Psalms 18:2
The LORD is my rock and my fortress and my deliverer, my God, my rock, in whom I take refuge, my shield, and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.
Psalms 31:3
For you are my rock and my fortress; and for your name’s sake you lead me and guide me;
How blessed of a man I am. I truly believe it. In my short, almost 28 years, I have seen and done things most dream of their entire lives, and Darlene and I are just getting started. I wanted to take this blog entry today not to focus on my walk, nor rant about silliness, but to do the most important things and thank God for how good He has been to me. I have a wonderful family and a beautiful wife. I have been to sixteen nations in my lifetime and seen 4 of the wonders of the world. My wife and I are in love and tell each other so daily. I am truly a blessed man.
The main thing I am thankful for is that inside I am still that 16 year old kid that wondered on a pier in Pass Christian, MS and threw God my life. God caught it, rearranged it, and threw it back before my hand stopped moving. Amazing. I will NEVER forget that day. Every doubt I’ve ever had is crushed by that moment when I became new; clean. I even had a small vision about it years later. In it I was covered it in mud six inches thick- face and all. I threw the marble that represented my life, and instantly I was struck my lightening. All the mud crumbled and fell away. Then, from up and to the right a coat fell and wrapped around me. I remember as clear as it was yesterday. I stumbled back (in real life) and took a deep breath. The air went all the way down. The pressure was gone. And, as is often the case in testimony after testimony (this must be what salvation feels like, What do you think?), I felt the weight of a thousand tons lift from my shoulders.
I walked away a different boy.
Truthfully, that moment is why I do everything I do. From the books I’m writing, to the mission work, to ranting about a misrepresentation of our good God; it ALL stems from that moment. Reading about men of God like Hagin, John G. lake, or David. David was forever the boy picking out five smooth stones from the brook and declaring the Lord as his Rock just before slaying the giant. Hagin was forever the boy raised from his Death bed only to spend the rest of his life following close the one who lifted him up and teaching others to do the same. Lake was forever the boy who was deathly ill, healed, and set out to allow the same one who healed Him to heal others.
For me, I’m still sixteen; thankful; in debt forever. I am called to this, sure, but the real reason was born by the ocean, years ago when I first became sixteen. That was the moment this process of being set apart first started. Like a good cultural Chinese story, I shall serve the one who saved my life forever. His blood sealed our covenant. I am no longer mine. I make myself his servant forever. He is to be trusted. He is good.
Thank you Lord.
There is nothing like Your love
No exchange for all You gave
To be welcomed into life
So I can know the love that saves
Now forever to belong
To walk with You for all my days
Theres no greater love than this
You are the Author and the Way
This is the sound of the redeemed
Rising up to praise the King
Our hope is in You
This is the sound of the redeemed
Rising up to praise the King
Singing glorious glorious One You have saved us
Honor and Power and Praise to the Savior.
You are the Answer You are the Answer
You come with power come with fire
As we lift Your name on high
And join with all the saints to sing
In bringing Honor to the King.
We the redeemed
Hear us singing
You are Holy
You are Holy
- Hillsong: We the Redeemed -
What about you? Comment and tell me, what’s the root of your beliefs?
