Does The Sun Always Rise?

Does The Sun Always Rise?

“Every sunrise speaks of His resurrection.  We may not be able to see the beauty of the sunrise every morning, but it still rises.  Just because we can’t see it doesn’t make it any less true.” I’m flying back to Belfast International from Lanzarote.  I’ve had time to reflect.  To journal.  To switch off from the matrix and switch on to my heart. Just prior to landing, I stick on some worship music.  I’m gazing out the window at the sun.  The colours are amazing.  We’re still above the clouds.  And then, God shows up.  So gently.  So tenderly. The perspective is so different up here above the clouds.  A few seconds later we begin our descent and we drop down through the clouds to what can only be described as a dark and dreary landscape.  What a contrast.  And then I sensed God again.  “Nothing has changed, except your perspective.  The sun is still shining above those clouds, you just can’t see it from your current position.” I saw the clear existence of both the earthly and the spiritual realm.  Both exist at the same time, yet if we’re honest, we live most of the time ignoring the ‘spiritual’ simply because we can’t see it.  But just because we don’t see it doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist....
Do you want to improve your poser?

Do you want to improve your poser?

Do you want to improve your poser or have your heart set free? Your honest answer to that question has the potential to be a life changer.  And most definitely a life giver. As men, we love posing.  Seriously.  We all have our own picture of what a ‘real’ man looks like, don’t we?  The successful business man.  The guy with the flash car.  The guy with the beautiful wife and the well behaved children.  The guy with the big arms and pecs. “I believe I was the only one in the entire company to come all the way through Normandy without getting wounded.”  Pvt. William Craft, 314th Infantry Regiment You see the problem is, we all have a wound.  Most likely more than one.  Depending on what that wound is, we will then develop the poser or the false self to hide it.  We put on a mask, especially when we are around friends and family.  We coast through life ‘looking’ as though we have it all sorted when really, we’re struggling and falling apart inside.  We hide, every last one of us.  We are afraid of exposure.  Yet we can’t have freedom and still keep the poser.  It just simply won’t work. Dan Allender writes, “The work of restoration cannot begin until the problem is fully faced”.  We cannot expect to live life in freedom and in all it’s fullness (John 10 v 10) until we strip away the mask we’re hiding behind and get vulnerable.  We need to invite Jesus into our past wounds.  If you’re not sure what they are, ask Him.  He’ll show you....
A Wild Goose Adventure

A Wild Goose Adventure

“The thief comes only in order to steal and kill and destroy.  I came that they may have and enjoy life, and have it in abundance (to the full, till it overflows).” John 10 v 10 The early Celtic Christians called the Holy Spirit “the wild goose.”  And the reason why is that they knew you could not tame him.  But if you follow his haunting call, he’ll take you on an adventure. When you read that, what does it stir in you?  Fear?  Excitement?  Doubt?  Confusion? I’ve said it before.  I’m on a journey of relinquishing control of life and allowing God to be God.  Allowing Him complete control.   Walking in conversational intimacy with Him.  But my biggest struggle is to stop putting Him in my little man-made box.  When He’s boxed, He’s tame.  But is that the God of the bible? The Spirit of God cannot be tamed.  When it comes to God, expect the unexpected.  When I first heard the analogy above of the wild goose, I didn’t quite know how to take it.  My religious ‘mask’ was screaming at me, “How dare you liken God to a wild goose!!”.  Religion eh? But the more I thought about it, the more it excited me.  A wild God who cannot be tamed longing to take me on an adventure.  I’m in!  But hold on a minute.  There’s a battle going on here between my head and my heart.  My head longs for everything to be neat and tidy.  My heart however, longs for excitement and life in all its fullness.  So, do I follow my head or my heart? I...
Love Hearts From The Father

Love Hearts From The Father

It began early last year.  I desired a closer walk with God.  Nothing ‘religious’.  But instead, a relationship. I remember hearing John Eldredge (Ransomed Heart Ministries) talk about how he would ask the Father for little love hearts, and that he would find them everywhere.  Random objects in the shape of a heart.  This immediately stirred something in me.  Could I make the same request? I’m on a journey of not putting God inside my man-made religious box.  So for me, this was forcing me out of my comfort zone.  I was so used to thinking of God as being safe.  Controlled.  I saw Him as a God who spoke through His written Word and through the sermons / talks on a Sunday.  And that was it.  Finito.  Nothing else.  Now I’m not saying that God doesn’t speak through either of these means.  Of course He does.  The scriptures are the foundational truth that we must judge everything else on (and live by!).  But is your God big enough to speak to you in anyway He pleases? Or should I ask, does your perception of how big your God is ALLOW Him to speak to you in anyway He pleases? Back in May of last year, I decided to head off for a few hours.  I needed away from the ‘busyness’ of life.  I wanted to head to Whitepark Bay & Ballintoy Harbour, but when I arrived there the weather was so bad I couldn’t even get out of the car.  I whispered a simple question, “Father, what should I do?” to which I got an almost instant reply...