I love how God speaks to us and how He gives us dreams and visions for the future. It is an amazing concept that the God who created the universe, and who created us, has chosen to partner with us. I believe His plan is to work with us to display His glory to the world. This concept consistently blows my mind.
What I've begun to notice is how we, as humans, can respond to what God speaks to us. He tells us secrets from Heaven of how we are meant to carry out our part of His plan. Then, we tend to operate out of a mindset that our part is the ONLY part, or the most significant part.
This mindset proves to be extremely damaging when other people enter the story. The temptation is to view people for what they can do for our part of the plan, instead of who they were created to be. One of the main areas this affects is the intrinsic need all people have to be accepted.
This is harmful is many ways, one of which is that we may not be allowing people to become all that God created them to be. If our focus is on how people can help us fulfill God's calling on our lives, we run the risk of diminishing the calling God has put on their lives.
I've been learning more about how the Kingdom of God functions, and there are vast differences from how the kingdoms of this world function. “Outside Christ, people perform to create an identity so they might be accepted. The longing of everyone's heart is to belong. It is vital. But, in Christ, things are different. We start out accepted by God. From that place of acceptance, our identity is formed. And it is out of our identity that we perform” (Raising Giant Killers, Bill and Beni Johnson).
I believe this has happened way too often within the body of Christ, the Church. People come into a group of believers and sense a role that is expected to be filled. Therefore, they pick up that role as their identity in order to belong.
That is a major bummer because we miss out on all of the wonderful and unique giftings of people. God, in His radical goodness, has declared that we all belong to the family of God. He has adopted us first and then invites into a journey of discovering who He created us to be.
First, we are accepted and loved. Second, we begin discovering our true identity as a child of God. Third, we choose to perform out of a place of love and boldness.
Well, that's not totally true... and we actually aren't sad about it :-)We are officially done roasting coffee as a part-time business! It has helped support us on the road, but God has given us peace about laying it down and trusting Him to provide in all things.
We're definitely a little sentimental about roasting coffee and keeping bees, but God's path for our lives is always better than our own. When Jesus said, "I have come that they (we) may have life and have it to the full," He meant it. The fullest life imaginable on this earth is in relationship with our heavenly Father through Jesus.
P.S. We're keeping our roaster in our bus and will continue to give coffee away to everyone we meet! If you can't stand to not have our coffee, you'll have to come and visit us on the road!
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The culmination of my high school years would end in the ‘96-’97 school year. I was involved in everything I could be: basketball, track, band, choir, acting, etc. God was working through all of it, even in the area of women.
I had met a girl at Bible camp during the summer that really loved God. It was the first person in my life (my age) that really loved the Lord and I was attracted to that devotion. We only went on two dates, but from then on, I really knew I wanted to marry a woman that was sold out for Jesus.
High school ended, we broke up and I was off to UND, the biggest university in the state. I kind of always assumed I would find my future wife in college. I heard my parents’ story so many times of how God brought them together. So, I expected my freshman year to be one of finding my soulmate.
I didn’t, in fact, I didn’t even go on one date. It may have had something to do with always wearing a $6 leather jacket from a thrift store (that I still have) and being attached to a guitar. Or, maybe it was that I had long hair and an ever changing beard and sideburn trim. Whatever the case, God kept me from any type of relationship that year.
I got involved running and setting up sound with a church plant that started at a bar. I loved it and felt a part of the band. I also got involved in Campus Crusade for Christ, and for the first time in my life, was living near and getting to know a hundred or more christians my age.
It was an amazing time, but something else was taking off… the internet.
Although the internet has changed the world in many ways for the better, it’s also brought pornography to us with the touch of a button.
The university had huge computer labs (because computers were expensive) where any student could use a computer, but that kind of stuff was pretty well blocked. Unfortunately, one of the four guys I shared a bathroom with in the dorms had a computer.
It was like a gateway into temptation. We spent countless hours playing games like Quake and Warcraft. We chatted with people all over the world, and we had direct access to pornography.
It was way too easy. Before, it was a temptation, but for the most part you couldn’t act on that temptation. Now, it was a few keystrokes and you were there: Countless sites, countless women, and all being objectified and lusted after by countless men.
When I think about where I was at spiritually, it’s so sad. I was really pressing into God, but my addiction was separate from that. It’s like I was saying, “God you can have it all… except this part.” I knew it was wrong, but I was developing a cycle where I’d come back to it like a dog coming back to its vomit (Proverbs 26:11).
I was a fool. I justified my addiction. I made excuses. I didn’t get help, and really didn’t see the need for it. In many respects, I was lost. I would not bring my sin into the light, and so it grew bigger, worse, closer to death. My heart was stone and yet, God was walking with me all the way.
He was pursuing me. He loved me, and deep down in my soul I knew that. Then came Sophomore year...
Hi! We're the Hoeckles.
We're a family of six living full-time in a skoolie (aka a school bus converted into an RV). We are inviting you to join us as we live life to its fullest and empower others to do the same. Welcome to the family!