Monthly Archives: July 2017


Christians in America need to start repenting. We really do.

We have a fun time poking at the culture around us and pointing out the major logs in their eyes. But if we want change to take place in our nation, we can’t just call those people out there to repent. We ourselves need to see the problems we contribute to this mess we live in.

It’s stupid to complain about the woes of this country without recognizing that we probably often follow in the footsteps of those who have caused those woes. Take for example abortion. We as Christian lament that abortion is taking place near and around us. But how did we get to where abortion became on demand?

Easy: Because Christians of the past allowed for on demand divorce. The beginning of the destruction of God’s institutions began when Christians stopped believing in those institutions. When you can get divorced for any reason, why not kill your children for any reason?

When men gave their children to be educated by others, abrogating their responsibility to train up their children, their hearts began to be turned away from their children, and in turn their children’s hearts turned away from them. So why would a man care to be responsible to a wife and children?

And these things weren’t being done by a secular society, but a Christian one.

We have much sin in this country to repent of. Judgement starts in God’s house. We assume individuality over and above God’s institution of marriage and family. Christians began that, so it’s no wonder our society see’s man’s feelings as the great controller of reality. Christians started it.

So there is much to blame for the sins and problems of our society because of previous generations, but one way out of those problems isn’t by compounding them more in disobeying God even further. God commands us to honor our fathers and mothers. So while we can speak of their sins, we must obey God in honoring.

It’s our disobedience that got us here, and continuing in rebellion will not get us out. So we must first sanctify Jesus Christ as Lord of our lives and we must obey him in all things. And that always first starts with repentance and repenting of our individual sins, as well as the sins of those around us. We need to repent and we need to obey God.

It is not enough to mock the culture. That has it’s place. But we must be on our knees lamenting over our sin, our indifference, our cold hearts, our lust, our effeminacy, our pride, our ignorance, and our arrogance. We must lament over the sins of Christians who continue to ignore the word of God, who abuse his word, and who hate obedience to his word.

We are in a situation where Christians all over America need to repent. If not, we will get what’s coming to us.

Which Christ do you Proclaim?

In America today, it’s all too easy to meet a Christian on the street, in a magazine, or on TV. They’re nearly everywhere you turn.

And that’s the problem.

Something that once meant something now is as loose as a dog who is fenced in by a fence without wood or nails. Nearly anyone can be a Christian and yet not believe in Jesus Christ. It’s impossible to claim to believe in Jesus and yet deny Him at the same time.

Actually, I take that back. Many Christians do it today. They do the impossible, I must admit. They can do all things through Christ who strengthen’s them, one of those things being denying Christ.

Of course, the denial isn’t out-right. It’s not an in your face, I don’t believe in Jesus denial. It’s more like the husband who never wears his wedding ring, especially at strip-clubs, never see’s his wife or kids, and never takes responsibility for them. Oh, he never denies his marriage. He boasts in his “happy marriage!” He talks about how these other husbands who actually listen to their wives and care for the education of their children “ought not judge the other husbands” because he “knows what husbanding it truly about.”

It’s a denial that boasts of many things, talks about this amazing love for Jesus, but when you exam their lives, there is nothing of the kind. And this tragedy means there are many sheep being led by false teachers and prophets, and new religious groups rise up who speak in some authority and seem to be the opposite of the culture, but are just as dangerous and deadly.

I call myself a Christian, and I will stick with the term because it does mean something. If others want to call themselves Christians it doesn’t bother me, even if they’re false. They’ll at some point be found out and or be snuffed out by God. I’ll keep following Jesus Christ, because he is my only hope for salvation.

Anyone who calls themselves a Christian is proclaiming a Christ. The question is, which Christ are they proclaiming? A Christ who looks like them and their beliefs? Or a Christ of the Bible?

I meet plenty of closet Christians, and one day they’ll come out of the closet, or they’ll be shown for what they really are: pretenders. For now, being a Christian has a wide variety of meanings and as a Christian I just have to deal with it.

