I think most of my favorite moments happen outdoors.
Something about the created order of things that just is overwhelming with beauty.
Tonight I was spurred on to write by the dipping sunset. I caught the tail end of it, the sun was already gone, but the last legs of light lingered on. The clouds clung to the horizon, dark blue puffs, like Navy coats thrown into the air and stuck in place. On the edge the horizon as you looked northwest, the oranges and pinks gave a final breath, before dropping below the roofs of buildings and distant mountains.
My whole body sighed.
It yearns for moments like this, thousand upon thousands of moments like this one, to fill up my whole soul. And I imagined this is what being with God must be like. To be utterly fulfilled and never empty. Eternal movement of sunrise and sunset, but always and consistently beautiful. To feel your heart settle in as the evening cools, winds lapping at the water.
And you stand there, maybe if you’re lucky, if just for a fleeting moment, unpretentious, uncaught, and uninhibited by the busy world around you.
24 By faith Moses, when he was grown up, refused to be called the son of Pharaoh’s daughter, 25 choosing rather to be mistreated with the people of God than to enjoy the fleeting pleasures of sin. 26 He considered the reproach of Christ greater wealth than the treasures of Egypt, for he was looking to the reward.
6 And without faith it is impossible to please him, for whoever would draw near to God must believe that he exists and that he rewards those who seek him.
Never ceased to be amazed that our heavenly Father designs reward for those who seek Him and desire to be with Him.
Then He makes the way to accomplish this through Christ Jesus.
1 Therefore, holy brothers, you who share in a heavenly calling, consider Jesus, the apostle and high priest of our confession, 2 who was faithful to him who appointed him, just as Moses also was faithful in all God’s house. 3 For Jesus has been counted worthy of more glory than Moses—as much more glory as the builder of a house has more honor than the house itself. 4 (For every house is built by someone, but the builder of all things is God.) 5 Now Moses was faithful in all God’s house as a servant, to testify to the things that were to be spoken later, 6 but Christ is faithful over God’s house as a son. And we are his house, if indeed we hold fast our confidence and our boasting in our hope.
Trying to understand the divide – a servant or a son.
There are definitely responsibilities that I hold in the role of a son. These have changed so much in the last several years.
It makes me project to the future.
How do I want to raise my children? Preparing them for their life. To care about their God, their mother and I when we are old.
How am I being faithful now – with God? I have felt very divided lately.
But the married man is anxious about worldly things, how to please his wife,
1 Corinthians 7:33
But I am also so looking forward to caring for the Church. Even as a servant.
I know that in this, there is a great reward awaiting for me. And that there are houses to be built.
Never as the main builder, but solely as a subcontractor.
But the reward is great.
And I want my sons and daughters to know this. To enter into this.
My wife and I were considering a father-son relationship where thy were planting a church together. In light of our own relationships with family.
It’s much different than the worldly perspective of the current day – where a man must go out and make his own living.
To be bound to something, to think about the future in terms of the greater good, looks much different, than what we are used to considering as American.
Perhaps this nostalgia comes as we consider what kind of people we are. We are currently on a road trip experiencing different cities.
As we consider where we would like to raise our children, we must consider what kind of people we are – anything but laid back. So perhaps a more relaxed city would be good for bringing up children.
Then we must consider the city’s unique disposition and what kind of vanities or sins it would reinforce in our lives and our children’s.
Some cities are simply more liberal than others.
Not that raising up children properly in the Lord wouldn’t out do the call of culture, but the simple idea that where there is exposure to error, there is a tendency towards it. Generational sin.
With this, my wife and I so desire to care as sons and daughters for the kingdom, our children, and ourselves. Knowing that we will be no more than servants.
But the fully invested servant is the one that reaps the rewards.
In a struggle to connect with God this morning, I needed a framework for prayer that would bring me through scripture.
Truth be told, there are a lot of distractions happening –
1) I’m in a great coffee shop.
2) I missed my best time to be with the Lord because I was in the YMCA in Lexington.
3) Puppies are in the coffee shop.
4) My meter is about to run out in 4 minutes. So this post / my time with God is being cut short.
As I said – I needed a framework to take me to the Lord. I wasn’t getting there with my scattered mind. Fortunately, I copied down a great framework from John Piper a few weeks ago. It’s called APTAT and has a subsection that I will include:
APTAT Prayer Framework
Admit without Christ you can do nothing. John 15:4 Pray for whatever you need. Matthew 7:7 Trust in a specific promise of God. Isaiah 41:10 Act. Philippians 2:12 Thank. Ephesians 5:20
IOUS (Under the P in APTAT)
Incline my heart. Psalm 119:36 (God take over my wants) Open my eyes that I may behold wonderful things from your law. Psalm 119:18 Unite me, unite my heart so that it will be satisfied and not distracted. Psalm 86:11 Satisfy me (my heart) in the morning with your steadfast love. Psalm 90
That’s what I have for you. One minute left on the meter & M. Ward song on the radio = majorly distracted, but so in awe of the Lord’s love! Jamming on everything.
I had the great pleasure of meeting and photographing the President of York Libraries a few weeks back. Robert Lambert is incredibly personable and has a natural ease in front of the camera. We took our time and really crafted the headshot, along with some other portraits around Martin Library.
Robert has a great smile and a clear mission to bring increased vibrancy to the already bustling library! Thank you York Libraries and Deb Sullivan for the opportunity to photograph with you!