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Life Giving Weight
Yesterday I posted a reel about how I love when it rains. I do. I love the freshness. The replenishment. The washing. The filling. I love when it rains.
I marvel at the miracle of rain. Science has identified that “Clouds hold millions of pounds of water because that water is spread out as trillions of microscopic droplets over a massive space.” (Source Google AI).
Even as I have read about the scientific understanding of rain, miracles abound everywhere. One inch of rain equates to 5.2 lbs per square foot; 10,400 lbs for an average 2000 SF roof; 226,512 lbs or an astonishing 113 tons per acre. A square mile, 145 million pounds, equal to the weight of 10,830 elephants. Think about how many elephants you are driving through as you go mile after mile in a downpour of rain. You get the picture.
Ephesians 3:20-21 says “Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen.” Immeasurably more.
Recently my prayer has been, ‘Father, enlarge my faith.’ I find that I pray and expect finite things from an infinite God. I find that I limit the unlimited God because of my limited thinking. I admire people who have the ability to scale their thoughts and expectations exponentially. I am not one who has this capacity. But…I am sold out to the One who can do immeasurably more than my mind can fathom.
“Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.” Hebrews 11:1
Today as you look in the mirror, filled with the complete knowledge of all that you have experienced, do you trust that the Maker of rain so heavy that the weight is crushing but delivered so gentle that it sustains life can and will wash, clean and use your life experiences for growth? This is really a simple question? Do I trust that God can and will take the life experiences that are currently limiting me, and distribute the weight in a way that I shower those around me with love, joy and eternal truth?
All that has been building in you, like moisture accumulated in the clouds, is likely ready to be poured out. Shared. Sprinkled on others in the form of life experience. The paradox of this is while your life experiences provide hope to others, the release of these also frees you from the shackles of life-limiting lies that say no one will benefit from what you have to share. Lies! Your life and life experiences have incredible value. Move them from the liability side of your life’s balance sheet to the asset side, where value is assigned.
I love the rain because of its cleansing and refreshing. Pour out your life and be the source of cleansing and refreshing to those around you. You are needed. Your message is needed. You exist for a purpose much greater than you likely know. Allow God to scale/grow you.
Let’s go.
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This Is Not the Plan That I Have for Your Life!
“When Jesus saw him lying there, and knew that he already had been in that condition a long time, He said to him, “Do you want to be made well?” John 5:6 NKJV
I can relate to that paralyzed man laying beside the Pool of Bethesda for 38 years. Crippled. Watching others walk past him and into the healing waters as they stirred. Knowing that those life-healing waters were so close, and so far away for a man paralyzed or incapable or unwilling to allow the healing waters of God Almighty to wash over him.
I can relate to the Children of Israel, paralyzed by the generations of enslavement, depending on the instructions of human masters telling them what mattered, what to do, how to act, what to expect. Even after seeing the Creator God of all things take the lives of Egypt’s first born, lavishing them with the wealth of the most powerful country in the World, their enslaved minds chose fear and doubt. They chose fear and 40 years of wandering in exchange for the 14 day walk that would have rewarded them with the land promised to their ancestors by the God who never fails those who trust him.
I can relate to those 11 disciples who fled in fear as God in human form, who they had witnessed perform miracle after miracle for 3 years, was crucified on that evil and life assuring cross. As Peter, the man on whom Jesus would build his church, denied him three times in minutes. I can relate to bold Thomas as he doubted and required physical proof after declaring earlier in John 11 “Let us go, that we may die with him (Jesus).”
I can relate to the flawed man who tormented and persecuted God’s early Christian Church because of flawed faith and fear. The man who held the coats of those who killed Christianity’s first martyr, Stephen. The man who God struck down and made blind so that he could and would see. The man that God assigned to be the theological and operational protector of the early Church. The man of action, so committed to travel, preaching, correcting, that God chose to imprison so he would take them time to write the letters of hope, direction and instruction that Christians now read every day and use as life instructions.
I cannot relate to the man that Jesus asked, ‘do you want to get well,’ who then sold him out to the Jewish leaders, hellbent on enforcing man-made rules meant to enslave who God intended to walk in freedom, grace, mercy and purpose. Do you, (insert your name here), want to get well?
