Paying Attention to what Matters:
My Relationship with God
My Relationship with God
See yourself through eyes of Mercy Pt 1
Our sin won’t change His love for us or our worth in his eyes. I may not be worthy of love but I have worth. If a dealer pays 2 million for my old lamp, my view of the lamp changes. The price paid says I'm worth it. See link for Pt 2 below 
Our Astonishing God + my Un-Astonished Heart
Over-familiarity is a sedative. It will dull the senses. Nothing affects me, not even God. It isn't God that's changed. It's the heart I see Him with. My heart's grown indifferent to God. 
Waiting in the Entryway
Christ lives here. In this heart of mine He calls home. First, He knocked. Then I opened the door. He entered and waited. Just inside the entryway. That was years ago. So where is He now? No idea. Somewhere in this house that's called my life. |
Total Eclipse of the Son
A solar eclipse illustrates what happens when my desires consume me. Desire itself isn't the issue. God wants us to desire His gifts. The issue is: I tend to want His gifts more than Him. Like a moon hiding a sun, they hide the 'Son'. 
Together All Alone
How quickly I lose my awareness of God. He hasn't left me. But I've forgotten Him. I haven't lost His presence, but I have lost my awareness of it. He's still here. I just don't realize it. 
'He specialized in knowing God' - Pt 2
You’re here for a purpose. Find it. You have a gift. Use it. But do your work with God. It's God they need! Want to impact lives for God? Live life with God. Impact comes from who's with you, not you. |
Hey God, could I be Honest?
If I’m honest, I'm not always honest. Even with God. Yet God wants us to come as we are. Not as we wish we were. Like a parent, He wants us to be honest. As CS Lewis said, 'We must lay before Him what is in us; not what ought to be in us.' 
Missing the Glory around Me
I often miss the beauty in front of me. How? I'm distracted by a life I want but don’t have. Or the life I have but don’t want. So I miss what it is my soul really wants most: God Himself. 
'He specialized in knowing God' - Pt 1
What can keep me from knowing God is my need to be known. Known for what I’m good at. It's OK to excel, but if I'm doing it to prove myself, I can’t be myself. If I play to the gallery I can’t play well. |
The God who Notices
Ever feel like no one sees you? The blind man in John 9 can't see nor is he seen. Except by himself. He sees himself as others do: Unworthy of notice. But Jesus noticed. His broken heart broke God's. |
Out of His Story and into Mine
I saw the Emmaus road painting and imagined Jesus walking out of the painting into my room. Then I realized. He did. But like Cleopas, I miss Him. I quarantine Him to a frame called history. |
A Dad who works the Night Shift
My head knows God cares for me. Why can't my heart rest in that? Why do I worry as if a solution will help me rest. But God doesn't offer solutions. He offers Himself. That’s what a good father does. |
The Prayers in my Head, left Unsaid
I know God sees my heart and hears my quiet cry. Feels the pain I feel and cares about the why. So why do I hide behind a me that isn’t me? For He sees the me I really am and loves the me He sees. 
How Does God Respond when I Don't?
Indifference is like hypothermia. If I sleep, I die. Yet it's all I want to do. If you love me, don’t let me! Pull me to warmth! It’s why God pulls on us. I need the fire of His presence. More than I know. |
God's One Request: Believe I love You
Ever had your motives misjudged. I do it to God. Like a child, I think 'No' means 'I don't love you'. God says it because He does. I weep by reasoning He doesn't truly care. He weeps because He does. 
God: "This hurts me more than You"
What did God do after making man? What we do at Christmas. As our kids look at gifts, we look at them. We light up as they do. But if they lose their awe, who feels the loss? Our apathy affects God. |
Is God indifferent to my indifference?
There are many ways to lose you. I lose you if you leave. Or if you stay but your heart leaves. If you won't let me love you or won't love me, I lose you. Losing you hurts. It's a pain God knows very well. 
Waiting in the Entryway
Christ lives here. In this heart of mine He calls home. First, He knocked. Then I opened the door. He entered and waited. Just inside the entryway. That was years ago. So where is He now? No idea. Somewhere in this house that's called my life. 
'Me and my Plastic Jesus'
I know Jesus lives, yet I’m unsure He’s here. If I forget He’s real, I treat Him like He’s not. I don’t talk nor listen. I see Plastic Jesus daily yet ignore the real one. Jesus, wake me out of my unbelief! |