Mark Wayne – Author and Warrior
Sometimes there is no justice only mercy
Do not allow a spirit of fear to run your life for you are more than a conquer in Jesus! 👊
Yeshua tells us in this world we will have trouble but he has overcome the world. Better yet he is coming back with all of heavens army.
The phrase “Do not fear” in one form or another occurs in the bible hundreds of times from Genesis to Revelation and Jesus says “Do not fear” fourteen times. If I may be so bold as to paraphrase Jesus in the vernacular of today and in relation to our current situation.
There is a peace beyond understanding and I pray this for all who are reading this now in the days to come. It is a crazy, mixed up, shook up world right now and we all need strength to face what this way comes. Treating each other as fellow brothers and sisters, not as political ideologies and social agendas. As C.S Lewis said,
“There are no ordinary people. You have never talked to a mere mortal. Nations, cultures, arts, civilizations – these are mortal, and their life is to ours as the life of a gnat. But it is immortals whom we joke with, work with, marry, snub and exploit – immortal horrors or everlasting splendors.”
“There are no ordinary people. You have never talked to a mere mortal. ~C.S. Lewis #Quote
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I admit in the time of uncertainty with the COVID-19 virus, stay at home orders, social distancing and the conflicting news reports I struggle with my own anxiety. Each day when I awake is another occasion to rise up as a warrior despite the fears that may come.
It is a time of not knowing what or who to believe. So, I will chose to put my trust in this…
And Jesus said to him, “‘If You can?’ All things are possible to him who believes.” ~Mark 9:23
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And if this is true, all things are possible, then I cry out with this refrain.
“I do believe; help my unbelief.” ~Mark 9:24
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The world tells us you to be, what to do and what say. The world lies because our enemy lies and we so easily believe those lies when we are called to be warriors.
In the words of John Lovell, founder of the Warrior Poet Society
Warrior Poets are those who train and fight for higher purpose. Warrior Poets become students of the art of war so that they may triumph when the enemy calls. ~John Lovell #WarriorPoetSociety #WPSN #Quote
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I have shed many tears over the years. Tears of sadness and heartbreak and tears of joy. Tears do not make one weak, they reveal our hearts.
Jesus wept. ~John 11:35
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Here’s to the fighters, the dreamers, the doers and those who will stand up. May we all find ourselves strengthen during this time and at all times. May we seek those who are hurting and reach out a hand. May we rest in the promises of the one who is yet to come.
Do not hide who you were created to be and do not let the world break you, for you are so much more than ordinary! ~M #Quote #Motivation #Encouragement #WarriorPoet
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The above picture is the preliminary pencil drawing on acrylic canvas board for a new horse painting. I am anxious about beginning, wondering if it will at all resemble the image I have in my mind and yet there is the excitement of starting a new painting.
The Beginning – We so often, myself included, hesitate when starting something new. The fear of failure, and even success, hinders our courage to reach out for something more. I know staring at the vast emptiness of a blank white canvas or paper is so often overwhelming at times. While my mind conjures images of what could be revealed on that surface.
The Fear – It keeps us bound, the what, if’s and but’s that haunt our thoughts. Our own self-doubts that assail our best intentions of doing something great. We stand at the door and knock, we stand at the edge of the cliff ready to fly wondering if we truly can fly.
The Courage – Is inside of each of us, that still small voice. That little light that will always illuminate the dark. If only, we would take that first small step. So it begins and failing is not as bad as never trying at all. To reach for the stars and the desires of our own hearts.
Carpe Diem – I encourage you to begin, right where you are right now. To follow your path, to seek and live your life. Allow yourself to fall, to fail, to wonder, to question and to live without regret. You never know, the journey may be even more beautiful and wonderful than you ever imagined.
PS – Share your journey with me, I would love to hear about it and encourage you along the way. Connect with me here on the blog or through email, info@markschutter.com. I am also on Twitter, Instagram and Facebook. I will post pictures of my painting as it progresses and who knows, it just might turn our even better than I hope.
I learned that courage was not the absence of fear, but the triumph over it. The brave man is not he who does not feel afraid, but he who conquers that fear. ~Nelson Mandela
Thinking a lot about fear lately. How it drives us, motivates us and often paralyzes us. We have all heard or seen the lists based on polls of the things people fear the most. These lists often include the following in no particular order; fear of flying, public speaking, spiders, snakes, dying, heights, pain, etc, etc, etc. We also have fears with social and emotional implications; rejection, disappointments, abandonment, ridicule, exclusion, etc, etc, etc.
