Thought of the Day

Beginning today, I have decided to capture one thought from each day in 2015. My plan is to take time at the end of each day and reflect and see if there is a main thought that I can take away from the day. It may be random, it may have some depth, but I am already anticipating how it will shape up at the end of 2015. This exercise is personal in nature. It is not a New Years resolution, it’s a project. One which I hope will be filled with hope and encouragement.

Thought of the Day – #1

It’s amazing how quiet our house is when the kids are not here.

Leaving a Legacy


What do you want to be remembered for?  What will people be saying about you after you are gone?  We have been given life not so that it would be wasted, rather it has been given to us so that we would make it count.  I once heard that if we are not leaving a legacy, then we are building a monument unto ourselves. I want my life to matter.  I want to make a positive impact upon those who I am connected to.  When all is said and done and I leave this earth, I want to be remembered as one who lived his life trying to make a difference.  Psalm 127:3. 

My Adoption Struggles


I remember the very day my parents told me I was adopted. It is a day I will never forget. At the time, I was approximately 5 years old and when they had sat me down on that green, flower patterned couch in the living room. I remember it was bright in the room and was somewhat bothered by the fact I had to set down my GI Joe and listen to something mom and dad wanted to talk about.

The first few words from my father’s mouth I remember especially – “Sean, do you know what it means to be adopted?” Of course at the age of 5 I did not have a clue what they were talking about. All I knew was that GI Joe was waiting for me in my room. Couldn’t this wait? I continued to sit there and listen to my parents tell me how I was their God-chosen son and they loved me a great deal. Did I believe them? I think so. I wanted to. But could I?

You see, although I believe my parents loved me like their very own. They showed my love not just through words, but actions as well. The problem wasn’t them. It was me. As I look back on my life, I know I hadn’t fully given them my heart. A son gives his heart. I hadn’t because I didn’t know how to. I am so thankful for the incredible grace God has shown to me throughout my life, and the incredible family He has place me in. Scripture tells us, God places the lonely in families (Psalm 68:6).

I commend anyone who has it in their hearts to adopt. I think it is such an incredible act of love! For years I struggled with the reality of being adopted. I struggled with my feelings towards my biological mother, rejection, a lack of identity. Then one day, God revealed to me that I was loved! I had read John 3:16 thousands of times, but it came alive to me one day and I have never been the same since. God showed me that my biological mother loved me deeply, that she knew she couldn’t give me the life she wanted for me so she gave! WOW! It took me many years to come to that revelation, but I am glad I did.

For those who may come across this post, I hope that my story can be a help to you and to your journey whether you are the parent who has adopted or the one who has been adopted. To the parents – thank you for the gift you give. To those who have been adopted – you are loved! I would love to hear from you.

What Would You Do?


I have been giving a lot of thought to how our local church can have a greater impact within our community.  Our city is filled with people who are lost, just waiting for someone to reach out to them.  We have issues with gang violence, prostitution, drug addiction, homelessness issues and the list could go on and on but do you know what our biggest problem is?  We are considered to be located in the Bible-belt of the Lower Mainland in British Columbia, Canada.   It is sad when the church isn’t  fulfilling its God given mission… rescuing people.

Have you ever wondered why it seems as though churches are more concerned with the people inside the church walls rather then the ones outside the walls?  I once heard a quote that went something like this, “most people don’t go to church because no one has ever invited them.”  Ouch!  Did you know that there are people right now who are waiting for us to reach out.  People who are dying on the inside.  People who are tormented because of their past.  Marriages that are ruined because of unfaithfulness.  Families who are in the process of loosing their homes.  A young man or woman who has heard about Jesus but no one has ever introduced them to Him.

There is a story in the book of Mark which moves me when I read it.  Mark 2.  It is the story of the paralyzed man who was lowered through the roof by four men.  Now the Bible doesn’t say specifically these four men were friends of the paralyzed man but for conversational sake, let’s say they are.  These four friends are committed to seeing their friend get what he needed.  He needed an encounter with Jesus.  they were willing to do whatever it took to get their friend to see Jesus.  They pressed through the crowd, they were innovative in their thinking, they were committed!  What is so fascinating about this story is that it was their faith that healed their friend.  Listen to verse 5, “Seeing their faith, Jesus said to the paralyzed man, “My child your sins are forgiven.”  That was it.  Jesus saw their faith and he responded with healing.  Jesus doesn’t respond to our need, He responds to our faith!

There are people in our lives just like the paralyzed man.  We have friends, family members, co-workers, there are even complete strangers that God is calling each of us to be like one of those four men.  Someone who is willing to do whatever it takes to see salvation come to those in need.  I want to encourage you to read through Mark 2:1-12 and just meditate on this portion of Scripture today and allow God to speak to you and direct you to people who need you to be a friend.

Is there someone in your life right now who is waiting for you to be like one of these four men?