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Sunday Quick Hit: His Sweet Moments
Men don’t really use the word sweet.
No matter the scene–––whether secular manhood or Christian circles–––you’ll rarely hear a man utter that word. It just doesn’t fit in our vernacular. Women, on the other hand? All day long. Especially Christian women. Sweet this, sweet that. You’re sweet. I’m sweet.
It’s fairly ridiculous.
Unfortunately though, I can’t find a better word to use for this title. You see, I had one of those moments with God this morning that we all cherish. It was one of those situations where, in today’s case, I was in the Word of God all morning. I quickly sped through the first sixteen chapters of 1 Chronicles, looking to get an expanded view on a devotional I read earlier. It was actually pretty fun, considering the type of material I was reading:
[box_light]29-31 Abraham’s family tree developed along these lines: Ishmael had Nebaioth (his firstborn), then Kedar, Adbeel, Mibsam, Mishma, Dumah, Massa, Hadad, Tema, Jetur, Naphish, and Kedemah—the Ishmael branch.
32-33 Keturah, Abraham’s concubine, gave birth to Zimran, Jokshan, Medan, Midian, Ishbak, and Shuah. Then Jokshan had Sheba and Dedan. And Midian had Ephah, Epher, Hanoch, Abida, and Eldaah. These made up the Keturah branch.[/box_light]
I spent much of the morning immersed in a mixture of God’s word, prayer, and worship, but it wasn’t until an hour or so later that I experienced my intimate moment with God… in a Starbucks.
With Audrey Assad’s new album in my headphones and random miscellany on my laptop, God met me in the sweetest way. That’s the only way I can describe it. It was one of those moments where your jaw drops and you say: This is the God of the Universe… and He cares deeply about me.
When God decides to meet you wherever you are, it transcends manliness or societies standards for who we should be as men. His sweet moments don’t need to be masculinized, but rather accepted for what they are and for who he is. Many times I try to translate God’s goodness into what the world would find acceptable.
He doesn’t require that.
God doesn’t need you to say that you both fist-bumped and threw back a beer before getting intimate. Your relationship with God is perfectly acceptable whether you’re completely prone or actually drinking a beer in that moment. Your God is the God of all understanding and creation. He doesn’t need any addons.
[box_dark]Action Tip: Next time you have a sweet moment with God, share it with a fellow man. Don’t mince any details. Share your whole heart. As faith begets faith, you’ll be interested to hear that other men are having sweetly intimate moments with the same God you serve. Talk about what it means to humble your masculinity in the midst of a fully powerful God.[/box_dark]






