Sometimes life can come at you so fast that it might seem like the only view of God that you get is in the moments of helplessness. And as long as the autopilot of your life is running without a problem, He might be missed for the ease of it all. But hit a bump in the road and all of the sudden that’s God’s fault. No repentance for trusting in the ease and becoming complacent, but only blame for the broken road.

Recently God threw a pothole into my nicely paved road. I was going along fine on cruse control and He decided that I had become too comfortable, so He broke my road. (I’ll leave the discussion of God breaking my road or me breaking it and God just letting it happen for another day). It doesn’t matter why the road is harder, it just is.

God didn’t break my road because He wanted to hurt me, He broke it to get my attention. He broke it to show me that I trusted too much in the journey, and not enough on Him who gives life and breath and all things. My life is not about how comfortably I make it to the finish line, but about how closely I trust in my redeemer.

My problems today are nothing when viewed through eternal eyes. And I would be arrogant to think that I could handle my problems on my own. Please pray for me and my family as we go through some growth in our lives (no, not the kind of growth that makes the family bigger, the spiritual kind). Pray for us that we would remain focused on who it is that can bring us out of the pit that we’ve gotten ourselves into.

Usually I feel in control of my life, but now all I feel is that helplessness that helps me to remember how small I am. Please pray that God would help me to remain focused on Him, and not just life. Nothing would be worse than missing God because of the beauty and peace of His creation.

I just wanted to say what a good time I had this past weekend with my brother Tim. He came out here for a few days to just hang out and spend some time together, and I’ve got to say that I think it was the most fun that I’ve had since I’ve been in Texas (which doesn’t say anything about the state, but the lack of time with my brother).

We tried to pack as much into the weekend as we could. We went disc golfing multiple times, went paintballing, played some videogames, visited restaraunts that he had not been to before, and hung out at church. I had a great time, as did Alina and Rachael, and our friends, but I think especially Rachael. The whole weekend she spent every minute she could with Tim. Rachael kept saying “I love you uncle Tim,” and they would chase each other around the house. Even after he had left she kept asking “where are you uncle Tim.” I think she had a great time with him, and I know she looks forward to seeing him soon.

I did talk to him about the possibility of moving out to Texas and he seemed positive about it. He just needs to find a job out here. We would all love to see him move out here and hopefully he will. I just keep thinking about the fun we had hanging out and about how much we could have serving in the same church. Paintball and disc golf are fun, but nothing is better than serving God with those you love. I do hope, and ask you to pray with me that God would lead him to a good job out here and that He would help him in making the move.