Create The Noise. Change Your World.

I have started to go to counseling. My wife and I decided that it would be best to work out some of my personal issues before I plunge into full-time ministry. I do think it is important for me to get some of my stuff straight before I embark on an emotionally draining career. It was a choice that we decided would be best for our family’s future.

My Choice 

Really, I didn’t think I had a choice. Not because I do everything my wife says (which I do.. sometimes), but I really didn’t see any other option. I knew the consequences and path my life could likely go and knew of only one way to fix it: go talk to someone. It was the right decision, but the point is that I thought it was the only decision.

We all have it when we are young.

I know I did, and I knew my best friend did. Sure, it was for different things.

I wanted to change the world through my imagination.

I would sit at a desk completely determined to draw a new invention to save the planet.

It was my passion and fire to create.

I Will Change Your Life.com, has written a post entitled, “Re-igniting The Fire Within.” He writes about when he was young, he had a drive to succeed in sports that nothing could hold back.

My friend was like him. He excelled in contact sports. I love sports, but it isn’t my talent nor my passion. Mine was to create; his was to compete.

Do you always want to be the best? Is there something in your life that you want to accomplish, but can never finish? No matter how hard we try, there is always something else that can be done. We want perfection. The house we own must encapsulate our dreams. Our children will attend the best schools and excel perfectly in their talents. Even in our own selves, we desire to reach for perfection. Nearly my entire day is driven to please someone or obtain a goal.

Someone came to Jesus with this question: “Teacher, what good deed must I do to have eternal life?”

I admire my two year old son.

He is fearless.

The other day, I caught him on the arm of a rocking chair. He was leaning forward while standing on his toes to jump into his brother’s crib. He is persistent. He is driven. He is safe?

I suppose he has this confidence because he knows that I will protect him from the hard carpet floor. He trusts me enough to push for a dream.

The Loss Of Childish Bravery

After we’ve been hurt by others and failed ourselves through the years, we lose this childhood trust. We ask ourselves, “Do we trust anyone enough to pursue our dreams?