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Overwhelmed…What Does That Even Mean?

There are some words that when you hear them a sudden thought emerges. But many words have different meanings depending on the person. Chocolate, for example, may mean bliss and heaven, but for someone else it could be disdain and hate.

As I was reflecting today the word overwhelmed sprung up. I think I heard someone say it and usually when I hear overwhelmed I think negative. I’m overwhelmed with life. I’m overwhelmed at work. I’m overwhelmed with school.

But flip your perspective.

Think positively now.

I’m overwhelmed with life. I’m overwhelmed at work. I’m overwhelmed at school. Meaning, life is amazing. I am beyond myself with my blessed job. I am having the best year at school.

But to often when we hear overwhelmed it is mostly a negative,

It has a negative connotation of something you cannot handle. Life is falling apart. You are up to your neck in debt. You are hanging by your last thread. Overwhelmed.

But overwhelmed has a beautiful flip to it. I am overwhelmed by the love and support I receive from my friends and family. Love and support that is unbelievable. I am overwhelmed by the many blessings I am bestowed. Blessings that I cannot carry or even name them all. I am overwhelmed by the good fortune of my health. That I’m able to carry on and continue without much of medical necessities.

Overwhelmed.

So, which camp do you pitch your tent? Are you overwhelmed with life? Or are you overwhelmed with life?

The same words. The same letters. The same sounds. But two different meanings.

It is interesting. When someone puts an abundance on you, it may weigh you down. It may become burdensome. It may cause your back to ache and your strength to diminish.

But when God puts an abundance on you, it lifts you up. An abundance of grace. Of love. Of mercy. Of compassion. Of blessings.

God pours so much on us that we should be weak in the knees with all the blessings, but we take it for granted. We take Him for granted.

We ignore the overwhelming He floods down on us and take it as common. We get used to the privilege lifestyle of being His and look past the namesake and sacrifice. We lose sight of Him and see what we are used to. And we don’t feel overwhelmed.

We just feel blah.

We see the minute problems and get overwhelmed. While we blind our eyes to the millions of things that go right. We get overwhelmed with life. But get underwhelmed to the state that we don’t even acknowledge who He is.

May we change our perspective.

May we see what gets us overwhelmed is really a small thing compared to the overwhelming bigness of God.

If you still can’t see it, stand outside and look up. If you aren’t overwhelmed at the sky above, I don’t know what to say.

Peace

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Giving to Much?

Do you ever feel taken advantage of? You give and give, but it seems like very little is given back to you?

I try to live my life with a servants heart. I do jobs people overlook. I try to not complain about the service and random acts. I try to keep the joy inside because I’m not better than anyone else.

But some days, I just want fairness.

I want to be acknowledged for the little things that seem to go unnoticed. Because if I didn’t do them, then it would be noticed and someone else would have to do it.

I want a pat on the back and a teammate that will have my back even when I don’t see that I’m vulnerable.

But as I write those words I feel less like a servant and more like a bratty kid.

Is life supposed to be fair? And if it’s not, are we supposed to jump ship and look for fairness or wait out the tossing waves?

I have a problem with people saying they deserve things…yet, I feel like I deserve some things.

How can I have a problem with someone else and not see the problem in myself?

Some may say, “Eric, you deserve it.” But in that same breath, Jesus deserved fairness much more than me and He didn’t get it.

So who am I to demand fairness when Christ didn’t demand it?

That is the conundrum I am in. I’m trying to balance temporary fairness on the scales of what I think God is saying, but God repeatedly states to not look at the temporary but fix my eyes on the eternal.

It’s like I’m wrestling with the words of faith and the words of the world. An epic battle that is causing my heart to limp like Jacob. But I know my limping will subside. I’ll eventually find peace.

But will I really?

Is this little struggle what Jesus warns us about? When He says about gaining the world but forfeiting your soul? If I demand fairness, am I bending to the worlds standards and not God’s?

I don’t know the answer. I wish I knew. I wish I could see the writing on the wall that says, “Do this, Eric. This is what is right.”

But just because I think it’s right, doesn’t mean it is. My vision is blurred and skewed to only seeing my perspective. And from my viewpoint, I’m right. Just as we always think we are right.

But sadly, we are not always right.

A proud heart will cause men to ruin.

But humility is often seen as a weakness in the world. That your a floor mat, a wet noodle, no backbone.

I wish I knew how to combine a servants heart with a gladiators strength. I wish I knew how to stand before a Goliath with the faith of David and say God is going to do a miracle. I wish I could have the wisdom of Solomon to differentiate between my ideals and His.

I wish…I wish…I wish.

But no matter what happens I can rest in the assurance that if I don’t understand anything, I know He does.