Well, I do more than deal with it. It means I get to call these Christians to follow Christ, to which they show their hypocrisy by being labeled some sort of hateful bigot because I side with the God of the Bible.

I’m okay with being called a hateful racist bigot, because I get to respond “I know you are but what am I?” Hopefully we can call people to a higher standard of reasoning than name calling and childish tactics, but something tells me universities today don’t know what reasoning is. If they did, people may actually be taught how to listen, dialogue, and speak without name calling.

And that would be a tragedy.

John Cassian on Reading Scripture

This man therefore, when some of the brethren were wondering at the splendid light of his knowledge and were asking of him some meanings of Scripture, said that a monk who wanted to acquire a knowledge of the Scriptures ought not to spend his labour on the works of commentators, but rather to keep all the efforts of his mind and intentions of his heart set on purifying himself from carnal vices: for when these are driven out, at once the eyes of the heart, as if the veil of the passions were removed, will begin as it were naturally to gaze on the mysteries of Scripture: since they were not declared to us by the grace of the Holy Spirit in order that they should remain unknown and obscure; but they are rendered obscure by our fault, as the veil of our sins covers the eyes of the heart, and when these are restored to their natural state of health, the mere reading of Holy Scripture is by itself amply sufficient for beholding the true knowledge, nor do they need the aid of commentators, just as these eyes of flesh need no man’s teaching how to see, provided that they are free from dimness or the darkness of blindness. For this reason there have arisen so great differences and mistakes among commentators because most of them, paying no sort of attention towards purifying the mind, rush into the work of interpreting the Scriptures, and in proportion to the density or impurity of their heart form opinions that are at variance with and contrary to each other’s and to the faith, and so are unable to take in the light of truth.

John Cassian

Try this the next time you read your Bible

An author intends for their words to mean something. A good author consider’s their audience and writes in an understandable way that will communicate to them effectively. Unfortunately, the way most people read today is dishonoring and disrespectful to authors.

Surrounded by the culture I am today, most people don’t care what someone meant by what they said. Instead,  they will interpret it however they want. You see, there is much confusion on the meaning of words and how to communicate and understand people. This is bound to happen when you call evil good and good evil. You’re bound to not understand what words mean, what people are saying, and what is actually going on because you don’t think words are actually trying to communicate something.

What is worse is that people not only do this to one another, but they do this to the Word of God. People interpret Bible however they want to by disrespecting the authors.

For example, they will take the words: effeminate men will go to hell unless they repent; and they will interpret that to mean you hate effeminate men and want them all to die. Or that you believe you’re better than they are. They essentially interpret the purpose you have in saying what you say.

Today, when the Bible is read, they interpret it thinking they know the mysteries of the cosmos and are allowed to take it whatever way they want to. And this is a major problem. This is a major problem because words lose their meaning in a society like that.

If a word or a sentence means 10,000 things because 10,000 people take them to mean something different, then that is a society that doesn’t know how to communicate effectively.

If you still don’t see a problem with this, then never get upset again when someone misunderstands you. Because your words don’t mean anything and we can take them however we want them to mean, right?

We must let the author mean what he means. We must let the author tell us what he means. And that means, instead of taking it to mean what we want, we get rid of our preconceived beliefs about a text and we look at it and think about what the author is trying to communicate.

The technique I am going to tell you is a great way to start practicing. It’s not the best way or the only way, but it’s a fun and helpful way.

Here it is, in the form of a question:

How would the author of this book read their words out loud?

The next book of the Bible you want to study, think about this and even try it out loud. Read the Bible and imagine the way the author would want it to be read out loud, and then read it that way.

What this does is get you thinking about the author, and his focus, and his emphasis, and his style, and the voice he’d have, and where he’d raise his voice, or weep, or sing, or shout, or get quiet.

Practice it with this passage, and remember: don’t read it the way you think it should be read, think about the way John would want you to read it. How would John imitate Nicodemus and Jesus in this passage? How would John do the narration? What would John sound like reading out loud this passage?

