I sat down to write today's post, and prayed, "What would you like me to write about, Lord?" Immediately, my answer came: "Freedom." Alright, excellent! I rarely get such clear and immediate direction, so I will be quick to obey. Furthermore, this topic is a personal favorite, so all the better!
I also found a verse that is speaking loudly to me today, so here we go!
"I will walk about in freedom, for I have sought out your precepts" Psalm 119:45 (NIV).
I will walk about in freedom. The KJV says "at liberty" and I love that too. What catches my attention most about this verse is not only what it says, but also what it does not say. It doesn't say, "I will hope I'm free" or "I will work toward being free" or "Somedays I feel free" or "I wonder if I am free." Nope. It says, "I WILL walk about in freedom," and furthermore, the author provides an explanation for such steadfast assurance: I have sought your precepts. Even better!
Again, what isn't said here speaks loudly to me. The psalmist doesn't say, "I sought you and you told me everything I needed to know (so now I can be free)." He also doesn't say, "when I fully understand all your precepts, I will be free" or "I can be free because I got full answers to all my questions." No, the writer here sought the Lord. He put his intentions and (presumably) this includes his actions and his heart. And in that, he rests certain that he can walk about in freedom, in the liberty of a loving God.
The wonderful thing? You are guaranteed this same assurance. I could give you a hundred scripture references teaching that those who trust in the Lord will be guided in a straight path (Proverbs 3:5 for starters!), but the key is understanding that the assurance of His involvement in your path IS freedom. You need only believe Him for it, and then walk about in liberty!!! It's what He sacrificed for; so, remember, "It is for freedom that Christ has set us free; stand firm, then, and do not let yourselves be burdened again by a yoke of slavery" (Galatians 5:1) (NIV). AMEN!
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
From the Psalms...
I felt moved to write what I hoped would be a post of encouragement today... I did a little searcheroo in the ole Bible to find a good verse for inspiration. I started by searching for the world "uphold." I found so many results, and in such plenitude... I felt my own heart soaring in the encouragement of His active Word. I think, for today, I will let the Bible speak for itself - and I narrowed it down to just one book!
I don't know that I could add much, but I will encourage you to read each of these slowly... let the promises of His goodness, faithfulness and unrelenting strength trickle over your heart. I love to read the Word out loud. There's fascinating teachings about Biblical precedent for the power of the spoken word. I encourage you to read these out loud... His Word does not return void! Hallelujah!!!
"...for the power of the wicked will be broken, but the LORD upholds the righteous" (37:17)*
"If the LORD delights in a man's way, he makes his steps firm; though he stumble, he will not fall, for the LORD upholds him with his hand" (37:23-24)
"Because you are my help, I sing in the shadow of your wings. My soul clings to you; your right hand upholds me. They who seek my life will be destroyed; they will go down to the depths of the earth" (63:7-9)
"I know that the LORD secures justice for the poor and upholds the cause of the needy" (140:12)
"Your kingdom is an everlasting kingdom, and your dominion endures through all generations. The LORD is faithful to all his promises and loving toward all he has made. The LORD upholds all those who fall and lifts up all who are bowed down" (145:13-14)
"the Maker of heaven and earth, the sea, and everything in them—the LORD, who remains faithful forever. He upholds the cause of the oppressed and gives food to the hungry. The LORD sets prisoners free, the LORD gives sight to the blind, the LORD lifts up those who are bowed down, the LORD loves the righteous" (146:6-8)
*all are from the NIV
I don't know that I could add much, but I will encourage you to read each of these slowly... let the promises of His goodness, faithfulness and unrelenting strength trickle over your heart. I love to read the Word out loud. There's fascinating teachings about Biblical precedent for the power of the spoken word. I encourage you to read these out loud... His Word does not return void! Hallelujah!!!
"...for the power of the wicked will be broken, but the LORD upholds the righteous" (37:17)*
"If the LORD delights in a man's way, he makes his steps firm; though he stumble, he will not fall, for the LORD upholds him with his hand" (37:23-24)
"Because you are my help, I sing in the shadow of your wings. My soul clings to you; your right hand upholds me. They who seek my life will be destroyed; they will go down to the depths of the earth" (63:7-9)
"I know that the LORD secures justice for the poor and upholds the cause of the needy" (140:12)
"Your kingdom is an everlasting kingdom, and your dominion endures through all generations. The LORD is faithful to all his promises and loving toward all he has made. The LORD upholds all those who fall and lifts up all who are bowed down" (145:13-14)
"the Maker of heaven and earth, the sea, and everything in them—the LORD, who remains faithful forever. He upholds the cause of the oppressed and gives food to the hungry. The LORD sets prisoners free, the LORD gives sight to the blind, the LORD lifts up those who are bowed down, the LORD loves the righteous" (146:6-8)
*all are from the NIV
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Examples & Influence
I have to admit, as I sit down to type this, I have almost no idea what I'm going to say. I prayed for guidance about what to write, and I have a topic, and that's about it. I looked for some Bible verses to explore, but nothing I found jumped out at me. So, this may be very short. :)
Here's my "thesis" statement: you & I each exert an unknown amount of influence throughout our days, and it's a responsibility we ought not shirk or ignore.
We are examples to people who may not be looking up to us, per se, but may simply be looking at us from across the lobby, across the restaurant, or ahead of them in the check out line. We have obvious people in our lives who may look to us as leaders, or who may be influenced by our actions. Regardless of our official "position" or role in any situation, there are family members, co-workers, friends, neighbors and even strangers who will see, and notice how you handle yourself in any situation.
Please know that these people will be influenced, however subtly, by your actions and inactions. They will hear the words you speak, the tone with which you speak them. They will see when I roll my eyes or make an irritated face. Children, especially, will notice. Adults will though, too. As followers of Jesus, as representatives of the church, the body, we have an obligation to consider this ambassadorship in our lives.
Please do not think of this has added pressure (although, I admit, I do feel like the heat has gone up a degree or two!). Just, please, be mindful. I resisted putting any "Christian" symbol on my car until I was certain I could consistently drive in a way that wouldn't reflect poorly on the church. Whether or not it should reflect poorly on the church as a whole, or on Jesus Himself is irrelevant. Sometimes, our best opportunities to witness about His impact in our lives are those of which we are unaware.
