Filed under: Random Junk, Rants | Tags: 1 Corinthians, Battlestar Galactica
I am in a strange season in my life. I am at a point where I know God has called me to teach and preach but yet I am not at a point where I feel like I deserve to do it. I am at a point where I am trying to grow so much in my pastoral role that I forget I still need to grow as a man. I am worn out from life and church and work. I took yesterday to recharge. I did nothing but sit on the couch and watch Battlestar Galactica. Did I mention that I am also at a point in my life that I am okay with being a dork?
I need some time to chill. I need some time to relax. I need some time to really get back to having a deep, personal relationship with Jesus. With all the self-improvement that I have been forcing on myself, He is what has been lost in the shuffle and it is He that is most important. He can make the struggle so much more bearable. He can provide the insight and wisdom that I don’t have so that I know what needs to be improved upon. He can chisel away the junk that I can’t quite seem to. I need Him so much right now. I need Him so much all the time. Why do I always forget that?
I know that I do not deserve to preach His word. I never will. If I wait till I feel deserving then I will never do it. He has empowered me. He has enabled me. Just like I don’t allow feelings to dictate whether or not I love someone I can’t allow my feelings to dictate whether or not I will preach His word. I have become its (the church/body of Christ) servant by the commission God gave me to present to you the word of God in its fullness – Colossians 1:25.
This has been a relative scatter-shot, rant of a post and for that I apologize. I just have a lot on my mind right now and need to get it off my chest. This actually started to be a post about the change in my blog post as of late. It has occurred to me that I once blogged regularly about little nuggets of wisdom (that may interest/help only me) and lately I blog about silly pictures involving bubblegum and flatulence. Seasons.