Showing posts from February, 2005

Why? (Reflections on Habakkuk)

I have to admit, I have been very angry with God. Sara and I were following Him, doing what he called us to. We moved to Sherman, knowing this is where he wanted us. I have not been able to find a job for close to 3 months now. What is God doing? This is something that I constantly ask myself. I think I have a glimpse of His plan, and then wham, something off the wall happens. For instance, last Friday Sara and I were driving in McKinney. We had a green light and I was going on through and then bam, we got hit by some kid who was turning left and did not yield. I saw him soon enough to swerve, but it still totaled our car. Her car. Our good car. Luckily, no one was hurt, but we are still left without a car. I don't know what God is doing. We have been being dilligent with our money, trying to repair our credit, hoping we could by me a new car this summer, and then this. I was so mad. Why do people who follow God, who try to do what He has called us to, continually face hardship?


Sara and I finally joined a church. (It actually was a few weeks ago, but I just now got around to writing about it.) North Park Baptist Church . More about this later. So, a few people there have asked me what we are doing in Sherman. All I can say is that God called us here, and so we came. We both knew that to go anywhere else would be wrong. But what does God want to teach us here? Now that is another question all together. If God called me to preach, (which He has) why am I not doing it. I am a minister of the Gospel, first and foremost. But now I don't work at a church. Ever since I was sixteen and I was called to preach, I have been aiming towards that goal. Because to be a minister, you work at a church right? Oh, how wrong I was. God has us here to teach me to look at things from the other side of the pulpit, for one. Let me tell you, that is extremely difficult. I don't always understand it. I am still a minister. Still a preacher. But I do not wo

The Church

I started reading Twelve Baskets Full by Watchman Nee last night. In it, he was talking about the body of Christ and how important it is for us to be a part of that. He made a reference to the seed of Abraham being as numerous as the sand on the seashore. It got me thinking about sand. Next time you have a chance, pick up a single grain of sand and hold it in your hand. What can it do? Nothing. It can support nothing, hold back nothing, and is good for nothing. But people use sand to stop floods, to support, to do all sorts of things. In my life, until late, I was like that sinlge grain of sand. I wanted to do everything in the church, yet I could do nothing. Until Christ got ahold of me and showed me my need for the body, and what we could accomplish when we united under Him, I thought way to highly of myself. The Body of Christ is an amazing thing. It shapes nations, it makes history, it inspires, it motivates, it encourages. But to me, the most amazing things a


I was interested to hear that Robert was reviewing his dispensationalism. I was more intrested to read his post about Revelation 14. Worth a read for everyone. (You will like this Bryan) Winepress of God's Wrath By the way, glad to have you back, Robert.