I realized something as I blogged in my other blog, the one i classify as separate from this one simply because in the craziness of life I find it nice to step back and focus on my real reason for blogging, for living and for my whole existence. I’ve been on the Logos Hope for almost 2 months now and God has just done so much in my life. I work in the engine room, the less than glamorous, underground job. The work strangle hours, see very few people and get covered in dirt job. But i love it. I love it not only because i love working, or the people, or the skills i’m picking up, but because i’m really trying to take to heart the verses ‘Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for man.’ (Col. 3:23) I see so many people I work with who are working with no joy, no enthusiasm and no drive. I also see people so consumed with their job it becomes their purpose for being here; they forsake friends, devotions and community to strive to be the best in their job. it is sad to see people so lost from their calling. We were all created in and for the glory of God, so to see people forgetting that, it wretches my heart. I see a lot of complacency and situation-based happiness; if their daily schedule was bumped around in one way or another their pasted on smile would lose its position and twist into a snarl. I’m not showing the ship in a very positive light, so i would like to reverse my course for awhile, because there are so many good Christians on board as well. People who will be counted faithful, who will get to hear our Lord and saviour say ‘well done my good and faithful servant, welcome home’ when the day comes. One thing i found so profound, so different than the workforce I’ve been used to is the issue of faults and blame. last month in the middle of the night myself and several other watchkeepers got a phone call to our cabins saying that we were needed to help clean up an oil spill in the engine room. Flinging ourselves out of bed and rushing to don our overalls and steel-toe boots we were underneath the floor plates with rags soaking up oil within minutes. We were so excited to be doing work, instead of the classroom training we had been doing for the past few weeks, that was the first realization; people excited to be at work. The second thing was after that night and we had all regained our sleep, we gathered for morning devotions and one of the engineers stood up and apologized for the error that caused the spill. Apologizing. Accepting blame. From a superior. I have never witnessed that before, a person in a leadership position willing taking the fall. At my last job at a certain coffee shop I always felt like the blame fell on me since i was the newest, the least experienced and the most likely to make an error. What a way to show Christ to people, to be honest about your mistakes, a trait that seems so scarce these days. It is my hope and prayer that the members of the ship, and Christians everywhere will become transparent, be able to open up about their sins, faults and errors and to be able to have the humility to say “sorry, i was wrong, please forgive me.” Myself included.
I've heard it said a million times That I should hold on tight to Jesus But I took this road so far from home And distance came between us When I walked away, I knew one day I'd need Your grace So now You'll find me on my knees Surrendering ‘Cause I know that I'm really not so strong And now, I'm done fighting for control Oh, You can have this life That I've been holding for so long I'm learning to fall Let my world crumble You ran so fast to rescue me While I was barely breathing You picked me up, You touched my face And I began to see more clearly Though I'm such a disgrace, You still forgave Your love remains Take me as an offering I surrender everything No more living without You "Learning to Fall" This Beautiful Republic
Faithful to Death 