May we see that life isn’t about fairness, but with Christ, we have already received more than we deserve.

I wish that knowledge was enough to give me peace…maybe one day it will. I’m a work in progress.

Peace

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Breathe…it’s April 15th

Life shouldn’t be dreaded, but it seems there are some people who look for the negative in everything.

To those people – just take a deep breath and breathe.

I think everyone can say life has been pretty chaotic in the last year. Teachers learning how to teach behind a computer. Parents learning how hard it is to be a teacher. Financial professionals helping struggling businesses. Medical staff combatting an unknown virus.

But sometimes even in the chaos we need to see that life is still good.

The IRS helped me out by extending the tax deadline to May 17th. Do I like the idea of another month of long nights and weekends? No. But I will cherish it because I have another month to try to reach a deadline that would have been impossible if the deadline was today.

There are two things in life that are certain – death and taxes, they say. But just because it’s certain doesn’t mean it has to have a negative persona.

Dying means a step closer to coming face to face with God. On one side death is a negative, but on the other side it’s what many people long for – to meet the One that made them.

Taxes are a cruel joke, many people think. But the thing about taxes is you don’t owe taxes unless you have something to be taxed. A homeless man will never pay property taxes…but a homeowner will. A bus rider will never pay car taxes…but a car owner will. An individual with no income will never pay income tax…but a person with income will.

You may think the government taxes you to much, but I had a very wise woman tell me years ago as she had to write a large tax check, “It only means God blessed me last year.”

So for people who think taxes are unfair. What is fair? Paying nothing?

Do you enjoy your evening strolls on a sidewalk? How about your trips to your local park or even the Grand Canyon? Do you take your paved roads for granted or even the street lights? If you are reading this post most likely you received an education from someone other than your guardian.

Taxes did all that.

So when you want to complain about life just try to flip your perspective. I bet there are plenty of people on their deathbeds who would love to have your life. With your nagging spouse. With your bratty kids. With your annoying job. With your large gotta-go-clean house. With your ability to write a check to pay taxes on money you earned.

Yeah…that life sounds horrible.

Someone once told me, “Don’t say ‘have to’ but say ‘get to.’”

That little change of the word has a big impact.

I have to go to work…no, I get to go to work.

I have to go buy groceries…no, I get to go buy groceries.

I have to pay taxes…no, I get to pay taxes….or I will on May 17th.

May we learn to see that our have to’s are blessings. And we learn to see our get to’s are a privilege that many people don’t get to have.

Peace

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Greatest Effort

I was driving to work the other morning and I heard the DJ on the radio talking about a hard weekend they had.

How they were struggling to make the impossible happen.

Then suddenly, something miraculous happened and everything fell into place.

Then he said something that resounded,

Our greatest efforts can never come close to God’s

Wally on Way FM

We can push and push and push, but the mountain will never budge on our own strength.

We can do everything and call on all our friends and family to strain and grunt until our muscles give way, but the mountain will never move.

We can trust in political figures to demand a change, but the mountain will remain.

We can read all the great philosophical minds and grow in knowledge and stature, but the mountain still rise into the clouds.

We can give it our all and sadly, the mountain will still be standing.

Yet, God can look at the Everest in our way and move it like an ant hill.

Why do we try to do everything on our own?

It’s ingrained in us that independency is strength. That self-reliance is admirable. That self-perseverance is a character goal.

Yet, to God it’s a smack in His face.

When we say we can do it on our own, we are telling God, we don’t need Him.

When we say we are alright with our own means, we are telling God. Go away because You’re not needed.

When we turn our back to God, we slowly push Him away without knowing what we are doing.

You may think you don’t need Him. But you do.

You may think you are fine. But without Him you are nothing.

You may think you are capable on your own. But before you know it you will find yourself in a situation without any hope.

May we constantly see that God’s efforts are always much better than our best. May we acknowledge God is God and we are not.

May we see that mountain and call on the one that made the mountain. If He made it He can always remove it.

May you see the bigness of God and the smallness of your problems. Because in His hands everything looks a little smaller.

Peace

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Close…No Need to Shout

I’ve heard from various people through my life, “I wish God would just shout out loud so I can hear Him.”

We pray for guidance, “God show me a sign.”

We pray for discernment, “God point me where You want me to go.”

We pray for hard decisions, “God just tell me the right answer.”

We pray for Him to speak. We beg for Him to scream. We yearn for Him to yell!

Tonight as I was walking I flipped on an album I haven’t listened to much. One song stuck out from Tauren Wells, Close.

I know God is close. I know He is near. I know He is always there.

