Brothers in Arms...

Got together with 4 other guys tonight to just sit and talk a little about life and pray together. One initiated the meeting, and others followed. Times like these with my friends, laying our hearts on the table about so many things in our lives...these are the times that are sweet. These are the times that we come together to feed from the Heavenly table that Christ so graciously gives to us. I am thankful for these times, where we can sit down face to face and just open up to one another, to just be real before the sight of God. But these times are not always smooth or go without the attack of the evil one. Satan hates this. Satan despises when men get together as like iron sharpening iron and will begin to throw whatever he can at us to throw us off or disrupt.

God is bigger. He is more powerful and always prevails. His love for us, His love for our coming together, His desire to see us being real with one another. He protects us from the evil one, day and night, He watches over us when we are at our weakest state. Tonight we got together to talk and pray - there were disruptions, there were points of attack that we could all clearly see, but we pressed on as Christ would have us to. I am thankful for these brothers in arms, my friends and most of all, God.

A special prayer...

I want to just take a few minutes to lift up a couple of my dearest friends Julie and Shannon, who are leaving on a mission trip tomorrow morning to Uganda. Going on a mission trip out of the country is something that can be a very frightening thing, something that causes us to look to our Lord in all faith, giving up all our pride and control to just let Him do what He desires to do.

Julie and Shannon - I pray now for you that God would keep you and your team safe, that He will provide comfortable and quick travel so that His work may be done. I pray that He will go before you to provide open hearts and minds, and that the people there would accept and love you with open arms. I pray that your hearts be moved by our Lord in a way like never before, to put aside any personal agenda's or plans and that you will wait and watch to see where He is at work and join Him there. I pray that souls will be won to Christ by your actions, your character, your love, and your words that Christ communicates through you. I pray that you will both look to Him the entire time you are there, that your eyes will be opened to His supreme glory and magnificents within the midst of all the poverty and malnutrition, that you would display Christ love to all those you come in contact with so that they too can experience Christ. I pray that God will put a hedge of protection around both of you, to keep you safe, to protect your minds and hearts from the evil one and to comfort you in the times of your difficulties. Just as God has provided incredibly for this entire team financially to be able to go, I know He will provide incredible opportunities that can only be created by Him. Love you both and can't wait to see y'all when you get back. God speed and God bless you both.

Amen

Silence...

...it can be frightening, intimidating, and lonely. Silence can also be enlightening, thought provoking, an opening for God to really speak to our hearts, a time that we can for once just hear His voice.

This past Sunday evening, I attending our Single's Prayer and Praise time of fellowship. I wasn't really sure what to expect at first. The typical prayer and praise I've been to in the past have always been good to some degree, but this one was special for me. I guess I don't take the time very often to think about how much I don't take time in silence to just be with the Lord. Sunday night this became very clear to me and I think if I took anything away from that time of worship and fellowship, it was that taking time to just be in silence is crucial to my spiritual life.

I spend so much time hanging with my friends, working, cycling, and doing other things that I rob myself of some of the best intimacy with Christ that I can have, that He wants me to have. I had the time that evening to really stop my busy life and my busy mind to just think about Him, to gaze upon His greatness and His glory, to be reminded of His great sacrifice for my life, to see and know how He has pulled me from the depths of hell in times of my life, to see His unconditional grace for my sins and how my sins do hurt him. I was able to feel my heart wrench with agony over my sin and plead with him to pluck it from me, to weed the depths of my mind and heart and to heal me. I realized too that often when I can't hear Him, its only because I'm just too busy, or that I think I know better about how my life should be lived. I am a sinner, I am not worthy of nothing but death, but oh how it is so enlightening to truly feel His loving arms wrapped around me as I cry and have sorrow about my sin.

Sometime ago, I don't know that I could have even tried to feel the arms of the Lord around me, much less know that He loves me as He does, heck I still don't really understand the depth of His love for me, but I do know this and I come to believe it more and more everyday...that God loves me, that He does desire His best for me, and that His love for apparently has never changed since He first called, no..., since He first loved me because I know in my heart that He was there protecting me and taking care of me well before I felt His calling in my life. I am still discovering His love and His grace. I still struggle with sin, I still mess up, I still try to take control, I still try to reason with Him or compromise as if I know better, I still wrestle with Him over things...and I know this will continue, as my life is in a process of sanctification that Christ is working in and through me. I am thankful though, in the midst of the mess of this world, that I have Him. He picks me up after every fall, He has never left me, He has never betrayed or tricked me, He has always been the only "Truth" in my life, not that I deserved it by any means, but rather that He just is my Jesus.

Funeral Processions...

Today, we gathered to lay to rest a friend, Dewayne Wood. It was a sweet ceremony filled with memories from great friends of his and wonderful music. It was sad, but a joyous event to some degree, just as I'm sure he would have wanted it. I am doing better right now. The last couple of days have been rough and this morning was as well, but saying goodbye really helps so now healing begins.

