Real Talk: The Peacemaker

This Sunday, my Pastor was preaching on the beattitudes, with me hearing about Peacemakers being called the children of God. There I was, paying attention yes, but inevitably fighting off thoughts of the wild west, holding the famed pistol in my hand; the Peacemaker, of course. Given the fact that westerns were never my thing, it wasn’t quite hard to tighten the reigns on my imagination and focus on what was being said. The more I listened, however, the more I was able to draw a link between the two.

Imagine a handkerchief donning, overall wearing, blue shirted, red-necked gentleman, polished sheriff badge and a magnificent beauty Imagestrapped round his waist… the Peacemaker; majestic, silver with a waxed mahogany grip. He patrols the streets on his valiant steed, Dustbreaker, ensuring that the town lies in safety and every cowboy, cowgirl and little munchkin could sleep in peace. All’s good and well, until the dreaded Tartar Tooth strolls into town with his group of lackeys. They cause a ruckus all about and everything seems to be going south for the sheriff.

That was, until Peacemaker comes out.

POW! BANG! BOOM! Shots fired out that masterpiece of a gun, shocking Tartar Tooth and his gang into high alert. If the sheriff wanted a fight, He was going to have one! Barrels bled, pierced by lead as a fiery shoot-out ensued. The sheriff was hard pressed to a wall, but he had a plan. He whistled, calling good old Dustbreaker to his aid. The thunderous gallop of four fine hooves drew there attention just long enough for the sheriff to make his move. With ease, the sheriff unloaded, taking out someone with every shot. Tartar Tooth narrowly escaped, unfortunately. “You will rue the day you crossed pistols with the infamous Tartar Tooth!” he shouted, scrambling up his retreating horse. The sheriff breathed a sigh of relief, recognizing that his work was not done, but for now, the town was safe, and that was all he needed to know.

Corny story, isn’t it? :p

If you aren’t lost as to how this relates to what I was speaking about earlier, then I applaud you! While as children of God, we most likely won’t be pitted up against the likes of villains with poor dental hygiene (although dental hygiene is an issue in itself), we are called to be the peacemakers of our day. While we are not going to be hunters of conflict, silencing them like some vigilante of justice, we can do our part as children right where we are! It’s more than just being the bigger man; for there is no pedestal that we have rights to claim a stance upon but that of death. As children of God, we ought to exhibit love; which means not harbouring hate and unforgiveness, but best of all, encouraging others in the Lord and seeking their happiness, even though it may cost you your own.

Next time you find yourself in the midst of conflict, think of yourself as that sheriff of the west. Don’t let them walk all over you, but as Jeremiah 29:7 says:

“And seek the peace of the city whither I have caused you to be carried away captives, and pray unto the LORD for it: for in the peace thereof shall ye have peace.”

Chao! Love you all as usual 🙂

Detox part 2: Cliched resolve

Detox part 2: Cliched resolve

My family had just left not too long ago, taking with them the fond memories of the times we shared while they were able to spend some time with us during this Christmas season. With them, I’ve decided to give leave to my period of ultimate rest and relaxation; a new year is at hand, and I must be ready!

There have been some things in my life that I’ve let slip through the cracks.. including this blog :/ but not this time! I’m rested, rearing and ready to go. Like the flowers of spring, I will rise up again, fresh, bright and welcoming to the new challenges ahead.. march on!!!

Matters of ‘her’ heart: Outro

It’s about 4am and I’m yet to have gone to sleep. The atmosphere is peaceful, and the breeze from my fan a comfortable chill against my face as I make my final remarks on a series that has been quite enjoyable for me. This is the end of it, yes, for this season of my life has long since been over, and it is only just that I treat it as such. It’s a funny thing, when you have first impressions about people; most of the time, they tend to be true. This experience hadn’t deviated from that truth either.

There was nothing between us.

To be honest, however, I’d say that that wasn’t altogether true either. There I was, a timid, wary young man taking a leap of faith into God’s unknown, trusting that it was His direction that lay my affections in ‘her’ lap. She, standing there alone with the weight of the world on ‘her’ shoulders wondering just who IS this guy? The adventure meandered around desire, excitement and definitely the move of God in both of our lives. I’d like to say that the events that transpired around this theme transformed us; preparing us for the battles ahead through divine planning. I know for sure that I can say that for my side of the relation (or lack therof 😉 )

There was this one key or legend that I always mused and fancied about; that mysterious thing that I couldn’t fathom for the life of me. That one thing that made everything make sense: her behaviours, mannerisms and general attitude. With 20/20 hindsight vision, I believe I see what that thing was. I can guarantee you, however, that it isn’t what you’re expecting. I’ve mentioned on several occasions that I saw so much of myself in ‘her’, through the way that she did things, while at the same time appreciating her uniqueness and the obvious differences that she possessed. I failed to realize, however, that the answer might not exactly lie within ‘her’, but rather in me.

