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1 Feb

Hebrews 4:14 – 16

14 Therefore, since we have a great high priest who has ascended into heaven, Jesus the Son of God, let us hold firmly to the faith we profess.  15 For we do not have a high priest who is unable to empathize with our weaknesses, but we have one who has been tempted in every way, just as we are – yet he did not sin.  16 Let us then approach God’s throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need.”

We serve an amazing God.  We serve a God who wants us to be happy and who wants us to be the best AND have the best.  Unfortunately for us, however, sometimes the things God wants for us to have and the people God calls us to be are a little outside our comfort zone.  Sometimes God requires we stretch ourselves a little bit.  And the only thing between us and the magnificent treasures he has for us is fear.

I started practicing so I could be a part of the worship service at myChurch about three months ago.  In order to achieve that certain “myChurch” sound, I needed to get a few guitar pedals…a necessity for any serious guitar player.  So, I did my research and picked out the pedals that I wanted to buy.  The problem was, however, that the month (January) I decided to purchase these very expensive guitar pedals I also got a very large property tax bill in excess of $2,000, due January 30.  But I felt strongly about being a part of the worship band at myChurch so I knew that I needed to buy the pedals no matter what.  Finances were going to be tight in January, no doubt, but I was going to make it work.  I had to.

Within 12 hours of making the decision to get the pedals, a decision that was difficult to make given my tight financial position, they were paid for.  Not by me, but by my parents.  I told my parents about the worship band and about my large property tax bill, and how I felt I needed to buy the pedals because God was pushing me towards worship and they wanted to help.  God was pushing me into worship and the only thing holding me back was the fear of lack of finances.  But when I decided that I needed to do it anyway, God provided.

So, I went on a shopping spree/treasure hunt.  However, I told my Dad that there was only one place I was not willing to look for any guitar equipment and that was at Steve’s Music downtown on Rideau.  Why you ask?  Downtown freaks me out.  I mean, I’m a country boy.  It is louder, smellier and the surroundings straight up make me uncomfortable.  I really had no intention of going to Steve’s.

The first pedal was easy enough to find but after two failed trips to other music stores, I was still having a hard time locating the PolyTune and the TC Electronic ND-1.  I looked everywhere for them but I couldn’t find what I was looking for.  At this point my Dad piped in, looking for clarification on why we weren’t going downtown, and said, “So why aren’t we going to that place on Rideau (Steve’s)?”  I replied with, “Because I hate going downtown.  It’s loud and it smells weird.  It makes me uncomfortable”.  But, against my will, I called Steve’s, desperate, looking for my desired pedals.  After I hung up the phone, sheepishly I turned to my Dad and said, “They have them, both”.

At that point, the only thing standing between me and the pedals that God wanted for me was my fear of going downtown.  God had provided finances for the pedals and all I had to do was go down to Steve’s and pick them up.  It was that simple.  But in my head it was, “I HATE going downtown because…”.  After a moment of father-son bonding, my Dad had managed to convince me into going downtown to Steve’s where I was able to buy the pedals that will help me be part of the myChurch worship band, which will make me a better guitar player.

Nothing inspires me more then ordinary people looking their fears in the eye and saying, “NOT TODAY!”  I firmly believe that we make God happy when we, against every feeling we have in our bodies, get out of our comfort zone.  God, in general, is out of our comfort zone.  People never live by FAITH more then when we are out of our comfort zone doing things we wouldn’t ordinarily do.  And it doesn’t matter if we are going to a destination that makes us uncomfortable or if we are getting up in front of people despite our lack of desire to speak publicly.  God is proud of us when we stretch a little.

We serve a loving God who wants us to be the best and to have the best.  Sometimes, however, the things God wants for us are JUST outside our comfort zone.  We can stay comfortable and miss “it” or we can stretch.  Personally, I choose stretch.



A really awesome story – myChurch

26 Sep

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Dear friends,

God is real.  He is so amazingly real.  Please understand that before continuing on this blog.

I have been going to this cool little church for the past couple of months called myChurch.  Trendy, huh?  It’s been operating out of the Gladstone theatre for the last nine months or so and if you’ve ever been inside the Gladstone you know how cool it is.  I’ve never felt so energized after a service like I do when I go to myChurch.  I literally leave there every Sunday and start to get excited for NEXT Sunday.  myChurch is made up of these really crazy awesome people who bring this first rate worship Sunday after Sunday….after Sunday after Sunday etc.  I could rhyme off a list of cool things that have happened to me and around me over the last few months but there is one story in particular I feel like sharing.

A little over 10 weeks ago the myChurch started this fundraising campaign for their morning service called ’20/10′.  The goal of this campaign was to raise $20,000 in 10 weeks.  I need to mention two things right off the bat.  1.  If you’ve ever been part of any church you know how difficult it is two raise $20,000 in a year let alone $20,000 in 10 weeks.  2.  Although ALL are welcome, myChurch seems to consist of mostly students who, on any given night, can be seen huddled over their stove making a box of macaroni and cheese for dinner.  Needless to say, the $20,000 in 10 weeks seemed like a daunting task.  But the Pastor, Caleb Davidson, didn’t think so.  Week after week he would get up at the front of the church and proclaim that this was going to get done, that God was going to make it happen.  And every time he did that I would get the same feeling of “Oh, God, please let this happen so Caleb isn’t humiliated”.

September 11th was a Sunday and the 10th week in the 20/10 campaign.  I remember it well.  At the start of the service, before they took the offering, the amount of $$$ they had received for the 20/10 campaign was $9,700.  Which, when you do the math, is just slightly less then half.  Nonetheless, Caleb got up at the start of the service and said that he believed that $20,000 was the number and that they were going to get reach their goal.  God was going to provide for this campaign and there was no convincing Caleb otherwise.

So, Caleb got up at the front of the church and proclaimed that they were going to reach the $20,000 and it was going to happen that night!  And, like clockwork, I got that same feeling I have been getting for the last 10 weeks whenever he proclaimed that.

After that, we worshiped, Caleb preached an awesome message and then the we closed with more worship.  But before we got to sing our last worship song, Caleb had an announcement to make.  With the kick drum playing in the background, Caleb made his way to stage.

September 11th was a Sunday.  And that Sunday the offering for the 20/10 campaign was $16,000 bringing the money raised for the 20/10 campaign to approximately $26,000.  Instead of getting the feeling of “Oh my God I hope Caleb isn’t humiliated” I got this feeling of pure joy and excitement.  I think I described it to Caleb as “It was like the ball dropping at Time Square on New Years Eve”.  Thinking about it now, the egg was/is very much on my face and on all of the faces of the people who worried the same thing as me.  God said he was going to provide and he did.  Sometimes he does it on a small scale and sometimes he does it on a big scale.  And every time you think he does it on a big scale, I get the feeling like God says “You think that was big?  Wait until you see what I do next!”.

September 11th was a Sunday.  I will remember it well.

God is real.  He is so amazingly real.  And that, to me, is what they call Good News!




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