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Worship Is….

January 5, 2012 2 comments

“Worship is…
our response,
both personal and corporate
to God –
for who He is!
And what He has done!
Expressed in and by the things we say
And the way we live.”
– Louie Giglio, The Air I Breathe

I wrote this on the car ride from Bloomington to Atlanta for Passion 2012. However, it has not been until this evening that I have had the time (and free WiFi) to post it. The things that I typed on Monday, on the way down to what may be THE best worship conference in the world have only been reaffirmed as I sit here Thursday night to post it. So here goes……

This past semester, I have been asking the Lord to give me a crash course in what real worship really is. I figured if I want to make worship my life, I should probably try to get a thorough understanding of exactly what the Bible says about worship. I mean up until this point, the only real education I have received on worship is what I learn about it through music practices. While that has been really educational, I knew/know that worship is so much more than just playing music and singing some words about God.

So I asked a few of my “worship role models” about some good books that teach about worship (other than the Bible of course). I got a pretty long reading list, which has made up the bulk of my reading time. I have to say, the Lord has been blowing me away.

The quote above is Louie Giglio’s definition of worship. At first I was not a huge fan of it. I thought it was somewhat too broad. However, as I have read more books about worship, I realize how great that definition truly is.

Let me explain.

I think that most Christians would agree that our primary purpose as people/Christians should be the same as God’s purpose. Where some will agree and disagree is what exactly God’s purpose is. Without going into too much depth, I am a firm believer that the primary purpose of God is to bring glory to Himself. I have held this opinion for a while, but as I have been reading Isaiah for the past couple of months I have been convinced more and more of this claim. God repeatedly talks about how He has saved His people not for their sake but for the sake of His name. One isolated example would be Isaiah 48:9-11. I will trust you to look that up if you want. Or you can just trust me on it. Regardless, it is just one of the many times God makes such a statement.

But what does that have to do with worship?

Well at the base, everything we are to do should ultimately serve the purpose of glorifying God. But in our sinfulness we do not have a full knowledge or understanding of who God is. In essence, it is as though someone has knocked on the door to our house and asked us to go door-to-door campaigning for a political candidate who we know nothing about.

This is where worship comes in.

All of the books I have read thus far have said that, in addition to glorifying God, worship is intended to help us get a more full or complete image of the Lord. But what does that mean?

It helps me to think of it this way:

Imagine a big painter’s canvas. But this canvas has these black marks all over it; maybe even some dirt and grime. By every onlooker’s standard it is nothing but trash. This is our canvas before we have asked Jesus to be the Savior of our lives. Then the very second we ask Jesus for forgiveness and to be our Lord, He comes in with a huge paint roller and paints it completely white; white as snow. It looks like brand new.

So now we have this blank canvas. What do we do with it?

We then begin to bring the Lord this canvas in our times of worship. In our times of worship, like Louie said, we are acknowledging God for who He is and what He has done. Look at the lyrics of most worship songs. They usually contain at least one of two things. They are either filled with words that speak to who God is by declaring attributes of His character, or they contain words that talk about what He has done like how He saved us. So as we sing these words, we are affirming with our mouths (and hearts) that these things we are saying to/about Him are true. As we enter into times of worship through serving we are still declaring who God is. We are declaring who He is to others by saying that He is gracious and giving as we extend grace and give of our time, energy, and sometimes money to the people we serve (we cannot limit our times of worship to simply singing a few songs every week).

Regardless of what form of worship we are engaging in at any given moment, as we worship, God raises His brush and paints on our blank canvas. The first thing we should like to see painted on our canvas is the Cross. If it were not for the Cross, God would not even be able to approach our canvas, much less make it new or touch it with a single bristle of His brush because of our sin. But the Cross enabled us to come into communion with the Lord. Therefore, it is the very first thing we should expect the Lord to paint on our canvas. From there, I think our canvases will begin to vary by each individual person. I mean each canvas will, of course, contain a lot of the same elements. But each person tends to have accentuated views of the Lord based on the experiences of their lives. For some, we will see a scene of God being a loving father; maybe because that person’s father failed in the past. For others we may see Him as more of a sacrificial lamb that took a punishment on their behalf because of the intensity of the sin with which they were battling. The new believer may just have a cross on their canvas. Maybe another more mature believer has Jesus hanging on the cross amidst images of their own sin to acknowledge that Jesus has saved them but these sin struggles are still a very real daily challenge. Each canvas is as unique as the fingerprint on the believer to whom the canvas belongs.