John 3:1-21

Now there was a man of the Pharisees named Nicodemus, a ruler of the Jews. This man came to Jesus by night and said to him, “Rabbi, we know that you are a teacher come from God, for no one can do these signs that you do unless God is with him.” Jesus answered him, “Truly, truly, I say to you, unless one is born again he cannot see the kingdom of God.” Nicodemus said to him, “How can a man be born when he is old? Can he enter a second time into his mother’s womb and be born?” Jesus answered, “Truly, truly, I say to you, unless one is born of water and the Spirit, he cannot enter the kingdom of God. That which is born of the flesh is flesh, and that which is born of the Spirit is spirit. Do not marvel that I said to you, ‘You must be born again.’ The wind blows where it wishes, and you hear its sound, but you do not know where it comes from or where it goes. So it is with everyone who is born of the Spirit.”

Nicodemus said to him, “How can these things be?” Jesus answered him, “Are you the teacher of Israel and yet you do not understand these things? Truly, truly, I say to you, we speak of what we know, and bear witness to what we have seen, but you do not receive our testimony. If I have told you earthly things and you do not believe, how can you believe if I tell you heavenly things? No one has ascended into heaven except he who descended from heaven, the Son of Man. And as Moses lifted up the serpent in the wilderness, so must the Son of Man be lifted up, that whoever believes in him may have eternal life.

“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life. For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but in order that the world might be saved through him. Whoever believes in him is not condemned, but whoever does not believe is condemned already, because he has not believed in the name of the only Son of God. And this is the judgment: the light has come into the world, and people loved the darkness rather than the light because their works were evil. For everyone who does wicked things hates the light and does not come to the light, lest his works should be exposed. But whoever does what is true comes to the light, so that it may be clearly seen that his works have been carried out in God.”

Now, of course the problem occurs that John’s native tongue wasn’t English, so we won’t technically sound like John or get it even remotely correct. But, it gets us thinking about what is John communicating, what is he trying to get across, and what would he be emphasizing in his voice in this passage?

Enjoy and let me know what you think.

Who’s are you?

Who’s are you? That’s the question the Bible asks all of us. It doesn’t ask us “who are you?” God knows who you are. He knows you better than you know yourself. However, God asks us through his word to answer the question: Who do you belong to? Who’s are you?

Who’s am I?

This is fundamental to the Bible. This is why the world was plunged into sin and all are born slaves of sin. We are born slaves of sin because of who’s we are. We are born of the seed of Adam, belonging to the lineage of Adam and thus being children of the Devil. That’s who’s we are. We are born children of Satan because Adam subjected us all to Satan.

So if I am going to tell you about “me,” then you really need to know who I belong to. Who is my authority? Who owns me?

God the Father. The God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob. The God of David. The Father of Jesus. The Son of the Father. The Spirit of the Son and of the Father. That’s who owns me.

God decided to take ownership of me. He became my authority around October 2010.

I was a wretch. Proud in heart. Playing with the emotions of young girls. Thinking that I knew God, though I was living like a child of Satan because I was a child of Satan. I was self deceived.

I would read the Bible and twist it to my own fancy. It was like receiving orders and commands from a king, pick the words I wanted and burn the rest. Then I would declare how much I knew because I read the kings commands, and I would make the Kings commands say the opposite of what they said. And then, instead of pointing to the wisdom of the King, and the greatness of his kind commands that produced life, I would talk about how amazing I was, and how those children of the King were fools and didn’t know much about their father.

If providence would have put me in the crowd of Jews the day Jesus was crucified, I would have been among them, yelling “crucify him!” I didn’t want the Jesus that walked the earth. I wanted a Jesus of my own politically correct making, who was a liberal-conservative hybrid, obeying my whims and commands.

I increasingly used the Bible to affirm the sins God hates. And I became the fool, who ignored the teachings of the wise, and misunderstood what is plainly seen. I saw but did not see, and I heard but did not hear.

