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I’m a dad!

Hey everybody! I have not written in quite some time!

AND… My Abba let me become a dad on August 30, 2012! His name is Josiah Daniel. My our generous Lord grow him into a man after God’s own heart!

I’m a dad!

Hey everybody! I have not written in quite some time! AND… My Abba let me become a dad on August 30, 2013! His name is Josiah Daniel. My our generous Lord grow him into a man after God’s own heart!

Peace

Therefore, since we have been justified through faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ, through whom we have gained access by faith into this grace in which we now stand. And we rejoice in the hope of the glory of God. – Romans 5:1-2

My dear children, I write this to you so that you will not sin. But if anybody does sin, we have one who speaks to the Father in our defense—Jesus Christ, the Righteous One. – 1st John 2:1

Both the one who makes men holy and those who are made holy are of the same family. So Jesus is not ashamed to call them brothers. – Hebrews 2:11

God With Us by MercyMe

Who are we— that You would be mindful of us?
What do You see— that’s worth looking our way?
We are free— in ways that we never should be.
Sweet release— from the grip of these chains.

Like hinges straining from the weight,
My heart no longer can keep from singing.

All that is within me cries
For You alone be glorified:
Emmanuel, God with us.

My heart sings a brand new song.
The debt is paid, these chains are gone.
Emmanuel, God with us.

Lord, You know— our hearts don’t deserve Your glory;
Still You show— a love we cannot afford.
Like hinges straining from the weight,
My heart no longer can keep from singing.

All that is within me cries
For You alone be glorified:
Emmanuel, God with us.

My heart sings a brand new song.
The debt is paid, these chains are gone.
Emmanuel, God with us.

Such a tiny offering
Compared to Calvary;
Nevertheless,
We lay it at Your feet.

Such a tiny offering
Compared to Calvary;
Nevertheless,
We lay this at Your feet.

All that is within me cries
For You alone be glorified:
Emmanuel, God with us.

My heart sings a brand new song.
My debt is paid, these chains are gone.
Emmanuel, God with us.

Back to my normal "I got nuthin’" mental and emotional state. Blame it on being tired or the grey day (Thanking God for the rain and the shade!!). Or blame it on having to order the execution of a cottonmouth today. That kind of drained me. I realize we can’t let poisonous snakes roam the RV park, but I hate seeing things get killed. I probably should’ve walked away when the guys were dealing with it, but I don’t think it would’ve mattered. It was the right deceision, but nonetheless, it was a beautiful creation from God’s hand and I hope it doesn’t happen again (and I’m thankful I saw it and didn’t hit it with a mower or step on it – Thanks God for once again guarding me with such amazing regularity and precision).

Speaking of injury, I cut my right index finger yesterday, either on a rusty grate or a rusty saw trying to get at a broken chain that is supposed to hold the two grates together. It bled alot for such a small, small injury. I mean alot! Thankfully, I had a tetnus shot in 2008.

Category: Thankful God sees – Had a brief discussion with my boss about the condition of grass on the property. We are experienceing the same problems we had two years ago with chinch bugs. But my boss won’t treat nor pretreat because the insecticide that works is expensive. Really expensive. So, grass is going to die. Each time an area goes brown, he is going to be convinced it is a water problem, I’ll have to work the irrigation system, and so on, and so on. My boss’ bosses have set him up to fail because they won’t provide for us, while at the same time, they buy stuff for themselves and hire another manager instead of a worker. God sees. I hope God will give my boss the insight to know that and be encouraged that these problems are caused by his bosses and not himself.

Well, I was right. After writing VH – Day 3, things have begun to drift back to normal. Hitting snooze 47,000 times before getting up, stopping at CFA for breakfast, thinking negative thoughts at work, being super tired by the time I get home, spending most of the weekend on the couch, not being ready tonight to go to sleep. Last night I was up past 2am because of some weird dreams/thoughts while in bed before getting back up. Most discouraging was this morning when I told God I was still having trouble distinguishing between his voice/plan and the enemy. I should know better at this point in my life with Jesus, but I don’t. I wish I could get out of my head sometimes.

Glorious Day (Living He Loved Me)
Songwriters: John Mark Hall; Michael Jr Bleecker

One day when Heaven was filled with His praises
One day when sin was as black as could be
Jesus came forth to be born of a Virgin
Dwelt among men, my example is He

Word became flesh and the light shined among us
His glory revealed

Living He loved me, dying He saved me
And buried He carried my sins far away
Rising He justified freely forever
One day He’s coming, oh, glorious day, oh, glorious day

One day they led Him up Calvary’s mountain
One day they nailed Him to die on a tree
Suffering anguish, despised and rejected
Bearing our sins, my Redeemer is He

Hands that healed nations, stretched out on a tree
And took the nails for me

‘Cause living He loved me, dying He saved me
And buried He carried my sins far away
Rising He justified freely forever
One day He’s coming, oh, glorious day, oh, glorious day
[| From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/c/casting-crowns-lyrics/glorious-day-(living-he-loved-me)-lyrics.html |]

One day the grave could conceal Him no longer
One day the stone rolled away from the door
Then He arose, over death He had conquered
Now He’s ascended, my Lord evermore

Death could not hold Him
The grave could not keep Him from rising again

Living He loved me, dying He saved me
And buried He carried my sins far away
Rising He justified freely forever
One day He’s coming, oh, glorious day, oh, glorious day
Glorious day

One day the trumpet will sound for His coming
One day the skies with His glories will shine
Wonderful day, my beloved one bringing
My Savior Jesus is mine

Living He loved me, dying He saved me
And buried He carried my sins far away
Rising He justified freely forever
One day He’s coming, oh, glorious day, oh, glorious day
Glorious day, oh, glorious day

Thanking God for three days of peaceful existence. God has been super-abundantly graceful to me in a way that I can feel in a very conscious way. I can’t explain the feeling and I would like it to stay this way forever. But I am thankful for every second he lets me feel this way.

Monday was the first day of my fifth year at work. That means four years of wasteland for me and still no end in sight. I’d like to say I’m not a loser, but I can draw no other conclusion. I work at a "ministry" that intentionally spends money on possesions that "moth and rust destroy and theives break in and steal" and doing tasks which don’t matter for eternity and, as a matter of fact, are exactly contrary to what matters – "grass whithers and flowers fade, but the Word of God will last forever."