The Whosoevers. Dig it.
But by all means, I totally encourage you to read on.
A rare opportunity showcased itself at my church this evening. There's a movement called "The Whosoevers", who does nothing more or less than change this generations lives by the masses. Thank God for them, because someone needs to do it. The Whosoevers are a movement that combines music with living for the Lord. They put on a concert, and have huge figures in the music industry tell their testimonies of how they were saved. The Chronicles, a hardcore christian band that played tonight, did their thing and gave us all the realization that we all worship differently. Some of us listen to straight up worship music, some of us bang our heads and listen to hardcore christian music. Hey, it all works, it's all worship. All the glory still goes to God.
After the head banging was over, we were graced by the presence of Ryan Ries of Circa, Head from Korn, Sonny from P.O.D., and Melanie from Flyleaf. Each one told their incredible testimonies, leaving us all thankful for the lives we had that we once thought were falling apart.
It's funny, when you hear someone's testimony like one of theirs. You think you have it so bad, that your life is falling apart, that it can never get any worse than this ... and then you hear their story. For example, Ryan was shooting heroin, coke, and popping ten or more pills of E a day. A DAY. On another occasion, one of his buddies found him in his room, passed out, with coke all over his face. He thought he was dead. He probably should have been dead. Head, on the other hand, was knocking out his wife on several occasions, in front of their baby girl, because he was a Meth head. Both testimonies were grounds for death. While everyone's life is different, you still have to be thankful for what you've got and what happens in your life, even on the bad days. Just because something's not going according to your plan, doesn't mean it's not going according to God's.
That was the message for me tonight. I complain on a daily basis for something, anything, that's happened to me throughout the day. I thought about it on the way home, and have come to the realization that I'm never happy. Nothing ever satisfies me. Maybe I'm so focused on what I can complain about, that I'm missing the important stuff. Don't get me wrong, I'm a very happy, laid back person, but what I have realized, is that there's always something that "doesn't go my way".
And that's my problem. Nothing should go "my way". It should go God's way. He's the one who knows me better than even I do. He's the one with my owners manual. I'm so busy making big plans for myself, and getting so upset when they don't pan out. Yet I never stopped to think that maybe it's not working out for good reason. Maybe it's not in my life's plans. Now I have comfort in knowing that in reality, I don't have to worry about a thing, as long as I'm following God's plan.
I'm going to step into the confessional for a second and air out my dirty laundry. I've been falling apart a little bit. I've been doing things that I know are wrong, but I got a rise out of doing them, so I did it anyways. No solid Christian is partying with her friends, drinking or not drinking. Nor should she continue to do the things that she feels convicted for. (God has this thing that he does to me, I like to think of it as the equivalent to a taser gun. I do something wrong, and he IMMEDIATELY convicts me for it. Like, light speed conviction. Sometimes He does it BEFORE I even do/say it, and I can stop myself. Man, He's good.) I've been slowly slipping away, back into the things I used to do, before I got saved. And I knew I should stop, but Satan got a hold on me. He makes things look good, look like fun, and like you're not doing a dang thing wrong. I needed tonight's swift kick in the butt to knock me down and make me realize that I can end up just like those guys. I'll treat this like a cold, and try and cure this while I have the first few symptoms, instead of catching the disease and letting it go full blown .... only to blow up in my face.
I've got a purpose, I know I do. Ask me what it is, and I'll stare straight at you like you just grew a foot for a nose. But one day, it'll all fall into place. I just have to follow "The Plan". And that plan is definitely not mine. My plans always turn out terrible, anyways.
Current Listen: Street Choirs Singing - His Name Shall Breathe (Srsly - check this guy out ... youtube him or something. Incredible.)
