fear

Failure Does Not Equal Death.

When you wake up in the morning, what is it that you wish you could do?

When you are getting ready for work, what is your mind REALLY occupied with?

What is that thing, above all other ideas and tasks and jobs, that gets your blood rushing and your adrenaline up? That thing that when you think about it, you get lost in a day dream, and when you actually get a free moment to spend time doing it, you lose track of time?

What are you passionate about?

And why aren’t you living that passion out?

Every person I have ever encountered that is not doing what they love almost always answers me with one or more of these three things:

“Well, it’s just not very practical.”

“There’s not really any money in that.”

“My spouse/family/friends wouldn’t understand or approve.”

Here’s the common denominator that anchors all of these excuses to our hearts: FEAR.

Fear tells us that our dreams are only just that: dreams. They aren’t meant to make into a reality. They are simply there to make us feel better, nothing more. Taking it any further would just end in failure, because it’s not what practical adults do.

Fear loves to ask, “how are you going to pay your bills doing that? That’s going to take a lot of sacrifice, and sacrifice is not your strong point. It’s just too hard. People are going to think you are ridiculous for not making every dollar you could possibly make.”

Fear insists that you think about the possible disapproval of your loved ones, and how you just can’t handle that. You’ve tried to make them understand before, but they just don’t get it, so why bother?

All of that is crap. Fear is a liar. I mean, I’ve said it before, and I’ll keep saying it until we all finally BELIEVE THIS CRUCIAL TRUTH.

We were created in the image of our CREATOR. We have the create ingredient in us.

There’s a strange, unexplainable and euphoric joy that comes from doing, making, creating something with your own hands (or minds), isn’t there?

That’s part of that image-bearer in us. And what’s so incredible, what makes me want to fall on my face in worship right now, is that there are millions of us, with millions of different passions and abilities lying in hibernation, waiting to be awakened and put to use for our joy, the continued restoration and redemption of our world and ultimately God’s glory.

So let me ask you again: Why aren’t you living that passion out?

If you just exist each day in the mind set that if you try, you might fail, then you are going to live a very sad life. It’s that simple.

Failure¬†‚Ȇ Death.

Failure = A First, Second, Third, Fourth Try.

In the ridiculous but somewhat insightful words of Pink (or whoever it is that writes her songs), “…but just because it burns, doesn’t mean you are gonna die, you gotta get up and try try try.”

Awakening that passion may mean that you are going to be really poor. It may mean selling your nice car and driving an old clunker around. It may mean eating out less and cooking beans and rice more. It may mean shredding your credit card so that you stop spending loads of money you don’t have. It may mean that even though you have to turn all the lights off in your house to lower the energy bill, you paint incredible masterpieces by candle light.

Your passion is worth it.

It may mean that you die the “American Dream” and sell everything you have and move to Nakuru, Kenya so that you can love motherless babies and make soap.

Your passion is worth it.

It may mean going to school for something so specific and risky, instead of being an accountant like your dad wants you to be.

Your passion is worth it.

It may mean that you try, and fail, and try and fail, and try and fail…. and then finally succeed.

Your passion is worth it.

No more excuses, ok? Stop cheating yourself and everyone around you out of your God-given and beautiful abilities.

Do. Make. Create.

Fear is a liar. Repeat that in your head as many times as necessary.

 

Holy Sanctification Process Batman, What the Crap is Happening?

What an insane 24 hours it has been. We all know one of the reasons why, and for the sake of all of our sanity, I won’t talk politics.

Last night my son woke up at around 3:45 in the morning. Typically when this happens, something spiritually fishy is going on, but I was drugged up on NyQuil, so Daniel handled it.

I woke up this morning to my phone being blown up with texts about friends in the hospital. Seizures, brain bleeds, emergency open heart surgery, respiratory infections…. THE WORKS!

How quickly God can put into perspective what is most important.

How quickly God can remind us of WHO is actually in charge.

Today has been physically and emotionally exhausting, but spiritually I feel SO ALIVE. I feel like my church family is suffering together, and suffering well. I haven’t really realized, until today, how much we love each other. It’s incredible and perhaps a snapshot of what heaven will be like (without the pain, tears, and weird hospital socks).

As wounded soldiers who are having to get their broken bones set and bandaged up, we are all leaning on each other for help, and it may be one of the most humbling and amazing times of my life.

If you are of the kind that prays, pray for Church On The Way. Pray for endurance, rest, strength, courage, hope and faith.

God is walking with us through the valleys.

 

Break All My Bones Part 2: Fear is a Liar.

I know that my blog posts are so spaced out, and I really apologize. We have been without a computer for several weeks now. We’ve had three computers die on us over the course of the summer, and it’s just been the dumbest thing. So I am reduced to blogging in my spare time at work.

Anyways, one day I will get to the real meat of the Break All My Bones series on here, but here is some more of that.

Fear is something that has always ruled my life, and just recently has God really been pulling that out of me by it’s bloody root. To help my mind accept that living in fear is not living at all, I ordered some vinyl lettering from my job and put it up on the bedroom wall right next to my bed. This stuff is big, bold, and and blunt. It’s the first thing I see when I wake up in the morning, and the last thing I see when I go to bed.

IT IS THE TRUTH. It is reality. And it is helping me immensely.

What keeps you from living life with joy, peace, passion and rest?