Though storms of life may rage, I will trust, I will rest and I will worship!
We love the major key. Positive, happy.
The minor key is where things are real.
In Hebrew culture, for the most part, everything is in the minor key.
We want things to be positive, hopeful. But, we live in this life.
The reality is we live in the minor keys. I don’t want to cuss, but this is where shit gets real.
Life is not positive, fluffy, whatever. Life is real, negative, a struggle.
DON’T GIVE UP!
Sometimes, as I write, I think of the audacity that is evident. That someone like me could attempt to express God in any terms, to think that my intellect, my words could simplify Him, make Him more approachable.
That would be my goal in writing. Whether it is a novel or this blog, my hope and prayer would be that something I say would help you see Him more clearly and know how much He loves you.
But, it can be difficult to put God into terms that any of us can really grasp. I mean, He’s eternal, omniscient, omnipresent, pure love, absolutely Holy! All things that our humanity can only catch glimpses of.
And, the reality is, I’m a mess. As I face daily struggles, much of it stems from the fact that I don’t understand Him. I don’t believe that He is for me, not against me. He is my amazing father, my King of kings, my Savior.
And so I come to you, hoping that I will help you see what I can’t see, help you know what can’t be known.
Funny.
But that is the pursuit of the Christian. To seek Him, to know Him, to believe Him and what He says, even though we are hindered at every step. So much like marriage.
I love my wife and she loves me. I am male and she is female. Nothing about me makes me capable of really knowing and understanding her. But should I accept that and become complacent, I lose her. That I won’t do.
So, I will pursue You, Lord. Though I don’t understand and can’t wrap my head around You, I will continue to try. Simply because in that pursuit, I find You and walk closer to Your side.
“Two for flinching!” Bam! Bam!
Did you ever play that game when you were young?
The idea is this. I act like I’m going to punch you and, if you flinch, I get to punch you for real.
My boys tried it with me and I told them that if they punch me for flinching I get to kick them for being silly.
“But dad, it’s just a game.”
No, it’s trying to train my body to not do what it was designed to do.
Flinching is an autonomic reaction to a visual stimulus. It can be directed into various reactions of defense or offense. But to teach yourself not to react is just bad.
So gentlemen, why do we watch TV, watch a movie and then wonder why we struggle with pornography, with lust? Ladies, why do we read romance novels and then wonder why there’s a struggle to love your husband? Teens, why do you listen to popular music and struggle to find time for God?
These things will always backfire because they go against the design. We were designed to be visually stimulated, as men. Don’t put a stimulus in your path, don’t choose one that isn’t your wife. As women, you desire relationship. Don’t fill that need with the false ones in a book. As humans, our need is to be with God, spend time with Him. Don’t choose to listen to the world’s preaching, the world’s worship of money, of fame, of humanity.
It’s always best to follow the design.
Ha! Two for flinching!
The Healing Worshipper 