It's been a while! Busy with work, like normal. And, I've also found myself getting more and more enraptured in a film project I have taken up. I do believe, after all these restless teenage years..ahem.. I'm 20 now... that I've found my calling in life. From a steel-willed determination to join the Military, to becoming a cop, to writing novels, to architecture, gunsmithing, piloting, inventing, and heck even settling to drive for UPS or FedEx.... *gasp*.. I found it. And I've come full circle. To see the Lord working in my life is evident, and I feel a strong background energy driving this passion to make movies, and good ones at that. I'm working on a project that will cost a good $3,000, take over half a year to complete, and hopefully be used as a good resume when I walk in Steven Spielberg's front door. ;)
For any who might be interested, you can e-mail my Film Co.'s address at: glen.wayfilms@live.com
Please keep praying for the Lord to feed me ideas, help me hold to the task, and learn a ton in the process. Also, trying to kick some old things that have been tying me down for years, battles that should've been won ages ago, but for the sake of the miserable flesh, have lingered. I'm trusting the Father more and more, and realizing that no battle is too big or small for Him. Gotta use that spiritual armor!
Pray up! :)
Peace homies
Monday, July 26, 2010
Thursday, July 8, 2010
One of "those" mornings
I'm sitting here in a semi-paralyzed state, my left heel sending a tormenting warning of pain to my brain each time weight is applied. It still remains a mystery to me how this originated, but I could feel the pain start yesterday at work as I walked the many halls of that "lakeside resort". I believe an appointment to the podiatrist is in order, as I've already called in from work. An understanding, merciful boss is a blessing straight from Heaven..
I witnessed a remarkable spiritually significant natural thing this morning. I laid in bed on my stomach, predominantly snoozing and taking in the fresh dawn air from my open window. I could hear a strange "click-click-click" noise below me on the floor. Immediately I thought of that strange insect popularly called the "Clicker Beetle", which, in fact is from the family called "Elateridae". Not to my surprise, I found the peculiar bug suspended in a fine spider web, strung between the floor-level wall heater and a laptop case that has been in one place for a while. There, he struggled furiously to obtain freedom from the cruel, sticky captor. His snub form writhed in blatant anger and frustration, and made the familar "click" noise each time he arched his back. Only a few moments later, and the host of his torment appeared from a dark corner under the heater. Obviously attracted by the struggling motions, the breakfast seeking spider approached his "meal" with unmitigated attention.
As soon as the hungry master arrived at the scene of the helpless prisoner, the beetle began "clicking" with all the more intensity. He turned into multiple contortions and twisted shapes, struggling with all his might to keep the cruel thing at bay. The spider bounced back and forth, frustrated by the constant motion. He eventually stepped back, bewildered, it seemed, by the audacity of his new catch. The "click-click-click" continued without pause, and it looked as if the beetle was getting himself even more tangled. Again, the hungry spider slinked in to the captive's energetic flank, attempting to thrust some paralyzing venom into the unfortunate thing.
Once again the spider was baffled and helpless against the battle his "meal" was waging. The spider tried several angles, literally all around the insect, and could not get close enough without being shaken away in his own web. When it appeared the spider would not give up, I pulled the laptop case away briskly, breaking several ends of the web. The spider immediately fled with incredible speed back to the original corner it had emerged from, vanishing from sight. I left the beetle where he was, the thing seemingly content to just hang in mid air.
Notice a spiritual parallel here? Let me illuminate. The beetle represents us. We can get trapped and caught up in so many different webs of this world; be it sin, possessions, wealth, relationships, even our past and our future. We struggle and fight and writhe in the mess we are in, all the time our vicious captor threatening and tormenting without end. And yet, there seems to be a shield around us, something keeping the enemy at a distance. We may not realize how blessed by Grace we are, even as we attempt to free "ourselves" by our own methods.
Then, in steps the savior. We finally realize we can't break out of this web on our own power. God moves a few spiritual laptop cases, the enemy flees for his life, and we are free. The reason I left the insect hanging? He was content to remain where he was. He wanted no help. Sure, he kept struggling, clicking, and writhing. But it was all on his own power.
Fighting some battles? Maybe it's time to throw the sword down and surrender. Let the real warrior take over, the Dread Champion. You may be surprised how quickly your web will break free.
I witnessed a remarkable spiritually significant natural thing this morning. I laid in bed on my stomach, predominantly snoozing and taking in the fresh dawn air from my open window. I could hear a strange "click-click-click" noise below me on the floor. Immediately I thought of that strange insect popularly called the "Clicker Beetle", which, in fact is from the family called "Elateridae". Not to my surprise, I found the peculiar bug suspended in a fine spider web, strung between the floor-level wall heater and a laptop case that has been in one place for a while. There, he struggled furiously to obtain freedom from the cruel, sticky captor. His snub form writhed in blatant anger and frustration, and made the familar "click" noise each time he arched his back. Only a few moments later, and the host of his torment appeared from a dark corner under the heater. Obviously attracted by the struggling motions, the breakfast seeking spider approached his "meal" with unmitigated attention.
As soon as the hungry master arrived at the scene of the helpless prisoner, the beetle began "clicking" with all the more intensity. He turned into multiple contortions and twisted shapes, struggling with all his might to keep the cruel thing at bay. The spider bounced back and forth, frustrated by the constant motion. He eventually stepped back, bewildered, it seemed, by the audacity of his new catch. The "click-click-click" continued without pause, and it looked as if the beetle was getting himself even more tangled. Again, the hungry spider slinked in to the captive's energetic flank, attempting to thrust some paralyzing venom into the unfortunate thing.
Once again the spider was baffled and helpless against the battle his "meal" was waging. The spider tried several angles, literally all around the insect, and could not get close enough without being shaken away in his own web. When it appeared the spider would not give up, I pulled the laptop case away briskly, breaking several ends of the web. The spider immediately fled with incredible speed back to the original corner it had emerged from, vanishing from sight. I left the beetle where he was, the thing seemingly content to just hang in mid air.
Notice a spiritual parallel here? Let me illuminate. The beetle represents us. We can get trapped and caught up in so many different webs of this world; be it sin, possessions, wealth, relationships, even our past and our future. We struggle and fight and writhe in the mess we are in, all the time our vicious captor threatening and tormenting without end. And yet, there seems to be a shield around us, something keeping the enemy at a distance. We may not realize how blessed by Grace we are, even as we attempt to free "ourselves" by our own methods.
Then, in steps the savior. We finally realize we can't break out of this web on our own power. God moves a few spiritual laptop cases, the enemy flees for his life, and we are free. The reason I left the insect hanging? He was content to remain where he was. He wanted no help. Sure, he kept struggling, clicking, and writhing. But it was all on his own power.
Fighting some battles? Maybe it's time to throw the sword down and surrender. Let the real warrior take over, the Dread Champion. You may be surprised how quickly your web will break free.
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