Now before I start, I understand that the title of this can be pretentious. I will never ever fully grasp the father’s heart, but now a daddy twice over, I am getting a glimpse of it. I find it to be amazing when God hits me with things while being with my kids. The other day I was just relaxing on the couch and saw my 1 year old son playing with my daughters swing. I said to him “Hey big man, come lay here with daddy.” He just kind of looked at me and went back to what he was doing. I repeated myself and he repeated to look at me and go back to playing with the swing.

Then it kind of hit me in the face. This is how God is with me. He calls to me and says “Hey why don’t you come over here and be with me” and I look at him and then go back to what I am doing. What is most scary about this, is that when it happens, most of the time I am doing something ministry related. What a noob..? God, the king of all creation, wants to spend time with me and I blow him off for something else, most of the time, something that is supposed to be for him and would go a lot better if I did what he was asking. What’s really messed up is that he just wants to embrace me, not teach me something or correct me or grow me (even though those things can happen in these moments) His purpose is pure in that he just wants to be with me. You know a few minutes later, he (my son) crawled up onto the couch and just put his head on my chest and chilled there for a few minutes. Can I tell you that their are only a few things in my life as fulfilling and gratifying as that. He knew that Daddy loved him and that he loved daddy. I believe the same to be true for God. I know we will read this and say, “Yeah I know that” but I believe sometimes we don’t let, what’s in theory in our head, drop about three feet to become truth in our hearts. To let our hearts pump with this truth and our blood flow because of it. Gosh I love being a Dad.

I often times have to ask myself this question. Now you might say that it should be right or wrong not, left. You might also pat me on the back for using a nice play on words and for that I say thanks lol, but that is the way I ask myself when questioning motives. The reason for this is that the answer to it is like taking a direction in the left or right direction. While both will make you go forward only one is the right path. I have been getting different forks in the road as of late. I have always wanted to be a rock star. Ever since I was little I wanted to be apart of a band. The lights, sounds, fans all of it, I wanted it. I even pretended giving my Grammy acceptance speech. Seriously it has been in me to be something bigger. So slowly but surely those motives started to mature as I did. They eventually crept into my worship. I would always want to lead but not to give glory to God but to have people praise me. I always looked for that pat on the back or verbal praise like a drug addict looks for their next high. It truly was sick. Until a season came in which it was taken away. It was long season, about a year and a half to be more precise. I didn’t get to do anything. God broke me down the only way God can. I was bitter resentful, downright mad. But eventually I was humbled and repentant. God had made me realize that my motives were screwed up and had to take me back to the proverbial fork in the road and set me on the straight and narrow path. C.S. Lewis talked about it best when he said that a man can go down a path but no progression ever take place because he is going the wrong way. So ask yourself are you going right or left. I would plead with you to check your motives. They can lead you in a way you have no business going. I know have the right motives. I only know this because I check them in every decision that I make. Why am I doing this ? Know that God wants nothing but the best for you. He is your biggest fan. Look not for the praise of man but the unconditional love of the almighty God. Check yourself and he will progress more than your motives and your hand could’ve ever gotten you. Right or left? your choice. Thanks for reading.

I can’t remember when I prayed for an hour, but I can’t remember going an hour without praying-Smith Wigglesworth

I think that quote might be the definition (in fewer words or less) of continuous communion with God. The problem I and maybe alot of you encounter is sometimes it is hard to find one minute much less one hour in any given week. What would happen though if every hour on the hour we got up from our comfy beds or said in the middle of the workday, “Hey God this is me checking in. Just wanted to say I love you and your awesome”. Maybe I am being a bit extreme, but this principle is something I implement in my life. I am happily married and love my wife, I mean truly love my wife. The reason I do, I believe is because in some way or another my thoughts are always turned toward her, whether it be a phone call or text or a thought of how blessed I am to have her in my life, I have a ongoing thought pattern turned toward her. Does that mean she’s all I think about. No. But to quote Willie Nelson or Elvis(which ever version you like better) “She is always on my mind”. I still have to do my job at work or be able to lead worship in front of people. I am pretty sure people would stop listening if I kept singing my wifes name over and over again and not lead them into worship. But my mind has to be there. “As a man thinketh in his heart so is he”. It is the same with God. I must continuously have my thoughts turned toward him. Whether it is me calling on him out loud or in my mind and making sure he knows that I need him more than anything else in this world. That before him my life wasn’t just out of control in was void and without shape. Always pulling from him and never stopping no matter how busy or how much I don’t want too right now. CONTINUOUS COMMUNION. Taking of him and giving of yourself always. It can’t just be a Sunday morning situation anymore, It must be more or their is no point to what we are doing. If my thoughts, words, and actions all come from the place where God is the center of me and everything I do, if I am in a perpetual motion of communing with him, the possibilties of what one person could do are limitless. This is the secret of the great men and women of God, the ones you have heard stories about. Let us go there. Let us go back to our prayer closets that have revolving doors. Let us commune with our God. Thanks for reading

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This morning I woke up at about 6:40 am. I am not a fan of getting up earlier than I have too. Call it lazy or me being groggy but I do not enjoy it. Never the less when my eyes popped open I was up. Something told me to go outside and take a look. I did and ya know what ? I saw one of the most amazing sunrises. Now I realized why I was so blown away by it and it was because I haven’t looked at one in a while. I mean a really long time. Then something else hit me. In Matthew it tells us to consider the lillys and the birds and how God takes care of us. Consider. I have really worried about money lately (well I always am) and it is not even the fact that I am low, it is that I don’t ever think that I have enough. Even when I am in the black, it is not enough. Then their are the times when I am low and that really sends me into a tail spin. My problem is that I am always trying to fix my situation. Staying busy trying to fix something that isn’t broken. This morning God spoke. Not with a soft voice but with almost a righteous indignation in his voice saying “CONSIDER”. I am the God who takes of the flowers,birds, galaxies and the universe without a second thought. I created everything you see in front of you. Including this sunrise you are so mesmerized by. Yeah that was me. Stop worrying. Stop losing sleep. Trust me and if you ever feel like you might be losing your grip, just Consider.