But God sent a prophet. His words pierced my soul. He exposed who I was.

I wish I could say that I am like the woman at the well. She was told by Jesus her sins. She had had five husbands, and the one she was with now wasn’t her husband. She then proceeded to go around and told everyone how amazing Jesus was, and how he knew her better than anyone, and yet she had never met him before. She believed in him. She pointed and looked to him. She has done something I don’t do: She pointed people to Jesus by declaring the sin that he had called her out on.

I am too good to tell others my sin. No, no, no. Can’t do that. “I’m a Christian! We’re perfect! I need to be seen as perfect for the world to listen to me!”

Yes, I wish I had half the courage that woman did. No. Instead, I was transformed, and then I continued to hold onto some of my sins. If not all of them.

I’m nothing like that woman at the well. I don’t boast in my weakness. I hide it. I’m so arrogant that I think I know how to evangelize better than God does.

Yet Jesus uses the weak in the world to confound and shame the wise. And boy do I think I’m wise. I have been confounded by the weak men and women of the Bible. And yet Jesus saved me from myself, and continues to do so.

I am Christ’s. I belong to Him. And it seems like He won’t let me go, and He keeps calling me and drawing me to himself.

Jesus is so patient. And I am just a sinner, being carried along by the Holy Spirit into greater degrees of Holiness. He works slow, but I praise God he continues to work.

Preface: Before the Journey Unfolded

Editors Note: This is the third part of a series discussing how I came to be married. The first part is here. The second part is here.


At that point in my life I was beginning to contemplate that perhaps it was better to be single. After all, that is what Paul said. And I didn’t know if I was ever going to get married, and I didn’t know if I wanted to. Devoting my life completely to ministry and to work for the Lord seemed like what I wanted to do. Yet, I still had a burning passion and desire for marriage.

In this contemplation, I began to think that maybe I should pray for a few months, fast, and make a decision if I was going to walk a life of singleness or a life of marriage. If I was to live a life of singleness then I would figure out the best way to serve God’s people as a single person. If I was to live a life of marriage, then I would figure out the next step in what I need to do to prepare for marriage.

A month had gone by and I had hung out with this girl that I disliked more often than I cared to. We had attended the same church for three or more years without saying hi to one another and I liked it better that way. Yet we somehow managed to always be at the same place together with our friends. We always had the same group of friends, but it wasn’t until this time that we managed to hang out together with our mutual group of friends. Of whom I was almost always with.

Over that month nothing changed. I barely spoke with her, but I was cordial. I still disliked her and she was still cold and distant, though she smiled with some of our friends here and there. (Okay, maybe it wasn’t that bad.)

What changed was one Sunday evening.

Now, I must add this for details sake. The church I attended had a Spanish service, which met in the churches old chapel (this is a megachurch) on Sunday mornings and also at the other campus location in the evening. I volunteered all day Sunday at church, plus Thursday and Friday nights as well.

So after a full day of volunteering and hanging out with my brothers and sisters in Christ, it was the end of the day. We were at the other campus talking and hanging out after service. It was the day before Martin Luther King Jr. Day and I had a free movie ticket.

So I brought it up to the group. I asked if anyone wanted to see a movie the next day, to which almost everyone (10 or more people) said yes. I said that I had a free movie ticket, to which another person said they also had a free ticket. Yes, she, the one I disliked, had a free movie ticket.

To make matters worse, everyone unanimously voted us to be in charge of setting up the time and place and movie. And then someone else had a bright idea: her and I should exchange numbers so we can set up the time and the day, as well as pick the movie.

Now, because I didn’t like her, I wasn’t trying to go out of my way to get her number. But, in the spirit of Christian niceness I said that was okay with me. She agreed to it as well. So we exchanged numbers.

The next day I text’d her some message saying that we needed to figure this out and good morning as well. So we asked who all was still able to go and which movie in the list of movies seemed good. There wasn’t much playing that I cared for, and I think we got a few votes on Les Miserables. So we decided the time and theater.