But as we continue to engage the Lord in worship more and more, I believe our canvases will begin to look the same. Every time we give our time to acts of worship, be it music, serving others, communion, prayer, fasting, etc. (there are many forms of worship; “Expressed IN and BY the things we say and the way we live”), God will add more to our canvases. Maybe in one worship experience he adds a little bit of detail, kind of like how Bob Ross will add a couple of “happy trees” to his mountainous winter landscape. Maybe other times he adds a major focal piece, like a stream through the center of Ross’s landscape. Inevitably our canvases will have to conform to one image: the true image of the Living God. However, I do not think we will ever really get such a canvas until we are in Heaven gazing upon His face, when all question and room for interpretation are eliminated. God is a god of unity. He longs for ONE body with ONE head. Read Ephesians 4:1-16 to learn more about unity in Christ.

Every single time we engage in worship, our hope and prayer should be that when we walk away we would be able to look at our canvas and see that the Lord has made some change in it, whether it be a big or small change. I believe that if we enter into a time of worship trusting and believing that He will make such changes, then He will. As the Lord works more and more on our canvas, we will be able to look at it and, with the help and guidance of the Holy Spirit, see which areas are more accentuated than others; which areas could use a little more detail. Upon such realizations, we can then enter into worship asking the Lord to help give us more detail, or a better view or understanding, of this area. We may even see the Lord change the surface of the painting altogether. He desires that we have BIG views of Him because He is a BIG God. We may walk into a worship encounter with a regular sized canvas and, after experiencing the Lord, walk out with a image of the Lord that looks like a mural on a city wall. We will begin to see these changes appear if only we ask the Lord for them. As time wears on, we will learn to love and appreciate these changes more and more. We will take joy in something as simple as the Lord proportionally adding a tiny bird to a tree miles away in a Bob Ross painting or blowing our image up to fit on the side of the Empire State Building.

Our image, or understanding, or view, or “canvas” of the Lord that we hold is one of the most crucial elements of our beings. This canvas, as we reflect on it, should do many things. It should excite us. It should bring us to repentance. It should evoke us to action. Maybe it evokes more worship. Maybe we are compelled to go share the Gospel. Maybe we are compelled to go serve the poor. Regardless of exactly what our reflection on our image of the Lord causes to do, the result of each response should ultimately be the glorification of the Name of the God of the Universe.

The one other phrase that has been dominant, and that I did not completely understand for the longest time, was that worship begins and ends with Jesus. To relate this to our running canvas analogy, every painter marks a finished painting with his/her signature. It is frequently a very important mark to identify a genuine from a fake. However, unlike every other painter, immediately after God paints over our dirty, scratched up canvases, he signs His name. In His eyes, we are finished the very minute we ask for a new canvas. But what name does he sign?



Childhood Dreams and the Fear of Failure

September 7, 2011 2 comments

Prepare yourself. This is about to be a long one. I have had a lot of stuff building up in my life/heart/mind over the past…..8 months. Hopefully if I purge all of this then I can get into a habit of writing shorter blogs more frequently (as opposed to these novels that I write every few months).

Am I the only person that lived the majority of my life believing that what I really desired to do was probably not possible? What I mean is, am I the only person who at some point in my childhood fell under the belief/impression that some, if not all, of my hopes and dreams were impossible? That they were just a little to absurd? That the things that I wanted to do did not happen to normal people? That it would take a miracle, a 1 in 1,000,000 chance, for me to do what I dreamed of doing with my life?

I feel like I’m not….at least I hope I am not. Or was not.

I haven’t really blogged about my life in a while. Not that you really care about my life; or that you SHOULD care about my life. However, as I am more and more trying to give my life over to the Lord, making my life His more than my own, I guess writing about what is happening in it is more a testament of what He is doing and less about what I am doing; hopefully making it worth reading. (what a long sentence)

Since about January, a lot has happened in my life. I interned at a decent sized music distributor in Bloomington. Then I interned at a record label family in Bloomington (which is currently blowing up with success and I could not be happier for them). Then I interned (and still am interning) with a BIG music distributor based out of NYC. Now I’m back in school.

I don’t say all of that for the sake of “Look at me! I’ve had some cool jobs!” No. Instead I say that to preface the explanation of what may be the biggest wrestling match I have ever had with the Lord.