“Afterward Jesus found him in the temple, and said to him, “See, you have been made well. Sin no more, lest a worse thing come upon you.” The man departed and told the Jews that it was Jesus who had made him well.” John 5:14-15 NKJV
As I chose and choose to believe and pursue the life that God intends for me, I cannot fathom all that he has and is doing in me. As I sit here and write these words, I marvel that they come from me. A simple man of irrepressible hope. A broken man gifted with the truth of healing. A man perpetually getting ‘well-er.’ More well. More healed. More purposeful. A man that God is making more. A man who said, “yes, I want to get well.” And every day I grow, heal and step into the life of wellness that only Jesus delivers to those who ask and believe.
So, where are you? Do you want to get well? Will you allow me to gift you with the introduction to the only Giver of ‘well.’ Meet Jesus, friend. He is the one standing before you with nail scared hands outstretched, offering love like you have never experienced before. He is the one who washes away the trauma, scars and pain caused by the equally broken and needing that have contributed to your being here, now. “(Your name here), meet Jesus. No need for me to tell him your name. He knows you and has known you before you were formed in your mom’s womb.”
“Behold, I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears My voice and opens the door, I will come in to him and dine with him, and he with Me.” Revelation 3:20 NKJV
Rest friend. The journey to ‘well’ is but a short walk into the precious blood of Jesus.
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Why do I believe in God?
Because when I have been on my knees, broken, without hope, looking in the mirror at the man who had lost his North and his identity, shouting out God where are you, he has held me close and carried me.
As I stood over the bed of my dying mother, pleading for her life with a God that I had been running from for close to 20 years, he answered my pleas audibly with a voice that said ‘your mother will be alright.’ Then he called her home to Heaven. I was so angry because I could not see that she was truly ‘alright,’ for eternity. A promise he has made perfectly clear as I have invited him to rule my life.
When I shouted out that Thursday evening at the breakfast table in my empty house after I had run all those who cared about me away, intending to kill myself with that loaded .357 Magnum S&W Model 27, he heard me and answered me with the beautiful words “this is not the plan that I have for your life.”
When, drunk in a bar just weeks after intending to kill myself, he brought a broken and incredibly genuine Megan into my life. He brought me the person who needed me. Who would meet my needs and would build a life and family with me despite the broken man that I was and that I am. A miracle too impossible to reconcile that I must simply accept.
I believe in God because the miracles of my life are simply too systematic and planned to ignore or cheapen with the assignment of chance. Just too many wonderful lows and unjustified highs. Too many pull-backs from the edge. Too many lavish gifts of love and joy. Too many irreconcilable rewards for a man deserving of nothing. I believe in God because the miracle of a mushroom that will grow overnight. Having watched our 3 children be born and realizing that I have witnessed what man can never create or duplicate.
I believe scripture because I believe in the One who breathed the words as guidance, correction, hope, promise and ultimate love of the sacrifice of His Son, and most importantly his Son’s victory over death as he walked out of the wretched tomb. I believe that Jesus looked me squarely in the face as he hung on that cross and said, “Myron, 1964 years from now when you are born, I will be with you and will carry you through life’s highs and lows for the purposes that my Father has planned for you.” I believe Jesus rubs his hands together, touching the scars from Satan’s failed attempt to kill hope and says, “Myron, I would do it all again for you. But, I don’t have too. Once was enough for eternity.”
I believe in God because of the vastness of the Cosmos and the intimacy of my relationship with him. While immeasurable space is controlled in ways too marvelous to cheapen by writing off as a bang, he hears me. He call me. He assures me. He allows me to continue to make mistakes, knowing that these lessons will be someone else’s promise like I have been gifted.
I believe in God because I know him personally. I have felt his breath. I have heard his voice. I have experienced the comfort of lying in his arms. I believe in God because there is not other way to reconcile all that I have been blessed and entrusted with. I have survived the lies and futility of worldly pursuits that should have killed me. I have been purified by the fires of life that burned the impurities out and hardened this child of the only true King, Jesus. I believe in God because of the love he has lavished on me through the people and circumstances of my life.
I believe in God because of Grace too sweet to understand and Mercy given over and over and over by the never-ending love of the only God.
