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2026-01-20

Entrusting What I Cannot See

As the Day Ends

As the day draws to a close, the soul often revisits moments that still feel unresolved. Questions linger that did not find answers, prayers that seem unfinished, outcomes that remain unclear. Into this quiet space comes a steadying truth: God alone knows the ultimate objective to which He aligns every divine act on behalf of His children. Scripture does not deny mystery; it places mystery within the hands of a just and faithful God. Elihu’s words in Job remind us of something essential as we prepare for rest: “Surely God does not do wickedly, and the Almighty does not pervert justice” (Job 34:12). When the day has felt unfair or confusing, this confession becomes a place to lay down our striving.

Job 34 presses us to consider scale and sovereignty. “If it were His intention and He withdrew His Spirit and breath, all mankind would perish together” (Job 34:14–15). These verses are not meant to frighten us, but to reorient us. The God who sustains every breath is not careless with His power. His governance of the universe is neither impulsive nor cruel. As the evening settles in, this perspective gently loosens our grip on the illusion that we must understand everything in order to trust Him. Divine justice operates on a horizon wider than our day and deeper than our circumstances.

Jeremiah 29:11 brings that vast sovereignty into tender focus. “For I know the plans I have for you… plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.” These words were first spoken to a people in exile, not comfort. God’s assurance did not remove them from difficulty; it anchored them within it. As the day ends, this promise invites us to reinterpret our unanswered questions not as signs of abandonment, but as spaces where God’s future is still unfolding. Hope is not denial of pain; it is confidence in God’s intent.

Psalm 113 completes this evening meditation by holding together transcendence and nearness. “Who is like the LORD our God, who sits enthroned on high, yet stoops down to look on the heavens and the earth?” (Psalm 113:5–6). The God who governs all things also bends close to attend to His children. This is the posture we rest in tonight—not a distant ruler, but a majestic Father who sees, knows, and remains present. As sleep approaches, faith becomes an act of release. We entrust what we cannot resolve to the One who never sleeps nor grows weary.

Triune Prayer

Almighty God, You are just in all Your ways and faithful in all You do. As I bring this day to a close, I acknowledge that my understanding is limited, but Your wisdom is complete. I thank You that You never act without purpose and never govern without compassion. When today has raised questions I cannot answer, help me rest in Your character rather than my conclusions. I release my concerns into Your care, trusting that You see the whole when I can only see the part. Quiet my anxious thoughts and remind me that Your justice is never delayed nor misdirected.

Jesus, Christ, Son of God, I thank You that You entered fully into our human uncertainty and bore its weight with obedience and trust. You entrusted Yourself to the Father even when the path led through suffering. As I reflect on this day, teach me to follow Your example of surrender. Where I have tried to control outcomes or protect myself through worry, I place those moments at the foot of the cross. Thank You that through You I am not abandoned to chance but held within redemption. Let Your peace guard my heart as I rest tonight.

Holy Spirit, Spirit of Truth and Helper, I welcome Your gentle work as I prepare for sleep. Settle my mind where it has raced, and soothe my heart where it has been strained. Remind me of what is true when emotions distort perspective. As I rest, continue Your quiet work of aligning my thoughts with God’s purposes. I remain open to Your guidance, trusting that even in sleep You are renewing my strength and anchoring my soul in hope.

Thought for the Evening
As you rest tonight, entrust every unresolved question to the God who sees the end from the beginning and remains faithful in every moment between.

For further reflection on trusting God’s sovereignty and justice, consider this article from Ligonier Ministries:
https://www.ligonier.org/learn/articles/gods-sovereignty-and-our-trust

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2026-01-09

Between Promise and Wilderness

On Second Thought

Scripture Reading: 1 Samuel 19:1–12
Key Verse: “But as for you, you meant evil against me; but God meant it for good, in order to bring it about as it is this day, to save many people alive.” Genesis 50:20

Few spiritual questions surface more persistently in the life of faith than this one: What is God up to? It usually emerges not in moments of celebration, but in seasons of confusion—when obedience seems unrewarded, when divine promises appear delayed, and when faithfulness leads not to clarity but to exile. Scripture is remarkably honest about these seasons. David is anointed king while still a shepherd, yet instead of a throne he receives a decade of flight, betrayal, and hiding. Joseph dreams of authority and blessing, only to descend into slavery and imprisonment for thirteen long years. The pattern is unsettling precisely because it is familiar. God speaks clearly, then appears to act slowly.

The tension between promise and experience is not evidence of divine cruelty, nor is it a cosmic joke played on trusting hearts. It is the crucible in which faith is clarified. In 1 Samuel 19, David has done nothing to deserve Saul’s murderous intent. He has served faithfully, fought bravely, and honored the king. Yet Saul’s jealousy turns David’s obedience into a liability. David escapes through a window, slipping into the wilderness not because he sinned, but because he was faithful. That detail matters. Scripture quietly dismantles the assumption that obedience guarantees ease. Instead, it reveals a God who works deeply before He works visibly.

Genesis 50:20 offers one of the clearest theological lenses for interpreting these seasons. Joseph, looking back on betrayal, injustice, and loss, does not deny the evil done to him. He names it plainly. Yet he also affirms a larger reality at work simultaneously. What others intended for harm, God meant—the Hebrew ḥāshav, to plan or weave—for good. This is not God reacting after the fact. It is God sovereignly working through human choices without authoring evil Himself. Scripture holds these truths together without apology. God is in control, and human beings are morally responsible.

This leads to the first anchoring truth for the believer in uncertainty: God is in control. The biblical witness consistently rejects the idea that life is governed by randomness or blind fate. The God revealed in Scripture is omniscient, purposeful, and never caught off guard. David’s flight was not a derailment of God’s plan but part of its formation. Joseph’s prison was not a delay in God’s promise but the path through which God preserved many lives. Control, however, does not always feel comforting when we misunderstand its purpose.

