some thoughts.

Sometimes in life, things show up completely out of nowhere. Sometimes when you’re not even looking for something, it turns up on your doorstep as if you were waiting for it. You were waiting for it; but the waiting was supposed to take longer. Well, you didn’t really know how long the waiting would be but all that matters is that you’re not waiting anymore. This unexpected thing has you hooked, it makes you motivated and you become attached to it whether you try to stop it or not. This is one of those situations where all the many pieces were put in place and there’s no explanation except God’s hand placing you and this “thing” in the right place at the right time.

So you think….

But that’s where you have to make the decision…

It’s all about timing…not ours, but his.

Just some thoughts.

We need ambulance drivers

There is nothing wrong with a traffic law which says you have to stop for a red light. But when a fire is raging, the fire truck goes through that red light, and normal traffic had better get out of its way. Or when a man is bleeding to death, the ambulance goes through those red lights at top speed. There is a fire raging.....for the poor of this society. Disinherited people from all over the world are bleeding to death from deep social and economic wounds. They need brigades of ambulance drivers who WILL HAVE to ignore the red lights of the present system until the emergency is solved.

- Dr. Martin Luther King

(It's what we're called to do, folks.)

Taken from The Irresistable Revolution by Shane Claiborne

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the dream

The American Dream. I want that. Right? Is that okay? It's kind of a question that I have really been struggling with in the last month or so.

This book I've been reading called The Irresistible Revolution by Shane Claiborne has really been challenging me to question what our "real" dream should be. I don't know. I have a lot of thoughts about it.

Sometimes I'll be having a conversation with an old friend, one of those typical conversations "Hey, how's life?" "Oh you know, good. Just livin' the dream..." I caught myself saying it. What is the dream again?

It's not necessarily wrong in any way; I mean you grow up and you're told that you need to graduate high school with good grades and then find a decent college, graduate with some business degree or science degree or something that is going to make you a lot of money and, and in the mean time you're supposed to find a girl you want to marry then marry her before you graduate college so you can start your family before you go to grad school so you can get an even better paying job to give your family a really great life and then you have a kid and then...you know what happens. Life goes on just the same.

It's what we're supposed to do, right?

It seems so right and so normal.

And comfortable. It's all so we can be comfortable. What's comfortable again?

It's living in a nice new subdivision on the outskirts of town. And owning a "environmentally friendly" SUV to take up to the mountains. And buying a nice boat to spend weekends on the lake. And being happy. And comfortable.

I just don't know. Why do we need to be so comfortable? Whats the point in it? It makes us happy I guess. But isn't it kind of empty to just be comfortable?

They say this is the land of opportunity. It is, I'm not arguing that. But it's also the land of materialism and consumerism and hypocrisy.

It's like all we care about as a society is making more money. Or investing wisely. Or buying gold because the cost of a dollar is going down. It's just stuff like that. It seems so empty. I mean we spend our lives working our butts off to give our families a better and more comfortable life just to some day be buried in the ground. We don't get to take any of these treasures of life up to heaven with us so why do they matter so much here on earth?

Jesus told us to sell everything we had and give it to the poor. I don't know how we can't take that literally at least a little bit? Seriously... Sure, its modern day now and times have changed and so its not meant to be taken literally by us...

Americans.

Comfortable.

Take the perspective of a homeless man. He is comfortable tonight because he gets to sleep underneath the awning at the bank downtown. Oh, and he found a blanket in the dumpster. Take my perspective. I had a good dinner tonight and today was also payday. I would say I'm pretty comfortable. Now take the perspective of a millionaire living by the golf course. Is he comfortable tonight?

Writing this makes me uncomfortable just to let you know. I really have no room to talk. And I'm not trying to make anyone feel guilty, though I do. In The Irresistible Revolution, Claiborne mentions a phrase that made me think. "God comforts the disturbed, and disturbs the comfortable." It totally makes sense. I am pretty comfortable, but am I really happy?

I think that we are longing for something more of this world than our sweet little suburban homes and 8 to 5 jobs.

Lets do something.

Reach out to someone.

Touch someone's life.

What is our "real" dream?

"Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also." - Jesus
Matt 6:19-21

life changes.

Well, Kevin Johnson has a blog. Why? I don't know.

Why do we get blogs? It's to tell people about you.

I'm not that interesting.

But I think people need community and this opens up that option. It's important to tell your story. Whatever you've been through, you have a story to tell. I don't see myself telling my story in one big post but you'll soon know my story.

God is wrecking my life.

One year ago, I thought I was a christian. I thought I had it going on. I thought playing in the worship band once a week and going to church made me a christian. I knew that I had a lot of sin in my life but I also knew that I had grace. I was right in a way, I did have grace. But from where I am at now, I do not believe I was a real christian until just very recently.

God made himself evident in my life. I felt like I had a purpose for living. It was something I had never felt before. He made me realize that I hadn't been a living like a true disciple of him and it honestly started to kill me. But this realization wasn't necessarily an overnight thing. Through the work of the spirit in conversations, life experiences, and certain people, God was moving in my life. I didn't even see it.

I was blind.

I think he finally took my blinders off. He showed me things and made me see them in a new perspective and my sight is clearer everyday.

I'm not to say my life is a cakewalk though. I am just as much a sinner now as I was a year ago, or two years ago, or ten years ago. But the cross I now follow is ten times as big as before.

That's what Jesus does to us. As we fall more and more in love with him, the cross gets bigger and bigger. Our sin becomes heavier on our hearts as we mature in our walk.

I still think I'm a baby. I have a long way to go. But he's helping grow.

This verse... it has to be shared. It changed my life.

24Then Jesus said to his disciples, "If anyone would come after me, he must deny himself and take up his cross and follow me. 25For whoever wants to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for me will find it."

-Kev