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                          More and more everyday we become visible to a world that that exists inside our world.The closer we get to knowing God the more visible we become to this world. Pretty soon you’re able to see it not clearly but for sure clear enough. There’s also a war going taking place in this world, a war that’s been happen since the Garden of Eden. First it started with a “delicious fruit” then it grew into “shame”, “blame”, “lies”, and so forth the list is endless. The crazy thing is we don’t see it half the time.                                                                                                                                                                  
                         Invisible or Visible what difference does it make were apart this world whether we like it or not it’s just a matter of how we act upon it and what we deal with it. Four the past and a half weeks I have been through parts of hell that I in ways I may have chose to go through but in other ways I didn’t choose. Originally I was supposed to go to Greece this summer and work at a watersports camp. I had all the paper work filled out and completely ready to go when the rug just got pulled from underneath me. At first I didn’t even know if I was honestly going anywhere, this is where the invisble world meets the visible world. For what ever reason God has had bigger plans for what they are I’m still not sure but in time I’m sure they will be reaveled even if I don’t realize what that is until I get back. We all have exspectations even if we say we don’t we don’t. We all have rights too right? wrong we don’t God gave us life that doesn’t mean we have the right to live, we all have cell phones does that give us the right to call friends and family? nope, God gave us ability to walk and speak does that give us the right to do those things? nope. You see we have in our mind that we have all these rights but we don’t. God is sovereign and He is the only one that has rights and the rights to us. Exspectations can be good or bad the ones that are bad are the ones that turn into the notion of rights. Which in turn, turn into selfish notions of what we want/self desires. Thats all right are self motivated, selfish ambitions, and stuff that surrounds you and your perfect little world that you think you have in the midst of the broken one. 
                          
                        So of course I thought well I should be going to Greece, I want to do this, Why can’t I have it this way? All these questions start to fester up soon doubt settles in, next thing you know you’re battling axiety attacks questioning all the time, before you know it your in depression or as I would say it oppression. Sure enough guess who’s got the door opened all the way? Satan. First it start off has a knock on the door, Secondly you opened that door but guess what no one was there, Thirdly you shut the door but when you went to shut Satan got a few of his fingers in before it shut all the way so you thought you shut all the but you didn’t, Fourth you notice a slight draft but don’t know where it’s coming from because your mind is clouded by despair, Fifth the crack of the door becomes a little bit bigger and your mind becomes cloudier and more distraught, Sixth your mind is filled with all these different emotions of doubt and despair and the door opens to the point of all the way but not quite there yet, Seventh you sink into a state of depression/oppression the door is finally all the way open and Satans in the house of you mind. I went through all these and you know what it wasn’t fun not one bit, but through by the grace of God it didn’t last very long. A couple of weeks went by and still didn’t hear anything about me going on a mission trip so my mind became restless I couldn’t sleep I was going out wandering around like a mindless zombie completely in a state of oppression and disillusion. Finally the end of the second week and I got a call that I was now possibly going to peru, well to make long story short I didn’t end up going to peru. So I went back into this state, so I get a call the end of the third week and and find out that I have three choices now one being the Phillipines, Kenya, and India, here’s the kicker I had to tell them that day where I wanted to go. the crazy part was I already knew where I wanted to go and that was India. The other two would be great, but this one truly was a God sent. I mean Slumdog kind of influenced it but I felt a peace in my heart my mind became clear and I realized that God had something up His sleeve.