Monday 23 July 2012

God's Will

I know a lot of people have a big issue with this subject. A LOT of Christians follow this ideology in an extremely naive manner, and it so happens that these are the Christians that get noticed more often than not. You've all heard it, "Such and such terrible thing has happened, but it must be God's Will, or it wouldn't have happened." I have been guilty of it myself. Many times.

BUT, as a follower of Christ, I must understand that some things, including the terrible ones, ARE God's Will. God does what He so chooses, and while that may not seem fair or right, it is something that every Christian must accept. Now, God isn't some bully or the biggest-guy-on-the-block, not caring what He does or who it affects. No, He is the essence of Love. Grace. Mercy. Caring. He's a father after all.

And as the essence of all of this, He undoubtedly has a plan. My faith relies on Him having one. There was a time where I didn't believe He cared or had a plan, which caused me to have very little faith in God. But God has shown me time and time again that He DOES have a plan. I literally have no doubts about that. It's hard fully relying on God. Have you tried it? The Bible says He's our rock, but it's hard to fathom that rock when you literally need a rock to lean against so you have something stable in your life.

So I have to believe that God has a plan for me. A plan that involves me losing my design job. A plan that involves me losing my job with my wife 39 weeks pregnant. It's not easy. God never promises a plan that doesn't involve pain or suffering. He promises storms and trials. This is just one of those times. The storm's a little bigger and has a lot more pressure building into it. But I HAVE to rely on God, that He has a plan for me and my family.

Luckily I have God. Imagine trying to get thru this life without the Infinite One by your side. No. Thanks.

This is the day that the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it.
Psalm 118:24

Saturday 7 July 2012

One. Month.

In one month from today, I will (hopefully) be in a hospital, standing next to the love of my life as we experience probably the most painful blessing God could give us.

Of course, those experiences will be completely different. But by the end of it, we will see "the fruits of our (and by our, I mean my wife's) labor (no pun intended). This has been a miraculous eight months. I could not spend it better on earth than with my wife, who has been an AMAZING pregnant woman. She is one of the strongest people I know. And God couldn't have blessed me with a more perfect match.

God is so unbelievable. He has shown me His majesty, grace, forgiveness, fatherhood, and so many other things these past eight months alone. I cannot wait for Him to reveal more of Himself as I grow with Him.

One month. As everything changes. Lean on God. He doesn't move.