So, how do you handle the challenging family member? How do you handle the frustrating co-worker or the irritating lady in front of you in line? How do respond to a inconsiderate driver or a bothersome neighbor? By no means do I believe our job is to sit by idly letting everyone do whatever they want around us; accountability and honesty are part of our roles as well. But, the fruit of the Spirit is demonstrated and recognizable by its qualities...and those qualities call us to open ourselves up to show Him off... in kindness, goodness, gentleness and self-control...among others.
Hebrews 12:1 tells us that we are surrounded by a great cloud of witnesses! I sometimes stop and think about how those around me in the earthly world might perceive my actions; I also sometimes stop and remember that He and other witnesses are watching me at all times. I want to make sure I exercise my influence in a way that pleases Him. It's a responsibility that shouldn't, in my opinion, be taken lightly.
Teach us in Your ways, Lord! Teach me how to open my heart to Your spirit each day, so that I may be filled with You and demonstrate Your love to the world around me!
Here's my "thesis" statement: you & I each exert an unknown amount of influence throughout our days, and it's a responsibility we ought not shirk or ignore.
We are examples to people who may not be looking up to us, per se, but may simply be looking at us from across the lobby, across the restaurant, or ahead of them in the check out line. We have obvious people in our lives who may look to us as leaders, or who may be influenced by our actions. Regardless of our official "position" or role in any situation, there are family members, co-workers, friends, neighbors and even strangers who will see, and notice how you handle yourself in any situation.
Please know that these people will be influenced, however subtly, by your actions and inactions. They will hear the words you speak, the tone with which you speak them. They will see when I roll my eyes or make an irritated face. Children, especially, will notice. Adults will though, too. As followers of Jesus, as representatives of the church, the body, we have an obligation to consider this ambassadorship in our lives.
Please do not think of this has added pressure (although, I admit, I do feel like the heat has gone up a degree or two!). Just, please, be mindful. I resisted putting any "Christian" symbol on my car until I was certain I could consistently drive in a way that wouldn't reflect poorly on the church. Whether or not it should reflect poorly on the church as a whole, or on Jesus Himself is irrelevant. Sometimes, our best opportunities to witness about His impact in our lives are those of which we are unaware.
So, how do you handle the challenging family member? How do you handle the frustrating co-worker or the irritating lady in front of you in line? How do respond to a inconsiderate driver or a bothersome neighbor? By no means do I believe our job is to sit by idly letting everyone do whatever they want around us; accountability and honesty are part of our roles as well. But, the fruit of the Spirit is demonstrated and recognizable by its qualities...and those qualities call us to open ourselves up to show Him off... in kindness, goodness, gentleness and self-control...among others.
Hebrews 12:1 tells us that we are surrounded by a great cloud of witnesses! I sometimes stop and think about how those around me in the earthly world might perceive my actions; I also sometimes stop and remember that He and other witnesses are watching me at all times. I want to make sure I exercise my influence in a way that pleases Him. It's a responsibility that shouldn't, in my opinion, be taken lightly.
Teach us in Your ways, Lord! Teach me how to open my heart to Your spirit each day, so that I may be filled with You and demonstrate Your love to the world around me!
Monday, April 27, 2009
Our Mouths
A couple years ago, God used several forms of input to really convict me about how I used my mouth. I started by cutting swear-words completely out of my vocabulary. For a long time, I thought it was silly that certain words somehow created by society had been given this (seemingly) random connotation as "bad" words. Why is one word "bad" and another - with the same meaning - not? I thought it was unlikely that God really was too concerned with which random combination of letters our culture had deemed offensive. And, in some ways, I think I may still be correct about that. I may not be. But what I feel like the Spirit taught me makes the question irrelevant.
We've all heard, "Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?" And I started to challenge myself with a similar question: "Do you worship your Father with that mouth?" I first started to clean up my language out of respect for God. I didn't want my hallelujahs coming through the same lips that spoke other things far less holy.
There are of course wonderful argument for being a good witness and representing the church body well that may be meaningful for you as well. For me, however, the thing that really did it was the idea of not only me being set apart, but also His holiness... and that I didn't even deserve to speak His name, but I am welcome to speak with Him thanks to the sacrifices He orchestrated. Would I be willing to respect and repay that love by cleansing the lips I used to speak His holy name? In praise? In worship? In prayer? I was.
Additionally, there is a great deal of Biblical precedent that demonstrated for me how much power there is in the spoken word. I didn't want to speak those things into my own life, especially when I started to realize that the words I spoke to others, or even under my own breath were a real part of my relationship with Him. Not only because He is with me at all times, but because as I've given my life to Him, that includes every moment, every word, every utterance.
This topic came back up for me recently as I started thinking about the other ways in which I use my mouth. I feel the Lord is encouraging me to "raise the bar" on my own intentional "setting apart" of my mouth. I started thinking about seemingly harmless criticisms I make...a stranger's outfit, a commentator's article... it can be anything, many of which are trivial, some of which are not. There's also gossip. And general sarcasm or cattiness - regardless of the context.
Now, don't get me wrong; I think it's important to speak what is true. I believe very strongly in the value of being willing and able to share and speak what is true for me in any given circumstance. However, I feel a new framework coming into view. First of all, if it comes to something trivial, that's easy. Do I need to make a comment to those I'm with about the ridiculous hairstyle of the person across the coffee shop? No, I don't. There's no value in that for me. And, frankly, it's unkind. But, even when sharing my feelings with those closest to me, I feel a new urgency about using life giving words. I'm pretty cautious and, more importantly, conscious about the words I use and the language I speak in general, but there is always more to learn.
My main point is this: we are given our mouths and the power of language and communication. What does it look like to apply to it a standard of stewardship? The gift we've been given that enables us to speak and form words at all is just that: a gift. How well are we caring for it? How are we using our mouths to bring honor to God? For me, it extends far beyond the words I speak to Him. I am not going to be offended to hear a friend criticize a stranger, and surely, I will do it myself again. But I will ask for forgiveness when I do. We are surrounded by a great cloud of witnesses, and this is a simple way in which I can hope to bring further delight to the heart of God. I hope He will speak to you and say whatever it is you need to hear on this topic. And, if the only purpose of this post is for me to remind myself about the importance of this topic to my own heart, then that's good too. Gratefully, I remind us all that there is no more condemnation for those in Christ (see Romans 8:1).
