His Promises

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It is hard for us to let go of the dreams that have formed in our imaginations of what we want our life to look like, but holding on to them can be the most dangerous opponent to the plans God has for our lives.

Below is an excerpt from my personal journal written recently:


The man I am becoming . . . The man You want me to become . . . has and will continue to only come through pain and trial.

It has been a long road on this journey so far with You . . . Sometimes I didn't think I was going to make it out alive . . . both literally in the physical or it's how it felt through the intangible emotions that stormed within me.

And what parts of me did die as you allowed them, they were reborn and re-made by Your hand, rightly aligning with Your heart's desire for mine.

No, the truth is that the man I will become will come only through fire . . . through storm, and the wild untamed nature that is Your constant pursuit of my heart.

I feel I have dreamed for so long that the realities of those dreams coming true are a little too real for comfort. Those realities becoming . . . how does that saying go? "Harder than you thought they'd be."

The dreams I've had, some of which when I was a younger boy . . . 

As they breach and come up for air in my life now, after being asleep for so long within me in the world of intangibles . . .

I realize Im in over my head. I realize this is not at all how I thought things would play out . . . would become.

Yet, this is what I wanted . . . what I spent years longing for.


    It's funny how the promises of God look so much different before they actually begin to take shape in your life.

It reminds me of the movie Sully where Tom Hank's character Sully Sullenberger and Aaron Eckhart's character First Officer Jeff Skiles had to go before the National Transportation Safety Board (N.T.S.B.) where they were questioned and challenged for the decisions they made during their emergency landing into the Hudson River in 2009.

I loved how baffled the N.T.S.B. was after finding that taking out the two heroic pilots from the equation toward the circumstantial parameters of the event, all attempts made through simulations failed to safely land the big Airbus after losing thrust in both engines.

What should have been impossible for the Captain and his First Officer proved to only be possible in the quick decisions they made during the actual event, as unorthodox as those decisions may have seemed to those who were not in that horrific situation.

The promises of God to me are very similar. 

He tells us we will land safely and we will make it to where we are going . . . But He doesn't tell us how it will be possible or what it will look like along the way getting there.

He only gives the promise of hope that we will make it there.

We simply cannot take Him out of the picture . . . for without Him, we fail.

That's how the promises of God work.

He is the part of the equation that cannot be removed without failure being the consequence.

Within the hopeless parameters of our lives, He is the pilot who makes it possible and what was once hopeless for us becomes Hope himself.

When He gives us a promise, usually our first reaction is a bit like this:


Judges 6:14

"Then the Lord turned to him and said, "Go with the strength you have, and rescue Israel form the Midianites. I am sending you!"


    God told Gideon two keys things here. He told Him to "go with the strength you have" and He went as far as to affirm Him saying, "I am sending you," in case there was any doubt otherwise.

Now in the very next verse . . .


Verse 15

"But Lord," Gideon replied, "how can I rescue Israel? My clan is the weakest in the whole tribe of Manasseh, and I am the least in my entire family!"


 "How?! That doesn't make sense!" our logic reasons with us.

"How could it happen . . . and in this way??" the voice of doubt throws a fit after looking at the "evidence" around us. Our fear fights for control after seeing the possibility of failure or pain as the outcome saying, "Shouldn't we try a different way . . . a much safer way?!"

What God sees just doesn't compute with not only what we see but with our thoughts reacting to what we see.

Why is that our reaction?

It is usually because we conclude with these thoughts:

 

"I don't know how to so I can't do that . . ."

"I can't choose that because I don't desire it that way . . ."

"So that's just not possible."

 

But, what are all those thoughts above lacking?

They ironically lack the One who gave the promise in the first place!

They lack the Promise Giver.

What good is a promise without the one in whom it came from?

It's pointless and useless and without any real merit or value without the one who gave the promises backing it up and actually keeping it.

So why is our first reaction to God's promises usually to basically remove Him altogether.

Here are how some responded to God's promises, and we may find them familiar in our own responses to Him . . .


"Who am I to appear before Pharaoh? Who am I to lead the people of Israel out of Egypt?"

-Moses


(according to scripture, after laughing to himself in disbelief)

"How could I become a father at the age of 100? he thought. "And how can Sarah have a baby when she is ninety years old?"

