Providence

Our God is a great big God and He holds us in His hands. Does that sound familiar? It should, it is a song the children sing at Camp Cornerstone. I have sang it with them the last several years. What is funny is that I recently stopped to think about what it is saying. Think about our God. How great and mighty is He. He spoke creation into existence and sent His Son to reconcile His relationship with us while we were yet sinners. I look at how sinful I am and how I do not desire to do good. I see that I constantly struggle with my selfish ambition and vanity. What is so crazy and scary is that I can't even begin to see the depth of my sin. I continually struggle with the idea of my will be done, not my Heavenly Fathers. With that in mind there comes the call to missions.

God through Christ is taking this depraved sinful individual and making me into a vessel of the Gospel. What is wild is that that means humility and brokenness. Both of which hurt when you are prideful. I look at the fact that we are raising money to go to England and I see more and more that God's providence is beautiful. He is the Great I AM. As a faint hearted sojourner, I would rather lay in bed than face the idea of raising money. Actually I would rather face an on coming car. I am not gifted in fund raising. I know that money raised is not for me or done by me. The money is for the Kingdom and is done by God. Ginger and I have also found that it is more rewarding to simplify your life. You are able to give of your time, money, and gifts so much easier if you are not caught up in the rat race of materialism. God is showing us that we are rich beyond measure and loved more than we can imagine. He is also teaching us that peace in Christ and contentment in Him is more splendid than Gold.

Desiring Him,
Trace

What a Trip

We are finally home. We have spent the last 8 days along the Gulf Coast of Florida and Alabama. The first 4 days were in Destin and the last 4 were mostly in the town of Silverhill, AL. Silverhill is between Fairhope and Robertsdale. It is a great little town because it is where our friends the Keenans live. We had the opportunity to stay with my parents in Destin as they were on vacation. They bought most of the food and even took us to Big Kahunas water park. That was great family fun that we all needed. That visit ended on Sunday morning, from there we went to speak at Safe Harbor Pres in Destin. After lunch we traveled to Silverhill. Scotty and Lisa Keenan hosted us from Sunday night until we left on Thurs. around lunch. They were such a blessing and it really was great to visit with them. Scotty was a soccer player on the JV team I helped coach at Fairhope High. We later began to meet in a Bible study and have continued to grow in our relationship. It is so awesome to see him as a young married man that is leading his new family in pursuing Christ. On Wednesday night we spoke at Fairfield Pres. in Pensacola. We are so happy to be home so we can worship with our church family. The lord has truly blessed our congregation. Community is a church that is in the midst of great things. God is working in the hearts of our church's leadership. My desire is that all those who love to be critical will stop and ask the Lord to show them grace and how to be involved more. I am still processing this last week and will blog soon on what the Lord has taught me.

A Weary Weak Disciple
Trace

Funny Mascots

I love to find out what each school nickname or mascot is. As we traveled down to Destin on Weds. I saw a ton of high schools. I know this sounds crazy but if anyone has heard of a crazy school name let me know. I'm talking middle school, high school, college, or pro. The other day we saw your typical bulldogs, eagles, and tigers. One that caught my eye was in the little town of Laurel Hill, FL. They are the Hobos. The fighting Hobos- imagine that. I am creating a list of the craziest mascot names. Examples: Long Beach St.- Dirt Bags and the Sidney Lanier High School Fighting Poets. I would love some help compiling this list if anyone is interested, it will be the top 15 craziest mascots. One last one, which I can't remember the school name, it was a high school in the Northeast, they were the Polka Dots. The fighting Polka Dots. That is great locker room bulletin board material.

Search is on,
TD

Need to Speak

I have decided to blog again. It is really so I can clear my thoughts. I need to share what I am thinking at times to be able to process what is happening in my life. We have been traveling a good bit lately and have not been at our home church in several Sundays. We are actually leaving again on Weds. to go down to the Gulf Coast through next Thursday. God has given us opportunities to speak to a couple of churches. I am truly missing corporate worship with my church family. It is truly interesting to experience the theological beliefs of different denominations. At times I wonder why we must raise support and actually feel discouraged. My desire is to be in England but the Lord has us in a place that constantly has me torn between Moody and Culcheth. My flesh tends to ask why the house want sell and why is the economy so bad right when we are raising support. The Waldecker family in England is having to come home due to the lack of funds. They were a family we would be working with in Manchester, it looks like they will come home for at least a year. I know the Kunars are a little discouraged. I know that this will probably allow someone else to step up and it will strengthen the church there. I am amazed at Gods faithfulness to his people and learning that his way of doing things never really happens the way I expect. BUT, it happens in such a way that He is most glorified. Even if I am desiring to go to England to see the Gospel transform a people. Which you would think is a very good thing. Which it is. God is about Himself, not me getting to where I want to be when I want to get there. All we are to be about is Christ. He is sufficient- nothing else is. Everything we see will not last. I wonder if we truly realize how much we have and really don't need. I am convicted of my selfishness and covetousness as I read of Paul and the people who traveled with him and those brothers and sisters who are struggling to make ends meet around the world. My heart is broken as the American church tends to spend money frivolously on themselves or on things that have nothing at all to do with the Gospel. My prayer is for a new reformation. Not because it sounds cute and trendy in reformed circles. But for the purpose of glorifying God through lives being transformed, which is not cute but very uncomfortable.

Learning through discomfort
Trace