Let go…it is worth it.

We get so wrapped up in our worldly realities. So sure that what we are doing or creating is the best. The best for us. The best for our kids. The best for our family. It is what we were taught as kids. There is nothing wrong with it, but sometimes letting go of our plans creates a whole new level of ‘best’. We are again in Costa Rica but this time for the month of July. It was a difficult road to get here because at many times, I did not want to come. Business is crazy. We have a ton of work to do and I really felt like I needed to be there to help get it done. I was worried that we did not pray enough about coming and that we were doing it in our flesh, mainly because we were scared of what still lies ahead. I worried if we would be able to find our way around alone in San Jose for a month. There were so many things that had me worried and awake early. I had many bad dreams the nights leading up to leaving. I only write this because sometimes it is good to get it out. To shine a little light on some of those fears that keep us trapped. I was believing the lie that I was in control. I talked to a few guys before leaving and they are always great about giving me truth and that was a huge help. I don’t think I bought all the way in on this visit until yesterday. We got...

A beautiful place…now

I know the plans I have for you It’s funny, we think we can figure out the plans God has for us.  Well, I think that I know anyway.  There was a time when I had it all figured out.  I knew the schools and the area of town we wanted.   I did a pretty good job of getting to a nice comfortable spot. I pretty much did it all on my own though.  I never sought God’s will in any of it.  I sought His help in accomplishing my plan which was awesome because He was in it and I was just learning really who He was. There is an app called pocket god.  I am not sure how this game works but I think I played pocket god for a lot of years.  If I got to a turn in the road or needed some help with something I would remember.  Hey wait, I have a pocket god.   I can get him out and pray and he can help me.  We can do it together.  Love it.  And for a while, it worked. Problem was God was not in it the way I thought.  He was watching and leading but He was not on my plan.  Because His plan is WAY WAY bigger.  Stupid bigger. My pocket god prayers were keeping me from His plan.  He wanted my heart but I was not about to give it to Him.  He wanted my stuff and I was not about to give that to Him.  He wanted my kids and my wife but I GOT it.  I can...

Searching out my Faith

Searching out my faith.  I work in downtown Austin and there is a large group of homeless here.  They have high instances of schizophrenia.  I often see people talking to themselves. Lately I have been thinking about this one woman I see.  One morning in my quiet time I felt that Madeline might be her name.  I feel led like I need to go and speak with her and tell her about Jesus. And let Him free her from some kind of bondage that is trapping her.  I don’t even know about schizophrenia other than it has been a part of my family.  It is a big part of my life and I feel like I am walking out some of the darkest days of my life not in a bad way but in a way that is going to help me and my family.  Some way that will shed light on our past and the life of my grandfather.  I don’t know; just feels that way. I think or feel that these people are oppressed by something.  Something we cannot see. As I walk through this little mini mission trip downtown, I feel like I am putting together a jigsaw puzzle and can’t make the pieces fit.  I feel the Lord working but I am just not confident that I am making the right moves. As I left  lunch yesterday I walked back up Congress Ave. with a good friend, Chris Bourne.  He and I talked more after a great lunch.  I had my leftovers and as I walked up the street I caught the eye of a...