Which brings us to the second truth: the God who is in control is working for good and for His glory. The conflict arises because God’s definition of “good” often differs from ours. We tend to equate good with comfort, speed, and resolution. God often defines good as formation, depth, and endurance. Scripture repeatedly shows God using adversity, silence, temptation, and testing not to diminish His servants but to enlarge their capacity for faithfulness. The wilderness is not wasted space in the economy of God. It is where trust is refined and dependence is relearned.

The third truth presses even further: God’s work in our wilderness is rarely for us alone. Joseph’s suffering became the means by which entire nations were preserved. David’s years on the run shaped him into a shepherd-king who understood weakness, mercy, and reliance on God. In ways we cannot yet see, personal trials often become communal blessings. God is weaving individual obedience into a much larger redemptive tapestry. The question shifts from “Why is this happening to me?” to “How might God be at work through this for others?”

Faith, then, is not passive resignation but active trust. It is choosing to believe that God is present and purposeful even when the path makes little sense. It is learning to bless others while walking through our own wilderness. Scripture never romanticizes these seasons, but it does redeem them. The God who calls also sustains, and the God who delays is never absent.

On Second Thought

Here is the paradox that often goes unnoticed: the very seasons we label as interruptions to God’s plan are frequently the means by which His plan is fulfilled. We assume that clarity precedes obedience, yet Scripture consistently shows obedience unfolding amid obscurity. David did not understand why obedience led to exile, nor did Joseph grasp why integrity resulted in chains. Yet both learned something essential in the waiting—that God’s purposes are not always revealed in advance, only in hindsight. The wilderness trains us to trust the character of God apart from immediate outcomes.

On second thought, perhaps the question “What is God up to?” is less about uncovering a hidden strategy and more about discerning a faithful presence. God may not explain the path, but He reveals Himself along it. The delay itself becomes a teacher, stripping away illusions of control and replacing them with deeper reliance. What feels like God’s absence may actually be His restraint—refusing to rush outcomes that would stunt our formation. In that sense, the wilderness is not where God forgets us, but where He prepares us to steward what He has promised. Faith matures not by seeing the end clearly, but by walking faithfully when the end is still hidden.

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Unshaken: A Man’s Journey to Unwavering Faith in a Turbulent World

744 words, 4 minutes read time.

The Lord is my light and my salvation—whom shall I fear? The Lord is the stronghold of my life—of whom shall I be afraid? (Psalm 27:1, NIV)

Introduction

Living in a world filled with uncertainty and chaos can leave even the most devoted believers feeling shaken. It’s easy to lose sight of our faith when faced with the unknowns of life. But what if we told you that it’s possible to walk through life with unwavering confidence, no matter the storm? In this devotional, we’ll explore how to cultivate an unshakeable faith in a turbulent world.

Unwavering Faith: The Foundation of a Life Well-Lived

Psalm 27:1 reminds us that God is our light and salvation. But what does it mean to be saved? Is it just about avoiding sin, or is it something more profound? According to the psalmist, being saved means finding strength in our Lord. It’s a declaration of trust that says, “I will not be afraid because You are with me.”

When we put our faith in God, we’re not just relying on His power; we’re also surrendering our own self-reliance. We acknowledge that we can’t fix everything on our own and that we need a higher authority to guide us through life’s challenges.

Practical Applications

A practical way to cultivate this unshakeable faith is to practice gratitude. When faced with uncertainty, take time to reflect on the good things in your life. Focus on God’s promises and His character. Write down three things you’re thankful for each day, and watch how your perspective shifts.

Another key aspect of unwavering faith is vulnerability. It takes courage to admit when we’re scared or unsure. But by sharing our struggles with trusted friends, family, or a spiritual mentor, we can begin to see that we’re not alone. We can learn from others who have walked through similar experiences and find comfort in their stories.

Real-Life Relevance

Unwavering faith isn’t just about abstract concepts; it’s also about living out our faith in the midst of real-life challenges. When faced with a difficult decision, ask yourself: “What would my faith look like if I chose to trust God?” or “How can I apply God’s Word to this situation?”

Unwavering faith is not about being fearless; it’s about facing our fears head-on while trusting in God’s goodness. It’s about recognizing that our lives are not our own, but rather a reflection of God’s character. As we walk through life with unwavering confidence, we’ll find that our relationships, work, and even our daily routines become more meaningful and purposeful.

Reflection / Challenge

  • What are three things you’re thankful for today?
  • In what ways have you been relying on your own strength or self-reliance lately? How can you surrender those areas to God’s power?
  • Can you think of a recent challenge or uncertainty in your life where you could apply the concept of unwavering faith? How will you choose to trust God in that situation?

Prayer / Closing

This is the day the Lord has made; we will rejoice and be glad in it.

(Psalm 118:24, NIV)

Dear Heavenly Father, today I ask that You would help me to see my life through Your eyes. Give me courage to trust You even when I’m scared or unsure. Help me to surrender my own strength and rely on Your power. In Jesus’ name, Amen.

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When God Calls You to Lead Through the Unknown: 3 Battlefield Lessons from Joseph’s 90-Mile March to Bethlehem

3,096 words, 16 minutes read time.

I’ve been thinking about Joseph lately. Not the flashy coat guy—the other one. The carpenter who got handed the most impossible assignment in human history: “Hey, your fiancée is pregnant, but it’s not yours, and by the way, you need to protect the Son of God.” No pressure, right?