Lord, for You today, I hope to offer a pure hallelujah! Thank You for Your love for us!
We've all heard, "Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?" And I started to challenge myself with a similar question: "Do you worship your Father with that mouth?" I first started to clean up my language out of respect for God. I didn't want my hallelujahs coming through the same lips that spoke other things far less holy.
There are of course wonderful argument for being a good witness and representing the church body well that may be meaningful for you as well. For me, however, the thing that really did it was the idea of not only me being set apart, but also His holiness... and that I didn't even deserve to speak His name, but I am welcome to speak with Him thanks to the sacrifices He orchestrated. Would I be willing to respect and repay that love by cleansing the lips I used to speak His holy name? In praise? In worship? In prayer? I was.
Additionally, there is a great deal of Biblical precedent that demonstrated for me how much power there is in the spoken word. I didn't want to speak those things into my own life, especially when I started to realize that the words I spoke to others, or even under my own breath were a real part of my relationship with Him. Not only because He is with me at all times, but because as I've given my life to Him, that includes every moment, every word, every utterance.
This topic came back up for me recently as I started thinking about the other ways in which I use my mouth. I feel the Lord is encouraging me to "raise the bar" on my own intentional "setting apart" of my mouth. I started thinking about seemingly harmless criticisms I make...a stranger's outfit, a commentator's article... it can be anything, many of which are trivial, some of which are not. There's also gossip. And general sarcasm or cattiness - regardless of the context.
Now, don't get me wrong; I think it's important to speak what is true. I believe very strongly in the value of being willing and able to share and speak what is true for me in any given circumstance. However, I feel a new framework coming into view. First of all, if it comes to something trivial, that's easy. Do I need to make a comment to those I'm with about the ridiculous hairstyle of the person across the coffee shop? No, I don't. There's no value in that for me. And, frankly, it's unkind. But, even when sharing my feelings with those closest to me, I feel a new urgency about using life giving words. I'm pretty cautious and, more importantly, conscious about the words I use and the language I speak in general, but there is always more to learn.
My main point is this: we are given our mouths and the power of language and communication. What does it look like to apply to it a standard of stewardship? The gift we've been given that enables us to speak and form words at all is just that: a gift. How well are we caring for it? How are we using our mouths to bring honor to God? For me, it extends far beyond the words I speak to Him. I am not going to be offended to hear a friend criticize a stranger, and surely, I will do it myself again. But I will ask for forgiveness when I do. We are surrounded by a great cloud of witnesses, and this is a simple way in which I can hope to bring further delight to the heart of God. I hope He will speak to you and say whatever it is you need to hear on this topic. And, if the only purpose of this post is for me to remind myself about the importance of this topic to my own heart, then that's good too. Gratefully, I remind us all that there is no more condemnation for those in Christ (see Romans 8:1).
Lord, for You today, I hope to offer a pure hallelujah! Thank You for Your love for us!
Saturday, April 25, 2009
The Father of Lies
I recently watched The Passion of the Christ for the first time. If you haven't seen it, I (like many others) highly recommend it. It was difficult to watch, as is to be expected, but it was worthwhile - both in ways I expected, and ways I did not.
One of the images from the opening scene came back to me last night, bringing with it an important reminder. The opening scene is Jesus in the garden at Gethsemane praying while the disciples sleep through their watch duty. Many of us will be familiar with this scene. What the movie makers added was a physical representation of Satan, whispering lies to Jesus while He prayed. While this part of the "plot" may be the product of creative licence, it was a powerful idea. I had never stopped to consider that, not unlike the rest of us, Jesus would have likely had to endure the daily testing and trying of the enemy. I knew about His testing out in the wilderness, but I simply hadn't thought about the daily barrage of lies, temptation, and evil that we all live in and through each day. Thankfully, many of us live in daily victories we may not even fully recognize, but there are times of trial that come of course along with them.
So, in this scene, the Satan character is doing what I'm sure he spends a lot of his time doing today: whispering lies into the ear of One committed to following after God's plans and desires. He's telling Jesus that His sacrifice can't really make up for the sin of all mankind. He's doing what he does to me all the time: he's attacking the core of a heart and a life and trying to seed his lies, lies that speak directly against the heart and truth of God.
Last night, as I was driving home at the end of a long but nice day, I started to have some thoughts that interestingly almost felt foreign as they passed through my minds. More or less, they were just thoughts of discouragement: the things I'm working on aren't meaningful, the positive change I'm seeing in different parts of my world isn't real and won't last, the feelings of belief I have are waning, and likely to disappear soon. In what I absolutely believe was a moment of His grace, God reminded me of that image of the movie's Satan whispering lies into Jesus' ear. And I remembered one of the names the Bible gives to our enemy (emphasis mine):
"You belong to your father, the devil, and you want to carry out your father's desire. He was a murderer from the beginning, not holding to the truth, for there is no truth in him. When he lies, he speaks his native language, for he is a liar and the father of lies" John 8:44 (NIV).
Ah yes, not only is he a liar to his core, but he is the father of lies. Please take a moment to let this phrase - which may be too familiar church-jargon for some of us - penetrate into your mind. The father of lies, the origin of lies, the origin of deceit itself. Wow. That's a powerful label. It impacts me as I ponder it now. He is our ENEMY. He comes to steal, kill and destroy, and I have to say that I believe Beth Moore may be right in saying that after his battle to keep us from salvation is lost, his next priority is to keep us from effective living.
