Who would have thought.

Who would have thought that the God of the Universe considered us all worth dying for. Who would have thought that we were all individually thought about when Jesus took all 39 lashes, was spat upon, yelled at, cursed at, and crucified for being sinless. Who would have thought that God sees every single one of us and delights in us, because of THIS DAY. The day that Jesus said those words 2000 years ago and that ring around the world till this day. IT IS FINISHED.

If you had talked to me a couple of weeks ago and asked how I was doing, I would've told you that I have been in a rut. A rut that included me wondering why sin was not a big deal to me for some reason. Sin is clearly a massive deal, so why in the world is my heart not breaking at the thought of my own sin? The same sin that drove the spikes through the hands and feet. The sin that yelled out "Crucify Him!" Man, that is hard to think about, but so true at the same time. Again, why would this not make me want to crawl in a hole if anything? I had felt like I was the one looking for God, as if He is hiding from me. Weird huh? God running away from me? That's silly. But I did sadly. Then today came around. I had the opportunity to take part in fasting with some friends of mine here in the Dirty JC, and by golly I'll tell you that it is rough. Mother is yelling at me because she wants me to come eat some jambayala, and I have never fasted before so, yes of course this sucks. Is it worth it? Absolutely. 1) I am a man so my mom can't tell me what to do as I type this. 2) You don't usually turn down your own mother's cooking who comes from an Italian heritage and makes some bomb-shell food. 3) It is giving me such a different picture than I've experienced before and knowing I don't need food. I need Him. The things of this world I put before Him and think I need are so incomparable to Him. Again, hard truth but grateful that there is grace in that.

I have found a new hobby with eBay, thanks to my roommates, and received my first award you could say, that I bidded on. I got a new Nike MachSpeed Black driver for 24.99. Yeah, what a steal. This is a club that would cost easily over 200 dollars today. BUT Big Poppa was the only bidder on it, so in your face golf world. The club came in the mail today, and I had no idea it was coming in. So of course I pulled apart the box and pulled out the new club. I checked it out to see if it was "VERY GOOD" as the description said online, and dag gum this thing basically looked brand new. (Which I've told people, my golf buddies I should say) I started to pull of some of the stickers that were on it and wiped off the stickiness from it. Funny thing was, as I was wiping away the club I couldn't help but think about today and how much I had prayed about not wanting to miss everything leading up to the Cross, so Sunday will be a day that I can get rowdy. Anywho, I started developing this picture of God taking each one of us and polishing our buffs and cracks we created from seeking other "gods" to fill our hearts. I saw God wiping away our sin that has covered us for however long, and making us BRAND NEW. Making us white as snow. It is funny how God can use some of the smallest things to bring me back to Him. I couldn't be more thankful. Am I looking forward to Sunday and getting rowdy? Mos def. But till then, I hope that I don't miss today and why Sunday is so special.

Just like Barabbas, we are free to go. Our sin is paid for in full. The sinless One continues to whisper in my ear whenever my mind starts to wonder away, and says "It is finished". Amen.


P.S

Who would have thought that yes, the man the myth the legend Big Poppa would start blogging. I have had this weird urge to make a blog for a couple of weeks now, and have chatted with some friends about what their views of it were. Not that I needed to be persuaded a lot, because I feel that the Lord has blessed me with not only a mind that thinks deep and wide, but also a heart that loves to share Him. I am grateful for these gifts and wondered how could I use it to continue sharing the Gospel...then I scrolled across this bad boy. It started with reading some of Jim Branch's posts, which mine will never compare to his because...well he is Jim Branch simply put. His posts gave me some inspiration and the thought of "what if?" The thought about starting a blog was scary for a little bit, because I want this blog to have nothing to do with me and glorify myself. My hope is that through this blog and sharing my life, this can be a living testimony about how great God's grace is through His Son and how I am simply a part of His story for something bigger than myself.

There will be many of times where I feel a whole story is needed to be told in exact detail, and times where short and few details are needed. It is just a strange way the Lord has crafted my brain along with having ADD. I am not mad whatsoever about having ADD. If anything I'm glad because I have this thing called adderal. Helps me concentrate. So lets hope that I take my medicine everyday like I'm supposed to and maybe, just maybe, I won't feel the need to always explain everything in full detail.