After a long walk an old man a Survivor of war, gets up after talking to his fallen friends and asks his dear wife. Have I lived a good life? Tell me i am a good man. A scene from a very confronting movies called saving private Ryan.

A speech from my hero Billy Grahams daughter at his funeral said that my daddy, after I had left and married a man and divorced. She had fear that her daddy one of the worlds most recognised evangelists would reject her as a failure and hate her decision. As the thousand’s in the crowd lent forward to hear what he said. She said my daddy held his arms out and embraced her with not one bit of hate or disapproving manor or words.

These two scenes have been playing in my head the last month or 2 as some of our dear family walks through a 12 month anniversary of a dear mothers death. What will the end of our lives look like? Are we really doing what God called us to do. If my funeral were to be tomorrow would people say I was a good man? A good Father? A good Husband? Or most important a good faithful follower of our Lord Jesus Christ?

Being a passionate entrepreneur I tend to go hard at things and sometimes sacrifice sweet little moments like wiping my toddlers nose or being physically or emotionally there after a big day of chasing a dream.

With our 5th child due soon as a man I feel that my family will be and are my greatest legacy. We both had dreams and feel it is our calling to raise a large family. On our first night together picking Niki up in my Girls car (hotted up Lanos) taking her to my favourite place on earth which has now become our children’s favourite place to go as a family. Niki and I talked about having a big family. We were young and had no idea where God or life would take us. 12 years on we have no regrets about where we are and how many children our Lord is providing.

An adventure and a calling that sometimes leaves us shaking our heads, loving our lives and fully in love with the little people God has bought into our lives. Homeschooling, seeing there brains light up when what is taught finally registers and sinks in. Being conservative Christians that have Holy Spirit convictions when it comes to dress, broadcast TV and radio and even certain ministers and pastors we don’t allow or limit. Zig Ziglar said you are who you are by what goes into your brain.

We all have our calling our own path, but where ever God is taking you, believe, stand in it and love. Maybe one day we will all hear on this earth or in heaven when Jesus hold our faces and says well done, good and faithful servant. Stay strong and know that he is Lord.

God Bless you and thanks for reading. Please comment

Michael McDowell

Suffering is Lonliness

Mother Teresa, one of my hero’s in the faith said that true suffering is loneliness. The feeling that no one is coming to get you, to kiss your cheek, to love you. To touch your soul with a kind word, a funny daggy joke.

Its a cold night, dark, alone a young boy sits in the darkness, listening to every sound, will he be caught, alone he sits, alone he waits. Hungry he waits for food. Alone with his thoughts he ponders where we will go next, how long he has left where he is living. The morning comes, morning passes, still alone he waits, waits for something.

Afternoon comes, still alone this little boy listens again for any sounds of being caught, suddenly the door is unlocking, frightened he braces himself for the worst. Desperate, afraid, what is going to happen in this next few minutes, the door opens into a dark warm unit.

As I walk in, there stands a scared little boy. For a few minutes our eyes lock, then the words come out of his mouth. I am homeless I have been living here, everything inside me wanted to help this boy. As a few words were flung back and forward like a friendly game of tennis, he walks past me, into this big world he goes. A few minutes of time and this little homeless boy will be lodged in my mind and prayers for ever. How do we as human beings live as if such pain does not exist. Such loneliness, God teaches us that we were designed and made for fellowship with the creator of the universe, God. Beyond the hardest of exteriors, the saying rings true. We are all made in the image of God, we are made for fellowship and when that is taken away the enemy is given room to flourish.

I may never see this boy again but as I came home and gave my young boys the biggest cuddle I could I saw him.

In closing, although its a heavy theme, its something we must face. Next time you see a homeless person. Connect, even in a tiny way, you could change there life and yours in the process.

May Gods Grace rest upon you as you go about your days.

The end for McDowell Blessings

12 Months ago we launched with the vision of posting daily and building the profile of, this last 12 months has seen a post here or there and a few photo’s of the creator Gods hand print. Whats next for McDowell blessings? as our renewal for the website came up.

While the YouTube channel has progressed really well this year, due to Niki’s hard work and dedication, this blog site has dwindled and has fallen into the darkness of the world wide web, and is starting to resemble the workings of the middle ages, something that has happened but really has no reverence in today’s culture.

There is hope though my faithful followers, this year I Michael McDowell father and leader of my family will be posting over 300 blog posts and ramping up this site to be a great light and informative read. One that stands out from the crowd, I will be campaigning, marketing and pushing for this to be our stay at home business and ministry.

I will be interviewing politicians, leaders, church pastors, atheists, big family’s, small family’s, interesting people and will be posting on you tube with my amazing wife about our lives as leaders and nurturer’s of this big loud happy and sometimes challenging family.

What can you do as readers? support, refer, comment and enjoy.

P.s keep tuned for McDowell Blessings podcast, coming soon

With all love and blessings. Michael McDowell

Draw near to me

Depending on your theology beliefs, there is an amazing mystery in the bible where it states, Draw near to me and I will draw near to you. We must meditate on the words in the bible, for me this is all to real at the moment. Life somehow since our 4th child has hit a speed button, that sometimes goes faster then my mind can even comprehend, coupled with a rapidly growing business and calls on my heart from God to start a church, its seems like I am driving a car at 300ks an hour, and trying to stop and watch my life as it goes by.