And his #1 tool against our effective living as witnesses of God's very being and essence is his deceit. I have to say that, as I'm retyping this here now, I am also struck by the statement that he was a "murderer from the beginning." If you'll indulge me hear, try imagining someone yelling these words at another person...try imagining someone shouting them at you in seething anger: These words from John are those of Jesus, and He is calling out Satan for who He really is: a murderer from the beginning, in whom there is no truth...a liar, and in fact, the father of lies. Let there be no mistake. We have an enemy, and he is active in our world and in our lives. He is against you and attacking you in a very real way. The Word tells us this is part of being a follower of Jesus. The good news is that the one who is in us has already secured our victory. I'm reminded of yesterday's blog post: through Christ, we have EVERYTHING we need to live in the victory of holiness. And we have eternal salvation and redemption because of Jesus' sacrificial love as He demonstrated it on the cross.
In addition to remembering that there is a Satan, and that he IS working to combat that which your life in Christ is about, remember as well his character: the father of lies, a murderer from the beginning. I pray that these remembrances help embolden your heart as it stands strong on the Word of God. Because victory is His, victory is ours - already. The lies have no more power than you think they do. Live in boldness; you are His! And nothing you do cuts your enemy off at the knees more than seeing you live into that truth!
One of the images from the opening scene came back to me last night, bringing with it an important reminder. The opening scene is Jesus in the garden at Gethsemane praying while the disciples sleep through their watch duty. Many of us will be familiar with this scene. What the movie makers added was a physical representation of Satan, whispering lies to Jesus while He prayed. While this part of the "plot" may be the product of creative licence, it was a powerful idea. I had never stopped to consider that, not unlike the rest of us, Jesus would have likely had to endure the daily testing and trying of the enemy. I knew about His testing out in the wilderness, but I simply hadn't thought about the daily barrage of lies, temptation, and evil that we all live in and through each day. Thankfully, many of us live in daily victories we may not even fully recognize, but there are times of trial that come of course along with them.
So, in this scene, the Satan character is doing what I'm sure he spends a lot of his time doing today: whispering lies into the ear of One committed to following after God's plans and desires. He's telling Jesus that His sacrifice can't really make up for the sin of all mankind. He's doing what he does to me all the time: he's attacking the core of a heart and a life and trying to seed his lies, lies that speak directly against the heart and truth of God.
Last night, as I was driving home at the end of a long but nice day, I started to have some thoughts that interestingly almost felt foreign as they passed through my minds. More or less, they were just thoughts of discouragement: the things I'm working on aren't meaningful, the positive change I'm seeing in different parts of my world isn't real and won't last, the feelings of belief I have are waning, and likely to disappear soon. In what I absolutely believe was a moment of His grace, God reminded me of that image of the movie's Satan whispering lies into Jesus' ear. And I remembered one of the names the Bible gives to our enemy (emphasis mine):
"You belong to your father, the devil, and you want to carry out your father's desire. He was a murderer from the beginning, not holding to the truth, for there is no truth in him. When he lies, he speaks his native language, for he is a liar and the father of lies" John 8:44 (NIV).
Ah yes, not only is he a liar to his core, but he is the father of lies. Please take a moment to let this phrase - which may be too familiar church-jargon for some of us - penetrate into your mind. The father of lies, the origin of lies, the origin of deceit itself. Wow. That's a powerful label. It impacts me as I ponder it now. He is our ENEMY. He comes to steal, kill and destroy, and I have to say that I believe Beth Moore may be right in saying that after his battle to keep us from salvation is lost, his next priority is to keep us from effective living.
And his #1 tool against our effective living as witnesses of God's very being and essence is his deceit. I have to say that, as I'm retyping this here now, I am also struck by the statement that he was a "murderer from the beginning." If you'll indulge me hear, try imagining someone yelling these words at another person...try imagining someone shouting them at you in seething anger: These words from John are those of Jesus, and He is calling out Satan for who He really is: a murderer from the beginning, in whom there is no truth...a liar, and in fact, the father of lies. Let there be no mistake. We have an enemy, and he is active in our world and in our lives. He is against you and attacking you in a very real way. The Word tells us this is part of being a follower of Jesus. The good news is that the one who is in us has already secured our victory. I'm reminded of yesterday's blog post: through Christ, we have EVERYTHING we need to live in the victory of holiness. And we have eternal salvation and redemption because of Jesus' sacrificial love as He demonstrated it on the cross.
In addition to remembering that there is a Satan, and that he IS working to combat that which your life in Christ is about, remember as well his character: the father of lies, a murderer from the beginning. I pray that these remembrances help embolden your heart as it stands strong on the Word of God. Because victory is His, victory is ours - already. The lies have no more power than you think they do. Live in boldness; you are His! And nothing you do cuts your enemy off at the knees more than seeing you live into that truth!
A Quick Side Note
I just have to say that it totally blows me away to receive comments & emails from those of you reading along... I am truly humbled and honored by being invited into your day. Thank you! And keep 'em coming! Your thoughts are always welcome here! Much much love!
Friday, April 24, 2009
Empowerment
I don't know about you, but I happen to find myself feeling sort of inadequate sometimes. In fact, I probably consider myself to be inadequate for whatever task is at hand quite frequently. And, in and of myself, I am inadequate for a great number of tasks and callings. The wonderful news is that I do not live in and of myself alone.
Many of us are familiar with Philippians 4:13 which reads, "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me" (NKJV). And I take great comfort in that truth. I also take great comfort in the fact that certain key points in the Bible are stated and restated over and over again. It gives folks like myself, with an extra thick skull, a chance of really grasping the truth in a way that takes on power and meaning.
I've recently become more intimately acquainted with one such re-statement:
"His divine power has given us everything we need for life and godliness through our knowledge of him who called us by his own glory and goodness. Through these he has given us his very great and precious promises, so that through them you may participate in the divine nature and escape the corruption in the world caused by evil desires" 2 Peter 1:3-4 (NIV).
For me, there is a new layer of understanding with some of the specifics cited here. He's given us everything we need. And let there be no doubt. I like to check my "facts" on these types of things, and that word for everything is definitely all-encompassing. It implies implies "all, any, every, the whole...all manner of" and more. It also implies all of these things, but additionally a thoroughness and wholeness. This word leaves no room for doubt. He's given us everything we could need. And, not only for life, but for Godliness and holiness (which is implied in the root word). Pretty awesome, huh?
And, this verse also lets us know that it is through His glory and goodness that we've been given His great and precious promises and that through His promises we are enabled and allowed to participate in the divine nature. Several translations (the ESV & NASB) say that we are enabled to become "partakers of the divine nature."