The horror began when our friends started to cancel on us. One by one our friends dropped out until it seemed like no one was left. In divine providence, God had set up a date with a girl I didn’t want to be with, on a day that I thought I could spend time with my friends, in a way in which I normally didn’t like dating girls: going to the movies.

But hark, that was what seemed would happen. I was silently freaking out but I needed to use this ticket soon and I’d rather not wait. So I made a joke, hoping that she’d say maybe we should try again another time. I joked saying, “Well, I guess this is just you and me. This will be my first date in years. hahaha!”

Instead of “protecting her brothers heart” or some hogwash like that, she simply responded, “awww, how cute. Have your mother dress you and take a picture.”

I laughed to myself, nervously. But, decided, why not? So I had my mom take a picture of me with my green Crazor flip phone in the age of iphones.

Thankfully she was silently freaking out too and made two of our mutual friends agree to go. I silently thanked God but instead of being honest, I joked, saying that they’d be our chaperons on this date.

At this point it’s hard to stress that I was not into her, I did not want to be alone with her, and that the last thing I wanted was to go on a date with her. But, here I was, and I was joking about it because I was so comfortable knowing that this was not any of that. If it was really a date I probably would have been freaking out in a completely different way.

So we get to the movie and she’s already there. So I go up and sit next to her. I say hi, ask her how her day was, and some small talk, while also joking about how it’s “our date” and how they’ll be chaperoning.

They walk in, two girls that I love dearly as beloved sisters, whom I had spent lots of time with. I joke with them about the date and they laugh, but they end up sitting a few seats away. Which I didn’t want.

But now here I was, joking because I didn’t want to seem uncomfortable. Which made it more uncomfortable for me.

The movie starts, and it’s the advertisements and previews.

Now, to not be uncomfortable, I joke during the previews. This is something I normally do during movies. Yes, I’m a talker during movies. I have to. I need to engage with it otherwise I don’t stay as involved in the movie and may doze off.

Two previews in, and instead of asking me not to, my future wife turns to me, and says with all the venom she can, “You’re not going to do this during the whole movie, are you?”

Ignoring the obvious poison in her tone, I laughed and lied. “No.”

Inside, I died. Now I absolutely did not like this girl. And if I even entertained the thought that there was a possibility she was marriage material, it all sank with that comment.

We watched the movie, which I slept most of it. We left. I complained about it. I hated it. I went home unhappy, but glad to know that I had no interest in this girl at all.

At this point I had been praying for a month if singleness the rest of my life was a good decision. It seemed like an answer to prayer. Life long singleness seemed to be the answer as time progressed. My dislike of this girl only spurred on that desire to be single.


Cowards won’t be in heaven

Revelation 21:5-8

And he who was seated on the throne said, “Behold, I am making all things new.” Also he said, “Write this down, for these words are trustworthy and true.” And he said to me, “It is done! I am the Alpha and the Omega, the beginning and the end. To the thirsty I will give from the spring of the water of life without payment. The one who conquers will have this heritage, and I will be his God and he will be my son. But as for the cowardly, the faithless, the detestable, as for murderers, the sexually immoral, sorcerers, idolaters, and all liars, their portion will be in the lake that burns with fire and sulfur, which is the second death.” (ESV)

There is something that Christians in America are today. Cowards.

I know this because I have been one, and I’ve been repenting of it. Sadly, this has taken longer than it should because I am a coward. The world and it’s global move towards progressively hating the law of God and the sex that God has created each man and woman has caused much a confusion. Living in this day none of us are unaffected by it. Which means I too have to have a correct theology of sex, and of what it looks like to be a courageous man, and what it looks like for woman to be courageous.