A few nights ago I lay on the grass outside my home and looked up a cloudy sky, I prayed and all of a sudden like a perfectly timed curtain at a show, the clouds cleared to reveal the true creative nature of our God that unfortunately sometimes takes a back seat in our super car going 300 ks an hour. The God that created all of this and one day will hang the universe up like a dirty sheet, waits with love, for his children to admire and talk to him. “Thou has ravished my heart, my sister, my spouse; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with on chain of thy neck” Songs of Solomon 4:9. Preached by the preacher Paul Washer this is a love letter from Jesus to us his Bride. When we finally pull up our super car and lay on the green grass and look up at Jesus his heart beats faster, he is ravished by us. When my wife smiles at me my heart beats faster and for a moment its just her and I. The bible says if we being evil know how to give good gifts, how much more will the father in heaven give. Another preacher by the name of Allan Wills says that if you cant pray now on earth or spend time with him and long for his worship and presence, how are you going to spend eternity with him.

James 4:8 NKJV “Draw near to me and he will draw near to you. Cleanse your hands, you sinners; and purify your hearts you double minded.

Are you hurting and broken? are you tired and weary? feel like life is going to fast? feel out of control? tap the brakes and drop everything. Draw near to God, hes not a God that lies, the bible says that every star shall fall to earth before one word I have spoken is untrue. He is not a God the lies but a God that will draw near to you. Whats your excuse? don’t be like the foolish virgins.

Be ready. He loves you.

Bless you Michael McDowell

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Horror With Many Legs

It’s a dark movie night, my wife and I were watching a show we have on DVD about a rat Plague, my wife had our gate crashing 2-year-old asleep on her. When she thought man Gracie’s hair is long to be reaching my elbow. Shortly after that I felt something on my knee, as I looked down I saw a cockroach, I said a few mean things (no beeper needed) and the thing flew across the other side of the room.

I chased it, jumped on it a few times, it then got up and ran off into Gracie’s room, I squashed it again and it ran off back into our toy room. I then got my mop and bashed it a fair few times to make sure its done. I shook it out of my mop and then went to get ready for bed, Niki came back in to find it dead and in pieces, ahh event is over.

I went back into the room to remove the feral creature, when all of a sudden it jumped up and ran off again. What! what on Gods green earth does a creature still fight be alive after such treatment. I then picked it up with my tissue and squashed it as hard as I could, I then flushed it and was done. Thank God for that. I went in and told my adoring wife the plight of my actions. I went then back to the toilet to use it and as I lifted the seat………….

It was there ALIVE! swimming for its dear life, as I stood there watching this wretched creature I had a sudden appreciation for what it had been through. I felt proud and sorry for it as I pushed the big button on the toilet and held it down as long as possible. My horror with many legs story finally came to an end.

I hope you enjoyed our adventurous date night, seriously nothing is quite around out place, 4 young kids, insects wanting to gate crash date nights.

God Bless and look out for the new mutant insects.

Goodbye Billy

Billy Graham, not many people can say that they have never heard of the man. The strong evangelist that seemed to challenge everyone listening with every word spoken. From a young age, growing up in Christian circles his name would often be spoken of.

I saw a few things written about him such as did Billy send millions to hell ect, but I had no time or desire to read such rot. To me Billy Graham offered more then pulling massive crowds that sat mesmerised at the word of God being spoken by him. What was it about a this human vessel that God used to carry such anointing. I can see it now, the big booming voice entering heaven as a man that has done so much on earth in the name of Jesus, looking at the Christ he preached about and walked with daily and seeing the truth that he had explained so well. Jesus walking him into heaven as he passes and sees the millions of rejoicing souls that he helped save from the horrors of hell, the horrors of being separated from the kind of Glory for ever. I don’t know what heaven is like but for this blessed man he sure does.

Thanks Billy for such a blessing you were to us all. We have truly lost a man of truth on this earth.

You will be missed and I pray that your teachings and the anointing of God carry through the generations.


Time is fleeting

Its been a very busy few weeks in the McDowell household. Parties, celebrations, last-minute work trips to Melbourne, 5 year old’s birthday party and a busy end to the year for the business.

Such crazy chaos, noise and busyness, head spinning, mind is racing thoughts the go a little like this, let’s go, come on, get the kids ready and bathed, toilet, stay happy or Ill make you. While washing Gracie’s hands today everything changed. Her little doll she calls her baby was sitting on the bathroom bench while I washed her hands. He little face turned left to see her baby’s head in a little bit of water, her heart races, blood pumps, emotions boil and all of a sudden, PUPPA babies wet!!!! this passion for a little baby doll rises up and all of a sudden everything fades away in my mind to be replaced with dread as I rescued this baby from the grips of danger and dried the poor things head. Gracie grabs the baby and hugs it as if it just went down the Nile river and clung to life in order to see its adoring mother again.

What happens to us as adults that once upon a time would have had the wildest and adventurous imaginations? dreams of saving the world from UFO’s or pretending we could fly so that our far away friends would be so much closer, or to drop everything to make sure baby does not get wet. One of the biggest drags in life is to work at a job where imagination is about 1 percent of the daily requirements. We honour the pilgrims of imagination, the leaders that didn’t let there daily lives get in the way of them changing the world. I think of Lucy Maud Montgomery the writer of the great series Ann Of Green Gables, of Laura Ingalls Wilder that put in writing her amazing life in the wild west of America, so many others that stand out as adults that have never given up their imaginations. Professionals such as Steve jobs, the subway brothers just to name a few.

Something to think about as the 24 hour time clock has suddenly hit 98 octane and is hurdling towards the end. Time is fleeting make it count, imagine, create, love and be passionate about life as in the bible it says, it’s here, its gone, the place remembers it no more. Make your mark on the next generation, love like Christ and change the world.

Please comment and Merry Christmas

Michael McDowell