The Dilz Journey

" I know that you can do all things and that no purpose of yours can  be thwarted....  I had heard of you by the hearing of the ear, but now my eyes sees you." Job 42: 2 & 5 To experience Christmas and New Years here in Samoa is beyond me. Over and over again I see You planned ahead. Going through what was a year of searching and questioning and falling, and crying, time and time and time again,  I see You planned ahead. That Sunday I wept and pleaded, "if I really am Yours, like really Yours; if You know and are listening like You always do; if You care like i claim to know that You do; if these songs of faith and boldness I sing are what Your Word says it to be; You dont have to do this BUT BECAUSE YOU CAN Lord, take me somewhere out of here, out of this." Here in Samoa I have had the beautiful blessing of a stranger turned sister named Faith. I reckon its such a God thing to have her named this to constantly remind me of fait...

God knew how much I needed it. I needed to breathe. - Something fresh;  something new; something different. Sometimes through a circumstance or a series of circumstances, bumps and bruises, falls and small wins,  we reach a point. That point where we can't or at least don't want to go on any longer; or where choosing to live requires alot more effort or strength than the normal. Feeling clogged, caged in, imprisoned of some sort. Imprisoned by my own ideas of life, developed perfectly in the process of my circumstances. Neatly too. So neat that I didn't even see it being way off track and even if I did, I didn't care.  Pain does that. It eats on our souls and reminds us of all that's went south, unconsciously trying to keep us down. I gave in, countlessly. Subconsciously in the midst of that state, I also remembered whispering to my troubled soul, "This is only temporary". I reached the point. I reached the edge of the cliff wh...

Somewhere between a wound and an old scar is a journey unforeseen and unbelievable by far Seems like a detour upon detour upon another detour Bad guesses, stirring messes thats messing up my senses Madness. Each new season (or turn/ detour) bringing forth a glimpse of promise That this madness doesn't last simply becoming a thing of the past; That this being called God has a thing for my heart I must believe He'll take care of my scars Just as He made the Red Sea part. Impossible trembles at His Name runs away in shame I must believe all He says! ...more than the voices in my head His promise keeps me secured in His plan. 🍀

Today I am thankful. Thankful that I am alive to be thankful. Thankful that I am able to be thankful with every ounce of my being. No I didn't achieve something awesome or experience something amazing to base my heart of gratitude from today. In fact, I have an assignment that I need to work on, I have pending dreams and god from like forever, and I have a family that I long to be with peacefully and quietly but I can't or I don't have all of these yet.  But I am grateful.  Grateful because I dont want to ever be too busy nor too quick to forget how much I've been provided for right now. I don't want to take now for granted. I dont want to get so used to the now, that I neglect to say Thank You. This is all a part of the journey and I did not just come in to the now over night.  I mean, there has been seasons and seasons of crying, of being disappointed over the circumstances, of not having a clue of what to do next or if there will ever be another season than righ...

To believe that He was man, is to believe that He understands To believe that He was man, is to believe that He knows and can To believe that He was man, is to believe that He died and rose again! To believe that He was man, is to believe that through Him we can be one again; that we can overcome; that we are not condemned; that Grace has made right standing possible again To believe that He was man, is to believe in relationship with him To believe that He was man is to believe that He is God. And anyone who does not believe, cannot know Him.   

*Currently* Watching Shekhinah play and shriek with laughter and can't help but say,  Oh Tu! It feels like you're still here! Feels like you're just sitting in front of your desktop in the room or sitting outside on your wooden chair reading your Bible or praying silently and quietly listening and watching Shekhinah play.  Its moments like these that I cant believe you're gone - not so much seeing you teach or preach or share but you just being a father. These past three years have been the craziest not to mention riskiest thing ive ever done in my entire life! Your passing made me appreciate ever coming here more than I ever have. I left every bit of comfort and familiarity to be a part of this as the Lord showed me, and he made this little act of obedience worth my while. Complete strangers. Completely different environment than what I'm used to and what I'd rather prefer. Frankly, there were days where I wanted to run away; days where it...