We Are Victors, Not Victims

We Are Victors, Not Victims

I want to be careful on how I write this post because I never want to come across with a lack of empathy or compassion towards others. We live in a fallen and broken world and are often victims of sin that is committed towards us. It happens to us and sometimes it involves us committing sins towards others too.

So I never want to brush past the reality of our broken world and just how much sin can hurt us. No matter of the situation you find yourself in today, I am truly sorry for what has happened to you. I’m sorry for the tears you’ve shed, the pain you’ve felt, the struggles you’ve had in your life. However, I also want to encourage you in something.

The enemy never lets down, he is always on the loose and prowling around telling you lies while seeking to destroy you. He will tell you that you are a victim…..he will tell you just how bad you are or just how bad the situation is that you are in…he will tell you there’s no hope….he will say everything he can to bring you down and to distract you from the truth.

The truth is, you are a Victor, not a victim.

A Victor is defined as “a person who defeats an enemy or opponent in a battle, game, or other competition.”

Have you defeated the enemy? Have you won the war? No you haven’t…but Jesus has and that fact alone makes you a victor. He gives us the victory.

There Must Be Something In the Water

There Must Be Something In the Water

I could spend all day swimming. I mean it. All day.

So imagine how much fun it is to see my 5½ year-old-daughter share the same enthusiasm. But, this summer is a little different.

Gone are the safety of the arm floaties and jumping into the water into my arms because I promised to catch her.

It’s the summer for her to learn how to swim.

My wife and I took a gamble on whether our daughter would learn to swim from me. I learned from my mom back in the day and I liked the idea of keeping that tradition rolling. However, would she take instruction from swim coach Daddy?

YES. Several weeks in, it’s a joy to see her progress. Reaching, slicing the water with her hand and pulling the water back while she kicks her feet reminds me of how many times we’ve talked about it.

But as she continues to move forward in the water and swimming more confidently and competently, I think this whole process had more to do with God revealing to me a few things about my relationship with Him.

I love how God teaches lessons through water.

We know about passing through the Jordan, the Red Sea and walking on the Sea of Galilee. We know the story of the woman at the well and many other stories and illustrations.

Water represents cleansing, consecration, new life and refreshing throughout the Bible.

Grace And Consequences Are Both Acts Of Love

Grace And Consequences Are Both Acts Of Love

I’m learning more and more each day on what it means to be a father, on what it means to be a parent. I know I’ll be learning for the rest of my life, I get that, and I want to share what I’m learning with you and what God is teaching me in hopes that it’ll serve as an encouragement to you no matter where you find yourself today.

Let’s just say sometimes having a 4yr old and a 3yr old can be a little crazy. It’s a blast, it’s tiring, it’s emotional, it’s fun, it’s exhausting, and it’s amazing. The ability to watch a human being grow up, take their first steps, say their first words, make sinful choices, and make God glorifying choices is all incredible, and it all seems to happen at the same time.

Teaching them grace and what it means has been challenging. So one of the ways we have started to do that is when our older daughter gets in trouble and clearly deserves specific punishments we have laid out for her, there are times we take the punishments away, talk about what grace is, and have her pray and confess to Jesus. That way she can see sometimes we don’t get what we deserve at the end of the day and that Jesus gives us grace.

However, being the wise 4yr old she is, now every time she is in trouble, she is quick to point out to us how we need to show her grace in the situation. In all situations. Every, single, time. We explain to her sometimes even though there is grace, there are still punishments and consequences for our actions. You can tell she is somewhat confused by this when we explain it to her but she believes us. That got me thinking, how often do we seem confused by the same thing?

Am I Equipped For God’s Purpose?

Am I Equipped For God's Purpose?

Equipped or not, I signed up for Man Day.

I joined over 70 men gathered at our church to eat breakfast and worship before setting off to finish repairs and maintenance on homes in the community. It’s a day I’m glad I didn’t miss. The camaraderie, spending a whole day outside in perfect weather and enjoying the thread of serving that weaved through the whole day proved rich.

I almost let myself miss it.

You May Not Think So

I like to guard Saturdays with my family. It’s my favorite time. Plus, I’m not a rah-rah kind of guy and large group activities aren’t my favorite.

But the real reason, I have a longstanding feud with tools. I really enjoy the way they look when they are organized in the garage but I don’t necessarily like how they feel in my hand, especially when dealing with the millionth stripped bolt. Every triumph I’ve had with tools I’ve celebrated. Every frustration I’ve had with tools awakens the thought, “Why didn’t I ask somebody to teach me this years ago?” Needless to say, I’ve grown very fond of YouTube instructional videos.

I joked with someone the night before how I was going to bring my Swiss army style all-purpose pocket tool because that was the only tool I felt comfortable with.

The next morning, when I found out my team’s marching orders to paint a house, I breathed easy knowing nobody would depend on me to make compound cuts on a miter saw.

So, paint we did. Getting to know the guys on my team a little better, it became obvious, each one could go number one in a Man Day draft for tool expertise.

This was the A-Team. You know, the type of guys with the tools perfectly arranged in their garage and with knowledge of every nut and bolt they own? Each of them could host their own YouTube fix-it channel. Not only did they know what to do, they knew what to do with ease. But what happens when we can’t rely on our own experience?

Spiritual Identity Theft: Recognizing the Signs and Protecting Yourself

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Spiritual Identity Theft

Identity theft happens when there’s a breach of personal information by people who steal data from their victims for their personal gain. It’s becoming a trend in this digital age; that’s why you need to be careful when disclosing your private information to anyone.

While there are safety precautions you can do to prevent identity theft, it’s different when it comes to your spiritual being. Spiritual identity theft occurs when a person is being blinded and tempted by the evil to turn his back on God. It’s a cause for concern, especially to people who value their personal relationship with the Lord.

The very first spiritual identity theft happened when the serpent tempted Eve to pick a fruit from the Tree of Knowledge and talked Adam into eating it with her. Just like identity thieves in the 21st century, the serpent’s motivation was jealousy, envy, and discontent. All his strategies were based on lies and deception, which the first children of God fell for.

So, how do you know if your spiritual identity has been breached? Here are a few signs to look out for:

Living Life Without Walls

Living Life Without Walls

I don’t know about you but I think God works a lot of times in us through seasons. Seasons of busyness. Seasons of difficulties. Seasons of prosperity. Seasons of excitement. Seasons of loss. And the list goes on.

Lately I’ve been in one of the craziest seasons I can remember in awhile with so many things going on, our church, 121 Community Church, moving new to a brand new building, celebrating Easter, and reflecting on things that matter the most…and all of this seems to have happened at the exact same time.

I remember specifically walking through 121 for the very last time. No one was there. Nothing was left. Not only was it a little emotional because of such history happening there, but something happened at that moment. It was if God stopped me in my tracks while looking down the empty hallway and said, “this…..this is what life is about……..this is how fast life goes……..now that you see this, what do you think really matters?

And I immediately knew the answer…