Mustard seed faith

I've lately been thinking of a passage that I've heard my entire life in an entirely new way. Most young Christians are taught that if you have faith even as small as a mustard seed you can tell a mountain to throw itself into the sea and it will happen. I guess this was supposed to be encouraging, but for me all it really taught was that my faith was so small I couldn't even say it was the size of a mustard seed. Later in life this just became a reality I lived with, I didn't save people's lives or fly because I didn't have enough faith... God couldn't use me because he was waiting for me to have more faith. This just fed the lie that I didn't have faith which was a huge barrier to me as a teen and a constant struggle. But a few weeks ago I realized something, in the passage he's not saying that the size of the faith is relevant, he's saying the opposite. A person could have practically no faith at all and still bring about a miracle because it is God who performs the miracle not us. God does not wait for us to have a certain amount of faith or the right anything, he talked through a donkey once. What Jesus meant is that God's glory will be done through one's life, no matter how much faith they have. This takes it out of our control and out of our understanding, but life is a journey and I hope to take many more steps into the Glory of God. I have yet to perform a miracle, but that's ok (maybe not all the time, it would be fun) because I will never perform a miracle, God may use me for one though.
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easily forgotten

So it appears blogging is a lot like journaling... oops. :)

jobs... blech.

Well, my job-hunt is now over (hopefully, I suppose the guy could be a jerk but...) amazingly enough though, my trusting God was barely about the job. I had to know that he wasn't going to let me down not in where I worked or whether or not I can go to Hillsong but in life. Today God did not come through when I was given a job but when I chose to worship regardless of postiton in life. God comes through in ways we don't expect and money really doesn't matter to him. Makes me wonder why we live life the way we do.

Who, by worrying can add a single day to his life?

This little passage "Who by worrying can add a single day to his life" has been plauging me for a long time now, but in the last week the rubber has really met the road. I was in a job situation that really wasn't great, but it was a job and it paid quite well. However it can't be a good job when hearing "it's just not working" from your boss is more of a relief then a pain. The week I have been unemployed I have faced the challenge of not to few job offers, but to many. 4 interviews resulted in two jobs that I will have to wait to hear from, both I am not sure of and both would be great, as well as two "take it or leave it" positions that aren't ideal but there. The dilemma is obvious. Do I risk taking a job I don't really want because the offer is there or do I wait to see if one of the others offers, knowing that I could easily be back at square one. I decided to wait as I feel much more peace about waiting. At least I did. Now I'm stupid worried. The worst part is the fact that I can literally do nothing but go about my life and wait. So to life I go, unsure of everything.

the beginning

Hey, so this is my blog, as an aspiring writer I thought it was time :). I've been hesitiant to start one because I'm pretty sure no one will read it but here it goes! It is a beginning, and like most there's really not much to it. But I think that if the church can start with 12 regular guys anything can happen. So we'll see.