer, even from where I sit many times I am not where I am. My mind races with places so far from my home I could stare for hours at the pictures in my mind's eye. That's the only place I can wander the Earth free of charge without counting the cost, without hurting anything or anyone. 

But there are days where my body does wander, physically over the face of the Earth encountering, interacting. This is where it becomes real, the contrast of life, how love is translated through culture, how "American" really means uncultured and desensitized. Those are the days it's real.

From happiness of seeing the sun in a different part of the world, to the sadness in realizing how many we have lost everyday by being uninterested and unobservant. Because it becomes so real. When it's a reality that "Western Christian" really means loving only the church building and not the Church, when we find the Bible becoming redundant, and when we view sin as a laughing matter. This is when it is real.

Oh but the day dawns in a foreign land and a woman smiles at the words she received; the first translation of the entire Bible in her own heart language. There it is real. The moment that a boy in a village far away finds Jesus and plants Him in his heart to sit and grow like a wildly planted flower. A father's pride when he can say of his entire house "As for me and my house we will serve the Lord."

Oh it is real, across the world where food is different, people are unique, and the coffee is abundant. It is real, when the orphan finds rest in a place where Christ is central, when a widow is shown Christ-like love such as never been shown to her, when a common whore is shown the scars of Christ realizing that unlike her scars, these can heal her. Oh my friends, it's real. 

I am a wanderer, my mind wanders, my body wanders and where they both go they know the possibility of showing Christ within. Seeing a spark light up where there was once darkness, feeling a heart leap as it has found it's first lover, eyes widening in reverence to the Everlasting, Almighty, Sovereign God who saved them all.

It's real, and it's here, and it's poetic. It fills every human sense and it sends me to wander, in it's light I'll wander. 

All to God

Bank Account Whereabouts: Jobless

How the paychecks have stopped and the punch in punch out has become a temporary thing of the past. Transitioning back to the home place is always different and this time school is not part of the agenda. I won't lie and say that I am super excited to get a job somewhere near home because there are not a lot of job opportunities here. Hopefully though I will find something that will relieve a little financial strain...yeah that'd be good.

It's been nice to be jobless for a short time, just to hang out and relax with people I care about. From the mountains to the beach to MACU it's been pretty nice. Shortly, though this little missionary has got to play tent-maker for a while, and I'm ok with having a little money come my way........I mean, who doesn't?

So along with support-raising I will, hopefully, at some point, become employed part-time. So if you could possibly pray for that to become a possibility? That would be of the utmost help to me. Luckily though, the wonderful thing about wonderful parents who would (if they could convince us all) love to have us all move into the same place and live together that way forever, is that they let me live here for no rent. That means spending the least amount of money possible so that the money I do have does not dwindle quickly.

Well, well, that's about it. There is my jobless life, but hanging out has been a blast; blessed to have great friends and family. Forever.

All to God.