Faith and Tires By Drewe Zanki

Have you ever had an ‘aha!’ moment? You know, when something happens and you just ‘get it’?

This happened to me almost 15 years ago, but the memory remains clear to this day. I was driving somewhere with my wife in the car, and we were on a highway just north of Brisbane, Australia. We were doing about 100Kph (65 Mph), and as we reached a turn in the road we went right on around.

That doesn’t sound very exciting does it? But I instantly thought that the reason I turned in at such speed was faith – faith in the tires that as I turned the wheel, they would hold and we would go around the corner safely. I wasn’t speeding, I wasn’t being crazy, I just trusted that I could take the corner at that speed with no issue at all.

What I really had that day was a realization that we have faith in many things in our lives – even complete faith. Had the tires not held, I would at the very least be severely injured, if not more likely meeting God face to face. And yet we rarely think about these things as we go on our daily lives, but just simply have faith that they will do the job as designed.

How does that relate to our faith in God?

How often does something come up and we question God? How often does an opportunity open before us and we doubt God? How often are we called to do something and yet we hesitate because of fear?

Daily, I trust all sorts of things, like the tires on my car, with my very life.

Am I willing to do the same with God, the almighty creator of the universe?

Hebrews 10:22-23 (ESV)

Let us draw near with a true heart in full assurance of faith, with our hearts sprinkled clean from an evil conscience and our bodies washed with pure water. Let us hold fast the confession of our hope without wavering, for he who promised is faithful.

What do you trust more - God, or things?

About the Author:

Drewe is married to Kerry with 2 children, a full time IT manager, and part time Bible scholar. He posts verse by verse studies at delvinginto.com . His key passion is the Bible - that it is the Word of God and the ultimate guide to a relationship with Jesus, and therefore worthy of significant time and study.

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I am not in the Business of Growing a "church"

I had a great opportunity to help start a brand new ministry and I was excited for it. There was the promise of growth, plenty of financial backing, excitement for the new ministry, everything else you could want from a new job.

But something felt off, I can't explain it, but I was not at peace about it.

The problem was that this "church" was just that, a "church," and I want to be apart of the "Church." (I wish I could give more detail, but in an effort to protect my relationships with my friends at that ministry, I won't)

I make this distinction because one is concerned with growing their "church" and the other is concerned with growing the "Church of God." 

I am not in the business of growing a "church," I am in the business of sharing Jesus to my friends. 

It does not matter which "church" you go to, it only matters that you know Jesus. 

I'm All Talked Out!

I've been married to Laura for 8 years but have known her most of my life. She knows me better than anyone. Unquestioningly, she's my best friend. We have an innumerable amount of inside jokes, nick names, common interests and shared stories. You can put the two of us in a white room with nothing to do, and we'll have plenty of fun.

However, I can't talk to her non-stop. Eventually, I run out of words. My conversation skills tire. I shut down. I'm only human. Oh, and I'm also a dude. We were created with less words than women. It's science. Look it up.

Now, I've heard the Bible requests for us to "pray without ceasing" and that we should "walk in the spirit" and "abide in him" but that just seems exhausting to me. I mean, there's been times when I've been at a camp where I spent nearly the entire time praying and it was great, but I also have to admit, when I got home from that camp I was spiritually exhausted. The only thing that appealed to me was a beer and a Sci Fi original movie.

I even climbed a mountain in Canada with some good friends and spent one entire night isolated and utterly alone. I spent several hours praying under the stars. I vented every frustration, confessed every sin, and shared every dream. Eventually, I came to a point where I literally chuckled out loud, and said to God, "Welp, I suppose that's about it." Awkward silence hung over me and this began me down a trail this "relationship" I'm supposed to have with God may be different than I think.

I'm not against prayer in the traditional thinking. I'm simply suggesting it is not sustainable.

What if God is not the Junior High school girl with unlimited cell phone minutes we've been told he is?

Lets come full circle shall we. My relationship with Laura is the healthiest one I've ever had. As I've told you before, she's my very best friend.

And I don't talk to her all day. However, I do think of her all the time.

I thought of her after my big sale on Labor day and couldn't wait to text her that we can pay those bills after all.

I thought of her later that night when I went out for a beer with my coworkers. Things were becoming too fun for a married man, I thought of Laura, and I came home.

I thought of her after Linc and I took a picture at the zoo. I couldn't wait to get home and share with her about our fun day.

I thought of her just now when I realized I need to get home soon so we can go out to dinner.

Now, go read the Bible and see how many times, Jesus requests his friends to "remember me". My favorite occasion is on one of their final moments together as they sat around a table and had dinner. It's quite beautiful actually.

Perhaps God is not interested in my obligated conversations as he is in us becoming friends, so that he enters my thoughts often? What if this "relationship" with him is meant to be freeing rather than exhausting?

Well, figure that out on your own. I gotta get home. I just remembered, I have dinner plans.

Coliseums Sink

You’ve championed loneliness
only to commit to conformity.
A diamond ring is not what it’s all about.
In a world of confusion, you seek normality,
but the heart of the fiancé is what you are without.

And all the matters to you is a percentage,
97 separates the perfect from the week.
As if all this work will elevate your advantage.
Is it money or a better life you seek ?

I was wrong, so wrong,
a working man is right.
It’s the one who lives his work day to day,
that never sees an end in sight.

What’s important?
The child: innocence held in your arms,
or the dreams you have in your heart?
Or is it the money that barriers your bank account?
Only numbers, when did they ever count ?

So hold your hands tight,
pray for the money that gives you sight.
So blind, so blind.
God, I wish you could see mine.

The green is on your hands,
Waters wasit away all that stands.
Coliseums sink.
Crushed in the waters of God,
Placed in the nail pierced hands of love.

-By Chris Cameron 9/4/11