Weddings and Funerals

“The fear of man brings a snare: but whosoever puts his trust in the Lord shall be safe.” (Prov 25:29)

Confessing we have the mind of Christ is not enough to change our thoughts. We must examine what we are believing and drag them, kicking and screaming to the cross. (2 Cor 10:5)

The alters of our sacrifices before the Lord are stained with the blood of the carnal mind’s lies. Have no pity on what dies there. Do not mourn it. Spit on its grave.

I had the honor of being asked to co-officiate a wedding for a very dear friend of mine. The Lord had been dealing with me all week on a topic I was not too keen to discuss with Him. And being who I am, I decided to parley my negotiating with the Lord in the form of superficial compliance. After all, I knew better than to just say “no.” I’d have to be more crafty than that to escape His love. And so like Jonah, I purchased a ticket…and took passage on a vessel named ”Insincerity.”

“Sure Lord. OK. I’ll look at this pain I have been carrying around. You bet. Talk with you soon.. Can’t wait! Later for now.”

And so, in seven days time, in the midst of this beautiful wedding, standing at the podium, I read one of my favorite verses to the couple standing before me with a room of witnesses filled to capacity. I felt that all too familiar dull ache from an old scarred over wound begin to get acute. The last thing I am is a stoic person… I knew I was in trouble.

I read.

“When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish things behind me…”

I stopped. Tears began to well up. I looked deep into the eyes of the groom and his imminent to-be wife.  Pain roiled within me. Frantically, I scanned the audience, who were hanging on my pregnant pause. I searched the crowd for something to anchor me. I couldn’t find my wife for some reason, but I did find one of my closest warrior-in-arms, a true man of God. Our eyes locked, for the briefest of moments that seemed an eternity. He saw me… really saw me, and in his eyes I heard his spirit say, “It’s ok David. Whatever it is, let it go.”

I silently wept there as I tried to choke out the last words to speak before turning it over to the other officiate.  Clinging to the remnants of whatever self restraint I could muster, I excused myself as fast as I could for the nearest bathroom where I unloaded a lifetime of sorrow in that spotless little stall (yes I must admit even in my agony I took note of how clean it looked). Before that porcelain alter I murdered some profound deceptions I carried around inside me up to that point in time about myself. On that day, I decided to put away the carnal mind on an area of His love for me. I said goodbye to “childish things.” That wedding was a funeral for me. A funeral without mourning and without regret. I never looked back. Ever.

Why do I share this?

I left the reception that day with a greater sense of rest and peace than when I birthed. A quietness and trust filled me with such peaceful strength that I was incredulous I resisted His leading to remove that painful lie.  Was it fun going through that experience? Well… no it was not. Can I fathom the greatness of His love that would not stop until I agreed with His Word regarding me? I can a little bit more now. And that is how He does it… little by little.

This latest study is on just one lie the carnal mind declares as truth: that worth is earned and can be gained and lost.

I dream of a ship often. A huge cruise liner that carries the bride of Christ.  A spotless ship, ferrying a spotless crew on a crystal ocean. Some of the flags on the mastheads have words on them such as “Freedom”, “Liberty”, “Rest” and “Love” to name a few.

And it is a far nicer vessel than the one I had boarded.


What Do We Really Believe…?

Quoting scripture is easy. Stating “Amen” is not too difficult either. Look, I’ll do both now:

“For as a man thinks in his heart, so he is.” (prov 23:7)


But…how we think determines what we truly, really believe about ourselves and about our Father. Do we really believe we are complete? Do we truly know that nothing we do or don’t do makes any difference to our worth and value in His eyes?

Do we really?

It is work to examine our thoughts and make them obedient to the Word of God. I must admit at times, I’d rather be piping (to you non-pipers out there, that means playing the bagpipes). Until I don’t play them so well…then my true beliefs are thrust upon me.  But only because playing the pipes well is important to me. (Now the question would be for me to ask myself “why?”)

The first recorded question Jesus asked man was in the garden.

“Where are you?”  He called out.

Since that day, He has never stopped asking that question to His beloved. That beloved is you. Lately, He has been asking me this question a lot, and because He already knows the answer, what is important is to realize He queries us for the sake of our friendship.

Daring to wipe clean a born-again lifetime of scriptures and mental ascent we have dutifully committed to our minds takes more courage than it does to be religious.  A “religious” mindset makes us bold, because it is rooted squarely in the crop planted by the carnal mind. Tying our worth to our perfection makes us audacious, if we succeed in it.  I was the best at it… no kidding.

I’ll share with you some time I am spending with the Lord. And a little bit from where He has taken me… and where He is leading me. Let’s be transparent here- sometimes we want the bottom line, so the Cliffs Notes here read:

“He enjoys you. He adores your time spent with Him. He is bursting for you to open the door and have a bite to eat with Him.”


I hope it blows some wind of clarity, clearing away the fog of darkened thinking and the trap of trying to perform for His affection.