I wrote a song. (See the You-Tube link below)
I don’t sing, but I wrote a song anyway. The world was not too friendly to me before, but I’m going to express myself anyway. I wrote a song for great fathers everywhere. I have two of them. My heavenly father and my earthly one.
There is great misery in the world. For some, the misery is closer, deeper, more emotional. Even the ones who seem to have many things going for them can live in quiet desperation.
I’ve been reading and meeting people who have been depressed and have challenges. There were single mums, people betrayed by a loved one or experiencing politics at work, people with the regret and shame of personal failures or people who are sick. Many of us have subtle fears that the world would progress and leave us behind if we let them. For many, the world is not a friendly place.
As I look at fingers typing away at this blog, I am actually reminded of great suffering. I pause as the thoughts jar me. I recall my optics recalling the same seen from my point of view, but instead, my fingers were cracked, bleeding and discolored. As I typed, I leave some blood stains on the keyboard. I am dissonant not just because of the pain, but because I knew the doctors could not help me. They tried for over 15 years, but it’s the same cycle of autoimmune system breakdown over and over. The pain and marks left behind remind me of where I was that day, and importantly, how much years of decline I endured to get to that point.
I remember slowly as each year lost it’s meaning. I could measure it by how I lost the will to celebrate my birthday or Christmas every year. The I meant less and less to the world, both occasions meant less and less to me. Yes, the world can be a humbling place, an unfriendly place. Left unchecked, it can beat us down and strip our spirits away.
Like a raging fire, the world can burn away all the things in our lives which are worthless. Paper tigers, plastic boxes, fake friendships all get burned away. Only that which is gold remains and sit pretty amidst all the ashes of broken dreams and broken hearts.
We can see the precious metals more closely. We see those few who have stick around.
There is a second idea. We can always fight this darkness. We can repay evil with good. We can choose do to good things in this world regardless of the situation. But how can we do this, you might add?
We cannot give what we don’t have.
This truth echos unchallenged in history.
This is where knowing the heart of God not just helps (like a crutch as some atheists would say), it is fundamental for our breakthroughs. When we want to do good, God’s covenant promise to us is that He will give us all we need to make it happen.
Do you believe it when the Bible says:
Now may the God of peace, who through the blood of the eternal covenant brought back from the dead our Lord Jesus, the great Shepherd of the sheep, equip you with everygood thing to do His will. And may He accomplish in us what is pleasing in His sight through Jesus Christ, to whom be glory forever and ever. Amen.
These promises are rooted in the death and resurrection of Christ. Because God resurrected Christ, that’s the receipt of his next promise – that He will give you every good thing to do His will that will accomplish something in us as well.
The word “equip” means
katartizó: to complete, prepare
Original Word: καταρτίζω
Definition: (a) I fit (join) together; met: I compact together, (b) act. and mid: I prepare, perfect, for his (its) full destination or use, bring into its proper condition (whether for the first time, or after a lapse).
There’s a absolute and complete nature to this word. This preparation is to make sure you are ready for the full destination, to bring you and the world to it’s proper condition which will give glory to God.
To summarize, God gives you everything you need to be a light in the world even when when world around you seem to have many of Harry Potter’s soul-less, soul-sucking Dementors.
As God gave me life anew, and the strength to re-introduce myself into the world; what better way to start than by honoring those that have stuck by me?
So even though there were days that I thought my soul was dead and bitter, I choose to honor and thank my dad and great fathers everywhere. As part of my lyrics go, “the reason why I wrote this song – you didn’t give up on me when it all went wrong.”
And, in the midst of standing up to the darkness and choosing life, gratitude and hope; you will realize the world was unfriendly because they themselves forgot how to stand up to that same darkness or were too afraid to stand alone. And when one person stands, it encourages, it irritates, it provokes others to stand too.
Let’s celebrate all great fathers everywhere. Let’s celebrate what they stand for. Let’s celebrate our heavenly father to give us all we need to be fathers to the fatherless.
Let’s recognize and become “Sky-Lighters”.
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Thank you my brother and sisters for being on this journey.