-Abraham


"Heaven forbid, Lord," he said. "This will never happen to you!"

-Peter


    Now I am not saying we take on the role of God intentionally, but we do typically do that.

Somehow we seem to think that when He speaks to us and promises something, it now depends on us to figure out what it will look like and make it happen . . . so it starts to look hopeless simply because we are very aware of our weaknesses and shortcomings.

Other times we may find ourselves making plans and goals for the things we think He wants.

He sets a desire in our hearts and we take off running full force in a direction that we have interpreted for it.

 

    My mom said as a boy she would ask me to go and get something for her and before I would let her finish the instructions of where to find what it was she wanted, I was off!

Soon after, I would come back sort of confused and frustrated because I wasn't sure why I couldn't find it. She said I would do that a few times before she actually was able to finish giving me all the necessary information.

Sound familiar?

How often do we do that with God?

Whether we take something God tells us and reject it because it doesn't seem possible to us, or we go running off in our own interpretation of what we think it is He wants, they both take Him out of the equation of actually making the promise come to fruition.

Only with Him can His promises happen, regardless of our reaction to it.

 

    I did that in college. I had a small sense or idea of what I thought my calling was so I acted on it and started making plans and setting goals for my life. I thought I was including God but it turns out I was way off.

    I knew I was called to music . . . so I pursued a degree in music at the University of North Texas. That never panned out. I never would have imagined I would be leading worship and serving the Bride of Christ in all the musical capacity I am able to. I was way wrong about where I thought music would take me in which I didn't need a degree for, but that was my misinterpretation and pride caused me to think I could figure it out on my own.

    I was in the Air Force Reserve Officers' Training Corps program in part of my time in college soon to contract the following summer to become a jet fighter pilot. That didn't pan out either. I was wrong in where I ran with my passion to fight for a greater cause mixed with a newly found love of flying.

It had been a dream of mine for years to become a jet fighter pilot . . . but it had to die because what God was calling me to later on would prove to be a greater cause to fight for than I could have ever imagined I would be apart of. 

Now I fight for hearts . . . and fight for the freedom of those who God sets fire in me to pursue to help break the chains binding His bride . . . His church.

    I pursued a degree in Journalism at some point during my college career because of my passion for writing. I've loved writing since I was a boy. My dreams were to write for a magazine and travel the world, living off the adventures I longed to experience. I was again far off from what God had planned even though the passions and desires were right.

Now I write music and articles and perhaps one day a book to help inspire and give testament to all God has revealed to me in my journey with Him. I also have been able to travel all over the world, not knowing that me giving up what I thought was right for my life would end up becoming a dream come true now.

    Finally, I decided I would pursue a Christian Counseling degree thinking to myself, "Surely this is it!"

After finishing all but a semester and some change, I felt Him tell me to quit college all together as if I needed to be told, "Chris, you have been wrong about where I want to take you with your desires and gifting and passions so it's time to let go of what you keeping thinking is My plan for your life."

It's funny how we put together our most elaborate schemes, planning our lives out how we imagine them and slap God's "stamp of approval" on it to make ourselves feel better.

 

    It wasn't until I was at the end of myself and done running off with half of the instructions on where He wanted me to go that I finally found all He had for me.

He allowed me to run off and He waited until I came back to Him confused and scratching my head in wondering why things weren't working out quite right.

Our desires and passions often times reveal our calling, but without God leading us in what we are beginning to imagine for our future, we can stray far from where we were intended to head now.

It is hard for us to let go of the dreams that have formed in our imaginations of what we want our life to look like, but holding on to them can be the most dangerous opponent to the plans God has for our lives.

It becomes almost a filter we see everything through and it leaves our Creator at the mercy of our own interpretation of how our lives should look.

We may miss what is right in front of us . . . perhaps His promises unraveling right under our noses . . . now . . . right now!

Thankfully though He is patient with us in how He leads us away from the lesser things we cook up in our hearts and wins our trust to follow Him to the much greater and perfect things He has had all along for our lives.

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    We don't let go of our dreams and imagined goals and passions for our lives like we are letting go of a balloon, watching it helplessly as it floats away never to be seen again.

