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

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