If you’ve ever felt the weight of responsibility crushing your shoulders, if you’ve ever had to lead when you didn’t have all the answers, if you’ve ever wondered how to be strong when everything feels uncertain—then Joseph’s journey to Bethlehem has something to teach you. This isn’t just a Christmas card story. It’s a masterclass in masculine faith under fire.

I want to walk you through three hard-won lessons from that brutal 90-mile trek from Nazareth to Bethlehem. These aren’t feel-good platitudes. They’re battlefield tactics for when God calls you to step up and lead through the chaos. Because here’s the truth: God often calls men to protect what’s precious precisely when the path forward looks impossible.

Joseph’s Silent Strength: When Real Leadership Doesn’t Need Words

I’ve noticed something about Joseph that hits me right in the gut every time I read these passages. In the entire biblical account, Joseph never speaks. Not one word. Matthew and Luke record his actions, his obedience, his protection of Mary and Jesus—but they never record him saying anything. And brother, that silence speaks volumes about the kind of man he was.

Think about it. Most of us men feel the need to explain ourselves, to justify our decisions, to make sure everyone knows we’re in charge. I know I do. When I’m leading my family through a tough decision, I want to lay out my reasoning, defend my position, make sure everyone understands why I’m doing what I’m doing. But Joseph? He just acts. When the angel tells him to take Mary as his wife, he does it. When the government demands he travel to Bethlehem for a census, he goes. When another dream warns him to flee to Egypt, he packs up in the middle of the night.

This wasn’t passive silence—this was the silence of a man who understood that sometimes leadership means shutting up and doing the work. It’s like a master craftsman at his bench. He doesn’t need to announce every cut he makes or explain why he’s using a particular joint. His work speaks for itself. Joseph was that kind of man, and in a world full of loud voices and empty promises, we need more men like him.

Consider the cultural powder keg Joseph was navigating. In first-century Jewish society, honor and shame weren’t abstract concepts—they were social currency. Mary’s pregnancy before the wedding ceremony would have been scandalous beyond our modern comprehension. The law allowed for public disgrace, even stoning. Joseph had every legal right to expose her, to protect his own reputation, to walk away clean.

But Matthew 1:19 tells us Joseph was a “righteous man” who didn’t want to disgrace her publicly. He planned to divorce her quietly. Even before the angel’s intervention, Joseph chose protection over self-preservation. He chose her honor over his own vindication. That’s the kind of strength I’m talking about—the strength to absorb the blow so someone else doesn’t have to.

The Greek word used for “righteous” here is “dikaios,” which means more than just following rules. It implies a man aligned with God’s character, someone who embodies justice tempered with mercy. Joseph could have been technically right and morally wrong. Instead, he chose the harder path—the path of sacrificial protection.

I think about this when I’m facing decisions that affect my family. How often do I choose the path that makes me look good versus the path that protects those under my care? How often do I prioritize being right over being righteous? Joseph’s example cuts through my excuses like a hot knife through butter.

The journey to Bethlehem itself reveals more of Joseph’s character. Put yourself in his sandals for a moment. Your wife is nine months pregnant. The Roman government—the occupying force that has crushed your people under its boot—demands you travel 90 miles through bandit-infested territory to register for a tax census. The safe thing, the reasonable thing, would be to find an exemption. Surely a pregnant woman could stay home?

But Joseph goes. Why? Because sometimes obedience to earthly authority is part of our witness. Paul would later write in Romans about submitting to governing authorities. Joseph lived it out decades before Paul penned those words. He didn’t protest, didn’t complain (at least not that we’re told), didn’t use Mary’s condition as an excuse. He simply prepared for the journey and led his family forward.

This is construction-site leadership. When you’re pouring a foundation, you don’t get to wait for perfect weather. You work with what you’ve got. You adapt. You protect your crew from the elements as best you can, but the work must go on. Joseph understood this. He couldn’t change the census decree. He couldn’t make the journey shorter. He couldn’t guarantee comfortable accommodations in Bethlehem. But he could be faithful with what was in his control: getting his family safely from point A to point B.

The Cost of Obedience: When Following God Disrupts Everything

Let me be straight with you—obedience to God will wreck your five-year plan. If you’re looking for a faith that fits neatly into your life without messing up your schedule, your finances, or your reputation, then you’re looking for something other than biblical Christianity. Joseph’s journey to Bethlehem is Exhibit A in God’s habit of calling men to costly obedience.

Think about what this census meant for Joseph’s livelihood. He was a “tekton” in Greek—traditionally translated as carpenter, but really meaning a construction worker, someone who worked with wood and stone. In a world without power tools, building a reputation and client base took years of consistent work. Every day away from Nazareth was a day not earning, not building relationships with customers, not teaching apprentices. This wasn’t a vacation; it was an economic disruption.

I’ve been there. Maybe you have too. That moment when following God’s call means walking away from the secure job, the familiar routine, the predictable income. It’s like being asked to dismantle the engine you just spent months rebuilding because God has a different vehicle in mind. Everything in you screams that this is inefficient, wasteful, even irresponsible. But obedience rarely follows the rules of human efficiency.

The timing of the census adds another layer of difficulty. Mary is “great with child” as Luke puts it. Any man who’s been through pregnancy with his wife knows the anxiety of those final weeks. You’re checking for signs of labor, making sure the midwife is on standby, keeping everything ready for that moment when it all kicks off. Now imagine loading your nine-months-pregnant wife onto a donkey for a week-long journey through rough terrain.

This wasn’t just inconvenient—it was dangerous. Ancient travel was hazardous under the best circumstances. Bandits prowled the roads between cities. The terrain between Nazareth and Bethlehem includes significant elevation changes. There were no hospitals along the way, no emergency services to call. If Mary went into labor on the road, Joseph would have to handle it with whatever help he could find from fellow travelers or nearby villagers.

