the freeman clan has been at westover church for 6 weeks now. welcomed, received and enfolded. so much goes on within the youth ministry that i am apart of. so many people and roles towards the purpose of maturing students in Christ. coming to westover has been a scary transition. it has diverted us to something quite awesome. we now phrase this move, actually our lives past, present and future as discovering our place in the the Story of God. we were welcomed to westover over a month ago but we have been welcomed to the God Show before the foundations of the world. and i might add that Christ is the star of the show, not me - duh. He is the beginning and end of the Story, always central. And my part is to allow Him to live through me so He, the Author and Perfecter of our faith, can continue glory to the Father.

 

yet here i am, where it appears that the plot takes a turn. when you heart sinks at the mid movie crises: am i apart of His Story or not? simply another way of describing a crises of faith. i knew those days would come when fear would jump on the daily pages of life. when i am forced in to being center stage because it is all about me... when i am stuck on me. God’s Story hijacked to make it my own. that is where the cross says no to bondage of self.  that is the point of the freedom of the Gospel... freed from self. interestingly enough he has named me john freeman. it is who i am... not just my stage name but describes my very existence. my daily routine is to be free and therefore open to be a display of the Almighty.

 

so His word to me is: “yes john it may appear that i am not writing my Story through your struggle of day but this is part of the Epic... your difficulties will be the way for you to see my heart for you.”