Living Life In 3D

Earlier this week I posted an episode on my YouTube channel, Brian Evans Unleashed, highlighting the importance of getting busy fulfilling your purpose.  There are three dimensions that we have access to as created beings, and each dimension has the power to influence and shape our destiny.   I’m referring to the dimensions of our past, present, and future.  Learning how to harness the power of each dimension requires the proper perspective.  We must be prepared by our past, planted in our present, and focused on our future if we desire to walk in our greatness.

Prepared By Our Past

As much as we would like to, there is absolutely nothing we can do to change our past.  Unfortunately, many people are paralyzed in their present because they keep reliving the traumatic events of their past.  While the past is permanently fixed, it still serves a purpose as we march forward into the future.  We learn valuable lessons from looking in the rear-view mirror of our past.  We can contemplate our successes and failures and learn from each experience.  In fact, this ability is what makes us beautifully human.   By placing our experiences in proper perspective, and successfully compartmentalizing our failures, we become stronger, wiser, and better prepared to tackle the challenges that will arise when we TRY AGAIN!!!!  This leads me to the next dimension…

Planted In Our Present

The present is perhaps the most powerful dimension in which we live.  It gives us the opportunity to recover, rebuild, and renew or focus.  It behooves us in this dimension to be intentional and…well…present.  Being planted in our present is essentially making a commitment to fully engage with every opportunity that presents itself to us.  What makes the present unique is the potential that unfolds before us with each passing second.  New thoughts and ideas emerge in the present.  Intimacy is forged and strengthened in the present.  Futures are designed in the present.  In the present is where life itself blooms in all its splendor.  However, the tragic truth is in the present things are also lost if we are not intentional.  We sometimes focus so much on the other two dimensions that we fail to fully plant ourselves in the beauty and splendor of our “now.”  Cherish your present, because as quickly as it comes, it flies away.

Focused On Our Future

There is nothing more exciting to me than traveling to the future in my imagination and sliding back into the present with new dreams, visions, and goals.  The joy that it births keeps me light on my feet, especially through the tough times.  God has plans to give us a bright future, full of hope and expectation.   A significant part of discovering purpose in our lives is believing there is greatness waiting for us up ahead, and working hard to make it happen.  The present isn’t always a pleasant place.  Focusing on the future while learning from our past provides an anchor when the waters of the present moment get choppy.   Never give up.  Your future is worth the wait, so start living your life in 3D today.

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Serpent Killers

While indulging my curiosity about a particular biological topic of interest, I recently encountered a startling statistic.  According to the World Health Organization, it is reported (read here) that an estimated 20,000 people worldwide are killed by snake bites per year.  This information immediately piqued my interest, which of course spawned more research.  Even more fascinating to me was what I found out about how snake venom kills its victims.  Without getting too cerebral, our bodies are not equipped to metabolize the plethora of toxic proteins contained in venom.  One bite from a venomous serpent, can deliver enough neurotoxin to paralyze the muscles of our respiratory system, ultimately causing death by suffocation.

Though this is true, there are cases where people have survived snake bites.  Much progress has been made in the field of toxicology, as it relates to creating anti-venom.  By using the very thing that causes death, scientists have been able to formulate a remedy for what would otherwise be a lethal snake bite.

Though envenoming could mean certain death for us humans, amazingly, there are other species of animals that are immune to these deadly attacks.  I like to call them the “serpent-killers.”  You may have seen some of the viral videos of the honey badger, and how incredibly tough this dude is.  Snakes, bees, and many other vicious carriers of venom have little to no effect on this freak of nature.  This guy is so bad, he is able to withstand a deadly snakebite, then kill and consume the entire snake from head to tail.

How you may ask?  The secret is in its blood.

According to a study (read here) conducted by evolutionary biologist, Danielle H. Drabeck, the honey badger’s blood prevents the neurotoxins found in snake venom from binding to the receptors in the muscles.  This prevents paralysis of the respiratory system enabling the honey badger to metabolize the venom just like any other substance.