So, for me, today, I am thankful - and living into belief in His promise. I'll be partaking as much as I can today, thanks to Him!
Many of us are familiar with Philippians 4:13 which reads, "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me" (NKJV). And I take great comfort in that truth. I also take great comfort in the fact that certain key points in the Bible are stated and restated over and over again. It gives folks like myself, with an extra thick skull, a chance of really grasping the truth in a way that takes on power and meaning.
I've recently become more intimately acquainted with one such re-statement:
"His divine power has given us everything we need for life and godliness through our knowledge of him who called us by his own glory and goodness. Through these he has given us his very great and precious promises, so that through them you may participate in the divine nature and escape the corruption in the world caused by evil desires" 2 Peter 1:3-4 (NIV).
For me, there is a new layer of understanding with some of the specifics cited here. He's given us everything we need. And let there be no doubt. I like to check my "facts" on these types of things, and that word for everything is definitely all-encompassing. It implies implies "all, any, every, the whole...all manner of" and more. It also implies all of these things, but additionally a thoroughness and wholeness. This word leaves no room for doubt. He's given us everything we could need. And, not only for life, but for Godliness and holiness (which is implied in the root word). Pretty awesome, huh?
And, this verse also lets us know that it is through His glory and goodness that we've been given His great and precious promises and that through His promises we are enabled and allowed to participate in the divine nature. Several translations (the ESV & NASB) say that we are enabled to become "partakers of the divine nature."
So, for me, today, I am thankful - and living into belief in His promise. I'll be partaking as much as I can today, thanks to Him!
Thursday, April 23, 2009
He Speaks!
Colossians 3:16 instructs believers to "let the word of Christ dwell in your richly." I was remembering this in my prayer this morning, and asked for specific verses to be brought to my attention throughout the day so that I could take them into my heart and let them dwell in me richly. As I say that, I realize it's a sort of interesting request. I was on my way to work while I was praying, and during my workday, I rarely come across any scripture, other than that which is pasted on little post-it notes all over my desk. I suppose one of them could have come to me again with a new weight or insight, but the ones on the post-it notes are usually the ones that have already done so recently! Anyway, God never fails to answer our need, does He?
A dear and Godly friend emailed me back today, and in her email, she said she felt led to include some scripture. It is below. It spoke to me, and I am breathing it in and trusting Him to teach me to be a dwelling place for its wisdom, life and truth.
"Let love and faithfulness never leave you; bind them around your neck, write them on the tablet of your heart. Then you will win favor and a good name in the sight of God and man." Proverbs 3:3-4
I feel a little bit like a broken record on this blog, because I feel like I write about belief and faithfulness just about every day... so, you'll have to forgive me! I just seem to need reminders almost daily! Plus, His Word does say that "...without faith it is impossible to please God..." (see Hebrews 11:6), and I don't know about you, but I know I want to please Him! So I will not feel too sorry for focusing so much on faith & belief. :)
So, back to my verses for today... I love the imagery in this passage. I imagine myself cracking open the tablet of my heart, something I keep in such a quiet, sacred space, and writing the Greek words on them in a beautiful scrawl... in fact, I'll let Him do the writing. I bet His spiritual handwriting is simply breathtaking... I imagine these same words emblazoned on a necklace, one that I wear like a banner across my chest, over my heart. I know me, and I'm sure I'd do with it as I do with my cross necklaces... I'd find my fingers grasping it at different points in the day when I need a reminder of that on which I stand, or when I want to feel more closeness with my Lord.
The first of these Greek words, by the way, translates perhaps more directly to "mercy" or "loving-kindness" - at least in the way I think of the words in English. The second word translates fairly to faithfulness, but carries with it a weight upon the idea of belief and certainty. And not just that, but also the idea of truth. This word is about knowing I believe in truth. One might say, it's about Truth - with the capital "T."
It's only at this point in my writing of this entry that the true message of these words for me today comes clear. Loving-kindness...that word implies with it a tenderness or sweetness of action and favor. Yes, I hear You, God! He's reminding me that, in response to all situations (especially one that's pointedly on my mind today!) I am to walk into and through the moments wearing His loving-kindness around my neck, and on my heart. I am to know that He is the truth upon which I stand... the Truth. And that is enough.
Yes, Lord, let this Word dwell in me richly. May it be the air I breathe, the words I speak, the thoughts I think. I yield my heart up to You; put Your scrawl there, and let it never be removed!
A dear and Godly friend emailed me back today, and in her email, she said she felt led to include some scripture. It is below. It spoke to me, and I am breathing it in and trusting Him to teach me to be a dwelling place for its wisdom, life and truth.
"Let love and faithfulness never leave you; bind them around your neck, write them on the tablet of your heart. Then you will win favor and a good name in the sight of God and man." Proverbs 3:3-4
I feel a little bit like a broken record on this blog, because I feel like I write about belief and faithfulness just about every day... so, you'll have to forgive me! I just seem to need reminders almost daily! Plus, His Word does say that "...without faith it is impossible to please God..." (see Hebrews 11:6), and I don't know about you, but I know I want to please Him! So I will not feel too sorry for focusing so much on faith & belief. :)
So, back to my verses for today... I love the imagery in this passage. I imagine myself cracking open the tablet of my heart, something I keep in such a quiet, sacred space, and writing the Greek words on them in a beautiful scrawl... in fact, I'll let Him do the writing. I bet His spiritual handwriting is simply breathtaking... I imagine these same words emblazoned on a necklace, one that I wear like a banner across my chest, over my heart. I know me, and I'm sure I'd do with it as I do with my cross necklaces... I'd find my fingers grasping it at different points in the day when I need a reminder of that on which I stand, or when I want to feel more closeness with my Lord.
The first of these Greek words, by the way, translates perhaps more directly to "mercy" or "loving-kindness" - at least in the way I think of the words in English. The second word translates fairly to faithfulness, but carries with it a weight upon the idea of belief and certainty. And not just that, but also the idea of truth. This word is about knowing I believe in truth. One might say, it's about Truth - with the capital "T."
