Trials of Any Kind

Consider it all joy my brothers, whenever you face trials of any kind because the testing of your faith develops perseverance.

In WoW terms, that means that you are going to pull “Agro” from enemies and demons when you stand strong and walk around in territories where you don’t belong, meaning this world which is not our home.

Today we learned about friends that are facing trials of false witnesses who have made allegations against them and their family.  Satan has taken notice of their family and they have pulled Agro from the minions of Hell.  Well, congrats T & M.  Well done.  If you were sitting on the sideline, doing nothing, demons would not take notice of you, they would not attack you because you would not be a threat to them.

Be thankful, take heart and rejoice because these who come against you are insignificant and scared of the one who lives within you, who commands legions of Angel Armies, and who has all power to overcome anything that comes against you.  Even in his sleep, He would triumph over them.

Stay strong and remain faithful by putting on the Full Armor of God; His word and prayer, because these are the strongest armor you can wear, and you have an abundance of it.

Poker, Cigars and God

When we joined the new Sunday School class at church a few years ago, shortly afterwards I was invited to a “Business Meeting” with several of the other guys in the class, where we would meet at someone’s house and play poker.  That’s cool, I like to play poker and I am happy to play with guys from church who share the same beliefs that I do.  So when I get there and we start playing, 2 of the guys light-up some cigars.  “I’m in heaven” I thought.  Good times.

Since then the game has blossomed into a once-every-6-weeks-or-so type of situation and I have hosted it at my house several times now too.  So this past weekend we had a game and I invited a couple of people from work who don’t attend church.  One of them has actually started to come to church with me and joined last week.  The other guy has only played with us once, but after the last game he says that he is interested in playing again.

I like stories like this where people are willing to break out of their “baptist shell”  I grew up in a baptist church, but I am not a baptist, and frankly I can’t stand it when baptist preachers drone on and on about being a baptist.  Who cares?  We need to get back to the Bible and we need to be accepting to all people and show them the joy that believers have, especially when fellowshipping together.  Jesus associated with the lowest of the low in His day, and we should do the same, being friends to ALL people and welcoming them into our homes and into our lives.

I’m Kinda Tired of All This…

I’m kinda tired of this life
I’m kinda tired of this church
I’m kinda tired of this facade
And of misplacing value and worth.

Lately as I look around me, I find that I am guilty of something that I have always considered rather vein and shallow. I find myself putting on facades and masks so that others around me don’t see the real me. And I am not talking in the direction you might think. No. I am talking in the direction of my true self and true feelings being hidden from those others of my same beliefs.

I don’t put on a mask at work. I tell people at work who I really am and what I really believe. I find that easy, surprisingly. You wouldn’t think that it would be, perhaps I am truly getting old as I often tell my wife that I am, but I really have come to the place in life where I just tell people who I am and let them decide to like or not like me. I like to see if this “tolerance” thing that the world talks about from a soap box really works and if they truly believe it, because if they do… they will “tolerate” my viewpoint even if I don’t tolerate them. But that is another story.

Church is the different story. Lately, I feel that I must not act like my true self at church. I can’t explain why. Nothing has happened recently to change my feelings.  It is just something that has happened gradually over these past few months.

So once more I feel out of place and uncomfortable at church.  I’d much rather just have some friends over, eat dinner, drink a beer and read the bible together.  Maybe some sort of home group or something.  But one day at a time, I’ll just wait and see what God has planned.

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