Courage certainly isn’t standing up and spitting in God’s face. It’s not feeling like you are some hero because you have decided to move away from logic, reason, rationality, and the created order and innate standard of manhood and womanhood, in order to embrace your desire to dress up as a dog and run around. People who “come out” and are seen as hero’s is not simply what is wrong with our society. They are merely a symptom of a few hundred million Christians in America being cowards and agreeing with Satan’s children that it’s okay for a man to be other than as God has made him. It’s a few hundred million Christians in America hating their neighbors.

When we repent of this in ourselves and learn what Biblical manhood and womanhood is, we will be so out of step with culture that it will not be able to do anything else but persecute you.

To be a man or a woman today takes courage. And sadly, most “men” who are seen as “men” in American Christianity are not men. They’re emasculated men, effeminate, and don’t model Christ, nor any of his disciples, nor do they model even the prophets and kings of the old testament. They may jeer at the sins of David and talk about how “look, God uses broken men.” But they never bandage the wound of broken men, they merely tell broken men that’s it’s okay to be broken. Just trust in Jesus.

Sadly, Jesus never said “just trust in me.” He called people to repentance, believe in Him and give up everything. The Jesus preached today in Bible believing churches is the Jesus who eats with sinners and never tells them to repent of those sins. They merely tell them to “repent of sins.” As though a broken man knows what his sins really are.

They may say they love Jesus, and repent of a few sins, but they continue to be soft men, effeminate. Ironically, they never truly eat with Jesus. Instead, they’re like the Pharisees, disgusted that the people Jesus is eating with believe what the Bible says. They actually believe God only allows men to be elders in a church. They actually believe men are to love their wives as Christ loved the church.

The men who think they eat with Jesus, they talk much about how they’re to love their wives as Christ love the church, and they focus on the word love and on what Jesus did, ignoring that their wives are woman and that they are men, and that Christ is a man. They ignore that the Bible teaches that men are to be men and woman are to be woman. And they think it archaic that some people actually believe that Jesus really meant for men to be men. Instead, they believe that roles are fluid and it all depends on the culture. Culture determines things, not God’s word.

It’s difficult for me to celebrate July 4th. Not because I don’t respect the founders of this Nation and thank God for the privilege it is to live in America. Not because I don’t believe in freedom. It’s because that freedom has been turned into licentiousness, mockery of God’s ordinances, the sacrificing of children on the alter of convenience and prosperity, the propagation of false gospels, and the softening of men and the hardening of women.

The United States of America needs to repent. And judgement starts in God’s house. He will clean it up. But it first starts with me repenting of my effeminacy, my cowardice, my softness. It starts with me repenting of my perversion in thought and deed. My unfaithfulness to my wife.

If we’d repent of our sins, God would turn and save us.

Ephesians 1:11-12

Ephesians 1:11-14

In him we have obtained an inheritance, having been predestined according to the purpose of him who works all things according to the counsel of his will, so that we who were the first to hope in Christ might be to the praise of his glory. In him you also, when you heard the word of truth, the gospel of your salvation, and believed in him, were sealed with the promised Holy Spirit, who is the guarantee of our inheritance until we acquire possession of it, to the praise of his glory. (ESV)

In continuing going through Ephesians, we come to Ephesians 1:11-14. We’ve looked at verses 1-10, and came across the amazing truth’s of what we have in Christ when we become Christians. We continue this theme in verses 11-14.

The saints have obtained an inheritance. This is an interesting phrase because it’s past tense. We already have our inheritance, Paul is saying. Yet, the last verse indicates that we don’t have possession of it right now, and because we can’t get to our inheritance yet, God has sealed us with the Holy Spirit, who guarantees our inheritance.

I want to emphasis something that is explicit in this text but many ignore.

Christians have obtained this inheritance, why? Because they have been predestined. By who? By the one who works all things according to the counsel of his will. Who does his own will perfectly? God. So God has predestined a people to be his people and obtain an inheritance because he is working all things according to his purpose. And in God’s purpose, he works all things according to his will for that purpose. This is strong language.