Coming into last fall I realized that at some point I needed to get an internship and figure out what I was going to do with my life. However, instead of coming to God and asking where He wanted me and what He wanted for my life, I just picked the logical path that made sense and was (and here is the big part) SAFE. I didn’t want to take a risk. I knew that if I planned out my future for myself that I could see the big picture and know where the potential pitfalls were and where I could give and take a little. When I made my own plans I felt safe. And the logical plan was to try to work in the music industry.

I guess God was kind of included in this decision. I used the fact that God gave me a love for music coupled with the belief that God placed me in the business school to mean, logically, that He must want me in the music business. Basically, I was the Israelites in Joshua 9. What happens there is that the Israelites were conquering kingdoms like crazy, claiming the land that the Lord had promised to them. The Gibeonites were freaked out because they knew that Joshua and the Israelites were about to the lay the smack down on them. So The Gibeonite folk got all dressed up with old, dusty clothes and supplies to make it look like they had traveled a long distance, and they then asked the Israelites to make a peace treaty with them. They dressed up like that because if the Israelites knew that these people were so close to them, they would have never allied with them. They would have conquered them and taken their land, as God had told them to do.

Joshua and the other leaders of Israel “sampled their provisions but did not inquire of the Lord,” as Joshua 9:14 says. Long story short, they realized that the Gibeonites were actually their neighbors, but they could not destroy them because they made a peace treaty with them. They pretty much screwed themselves over. Sure the Gibeonites were forced to serve the Isrealite people for the rest of their lives, but their existence was a clear, gaping reminder to the people of Israel of their sin and failure to consult God.

I was on the verge of making that EXACT SAME MISTAKE. At first, my decision to pursue the music industry seemed to be of God. Like the Israelites, I was on a mission to live the life God had for me….just without asking Him anything about it (that’s gotta work..right?). And things started to fall together. I went into Christmas break with all of my classmates having internship offers while I had nothing going into an industry that was, as far as I had heard and found from research, almost impossible to penetrate, to coming back second semester and seeing three different job offers in the music industry pop up within a week. Holy crap! I was certain that this was God showing me that what I had been planning just so happened to be exactly what He wanted for me. Shows how much I know…

My internships were good. Don’t get me wrong. I enjoyed the people I worked with, and I loved the music I was working around. But I never found satisfaction. I never saw a job in any of the companies I worked for that got me truly excited. Sure it would be fun to be working with Bon Iver or designing a marketing campaign for Mumford & Sons, but was that what God made me for? Is that why I was so passionate about music?

This dissatisfaction, which I realize now was very strategic on God’s part, led me to finally bring my life plans before the Lord. I began asking God if I was truly doing what he designed me to do. I began asking that He would birth in me a desire to truly pursue His will. As I began praying daily about this, I kept feeling like He was placing one word on my heart: WORSHIP.

I didn’t want to hear that. What could that mean for my life? I was sitting in the office of a record label. I could, in reality, see with a decent amount of certainty where my life could go in 12 months. That made me comfortable. I didn’t want to lose my comfort. What did worship even mean!? I had no idea… So I prayed more, and I began to seek out the people in my life who I knew God could/would use to point me in the right direction.

So I sat down with one of the coolest dudes I knew for lunch one day. We were just talking about life and music. I told him I wanted to get better at drumming, especially in a worship setting, but I did not really know how to go about doing that. So he recommend that I sit down with another well-respected “old” drummer in town who could maybe answer some questions as to what steps I could take to get over the hump and reach a new playing level. So I reached out to this guy….man was that a bad decision (and by bad I mean great).

Fast forward about a month and this wise “old” drummer and I were sitting together at Starbucks. To be honest, I had come in that day expecting to talk drums with him and find tips and tricks to help me reach the next level of excellence as a drummer. But God had a completely different plan for the direction that conversation would take. He began asking me about myself (we had never met each other before this) and before I knew it, I was spilling my guts about how I had just spent the past 6 months in jobs that I knew I could be happy in, but did not bring me joy. I brought up (with the Lord’s help) how essentially my entire life I had been trying to figure out what job I could have that would enable me to play music, and possibly transition from that job into a full-time playing position. That was largely why I liked the idea of working in the music industry. If I worked in a place where everyone loved music, I would surely find people who also played music and maybe through that I would be able to transition into a full-time playing career. Then I began to talk about how through some other experiences over the past couple of years, I realized how much I enjoyed playing music in a worship setting over than anywhere else (something I had thought little about).