“For no matter how many promises God has made, they are “Yes” in Christ. And so through him the “Amen” is spoken by us to the glory of God.” 2 Corinthians 1:20 NIV
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They’re Gone
Oh, how I wish that our children 25 years and younger could have seen and experienced the UNITED STATES of AMERICA after the insanity that was 9-11-2011.
I was with a small team of my employees in Cincinnati, Ohio that fateful morning, preparing to present to the Ohio Realtors Association.
The news came that a plane had hit one of the World Trade Center Towers. We all dropped what we were doing and crowded around TV’s located throughout the convention center. Then, the second plane hit and the realization that this was no accident occurred.
There were tears throughout that conference hall. People who did not know one another, except as human beings, holding one another. There were people praying, people crying, people asking why. People. Humans. Fellow Americans. Robbed. Attacked.
It was announced that the conference was cancelled and as quickly as possible we all left. Hugging strangers as we departed. Now members of a close knit family called Americans, concerned for one another. And incredible things were happening. We were laying our pretty differences aside for the greater good of loving, helping, caring for one another.
I lived in Northeastern Ohio at the time and made my way to my dad’s house, that was only 45 minutes away. As I arrived he greeted me at the door and said “they’re gone,” as the Towers had fallen “and they’ve hit the Pentagon.” Unthinkable that America’s center of military operations could be hit. But it was and the horror deepened.
Then I remember the look on President Bush’s face when the aide came and whispered in his ear that ‘America was under attack’ as he read to Her sweet kids in that Florida school. He was a man working to maintain his composure, struggling to hide his anger, fighting to stay in the moment. He was our leader and he was pissed!
Then, news that another plane was headed for Washington and the White House. We all wondered when and where will it hit? Fighter jets were scrambling. Media was trying to adequately relay what was going on with truth, not opinion. Then news came. Americans on that plane had done what Americans have always done in the face of threat. They rose up against their attackers and forced the plane to crash in that lonely Pennsylvania field at the cost of their lives, to save the lives of their fellow Americans.
As the reality of what had occurred began to sink in over those days and weeks that followed, there was a sweet spirit of togetherness everywhere you went in America. People would stop and cheer as fire engines, police cars or ambulances zoomed by on their way to care and protect. Soldiers would be thanked as they moved through stores and streets. Churches were filled with those seeking reason and hope in the face of evil in its purest form, that had harmed and killed the innocent.
The cliche ‘you don’t have to win every battle to win the war’ rings loud in America today. The buildings that were knocked down have been replaced with new, better, brighter symbols of resilience. Water gardens and quiet spaces honor those lost. The children of that day are now emerging as leaders of America’s tomorrow. Politicians scramble for the crumbs of the 1% who are “undecided,” willing to throw away their and America’s belief system for that precious and confused 1%. The war is being won for the minds of America by turning Americans against one another. Congratulations Bin Laden, your long game strategy is gaining momentum.
25 years ago you would not have dared utter the words, Democratic Socialist because it’s devious intent would have been immediately exposed. Any inference that America was not a Christian Country would have been met with passionate rebuke. Muslims, while welcomed to exist within the confines of a Christian America, knew that they were welcome to live but not replace the America founded and guided by Christ followers for 200+ years.
Momentum is a beautiful and scary thing. The speed at which America operates today exposes our weakness to passionate ideals and allows the loud minority to shout down the majority. Lack of cornerstone understanding of who America is creates easy pathways to change our children’s minds. America is mocked in many countries as we sell our souls for faster data, easier imprisonment to debt for the sake of comfort and a willingness to know the words to every current song streaming but inability or unwillingness to know the Constitution and Bill of Rights that created the very freedoms that we rally against.
America, we are at risk of losing the war. Moms and dads, have you forgotten that we are America? It is time to rally for Old Glory for glories sake. I pray it does not take another day like 9-11-2011 to awaken us to the insidious plans and ideologies that are invading the very core that is America’s future. Our children. It’s time for the adults in the room to put down their phones and explain who, how and why America is. And if you don’t know, learn! Recognize that the influencer you are following may be succeeding in their plan to create discontent in your life and in your perspective of America.
“America! America!
God shed His grace on thee
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!”
9-11-2026. It’s time to wake up to what matters. Let’s go.
