Wasteland Kings

Tag: trust

“Aslan is a lion – the Lion, the great Lion.” “Ooh” said Susan. “I’d thought he was a man. Is he – quite safe? I shall feel rather nervous about meeting a lion”…”Safe?” said Mr. Beaver…”Who said anything about safe? Course he isn’t safe. But he’s good. He’s the King, I tell you.” – C.S. Lewis The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe Unconditional love makes me uncomfortable. It sounds like a wonderful thing in my head. I talk about it…

Going on my trip to Ethiopia was like drinking from a fire hose of emotional and spiritual experiences.  While I’ve done my best to process and describe them one of them flew under my radar and went unnoticed. It took another experience here in Dallas to bring it to light and help me start processing it. Last Wednesday, I hung out with one of the guys in my community group for a couple hours and we caught up about our…

Sometimes God works things to our good in a very unexpected way; He even uses things like fear. In preparing for my trip to Ethiopia, a couple of fears have attacked me. In the process of working through them, God taught me an incredible lesson; I don’t need to understand everything I’m going to deal with in this life. This lesson had a hard time working it’s way into my heart because I have a strong tendency towards self-reliance. When…

In a couple of months, I’m going to be setting off to California for my first writer’s conference. This will be my first chance to talk with people from the industry and pitch my book and I’m pretty nervous about it. The title of this blog will become my motto over the next couple months or I’ll probably go crazy. Those are the only two options because if I  assume that my success relies on my efforts, anxiety and stress…

While at times I have trouble believing there is more to life than what I can see, God has a tendency of surprising me and reminding me there is always more than what I can see. I just finished moving from one place to another, and that made for an exciting few weeks. I am moving from somewhere that I’ve called home for almost thirteen years. I am currently going through this awesome mixture of shock, anxiety, and giddy excitement…

My everyday approach to life destroys my heart. I attack life by trying to gain an understanding of what’s going on. This usually eats up my heart in the process. Most of the time, I don’t place my hope in the provision of God. At best, I place my hope in the possibility of securing that provision through being a good Christian. That’s not faith in God, that’s faith in me. I feel like I need this ability to earn…

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