EN ROUTE

Over the last two weeks, the word "light" was mentioned three times by three different people, and each time, I was in the headspace of thinking of our pending transition. It's not a word that is typically used or expected, in my opinion, especially in light of the context. The word choice and frequency were significant enough to catch my attention each time. So naturally, I'm inquiring and asking the Lord, what does it mean to me and my situation?  I'm still musing over it. But for now, it's given me encouragement, confidence, and enough strength to keep moving forward in faith and trust - especially in the face of the uncertainty, the mystery, and tasks to get us from "here to there."  As I type this, it's taking one day and one step at a time - towards the light. So while I do not know all of the steps and how they will all ultimately work out, I can have peace and assurance in the steps I am taking.  For me, "follow the light, keep walki

Moving forward is a choice. For those who have decided to follow Jesus, there is no other viable option. We must keep moving forward in Him and in faith.  We have been given everything we need for godly living and to run our race. We have direct access to grace and resurrection power because greater is He who lives in us than he who is in the world. It might be a fight, an uphill battle, but if we would not fail or falter but keep pressing forward, we'll see the victory in Jesus. Fear is a liar. Don't let the angst of uncertainty or the obstacles you see deter or discourage you. Dig deep, and stay in the game!  How do we run our race with endurance, longevity, and fruitfulness?  We run after the Father with hearts of surrender, open hands, and no ulterior motive or agenda of our own but to obey and be about the Father's business. Our obedience is not rooted in fear, obligation, or some pro-quid tactic.  It's rooted in love, gratitude, and adoration towards a loving and

God, you alone are my Source. You are Provision. And you alone deserve all glory, praise, and honor. You are worthy of all of my adoration and admiration. Not a job. Not a person. Not an opportunity. You alone, God, and I am grateful because you do not change. You are constant, faithful, and able. You are with me, and you are for me. In the valley, or on the mountaintop, whether in plenty or want, in chaos or calm, my soul can rest and find peace in you, Jesus. My Prince of Peace.  "Haven't I commanded you: be strong and courageous? Do not be afraid or discouraged, for the LORD your God is with you wherever you go."   My Father loves me. He only does good, and he does all things well. He's leading me in His good and perfect will. And my heart can and will trust in Christ alone. 

Fear is a liar. It distorts, suffocates, and overwhelms. I refuse to give my emotions and feelings a front seat to my life. Praise, worship, and thanksgiving are the antidote. Keeping my eyes fixed and focused on the only One who can rescue, deliver, set free, and put me on solid ground. Jesus Christ is the Cornerstone, the Solid Rock, and Firm Foundation for which I build my life and live. I will not fear. I do not have to worry.  ** Two Weeks Ago** 

Sometimes the bravest and most courageous thing I can do is "do it afraid." I can choose to stay on the sidelines wishing, wanting, wondering. Or, I can dive in and trust that the grace of God will meet me there and his grace is sufficient to sustain me. God's word tells me that He will never leave me nor forsake me (Hebrews 13:5) and that He has  already  given me everything I could ever need for life and godliness by his divine power (2 Peter 1:3). All that He asks is that I step out. The details and steps may be unclear or not fully known by me, but I can have confidence and peace in forging forward because the One who is calling me and sending me does know the details and steps.  God is not disappointed when I'm afraid, scared, or even fearful at times. He's compassionate and knows it is scary being a human seeking to live an extraordinary life for the sake of the Gospel. Therefore, I find comfort in knowing that the great heroes of our faith were exhorted co

I read an article today about a man who left a church sanctuary for the first time in three years.  My heart sank, and tears welled up at the thought of this man separated from his family for 1,095 days. I wonder and imagine what those uncertain days felt like for him. Did he live with and in fear, anxiety, and heartache? How did his faith sustain him?  Heart wrenching for what he suffered and the countless others in the same predicament. I pray for God's mercy and help.  I was then challenged and convicted at the same time. Are our churches a sanctuary, haven, and place of refuge for all people seeking help? Are we equipped and designed to receive people in the time of their need and distress?  Have we created, cultivated, and nurtured a culture and environment that speaks to what we value or should value - caring for all people and paying careful attention to the orphans and widows, the immigrants, the helpless and disenfranchised? Our call is to love, shepherd, care, pastor all