God Is In Control
Long before Paris Hilton was around and…well…I guess not quite as long ago as Paris, France, there was Twila Paris. If you listened to Christian music in the early 1990′s you know of Twila Paris. If fact more than just know of her, you know and can sing her hit song God Is In Control. Even more, you know it so well that anytime someone says something along the lines of God is in control, you can no longer pay attention to what is being said because all you can see is that awesome 90′s music video and have the song stuck in your head. But beyond that, the words are true. God is in control. Try as we might, we just aren’t in control. We want desperately to be in control of our lives, but if you are like me, time and time again, I prove to myself that I shouldn’t be the one in charge. If only I would listen to my past. (Here is the video just in case you haven’t seen it in many years and want to reminisce.)
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Well, Sunday was one of those days that just reinforces this point and again drives it home. Sunday mornings are usually pretty crazy, but this one was worse. Of course I told everyone to be there 30 minutes later than normal because we didn’t have as much to go over. Yeah, that helped. Everything seemed to start ok, but then we started to realize that things were messed with during the week and were completely jacked and it seemed that nothing was working correctly. We had issues with the cameras. We had issues with the audio. We had issues with the projectors. We had issues with Pro Presenter. Then to top it off one of the volunteer’s had car problems. Needless to say, and to make a long story short (which I’m not good at…just ask my wife) we had problems today.
I tried and tried to fix stuff. I tried finding others that might be able to fix it. But when it came down to it, it didn’t matter at that moment. God was in control. He knew we were having technical difficulties. He knew my mind was all over the place. But more importantly, He knew that He had a plan for the day regardless of what I wanted that to be. And He showed up! He took over. Life was madness while I was trying to run it by myself. Then I finally got to the point that I just couldn’t do it and I couldn’t take it anymore. And then of course my last option (which of course is the best and should be my first and only option) is to just give it all up and let Him do His thing knowing that I am not the boss.

When it really comes down to it, I love it when I can get my stupid butt out of the way and realize that He is completely in control. That is when He uses me. That is when He really does great things. Now I just need to do that more often.
I love it. To me it is God’s confirmation. This is a gift. This child growing (that at the moment is a little bigger than a lime) is a little birthday present from heaven. It’s pretty easy to get caught up in the midst of pregnancy and completely forget or ignore the fact that He alone gives breath. We didn’t create this baby (well, in that way…yes we did). We are not the ones forming it. God is doing all that. He is building this gift. I’m not questioning timing. I’m not questioning if I’m ready. I’m not saying I know what I’m doing, but I do know that this little citrus sized being is a gift. Now we just have to raise it well and pray that it really does become a weapon for God.
Yup. It’s my birthday! Good times. If only it was filled with Transformers, M.A.S.K., G.I. Joe, and LEGOs like it used to be. That would be great wouldn’t it? We could sit around and have wars. Then once your team was all dead you could play War, the card game, work on the Rubix Cube, or go build a fort out of anything and everything. But I guess times change and people expect us to grow up. Ha. Yeah right! You all can do your growing up thing and I’ll go build a fort out of LEGOs or my Transformers and Micro Machines to live in!
I can’t say that I have actually heard that statistic before, but it really doesn’t surprise me. Many times kids go to church just because that’s what their parents do and a lot of the time it doesn’t ever really make it from something that they do to becoming their own faith and something that they are. Then enter college and the freedom that comes along with it and no one is there to make you. It happened to me (not quite the same reasoning, but still). I think it comes down to whether or not they are able to make the beliefs their own instead of just what their parents told them.
Over the past several years the blogging world has exploded. It seems that just a few years ago the only people that blogged were those that were really into writing, wrote books, or worked for the media in some way. That has all changed. Now it is super easy to get a blog started and it costs you nothing to let the world know what you think about ANYTHING!
As you may assume from the title of this post, I am struggling with my patience at the moment. Unfortunately, I am not waiting on just one thing so I think that is making it worse. But on the fortuitous side, the things I am waiting on are all great things! One of the main things is a huge step that our new church is taking (I say new even though we have been there for several months now because I was a part of our last church for around 7 years) in the next couple months.