God does what he wants and he works it all according to his own will. And part of that will was predestining “we.” The we is referring to Christians. The we is referring to “Paul” and “the saints who are at Ephesus.” Which, in this letter being intended as a circulatory letter, was intended for all the saints. Or all Christians who are in Christ.

Paul then continues to say that this purpose was for God’s glory and praise. God seeks to glorify and magnify himself. He does so by electing a people, predestining them, adopting them, forgiving them, uniting them to Christ, uniting all things to Christ, and giving them an inheritance.

When Paul says, “so that we who were the first to hope in Christ,” he’s literally talking about to and about that generation of Christians who were the first to hope in Christ. They were predestined to be the first, according to God’s glory, power, wisdom, and purpose, so that they’d be the first to the glory and praise of God and Christ.

God deserves all worship, praise, and glory. He does not share his glory with another. Which means God also glorifies himself. And he does so by orchestrating the entire universe according to his purposes, for his glory.

Next Sunday (Lord willing), I’ll finish with verses 13-14.

May God give you grace.

What’s been going on: Moving?

So it’s been a while since I have blogged. Nearly three or so weeks. It feels like an age or lifetime ago.

I’ll continue my series on how I met my wife every Wednesday (hopefully), but for now I need to get back into the habit of blogging daily. Let me start with what’s stopped me for this past few weeks.

I’ve been to my brothers wedding up in Atlanta, Georgia. It was a beautiful, simple, and enjoyable wedding. Dancing, food, and good times with family.

Nearly a week after that I fly out to another state in which I had some job interviews. I may be moving within a month, and so we’re getting geared up, ready and set for that. So I’ve been trying to complete the work I do from home, plus the work needed for moving (like figuring out what we’re moving, how, and where we’re living), plus my job, and making sure I’m spending time with my wife and son, being a dad who wants his family to continue to grow into people who serve Christ in every area of their lives.

Through this all I’ve learned that we need to keep our hearts focused upon Christ all the more. It’s easy for things not to work out in exactly the time you want it to work out, but the Lord know’s what’s best for His people, and if something is His will, He always does the best job at accomplishing His purposes. In waiting for the jobs I interviewed with to call back I learned to keep my heart steady upon Christ, knowing that His will is perfect.

It’s certainly a bunch of new things and new emotions, but through it all God is our joy, not our circumstances. Even potential circumstances. Our desire is to do what is right in the Lord’s eyes, not our own. Since we don’t live in Israel, nor are we under the old covenant, we aren’t bound by location. So to discern what is right and best is somewhat difficult because it requires much more wisdom.

Since Israel was all in one location, they then could easily (if they wanted to) continue to obey the Lord, and remain where they were. Which means growing the economy of Israel, the riches of Israel, the good of your neighbor, and loving God’s people. But, being in an age where God’s people are spread throughout the whole Earth, there is much more we must consider. Which means more wisdom from God is required, more counsel, and much more prayer and supplication to God, desiring God’s direction through His word and the providence of the Holy Spirit.

We can simply remain where we are, and I don’t think we’d be disobeying God if we did. What has happened is that, as we have sought the wisdom of God through his word, we have found that there are principles that we must live by. Part of these principles have caused us to think about our circumstances, think about what God requires of us through His word, and then make decisions based upon His wisdom found in His word.

He tells us to seek after wisdom, which is far better than riches. We believe that this move has to do with seeking wisdom. It has to do with our sanctification. It has to do with what we see God’s word requires of us to do for our family.

Hard decisions were made, but, by God’s grace, we will be walking in the guidance and light of His spirit and His word. We are not ashamed of our Lord Jesus Christ, who summons us to be like Him. And we believe moving will help us continue to be more like Him.

It’s odd. I’m neither excited nor scared. Neither worried nor overjoyed to leave. I feel like we’re doing what we’ve always been doing, and that’s following God as He guides. This is definitely work, but probably just as much work as getting married.

It’s definitely going to cost us more money than our wedding. But to follow Christ is worth all the treasure in the world.