But we still want Him to be noticeable. We want Him to show off and prove to us He is God. We want Him to point blank scream so we can hear Him.

Tauren sings,

I hear You whisper ’cause You’re

Close, close, close

Tauren Wells

That simple line caught me off guard.

So often we want God to be loud. We want Him to shout. We want Him to rattle us to our core with a loud, thunderous voice.

But would you want someone to scream in your ear? Would you want someone to shout directions in your face? Would you want your loved one to yell at you until your insides melt?

If someone screamed in my ear I would probably tell them to shut up and get out of my face.

Wouldn’t you rather have someone talk soothingly to you up close?

Since God is close to us, why would we ask Him to shout? When He could just whisper words of encouragement.

When He can gently nudge us in the right direction.

Since God is near, maybe we should stop asking Him to shout and listen for that whisper.

May we open our ears a little more. May we open our hearts to His will. May we open our eyes to see how He sees.

And may we listen for that gentle hum.

Peace

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Jesus…Married?

Last week I posted a blog about Judas and a friend reached out to me asking if I had read The Book of Longings by Sue Monk Kidd.

I started reading it and discovered this is not my typical book. I prefer thrillers or mysteries and this book is not that at all. But I’m trudging through it. I haven’t finished it, but as I’m reading, I’ve asked myself, “Would my faith be different if Jesus was married?”

Or

“Does it really matter if Jesus was married?”

Or

“Do I think Jesus was married?”

I have my opinions on this, but since this book is a work of fiction I can read it without feeling like I’m going to be kicked out of my church for considering such a blasphemous thought.

But is it wrong to think? Is it wrong to picture a married Jesus when the scripture never cites a wife?

I dwell in the camp of reading and watching movies and not taking my faith belief from fictional blockbusters or authors. I was one of the people who went and saw The Da Vinci Code at the movies when it came out. But I wasn’t one of the people who traveled to Paris to stand at the Louvre wondering if Mary Magdalene was actually buried under it.

There is a line drawn somewhere in the proverbial sand, but I haven’t found where the line is. I just know that I will know it when I see it.

So, back to the question, could Jesus have been married? There is nothing mentioned about Jesus from twelve years to thirty in the Bible. Could he have married and it just not be documented?

Some say it is possible.

But I don’t see how that is possible.

We know Jesus had a family. Mary and Joseph his parents are mentioned. Jesus’ great aunt and uncle are mentioned, Elizabeth and Zechariah. It mentions his cousin John. It even states that he had brothers and sisters. If they mentioned all these family members, wouldn’t someone had mentioned Jesus’ wife at least once? Also, it mentions the complete genealogy of Jesus in Matthew. I would think that if they kept such a detailed log of his past, someone would have kept up with his marital status or children.

There is the theory of Jesus and Mary Magdalene, but these theories are loosely based on folklore through the ages. There are gnostic gospels which states Mary was loved by Jesus more than other women, but just because she was loved more doesn’t mean romantically. She might have been a devote follower of Christ. It was also states in the Bible that John was loved more than the other disciples, but no one implies that love was romantic. Love has many forms in friendship, companionship, mentorship and others.

Some believe that in Jewish culture it was frowned upon for a man to be single at a certain age and since Jesus knew the Jewish laws and standards he would have followed them. But it is also interesting, shortly after Jesus is when Jesus followers were teaching on the benefits of singleness. These same followers were of Jewish origin. Coincidence?

It is interesting that rabbis were commonly married. That the high Jewish priests were married. But when the church was founded and Catholicism was the primary Christian denomination, their priests were single. If the priests role is to be imitators of Christ by giving vows of celibacy, poverty and obedience, it would seem reasonable that the vow of celibacy is mentioned because Jesus was celibate.

Many people have stated that women were not mentioned much in the Bible, so they may not have mentioned Jesus’ wife either. But just because a woman’s name isn’t mentioned doesn’t mean they were completely ignored. There are many stories in the New Testament of Jesus speaking to women, healing them, interacting with them, forgiving them, and saving them. It mentions many women in the New Testament by name. It even mentions various married couples in the New Testament and commends their love and devotion. So, to say Jesus’ wife was left out because she was a woman sounds like a far fetched claim since Jesus and and the early church gave women a voice they never had before.

Once again, does my faith shift if I find out that Jesus was in fact married? No.

But do I believe Jesus was married. No.

People can state opinions and theories on this matter, but it is only an opinion. In all the writings that have been recorded of Jesus, I find it hard to believe that a mysterious woman was left out.

What do you think? I would love to hear your thoughts and ideas on this matter?

May we never lose sight of the truth, but may we also never lose our longing for knowledge and questions. If we never ask, then we will never know.