But here’s what grips me about Joseph: he doesn’t negotiate with God. He doesn’t say, “Lord, I’ll go after the baby is born.” He doesn’t look for loopholes in the census law. He counts the cost and pays it. This is the kind of radical obedience that separates spiritual boys from spiritual men.

The physical journey itself would have been grueling. Having made similar trips through that terrain, I can tell you it’s not a casual stroll. The route from Nazareth to Bethlehem covers approximately 90 miles, depending on the path taken. In good conditions, with a healthy person walking, you might cover 20 miles a day. With a pregnant woman? Maybe 10-15 miles on a good day. We’re talking about a week or more of travel.

Each night would bring its own challenges. Where to sleep? Travelers often camped in the open or sought shelter in caves. How to keep Mary comfortable? The basic provisions they could carry would have been minimal—bread, dried fish, water skins, a few blankets. Every morning meant packing up and facing another day of dust, sun, and uncertainty.

I think about Joseph watching Mary’s discomfort increase with each passing mile. Any husband knows the helpless feeling of watching your wife in pain and not being able to fix it. Yet he pressed on. Why? Because sometimes obedience means leading your family through discomfort toward a purpose you can’t fully see yet.

The economic cost extended beyond lost wages. Travel required money—food for the journey, fodder for the donkey, potentially tolls or fees along the way. The census itself was about taxation, adding insult to injury. Joseph was spending money he probably couldn’t spare to register for taxes he didn’t want to pay to an empire he didn’t choose to serve.

But this is where Joseph’s faith shines brightest. He understood something we often forget: God’s commands don’t come with exemption clauses for inconvenience. When God says move, you move. When earthly authority aligns with God’s greater purpose (even unknowingly), you submit. Not because it’s easy or comfortable or makes sense, but because faithfulness is measured in obedience, not outcomes.

This challenges me to my core. How often do I treat God’s commands like suggestions, weighing them against my comfort and convenience? How often do I delay obedience until the timing suits me better? Joseph’s immediate, costly obedience exposes my excuses for what they are—failures of faith dressed up as wisdom.

Providence in the Chaos: Finding God’s Hand in Life’s Detours

Brothers, if there’s one thing I’ve learned from walking with God, it’s this: His GPS doesn’t work like ours. We want the fastest route with no traffic. God often takes us on what looks like detours through construction zones, only to reveal later that the “delay” was the whole point. Joseph’s journey to Bethlehem is the perfect example of divine providence disguised as government bureaucracy.

On the surface, this whole situation looks like a cosmic comedy of errors. A census forces a pregnant woman to travel at the worst possible time. They arrive in Bethlehem only to find no room anywhere. The Son of God is born in what was likely a cave used for sheltering animals, laid in a feeding trough. If you were scripting the entrance of the Messiah, this isn’t how you’d write it.

But pull back the lens and watch God’s sovereignty at work. Seven hundred years before Joseph loaded Mary onto that donkey, the prophet Micah wrote, “But you, O Bethlehem Ephrathah, who are too little to be among the clans of Judah, from you shall come forth for me one who is to be ruler in Israel” (Micah 5:2). God used a pagan emperor’s tax grab to fulfill ancient prophecy. Caesar Augustus thought he was flexing Roman might. In reality, he was an unwitting servant moving chess pieces on God’s board.

This is what I mean by providence in the chaos. Caesar didn’t know about Micah’s prophecy. He didn’t care about Jewish messiahs or ancient promises. He wanted an accurate count for taxation. But God specializes in using the plans of kings and rulers to accomplish His purposes. Proverbs 21:1 says, “The king’s heart is a stream of water in the hand of the LORD; he turns it wherever he will.”

Think about that for a minute. The most powerful man in the known world issues a decree that disrupts millions of lives, and behind it all, God is directing the stream toward His intended destination. Joseph and Mary probably didn’t feel the providence in the moment. They felt the ache in their feet, the dust in their throats, the anxiety of finding shelter. But they were walking in the very center of God’s will.

I’ve lived this truth more times than I can count. The job loss that led to a better position. The closed door that redirected me toward God’s actual plan. The inconvenient move that positioned our family for unexpected ministry. What looked like chaos was actually divine choreography. But here’s the catch—you rarely see it in real time. Providence requires the rearview mirror.

Consider the “no room in the inn” situation. The Greek word Luke uses is “kataluma,” which can mean inn, but more likely refers to a guest room. Bethlehem was Joseph’s ancestral home—he probably had relatives there. But the census had brought many descendants of David back to town. The guest rooms were full. So they ended up in the lower level where animals were kept, possibly a cave adjacent to a house.

From our perspective, this seems like failure. The King of Kings born in a barn? But God’s perspective is different. The shepherds—religious and social outcasts—could approach a cave more easily than a house. The manger, a feeding trough, becomes a profound symbol: Jesus, the Bread of Life, placed where food goes. What looked like plan B was actually plan A all along.

This reshapes how I view the detours in my own journey. That career path that got derailed? Maybe God was protecting me from something I couldn’t see. The ministry opportunity that fell through? Perhaps God had a different field for me to plow. Joseph’s journey teaches me that faith isn’t about understanding the route—it’s about trusting the Navigator.

There’s another layer of providence here that speaks to the spiritual warfare every man faces. Herod the Great ruled in Jerusalem, paranoid and murderous. If Jesus had been born in the capital city, in a palace or prominent house, Herod would have known immediately. The humble circumstances weren’t just fulfilling prophecy about the Messiah’s lowly birth—they were providing tactical cover. God hid His Son in plain sight, protected by obscurity.

Joseph would later need this lesson when angels warned him to flee to Egypt. The gifts of the Magi—gold, frankincense, and myrrh—suddenly make sense not just as worship offerings but as travel funds for refugees. God’s providence extends beyond getting us to the right place; it includes providing for the journey we don’t yet know we’ll need to take.

