Sunday, May 6, 2012

A Hell of a Way to Wake-up

Around a year and a half ago I began this blog.  I promised myself that I would write at least once a day and slowly that became once a week, then once a month, and finally whenever I would get the mood.  Now, blogging for me is almost non-existent.  For that fact I am sorry.  Not that I am apologizing to the millions of readers of my blog out there but more to myself.  Over the past few months I have been bothered by my inconsistency in my life.  I want to read, but I am not consistent.  I want to workout, but I am inconsistent.  I want to blog, but obviously I am inconsistent.  I want to share Christ's love daily, but I am inconsistent.   These things bother the hell out of me.  One of the greatest characteristics about my God is His consistency.  He doesn't ever fail.  Better yet, He CANNOT fail.  Praise God for that because I know for a fact that this sorry sucker will fail.


So now that I identified the problems how do I fix them?  


The answer to this question was simple.  Pain.  Struggle.  Discomfort.  Sacrifice.  Dying to oneself.  


Easy answers, difficult path of success.  But I was ready.  So I began to pray that God would humble me, break me down, kill the sin within, and bring consistency into my life.  I honestly expected minor loss, slight pain, and a little discomfort.  But what I got was no where on my radar.  Let me lay it out for you.


This morning I learned that one of my senior pitchers on the baseball team that I help coach was killed in a car wreck.  I don't know the details of the wreck and I truly do not care to know them.  He is dead.  There is nothing that will change that.  And since I heard about it there has only been one question that has been running through my mind, "Did he know God as his savior?"  And with this came a thousand "What if" questions.  


What if I would have asked him?


What if he didn't know Christ as his savior?


What if I didn't show him Christ at all through any of my actions?


One after another has been shooting through my mind.  They all bring pain to me because there answers are all uncertain.  


Sunday School never prepared me for this.  The "American Church" today never prepared me for this.  No one really could have prepared me for this.  But it isn't about being prepared for every situation because that is impossible.  God never promises that.  He promises that He will always provide us with exactly what we need at the time we need it.  


I was reading through scripture this morning (trying to be consistent) and I was drawn to Job.  And I believe Job summarizes the situation perfectly, "Shall we indeed accept good from God, and shall we not accept adversity?"  God you work in amazing and mysterious ways.  I do not know how this will affect me, my school, or my players in the next couple of days and weeks but I pray that in the end we will all have the response of Job.


"Naked I came from my mother's womb, and naked shall I return there.  The Lord gave, and the Lord has taken away; blessed be the name of the Lord."


You are always faithful.  Thank you my God.