Reflection

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.

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

Loaded Wedges.Β 

Niki and i have a date night every Saturday night. After all our kids go to bed we cook something yummy. 

This meal cost us less then $2 per person to make.

There is nothing healthy about it but bacon cheese and wedges seem to be a great match. 

Ask us for the recipe and we will tell you how to cook cheap but soo tasty and in most cases healthy. 

Christmas Love

The year was 2006, for me Christmas started in a Western Brisbane suburb called Ipswich, while I loved the usual tradition of going somewhere either to a park or to relatives houses for a hot Christmas day, something was different about this Christmas, a feeling of love was in my world.

In November that year on the way down to a church camp I asked Niki if we can officially take our relationship to the next level. I couldn’t wait to hit the western freeway and head north to see my girlfriend, I can still remember walking in that day to a house filled with Christmas decorations, lots of yummy food that I had never had at Christmas, most of my Christmas days consisted of food that you had to fight over before your hungry siblings and adults and cousins took it all. My pregnant sister in law was sitting on the lounge as her baby was kicking her. We opened presents and Niki bought me a wallet.

2008 we spent our first Christmas married, Niki and I woke up dressed our dogs up in Christmas gear and exchanged presents and thanked and said happy birthday to our Savior Jesus. We then went to Niki’s for lunch then the next day we went to my families place. Things with my family had changed, Niki and I were one and we were starting our own traditions and life together, the pull away from the normal ways of doing thing prior to our marriage was leaving and new exciting things were coming into our lives, as the bible says, I had left my mother and joined with my wife.

10 years later 2017 we are celebrating our 10th Christmas together as a married couple, we have great traditions now, like Christmas eve we look at Christmas lights and go to emergency services offices and give them hand made gifts and cookies to say thanks for their tireless efforts and safety they bring us. We do stocking, something I never did growing up, this year we are putting up Christmas lights and decorating the house as much as we can. But the biggest thing that we sit back and wonder what happened, is we are now celebrating the 2017 Christmas as a family of 6.

Our 4 children continue to challenge and bless our lives, everyday they throw new things at us to keep us constantly reacting, mostly well, to their outbursts, tantrums, and love. The feeling of your child giving you a kiss and saying they love you makes every trouble in this world disappear.

We have great traditions, we seem to make more every year. We look forward to Christmas all year round, yes even us as parents look forward to it. In my last blog post I wrote about a Christmas hater, people also tell us Christmas is only for the kids.

For us Christmas is about our family of 6. The love, the fun, the presents, the sparkle of Christmas that is only here once a year, Christ was born to save this world and we as a family of 6 will celebrate with everything we have.

I hope and pray that this Christmas will be great for you and your family. Please comment and subscribe.

Its Christmas Time Again

After a short conversation with a sales person at a local hardware, I was taken back by his negative look on Christmas, an over marketed way of the rich getting richer, the poor being forgotten and a waste of time. For this man his Christmas spirit has been crushed by 1 or a few events in his life, where maybe he didn’t get his train set he wanted from Santa, or his mum or dad  had to work on Christmas.

In Santa clause 3 the ice man wanted to become Santa, he did everything evil in his power to become Santa, he kept hardening his heart to love, and to the real meaning of Christmas. Myself being a evangelical christian, Santa is a distant 2nd to Christ but in this example the more he tried to hate Santa the harder he became, SPOILER ALERT here, but in the end of the movie a sweet little girl, gave the ice man a hug, he asked, what is this feeling that has come over me, I feel like i am warming up, in front of a big crowd of other super heroes and made up figures, Love over came him and he felt the real meaning of Christmas. Love.

The bible says Love covers a multitude of sins and hurt, Christmas is yes very material filled, tables filled and tummies filled but in the context of things this is the way it should be. We must make the most of the time we have on this earth and Christmas is a very special time. Some people do it tough but that is where us who are mentally, physically and spiritually ok should be doing everything we can to warm the hearts of the hurt and the lonely.

My friend at the hardware should be finding ways of giving this Christmas, instead of worrying about how much money is going around. Maybe he need a smile a present and a good feed with loving caring people. Maybe he needs a hug, maybe he needs some Christmas magic.

After all isn’t this the real reason for the season, our heavenly father giving his son to a world that will end up killing him? To love the unlovely, the proud and the forgotten.

Lets love, lets give, lets make the best of Christmas 2017!

The Real Cost Of Sugar πŸ­πŸ’”πŸš«

The Real Cost Of SugarΒ 

 

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This handsome young man, has a whole life ahead of him, a grand journey that is their’s for the taking, he lives in a society that is socially trying to set a new bar, the well meaning, but misguided push to legalise same sex marriage, is one war that is taking casualties on both sides. Another war that will rage after the SSM debate’, is assisted death. But thrown in the midst of this search for meaning for this young generation is one the most important social and medical crisis of our time.

Never before in history has Australians eaten so much sugar, My wife and I tried to cut out all sugar from our diet, but what we found that about 95 percent of all foods including canned tomatoes had added sugar in them. according to Eating Disorders Australia, 63.4 percent of all Australians are overweight or obese. Obesity has soared 80 percent in 33 years. The worst of this is that 25 percent of all children in this lucky country are overweight. If these stats are not alarming you, in 2008, 2 years ago obesity cost the tax payer 48 billion dollars.

We have 4 young children and to be honest the future is looking a bit dark and large. What is needed? the current government is considering a soft drink tax, similar to the smoking tax. 20 percent on top of all soft drinks, to me the words, “soft revolution” come to mind. Raise the price of a can of coke, the only thing this will do is impoverish more people. Growing up in a beach town in central Queensland we would go to the shops in the morning to get some bread, alot of boys would meet up. some of them would be getting bread but there were a few boys who would get cigarettes and coke for there mums. Fast forward to 2017 and I can Guarantee this is still the case, some people look at soft drink in such high regard that its there life source. Raising taxes on a can or bottle will only take more money from the people who we are trying to save. One of the worst thing that is happening to this country is the cost of living. Bought on by well meaning but misguided global warmest that have single handedly driven up the cost of living, far beyond affordability.

To me this is just another knee jerk reaction to a serious crisis. I wish I had the answers but I really don’t. If Β I were the law setter I would reduce the level of sugar in things. Ween this generation off this amazingly tasty thing called sugar, cut the sugar in cans of fruit and tomato’s, plant community gardens everywhere possible, free fresh food for everyone is my answer, you want sugar? have a water melon, Apple, banana, eat of the fruit my generation.