Moments – Every Moment Has Meaning

Time.

It’s not a singular thing that we can definitively grasp and say, “Yeah, I totally understand that.” Really, the only reason why we have a moderate understanding of it is because of two simple things: the sun rising and setting every day, and clocks, which were our own invention.

And often times, within the confines of our own crazy lives, we try to put time in a box. Strange isn’t it? It’s akin to trying to catch air—you just don’t!

“This exact moment five years ago was the worst,” “I bet if this happened at this time instead, I would be better off,” or even, “Let’s just skip ahead to this,” are all phrases we’ve either heard or said at some point. It’s natural for us. We want to feel like we “get it”—like we’re in control. We sometimes even go one step further and try to make up imaginary moments to make us feel a certain way—assuming things, hypothesizing events, or trying to predict our futures. We want to master the most confusing elements of time and assign some sense to them.

Let me tell you something, though: time has no master, except God.

And God would like to tell you, that every moment has a distinct meaning, unique to only you.

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“Not Never, Later” – Staying Firm While Being Humble

As I wrote in my last post, life has admittedly come at me tough.

I’ve had my ups and downs, and to be completely transparent, still to this day wrestle with my inner demons. Am I confident today? Will I make it to my goals? Are my goals still my goals? Am I staying true to God’s path for me? Is it okay to give up? Am I a failure?

All perfectly normal questions that we might ask ourselves in times of duress. Let’s face it, when your back is to the wall, you have either two options: fight, or flight, and in either of those options your mind still wants to hypothesize; it still wants to try to guess the end result. There’s something that is worth embracing in these moments though, and it’s often tough to think about when haymakers are being thrown at your face every second:

“Not never, later.”

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Plans – Wrestling with What Is and What Isn’t

“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.” – Jeremiah 29:11

No, I’m not dead. I’m very much still here, actually.

I’m still dancing, and that’s not going too bad for me.

I’m still studying health science in my spare time for fun, still exercising and dieting, and still dating the same wonderful woman I have been for what will be coming up to two years now. If I count all those things, I should be feeling blessed. I should be feeling like I’m more than content, but happy, and not needing of assistance from people.

But in all reality, I’m actually struggling.

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A Sincere Thank You to 100 Followers!

Wow.

Now I know, in the vast blogging world, 100 followers isn’t really that much. But all along, through the ups and downs of writing and figuring out this whole “publishing your own content on the Interwebz” thing, I would always set little goals for myself. Little things like, get at least two comments on a post; get 5 likes; test shorter form writing vs. long form, stuff like that. And as I continued to prod along–even as life like it is right now is kind of crazy–I would always dismiss the amount of people who actually read my work and *GASP* liked it.

I said to myself, “If I every make it to 100 followers, that is a clear sign that I need to continue writing. If somehow 100 people even remotely like my writing, then…God should keep me accountable in moving forward with writing.”

And now, here we all are together, at 100.

So from the bottom of my heart, thank you so much for sticking around and reading. Old readers and new alike, your even paying attention to my writing means the world to me.

As I fight my own fights outside of writing (aka my life, haha), and go through spurts of little to no content production, my Bboy career’s peaks and valleys, and of course, employment and whatnot, it warms my heart knowing this here has, by God’s grace, actually become something worth being proud of.

So thank you, to every one of you, for giving me hope. For encouraging me, even ever so silently, to continue pursuing what God has called me to pursue.

Let’s get to 500, shall we? Why not.

Written by: Michael “Bboy Roach1” Roach

How Happy – Poetry

How happy am I
Walking through a barren, dry land
Even when the dust kicks into my eyes
And not a drop of refreshment in sight

How happy am I
Feeling the call of the wind to go, move
Howling in my ears and so obnoxiously loud
And my legs are cut from under me

How happy am I
Wading through an ocean filled
The waves unrelenting, cresting high
And nothing remains to cling on and ride

How happy am I
Staring at a thousand men, armed
Their eyes, daggers and bodies primed
And all I have is myself and a shield

Still how happy am I
As I fall asleep and awaken from slumber
The sun feeding me energy and breath in my body
And still! There is a promise He has given me.

Written by: Michael “Bboy Roach1” Roach

Morning Short #7 – Clay

8Yet you, Lord, are our Father.
We are the clay, you are the potter;
we are all the work of your hand.” –Isaiah 64:8

Think back to when you were in grade school, and you were playing with Play-Doh, or putty. Back then, it was an adventure—what could you make out of this random, extraordinary substance? Anything you could possibly imagine, right? The scope of what you could create was limited only by your childlike imagination, and as a kid, that’s a really wide scope! So you set to work and put your hands deep into it; you spent what seemed like immeasurable time trying to painstakingly make the perfect elephant, or the greatest spaceship you could think of.

You knew when everything was said and done, and you showed the finished product to your friends, parents and teachers, that it was going to be amazing—the best thing you’ve ever made.

Guess what? That’s how God imagines you, too.

Today, when you put your whole faith in Him, keep this in mind: not only is it just a painstaking process for you to be crafted as clay by the ultimate potter, but it’s the potter’s sheer and utter joy to make you into what you will be! He delights in using his vast imagination—and that’s a whole lot of imagination beyond us, because Dad’s omniscient—and is excited, just as you were, to see the end result! God is absolutely pumped to be working on you, the clay, and He, the potter, because you are an amazing creation, and are being lovingly and joyously shaped for His purposes.

Rejoice in the process of being yet still an unfinished piece of pottery. There’s a whole lot of excitement and love going into this process of making you…you.

Written by: Michael “Bboy Roach1” Roach