When my feet finally touched the ground, I took a moment to look at the sky. The tree tops swirled, and I watched a funnel cloud forming less than a mile to my south. I found a small washout to take cover in. I braced myself for the worst, but within moments, peace overtook the river bottom again.
The violence and fear of that day in the woods was something I’ll never forget. It has caused me to be extra cautious about weather conditions when I hunt, especially if I’m hunting alone. It helped me appreciate peace when I’m in the field.
In reality, a Christian’s celebration of Christmas isn’t a memorial of what was, it’s a reminder of what is to come.
I can’t say that I’ve achieved final victory over failure in life. It would be foolish to try to convince someone it’s even possible. Humans fail. Failure, and the results of it are a harsh and painful reality. What I can affirm, is that if I have any true victory or success at all in this life, it is ultimately because of God’s grace.
Re-learning to love every step of the hunting process has been an amazing shift for me.
When I started in ministry, I wanted Mayberry. I wanted a peaceful Thomas Kinkade scene that drew you into a walk to the fishing hole, humming the melody to “Nothing but the Blood of Jesus” all the way. What I got was much more Biblical.
When Moses held up his hands the Israelites would win, when his hands got tired the Amalekites would be winning, so two men stood beside Moses supporting his hands and the Bible says, “his hands were steady till the going down of the sun.” The Israelites were victorious. We long to be like those two men who support the man of God so that the church can be victorious.
New Post! We will never fully realize our potential as Christ-followers in our pursuit of holiness this side of heaven, we are called to constantly exercise these ordinary means of grace.
When my wife and I were engaged, I made ruthlessly clear to her that nothing was going to come between me and my “heritage”. I was a total ungodly jerk.
Taking a pause to reflect on our blessings this time of year can help us set the tone for the year to come.
I’m tired of the current news-cycle. It’s time to grow up and start mending some fences.