Archive | March 2013

Petty.

Since the start of the new year, I decided I was going to read my bible entirely through. So I started to read a little every day. Then that turned into a couple chapters a day. There’s so much to be learned from every little part that I come across. I usually write things down in the journal I keep with my best friend, but since we switch out the journal when we see each other, I guess I can write my thoughts here.

This week I started 1st Chronicles. I won’t lie and say that I was totally captivated by the first page. All that it reads are names and genealogies, no real story or plot to come out of it. But then I got to another excerpt like the one from D. T. Niles. This one had no author and is one put in by the publishers of the book. It was along the lines of the lists of names and family lines showing how God cares about individuals and also gives truth to the bible.  I don’t think I had ever thought about it like that.

I think it’s really easy to get distracted or bored reading names for days. But I think if we look at it through the point of view that it’s just showing us how important we are to Him, I think it gives it a lot deeper meaning.  It amazes me that we serve a God that cares so much about his people that He would call them out name by name in His book. Doesn’t that show the love He has for us? I’m sure we’ve all been to a place where we felt petty, or small, or insignificant. But after reading this, it’s hard for me to feel that way anymore. I don’t understand it. But God thought enough of His people that long ago to mention them name by name, generation by generation, and that really gives me a crazy feeling of importance. Not a cocky or arrogant type of confidence or anything like that, just that me, out of everyone in the world is important to the one who created everything. I’m astounded by the type of love that He has for me.

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“Evangelism is just one beggar telling another beggar where to find bread.”

I came across this quote in my bible by D. T. Niles. One beggar telling another where to find bread. This really made me think.  Isn’t that how it should be? I think we’ve forgotten that we’re all here together. So many hungry, starving, dying, for bread.At the very end of last year, I made a radical change in my life. Much from, no pun intended, the book Radical, by David Platt. I started going to church and began to start going through those same familiar hypocritical motions that go along with calling yourself a Christian. I had heard the buzz about the book and didn’t think it could be true. I wasn’t looking for anything to “rock my world” like everyone I had talked to told me that it would. In the back of my mind, I honestly didn’t know why I would even read it. I didn’t want to live a radical life for God. I wanted to live for me and He could be there just in case. That’s what I had been doing. I bought the book. And I started to read. I couldn’t stop. I was amazed at how eye-opening it was. What if everyone was right? What if it would ruin my life for the better? They were. And it did.

After reading the book. I could see my life from the outside, how others saw it. And it made me sick. More than it ever had. There wasn’t a bigger definition of hypocrite in the book. I was ashamed that I could call myself a Christian when my life obviously said otherwise. I had been to this place before, like at every D-now I had been to, every year I would feel terrible and pray for forgiveness only to be at the next party the weekend after. This time it was different. It was harder. I was sick and I wanted a real relationship with Jesus Christ, one that I could live radically inside of. So that’s what I got. Radical abandonment into His arms. I recommitted my life after so many years of faking it and started brand new with the Lord. Not to take away from the book, but it wasn’t what changed me. It was from the inside. I decided not to burn out like I had so many times before. Not to try to be a good person for a week and then go back to my old ways. From then on, I was going to be a Christian, not just say I was.

That was in December. I can’t believe how much my life has changed since then. There’s no comparison to the happiness I’ve been blessed with since then. I can’t help but want to share that. It’s inexplainable. Everyone needs it. So that’s my goal. Help beggars, sinners, like me, that are starving, find bread. So many are so hungry, when they can be so full. I want to take them to the bread. I’m going to help them find that bread that I found and am so desperately in love with. The only bread. Shouldn’t we all?

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