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It May Look Different
Screenshot There was a man who lived in the path of a coming hurricane. As others fled inland to higher ground, he boldly said “the Lord will take care of me.”
As the waters reached his door, kind people came by and said get in our truck and we will take you to safety. The man declined and boldly said, “the Lord will take care of me.”
The waters continued to rise and the man moved to his second floor. As he looked out the window, some people came by in a boat and said “get in and we’ll take you to safety.” The man refused and responded, “the Lord will take care of me.”
Still the waters rose and forced the man to the roof of his house. As he sat there a helicopter came by and the people shouted “get in an we’ll fly you to safety,” and the man declined shouting “the Lord will take care of me.”
The waters continued to rise and the man drowned. As he entered Heaven he said, “Lord, why did you not rescue me?” And God responded, “I tried and all three times you refused.”
I don’t know the source of this story but I love its clarity in how we ‘seek’ God with a mindset of what the rescue will look like and how it will will take place.
If you are drowning, God sees you and the life raft you are expecting may look very different from what you envision. Trust.
This eagle in the video from Alaska put aside every instinct that it has to accept the rescue that it was presented. Maybe, just maybe it’s time to lay aside your expectations and assumptions and accept the better plans that God has for you.
He loves you more than you can ever possibly love yourself. A great starting point for shedding what is behind and walking into what He has planned and placed before you begins with a mustard seed of faith, that He will multiply into a life of joy, purpose and fulfillment. Faith.
“I lift up my eyes to the mountains—where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth.” Psalm 121:1-2. Love.
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You’re Being Lied To!
Consider that Solomon, widely recognized as the wisest man who has ever lived because he asked God for wisdom and failed! He assumed the throne of his father, David. When offered to ask for anything by God, he asked for wisdom. He amassed wealth that in today’s dollars would equal 2-trillion. (Not even close, Elon!). He built the God’s Temple and a palace for himself like had never been seen. He built and rebuilt cities, walls, infrastructure and could be referred to as ‘Solomon the Builder’ without challenge. Yet he began the burning down of Israel.
I am not an advocate of comparison because as Theodore Roosevelt said, “comparison is the thief of joy.” Yes, as you read about the life of Solomon and how God lavished him with wisdom and riches too magnificent to comprehend, it is easy to be drawn in to what and how the World measures. Solomon was.
“Now the word of the LORD came to Solomon, “Concerning this house that you are building, if you will walk in my statutes and obey my rules and keep all my commandments and walk in them, then I will establish my word with you, which I spoke to David your father. And I will dwell among the children of Israel and will not forsake my people Israel.” 1 Kings 6:11-13 ESV
Most of us would say, ‘Lord, that’s easy. ‘Don’t marry women outside of Israel (intermarry).’ Easy. Check! 700 wives and 300 concubines later, fail! ‘Do not serve idols.’ The wisest many who ever lived succumbed to the pressure and sin of his wives’ other cultures and built high places and shrines for foreign, man-made deities. Fail! Yet, the Omnipresent God, who knew of Solomon’s coming failures long before they occurred, called him Jedidiah, ‘loved by the Lord,’ early in his life and we find the repentance of Solomon in his late writings found in Ecclesiastes.
So where am I going with this? Solomon’s sin began the 350 year downfall of Israel resulting in its total destruction and conquering by Babylon. During those 350 years we are provided the systematic recounting of the dysfunction of the kings who followed him and led Israel further and further away from God. Yet, early in his life and because of God’s love for his father, David, Solomon was blessed beyond measure. Literally.
Here’s my encouragement to you. God knew that Solomon would diminish God’s place and presence in Israel, yet he blessed him. And God allowed Solomon’s repentance. I believe this is one of the greatest measurable failures outlined in the Bible. Yet, it had purpose. God was ultimately honored and his place as the only true deity confirmed. A truth that remains today.
So what have you done that God has decided to reject and not use you? Nothing. God knew you before he formed you in your mom. (Jeremiah 1:5). God knows the plans that he has for you. (Jeremiah 29:11). His timing may be longer than you expect. Sin wants to tell you that God has abandoned you. God wants you to seek, grow, prepare and become his healthy vessel free of the lies that are holding you back. Jesus was our gift who said “your sins are forgiven,” not only to the paralyzed man laying on the mat, but to his friends whose belief caused them to lower their friend through the roof. (Mark 2, Matthew 9, Luke 5.)