A small preface to this conversation, I had gone to see Hillsong United a few weeks before this, and watching the drummer really made me long to do what he was doing. He was doing what I LOVE doing (but he was doing it for a living).

As the Starbucks conversation continued, I revealed how I would love to play music for a worship band, like a Hillsong or Tomlin or Redman, for a living. And then this guy asked me the question that I had not asked myself: What’s stopping me?

Crap. I had never thought about this. Well, I think I had, but it was more of a sub conscience thought more than anything else. I had to sit and think for a bit. Then I found my answer, and it shocked me.

I was scared. I can even say that I was terrified. Scared of what? Terrified of what? The answer to those questions was even more shocking as I dug deeper. I was scared that God wouldn’t provide. Does that register? Let me say it again. I was scared that God would not provide.

I have grown up in church. I did the whole Sunday school thing. I have definitely spent more weekends of my life in church than out of church. I am pretty certain I have heard just about every sermon topic in the book. And one thing that we always hear is that “God loves us and wants the best for us.” I have sung the song that says “You make all things work together for my good.” I have read Jeremiah 29:11 that says “‘For I know the plans I have for you,’ declares the Lord, ‘plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you a hope and a future.'” I’ve heard that preached; I have read it with my own eyes. And I have read the plethora of other verses in the Bible that say the equivalent. And every time I read it I would think to myself, “Oh that’s cool! I’m glad God is so kind and wants the best for me.” But I think below that, I was really thinking “But what if He doesn’t?” I was/am a skeptic.

I feel as though at this very point in my life, God is bringing about a million lessons that He has been teaching me over the past 3 or so years to a point where I now am beginning to see where they all apply.

Here’s what I mean. A couple of summers ago, I was really convicted about this very disbelief that I was beginning to realize was pervasive in my life. I think I may have blogged about it, but I am not sure. To briefly summarize, I was really convicted that I was living a “Plan B Christianity.” And what I mean by that is that I always made/make plans asking God to honor them, and then right after I give those plans to the Lord I begin to make a Plan B in the event that God does not show up. I lived a faith that would equate to Jesus saying this, “I am the way, the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me….but in case I screw up, go ahead and put your faith in Buddah and Allah too. Just in case.” – Ryan 14:6

But here’s the deal, Jesus didn’t say that. He didn’t ask us to follow Him when it was convenient for us. No. Read Luke 9:57-62. In those verses Jesus tells us that following Him will be the hardest thing we will EVER do. It will cost us our home, our family, and our lives. There is no Plan B; only Plan Jesus.

Here I was sitting in Starbuck’s realizing that I have legitimately lived my entire life by a Plan B Christianity. I was terrified that God would not provide. So I tried to plan a life out that would allow me to follow him but still reduce, if not completely eliminate the risk of Him not providing (I took a finance class about risk hedging. Looks like I understood the lessons more than I knew). I was scared that I would not make money. I was scared that I may not find success. I was scared that I would ruin my entire life by following Him wholeheartedly and pursue the passion He had placed in my heart; a passion that He has been developing in me since the 5th grade. I am and have always been passionate about leading worship from behind a drum set. Nothing has ever come more naturally to me than that and that is solely because God has placed that ability in me and has nurtured it and grown it and placed people in my life who have kept me from throwing it away like a jerk.

I then walked out of Starbuck’s with my head moving at a million miles an hour. God just called me out through this awesome man. I came into this conversation with one agenda, and God literally punched me in the face with His agenda. I stood convicted of my selfishness, my lack of faith, and my disbelief. I was at ground zero, but somehow I was full of a joy that I could not explain….though I knew exactly Who was providing it.

I began praying yet again. “God, do you really want me to walk away from this resume you have helped me build up in a career where I have a strong chance to do quite well for myself to go off and try to play music? And not only am I playing music, I am trying to play worship music? Seriously? What will my folks think? What will my roommates think? What will my professors and my bosses and my academic advisors think?”

At this point God, through prayer, scripture, and a few podcasts challenged me with this thought. Any decision that is made without even a little bit of fear of unknown consequences, is not a decision made in faith. If we are truly making decisions putting full faith in the Lord, we will probably never really know how they are going to turn out, and that will probably make us feel a bit uneasy. He promises to make all things work for our GOOD; not as we expect. Because 9 times out of 10, he knows what we need way better than we do. So when we make a decision in faith, all we can expect to know is that God is good and HE WILL PROVIDE in a way that we will never see coming! HECKS. YES.

