Tuesday, September 20, 2011

God: Open From 5 to 8 am

I have never been that into praying.  I prayed, just never set a time for it in my day.  There is numerous reason why I felt like praying was useless.  One being, I never thought anything ever came of my prayers. 
My mom used to get upset at my brothers and me when we were children because when we would need something, we would wait for the last minute to tell her.  I guess we just always assumed that she always knew what we needed.  She would always tell us, “I’m not a mind reader.”
God is a mind reader though.  However, He still wants us to talk to him and tell him our needs and problems.  I would always pray when I need something or I am having a rough time with life.  I am sure that sucks for Him.
As you get older, you start to have certain friends that you know that, when they call, they need something.  Yea, sure, they start the conversation off by shooting the breeze and asking you how you are doing, but you know there is an ulterior motive for the phone call.  When you get those phone calls, do you put them on top your priority list?  Nope, you pretty much place it to the side and you get to them when you can.  It is your close friends that precedent on your attention.
Why would we treat God the same way and expect anything different from Him?  Luckily God doesn’t treat us the way we should be treated or treat those “friends” that call us for favors.  No, he listens, each and every little time we talk.  However, even in James 5.16, James says that the “effectual prayer of a righteous man availeth much."

I grew up in a church that was known for the loud shouting and praying.  It really made hard for me to focus on what I wanted to say.  It also made me feel less of a Christian because I didn’t have these elaborate prayers that these other Christians did.
I didn’t cry, but I did just start repeating the same thing over and over again like others did.  Sometimes I would say “Jeeeesus Jesus Jesus” for maybe 5 minutes, and then I would go in to an “OOOOOO God.”  I thought this would make my prayers go through. 
Sometimes I felt like I was sitting outside of a door to a room where God was and if I prayed the right way, He would hear me. 
Realistically, during these prayer meetings, I would normally pray for the first 5 minutes then I would spend the rest of the time looking at my watch wondering if I prayed long enough. 
We were a small church of about 200-300 on a good Sunday morning.  One that had morning prayer meetings from 5-8.  This was not good for me because, as most my friends know, I am not a morning person.  However, someone would always get on the platform and make others guilty for not coming to prayer meeting so early.  What I couldn’t understand was why did it have to be so early?  I mean, does God have somewhere to be? 
I got discouraged after I left there because I didn’t pray like they prayed.  My prayers were simple.  I would start out with a “Father” and then go into my problems and needs.  That took me about 5 minutes. 
It was never explained to me that God wants to communicate to me.  Maybe it was and I just never paid attention.  It just is so hard to wrap my attention around the fact that God wants to hear from me, let alone listen or even care about my problems. 
Craig Groeschel really hit it on the head for me in his book “The Christian Atheist.”   He said:
Admittedly, when prayer becomes an empty, meaningless ritual, it is boring.  But when you remember who you are talking to – when you acknowledge that the God of the universe is honestly, truly excited to hear from you – that truth alone will change your attitude toward prayer.
And when you talk to Him, be real.  If you are angry, let Him know you are angry.  If you’re hurting, let him know. Depressed?  He cares.  Don’t put on a mask that hides your true emotions, because who are you trying to fool?  He knows the desires of your heart, so he is certainly going to know when you are being fake in front him. 
How do you talk to Him?  That is another issue I always had trouble getting over.  I mean, when I grew up in a church where people moaned and groaned during prayer times or would start praying in tongues (which is another subject for another time) I thought that is how you were supposed to pray. 
No, Jesus gave us instructions on how to pray.  Man just found a way to muck it up and take something as simple as talking to God and make it as difficult as the waltz.  Matthew 6.5-8, ““And when you pray, you shall not be like the hypocrites. For they love to pray standing in the synagogues and on the corners of the streets, that they may be seen by men. Assuredly, I say to you, they have their reward.   But you, when you pray, go into your room, and when you have shut your door, pray to your Father who is in the secret place; and your Father who sees in secret will reward you openly.   And when you pray, do not use vain repetitions as the heathen do. For they think that they will be heard for their many words.  Therefore do not be like them. For your Father knows the things you have need of before you ask Him.”
It’s simple.  Just talk to Him.  He’s listening.  Try it.  Once you’ve talked to Him like a friend, parent or a spouse, you’re prayer life will never be the same.eH

Monday, September 12, 2011

just a tid bit

This is a hard thing to do.  Finding that right place in life where everything clicks perfectly. Not to say that you won't have problems, but less stress in your life that the usual amount.

Talking to my brother today and I was just reflecting on how much more amazing life is now that I am doing something I am good at, I like it and I am not working 70 hours a week.  His reply was that it was because of the money but, not that it doesn't help, I don't think that is the reason.

I am now able to do what I love.  Doing what I love is not my job.  I am talking about all the things I can do on the side now because of how much free time I have.  I am able to be involved with my church, more time to write, play my guitar, dinner with friends and see family. 

I see so many around me starting new chapters in their life and being so frustrated with it.  My advice, embrace it.  A new chapter means the end of the last chapter and now you have blank pages to write what you want.  Don't know what you want to do?  Don't base your decision primarily on money. 