It is more like we are trading our little balloon filled with helium for the hot-air balloon He has waiting for us to embark into adventures we could have never dreamed up or imagined on our own.

He must be kept within our dreaming . . . our ambitions . . . our goals . . . our passions and desires . . . and yes, even our daily pursuits.

He longs to be a part of our lives in the most detailed way, but for us, He must be a part of the calling we feel is on our lives.


    Take some time right now to reflect on some dreams that have grown over the years . . . perhaps things you feel called to.

Maybe you think you've invested too much already into something you've always wanted . . . emotionally, maybe financially . . . and that's okay. Again, it doesn't mean they will be lost forever when given up, because He will not let you give up on the ones that are from Him.

But the exchange must come first before the promise. We must come to Him with our hands empty and not holding on to our "little balloons."

When you have thought about those dreams and goals and passions and desires, invite Him in, right there. Ask Him what He thinks.

Now look at your hands . . . open and empty . . . and tell Him:

"God these are your hands . . ."

In that moment, begin to lay down every dream . . . every goal you have set for your life . . . every passionate desire you've felt flowing within your heart.

Release it to Him and as you see your hands empty and freed up, keep them that way!

Trust Him to fulfill the promises that He has indeed given you, and be willing to let go of all that is not.

 

 

After all . . . isn't pleasing Him the most fulfilling part of our journey?


On Time

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In His perfect timing, He orchestrates a wonderous and wildly symphonic life flowing through those who are willing to live according to His rhythms

    I didn’t even get excited about a possible dream-come-true type of opportunity that just came randomly my way. Or, maybe I did for a split second before my defense mechanisms kicked in and didn’t allow me to pass a certain point of entertaining the thoughts of, “What if this is what I have been waiting and praying for?”.

Disappointment is such a strong deterrent of finding joy in a moment seeming to lack promise. The dreams that God fulfills in our lives can come when we least expect it.

I was told by a dear older man something his grandmother used to tell him and it has stuck to my heart since, reminding me of a simple truth.

 

He is an On-Time God,” she would say to him.

 

Why does it sometimes . . . no, many times, feel the truth is precisely and more accurately the opposite?

    Getting our hopes up for something that ends up not working out. It happens to us all and that would seem to be the perpetrator here of where we face the fear of that happening again in each new opportunity that comes our way. As disappointment would have it, our souls are gut-punched. As our spirits heave for oxygen from the wind being knocked out of us, our hearts are quick at work building new defenses in an attempt to not allow ourselves to be disappointed in that way again.

Sadly we call this “maturity.”

I would admittedly call it cynicism.

    It is subtle for sure . . . so much so that it would appear to be sensible and logical. For many, I have seen it used as a sort of wisdom, all though it is only an attempt to rid ourselves of pain we have deemed unnecessary. It is a grand gesture at self-preservation. There should be no surprise there, for the second we enter this world, we think of protecting and saving ourselves.

Being a child of God means we can relinquish that of an orphan’s mentality and embrace our loving savior who is Jesus Christ to be wrapped within the confident safety of our strong Father. His Spirit lives within us to lead us through a life that will be inevitably painful. Our hope is this: this life was meant to be more than merely facing unavoidable pain and striving to avoid the pain we can.

It can be a life full of passion and trust and love beyond anything that would attempt to destroy our souls. God offers this to us, without conditions and without remorse. He is not fickle nor indecisive in His pursuit of our hearts. Yet, we struggle with wanting control to avoid disappointment and pain when faced with life’s unexpectedly unfair adjustments in our journey.

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    I am not even talking about us trying to manipulate a situation or circumstance in order to avoid some kind of negative result.

I am talking about the deeper part of the intangible things we are thinking and feeling which make life real for us.

I am talking about what happens when we are in a situation that looks similar to a time when we were let down. A time when we were left with the heart break of disappointment seeping into cracks we never even knew were there and we began to sink. That would cause anybody to want to avoid at all cost another reoccurring incident we don’t want to go through again.

So we take control of our emotions and thoughts and don’t allow them to bypass certain defenses we have created for ourselves in hopes to avoid and resist pain.

Before we are tempted to consider this a kind of wisdom or even “guarding” of the heart, let us be reminded of how Jesus lived.