Peace

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Misguided Beliefs

What do you believe?

That question is pretty lofty. You could believe the Cubs is going to win the World Series. You could believe Billie Elish is the best artist to come around in years. You could believe in the theories of gravity.

We have a lot of beliefs. But just because we believe them, doesn’t make it right.

Many years ago the world believed the Earth was the center of the universe. That is until Copernicus stated otherwise.

But just because he stated it, didn’t make him right. He had to prove it.

There may have been other people before who stated the earth was not the center of the universe and they would have been technically right, but they had no proof other than their opinion.

And we all know what people say about opinions…that we all have one. And we always think our opinions are the right ones and the opposing opinions are wrong.

I was talking to someone the other day and faith came into the topic. “I think that whatever faith you follow is okay. As long as you’re a good person.”

This is an opinion. When someone begins a sentence with I think, you have to be extra cautious in the remainder of the sentence.

Just because I think the Cubs is going to win the World Series, doesn’t mean they will. They could lose half the games before October and never make it to the playoffs. So, can I still stand beside my statement in November? No. Because I thought wrong.

That is the tricky area of faith and opinions. I can converse with someone on minor issues of faith and we can disagree and part ways with knowing that no matter what the right answer is, it still doesn’t weaken my faith.

Was the world created in 6 days or over millions of years? I have my opinion based upon the Bible, but if someone disagrees with me, I’m not going to call them a heretic. Or did it really rain for 40 days with Noah or is the number 40 a symbolic number as one of my middle school guys asked a couple of weeks ago. Or was Jesus in the tomb three full days or three partial days? Or was he even crucified on a Friday or was it a Thursday?

To me, these questions are interesting ones to pose, but my opinion or thought on these issues don’t hinder the bigger picture about Christ.

I’ve heard people say, “Jesus isn’t the only way to Heaven.” Or I’ve heard people say, “Jesus was just a good teacher and not the son of God.” And others have said, “Salvation is more of a state of mind.”

And when I hear these statements, I don’t lean to the side where your belief doesn’t hinder anyone. Because these statements are very contradictory to Christianity.

Jesus said to him, “I am the way, and the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me”

John 14:6 ESV

How can someone follow Christ and believe you don’t need Jesus when Jesus said you needed him for salvation?

Many religions say Jesus was a good teacher, but would a good teacher lie to people? Would a good teacher make bogus claims and trick people? Would a good teacher lead people astray? If Jesus isn’t the Son of God, he was the biggest fraud of all history. Fraud and good teacher don’t belong in the same sentence when describing the same person.

So Jesus was either a fraud or the Son of God. He couldn’t be both. And if he wasn’t the son of God he shouldn’t be called a good teacher. And if other religions call Jesus a good teacher, are these religions true in lifting up a liar as a good man?

Would you call a liar a good person after they lied to your face? No.

And lastly, if you believe salvation is just a notion like the new age fad with crystals and energy, where is your proof with that? Are you believing it because it makes you feel better? To be one with nature? Or do you believe it because someone showed your proof?

Once again, you may believe your soul is cleansed by a special ritual with incense and yoga chants, but just because it’s your opinion doesn’t make it right.

When it comes to faith, don’t confuse opinions with proof. Don’t deny yourself a lasting hope for fear of being wrong. Don’t be so accommodating that anything goes for anyone because you don’t want to look uptight.

At the end of the day you can say you don’t believe in gravity.

But when you trip. You will still fall.

There is no denying the affects of gravity even if you don’t believe it.

I hope this post has caused some questions to rise.

May we ask the questions and seek out the answers He gives. And not seek out the answers we want.

Peace

I would love to hear your thoughts! Comment! Share! Let’s see what each other believes.

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The Betrayal

I had my second COVID shot yesterday and my body betrayed me. I went to bed last night feeling cold and through the night I started feeling worse.

I woke up this morning feeling worthless. I went into work for a couple of hours, but eventually left and took a long nap. I woke up refreshed and feeling much, much better.

I always joke that I cannot take medicine. I don’t take medicine often, but when I do, it usually makes me feel worse.

The shot was no different. Both of them.

Why does my body do this to me? It is just frustrating.

As I was relaxing tonight, it hit me. There was another betrayal.

The betrayal of Jesus by Judas.

I’m pretty sure no one alive has felt this type of betrayal. We may feel like it at times, but we really haven’t.

I have often wondered what caused Judas to fall so hard? Was it all about the money? Even though he threw it back at them.

Or was he trying to move up the ranks in the Jewish Council and this was his quick foot in the door?

Was he angry with Jesus because he didn’t see Jesus rise in power like he thought he should have?