This is construction wisdom at its finest. A good builder doesn’t just plan for ideal conditions. He accounts for weather delays, supply chain issues, unexpected site conditions. He builds margin into the timeline and budget. God’s providence works the same way. What looks like random chaos often turns out to be divine preparation for challenges we can’t yet see.

The Challenge Before You

Brother, as I reflect on Joseph’s journey, I’m confronted by how far my own faith falls short of his example. It’s easy to read these stories like mythology, forgetting that Joseph was a real man with real fears, real bills to pay, real concerns about his pregnant wife. He wasn’t a superhero—he was a blue-collar worker who chose obedience over comfort, protection over reputation, faith over sight.

The question that haunts me, and I hope haunts you, is this: What is God calling me to do right now that I’m avoiding because it’s inconvenient, costly, or uncomfortable? Where am I negotiating with God instead of obeying? What vulnerable person in my life needs my protection more than I need my reputation?

Joseph’s legacy isn’t measured in words spoken or battles won. It’s measured in faithful steps taken on a dusty road to Bethlehem, in nights spent watching over a young mother and miraculous child, in choosing righteousness when vindication would have been easier. He shows us that godly masculinity isn’t about dominance or control—it’s about surrendered strength used in service of God’s purposes.

The journey to Bethlehem reminds us that God’s plans rarely align with our timelines. His purposes often disrupt our comfort. His providence works through apparent chaos. But for men willing to lead with silent strength, embrace costly obedience, and trust divine providence, He accomplishes the impossible.

So here’s my challenge to you, and to myself: Stop waiting for perfect conditions to obey God. Stop expecting the path of faith to be convenient. Stop measuring success by comfort and stability. Instead, ask God for the courage to lead like Joseph—quietly, sacrificially, faithfully. Ask Him to show you who needs your protection, what journey He’s calling you to take, what costly obedience He’s requiring of you today.

If this resonates with you, if Joseph’s example has challenged your comfortable Christianity like it’s challenged mine, then let’s walk this road together. Subscribe to our newsletter for more biblical truth aimed straight at the hearts of men. Leave a comment sharing your own journey of costly obedience—sometimes knowing we’re not alone makes all the difference. Or reach out to me directly if you need a brother to talk through what God might be calling you to do.

The road to Bethlehem was never about the destination. It was about who Joseph became along the way—a man who could be trusted with the sacred because he was faithful with the mundane. That same transformation is available to us if we’re willing to take the first step.

Remember, brother: Your Bethlehem journey might start tomorrow. Will you be ready?

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2025-12-08

When God Builds What We Cannot

As the Day Ends

There is a quiet wisdom in Psalm 127:1 that speaks especially clearly in the stillness of evening: “Except the Lord builds the house, they labor in vain who build it.” At the end of a long day—during Advent no less—this verse becomes a soft invitation to release our tight grip on the things we try to build by our own strength. Whether it is a relationship we’re trying to fix, a future we’re trying to shape, or a burden we’ve been carrying far too long, we hear in this psalm the gentle reminder that life flourishes only when God is the architect. When we build without Him, our efforts become exhausting. But when He builds, beauty rises where our strength falls short.

As we close this day, it is worth noticing where frustration has crept in. Perhaps you felt yourself striving to hold everything together—your home, your plans, your responsibilities. Perhaps you sensed the weight of trying to manage outcomes or repair what felt broken. Psalm 127 reminds us that building without God is not just difficult—it is ultimately empty. That does not mean God refuses our participation; it means He refuses to let us bear the burden alone. Advent teaches us that God enters our world not to watch us struggle, but to dwell with us, guide us, and shape us according to His purpose.

Tonight’s thought invites us to look at the specific places where God may be asking for surrender. If your marriage feels strained, God may whisper for you to soften your heart even before you ask Him to soften your spouse’s. If financial pressure presses in, He may gently guide you to quiet stewardship before you see His provision. If your body feels worn out, God may invite you to healthier rhythms rather than simply granting more stamina. And if your spiritual life feels scattered, perhaps He is calling you to slow down, listen again, and rebuild your days on His Word and presence. God is not asking you to be perfect—He is inviting you to be surrendered. When He builds, frustration turns into peace, and broken pieces become something beautiful.

 

Triune Prayer

Father, as I end this day, I confess how easily I take the construction of my life into my own hands. I make plans, form expectations, and carry worries as though everything depends on me. But tonight I pause and place them back into Your capable care. Thank You for being patient with my striving and gracious with my shortcomings. Teach me to trust Your timing, to wait when You say wait, and to move when You say move. Help me rest in the truth that You are building something I cannot yet see, but something good.

Lord Jesus, I come before You grateful for Your faithful presence today. You walked with me through each moment—those I handled well and those I mishandled. Forgive me for the times I tried to force outcomes or relied on my own wisdom instead of seeking Yours. Thank You for modeling a life of surrender to the Father’s will. Tonight I ask You to reshape my desires, calm my anxious thoughts, and guide my steps so that my efforts tomorrow flow from Your strength and not my own. Let me learn from You how to yield with joy and follow with trust.

Holy Spirit, settle my heart tonight. Quiet every voice that is not Yours and help me to hear Your gentle guidance. You know the places where I am resistant, tired, or unsure. Fill those spaces with Your peace. Give me the insight to see where You are leading, the courage to obey, and the humility to let go of anything that stands in Your way. Breathe rest into me—body, mind, and spirit—so that I may sleep under the shelter of Your presence and rise ready to walk with You again.

 

Thought for the Evening

Let God be the builder of your life. Release the parts you have been trying to manage alone and trust that His hands can shape tomorrow far better than yours ever could.

