TheMinistryOfDetours

THERE WAS A TIME when I was made to feel as though I had no voice. There was a time when I was made to feel as though I didn't have what it took. There was a time when I wasn't trusted by the ones who wielded power and authority. There was a time when my loyalty was taken for granted. There was a time when I had to stand in the shadows of other people. There was a time when I wasn't given an opportunity to preach or to teach - I just had to sit on the sidelines - so I watched and took notes.

BUT THERE COMES A TIME when God chooses to do for you what no resume or a letter of recommendation can do. There comes a time when God chooses to elevate you. There comes a time when God gives you favor with others. There comes a time when God validates you before the right people. There comes a time when God takes your illegible notes and uses them as key to open the door to a destiny you didn't know awaited you. There comes a time when God takes your scraps and He feeds the masses - whether it be 3 people or 3,000 people. 

There comes a time when you realize that being overlooked by people is a prerequisite for being chosen by God. I thank God for THE MINISTRY OF DETOURS.

I had the wonderful pleasure of preaching at Hope this weekend on the main stage. I thank God for the opportunity to minister to nearly 6,000 people over four services. 

I thank God for Rufus Smith and Eli Morris @revetm3 for trusting me with the ministry God has given them.

I am very grateful. I pray that I am always be grateful.

Racial And Spiritual Reconciliation

Corporate prayer today for racial and spiritual reconciliation. Engaging in difficult conversations but learning first to understand before seeking to be understood. No better place than to begin in prayer. 

White. Black. Other. All were welcome.

DESTINY ON DISPLAY

God called Elijah and gave him a specific assignment but then told him to go and hide for over a year. (1 Kings 17:1-7).

Often times we are quick to ask God for an assignment but we are NOT as willing to wait on his timing.

"What to do?" is equally as important as "When to do it?" because AN ASSIGNMENT WITHOUT THE RIGHT TIMING WILL ALWAYS PRODUCE A FALSE START.

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#DestinyOnDisplay

#5ThingsThreateningYourDestiny

No Regrets book; Small Group Study Guide and Devotional

GET YOUR COPY AT:
http://www.issaccurry.com/no-regrets/

There isn’t a greater feeling than for God to put something in your spirit to accomplish and YOU have the opportunity to see it through.

You may not be a reader. You may not be single. One thing is certain, THIS No Regrets book and Small Group Study Guide, Workbook, and Devotional is the best kept secret.

This and other t-shirts and journals can be found on my website. Go and check it out for yourself.

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Walking Away

Our inability to truly love someone else is because we are still in an exclusive relationship with the pain from our past.

In order to move forward, you have to be willing to walk away from your place of injury.

#NoRegrets

#NewYearsPrayers

Feeding A Starving Faith...

I had to preach at Hope Church yesterday. 'The Stirring' service was pretty awesome.

Subject: "How To Feed A Starving Faith" Matthew 14:22-33.

"When we're in the middle of a storm, GOD WON'T ALWAYS APPEAL TO OUR SENSES. 

God won't appeal to our senses because our senses add to our COMFORT, and our comfort adds to our COMPLACENCY, and our complacency is what IMPAIRS OUR FAITH…and a WEAK FAITH MAKES FOR A WEAK CHRISTIAN.

God knows if He FEEDS OUR SENSES, He will STARVE OUR FAITH, and He would much rather feed our faith by starving our senses, which means YOU WON’T ALWAYS SEE GOD AT WORK......YOU WON'T ALWAYS FEEL LIKE GOD IS NEAR.....YOU WON'T ALWAYS BE ABLE TO HEAR GOD when you are caught in the middle of a storm...

But you can trust that God is always there."

Feed your faith, not your fears...

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Thought Catalogue #21

There was one point in my life that both my mother and my father were incarcerated. My mother was in the state penitentiary in memphis and to my discovery my father was in Whiteville Correctional Facility in Whiteville, TN about 70 miles away. I learned this when I was a freshmen in college.

She was there because she was convicted of vehicular manslaughter, Driving Under the Influence, Leaving the Scene of the Accident, and a few more charges. After drinking and driving and killing a pedestrian she was sure to spend her life in prison....

He was there, to my understanding for distributing illegal drugs, domestics violence, and many other things. Can you believe, he has been arrested over 75 times in his life? 

I was only 16 years old. My mother lost custody of each of my siblings as we all had different fathers. My younger brother left to be with his father in Anaheim, California while my younger sister departed to live with her father in another part of memphis. My older sister had just become "legal" and was on her own trying to survive for her three children. So, I was left alone. Sort of forgotten....but maybe that was a good thing. Think about it; had they not forgotten about me, I would have ended up in the custody of the state. I really don't think I would have made it out alive.

I was alone. 

I had to survive by myself.

It was eat or be eaten.

So, I apologize for my strong personality. I apologize that many cannot figure me out. I mean no harm but I have layers to me. It makes me beautiful not different. I'm not a science project. I'm not deficient. I'm my own man. I am M.E. I'm a work in progress. But I am what God is molding me to become. I'm a wretched undone. I'm not perfect. 

Don't judge me because I'm not who you want me to be. I'm black. I'm not as tall as you think I should be? That's cool. I like my balance. My shoulders are broad because I've carried the weight of my family my entire life. It was my inheritance, not a burden. I am who I am. Destined to be a strong, courageous father and husband and leader of my very own fold. I've slipped. I've bruised. I've beaten. But I'm still becoming. It's taken me a little time to learn how to release this weight off my shoulders. I never meant any harm, transference is a b----. I'm becoming better. I can't carry the weight of my past. 

You may not like me. Get in line. You may adore me. Much oblige. 

Regrets? Absolutely. I have them. I cannot wallow there though. Will she ever return, I don't know. I hope so but I doubt it. Should I go after her? I don't know. Should I allow her healing? I think.  

Where is him? Him? Yes, him. This is my corpus, I write as I desire. The God in me won't allow me to quit. I surrender my will so that He can continue to lead me.

Most people don't know my story. Most people don't even care to find out. It's okay, I've learned not to take offense to your ignorance. It's bliss, right?

My point is, I make mistakes. We all do. But try not to judge me. I've come a very long way. I have long to go. God has blessed me in a way I cannot describe and you should want to be around to see what He's going to do next.......

My thought catalogue....21

July 28, 2014