That one thing that really made ‘her’ stand out in my mind had nothing to do with ‘her’, but simply was the sovereign will of our Lord and Saviour. I wouldn’t go as far as to say He willed us apart, as she had a choice in ‘her’ own capacity, but there where parts  that God wanted me to focus on; those that I identified with and those that I admired, for, in fact, He was taking me to a place where those things become part of me. I can see much of myself in ‘her’ because God made that happen for me as well. Gosh I really hope that this is making sense to you all…

I am at complete peace with the fact that there is nothing between us. I’m glad for it! The reason for that is because I was able to not simply discover who she was, but to discover who I really am. For that, there is no recompense that I could ever give. It’s quite interesting that I always mentioned this girl within the parameters of single quotes. At this very time, I believe it was meant  to be so because it referred to someone in particular, but not necessarily the one that I shall be blessed to share life with. I want the real thing, the “her” of my life, put in double quotes because it is someone speaking.

And that someone is none other than God 😀

Who knows, maybe I have found “her” already; that’s not in my hands, but in hers and God’s. I know one thing for sure: she’s definitely worth the wait.

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Detox: 2013 with Zecks

Well, wow. It’s been centuries since my last post, or at least that’s how it feels. What with final exams in University and the hustle and bustle that comes with the Christmas season augmenting my occupation with life, there’s been little (if any) time to relax. There’s been just too much between everyday for me to find myself behind this computer to cleanse myself of the world of issues that plague my usually tranquil waters; even my close friends noticed a slight ‘edge’ within my words… but I digress.

VACATION IS HERE!!!!!

The time of anxious tension gnawing at my lungs, choked with stale air and longing for a breath of simple oxygen is over, and I need not dwell on them any longer. I am now free to breathe, open my eyes to gaze out into the vastness of God’s creation… our Earth is just wonderful, isn’t it? I really was drained to the dregs with my recent endeavours, which from my experience I only realize when I’m lying there feeling like a hollow, heavy log in the middle of the forest with no rations left to me but the grace that keeps me alive. It’s important to acknowledge the seasons in your life where you just need to stop, relax and take a nice detox from all your troubles.

As such, I’ve decided to take a recap of my wonderful year in 2013, slightly because I was inspired by someone to do it, and also because I’d love to share with you guys my perspective on what was, in anticipation for what is to come 🙂

Thinking about it now, I don’t even know where to begin… going in to this year, I was a mess… I literally had to take time out to sort myself out because my emotional state was in shambles; love, pain and disappointment common themes in my life around then. It was these emotions that spurred me toward getting closer to a now very good friend, who still has some ways to go herself in that regard. My walk with God was quite easygoing, and from my viewpoint now, I was just another lamb heading for the slaughter; thinking it was all okay, when the only person I was fooling was myself. That was when, like so many times before, that God decided to step in. I was offered a position as a cell group leader in my school for a Christian club. Honestly speaking, I thought that it wasn’t really for me, but in the end I decided to join.

And friends, I am happy to say I was wrong on so many levels 🙂

The training camp alone was enough to spin my life completely round on it’s axis. I met people whom I view not as friends, but family, was challenged out of my comfort zone and into a place so foreign that I had to trust in God to light my way. Loads of responsibility was heaped on my shoulders, and for the first time, I rejoiced for the trials that came my way. I could safely say that during that summer holiday, I was crafted into a man that God could be proud of; reliable, responsible and seeking more of Him. I was a walking testimony in front of my family, that alone being a blessing.

You all know about my experiences with ‘her’, and so I wouldn’t even bother to get into it, but to say that she had a part to play in my grooming in God’s eyes, along with all the other little pebbles placed in my path to walk on. When the semester began, I wasn’t prepared for the workload that came my way, especially with my new responsibilities in hand. Having come straight off work and into the semester wasn’t much of a help either, but God’s grace still carried me through. It was mid semester when God stopped showing me about growth and learning to place trust in others and not just self, but began teaching me a thing or two about surrender.

Giving up things that you work hard to earn is never easy; you feel as if you deserve it- that you’re entitled to it – when in reality, every good thing comes from Him, and He can ask them of you in a heartbeat. How many of us are willing to give up these things in that same beating of the heart? In all the exhaustion, my life was just a living wreck… it was interesting that God wanted not just the things I enjoyed, but those that I reviled as well.. He want’s all of us, in as much as we should desire all of Him.

So what’s next, you ask? Good question! For now, simply to enjoy all that God has placed in my life in this moment, as well as to ask for direction as to what He would like to see in 2014 from me. I am proud to say that the man I am now is far better than the man I was in 2012, and with that in mind, I’m stoked to see what becomes of me next year, God willing. I hope you are too, for I am absolutely going to be posting my heart out in the hopes that someone can identify with it and be encouraged for the future. Isn’t that what it’s all about?

A most merry Christmas to all, and A bright and prosperous new year to you, my readers. I do pray that I can get to know you all better, and that you all will learn more of me; perhaps things that I myself don’t know as yet 🙂 Who know’s what going to happen next year? God does!

(it doesn’t snow in the Caribbean, so no winter picture for you either :p )

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