My brother David was sharing his story last Sunday night at Arise, the worship and teaching event my wife and I help lead on Sunday nights in our home town, and I just had to share some of his profound wisdom this morning.
Now my brother, in his own words, describes himself as not being someone who likes to do any kind of public speaking…in a fact he hates it. But recently he has had such a profound change in his life that he’s been willing to get up in front of people to tell them about it, and if you knew how humble my brother really is, you would know that getting up in front of a crowd of people to say anything at all is actually a big deal for him.
So what’s been the thing that’s changed him? What could possibly motivate someone like my attention averse kid brother to swallow his truck loads of fear, stand up in front of a crowd and have his voice amplified to the level where every little tremor and tremble in his voice will sound like an earthquake in his head?
My brother, who had finally decided to become a Christian in 2001, only recently figured out the one thing that really matters in life: that he was loved. Loved by God, as are we all.
I know it took me a long time (maybe twenty years) after I had become a Christian for the penny to to finally drop about how much God actually did love me; and when it did…when I got real hols of this, my life revolutionised too. And this blog is here because of that change in my life.
I want people to know that they are loved. And not just loved…but seriously and passionately LOVED…by GOD! I believe that’s all God really wants us to know: that we are loved…sorry…LOVED!!
Although I could on and on about this (and I will…believe me) I wanted to share with you a phrase my brother used last night that’s still rattling around my brain this morning and making me chuckle. He shared about the fact that in his day to day job, he’s referred to by his colleagues as “Happy Davey” . And he’s called that because…well…he tries to stay positive in everything he does; and when his workmates start to complain about life and work, he will endeavour to encourage them to refocus their perspective onto all the good things in their lives that they have been blessed with, and learn to live from a place of greater appreciation, peace and gratitude rather than getting angry and miserable about what they perceive as being wrong or missing in their lives.
Well…to be honest that’s not strictly true, because those are my words. What my brother actually said was this:
“Just get on with it and be happy.”
I love it! Just get on with it and be happy! If there was a motto for life worth adopting, then this is it! Just get on with it and be happy! How many times I should have just said this to myself? How many times should we be saying this to others? How simple it is! Just get on with it and be happy!
Brilliant! Best advice I’ve heard in ages and so I thought I would share it with you.
Look…I could do a whole thesis on positivity and using your God given power of choice to decide how or even who you are going to be at any given moment in time and I probably will be chatting more about this as we go on, but for now…why not choose to not focus on the negative. For today…maybe let’s all try to remind ourselves of what’s good, what’s beautiful, what’s fun, what’s lovely, what makes us laugh, what makes us smile and let these profound words of my brother’s be our motto for today at least and see what happens.