Of course, my mental wheels started to turn the more I digested this information.  Coming from a more spiritual slant, we all have been envenomed, because of sin.  It all started with a lethal dose of sin’s venom injected into humanity’s bloodstream by the initial “bite” from Satan, “that old serpent”~~(Revelation 12:9), in the Garden of Eden.  Satan and the seed of the woman (you and I) have been in an epic battle ever since.  Even though you and I didn’t experience the actual “bite” in the garden, because we were born in sin, we are still subject to sin’s venom.  The enemy awaits our entry into the earth via birth to try to envenom us as soon as he can with the pain of traumatic experiences and disappointments.  He knows that this will likely cause the paralysis and fatal abortion of our dreams and precious potential.

Much like an anti-venom, Jesus came to block the effects of sin’s venom in our lives.  The Bible says:

For what the law could not do, in that it was weak through the flesh, God sending his own Son in the likeness of sinful flesh, and for sin, condemned sin in the flesh (Romans 8:3, KJV)

When Jesus came to Earth, the Bible records that he came in the likeness of sinful flesh, and for sin condemned sin in the flesh.  God took the very thing that kills us, and created the anti-venom.  Jesus was bitten by the enemies of sin and death so that his perfect blood would contain the life-saving antibodies necessary to heal us of the venom that was coursing through our beings.  When we are born again by accepting the finished work of Jesus, we immediately receive a spiritual blood transfusion.  We are now immune to the effects of sin in our lives.

Our response to all these things, should be a sincere devotion to Jesus, and a commitment to honor God in the spirit of obedience.  When we honor God by seeking Him and His kingdom first, I believe God will honor us.  We are victorious through Christ who loves us, and we have been given power over all the power of the enemy, according to Luke’s Gospel:

Behold, I give unto you power to tread on serpents and scorpions, and over all the power of the enemy: and nothing shall by any means hurt you (Luke 10:19, KJV)

We have overcome Satan and his demons by the power in the name of Jesus.  One of my favorite scriptures is found in the book of Revelation:

And there was war in heaven: Michael and his angels fought against the dragon; and the dragon fought and his angels, and prevailed not; neither was their place found any more in heaven.  And the great dragon was cast out, that old serpent, called the Devil, and Satan, which deceiveth the whole world: he was cast out into the earth, and his angels were cast out with him.  I heard a loud voice saying in heaven, Now is come salvation, and strength, and the kingdom of our God, and the power of his Christ: for the accuser of our brethren is cast down, which accused them before our God day and night.  And they overcame him by the blood of the Lamb, and by the word of their testimony; and they loved not their lives unto the death (Revelation 12:7-11, KJV)

Through the blood of Jesus and by the words that we speak, we are born “serpent-killers” through Jesus Christ our Lord.

We are VICTORIOUS!

AMEN!


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Scar Stories: Revised

How many scars do you have? Have you ever taken the time to count them? Maybe you have one on your knee from the time you fell learning how to ride your bike. Maybe you have one on your hand from the time you were burned cooking dinner for that very special occasion. I find it interesting that every scar has a story attached to it. I’ve never talked to a person that had a scar magically appear out of nowhere without them knowing exactly when and how it came to be. In most cases, the stories behind our scars carry a shameful connotation, with a certain level of trauma associated with them. That’s why we can always recant our scar stories as if the event had just happened, although years may have since gone by.

Flesh wounds usually tend to heal pretty quickly, and in some cases, once the wound heals, it barely leaves a scar. On the other hand, emotional wounds tend to cut deeper, hurt longer, and bleed heavier than the wounds that mar our flesh. Some people even reach an emotional impasse when it comes to the traumatic events that caused the wound in the first place. Growth and progression can even be halted as a result of emotional pain, fear, and anger (among other issues). Merriam-Webster Dictionary defines a “scar” as a mark left (as in the skin) by the healing of injured tissue. I’m willing to say that this is how we most commonly think of scars. However, there is another definition:

“A lasting moral or emotional injury”

Our hearts are designed to be the seat of our emotions. From our hearts, come our life “issues” and how we perceive our world; this, in turn, determines the truth that we live in. In essence, our emotions tend to color our perceptions about life, about others, and about ourselves. Part of maturing in Christ involves knowing how to separate our emotions from the vital decisions that we must make on a daily basis. Whether it’s responding to a family crisis, or responding to a co-worker, we must constantly work to keep the emotional skies of our hearts pristine and clear. That’s why the Bible states in Proverbs 4:23:

“Keep thy heart with all diligence; for out of it are the issues of life”

Even in this, however, things can sometimes blindside us emotionally. Unlike our physical bodies, that begin the healing/immune response immediately upon injury (i.e.-clotting), sometimes our hearts don’t even realize when we’ve been injured emotionally. Often, it’s not until we’ve had time to process a particular series of events do we begin to feel “some kinda way.”

