Saturday, January 18, 2014

If you’ve ever felt a need to be cut loose of the fetters of insecurity and burdensome regret?

Have you aimed high only to see the target free of marks and the casualties abound just short of the goal?

Do you wonder, what soothes the sting of failure when life has been less than ideal?

I’ve wondered such things and honestly have not cleared all remnants from the back room of my heart.  I was not raised in church but I was taken from time to time, mainly on holidays and special occasions.  As I approached my teen years I came in contact with the good news of Christ’s life and sacrifice for me.  I trusted him and began a journey that I am still traveling today.

As the years have passed I have found the shine of that decision fade. I have struggled numerous times with why such a wonderful gift such as life abundant should lose it luminescence. What lie at the heart of this battle was, as with many believers, the need for answers, became my God. Any hint of doubt or a need for explaining the unknown was the derailment of the joy of my walk with Christ.

Then, as if by design but with the feel of chance, I hit a pit, one which was deeper than my strength to climb out of. I began a journey that even today has more purpose and freedom than at any other stage of my life.

I write this little intro to ask you to consider your own walk in life. Maybe you’ve been religious or not. Possibly you have tasted some things you thought had the flavor of God. Just by chance, you may have decided that any thought of a divine being, or a god, has no place in your intellect. 

What ever the case, I am going to ask you for a few moments of your time, actually about 40 to begin with. I have read the writings of and heard the teaching of men and women, some have been helpful, others have been more academic.  I am thankful for the wide variety instruction.

This young man (he’s my age) helped me the most in the past few years of my voyage…

Check out this and if you like the first, feel free to watch the others…
 
 

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