Thank you for your faithful service to the Lord’s work today and every day. May He grant you rest tonight and renewed strength for the morning.

For a related reflection on trusting God’s direction, you may find this article helpful from Crosswalk:
https://www.crosswalk.com/faith/

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When Everything Shifts: Holding On to a Faithful God When Life Refuses to Stay Still

1,671 words, 9 minutes read time.

The Ache Every Man Knows When Life Changes Overnight

I don’t know about you, but change has rarely asked my permission before invading my life. It tends to show up unannounced—sometimes as a slow drift I barely notice, sometimes as a punch to the gut that leaves me standing there wondering what just happened. Jobs shift. Relationships stretch. Kids grow up. Parents age. Bodies break down in ways they didn’t use to. Friend circles change. Dreams you once carried with conviction evolve into quieter questions that keep you awake at night.

If you’ve lived long enough, you know the feeling. Life refuses to stay still.

And if you’re anything like me, change can feel like a thief. Not always a cruel one—but one that steals the illusion that I’m in control. One that forces me to see how fragile I really am. It exposes what I depend on and what I trust in. And nearly every time, it makes me ask the same question: Where is God in all this?

That’s why Isaiah 43:1–2 hits me so deeply, especially when change is shaking everything loose. The Lord says: “Do not fear, for I have redeemed you; I have summoned you by name; you are mine. When you pass through the waters, I will be with you…” (NIV).

I don’t know about you, but I need that honesty. God doesn’t pretend life won’t feel like deep waters. He doesn’t promise to keep us from the things that unsettle us. But He does promise not to abandon us in the middle of them.

And for men who carry responsibilities, burdens, and expectations—sometimes silently—that promise is oxygen.

When Change Reveals What We’re Leaning On

Isaiah wrote these words to a people who were facing the upheaval of exile, displacement, and uncertainty. They weren’t just dealing with change—they were dealing with loss, confusion, and fear about the future. Their identity, their routines, their sense of place in the world had all been violently rearranged.

I’ve felt that. Maybe you have too.

There are moments when you realize the life you thought you had is no longer the life right in front of you. When I’ve walked through seasons like that, something always gets exposed in me: the things I was depending on more than God. Stability. Routine. Financial predictability. Familiar roles. My own strength.

It’s not that those things are bad. It’s just that they can’t carry the weight I keep trying to put on them.

Isaiah’s audience had relied on the temple, the land, and their national identity. Those things had shaped them. But now they were being reminded of something deeper: God Himself was their anchor, not the structures around their lives.

And that’s the same reminder I need when life changes faster than I know how to adapt.

“Do Not Fear”—Not Because You’re Tough, But Because You’re Known

God tells Israel, “Do not fear,” but He doesn’t say it as a motivational speech or a locker-room rally cry. He roots it in identity: “I have summoned you by name; you are mine.”

Whenever I read that, it hits me in the places I don’t talk about publicly.

I need a God who doesn’t just tolerate me but actually knows me. A God who isn’t surprised by the things that surprise me. A God who can handle the parts of my story that I can’t control. You want to talk about something that strengthens a man? Being known—truly known—by a faithful God who isn’t going anywhere.

You may be walking through a season where your identity feels unstable. Maybe your job changed. Maybe a relationship shifted. Maybe you’re aging in ways that make you wonder if your best days are behind you. Maybe you’re transitioning into a new responsibility that scares you more than you admit.

But here’s the steady truth Isaiah reminds me of:
Circumstances change, but belonging doesn’t.
Life moves, but God’s claim on you does not.
Your story evolves, but His faithfulness doesn’t loosen its grip.

I don’t pump myself up with the words “Do not fear.” I anchor myself to the reason behind them.

The Waters and the Flames Are Not Imaginary

One thing I love about Isaiah is that he refuses to sugarcoat reality. God doesn’t say “If you pass through the waters,” but “When.” Change is assumed. Hardship is expected. Uncertainty is normal.

He also doesn’t call them puddles. They’re waters. Rivers. Flames. Things that feel overwhelming and dangerous.

I’ve had seasons like that—when the ground dropped out beneath me and the only prayer I could manage was, “God, please don’t let me drown in this.” Sometimes it was stress at work. Sometimes family stuff. Sometimes heartbreak. Sometimes just the accumulation of disappointments that were small individually but felt heavy together.

God doesn’t dismiss any of that. He meets His people inside it.

“When you pass through the waters, I will be with you.”

Not after.
Not around.
Not on the other side.
With you—in it.

There have been days when I didn’t feel His presence. Days when I wondered if He was paying attention. Days when I doubted that promise. But every time I look back, I see the same pattern: God was doing His most important work in me not when life was stable, but when everything was shifting.

The Faithfulness You Don’t Notice Until Later

What I’ve learned about God’s faithfulness is that it often makes the most sense in hindsight. In real time, it feels foggy, confusing, and sometimes even frustrating. God rarely explains His timing. He doesn’t always show you why things changed. He doesn’t always give you the blueprint.

But He never leaves you.

I remember one particular season when everything around me seemed to collapse at once. Work uncertainty. Family pressures. Health concerns. Emotional exhaustion. It felt like all the rivers were overflowing at the same time. I prayed prayers that were more like groans. I wrestled with God’s silence. I questioned whether I had done something wrong.

Looking back, though, I can see what He was doing. He was shifting things I was never meant to hold onto. He was moving me away from false foundations I had mistaken for stability. He was teaching me to trust Him in ways I never had to when life was predictable.

That’s why God talks about fire in this passage. Fire is the thing that removes what can’t last and strengthens what can. Change can feel like that—hot, uncomfortable, and disorienting. But it also purifies. It clarifies. It reveals what has been true all along: God’s faithfulness endures, even when everything else gets stripped away.