He faced pain head on and didn’t act otherwise fake or betray His heart. Yet we betray our hearts when we don’t allow ourselves to be fully honest in our reaction to what would seem unsure and might let us down. I have seen many of us do this.

Because we sometimes fear being childish with how we live we may deny the child-likeness in our souls. 

This would tragic.

We have been deceived into thinking they are one of the same.

Yet, all the while we are somehow shocked at our lack of faith and willingness to trust our heavenly Father with our lives as a child would.

If we are suppressing the child-like heart within ourselves, we are in-turn losing what flourishes form it.

We lose our child-like faith.

We lose our child-like trust.

We even lose our youthful passion and innocent way of seeing the world around us that is un-touched by the cynicism in the fallen world we live in.

We may have listened more to the news stations or talk radio than we have our Father’s voice.

We may have believed the lies out to destroy our child-like way we are to live with God which brings us hope and gives us life.

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One thing is certain. 

God doesn’t play our little games. 

He stands firm with His plans. 

In His perfect timing He orchestrates a wonderfully and captivatingly symphonic life flowing through those who are willing to live according to His rhythms.

    His timing may not be our own, but it is glorious nonetheless, lacking nothing. Only disappointment can alter our course away from His and change our focus from not going through pain again.

What we do with our disappointment will determine who we become.

What we do with the pain we face every day determines indefinitely the way we see our lives and the world around us.

He is on time with His plans. We are the ones who can deviate far off course from His plans and be disappointed by our own.

    I was convicted the other day about how I reacted to an opportunity that should have been an exciting and celebratory surprise. It was a possible opportunity that was very much a big deal. It wasn’t even for sure or promised but only an idea that would have to still be ran by a few “important” people first. I acted though as if this sort of opporutniy came every day and was no big deal at all. I went about my business as usual and sort of put it to the back of my mind.

I mentioned it to my Mom only because we happened to spend some time together that day. We talked about it for a bit but I never said a word about it to anyone else. The opportunity just sort of sat there helplessly being choked out by my willful indifference to it as I attempted to not allow my hopes to rise.

I have been praying the past 5 years for God to bring me an opportunity of this nature and when He did, I treated it as though I had been asked my interest in working at Starbucks down the street.

I acted like it was no big deal.

Why?

I know I chose to not get excited because it is not a sure thing so I didn’t want to get excited over something that wasn’t promised.

I know better than that.

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    I know my God is good and I know He is an On-Time God. Yet my child-like faith and reaction was forced below deck as I allowed fear of disappointment to be the captain.

“This may not work out so don’t get excited because it isn’t worth the disappointment again like all the other times before,” cynicism barked without giving me a choice. “We have been let down too many times by our own expectations and excitement.”

Is that true though?

Could we honestly say it was our excitement that let us down?

Absolutely not.

Our lack of child-like faith will always let us down.

    Whether or not this opportunity even works out isn’t even the issue here. That opportunity coming to my doorstep and knocking should have been enough cause for celebration and excitement to be allowed even in a child-like manner. It’s not every day I get offered an incredible opportunity like the one I was, yet I folded under the fear. I know God wanted it to be exciting for me, and to be really honest, I wanted it to be for myself too regardless of it being anything at all. I have been waiting on His timing and to say the very least, it has been an extremely difficult and painful journey up to this point. Yet, He has given me hope through an opportunity that could be all I have been waiting for, and I treat it as though it was a fluke.

If you have been waiting for rain, wouldn’t you celebrate every dark cloud the wind blows your way?

Even if the cloud didn’t end up raining on you, if you are thirsty enough, wouldn’t you be looking for the next one that could? As long as there were clouds headed your way, you would have a hope that eventually one of them would burst into the rain fall you had been hoping for.

This is not how we tend to live but it doesn’t mean we can’t learn to live this way.

I am talking about living from our hearts here.

I am talking about allowing our hearts to be resilient to the pain and allowing God to pick us up and dust the cynicism off of our souls to regain His renewed hopeful perspective. 

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Maybe you have been waiting for a cloud to come for a very long time. When the desert is proven dry and disappointment is convincing with a pretty good case, rain is your only hope.

