Monday, September 26, 2011

Thoughts Before Departure

With days before my departure to Indonesia I can't help but experience copious pools of emotions. Thoughts seem to flood my mind with persistence. The other night I lay awake with nervousness and anxiety of what I was getting myself into. 2 years! I'm moving to another country that I have never been to for the next two years of my life. Not only that, but I am suppose to teach these children English. I don't have much experience with teaching. How am I suppose to just waltz in there and begin teaching these children with confidence and competency. These thoughts continued to invade and infect my mind with despondent sentiments.

As I began to blockade and divert my mind from spiraling into these pools of emotions, the Holy Spirit began to convict me of where God has taken me through this current season of life...

In this season, God has open an entirely new paradigm and lens of what defines faith. For many, faith is a term of ambiguity and abstraction. We are frustrated at the concept or (cop-out) of "you just need to have more faith". This just doesn't settle right for the majority, and I believe there is a reason why this is so. Faith is not some abstract or ambiguous concept awaiting its intricacies and complexities to be solved. More importantly, faith is our Identity.

Let's think back to the stories of faith that have become posters of faith inscribed throughout the Old Testament. The epic stories of "David and Goliath", Shadarach, Meschack, and Abendego", Daniel, and many others. We have defined these stories over the centuries as having exemplary faith experiential moments. Yes, these men and women of God have decided to act out in faith in trusting their Father in heaven to be there protector, provider, and stronghold. If we were to look deeper into these incredible stories of faith we would find the true meaning and definition of what faith is. Their faith was not just an action, it was their IDENTITY. You see, When David walked up to Goliath David knew that there was not an ounce of talent/strength in him that could take down this giant. This was an obvious unequivocal truth to David. However, David knew that he was no longer identified in himself. Yes, David was identified in the God Most High. This is where his entire identity rested. In this knowledge, David knew that God would prevail in any circumstance. As we look throughout the faith stories of the Old and New Testaments it is this very concept of faith/identity that we begin to see.

Correspondingly, we look to the New Testament and find this very theme of faith. "It is no longer I who live, but Christ who lives in me, And the life I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me" (Galations 2:20). This is our very identity. We need to wake up and realize this incredible life-changing reality, that we no longer live, but Christ lives inside of our very body. We live, move and breath through Christ and in Christ. Unavoidably, this is who we are. We simply need to realize this.

As I lay there the Holy Spirit had shook me to the core. I had forgotten my identity. How can I be afraid of failure and my insecurities when it is no longer I who live? Christ lives in me, and with this knowledge I know that God will guide my footsteps into where I need to go and what needs to be done. Ultimately, I am a tool in the toolbox of God's gloriously magnificent Kingdom reigning/coming here on/to earth.

Thanks be to God. May His glory be revealed through His children.

Sunday, September 4, 2011

The Dreamer

I’m a dreamer living in a dreamland

Reality is a train wreck, leaving only fragmented images behind

Forming what seems to be a convoluted puzzle,

The pieces lost in the vast emptiness of the mind

It’s half passed 3 A.M., yet a man in a black suit illustrates the scene

Cacophonies scream in a dampened alleyway

I’m left with no light, the blackness contains me

The painted dreamland is drowning away the distress of a broken world.

Flooded, the paint drips from the scene,

Effacing tattered hearts and obscene reflections of darkness

Days become a blur within the contraption of my mind

Eccentrically exhilarated thoughts become illustrated images

Painted within the mind’s apparatus

Transcending me into a muddled delirium,

Inundated by nostalgic sorrows

The mind is forever inspired by the dreamland,

Perpetually anticipating the revelation of the painter of the dreams