2010

It's funny how we run to God when confusion sets in. When we're faced with crossroads in our lives...when there is uncertainty, when there is chaos.

The smoother parts of our lives are often left in cruise control, with God being compartmentalized. Packed in a box.

It's been a tough reflection on 2009. A year of stunted growth. It's funny how cliche it sounds when people say, "If only I could turn back the clock, I would have done things differently"...how sure are we to that statement.

Jeremiah 17.9 says, "The heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately wicked: who can know it?"

Yes, we are a corrupted people.

So 2010 beckons, this afternoon I dared to hope. Being a God Chaser is a painful affair. It's the whole idea of dying self. Would that be the theme of my 2010...

It's funny how I'm sitting here listening to all the songs of my youth, and can still picture myself having a dream...

Guitar slung over my shoulder, tears streaming down my face...a huge crowd in front of me reaching out. Lifes changed, bondages broken...

Deep down, I know there was a calling. Did I miss it?

Can I apprehend it again?