Well let me say that I may have the best family in the world. I don’t say that enough. I have the best family IN. THE. WORLD. To be honest, I was kind of nervous as to what my folks would say when I unloaded all of this on them. I am pretty much going to tell them that I am going to take the degree that they sacrificed so much for me to have and set it aside to play music. Not that my parents have ever indicated that they would not stand behind me, but that is a tough thing to tell your parents. My pride was about to take a huge hit.

So, like a responsible son, I put it off. Maybe, just maybe, if I put it off long enough, God would move in some huge way to indicate that maybe he didn’t want me to be a worship drummer. Then I came home one weekend and my grandparents came over for lunch and the question was asked. “How did your Starbuck’s conversation go?” Crap. Crap crap crap crap crap. And so I told them.

I told them that I had really been struggling with my internships, not because they were too hard and I could not keep up with the work, but because through them I realized that I was designed for something else. I was designed to worship my Creator and to lead others to do the same. I told them that God was in the process of placing a HUGE burden on my heart to drop my plans, the plans that I had spent about 10 months developing and working to accomplish, and follow what I believed He was leading me to do.

I spit all of that out in what seemed to be about 5 seconds. And then the pause came as I waited for their response. It seemed like about an hour. But then my family, being the freaking rockstars they are, totally blew my mind. They said they understood completely and asked what we need to do to get this ball rolling. Let me say again: I have the best family in the world! I would not be the man I am today had it not been for my parents and grandparents pouring into me and leading me to the Lord on a daily, if not hourly and minutely basis. What amazing people He has put in my life! Holy Moses!!

However, the question they asked did perplex me quite a bit as well. Where do I go from here? I had no idea. What I did know to do was begin praying. I began praying daily telling God that from what I could tell, He was directing me to commit my life to Him and pursue worship drumming, and that if that was not His plan then I need Him to close those doors. But if it was His plan, then I need Him to be working in my heart and in my life; opening the doors that need to be opened and closing those that need to be closed.

Man did He begin to work. The crazy thing is that I did not even see the work he was doing all summer (as the majority of these events happened in June and early July) until about a week ago. The things He began doing were crazy. There were so many things, but this blog post is getting way too long as it is. So I will save those for later.

Anyways, fast forward to the end of the summer. Following the advice of that initial cool dude I grabbed lunch with, I began to really focus on my times of private worship; my time with just myself and the Lord. In one of these worship times, I just threw this out to God: “God if this whole worship thing is really where you want me, I would love some sort of sign or encouragement that I am doing the right thing. You don’t have to. I know it’s bad to ask for signs. But if you feel like it, I sure would love that.”

Then I began to read some Psalms. And he punched me in the face with Psalm 37. I will probably be writing about Psalm 37 more later this week, if not more, but essentially I got hit with verses 3 through 7.

Psalm 37:3-7

“Trust in the LORD and do good;
dwell in the land and enjoy safe pasture.
Take delight in the LORD,
and he will give you the desires of your heart.

Commit your way to the LORD;
trust in him and he will do this:
He will make your righteous reward shine like the dawn,
your vindication like the noonday sun.

Be still before the LORD
and wait patiently for him;
do not fret when people succeed in their ways,
when they carry out their wicked schemes.”

For the sake of time, I will not break that verse down. But I will very very soon. So be on the lookout!

Then He laid on my heart to write a Facebook message (yes God uses social media sometimes). There is a guy that I knew of who had served in Cru at IU who was playing with a well-known professional worship band. We had a few mutual friends, so I sent him a friend request. He accepted it. However, I had said all summer that I wanted to actually get ahold of him, but I knew he was a busy dude and I did not want to be a bother. But then God finally said, “Just do it already!!” So after some intense worship and prayer time, I broke down and sent this guy a Facebook message.

To be honest, after I clicked send I felt like a middle school girl. Would he respond? What if he doesn’t check his Facebook messages? What if he says he is too busy?

This guy had come from IU and was doing exactly what I wanted to do. I REALLY wanted to get the chance to pick his brain and learn from his experiences. A day or so went by, and over that day I considered sending him one more message, just in case. Then, as I was considering it again, he messaged back! HOLY COW! I couldn’t believe it. He asked for my E-mail address so that he could send me a detailed response when he had a second. Of course I sent him my address and then the waiting began. Then, as we were setting up for the first Cru for the year I looked at my phone to see that I had an E-mail from him! I think I almost pee’d my pants in that moment. I thought, “This must be the sign from God!” Little did I know, it was not the fact that this guy that E-mailed me that was the sign or encouragement that God had for me. What this dude said in his E-mail may have been some of the most impactful and encouraging things I had seen God place in my life. Ever.

