He is My Crutch, and That is Why I Stand Strong

I lead a Sunday school for the college students at Gatecity a few weeks back. I spent a good amount of time planning and taking notes on what to say, and it ended up being a pretty good class if I do say so myself. Was it my preparation, no. How about my thought provoking questions, no. In fact I did not use one single note or prepared question. The night before I was suppose to lead the class around 11:59 pm while I was putting the finishing touches on my message, I decided to give my message completely to God. I wanted to see what he had in store for me, the results were outstanding

The plan, of this non-planed study, was to take the stigma off having a Christ filled conversation. A spiritual high does not need to be attained in the confines of a Church structure, or with a formal meeting of the spiritual minds. When the belief in Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior, is the most important detail of your life, as it should be, then you should not need a planed agenda to bring up His Almighty name.

This approach of trying to have a untailored conversation in an every-day kind of situation was slightly complicated. Considering it was not in every-day kind of situation, chillin with friends. It was a Sunday school at Church kind of situation, making the spontaneity part of my message hard to display. Another small hiccup in leading was, I was still a leader of a message, so I could not fake that fact that I did have an idea of what I was going to say. It is hard to go to sleep knowing 5-15 people are investing about an hour of their life they can't get back, in what you have to say, and not think at least a little about what you are going to fill that time with. Granted I knew and know if I want to make sure their investments returned plentiful I need to depend on the only One who is truly good, God. That is truly what I tried to do, but that doesn't change the truth that there was a hiccup in trying to demonstrate that God can be seen everywhere. Everywhere evens includes our classes, the music we listen to, and especially the people we encounter, and we should not be afraid of noticing, and bringing it up to the ones around us.

I will be the first to admit it didn't go perfect, but we as the human race can't achieve perfection, and besides it wasn't bad. We started out sharing our highs and lows which is what was the best part of our week and what was the worst, something that might need prayer or need to be given to God. Afterwards I kind of awkwardly tried taking off the stigma by pointing out the observation that you will be hard pressed to find a profitable movie in western civilization that does not have a Christian motif. This point was made clear to me in one of my classes at Ecu matter of fact, it was a New Testament class but still it was taught in a secular viewpoint. After this people started sharing other places they noticed Christian motifs, or heard of a inspiring story sparked by a few people out of church focused on God.

So despite the complexity and the hiccups God worked through me, and other people in the room, to talk about how God is at work in every single life, and how regular situations can be amplified with the joy that comes from deliberately discussing and bringing glory to the giver of life Jesus Christ.

And the Dust Gathers

I was sitting on my bed hunched over a Rubbermaid container, were my computer and at the time my Bible laid, formulating a foundation for “The Boro Experience”, a small group I am trying to start up in Greensboro during the summer, when an unfortunate revelation accrued. The revelation was this; I bought a stack of paper back bibles somewhere in the ballpark of seven months ago, as I have been known to do from time to time as my supplies run low, but this last shipment has not run low. This last shipment of 7-12 bibles, have somehow made like bunnies and multiplied, or so it seems.

Those bibles are a tangible but hypothetical slap across my apathetic cheek. This apathy doesn’t stem from not peddling the hopefully addictive substance on the street fast enough. No, it stems from not being on the street with the substance, the light, the living water, at least attracting traffic, with a shining example of what’s inside the book. Does God take one day off giving all living creatures the air we breathe, or the gravitational pull that keeps us on this planet He made, or the life we take for granted? Then should we, those who are truly saved by His grace, take one day off trying our best to bring Him glory? I have not turned from His path and started walking in the opposite direction. I do not write my constructive criticism to myself from the depth of the lowest rocks, I simply write to urge all of His followers to take up God’s armor and wear it proudly in the world. Dust accumulated due to apathy is detrimental to one’s fire for God.

The Lone Wolf's Cry for Help

A blog post is well over due, not because of the amount of days that have passed since the last one, but because, the amount of stuff that I have been presented to write about but didn't. The primary reasons for this neglect is; I was finding less significant things to devote with the time God gave me, largely in part because of the difficulty I was having writing on a subjected I was trying to force out. I thought just because I had a sweet title I should finish writing the whole thing, even though I wasn't in a place in my life to do the subject justice.

I am sure I am not alone in being stubborn to having it my own way. It can be hard to walk a path that someone else picked out for you, even when that someone else is perfect and has plan for you to prosper. The flaw of being a lone wolf is a clear trait of mine when thinking of titles. I enjoy titling things, so when I have the responsibility to pick a title, I usual automatically dismiss all title people suggest to me. I am stubborn and prideful in thinking I can think of the best title.

That is the same thing that happen with my blog I had a great title picked out and a few well constructed sentences that rolled off the tongue, and suddenly I started thinking I, by my own power, I need to make this post a killer good one. Well that was riddled with flaws, first of all my goodness comes from the Father. [ Whatever is good and perfect comes down to us from God our Father, who created all the lights in the heavens. He never changes or casts a shifting shadow] -James 1:17-, and another thing it's not about how it reads but the authenticity and meaning behind the words I write. This blog is more for me then for anyone else, it is a way to stay close to Christ read back and see how he has worked through me, and the "you" sentences are directed specifically at me when I read them over again. Honestly, I need that sometimes, a straight call out or recall for encouragement, from someone I know and trust, me. "You" mustn't forget the reason behind your action or you have forgotten where you placed the heart.

This isn't a post on one issue there is a few things in there but I am not going to try to separate the issues, I am going to trust in God that He will provided what needs to be provided out of this to the reader, including , but, if I may be so blessed, not limited to myself.