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Jack of all trades

November 20, 2016 — Leave a comment

I’m an artist– I wanted to be a comic book artist… I just couldn’t get in the door.

I’m a designer – I dreamed of working in a large design firm but my life could not withstand the time it would take.

I’m a writer – I have close to 1000 blog posts and articles I have written for various sources, but just never broke through the ceiling to make it substantial.

I’m a learner – but instead of going the typical college path I went into learning around mission work. I did missionary work but it never led to a career.

I’m a photographer – I love doing it and could see myself doing high profile shoots but I may be stuck in a place where I can only go so far with it.

I’m a musician – I have written songs and played for years, but I was born in the wrong era to make it in the business and I’m not thin enough to become a rock star.

I’m a fashion designer – I used to design dresses and clothing lines, but I gave it up for marketing

I’m a salesman – I was a top sales person in the entire USA for two companies I was with, but I gave up sales to pursue things I gave up previously.

I am chock full of useless information and can fix anything; I am…

God has given me the ability to be a jack of all trades. I don’t write this out of pride. Instead it might be out of frustration.

They say that it takes 10,000 hours to master something, but I’m not sure I’ve had the ability to master anything.

For me that has been frustrating and being a freelancer now to pay the bills has given me a world with little reward, no metrics, and I can’t find my identity in what I am.

I’m a father; I’m a husband; and I would not give up either for anything in this world but that is not my identity.

I am because He IS.
I can find my reward and identity in Jesus.

I was praying one day in a wonderful “woe is me” state and God said:
“Be a master at showing people Jesus loves every bit of who they are… Even the things that they would consider being worthless.”

I’m a jack of too many trades, but I’m willing to put the 10,000 hours into becoming a master at sharing the story of a God who is willing to do anything just to wake us up to the realization that he loves every bit of His perfect creation… Us.

recovery

It would be wrong for me to say I’m a healthy person. I am overweight, a person who deals with issues like anxiety and lack of self worth, and I really love Cheese and Bread. With that confession out there I have in the last 6 months set out on a journey to work on getting healthier. It has been hard, sometimes easy, rewarding and down right annoying. I discovered, while eating better that I am clearly addicted to sugar and found myself in the “in between times” eating to deal with stress. I’m a stress eater? Where in the world did that come from and how did I never even notice this?

I set out on this journey not because heart disease, diabetes, high blood pressure and cancer are in my genes, but because every time I ate something acidic I would get major heartburn and a pain in my side. A lame reason I know but sometimes it takes dumb circumstances to get us on the track to working on bigger ones.

What I discovered after a few months of eating a restricted diet is I was no longer having stomach pain from acidic things. It was absurd. I could now eat salsa with no problems.

Another thing began to happen. I started drinking only water, green tea and coffee. My body was constantly being flushed of toxins and being sustained on being “clean”.

And then it happened…

Pain…

I’ve endured pains before. I am used to them being overwieght and not in the greatest shape, but now I was feeling pain in places I never did before. My neck pain is out of control. My back and hip pain seem to come in waves for no reason at all.

A funny thing about Dairy and Cheese. They are foods that cause inflammation. I cut them out and you would think that if I was now ingesting anti-inflammatory foods that it would reduce inflammation and I would feel like 1 million dollars.

Well the truth is the inflammation I had previously was masking the pain in other areas. Basically this “thing”, this lifestyle that for all intensive purposes was killing me, was also numbing all kinds of other issues.

This realization has forced me to work on all kinds of areas that were never part of the “deal” of this diet. Posture, stretching, fitness, strengthening areas that are not in a normal workout to support the years of abuse on my body that the inflammation was hiding.

So now you must be thinking to yourself: “why is the word recovery in the title of this post?” – glad you asked.

Sunday I announced to our church that God had been speaking loud and clear that we are a “recovery church”. That is an odd statement, I know, but let me explain. Recovery is often associated with alcohol or drugs, but I have come to the conclusion that it needs to be associated with recovering things that have been stolen from us. It might be Joy has been stolen because of fear, Peace has been stolen because of abuse, Sobriety has been stolen because of addiction, kindness has been stolen because I am a “me-aholic”… The truth is every one of us as christians are in recovery because the enemy is stealing from us daily and we need to take it back by force!

There is one thing I have learned though about recovery that has now been solidified by my inflammation issue. When you remove the thing that is killing you there is also a discovery that it was making all the other pain numb. Hidden pain that was getting worse and worse and you never even knew. Now that it has been removed you are forced to deal with all the other things that it was hiding in your life.

Just like my health journey, when it comes to recovery this may end up being more painful than it was before… But it’s worth it.

When you remove the things that anesthetize your spirit then the spirit of the Lord can heal you from the inside out. 

It’s in that moment that you can say:
I might be in pain but YOU are my healer
I might be afraid but YOUR love casts out that fear
I might be sad but YOU bring joy everlasting
I might be confused but YOU give me a peace that I can’t understand
I am no longer a slave to the things I did before, but that also means have have so much more work to do… This time with YOUR strength.