a door of hope

“Therefore I am now going to allure her;
I will lead her into the wilderness
and speak tenderly to her.
There I will give her back her vineyards,
and will make the Valley of Achor[b] a door of hope.
There she will respond[c] as in the days of her youth,
as in the day she came up out of Egypt.

“In that day,” declares the LORD,
“you will call me ‘my husband’" (Hosea 2)

After the tour ended, I headed to East Texas to work on a political campaign. Each day it was ground hog day: going to bed hoping it would be different, but waking up to the same reality.

I asked God to strip me of any "functional" gods. I was begging God to make my heart pure in this area. With a jacked up metabolism, I had gained more than 25 pounds learning how to eat, when to eat, how much to eat, and a healthy view of exercise. I was a wreck.

After several months of the same insanity, one day out of the clear blue I looked up and it was 2 o'clock. It had been a normal day, I had eaten like a normal person, and it wasn't even a question in my mind. A smile began to form in the corner of my mouth. Only God in His sweet goodness could have orchestrate it so. Not waiting for the water to boil. Doing life focused on him and only He could bring order to my chaos.

Then, almost a year later, I remember it being weeks then months and now it has been almost 7 years that God has delivered me. Please know that I prayerfully and continually ask God to be on the throne and reign in this area of my life. That devil thinks he is sneaky. He would like to steal and kill over and over again.

My prayer is that God can use what the enemy meant for my destruction for your good. I am writing this for whoever out there is struggling and doesn't think there is hope. Or for those who have placed their hope in anything else other than the finished work of Christ on the cross.

This has been more of my story but I'm going to write a little about the nuts and bolts later this week. Will you pray for me? This subject can be oh so controversial. I am praying for God to convey through me the principles, building blocks if you will, so that our foundation can solely be on Christ alone.

Until then, I'm going to leave you with some black mail.



My older brother and I. (This is why I hope to NEVER have my hair this short again).