Beloved, I feel an urgency to encourage you right here…right now. Lift your head up. You are NOT what happened to you…you are who you choose to become. As you’re reading these words, I speak healing into your life today. As people of faith, we believe and receive by speaking…so what are you saying?
Yes…your wounds will heal. Yes, they may leave a scar, but not all scars are bad.

A few weeks ago, as I was checking in at the front desk of my gym for a workout session, a conversation ensued between myself and one of the trainers on staff. She was a tall, athletic woman with a jovial personality. After our initial introduction, she told me that she would probably ask for my name a few more times because she didn’t have any short-term memory. Initially, I thought she was being mildly facetious, so I chuckled at her remark. That’s when she repeated what she had said initially, and proceeded to inform me that she was a brain cancer survivor. “Some years ago,” she said, “I underwent surgery to remove a tumor from my brain, which obliterated my short-term memory.”

As she was telling me her story, she proudly turned her back to me, and parted her hair to reveal a scar that traveled from the top of her head down to the base of her neck. That’s when she told me that her scar is a reminder that she survived what should have killed her.

I was taken aback a little bit, because I wasn’t expecting that to be her story. Just looking at her, I would have never imagined that she had experienced that. This set off all kinds of bells and whistles in my mind, and gave me a whole new perspective on the things that we suffer. So, I say to you, your scars are a sign of healing. What once was a gaping, gushing wound, is now proof positive that you’re a survivor. Our scars tell a story of past pain and trauma, but they also testify to the fact that the pain no longer has power over us. Never allow the shame of what happened to you offset the glory that shall be. Your story innately contains a healing salve for others.

It may be true that some scars carry a shameful story, but some scars are salvific, because they bring salvation and healing to others. Where would we be if Jesus had never been scarred? Think about the scars in His hands and His feet….the wound in His side.  Not every scar is a mark of shame; some are considered a badge of honor. They tell a story of survival, salvation, and grace…of what could have happened, but didn’t. It matters not the story behind your scars, just be encouraged and know that you survived what tried to kill you, and now you have a story to tell…

So, what will your story be?


 

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Scar Stories

How many scars do you have? Have you ever taken the time to count them? Maybe you have one on your knee from the time you fell learning how to ride your bike. Maybe you have one on your hand from the time you were burned cooking dinner for that very special occasion. I find it interesting that every scar has a story attached to it. I’ve never talked to a person that had a scar magically appear out of nowhere without them knowing exactly when and how it came to be. In most cases, the stories behind our scars carry a shameful connotation, with a certain level of trauma associated with them. That’s why we can always recant our scar stories as if the event had just happened, although years may have since gone by.

Flesh wounds usually tend to heal pretty quickly, and in some cases, once the wound heals, it barely leaves a scar. On the other hand, emotional wounds tend to cut deeper, hurt longer, and bleed heavier than the wounds that mar our flesh. Some people even reach an emotional impasse when it comes to the traumatic events that caused the wound in the first place. Growth and progression can even be halted as a result of emotional pain, fear, and anger (among other issues). Merriam-Webster Dictionary defines a “scar” as a mark left (as in the skin) by the healing of injured tissue. I’m willing to say that this is how we most commonly think of scars. However, there is another definition:

“A lasting moral or emotional injury”

Our hearts are designed to be the seat of our emotions. From our hearts, come our life “issues” and how we perceive our world; this, in turn, determines the truth that we live in. In essence, our emotions tend to color our perceptions about life, about others, and about ourselves. Part of maturing in Christ involves knowing how to separate our emotions from the vital decisions that we must make on a daily basis. Whether it’s responding to a family crisis, or responding to a co-worker, we must constantly work to keep the emotional skies of our hearts pristine and clear. That’s why the Bible states in Proverbs 4:23:

“Keep thy heart with all diligence; for out of it are the issues of life”

Even in this, however, things can sometimes blindside us emotionally. Unlike our physical bodies, that begin the healing/immune response immediately upon injury (i.e.-clotting), sometimes our hearts don’t even realize when we’ve been injured emotionally. Often, it’s not until we’ve had time to process a particular series of events do we begin to feel “some kinda way.”

