“The Measure of a Man” - by Damon Thompson
In a world filled with a thousand illegitimate measures, standards and benchmarks, we need a divine interpretation of God’s intended measuring rod for success. We need heaven’s idea of how a man is measured so we can be released from the pressure, the flawed standard, that inevitable produces in the heart of the man, endeavoring to capture, the seemingly ever-allusive breathe of purpose.
What then is the true measure of a man? Surely that revelation must reach far beyond a career, a hobby, a fanaticism concerning fading dust gathering notions. Could we dare to hear that God is compelling us to the crucible of genuine manhood? The divine sweet-spot for God’s supreme masterpiece, that is mankind… Eureka, we are finding it.
It is far more difficult to locate, because it cannot be accomplished, only inherited. It’s simply the hardest thing we will ever do in life. It is the thing our adversary fights more than any other. It requires the humility of the yielded, conquered heart. It has been, and always will be heaven’s only true measurement for a man, devotion. The proximity that only the love-slain heart may inherit. The singular, all-satisfying pursuit inside of a dimension called time, intimacy.
We only find our throne by being unwavering committed to the lap of the one who is eternally seated on His own sovereign, unshakable throne. Yes, yes, yes, we are catching the first glimpses of our genuine design, our original and eternal intent.
Face to face. Breathe to Breathe.
Unending communion with the beautiful one who’s love never, never, never and I mean never fails. Come on men, lets lean into this invitation and prophetically pick up on the rhythm that sets the heart aright. Let’s dance the dance. The cadence of His world that is screaming into our’s…
“Come on, lets go, it’s time to make history!”
