“Time is a wave or a black hole could not bend it; humanity rides the crest of an infinite number of waves that are perceived as linear in their limited frame of reference.”
― Ken Poirot
I’ve had the kind of week that I used to say “changes everything.” Something snapped inside of me and I was like, “okay, I choose optimism.”
Optimism is powerful. So powerful, that I wondered why believers are the ones with the least of it. The irony, right? Aren’t we at the forefront of complaining about our governments, our leaders, our society? And what does that do? Nothing. It does nothing except make you a clogged sink hole for all the murk in the world.
I should know. I was said Christian. Feeling defeated is only obvious when you think you are. We keep chalking it up to God’s plan when we have so much sway ourselves. We’re co-partners, heirs, friends with Him. We start out as slaves that get freed and called to family and friendship. Because everyone knows that you can have blood, but blood doesn’t denote friendship. Friendship is tested. It moves heaven and earth because you’re bonded deeper than blood.
So, as friends of the Most High, why are few of us in government? Yes, we shouldn’t call ourselves, but has He whispered such to you? What will it take for you to go? A volcano speaking to you about it? Why are few of us inventors when heaven is a storehouse of ideas and technology that needs a yes on earth and a faithful steward to manifest? Why are we the least hopeful and captives of sicknesses and every evil? We’re the least hopeful because, what? He has yet to make a way? It’s a part of His plan?
“The only closed heavens for most believers is between their ears.”
― Bill Johnson
When God wants to do something, He looks for a man on earth. One man, to partner with. The Red Sea could have parted on its own by His power but God used Moses. The walls of Jericho could have fallen on their own but God instructed them to praise beforehand. God even used lepers (whose weary feet walking sounded like mighty chariots to the enemy) to end the famine His people were in.
We’ve limited God. We’ve not been good poster kids for His kingdom. And that needs to change.
I believe it starts with making optimism our default setting. Surely, we’ve tried pessimism and what good did that do? I got this sometime back when I watched the movie Tomorrowland, but I get it even more now.The most powerful ones are the hopeful ones. Click To Tweet
Maybe that’s why Paul and Silas still worshiped in prison after a flogging. Yes. In prison. They were so big picture. It wasn’t the lion’s den or a 7 times hotter furnace, but it wasn’t exactly pretty.
These are the thoughts that started it all for me. And one particular day, Friday, I bended time. I know what it sounds like but I’m not kidding. You see, if time is a wave, what other waves or energy am I sending out there? Is it slowing time or rushing it? How are my waves or energy affecting it? Now, I don’t mean to sound New Age-y, but a principle is a principle.
Thoughts become things and the first thought I allowed myself was that I had more than enough time. Somehow, this made my commute shorter and my walk to and from my friend’s less sweatier. I was zen. If I should be honest, I had rewatched the tv series Limitless the night before and that morning and was asking God how to maximize my brainpower and thought power.
That day, I was calmer. I normally rarely use my phone when with people or during a commute but because I was focused, I noticed even more. I was present. A higher presentness than I’ve experienced before. I experienced clarity and perceived need even before it could be voiced. It was invigorating. After, when I got home, I realized I had more than enough time to do everything that I planned to do and even extra for recreation. It was, without a doubt, my most flawless day.
I remembered a quote by Ann Voskamp that I recently quoted at a TV interview that I didn’t get (just yet).
“In an age of distraction – the real currency is attention. In a world of Facebook, it’ll be about who can focus. Whoever can pay attention – buys the advantage.”
― Ann Voskamp
In a world where no one focuses, the focused ones will direct your eyes. It’s like that meme which has Mark Zuckerberg walking across a room of guys lost in the VR glasses experience which says “a dealer is never high on his own supply.” Fact. Be ye focused.
I wonder what awesome things us as believers would come up with if we partnered with God and silenced distraction and detractors (in the name of media and news because people seldom have anything good to say about things they don’t understand eg: inventions).
I want to be the anomaly. The exception. And I want to make it the rule. That believers have The God that created the universe and everything I am and do and create should be proof of that.
It starts with belief.
Money, belief, and free from money-worry
My week was insight packed for sure and that’s thanks to my prior week’s mediation. I had told God that I don’t want to worry about money anymore. I told Him that I’ll believe that scripture where He says don’t trip about it all in the most nonchalant of ways.
“You can’t worship two gods at once. Loving one god, you’ll end up hating the other. Adoration of one feeds contempt for the other. You can’t worship God and Money both. If you decide for God, living a life of God-worship, it follows that you don’t fuss about what’s on the table at mealtimes or whether the clothes in your closet are in fashion.
There is far more to your life than the food you put in your stomach, more to your outer appearance than the clothes you hang on your body. Look at the birds, free and unfettered, not tied down to a job description, careless in the care of God. And you count far more to him than birds.
Has anyone by fussing in front of the mirror ever gotten taller by so much as an inch? All this time and money wasted on fashion—do you think it makes that much difference? Instead of looking at the fashions, walk out into the fields and look at the wildflowers. They never primp or shop, but have you ever seen color and design quite like it? The ten best-dressed men and women in the country look shabby alongside them.
If God gives such attention to the appearance of wildflowers—most of which are never even seen—don’t you think he’ll attend to you, take pride in you, do his best for you? What I’m trying to do here is to get you to relax, to not be so preoccupied with getting, so you can respond to God’s giving. People who don’t know God and the way he works fuss over these things, but you know both God and how he works.
Steep your life in God-reality, God-initiative, God-provisions. Don’t worry about missing out. You’ll find all your everyday human concerns will be met. Give your entire attention to what God is doing right now, and don’t get worked up about what may or may not happen tomorrow. God will help you deal with whatever hard things come up when the time comes.”
This was because my hubby Dave was turning 30 and we had plans for his birthday (grand plans, have you met me? Lol) but money we expected to come in delayed. So I silently prayed to God and told Him how this wasn’t just any birthday. It was his 30th and we were out of pocket and I could use some help making it special.
I cast it all to Him and let Him worry about it. That was Thursday the week before. Now on Monday, his friend and bestman called and invited us for his graduation on Saturday (Dave’s birthday). At first, Dave declined because he thought we’d be able to do something together. I told him that fell through so he RSVPD yes and I was thankful to God for providing in the most beautiful way.
Even better, because of our failed plans coz the money didn’t check in, Dave’s sister organized the fam and bought him a birthday cake. If i should be honest, this was Dave’s bare minimum. Just cake. And the cake came with a gift of a belt, a satchel and some cash from family. It gets better. The money which was supposed to have come in earlier, will come in this week and it’s a cute lumpsome. So all things work my friends.
I haven’t worried about money, finances or clothes or a home in a while and I’m grateful. If God says He’ll help me deal with whatever hard things come, I’m intent on not losing sleep.
As if to make it all land by burning an image in my mind, during the week before everything came through, while walking to a friend’s, I saw a swallow at the bus stop feasting on an overripe rotten roadside banana and I smiled. Its meal that day was also dessert AND more than enough. It didn’t work for it. It just found it and ate. Yet God says I’m worth much more than these. Than it. Sweet sigh…
“You’re above the kind of concerns that you’re allowing to weigh you down. Put them down. Walk away. You’ll feel so much lighter. I promise.”
― Edward Morra (Limitless series)
It’s been freeing. This new thought pattern. We haven’t done any grocery or house necessities shopping but we’ll be fine. We seem to have more than enough. More than enough to live on, to give and to enjoy.
I’m content. Rooted. I’m tethered. A conduit. No fear. No anxiety. No worries about tomorrow.
God will help me deal with the hard things as they come.
So what needs to bend in you to make way for the thing? You know the thing 🙂