It's only at this point in my writing of this entry that the true message of these words for me today comes clear. Loving-kindness...that word implies with it a tenderness or sweetness of action and favor. Yes, I hear You, God! He's reminding me that, in response to all situations (especially one that's pointedly on my mind today!) I am to walk into and through the moments wearing His loving-kindness around my neck, and on my heart. I am to know that He is the truth upon which I stand... the Truth. And that is enough.
Yes, Lord, let this Word dwell in me richly. May it be the air I breathe, the words I speak, the thoughts I think. I yield my heart up to You; put Your scrawl there, and let it never be removed!
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Power-Packed Shot of Belief-Boosting Truth
I am not feeling great today (physically). Allergies and the aftermath of eating way too much junkfood for the last few days have converged to give me a whopper of a headache and a feeling of all around ick. So, it was an easy day to find reasons to feel discouraged.
Thankfully, I was aware of that potential, and decided to get my Sword & Shield nice and ready! Here are my weapons for the day:
"And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose" Romans 8:28 (NIV).
and
"Now all glory to God, who is able, through his mighty power at work within us, to accomplish infinitely more than we might ask or think" Ephesians 3:20 (NLT).
Trust me, before I put in the few minutes it took to claim these for myself today, the day was not going nearly as well as it is now. Praise God for such a powerful tool in His word!!! I have been, and will be claiming these as often as I need to! Thank You, Lord!
Thankfully, I was aware of that potential, and decided to get my Sword & Shield nice and ready! Here are my weapons for the day:
"And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose" Romans 8:28 (NIV).
and
"Now all glory to God, who is able, through his mighty power at work within us, to accomplish infinitely more than we might ask or think" Ephesians 3:20 (NLT).
Trust me, before I put in the few minutes it took to claim these for myself today, the day was not going nearly as well as it is now. Praise God for such a powerful tool in His word!!! I have been, and will be claiming these as often as I need to! Thank You, Lord!
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Give Him an Inch...
You know that old saying, "Give 'em an inch, and they'll take a mile"? Well, I was thinking about that and how, flipped around, it can so speak of our Lord!
Here's the thing, and I mean this in a good way... but, I think God is more than just a little bit of a show-off. Now, before you go getting all worked up on me, let me see if I can unpack my thoughts here a bit.
First, start with Isaiah 61:1-3
"The Spirit of the Sovereign LORD is on me, because the LORD has anointed me to preach good news to the poor. He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim freedom for the captives and release from darkness for the prisoners, to proclaim the year of the LORD's favor and the day of vengeance of our God, to comfort all who mourn, and provide for those who grieve in Zion—to bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes, the oil of gladness instead of mourning, and a garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair. They will be called oaks of righteousness, a planting of the LORD for the display of his splendor" (NIV).
Okay, seriously, I'm tempted to just say "Point made." I mean, wow! This is what our Lord is about. This is His business, His speciality. Praise God for a Lordship of Restoration! Hallelujah!
But, add to that the fact that Jesus laid down His claim to this same mission to prevent there from being any question about His plan for His time on earth in Luke Four. Again, need I say more?
I think not. But, I'm going to... :)
Review the end of that Isaiah passage. He intends to plant us for a display of His splendor. Tell me how awesome that is! He not only wants to plant us and help us to grow; He not only wants to grow us into oaks of righteousness (deep, tree roots and all), but He also wants to show us off! The display of His splendor!
Now this idea isn't new...not at all... obviously, it's scripture for starters, but it's been taught by many Bible teachers over time. What struck me today, though, was just that all He asks from us to start this ball rolling is just our belief in Him. And that's it! He says "Lean into me, and I will renew, revitalize and redeem you." Pretty good deal, I think. So, I say, give Him that inch and let Him bring you the next mile, and keep handing over mile after mile, and watch how far He'll take us! I hope I shine and glow in splendor so bright no one misses His glory! Seem far fetched?
"Now all glory to God, who is able, through his mighty power at work within us, to accomplish infinitely more than we might ask or think" Ephesians 3:20 (NLT).
Believe Him for BIG, friends. It's a daily journey, but one SO worth the travel!
Here's the thing, and I mean this in a good way... but, I think God is more than just a little bit of a show-off. Now, before you go getting all worked up on me, let me see if I can unpack my thoughts here a bit.
First, start with Isaiah 61:1-3
"The Spirit of the Sovereign LORD is on me, because the LORD has anointed me to preach good news to the poor. He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim freedom for the captives and release from darkness for the prisoners, to proclaim the year of the LORD's favor and the day of vengeance of our God, to comfort all who mourn, and provide for those who grieve in Zion—to bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes, the oil of gladness instead of mourning, and a garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair. They will be called oaks of righteousness, a planting of the LORD for the display of his splendor" (NIV).
Okay, seriously, I'm tempted to just say "Point made." I mean, wow! This is what our Lord is about. This is His business, His speciality. Praise God for a Lordship of Restoration! Hallelujah!
But, add to that the fact that Jesus laid down His claim to this same mission to prevent there from being any question about His plan for His time on earth in Luke Four. Again, need I say more?
I think not. But, I'm going to... :)
Review the end of that Isaiah passage. He intends to plant us for a display of His splendor. Tell me how awesome that is! He not only wants to plant us and help us to grow; He not only wants to grow us into oaks of righteousness (deep, tree roots and all), but He also wants to show us off! The display of His splendor!
Now this idea isn't new...not at all... obviously, it's scripture for starters, but it's been taught by many Bible teachers over time. What struck me today, though, was just that all He asks from us to start this ball rolling is just our belief in Him. And that's it! He says "Lean into me, and I will renew, revitalize and redeem you." Pretty good deal, I think. So, I say, give Him that inch and let Him bring you the next mile, and keep handing over mile after mile, and watch how far He'll take us! I hope I shine and glow in splendor so bright no one misses His glory! Seem far fetched?
"Now all glory to God, who is able, through his mighty power at work within us, to accomplish infinitely more than we might ask or think" Ephesians 3:20 (NLT).
Believe Him for BIG, friends. It's a daily journey, but one SO worth the travel!
