My pastor’s been doing a teaching series called Free Indeed. Each message has been good…very good. Today’s message was no exception. It is about giving and closing doors to the enemy – the devil. Short of a long story is this – we bring our tithe to God because it belongs to Him. All we have is His, and we bring him our best first fruits.
I can’t say I really even like this word, but it’s the one that sums of life at the present moment. So much is broken and in need of repair: thinking, believing, knowing, trusting, doing – they’re broken, so very fragile.
But there is another broken that speaks of life, of freedom, of grace, and restoration. It is the broken body of Christ.
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Sometimes you want to move forward, but you can’t. Sometimes you want the words to spill onto the page in perfect form igniting the senses, but they don’t. Sometimes, sometimes, just…sometimes. This is one of those moments. Maybe you’ve been there too. What do we do? We just walk it out. Acknowledge that it may not be the best day, but you’re still here on the earth – alive and breathing. Nothing could be better than that, and tomorrow will be different. A new hope, a new spring, a newness will come upon you if you look for it and believe.
If I’m going to be real then I’m going to write about the intimidation (a lifetime of it hidden from public view). If I’m going to write about what I don’t want to write about then I’m going to write about the experience of story coaching (life changingly good) and being amongst a very, very experienced, well-versed community of writers and feeling like I don’t quite fit in. If I’m going to be honest, then I’m going to write about how I feel so far out of my league. If I’m going to be honest I’m going to tell you that I’m ready to quit – and we just only started. I’m going to have to relive some pain, acknowledge some hurt and unbelief, and let people know it’s safe to come near me. I’m going to have to uncover old things that I don’t want to deal with but that I have to deal with in order to move forward. I’m going to dig my heels into the ground and build this dream. But… If I’m going to be honest, I’m letting you know I might quit. If I’m going to be honest, this is too much for me. If I’m going to be honest, I don’t think I can take it. I’m just being honest.
Of looking into another’s lane. Bad move. I lost my footing. Lost my ground. Got turned around. I made the mistake – one so very fatal – comparison. It can strike at any time while on the journey to your dream. Perhaps that’s what need to happen to us sometimes to help us catch hold of our God and His vision for us – the one we keep thinking is too big to pursue. But, it is worth it. I’m preaching to the choir here because I find myself in unchartered territories. Nothing here is making any near or remote kind of sense. It is out of the galaxy of my mind. Here, there, and everywhere are dreams bursting and making difference. And here I am…silent. Wondering, waiting, talking myself down from the ledge of success. The dream is bigger than me. The burgeoning reality of the dream is frightful. How can it be pursued if I know not its direction? Is this that moment to take it and make it fly? Is this the time to risk?