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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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

The Real Reason Why – I Work Out

On some mornings—after I get done with my morning routine—I like to browse the internet in search of stuff to inspire me to hit the keyboard and write. In my opinion, the best way to get decent at your craft is to practice it a lot. So for me, that means reading a lot to write even more. Pretty sure I have 3 books I’m juggling reading, all at the same time right now, but that’s beside the point.

I wandered over to Health.com and found this fun little article, “The Real Reason I Work Out? Because I Want to Live in Leggings”. Granted, I don’t wear leggings, and I never will (99.9% guaranteed!)—but the article really made me smile.

The article is nothing comprehensive, nothing crazy deep, and that’s the good thing. Because it’s simple and a point of inspiration.

So I decided to write my own.

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Change – Poetry

C are about the chance to take a step into the unknown, if only to get a glance at opportunity.
H ope in the confidence that, no matter what unravels, you truly are secure and it will be worth it.
A sk not if it is doable; rather, what more needs to be done by you.
N ever give in to the regret of taking action—even if it’s not what you expected, you learn.
G racefully and humbly welcome everyone in to your endeavors; forget your pride.
E xpect powerful outcomes and embrace the path you’ve been set on.

Written by: Michael “Bboy Roach1” Roach