Somewhere, inside, on a deeper level are we often more fearful of others simply knowing that we are afraid?
To allow our fear to be visible, well this implies a transparency and vulnerability allowing others to see us truly as we are. A matter of trust that others will not betray us when we are transparent and vulnerable. I know there are times when I often do not raise my hand, speak or stand up when I should. I tell myself this is because I do not want to offend or to be considered a trouble maker. I label this fear as one of not wanting to be rejected, ridiculed, shunned or even thought to be stupid.
On an even deeper level I am now beginning to realize that it is true that my overwhelming fear is a fear of others actually knowing that I am fearful.
Does that make sense? What do you think?
I wrote about acknowledging our fears and insecurities in a couple of previous posts which are entitled> You scared? Well… and Fear vs Obedience.
I would love for you to check them out also and let me know your thoughts about fear.
“To succeed when opportunities are presented requires courageous obedience despite the fear you feel.” ~M
~Mark Schutter ©2013
“To live is Christ, to die is gain”, what? How is that?
It seems to me that death often takes me further away from God not closer. Death throws a silence over my faith. So many verses seem contradictory as they seem so unreal.
God is good? Let’s explore that a little.
Can you truly say that when you have faced death, tragedy and the destruction of your world? Can you say that and believe it when you have a never faced the end? Your own mortality? The death of someone you love? Watched helplessly as the final breath fades?
With no one to blame, is evil the easy answer or is it the only answer for the cause of so much pain in the world? The violence, the hate, the addictions, the lust and the greed continue on unabated and good people get hurt because of it. Collateral damage? Innocent victims?
But what about illness, a sickness and death with no concrete cause? Was there a cause, an action that brought about the effect and the consequence? What is the grand design and meaning in that if there are no coincidences?
Do I blame God? Am I angry at God? My life was irrevocably altered. I say I still believe and I go through the motions on the outside showing an image to the world, but inside…do I believe? The face I show the world is that the truth of me? Do I truly believe what I say I believe? What am I left with when I am alone in the dark?
Total utter silence from God? No words from beyond except for a faint whisper of “Trust me”, but faith is the evidence of things unseen, right? Then I should have a lot of evidence.
What remains unanswered is why? That is the question that still haunts my waking and sleeping, but no answer ever seems forthcoming. “Trust me.” Do I only have faith in the finality of that? What is next? The next life? Is it there? Heaven? Hell? Fade to black?
Time to give myself permission. Feel the fear, accept that loss and devastation may come again. “Trust me.” It all makes me tired, so very tired. Life should not and is not meant to be lived waiting for the ‘hammer to fall’. The days and the years go by and the hole remains. You laugh and love again. The moments of joy you so desperately longed for returns, but often failing to be fully present and to live in that moment because of the fear. Juxtaposing the past, present and the future. “Trust me” whispers through my mind while I feel a –
“Trust me”, time to give myself permission to fully live, to be happy and fully love again. Permission to enjoy, to delight, to cherish, to feel everything and accept.
“Trust me”, you are permitted to love God, to accept your destiny, your life, your fate, “I have come so that they (you) may have life and have it more abundantly”.
(This was originally written in October 2008, updated in October 2010 and then again recently in October 2013 as I contemplate the journey of the previous twenty years of my life and I am still learning to believe. ~M)
Its high noon. Sun blazing. You awake in a field and birds are pecking your skin…
an erratic metronome drones as thoughts are streaming
the rocks pierce my back while overhead the blue drifts by
Caw! Peck! Caw! I ran when I should have stood!
my arm across my face shields the sun from my tired eyes
but does nothing to lessen the days burning heat
Peck! Caw! Peck! I kept silent when I should have spoke!
sweat rolls over my temples and mats my hair
my lips are dry my tongue swollen and still
Caw! Peck! Caw!
I cry out in silence for relief, from memories and my own failing!
Peck! Caw! Peck!
my hand slaps the ringing alarm clock next to the bed
suns streams through the shades the heat already stifling
Caw! Peck! Caw! I breathe deep and summon my courage!
shaking away the remnants of the dream I rise slowly
scared another day with my fears and doubts to face
Peck! Caw! Peck!
Mark Schutter ©2013
This poem was written for Free Write Friday from the prompt at the top of the page. Free Writing is using what is called stream of consciousness writing, no editing, no proofing just writing! Please check out Kellie Elmore’s official site or click on the Free Write Friday Image for more information. Post your submission with a comment and link to your blog on Kellie’s blog, post on twitter with the hashtag #FWF, Facebook and join the fun!
Mark Wayne - Author and Warrior 