Monday, April 20, 2009
A New Normal
I was at a (wonder) prayer meeting and worship time last night, and the prayer leader brought up an idea that got my wheels turning. The idea was that of a "new normal."
He was speaking about the places in our lives where we get complacent, and seem to just "accept" that what is today is the way it will always be. He encouraged us all to pray for expectation. I was thinking about my recent posts about expecting more from God. Expecting Him to be bigger and to do and be more. You may have already made the leap from one place to another, but I realized that, for myself, I hadn't gotten as far as thinking about what expecting more of Him might translate into when it comes to how He shows up in the "real world."
So, I started thinking about the people I'd sort of given up on, in a way. And, for me, I'm not thinking of the addict child who a parent lovingly places boundaries on, or the frustrating friend with whom someone temporarily takes a contact-break for the sake of gaining clarity. Not that kind of "give up." I was thinking about the family members who are living their lives far from God...even those with whom I've talked about God and faith and more. But, after continued non-movement, have sort of gotten complacent in my prayer and hopeful expectations for them to come into a place of present, active relationship with God.
I thought about the "backpack" I wrote about last week... and the areas in my life, and in the lives of those I love that I've sort of taken on as "accepted" parts of life... some of which may not be acceptable at all.
And I started thinking about my workplace... where I already probably push the envelope on normal in some ways (wink)... but in which "normal" includes gossip, sniping, impatience and so much more. Perhaps in this context more than any other, I felt a swell in my heart about just how different a new normal could be from the one we all live in today.
I can imagine a corporate workplace where gossiping is as shocking and dismaying as those folks that sometimes show up out of compliance with the dress code. I can imagine a place where the very culture of the company supports a management team that sees their role as a role of service, rather than a more secular idea of leadership and direction-giving alone.
I will say that, even here, I know there are those who live in this version of normal within their own space, and within their own walls. But I believe that an uprising of prayer and a few simple choices to act intentionally as a role-model could change all kinds of things.
The contexts for this idea are limitless, and the possibilities are too.
And it's easy to dream big... but harder (at least for me) to believe big. So, I'm going to undertake a simple exercise, and I hope you'll join me. Consider a few contexts in your own life - work, home, family... you name it. Maybe even church! And imagine some ideals that you think Jesus would like to see become the "new normal." Let yourself just imagine big! Then, immersed in the idea of a new cultural norm in that place, imagine what it'd look like. Maybe come up with a few specific actions or scenarios. Then, pray. Pray pray pray, and start living out those scenarios. And enlist others in prayer if you are willing to take ownership of the boldness granted us in Christ (2 Timothy 1:7). And then expect a new normal... a big one!
He was speaking about the places in our lives where we get complacent, and seem to just "accept" that what is today is the way it will always be. He encouraged us all to pray for expectation. I was thinking about my recent posts about expecting more from God. Expecting Him to be bigger and to do and be more. You may have already made the leap from one place to another, but I realized that, for myself, I hadn't gotten as far as thinking about what expecting more of Him might translate into when it comes to how He shows up in the "real world."
So, I started thinking about the people I'd sort of given up on, in a way. And, for me, I'm not thinking of the addict child who a parent lovingly places boundaries on, or the frustrating friend with whom someone temporarily takes a contact-break for the sake of gaining clarity. Not that kind of "give up." I was thinking about the family members who are living their lives far from God...even those with whom I've talked about God and faith and more. But, after continued non-movement, have sort of gotten complacent in my prayer and hopeful expectations for them to come into a place of present, active relationship with God.
I thought about the "backpack" I wrote about last week... and the areas in my life, and in the lives of those I love that I've sort of taken on as "accepted" parts of life... some of which may not be acceptable at all.
And I started thinking about my workplace... where I already probably push the envelope on normal in some ways (wink)... but in which "normal" includes gossip, sniping, impatience and so much more. Perhaps in this context more than any other, I felt a swell in my heart about just how different a new normal could be from the one we all live in today.
I can imagine a corporate workplace where gossiping is as shocking and dismaying as those folks that sometimes show up out of compliance with the dress code. I can imagine a place where the very culture of the company supports a management team that sees their role as a role of service, rather than a more secular idea of leadership and direction-giving alone.
I will say that, even here, I know there are those who live in this version of normal within their own space, and within their own walls. But I believe that an uprising of prayer and a few simple choices to act intentionally as a role-model could change all kinds of things.
The contexts for this idea are limitless, and the possibilities are too.
And it's easy to dream big... but harder (at least for me) to believe big. So, I'm going to undertake a simple exercise, and I hope you'll join me. Consider a few contexts in your own life - work, home, family... you name it. Maybe even church! And imagine some ideals that you think Jesus would like to see become the "new normal." Let yourself just imagine big! Then, immersed in the idea of a new cultural norm in that place, imagine what it'd look like. Maybe come up with a few specific actions or scenarios. Then, pray. Pray pray pray, and start living out those scenarios. And enlist others in prayer if you are willing to take ownership of the boldness granted us in Christ (2 Timothy 1:7). And then expect a new normal... a big one!
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Confession
For me, it's historically been easy to realize a mistake I'd made, feel bad, remember the forgiveness freely offered by God, and then start to feel better.
There is, however, a key point missed in this progression when it plays out, and lately, the Spirit has been convicting me and reminding me of that fact. What step? I hope it is obvious for you! Asking for forgiveness. There are many Bible verses espousing the benefits of confession, and there are, additionally, many if/then type statements within those verses.
I'll let you delve into the breadth if you so desire; in the meantime, here is a passage I am learning to appreciate more and more within this context:
"When I kept silence [before I confessed], my bones wasted away through my groaning all the day long. For day and night Your hand [of displeasure] was heavy upon me; my moisture was turned into the drought of summer. Selah [pause, and calmly think of that]! I acknowledged my sin to You, and my iniquity I did not hide. I said, I will confess my transgressions to the Lord [continually unfolding the past till all is told]—then You [instantly] forgave me the guilt and iniquity of my sin. Selah [pause, and calmly think of that]!" Psalms 32:3-5 (AMP).
