Why I Write These:
This is an initiative I started in 2018 to begin documenting my life better. It’s meant to be a snapshot of a day both for public disclosure of what is going on, both good and hard things in my life. It also serves as a record that I hope to be able to look back on in future years. This concept was inspired by my grandfather, Leon Milton Buttermore, who has a memory that I am envious of, and I hope that by doing this I am able to be the kind of man who starts to treasure the things given him.
Godly thought of the day:
Joshua 5:2-5 says: “At that time the Lord said to Joshua, “make flint knives and circumcise the Israelites again.” So Joshua made flint knives and circumcised the Israelites at Gibeath Haaraloth. Now this is why he did so: All those who came out of Egypt — all the men of military age — died in the desert on the way after Leaving Egypt. All the people that came out had been circumcised, but all the people born in the desert during the journey from Egypt had not.”
Okay, this just blew my mind. The Lord is in the process of giving them the land that they were supposed to inherit. This is the chapter where the Lord stops giving them manna because they are eating from the land and produce that is in their land being given to them.
And He does this in spite of the people ignoring the commands of the Lord the last 40 years! They haven’t been circumcising their children, which is how the Abrahamic covenant is supposed to be initiated. They also celebrate the Passover for what seems like the first time, which the Lord explicitly told them to do all the time when they were leaving Egypt.
So they ignored all this, and He still gives them the land?! What a patient God. That just blew my mind. I can’t fathom what kind of patience it takes to be ignored for 40 years and then have the mercy and grace to reinstate the covenants with the people and then bestow the blessings of the land they were supposed to inherit.
That’s just cray cray, God. You cray.
Favorite meeting of the day:
Had a man who wants to get trained in AdWords and got on a call with him. Someone referred me to him, and he wants to be trained – not get me in the day to day of his business. That’s perfect. What an amazing privilege it is that the Lord continues to support my financial needs in spite of the fact that I frequently have no idea what merit I’ve done to earn any of it. Perhaps the point is I haven’t really merited much of it, and He’s just supporting one of His people because that’s the kind of God He is. I hope I steward these clients well.
Hardest part of my day:
Getting out of bed. I had no sense of urgency today. Yan couldn’t meet for discipling, so I woke up very groggily. In fact, I didn’t go to the gym — although I did some intense jump rope this evening — and I just had a hard time getting my eyes to open. But the hard part of this is that I woke up early, and I wanted to stay asleep. Oh, my life is so hard.
Favorite moment of the day:
Getting to go to Don Schaefer’s funeral today was very touching. The man went skydiving at the age of 80. He seemed to have an indomitable spirit, and I was very encouraged to hear about him at his funeral. Wish I would have known him better, but even with his death he touched the hearts of many because of how he sought to live his life.
What was the weather like today?:
Rainy. This is a theme for the week. Lots and lots of rain.
Most unfaithful moment of my day:
I just felt a little gluttonous while I was eating supper. Lately I haven’t been eating super healthy, and I felt it a bit today. I need to get back to some healthier roots. I just can’t put whatever I want in my body whenever I want it. I need to get back to some self-control. After all, if I can’t control my eating habits what will I be able to control that is serious in this life?
What am I currently reading?:
Daily Bible Reading – Numbers 22-24
Dangerous Calling by Paul Tripp – No reading for this today.
Church History by Eusebius – No reading for this today. It will be a periodical read at best.
Addictions: A Banquet in the Grave by Ed Welch – No reading for this tonight.
On the Incarnation by Athanasius – No reading for this today.
No Place for Truth: Or Whatever Happened to Evangelical Theology? by David F. Wells – No reading for this today.
Academ’s Fury by Jim Butcher – Read this tonight and encouraged with the overall lack of anything to be concerned about! The book is quite good. Very intriguing characters. I hope he doesn’t ruin it with untenable situations that I can’t read. But great pace so far!
What was for dinner?:
Chipotle. Haven’t had a big burrito in a while. Luke and I were on the way to watch Black Panther and it was tasty. But I also felt fat eating it.
Song of the day:
Christ the Sure and Steady Anchor by Matt Boswell – I love the last stanza about facing the “wave of death” and when “these trials give way to glory, as we draw our final breath. We will cross that great horizon, clouds behind and life secure. And the calm will be the better for the storms that we endure.” This life beats upon you a bit, doesn’t it? Some nights I’d love to give in. To go out and get drunk, have sex, and just give in to the world. It would be so easy. But there’s a calm waiting out there some day. And I’ll enjoy it blissfully for eternity if I endure the storm. And, of course, my comfort as the song suggests is not that I will endure the storm so much as my anchor will keep me secure through it. A beautiful song!
Quote of the day:
“If we try to run that race on our own, it feels as if we have concrete blocks for shoes and a backpack of bricks on our backs.” — Brad Wheeler
Brad was talking about Don Schaefer’s life, a member of UBC who had his funeral today, and Don loved to run. Brad pointed out so poignantly how Don chose not to run in his own power, because his own power would have been so limited. And in his final days and weeks as cancer came over him, he ran so well in a supernatural kind of grace.
I’m so grateful for UBC, which has taught me the value of gathering for funerals. Man’s life is a vapor. A breath. These moments remind me to cherish them and realize that they are so fleeting. I shant wait for tomorrow, for I cannot guarantee tomorrow. Instead, I trade my concrete blocks and backpack of bricks to try and run the race as Don ran it before me. I’m grateful for his testimony that he has left, and as these great cloud of witnesses gather around me to watch my life and cheer me on, I fix my eyes on the Savior and run forward light and nimble of foot equipped with the sandals of the Gospel, which seem to have wings on them.
Prayer of the day:
Oh, father. I have but one breath to serve you. One breath at a time, at least. Thank you for Don’s testimony. I pray that as you have now greeted Him in eternity and welcomed him in as a good and faithful servant, that I would take heart and run the race. Lord, thank you for the encouragement that it is to see saints die so well. It gives a young man confidence that this faith will not be of little value in his final hours, whenever they may come. I am so encouraged to see how a man who has faith in a confident, victorious Savior can die with such peace and joy upon his heart. God, give me the boldness to tell others about this security that only you, the patient God can provide. God, even when we forget your commands, your great anchor runs even deeper still and helps reinstate the signs of your covenant so that we might enter your presence full of confidence because Jesus will present us blameless and with great joy before your throne.