Beloved, I feel an urgency to encourage you right here…right now. Lift your head up. You are NOT what happened to you…you are who you choose to become. As you’re reading these words, I speak healing into your life today. As people of faith, we believe and receive by speaking…so what are you saying?
Yes…your wounds will heal. Yes, they may leave a scar, but not all scars are bad.

A few weeks ago, as I was checking in at the front desk of my gym for a workout session, a conversation ensued between myself and one of the trainers on staff. She was a tall, athletic woman with a jovial personality. After our initial introduction, she told me that she would probably ask for my name a few more times because she didn’t have any short-term memory. Initially, I thought she was being mildly facetious, so I chuckled at her remark. That’s when she repeated what she had said initially, and proceeded to inform me that she was a brain cancer survivor. “Some years ago,” she said, “I underwent surgery to remove a tumor from my brain, which obliterated my short-term memory.”

As she was telling me her story, she proudly turned her back to me, and parted her hair to reveal a scar that traveled from the top of her head down to the base of her neck. That’s when she told me that her scar is a reminder that she survived what should have killed her.

I was taken aback a little bit, because I wasn’t expecting that to be her story. Just looking at her, I would have never imagined that she had experienced that. This set off all kinds of bells and whistles in my mind, and gave me a whole new perspective on the things that we suffer. So, I say to you, your scars are a sign of healing. What once was a gaping, gushing wound, is now proof positive that you’re a survivor. Our scars tell a story of past pain and trauma, but they also testify to the fact that the pain no longer has power over us. Never allow the shame of what happened to you offset the glory that shall be. Your story innately contains a healing salve for others.

It may be true that some scars carry a shameful story, but some scars are salvific, because they bring salvation and healing to others. Where would we be if Jesus had never been scarred? Think about the scars in His hands and His feet….the wound in His side. Not every scar is a mark of shame; some are considered a badge of honor. They tell a story of survival, salvation, and grace…of what could have happened, but didn’t. It matters not the story behind your scars, just be encouraged and know that you survived what tried to kill you, and now you have a story to tell…

So, what will your story be?


 

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Morning Rain

Leaves

Spring rains fall swiftly

as  the green leaves sweat rain drops-

The earth’s thirst is quenched

 

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The Alchemy of Love

Seduced

by the Siren’s song

we long to sail the seas of love.

The lyrical mirage of

“Happily Ever After”

becomes the captor

of thirsty hearts.

 

Hypnotic heat

caused by a dearth of fathers

produces fallacious figments

of the “birds and the bees”

the flowers and the trees

Love is a beautiful liar

 

who crafts her magnum opus

upon the canvas of desire, and

just when we’re close enough

to feel the fire

it expires

 

leaving us frozen in

the frigid prison of

a journey insignificant.

Yet, the Siren sings

 

until at last we crash

upon the jagged edge

of reality’s rock.

Shattered fantasies and

remnants of what once carried us

now carries us

into love’s true reality

 

Beyond the illusory

Beyond the fantasy

Beyond the “happily”

Beyond the beauty

lies this alchemy…

 

There is no better death than love.

 

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The Riddle

Who am I?

  • I am the giver and the taker of life
  • I cause good and make evil possible
  • Until you actually meet me, you may think you already know me
  • I’m not a virus, but I can cause sickness
  • Many people have died because of me
  • I’ve been received more than I’ve been given
  • I have no parents, but Faith and Hope are my siblings
  • Although I am blind myself, I’ve been known to show up at first sight

© Brian Evans for Wisdom’s Quill Blog, January, 2015

Figured it out?  If so, in the comments section below, explain how it has changed your life.  Looking forward to hearing from you.


