WASTED ENERGY

I think I'm too worried about doing things the right way. Or I'm too worried about if what I'm doing is good enough. I started wondering who I'm trying to impress. I think it really only matters that I give it my best try. And no, this isn't Mr. Excuses looking for a reason to half ass my way thru this. But I'm spending too much energy worrying. Really it only matters that God knows I'm doing my best. And when I'm not I'm sure He will let me know.

GOD BLESS

CRAP

I got invited to take a class at church. My first thought was, yes I'm in. Then me being me, I started looking into what it's about. Here's the problem. I don't agree with some of the stuff that will be covered. The class is based on a book. I havn't read it but I did read many reviews. I know a review is just someones opinion but they all said just about the same thing. Over all it's probably ok. But to a new believer it may be a problem. I've been praying about it but really havn't been moved either way.

1-is this just me making excuses
2-will me taking class do any harm
3-will not taking class do any harm
4-can all the reviews be wrong
5-will me not taking class damage a relationship

Well I guess I will see where I'm led. Lord I pray you will give me a nudge one way or the other. And if not Lord I pray that I make the decision that will bring me closer to You. Amen

BOD BLESS

RISK TAKER

Was God taking a risk when He gave us free will ? My answer is no. You can call God many things, but to call him a risk taker, I think, is crazy. For me to parachute from a plane is taking a risk. The chute might not open, or if it does, I might break my leg when I land. But if I know what the final outcome will be, then I wouldn't call it taking a risk. If I know the chute will open but I will break my leg, then I have a decission to make. Is the ride down worth a broken leg? But it's not a risk.

God knows what the end will be. He knows that by us having free will, some will choose not to accept Him. He knows who those people are. To say God took a risk I would also have to say He doesn't know these things. And I'm not going to say that.

GOD BLESS

MR. EXCUSES

Todays sermon was about failure. Although I know of my failures, I have made it too easy for myself. I fail, ask to be forgiven then turn around and do it all over again. This coming from a guy who tells his grandaughters--If you are sorry for doing something you shouldn't keep doing it. Maybe I need to take my own advice.

I also can come up with an excuse for every failure. Like drinking. Although I don't drink as much as I did before I still drink too much. Although I don't think drinking is bad in Gods eyes, I do cross the line into drunkiness. This is when I feel I failed. The problem is I'm not a guy who can have one or two beers then stop. The only time I can do that is when I only have one or two left in the fridge. It is nothing for me to drink 12 beers. That is why I buy 12 packs. Cause if I bought more I would probably drink more.

So the solution seems to be easy, stop drinking beer! This is where Mr. excuses comes in. I could come up with many. If I'm honest I know none of them would be right. I'm pretty sure this is the path God wants me to take.

GOD BLESS

IN A FUNK

I seem to be in a funk lately. It started right after Easter. I'm not sure why, but I keep having a feeling like I'm not doing this whole thing right. Or like I'm not doing enough. Or when I do something "good" it doesn't seem to be good enough. I really can't put my finger on it. Oh well I'm sure theres a reason. And I'm sure I'll find out soon enough. Just wanted to get that off my chest. Thanks for listening----Oh It was my pleasure

GOD BLESS

GOOD FRIDAY

It was one year ago on Good Friday that started the ball rolling for me becoming a Christian. Leading up to it I knew it would be very emotional for me. But I didn't realize how much. On Thursday I didn't think I would be able to go to the Good Friday service. I really felt ashamed that it took me 47 years to accept the Lords Gift. But I knew I couldn't hide my shame from God if I went or didn't. So I went and was glad I did.

During communion I was sitting with my eyes closed praying. A pastor walked by and put his hand on my shoulder. It totally freaked me out. I had to ask my wife if someone touched me. It was funny after I knew, as it happened not so much.

Thank you Lord for taking my place on the cross!