Just a quick note about the funeral procession today. It was your typical long line of cars stretching from Oak Mt. Presbyterian Church escorted by 3 motorcycle police. Some people hate when a funeral passes because the police try to enforce oncoming and side traffic from moving while the procession goes by. Simply, its a matter of respect and I don't know if they do this everywhere, but here in the heart of the south, in the middle of the Bible Belt, most people do. Today, however, I and four others in the car I was riding in to the graveside experienced something we had never seen happen. As we were going down the road following in line, our car was almost deafening silent, which was okay, it was understandable, but then about half way to the graveside as we were passing the front yard of a home, we all seemed to notice a lady on her riding lawn mower on the right. We just passed on by, but obviously everyone in the car noticed the very same thing...she was stopped too! And then I said "Well, even lawn mowers stop." and the entire car busted out in laughter. The laugh was needed, oh how it was needed to know that life must go on, that we will make it through this and that hey, even people on lawnmowers cutting their own yard, minding their own business may take notice and actually stop to honor and respect the grieving in their time of loss. I doubt the lady we saw today will ever see this blog, but I personally want to say thank you to her, as she obviously cares not only for herself but others that she doesn't even know.

Rollercoaster of emotions...

I think that..., no, I know that my emotions are stirring right now. I am having feelings of frustration and anger, sadness and depression, some fear, and overall just some loneliness. I know that some, maybe all, of this is stemming from Dewayne being gone now. This is where the evil one steps in and attempts to use any weakness I have to attack. The evil one has tried to make me believe all kinds of crazy things today, things that are just outright not true - but it has still been difficult to just maintain and not fall into the traps. The verse in 1 Peter 5:8 does not have any more relevance that at times like right now:

"Be sober-minded; be watchful. Your adversary the devil prowls around like a roaring lion, seeking someone to devour."

Goodbye to a great counselor, brother in Christ, and friend...Dewayne Wood

Sometimes I would leave his office with a sincere joy of new realization and discovery, sometimes I would leave with great sorrow and conviction over the same, but never did I leave feeling unloved or alone. Never did I doubt his own belief of the man inside me bursting to break free of the chains that so heavily weighed me down and numbed me. Never did I doubt that he really cared for me and desired for me to break free and heal from my past to be the man that God had already made me to be. His care, his compassion, his love, and his firmness were all sincere examples of Christ love for me. Dewayne Wood was my counselor, but also, he was a brother in Christ and a sincere friend. We didn't hang out or do anything outside of the counseling office, but maybe after a time, when I would be free from those chains again, I feel sure we would have hung out. Regardless, he was a friend, someone who knew my heart and knew how to read me and get through to me, and it was Christ who did this in him. God blessed this man with amazing gifts, that will have years of impact on many lives even though now he is gone. Thanks to God, Dewayne, and my men's small group, I am alive inside! Still more to work through and heal, still more to dredge up and deal with, but more than ever today I can feel my heart and Dewayne played a key role in this being able to happen.

There is and can be no replacement for Dewayne. He was a priceless individual and irreplaceable. In my sorrows now I am beginning to develop a little fear, a little anxiousness, that I don't have anyone to continue on this journey with; but then I realize that honestly I do. I have my brothers from my small group. Guys whom over the last 10 months I have come to know better, have been more honest with than ever before in my life with my struggles. Guys who don't judge me but rather love me through Christ love. I have seen tremendous growth from these guys over the last several months and with that our relationships with one another have increased all the more. Dewayne had a great impact in this happening as well, as he also counseled two of the other guys in my group on a regular basis and he has helped us all to overcome our anxieties about just being real, no matter the consequence, no matter the subject. We have all grown and Dewayne was part of that. Thank you Dewayne. For just being real, for just answering your call to your ministry, for hearing God and without wavering, followed His will for your life.

I wish everyone I know could have known Dewayne. It seemed to me that he was one that didn't know a stranger. One that could fit into any crowd and just be himself at the same time. The world is a little less complete now without Dewayne and he will be missed, by me and I know of many others. I pray now for his wife, I don't know her and I cannot imagine her pain or loneliness right now, but I know she is hurting, I know she is feeling incomplete, and I know her heart is broken. What I also know is that God is and will be her comforter, her support, her protector, her everything. I hope that all the things written, all the things said, all the stories told will be a testimony to her over her life of being married to a wonderful man of God.

So, tonight, one day and many hours after Dewayne left this world to be with our gracious father, I say goodbye to my counselor, brother and friend. I love you Dewayne and you will be missed always and never forgotten.

"Well done, good and faithful servant..."

I guess one can never really get used to a sudden death of a friend. Death in itself, spoken by the words of John Piper, is something that follows us around all of our lives. We cannot escape it, we cannot hide from it, we cannot avoid it. It just is.

I am exhausted. Emotionally, mentally, and physically. Today was a really tough day. A friend of mine, also currently my counselor, past away in his sleep last night to be found by his wife this morning not able to wake him. I can't even imagine how that felt for her. I am so deeply saddened inside for her and I don't even know her. I am sad for myself too. Dewayne, while he was my counselor, I also considered a friend. He has helped me to see so many things about myself over the last 8 months that have in effect transformed my life tremendously. Now, he is gone. Never will I have a meeting with him again. I last met with him on Tuesday afternoon this past week, and when our session was over, thanked him, and said I'll see you in two weeks, no knowing that a week later he would be gone.

I have much more inside that I will probably be writing about soon, just tired right now and I think sleep would be the best thing for this moment. I miss Dewayne. I miss his smiles and his laughs, I miss his serious look when discussing the tough stuff, I just miss him.

I know, without a doubt he is now in complete peace in Heaven with our gracious Father. He did not see this coming and no one was really prepared for it, but God knew, God knows and He will see us all through this. Dewayne Wood. A very missed dear friend. Love you bro, and I will miss our times together but I know you are in a far greater place than this earth that we still dwell upon. Good Night.