The most important thing in life is not money, but what you do and enjoying it.  I really don't consider my job a "job."  I earn money, sure.  No, my job is everything else I do. 

I won't say that I have completely found myself yet, I am sure that will be a ways down the road.  I can say that I am on the right track.  My dreams of late have brought back memories of my past, but I also think there is something of my future in them too.  Not really going to dive into that just yet....

Friday, September 9, 2011

wise'n up with age

Really don't know what to talk about.  I really just felt like writing and wanted to get away from the private writings for now.  I feel the need to express my thoughts publicly right now. 

Been thinking a lot about family lately.  Not really the family I have now, but that which I want.  Not that I am just aching for one right now, but about the desire inside of me to actually have one.  Why it is I want one and what I look forward too.

It really has been triggered by being around Cameron and his children lately.  I was playing with Baby the other night, pushing her on her bike.  I then tried to get her to pedal the bike herself which she responded, "I can't."  Well, normally I would have just said "ok:" and continued to push her.  However, something different happened.  I responded to her, "You can.  Don't ever tell yourself you can't.  You can do anything you want." 

Pretty adult, huh?

I really didn't think about this until later that night.  In my "less-mature" days I would had not even responded to her, but probably would have cracked a joke.  I found it interesting that I replied this way because I realize that I am growing, not just in age, but in maturity.

I was talking to Terry tonight at work about being a dad, asking him what it is like.  He started talking about how awesome it is.  He said he was at a football game for his 7 year old and he was playing safety.  His son tackled a kid so hard, they both had to be carried off the field and all anyone talked about was how great a player his son was.  He said he tried to be humble about it, but when it's your child, it's hard to be. 

I can only imagine how I’ll be with my children.  I really don't care what I have, boy or girl.  I do pray that they are just healthy. 

I was listening to a sermon podcast from Life Church the other day and they had a guest speaker on and he was talking about forgiving yourself.  He was talking about the things he struggled with and it hit him hard when he walked into his son's room one night.  He just prayed that his son would never have to struggle with the addictions that he did.

I pray that tonight too.  I pray that what I struggle with, my children won't.  I am very thankful to be a part of such a great church family that I know will help me raise my children in a great environment.  I am excited to see them raised in the church and grow up with my friends around them. 

I do know this, I am fortunate to be around my friends right now as they go through parenting.  Learning first hand from them is a blessing. And until I have children of my own, I’ll just continue to spoil my friend’s children.

Saturday, September 3, 2011

it's not you, it's me....

I don’t write much anymore.  Not for blogging purposes that is.  Life is great.  Nothing I can complain about.  Nothing new has happened.  No new found fortune or lady friends for that matter.  I have settled for the life that I have been given and enjoy every moment of that.
Of course, there are many out there who could say that I am missing out on great women, but here is the truth.  It has nothing to do with those ladies.  They are all great women.  Nothing wrong with them, they are just not for me.  Am I not allowed to say that?  Can that be ok with everyone?
I was talking to a customer today and she found it strange that I was single and shared an office with Kim.  I asked her why.  She said Kim was a great woman and very pretty, which I agreed with.  So she couldn’t understand why I was not interested in her.  I told her that Kim and I are great friends and co-workers and we are destined to work together and be friends, but nothing more.  Nothing can come between our work relationship and that means we will never date.  That should be more reason than enough.
This brought me to a realization.  The women I date and never give a second, third or fourth date are not bad women.   Well, a few are…. No, these women are beautiful women with great personalities.  They are just not the one for me.  I know when I will find that one, because it has happened once.  And I believe that it will happen again.
I say this because I know I have hurt many people in the past.  It is easier for me to type it than tell them personally.  I don’t like hurting people and no one ever believe the “it’s not you, it’s me” line.  However, this is in fact the truth.  It is not you, it is me. 
Not that there is nothing wrong with you, the connection is just not with me.  I think sometimes we can be to drawn in by lust rather than our true emotions.  I have done it before, which led me to an engagement and a lot of pain. 
Beauty is not everything.  I agree you have to be physically attracted to that one person before anything.  However, after that beauty, you have to know that you can love that person past everything they put you through.
So I say this.  I have not found that second person that makes me feel that way.  I don’t know if I ever will.  I do know that my faith in God and trust in Him has increased this past summer.  I love Him more each and every day.  When I stumble, He picks me up.  I know that His love is never failing and that I can find comfort in Him. 
I always recite to myself Psalms 37.4 “Delight yourself also in the Lord; And He shall give you the desires of your heart.”  Though, I have, until recently forgotten what the first part of the scripture truly means. 
I need to find happiness in the God and God alone.  Regardless of what happens with my future, occupational, relational, church…al, I need to be happy with just Him, then the my desires will be given to me. 
So, if I have let you down, I am sorry.  If someone else has let you down, know it's not your fault.  God will provide.  There is someone for everyone.  I truly believe that.  However, sometimes we force OUR will and not His.  Be you for Him, not for a guy or girl
My prayer tonight is this.  That God show me comfort in just Him.  Nothing else.  I know a lot of times we say this, but we don’t live it.  I want to live it.  I want to be joyful the rest of my days knowing, if I were to grow old without ever getting married or having a child, I would still find joy and hapiness in Him.
Amen