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Glass Masks

Her open wound,

still leaking liquid life,

bleeds beneath her masquerade.

 

“It’s complicated,” she says.

As she tells her tale,

rife with betrayal,

she drops her mask of glass.

 

Shattered shards fill the room,

as picturesque promises in bloom

fracture upon the floor of frayed fidelity.

 

Love is scorched by the sun of neglect,

Her strength is not made perfect

through the weakness of her tears.

 

Her sisters of similar fate

gather like hens to incubate

the hatching eggs of bitterness,

soon to break.

 

“You don’t need a man,” they say.

 

One by one they break their seals,

to speak of pain their past reveals.

“Strength” and “Beauty” are the names

they give their masks to hide the shame.

 

Lies

 

Like little girls with wide eyes

living in sand castles on salt-water beaches.

Inevitably, the tide will rise.

 

The sanguine print from Romeo’s fist

creates a carbon copy from face to heart

as castles of sand erode.

Love absolves itself of all.

 

To her, love’s scent is like a rose,

Always pretty,

Never guilty.

 

So she stubbornly collects her hypocrisy

and incarcerates her pain

behind the bars of her smile

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Passion: The Currency of Happiness

Sitting here ruminating on my Blogging 101 journey thus far, I’m elated as my blog takes on a fresh and exciting new tone.  I couldn’t be happier.  I decided to go exploring, per our 101 assignment, to find a blog that really spoke to me in such a way as to inspire a blog post.  Seeing that there is no shortage of awesome talent on WordPress, I knew this task would not pose a challenge.

I came across a poem called The Everyday Under His Collar,” on Nicole Riget’s Blog.  The poem was about the everyday struggles that salesmen encounter when faced with quotas and rejection; while simultaneously attempting to maintain hopes that somehow seem to elusively retreat into the cave of tomorrows.  Having spent six years in sales, I immediately identified with the misery of fleeting hopes.  Although sales was a lucrative career for me, in many cases, the anticipation and preparation for the sales call exceeded customer buy-in.  I found myself always chasing the big one (the big account, the big bonus, the customer commitment, etc.)  It was exhausting.  One section of Nicole’s poem caused me to poignantly ponder the emptiness I experienced, when all of my preparation for a big sales call ended with the heartbreak that accompanied the “NO.”

“The failed,

the miserable,

the promises;

always of tomorrow.

The tomorrows’ building

into becoming nothing,

not-a-thing,

no thing at all.”

                                                           ~Nicole Rigets

As I read these lines, I thought about the feelings of dread that would grip me some days, just thinking about work.  Even though I was experiencing a measure of success, I was dead inside.  When I compare that career, to the one I’m working now, it’s like night and day.  What’s even funnier is, my current career doesn’t even pay as much as the previous one did; but for some reason, I feel much wealthier and fulfilled now.

Life has a tendency to abuse us in many ways by taking from us more than it gives.  We live in a state of deprivation; sleep deprivation, food deprivation, and social deprivation.  In essence, it’s all in the name of struggling to survive and thrive.  We’re chasing after tomorrows that never come.  We’ve all either been there, we’re there now, or we will be there soon. It’s time for a serious self-evaluation.

What is our life’s ROI?  What are we demanding in return for the time, energy, and money that we’re spending trying to thrive?  There is one thing, and one thing only, that life requires from us before it will give anything back; and that one thing is passion.  I’m not a multi-millionaire (yet), but I possess something now that I didn’t have back then…PASSION!

After reading Nicole’s post, I realized that there is another form of currency that exists beyond money.  It’s far more precious than gold; in fact, if used properly, it attracts money.  We may not be able to put passion in our wallets, but it does hide perfectly in our hearts.  Passion buys more than material possessions, it also buys spiritual treasures.  Passion fills every tick-tock of the clock with meaning, and not just minutes.  Passion is the only thing known to man, that allows us to walk boldly into the storehouse of life, and buy happiness.

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“What sunshine is to flowers, smiles are to humanity. 

These are but trifles, to be sure; but scattered along life’s pathway,

the good they do is inconceivable.”

 

                                                      ~Joseph Addison

 


 

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