What Does It Look Like for a Man to Trust God in Seasons of Change?

Trusting God in change doesn’t mean pretending you’re fine. It doesn’t mean hiding your fear or powering through like nothing bothers you. It doesn’t mean refusing to feel the weight of what’s shifting.

For me, trusting God has looked a lot more honest.

Sometimes it means telling God, “I don’t understand this, but I’m choosing to trust You anyway.”
Sometimes it means admitting, “I feel overwhelmed right now.”
Sometimes it means confessing, “I’m scared I’m not enough for what’s coming.”
Sometimes it means asking, “Show me where You are in this.”

And sometimes it means allowing godly people into your life instead of trying to carry everything alone.

Trust isn’t toughness. Trust is surrendering the illusion that you can manage everything by grit and determination alone. Trust is remembering that you are God’s—not just in the peaceful moments, but in the messy, changing, uncertain ones.

When Change Isn’t the Enemy

Here’s something I’ve learned the hard way:
Change is not the enemy.
Fear is.
Control is.
Isolation is.
Self-reliance is.

Change is often the doorway God uses to move you from one season into the next. It’s the tool He uses to grow you, refine you, strengthen you, and shape you into a man who actually depends on Him.

When the waters rise, God walks with you. When the fires rage, God protects what needs to remain. When you feel lost, God calls you by name. When you’re unsure, God invites you to trust Him again.

I don’t know what you’re facing right now. But if life is shifting under your feet, hear this with fresh ears:
God is not pacing nervously beside you.
He’s not confused by what happened.
He’s not surprised by the change.
He’s faithful—right in the thick of it.

And sometimes the most spiritual thing you can do is take a deep breath and say, “Lord, I’m choosing to believe You’re in this—even if I can’t see it yet.”

A Prayer for When Everything Feels Like It’s Changing

God, You see the weight I’m carrying and the change I’m walking through. You know the fear I don’t say out loud. Thank You for being faithful even when I’m uncertain. Help me trust You in the waters and the fire. Remind me that I’m Yours. Strengthen my heart today. Amen.

Reflection Questions

  • Who could you talk to about the change you’re walking through instead of carrying it alone?
  • What recent change in your life has felt overwhelming, confusing, or disorienting?
  • Where have you noticed yourself depending more on stability than on God Himself?
  • What would it look like for you to trust God honestly—not perfectly—in this current season?

Call to Action

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D. Bryan King

Sources

Isaiah 43:1–2 (NIV)
Desiring God – Christian Articles
The Gospel Coalition – Theology Resources
Blue Letter Bible – Lexicon & Commentary Tools
BibleProject – Biblical Themes
Ligonier Ministries – Teaching Resources
Crossway Articles
Christianity Today – Faith Articles
Renovaré – Spiritual Formation
Dwell Bible – Scripture Listening
NavPress – Christian Books
IVP – Bible Study Resources

Disclaimer:

The views and opinions expressed in this post are solely those of the author. The information provided is based on personal research, experience, and understanding of the subject matter at the time of writing. Readers should consult relevant experts or authorities for specific guidance related to their unique situations.

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A rugged man stands at a misty riverbank at sunrise, symbolizing God’s faithful presence in the midst of life’s changing seasons.

I Had It All… Until I Lost Everything: One Man’s Journey Through Darkness

1,998 words, 11 minutes read time.

I wasn’t always this way, sitting here alone, a shadow of who I used to be. Once, I had everything — everything a man could dream of. I had wealth, land, cattle that stretched as far as the eye could see. My children, ten of them, were my joy, and I had a beautiful wife who stood by my side. People respected me. I was known as the man who walked upright, who did right by his family, his workers, and his community. I lived in peace, and I thought it would last forever.

I thought I had earned my place. I thought my faith, my good deeds, my sacrifices — they all protected me from the storms that wrecked the lives of others. How foolish I was. I believed that if I stayed true to my values, if I honored God with my actions, I would be safe from harm. I believed I had a deal with the universe — do good, and good would follow. But life, as I would soon learn, doesn’t work that way.

One day, the messengers came. They came one after another, each with worse news than the last. The first told me that my oxen and donkeys were stolen by raiders, and my servants were killed. Before I could even process that, another arrived, speaking of fire from heaven that had consumed my sheep and the men who tended them. Then the next brought word that my camels had been taken by another raiding party, and again, more servants had died. And just when I thought it couldn’t get worse, the final messenger arrived with a look of horror on his face.

“Your children,” he said, choking on his words. “Your children were in your eldest son’s house. A mighty wind came and collapsed the roof. They’re gone, all of them.”

And just like that, everything I had worked for, everything I had loved, was taken from me. All at once. In the blink of an eye.

I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know how to process it. I fell to the ground. I tore my clothes, shaved my head, and sat in the ashes. The pain was unbearable, but I couldn’t escape it. It was as if the whole world had turned its back on me. I could hear my wife’s voice, her anguish, but I couldn’t even lift my head. She spoke words I couldn’t fully grasp at the time. “Curse God and die,” she said. What else was there to say, after all? I couldn’t blame her. My life, my existence, had been destroyed.

But even in that moment, a part of me — a small part, buried under the weight of my grief — refused to let go. Something deep inside told me that God, despite everything, was still in control. I might not understand why this was happening, but I couldn’t turn my back on the one who had once blessed me so abundantly.

The days turned into weeks, then months. The suffering grew deeper. As I sat in the dust, day after day, my body was ravaged by sores, large and oozing, festering under the heat of the sun. I had no comfort. My friends — those who had once looked up to me — now came to visit me. They called me their “friend,” but they came with a judgmental air. They too had their theories, their beliefs about why this had happened to me.

