Don’t stay dormant and stew in your midnight-haunting regret. It is imperative you move on. Take a lesson from our family motto (of which my daughter and I both have tattoos): "No fear of the future, no regrets of the past."
We love reading Jeremiah 29:11, about God’s plans for us; plans for GOOD and not for EVIL. What many don’t realize, however, is these words were written in a letter to a group of captives just after being savagely ripped from their homes and taken to a strange and evil land. This group cried out for deliverance, but instead of carrying out a dramatic rescue, the Lord told them to ease up, chill out, settle in and make the most of it.
If you can feel your spirit slowly dying, I implore you to make a change. A change of scenery, a change of friends, a change of music, whatever. Whether it’s online or in your community, seek out crazy, like-minded individuals who lift you up and not tear you down. Whatever it takes for you to keep chasing your dream, do it.
Never give in, never give up, never surrender.
You may not think too highly of yourself but God sees what you can be and not what you are. If you can grab hold of that, and then begin to seek His will for your life, it'll absolutely rock your world. Don't settle for second best. You're better than that. God believes in you and so do I.
I’m not here to prove anything to you; I’m just a husband, father, grandfather (aka “Poppy”), chronic pain sufferer and writer, trying to make sense of the world around me. I’m not a preacher, evangelist or professor, and I don’t have the “gift of healing,” as we Pentecostals like to call it. All that being said, though, I’ve witnessed miracles all around me. So, in case you were wondering...the answer is “yes,” God is still in the miracle-working business. Don’t you ever doubt it.
There are days my pain is so relentless I don’t even want to get outta bed. For many of us, there’s no escaping our prison of pain. So what do we do? The answers to that are many-fold, but one thing I DO know: We cannot EMBRACE our misery; we must rage against it!
One dark day, in pain and ticked off at the Devil, I put on one of my favorite Christian heavy metal bands, Impending Doom, put my earphones in, turned the music up as loud as I could stand it, closed my eyes and started banging away at the keyboard.
What you'll read in this blog was knocked out in about 10 minutes. I present it to you unedited, unrevised. It is the warcry of a tortured and angry soldier, resolving himself to never give up, never give in, never surrender.