    I know God has sent clouds your way. They may have opened up a little but nothing near the big one you have desired for some time. But He never leaves us without hope, and with every cloud He sends, it is a reminder that He has not forgotten about us.

 

A child-like faith is telling you, “This one could be it.”

 

Cynicism is screaming at you, “Just act like it is not it so you don’t risk getting disappointed.”

 

I think if we were honest, we want to be the kind of man who doesn’t allow our past disappointments to dictate how we embrace new opportunities regardless of where they take us or where they don’t.

We all want passionate spirits thriving inside of our being. We want that kind of aliveness to hold the standard of how we live and how we take on the waves and wilds of life.

We were designed this way that no matter what life would bring, we would be found securely full of hope in our Creator.

 

    That day, with our mouths open and faces raised to the heavens as rain pours down finally upon our life’s wondrous journey with Him, let one thought be dancing around in child-like displays of excitement.

 

He is an On-Time God.

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Wrong Side, But Close Though

You don't have to look far for what is right by you

    I have come to realize there is more to catching a fish. A part of the enjoyment or excitement rather is knowing at least there is a fish nearby and after my fly. 

Lately, as of sometime late last year, I have literally fallen in love with fly fishing. It's one of those God desires that He just all of a sudden bursts inside of you that you just have to do. 

So, I went to my local sporting good store and bought a cheap $30 fly fishing kit with everything I needed to start. I basically taught myself from what I had either seen on movies or just researched online. Instead of putting a fly on the end of my line, I would practice tirelessly for hours with a rubber band on the end. 

When I first started out, I had grown obsessed with learning my style in casting and technique over actually catching a fish, but something happened about a couple months ago that switched my mentality completely. By the time I knew it, my cast, technique, and even style had been mildly perfected (according to some experienced fly fisherman's opinions after watching me) and I began to desire to catch a fish. It is almost like I was ready to reap the rewards of all that hard work I had put into becoming a fly fisherman.
 

My focus now has shifted from process to purpose in a matter of about 5 months or so. 

It's funny how that happens. 

I have also realized that the fun itself is not only in the catch as much as it is in finding and landing the catch.

The joy and fulfillment is in seeing the fish stalk my fly, feeling the nibbles, and watching as they attempt to pounce on it. Knowing there is a fish after my fly is really actually exciting and causes me to be even more determined and purposeful in my attempt to lure it to my hook.

But, something else stuck out as I heard God whisper something to me while fishing one evening.

I had been going for the deeper middle part of the pond closer to where a lit up water fountain was of moving water.

But I was getting nothing.

    It wasn't until I was reeling my line in for another cast when close to me not even 4 feet away a fish splashed as it tried to eat my fly. 

I heard Him say:

 

"You don't have to look far for what is right by you... Right in front of you."

 

Than I remembered the story of the fishermen who were casting their nets on the wrong side of their boat. 

If you think about it, they were SO close... Yet it wasn't close enough because they were not catching anything. 

Jesus had to reveal to them what they were missing and it was right there just in front of them... merely on the other side of their boat. 

Apparently their boats weren't very large back then so it is easy to think of how close they were to where the fish were and the necessary adjustment needed to simply throw their nets to the other side, although I'm sure it took work to switch sides. 

It's amazing what we are missing right in front of us when we are looking to catch that "big one."

Fill in that thing with whatever it is you are after. God is so patient with us as we toil in the wrong direction or accurately toss our efforts to the wrong side of our lives through decisions we make and the directions we head.

It is so very important to recognize our dire need for our Lord and Lover of our hearts as He reveals to us what we are missing that lies right under our noses. 

Don't get me wrong... I finally caught the fish that had been after my fly. (I had been taking small breaks to write all these things down as He showed me so as not to forget!) 

It is fun to finally catch what you've been after... But getting there is not half as fulfilling without the process it took to catch it. 

That's with anything. 

Right now in my life I feel like I've been casting my net in the wrong places. And now I can hear Jesus yelling from the shore, "Wrong side son! Try the other one! It has been right under your nose this entire time!"

I can see Him smiling lovingly as a father would, anticipating his son's success and joy from following His direction.

It's truly a beautiful thing to be led by God.

-photos taken on the Brazos River near Palo Pinto County, TX-