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04 July, 2015

Faith Filled Addendum - In Word & In Deed

Hey everyone!

I trust you are, if in the UK, enjoying the summer weather... at last!

I know I for one am and have been getting myself up and about to places like Strinesdale Reservoir & Waterhead Park. Yes, I know it's not exactly trips to anywhere fancy, but what have I been saying for a while now; it's all about perspective!

Being the sort of person I am and what I've been going through that I've so brutally and honestly shared on here, I have had to forcibly take steps to get 'outside of myself' and just get a chance to enjoy some scenery that isn't these four walls.

I couldn't leave the last post incomplete, so here's some extra thoughts...


I've spoken about the power of our words in both thought and deed now, haven't I? I have suggested the idea that not only do we head in the direction that we're walking, but also in the direction that we are talking too.

What I need to know, though, is how that affects my direction in life. You know, I want to know if it's really important to lay those kinds of foundations for my life to be built upon by what I think & what I say.

Keeping on the Mask vs. Taking it Off


The way I see this, to answer my own statement, is that talking is akin to setting a destination on your sat-nav. In order to go somewhere, as any driver will tell you, you have to know where you are going, or at least the general direction where you are heading. So if you know the town but not necessarily the street then most, if not all, sat-nav's will let you do that and compile the route accordingly.

Translating that across to life, if you have a general idea of the direction that you are heading in ie. you know what you want to achieve in life then there really is no reason that you cannot achieve it.

So you've got direction.

Have you got the inclination to do whatever it takes, within reason, to get there? That's next, as is the drive, the determination, the will to succeed.

For me? I am a self-confessed machine in that when I start, I will not stop until I've achieved what I set out to achieve. So when someone comes up to me and says 'you cannot do that' or 'you shouldn't do that', if it is something that I know I'm destined to achieve then all that will do is fuel the fire that is designed to prove a$$holes wrong; if you tell me I cannot, then I will do whatever it takes to prove that I can.

Which is the wrong way to go about it, I see that now, because it is not them that controls whether or not I get to greet my destiny, but God. What I should be doing is just what Elevation Church's own Pastor Steven Furtick said in part five of his "Creating Separation" series of messages; I should be building a platform for my celebration.

In other words, I should be celebrating the little victories I'm winning every single day. I can spend that much time on heading towards the goal, heading toward my destiny, that I often forget to stop and celebrate every once in a while just how far I've come. Or how far God has brought me.

So having the following in place: -
  1. a destination in mind;
  2. an idea of what I need to do to get there; and
  3. the will, fire & desire to get there 
What do I need next?
 
I need to be prepared to overcome setbacks because it is not all going to plain sailing along the way. Life will present me with choices where I can react or I can proact toward any situation that catches me unawares.

I must admit, that I'm not one for the latter when things come up and it is something that I am working hard on overcoming because having the spirit of "more than a conqueror" inside me, just like Scripture tells me I do, I am not bound to sit on the sidelines and complain about my lot.

Final Thought


What this very period has taught me is that oftentimes there are reasons behind the way I act in the way I do and each time I understand just one of those reasons, I go a step closer to better understanding the sort of person that I really am, deep down under the mask. Right to the very heart, the core, the soul of me if you like.

It's slowly eroding, but it's going to take time before the mask dissolves properly. Like Corvo's on the videogame Dishonored, it's become a symbol of who others thought I was, with who I really am often hidden away underneath.
 
For Corvo though, taking his mask off would have meant certain and immediate death, thankfully, that's not the case for me!

Until next time...

Peace off!


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