The burdens of maintenance, inhibit, deny, delay and limit the Will of God before me. These things have become encumbrance, dragging behind me requiring my energy for relocation, up keep and storage. How much does this man need to survive?  Well actually, not much, except that my darn ego and self concentration come with big eyes and curvy couches of resounding comfort. Is it that time once again to give it all or has it ever really been all that I have given?  For this time maybe it is the desire for comfort for which He has been waiting for me to surrender. How many of us could do the scratchy clothes, grasshoppers and honey deal required to be herald of the Coming King?  I know me neither, maybe tomorrow Lord.

But how do I reconcile that with claiming that I want the Lord’s greatest blessings if there are roads upon which he would have me venture that I am unwilling to travel for lack of hygienic desire?  Truth is a tough measure of reality, for there is no wiggle room in truth, no tempting places of seductive darkness in which to hide actual intent vs verbal acknowledgment.  Before the Lord I am naked, not simply unclothed but unencumbered by my own veils and masks, lain bare.  It is a comfortable place where no energy need be siphoned for excuse or false persona, but it breeds responsibility, growth and timely performance for the only reason for lack thereof is the choice of disobedience for personal intent. Sir, I didn’t because I was scared, tired, hungry, incapable, broke, hungry and alone, just don’t work with an omniscient King who gives you all these things and more.

Beyond this there are only two avenues, back and forward, no sideways left or right.  No departure from the skinny path only backtracking that I might be lost in the wilderness of my own fleshly desires or forward, freed, off loaded and prepared/armoured by the Power, authority and provision for the Tasking’s of Almighty God. Will I make it to the end of this road in faith, through whichever trials come to pass?  Well of course, because when I have nothing further to give, the Lord will simply stand me up and pull me along like a child whose Father must lead or He will carry me, in which case all my stuff will have been left by the roadside anyway.  Either way, it is time once again to lose it all as a general practice of departure from self, shaking off the characteristics of man past. Putting on the New Man, the transformed man, the man who would serve God with everything, focus, intent, treasures of heart and mind.

To God be the Glory. Please take some of my stuff, because I have a mountain to climb and cannot take it with me when I go.  In Jesus’ Name I pray for all of you in health, wealth and surrender to the King.  Amen