The beginning...

It's 5:30 am and I have spent the evening listening to Joyce Meyers and painting my bathroom. A couple of things really struck me tonight. She said "What is the thing your good at -  what do you love? Cos that's what you're supposed to be doing".

Well what I love is writing. I love everything about writing. I love the smell of fresh clean paper and the smell of sharpened pencils. I love books. I love expressing myself.

The next thing that became very clear to me tonight - is that I wait till I am perfect to do what I am called to do, I will never get there. I will never be perfect - I am a work in progress. But there is stuff bubbling up inside of me that I just have to express. I don't really care if anyone reads it or not but I kinda hope that someone does.. that maybe some of what I have learn't or am learning can be useful to someone.

So here it is. The blog of a very imperfect Christian and my walk with God. I am not a preacher or teacher. I am not anything very special. I am not even a pew warmer right now. I don't even go to church and have hardly gone for years although that's going to change. I am everyman. I am pilgram. I am on a journey. I have bad habits. I swear. I eat too much bad stuff. I smoke. I drink coffee. Surely coffee is OK? I don't even know. All I have to offer is an honest account of my relationship with Him. Because He loves me anyway. I am the broken cup yet he cradles me and treats me like I am something precious.

So if any of my friends or family reads this - I just want to make clear: This is not about bible bashing. This is not about right and wrong. This is not about offending people. This is just going to be about my journey in Him. He has asked me to do this and no I am not ready. I am just like Moses - "dude, you have the wrong guy!". I am going to get it wrong sometimes... actually probably frequently cos I am the type of person who tries to walk on water in bathtubs. But hopefully it will give people a bit of a laugh and a bit of insight into the life of the everyman christian rather than the perfect preacher on the pulpit.

One day maybe I will write about the last twenty-four years. (Wow I have been a Christian for a long time) But not today. Cos today I want to go from here.

Today God has reached inside of me and grabbed my attention. I don't deserve it. I didn't do anything. I didn't pray, beat the ground, rub myself with ashes. One day I want to get all garbed up in sack-cloth and cover myself with ashes just to experience that. But I digress....

Today all I did was play some you-tube preaching after my best friend nagged me for like three months yet God took that tiny little bit of obedience. That tiny little bit of somewhat resentful stepping out, and just gave me the biggest warmest chicken soup like hug that you can imagine. He met me where I am at in this moment - a broken ugly mug - and said "I kinda like you... oh and by the way, its about time that you started writing isn't it... don't care if your not ready. Just write"

P.S. Buggered if I know how to make this look pretty