I won’t go into detail right now. But this man said things that were so specific to my situation and spoke so directly to the things that God had been doing in my life up until that point that it was insane! Through his words, God revealed to me how He has been working over the past summer to begin developing me to grow into the plans He has for me (don’t misunderstand me. I am NOT at the point where He wants me. But I know and can see that He is continually preparing me). My heart was, and is, overflowing. There is something so refreshing, rejuvenating, and exciting about laying aside your fears and your plans and accepting the calling He has placed on your life.

It’s funny looking back on things. Spring semester had been really tough for me. It was a relatively dry period in my spiritual walk. I came into the summer not sure what to expect. I came into the summer planning to try to get into the Word as much as possible. I had been asking, for a number of reasons, that God would show me what meant to have a healthy fear of Him. So He lead me to read Jeremiah. If you are seeking a fear of the Lord, Jeremiah is a GREAT book. Read Jeremiah 7:30-8:3. Not only did God give me a healthy fear of Himself, He revealed to me an entirely different kind of fear, an unhealthy fear, that I was living in.

Looking back now, I was, and still am for that matter, so much like Moses and the Israelites. God had the Promised Land for them. However, in their “wisdom” they sent spies to check out the people inhabiting it and allowed their fear to guide their decision making process, which is exact what I did. And as a result, God put them in the desert for 40 years.

As I think about it, last year, and really my time at IU has been a desert experience to a degree. What I mean by that is this: God frequently uses desert experiences, or times where we are not where we want to be or thought we would be, to show us what we really want. I am realizing more and more that I was placed at IU and at those music companies so that I could realize what God really wanted for me. Is that to say that God will never allow me to use my business degree? Of course not. But He sent me to business school, not music school, so that I could realize how much I truly love music. He placed me in non-worship bands to show me how much I truly love worshipping Him more than playing music. He placed me in the music industry to show me that I will never really feel fulfilled unless I am playing music for Him, like He designed me to do. As a very wise friend of mine preached over the summer, “God does not take us to the desert to leave us there. He places us in the desert to take us somewhere else.” That is so true!

In my case, it was my fear that placed me in the desert. I have lived my life literally crippled by fear. I was making decisions like Moses: based on fear. I was letting the safe and logical guide my life like Joshua and the Gibeonites. I am a firm believer that the majority of Christians live lives crippled by fear. What are you scared of?

Maybe your Promised Land is your non-Christian parents coming to know Christ and your fear is that having a conversation with them about it will alienate them and make your relationship awkward? Maybe you aren’t a Christian at all. Maybe your Promised Land is becoming a Christian and your fear is what your life will look like if you make the leap? Maybe your Promised Land is having a healthy relationship with the friend you love but have a lot of problems with and your fear is that the confrontation necessary will be too awkward and messy than you want to involve yourself with?

Whatever it is, remember this:

“Not one of the Lord’s good promises to the house of Israel failed; every one was fulfilled.” – Joshua 21:45

In case you didn’t catch it, here it is again:

“You know with all your heart and soul that not one of the all the good promises the Lord your God gave you has failed. Every promise has been fulfilled; not one has failed.” – Joshua 23:14

“It is God who arms me with strength and makes my way perfect. He makes my feet like the feet of a deer; he enables me to stand on the heights. He trains my hands for battle’ my arms can bend a bow of bronze. You give me your shield of victory; you stoop down to make me great. You broaden the path beneath me, so that my ankles do not turn.” – 2 Samuel 22:33-37

“Delight yourself in the lord and he will give your he desires of your heart. Commit your way to the Lord trust in him and he will do this: He will make your righteousness shine like the dawn, the justice of your cause like the noonday sun.” – Psalm 37:4-6

My God is a god that provides. I am not trying to preach some kind of “prosperity gospel”. The life of a Christian is not rainbows and butterflies. Telling God that you want a yacht with all your heart does not mean He will give you one. What he will do is give you the life you never knew you could have but will never want to leave.

Trust Him. He delivers.

Sorry for the typos. Thanks for reading.

Until next time….

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