I know I have been slackin' on the bloggin....so much so, that Kerrie has pretty much laid claim to this blog as hers...and we just can't have that. So, here I am to take back what is so rightfully mine.
The guys at church finally scheduled ManCamp on my off week....not so sure they had me in mind when doing this, but I know God did. ManCamp is pretty much set up to help you become a better Man of God, and this was something I was hungry for. There was a group of about 60 men from LifePoint that came, some I knew very well and some I hardly knew at all. But there is something very special and powerful about a group of men coming together, seeking God, worshiping, praying, and sharing. I was definitely convicted by God's word, and allowed his word to shape me as only the Potter's hands can.
I took several proverbial "punches" during the weekend, and I undeniably deserved them and undoubtedly needed them. The first "punch" I received was realizing I had become relaxed. It's funny how this happens so easily without us recognizing it. And that is just how Satan likes it! It was almost as if I was acting like I had already finished the race. This "punch" landed right in my gut, knocking the wind out of me, and forcing me to gasp for God. Where had my passion gone? Where had my eagerness to seek God gone? Thank you God for knocking the wind out of me and forcing me to acknowledge and breath in your presence! JD shared this scripture at the camp:
"You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart"
Notice the word "all" in this verse. It's easy to seek God with the parts of our hearts that we don't mind giving to him. I pray I will allow God to have and replace all areas of my heart.
One of the biggest consequences of being relaxed for me was not studying the word of God as I should. For the past several days I have been trying something JD suggested..."don't physically eat until you spiritual eat". So for the past several days I have made it a point to study the Bible before I eat any food. I really love this and plan to keep this part of my life.
The second "punch" landed right between the eyes. As much as this punch hurt, it was much needed. Because after the blindness and dizziness subsided, I was able to refocus my eyes. Before this, my eyes were easily diverted to things of this world. It's my prayer that I can keep this focus. This scripture that was shared at ManCamp helps me do this:
"Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a huge crowd of witnesses to the life of faith, let us strip off every weight that slows us down, especially the sin that so easily trips us up. And let us run with endurance the race God has set before us. We do this by keeping our eyes on Jesus, the champion who initiates and perfects our faith."
The last "punch" landed squarely on my temple. A hard shot to the temple can easily rattle your thoughts and so it did. For the past months, I had been relying on my own understanding. This has been major flaw of mine through my whole Christian life. My brain is so wired with logic, and if you know God at all, you know his ways are higher than ours and transcends logic. I know this is something I will always struggle with, but I pray I continue to fight against my own logic and trust in God's wisdom.
"Trust in the Lord with all your heart; do not depend on your own understanding. Seek his will in all you do, and he will show you which path to take."
I'm jacked up about the direction I am headed today and the work that God is doing. I have returned from ManCamp a better man, a better husband, and a better follower of Jesus Christ. My hope is that I continue to run after God.