“You must have sinned,” said Eliphaz, one of the older men. His voice was filled with an air of certainty, as though he knew the answers. “God does not punish the righteous. You must have done something wrong. You are reaping what you have sown.”

I tried to defend myself, to tell them that I had not sinned in the way they believed. But they wouldn’t listen. The accusations kept coming — from Eliphaz, from Bildad, from Zophar. Each of them pointing to my “hidden sin,” and demanding I confess what I had done wrong. They could not understand that this was not the result of something I had done, but a trial that I was being forced to endure.

But what could I say? What could I tell them that would make them understand? Their words stung, but they also began to shake something in me. Doubt. The question began to creep into my mind: “What if they’re right? What if I have missed something? What if I have been blind to my own fault?” Perhaps I had been so proud, so convinced of my own righteousness, that I had failed to see my own flaws. After all, no one could be perfect. Not even me.

As the days wore on, the self-doubt began to gnaw at my spirit. I could feel it, like a disease spreading from within, from the deepest recesses of my soul. I wanted to scream at my friends to leave me alone, to stop accusing me. But I didn’t. I sat in silence, stewing in my pain, my confusion. The silence was unbearable, but so were the words of my friends.

“Tell me, Job,” Eliphaz pressed one day, “why would God punish you if you are truly innocent? Think about it. We all know that suffering follows sin. God is just, and He would not bring such destruction on an upright man.”

His words hit like a hammer. Were they right? Was I truly just fooling myself? Had I spent my whole life building a false image of righteousness? I tried to reason with myself, to say, “I haven’t done anything wrong,” but deep down, the question remained: Why was this happening to me? Was I being punished for something I didn’t understand? Did I have hidden sins that even I wasn’t aware of? Was I truly as righteous as I thought I was?

It was as if the pain wasn’t just physical but spiritual, a gnawing hunger for an answer that never came.

Then, there was the moment that would break me. One evening, sitting in the darkness of my despair, I heard my wife’s voice again. She had stood by me all this time, but I could see the cracks in her resolve. The pain had shattered her, and with it, her faith.

“Do you still hold on to your integrity?” she asked, her voice trembling with exhaustion. “Why don’t you just curse God and die? If this is what life is, if this is all that God has for us, then what is the point? What are we living for?”

I could hear her despair, but her words cut me like a blade. I wanted to scream back, to say, “I don’t know why, but I can’t let go!” But instead, I just sat in silence. I couldn’t find the words. The pain of losing everything, my wealth, my health, my children, was crushing. But I still had that one fragile hope: that somewhere, somehow, God was still present.

And then, in the midst of my suffering and their accusations, I began to question everything. What was the point of this? What had I done wrong? Were my friends right? Did I deserve this?

I cried out to God, in my pain, in my helplessness, asking for an answer — any answer. I had lost everything, and now I was losing my grip on hope.

That night, as I lay on the ground, broken and battered, I asked God, Why? Not just a superficial, fleeting question, but a desperate, soul-ripping cry. “Why am I suffering like this? What have I done to deserve this?”

And then, in that stillness, God spoke.

It wasn’t a whisper. It wasn’t a gentle voice. It was as if the very heavens shook. It was a voice that reverberated through every part of me — powerful, overwhelming. It was as though everything I had ever known was being undone.

“Who is this that darkens counsel by words without knowledge?” God asked. His words were not angry, but they were piercing. “Where were you when I laid the earth’s foundation? Tell me, if you understand. Who marked off its dimensions? Surely you know!”

I was struck silent. For the first time, I saw how small I was in comparison to the vastness of the Creator. Who was I to question His ways? Who was I to demand answers for things far beyond my understanding? The questions He asked me, they weren’t meant to shame me, but to make me see the great chasm between my finite perspective and His eternal wisdom. My heart sank as I realized how little I knew — how arrogant I had been.

God continued, His voice like thunder, shaking me to the core.

“Have you ever given orders to the morning, or shown the dawn its place? Have you entered the storehouses of the snow or seen the storehouses of the hail, which I reserve for times of trouble, for the day of battle and war?”

I felt the weight of those words. What did I know of the mysteries of creation? What did I understand about the vast, intricate workings of the universe? My mind had been clouded with bitterness and confusion, but now, in the presence of His voice, I saw just how small I was. My suffering, though deep and real, was part of a greater plan — a plan I would never fully understand.

In the face of God’s power and wisdom, I was left speechless. I had demanded answers, but now I saw that the only answer was to trust. Trust that He was in control, even when everything seemed lost. Trust that He knew what I could not possibly comprehend.

And so, I repented. I fell to my knees, not in pride, but in humility. I had questioned God, had demanded that He explain Himself, but now I knew — He did not owe me an explanation. I had seen only a small part of the puzzle, and I had presumed to know the whole picture.

God did not leave me in my brokenness. He restored me — more than I could have ever imagined. My wealth returned, twice as much as I had before. My health was restored, my sores healed, my strength returned. And even in my sorrow, I was blessed with ten more children. My joy was complete, but more importantly, my relationship with God had been renewed.

I had not been left alone in my suffering. God had been with me all along. He had allowed me to go through the fire, but He had never forsaken me. In the depths of my pain, I had found Him, and in finding Him, I had found peace.

I don’t understand everything, but I trust in the One who holds it all. And so, here I am — a man who once had everything, who lost it all, and who has been restored with so much more. Not just in material things, but in the richness of knowing God more deeply than I ever did before. I may never have all the answers, but I know this: God is good. Even when we don’t understand.

D. Bryan King

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The views and opinions expressed in this post are solely those of the author. The information provided is based on personal research, experience, and understanding of the subject matter at the time of writing. Readers should consult relevant experts or authorities for specific guidance related to their unique situations.

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