Time to Get Strength Through Weakness !

“In my weakness you have been so strong.” – Decyfer Down ‘Scarecrow’

When is the last time as a man, you have admitted that you were weak?  No way why would you do that, that is not what men do, we just suck it up and move on… right?

Imagine a world where you come home from a hard day at work and can just give in to the urge to scream, yell, cry and pout with no judgment no embarrassment.  Guess what you can, no matter if you are married or single, you are never alone in the battle of being a man.  We have the opportunity everyday to start anew and unburden ourselves in the cross and claim the healing power that was promised by the way that holds us up when we are weak. 

Abandon the macho persona for a moment, open your mind to open your heart and open a Bible.  In the words of our father there is everlasting life, forgiveness and understanding.  Regardless of what your friends, your bro’s say about it a man that is able to forgive himself enough to open the Word and dive in is more manly, mature and strong than anyone trying to make it through this life alone.

Open up the Book, put the armor of Christ on and you will feel a freedom and renewed energy that will enable you to lead your family, friends and community in ways you never could have dreamed of.  Put your hands up and give in to the healing power of the Word, quit fighting the war inside your heart.  Release the pride, draw the battle line, prepare for the rising tide, take the sword of faith up and stand strong.

“At some point, we all face a point in our lived when our shame is laid bare for all to see.  If we’re lucky, someone comes to our aid, shows us grace.” –  Jeff Goins ‘Wrecked’

In our moments of weakness we feel we must hide our shame and bury ourselves behind a manly facade.  We are afraid to show weakness even when we are breaking as we are the ones that are supposed to be leading and remain steadfast.  Lord forbid that we may appear weak as that will reflect upon our innate masculinity and we cannot allow that, what would our wives think of us? 


They would think you were human, they would think you were in touch with your feelings, which by the way is not such a bad thing.  Imagine the world being turned upside down when your wife walks in and finds you reading your bible or on your knees humbled rather than being a couch potato watching SportsCenter or even worse. Imagine if your addiction to your phone was so you could read the latest YouVersion verse or post on Manup rather than ESPN scores and Facebook updates.

Humble yourself before the Lord, your wife, friends, neighbors and others, make your life about serving and you will become the man you think you are.  Be a symbol of the Gospel in your actions at work, on the road and even behind closed doors.  Become a Man of God that is strong when weak, powerful through the Word, and honorable in all things through your Lord and Savior.


As always I welcome your comments, treasure my readers, and believe in you and everything you do!


Christ in a Rain Coat

     It had been raining for two days straight with the New Year upon us and the coldest weather of the season moving in, all anyone wanted was to get home.  I walked my normal route out of the office to my truck, letting the day’s events fall out of my mind so I did not bring them home.  As I started to turn towards the lot where my truck sat waiting peacefully for me to get in out of the rain, something no someone caught my eye.

    He walked towards me in the rain, slowly, as if he was unsure whether to cross my path, turn down the side street or even turn around.  Instantly, as I have many times in the past in our city my mind started to prejudge, thinking of ways to avoid eye contact much less conversation, where is my wallet is it secure, I am out here by myself with this guy, what should I do?  Then it happened as it has many times before; he raised his head from under his rain jacket and with eyes full of hurt and pain asked me “can you help me?’”

     By general rule, I do not give to people on the street, at least not money for we all know where that goes right?  For some reason this time felt different, I casually replied, “Sure, let me see how much I have in my truck”.  He followed behind me, not too close to be intrusive, but enough to make known that he was there.  I walked to my truck and got the three gold dollar coins I had left from change after paying to park in our lovely city many months earlier.

Truly I say to you, to the extent that you did it to one of these brothers of Mine, even the least of them, you did it to Me.


     He had said he needed eight dollars in order to stay in a shelter downtown for the night, all I had was three.  You would have thought I had given him the world, as he thanked me repeatedly, not for the money so much as ‘for stopping and noticing me’.  My heart sank, ripped to the core, here was a man mid thirties maybe, scar on his right cheek from a sloppy set of stitches, shoes wet and one-size too small, he carried all he owned on his back, as everything else he had had been stolen, and this man humbly thanked me for not ignoring him and walking by like so many others do.

     We stood out in the rain together for another twenty minutes or so as I pointed him to resources where he could possibly get help, as well as shared some secrets of the street that I happened to know.  We talked, laughed and he shared with me his story, in the end I will probably never see this man again, at least not out in the rain in a borrowed rain coat.  As we went our separate ways, his fear seemed to have left him; I almost think I saw a glimmer of hope in his eyes.  Granted I only gave him three dollars that I had on me and yet from him I gained the world.

     As he walked away he turned and grabbed my hand to shake it again, and said looking into my eyes, “Thank you again, and God Bless you always”, and I said in reply “God Bless you too and best of luck, stay safe and dry.”  Little did I know or realize at the time that I am pretty sure like the song says that was “Jesus in Disguise.”

But when you give to the poor, do not let your left hand know what your right hand is doing, so that your giving will be in secret; and your Father who sees what is done in secret will reward you. – Matthew 6:3-4