Outburst

I imagine that when Moses split the Red Sea, there were two groups of people. The first group was composed of victorious triumphant warriors saying, “In your face, Egyptians! This is our God!” They were pumping their fists and thrusting their spears. The second group was composed of doubtful, panicking screamers running full speed through whales and plankton. I’m a Screamer. I’m a cynic. I’m a critic. I’m a Peter, who can make a good start off the boat, but falls in the water when my eyes wander. I’m not endorsing a halfway lukewarm faith.  I believe God wants us to have a robust, vibrant, thriving relationship with Him.  But as for me, I’ll be limping to the finish-line.  I’m more of a Thomas than a Paul.  I’m more Martha than Mary.  I’m more David than Daniel. Yet the Warriors and Screamers all made it through. It’s not easy to have faith the size of a mustard seed.  But Jesus promised that this would be enough to move mountains, and I’m learning to be okay with that.

I imagine that when Moses split the Red Sea, there were two groups of people. The first group was composed of victorious triumphant warriors saying, “In your face, Egyptians! This is our God!” They were pumping their fists and thrusting their spears. The second group was composed of doubtful, panicking screamers running full speed through whales and plankton. I’m a Screamer. I’m a cynic. I’m a critic. I’m a Peter, who can make a good start off the boat, but falls in the water when my eyes wander. I’m not endorsing a halfway lukewarm faith.  I believe God wants us to have a robust, vibrant, thriving relationship with Him.  But as for me, I’ll be limping to the finish-line.  I’m more of a Thomas than a Paul.  I’m more Martha than Mary.  I’m more David than Daniel. Yet the Warriors and Screamers all made it through. It’s not easy to have faith the size of a mustard seed.  But Jesus promised that this would be enough to move mountains, and I’m learning to be okay with that.

I imagine that when Moses split the Red Sea, there were two groups of people. The first group was composed of victorious triumphant warriors saying, “In your face, Egyptians! This is our God!” They were pumping their fists and thrusting their spears. The second group was composed of doubtful, panicking screamers running full speed through whales and plankton. I’m a Screamer. I’m a cynic. I’m a critic. I’m a Peter, who can make a good start off the boat, but falls in the water when my eyes wander. I’m not endorsing a halfway lukewarm faith.  I believe God wants us to have a robust, vibrant, thriving relationship with Him.  But as for me, I’ll be limping to the finish-line.  I’m more of a Thomas than a Paul.  I’m more Martha than Mary.  I’m more David than Daniel. Yet the Warriors and Screamers all made it through. It’s not easy to have faith the size of a mustard seed.  But Jesus promised that this would be enough to move mountains, and I’m learning to be okay with that.

We must go on and take the adventure that comes to us.

Sometimes we think that there is a war in heaven between God and the enemy and we think that is up to them … There is no war there. When you read the Bible you see that war is not between him and the enemy. It’s a fight for God. It’s a fight for holiness. It’s a fight against sin, against the enemy. He wants to rob you or bring you down, he wants to keep you separated from God. But we must not flee from the battle we must have faith in Jesus. In Christ the war is over!

We are deceived by looking on the outside of things.