Or was he just a bitter young man with no hope?

It saddens me to think Judas was with Jesus for 3 years and he did that to Him.

It saddens me that he thought he didn’t have anywhere else to go.

It saddens me that he had such remorse that suicide was his only way out.

What also saddens me, if I was one of the twelve 2000 years ago, could I have been Judas?

Could I have sold out Jesus for some measly money?

Because I sellout Jesus for much less daily.

So, during this Easter season, where would you be in the story?

It’s easy to say you would be like John or Mary Magdalene coming to the cross…but deep down, would we be like the rest of his followers who denied, denounced, betrayed, or hid?

It may be a tough question to ask yourself, but Easter is the time to ask the hard questions. To search your soul for perspective. It’s not all about Easter eggs and candy. It should be a period of deep reflection and reverence.

May you search your heart during these next few days.

May we learn from the mistakes of others so we don’t fall into the same cycle.

Peace

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Easter Week

I’ve been working 7 days a week for the last month…gotta love tax season. But I love the week of Easter. I love the feeling knowing I have a day off to relax and enjoy springtime.

I got home from work tonight, quickly ate and went for a nice nighttime stroll up my quiet street. I put on Hillsong Worship and I flipped to my favorite song on the Awake album, “No One but You.”

As I was walking I felt humbled being under the cloudless sky looking up at the stars. The stars were everywhere shining brightly. It reminded me of the story of Abraham and how his decedents would outnumber the sands on the shore. God told him this while he was very old and his wife too far along in age to have children.

But God have them Isaac. A miracle.

I’ve often wondered if my dream of being an author is crazy. I mean, I give away more books than I sell.

But I keep writing because God keeps giving me a story to tell.

I sometimes feel like Abraham because I feel God has something big planned, but I just can’t see it or understand how it’s going to happen.

As I was walking tonight the bridge of my favorite song hit me and I had to get home fast. I had an idea and I had to do it.

And I’ll sing of Your love

I can’t get enough

I just want you

The Lord of my soul

King of my heart

Jesus it’s You

Hillsong Worship

I couldn’t get home fast enough. I just want the world to know the God I love and know.

I recently released my latest book and it’s a book that has been stirring in my soul for years. It’s a book that if I never release any other books, I would be fine with this being my final song.

On that note, I want everyone to have a chance to read this book. So, for this being the week of Easter I am giving away my ebook on Tuesday and Wednesday through Amazon and Kindle. If you download this book, I hope you read it before Sunday. I hope you put yourselves in the people’s sandals as they grapple with losing Jesus. I hope it causes you to wonder and question. I hope it starts a dialogue. My idea of what happened isn’t true, but it’s still a good starting point for you to start thinking about it yourselves.

So, please, if you download it. Please read it by Sunday. And after you read it, I would appreciate a review. That’s all I ask.

To download it.

Read it by Sunday.

And review it in the next week.

May this book stir inside you what God has been stirring inside me for years.

Peace

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Lamb Selection Day

The next day the large crowd that had come to the feast heard that Jesus was coming to Jerusalem. So they took branches of palm trees and went out to meet him, crying out, “Hosanna! Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord, even the King of Israel!” And Jesus found a young donkey and sat on it, just as it is written, “Fear not, daughter of Zion; behold, your king is coming, sitting on a donkey’s colt!

John 12:12-15

Palm Sunday…the triumphant entry…the great welcoming. We celebrate this day as the day Jesus was praised and welcomed with opened arms into Jerusalem. The Son of God was greeted with praise.

Another name we give Jesus is the Lamb of God. Do you understand why He is given that name?

It’s not because it was cute and soft like a little lamb. No, that would be to easy.

In Jewish custom during Passover a lamb is sacrificed for the atonement of sins. Families pick out a lamb to sacrifice. Do you know when the shepherds brought in the lambs to be picked?

You got it. The same day Jesus was entering into Jerusalem.

The Lord said to Moses and Aaron in the land of Egypt, “This month shall be for you the beginning of months. It shall be the first month of the year for you. Tell all the congregation of Israel that on the tenth day of this month every man shall take a lamb according to their fathers’ houses, a lamb for a household.

Exodus 12:1-3

As the crowd was cheering Hosannah, lambs were baaing as they entered the city of Jerusalem as well.

Jesus was the perfect Lamb of God. He was the blameless sacrificial lamb. He became the blood on the doorpost of the wooden cross. He laid his life down so those who believe would be spared from the Angel of Death as judgement passes over.

I urge you this week to read the Jewish custom of Passover and see the symbolism. Open your hearts and your eyes to see how Christ fits into this perfectly.

May you have a blessed Holy Week.

Peace

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