Nothing you have done removes you from the love of the Father…except rejecting the gift of Jesus from the Father. Your life is of immeasurable value to King of all kings. The Omnipotent God took the time to plan and create you. He is not surprised where you are right now. He is saying, ‘come, soar on the wings of eagles with me. It is not scary. It is life fulfilling and purpose defining.’ (Isaiah 40:31)
I genuinely believe that arrogance prohibits our inability to accept God’s forgiveness and marvelous plans for our lives. Lay it down. Humble yourself. Rise as the forgiven son or daughter of the only King. Take a step into the amazing things that you were created to contribute.
And Solomon would say, ‘listen to the only Voice that matters.’
Let’s go!
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The Fruits of a Regret Free Life
“But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control; against such things there is no law.” Galatians 5:22-23
I have had such beautiful response to my book, “What if You Choose to Life a Regret-Free Life.” Typically followed by surprise that the Fruits of the Spirit made up each chapter’s topic. Topped off by fascination that I used these pages to tell stories of my life, coupled with stories of observation and hope found in seemingly insignificant things. All designed to remind us that what is insignificant to us is life building and purpose defining if we will allow it.
Now with the pending release of my podcast ‘Regret Free’ on September 15, my passion for this topic and my commitment to share the hope and promise that comes from a life surrendered, grows.
The 5th chapter of Galatians is literally entitled ‘Freedom in Christ.’ And The Apostle Paul does the supernatural job of walking us through the hope, the promise, the freedom that a life surrendered grows into. A life that now uses the experiences of our past for the future of impact that our personal life failings and successes have taught. Replacing and using regret with purpose releases the chains of imprisonment with wings to soar. Our life lessons have prepared us to be the hope in others life. Every person has stories of experience that are hope to someone. Courage is the willingness to be vulnerable and share.
I am so amazed by the guests that have met and talked with me as we prepare for the podcast’s release. Sharing their life stories and perspective. What a gift. They embolden me and rain down hope and joy, and I believe they will you too. My prayer is my book would cause you to pause and see the purposes in your life’s experiences and the significance of the mountain tops and valleys that define each of us.
I am so grateful for the kind words and encouragement so many of you have sent my way. We’re just getting started because our Father in Heaven is never finished with us. He loves us too much to say “done” until he calls us home.
Let’s go. Much to do and many to encourage.
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Regret Free
God is the multiplier of all things if we allow him. I am so delighted to share that I am launching a podcast on September 15, 2026 that shares stories of hope, purpose, impact, joy and faith from people who have lived through the fires of life.
Early guests include a young World impacting pastor. One of Nashville’s biggest and brightest stars brought low by a series of life impacting events, now sharing hope through Jesus Christ, humor and music. A 91 year-old retired principal still serving and giving after losing his lifetime love. A recent widow courageously facing life ahead with continued commitment to the joy and hope she and her late husband shared. A former violent and drug addicted man incarcerated for years who found Jesus Christ and now shares the Gospel and messages of hope Worldwide, while helping other men escape addiction and false identity. An Olympian whose life of discipline and competition on the World’s biggest stages changed overnight.
I am excited to share the stories of these people like you and me who have chosen to accept the fires they have experienced in life and use them to make a difference. You matter and your story matters to everyone coming in your path. Much more information to come.
Please join me in getting the word out about the Regret Free podcast. I promise you will be uplifted and pray that the purposes of what you have or are walking through become more clear.
Let’s go.
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Crazy (your name here),
Can you imagine the mocking and judgmental comments being aimed at Noah and his three sons as they built the Ark?Now for context, the argument can be made that the people on earth had never seen rain. (Genesis 2). Certainly the people of the day had not experienced floods. So it is reasonable to understand why the mob would gang up on crazy Noah and his boys as they built this massive boat for 75 years, + or -.
There is a maxim that says you cannot lead by committee. Effective leadership surrounds themselves with wise counsel and considers the input, then makes the call. I am certain that there were times that Noah’s wife and sons said “are you sure?” And while we are not told this in scripture, I have to believe that Noah questioned God privately; “Father, are you sure.”
