He loves like a hurricane and I am a tree

this is something i didn’t think i’d be writing for a long time….

now that i have a son, a wife, both counting on me for support-looking for new employment is something that i’ve always been very hesitant about.  making sure that there’s always food on the table and a roof over our head has always been priority number one for me…looking for a new job-something different-something out of my comfort zone….this isn’t natural for me.  it makes me nervous….it gives me meat sweats-without the perk of getting to eat a lot of meat.

but during a “fundraiser” my friend Kaj approached me about the possibility of working for the University of Nebraska-Foundation and I was intrigued.  Getting to work with one of my best friends was one of the most attractive perks of a new job.  Getting to work for a non-profit organization, availability of Husker football season tickets, and working downtown were all great selling points for me…so what the heck, I may as well apply.

fast forward to april 2nd, 2010.

it’s 8:45am and i’m shaking like a leaf in my cubicle.  it’s not often that i hand something over to God.  This morning, at 5:45…i sat, half dressed, on my knees…begging God to tell me….tell me if what I was doing was the right thing.  Begging Him to put peace in my heart.  Begging Him to tell me that my family will always be provided for.  I didn’t get my answer right away.  I left my conversation with God as confused as I entered it.  I get in my neon and drive down 56th street towards 13th and old cheney for the last time…still wondering where God is.  Wondering if He was going to leave me hanging.  Then…just like that….Beth Moore comes on the radio and explains how as Jesus was resurrected on Easter-our lives can be resurrected the same way through Christ. at that point-i knew…as Jesus was being brought back-through Christ-I too can shine like a beacon and live a new life.

This was a big step.  I have never handed anything bigger than needing money over to God.  I was handing over security, safety, stability, and comfort over to Christ.

4:21pm

I’ve had a good half day with my family and my friend Tyler who brought his son Ben to play.  We enjoyed time at the park and even got some errands run.  I am still nervous…anxious to get my new life started at the University of Nebraska Foundation.  But I know that God loves me, He loves my family, and I truly believe he planted this seed, He got me in…and He’ll get me out.  To be honest, this was #1 on my list of things to do to live a better story but for obvious reasons-couldn’t post it online.  To live a better story is to step out of your comfort zone-to shake things up-because the comfortable stories in life aren’t very good when told out loud.  So this is my story-handing the reigns over to God and letting Him lead the way.

David Crowder Band-How He loves

He is jealous for me, Loves like a hurricane, I am a tree,
Bending beneath the weight of his wind and mercy.
When all of a sudden, I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory,
And I realize just how beautiful You are,
And how great Your affections are for me.

And oh, how He loves us oh
Oh how He loves us,
How He loves us all

He is jealous for me, Loves like a hurricane, I am a tree,
Bending beneath the weight of his wind and mercy.
When all of a sudden, I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory,
And I realize just how beautiful You are,
And how great Your affections are for me.

And oh, how He loves us oh,
Oh how He loves us,
How He loves us all

He loves us,
Oh how He loves us,
Oh how He loves us,
Oh how He loves.

And we are His portion and He is our prize,
Drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes,
If His grace is an ocean, we’re all sinking.
And heaven meets earth like an unforeseen kiss,
And my heart turns violently inside of my chest,
I don’t have time to maintain these regrets,
When I think about, the way…

That He loves us,
Oh how He loves us,
Oh how He loves us,
Oh how He loves.
Yeah, He loves us,
Oh how He loves us,
Oh how He loves us,
Oh how He loves.

Yeah, He loves us,
Oh how He loves us,
Oh how He loves us,
Oh how He loves.

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