The critical point here is that questioning is okay as long as it does not derail the purpose and commitment to the vision.
I have recently been involved with some amazingly brilliant minds and I marvel at their intellect and input. The statement “paralysis by analysis” defines this group fairly well. Their scientific minds consider the multitude of channels that research can take, resulting in no path being pursued. They have recently committed to a path after some good and direct discussions. We’re taking another step.
My point is this. If you are waiting for unanimous and at times even majority agreement, what has been placed on your heart may go stale or may be assigned to a ‘doer.’ Trust what God has assigned to you.
Pick a lane and commit to it. I can make the argument that if it has been placed upon your heart, the ability abides within you. Most journeys are lonely and filled with hills and valleys. That doesn’t mean don’t go. What I encourage you to recognize is the purpose, joy, contentment and realized identity, may be in the journey. The destination may be perpetual until this life is over.
Surround yourself with people who give wise counsel. Then, recognize there is a reason why you were chosen for what has been placed upon your heart. The naysayers were certainly knocking on the doors of the Ark as those floodwaters arose. Trust what God has placed within you. Then, take a step.
That’s enough.
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You left well, Dolly
There is a common saying that brings comfort to each of us who lose a loved one that says “Heaven gained.”
I beg to differ and agree. I don’t believe any person leaving this World, who has a personal relationship with Jesus Christ, will be a ‘gain’ to God’s majestic Kingdom. I believe it is fair to say the Omnipotent Father of all creation continues to gather his children home. I believe it is safe to say that the immeasurable worship and splendor in Heaven grows as saints move from this short physical life into everlasting life in Heaven. I believe that humans, with our limited ability to perceive and after God’s gift of breathing the divine words of Scripture, still cannot fathom what is coming in totality. Life on this earth is but an immeasurable millisecond compared to eternity in either Heaven or Hell.
Earlier this week, Dolly gained Heaven. The deserved accolades honoring her well-lived life have poured in and are a testament to a woman who maximized her time and purpose. I have read comments like ‘she remained grounded,’ ‘she stayed true to her roots,’ and ‘her faith was important to her.’ All true (I think). Dolly was this confusing force because the equation that was her life seems to have be very contrary to who the World thought she should or would be. Famous first. Self aggrandizing. Lavishing herself and those around her with “deserved” relaxation, diminishing workloads, mandatory island or Italian vacations with PR driven photos causing envy and discontent, all supported by carefully worded and strategically posted social media clips and TikTok videos meant to cause us all to long to be her. Ecclesiastes 1 is likely how she would have responded. Meaningless!
I believe Dolly had a personal relationship with Jesus Christ. And because she was a child of the King of all kings, she did not have the option to choose a life expected by a broken World. You see, Dolly understood that everything g she had achieved was a responsibility. A responsibility to use it wisely and widely to share hope and love while living out her assignment in this life. When she realized the God had not assigned her to be a biological mother, she chose to be a mother to millions of children through her Imagination Library and then used her millions to fund a hospital where children could come and receive help and healing. Dolly spoke of her hard early life with appreciation for the life lessons learned and never seemed to accept the victim mentality that the World tells each of us is deserved. Dolly was clearly a time management expert, understanding that whatever years she was gifted in this earth were for purpose and impact. Dolly showed us love towards all while understanding that a life surrendered to Christ was the only reason for living and giving.
Few seem to know when Dolly learned of her cancer. True to the daughter of King Jesus, she seems to have become acutely aware that time was short and committed to giving more generosity, love, joy and hope in the waning days of her life.
So Dolly gained Heaven. She knew she could not earn it. She could not buy it. She could not work her way into it. She simply and completely accepted the grace and mercy offered because her King Jesus, had already bought her eternal salvation…and she chose to accept the gift. I am guessing she took an Apostle Paul-like approach to those final days, getting what she was leaving behind in order to assure that the work continued. I am guessing she was a terrible patient because she cared more about the nurses and doctors caring for her than caring for herself. Hmm, that sounds familiar to how my King Jesus approached his final days here on earth.
“I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith.” 2 Timothy 4:7 NIV
Let’s go. The work continues.
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