I think of my own times of keeping silent: both those intentional and unintentional. I think of the many ways and times in life in which my groaning (mostly silent) left me feeling like I was wasting away. Then, I think of recent undertaking of putting into place more intentional confession. Instant forgiveness! I know, for me, also a new and instant awareness of His grace and my freedom. God is good.
There is, however, a key point missed in this progression when it plays out, and lately, the Spirit has been convicting me and reminding me of that fact. What step? I hope it is obvious for you! Asking for forgiveness. There are many Bible verses espousing the benefits of confession, and there are, additionally, many if/then type statements within those verses.
I'll let you delve into the breadth if you so desire; in the meantime, here is a passage I am learning to appreciate more and more within this context:
"When I kept silence [before I confessed], my bones wasted away through my groaning all the day long. For day and night Your hand [of displeasure] was heavy upon me; my moisture was turned into the drought of summer. Selah [pause, and calmly think of that]! I acknowledged my sin to You, and my iniquity I did not hide. I said, I will confess my transgressions to the Lord [continually unfolding the past till all is told]—then You [instantly] forgave me the guilt and iniquity of my sin. Selah [pause, and calmly think of that]!" Psalms 32:3-5 (AMP).
I think of my own times of keeping silent: both those intentional and unintentional. I think of the many ways and times in life in which my groaning (mostly silent) left me feeling like I was wasting away. Then, I think of recent undertaking of putting into place more intentional confession. Instant forgiveness! I know, for me, also a new and instant awareness of His grace and my freedom. God is good.
Friday, April 17, 2009
Setting Face Like Flint Against the Accuser
I have found a new verse to memorize, live & love:
"Because the Sovereign Lord helps me, I will not be disgraced. Therefore have I set my face like flint, and I know I will not be put to shame" Isaiah 50:7 (NIV).
There are a few things I love about this verse. First of all, the way its ordered clicks perfectly well with the way my head works. It is because of the Sovereign Lord's help that I will not be disgraced, just as it's stated. It's also because of this assurance that I can set my face like flint. Something about that translation and wording is just so wonderful to me!
I have said before that there's sort of iron core of strength deep down inside myself...and, sometimes, I know when facing a tough situation that it's time to get in touch with that strength.
(Now, another day perhaps we can talk about the source (or Source) of that strength... I do not mean to say it is of my own creation or doing... but going into that further is off topic for me today.)
In reference to accessing that strength or finding emotional access to it, I've said before that it feels like banging an iron pipe against that iron core.... I can almost hear the strong, resounding clang. It's deep and sturdy sounding. That's what I feel like when I dig deep into that solidity inside.
So, in turn, the idea of setting my face like flint appeals to me and makes perfect sense in that wonderful intangible way that language sometimes becomes real for me without any sort of translation. I love it.
Lastly, the verse reiterates and makes a strong statement of faith: I know I will not be put to shame. Exactly.
For me, this one strikes that lovely place of acknowledgment inside. I get it. No further explanation necessary. I just get it.
Isn't it great to love and serve and follow a God who knows these minute nuances of our beings...who developed them and created them and tweaked them into being with loving kindness and grace? I love it. Thank You, Lord! You spoke to me today!
"Because the Sovereign Lord helps me, I will not be disgraced. Therefore have I set my face like flint, and I know I will not be put to shame" Isaiah 50:7 (NIV).
There are a few things I love about this verse. First of all, the way its ordered clicks perfectly well with the way my head works. It is because of the Sovereign Lord's help that I will not be disgraced, just as it's stated. It's also because of this assurance that I can set my face like flint. Something about that translation and wording is just so wonderful to me!
I have said before that there's sort of iron core of strength deep down inside myself...and, sometimes, I know when facing a tough situation that it's time to get in touch with that strength.
(Now, another day perhaps we can talk about the source (or Source) of that strength... I do not mean to say it is of my own creation or doing... but going into that further is off topic for me today.)
In reference to accessing that strength or finding emotional access to it, I've said before that it feels like banging an iron pipe against that iron core.... I can almost hear the strong, resounding clang. It's deep and sturdy sounding. That's what I feel like when I dig deep into that solidity inside.
So, in turn, the idea of setting my face like flint appeals to me and makes perfect sense in that wonderful intangible way that language sometimes becomes real for me without any sort of translation. I love it.
Lastly, the verse reiterates and makes a strong statement of faith: I know I will not be put to shame. Exactly.
For me, this one strikes that lovely place of acknowledgment inside. I get it. No further explanation necessary. I just get it.
Isn't it great to love and serve and follow a God who knows these minute nuances of our beings...who developed them and created them and tweaked them into being with loving kindness and grace? I love it. Thank You, Lord! You spoke to me today!
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Simplicity
There's an India.Arie lyric that I really love: "I've found that the art of simplicity simply means making peace with your complexity."
I think there's a lot of wisdom in this idea, and I think that - without realizing it - the idea has come into play a lot for me in my journey towards a greater faith.
I was talking last week with a good friend and sharing some of my fears, doubts and uncertainties. I was asking questions like that centered around trying to understand the true nature of God and how it plays out in the "real world" these days. More specifically, I was trying to figure out how to figure out what He is doing in my personal real world! :)
But, even as I type that, I underscore the point I'm going toward here. I was "trying to figure out how to figure out" God. I was trying to figure out God? Ha! I believe I spent years drawing nearer to the Lord, and then jettisoning backward because I'd bump into a complexity I didn't understand. I couldn't figure it out; and I couldn't figure Him out.
I'm grateful that I have a seeker's heart, and I kept digging, but I readily admit that I came to the place of peace I find myself in today not without some serious scuffles and tangles along the way. What I think I have been able to figure out is this: God is complex. His universe is complex. His capacity for complexity and sophistication truly is far beyond that which I could ever conceive. And I think this is born out not only in the countless layers of scripture, scriptural reference, historical application and Biblical storyline, but also in the way life shows up at my door each morning.
And please hear me when I say that I don't think of this complexity as a negative thing; and maybe "complex" isn't the right word to use. I will say this, there is more breadth and depth to the world around me than I will ever be able to fully grasp. Shoot, there is more breadth and depth to my own internal environment (i.e. my feelings & thoughts) than I can grasp at any given point. So, naturally, the Lord is the Lord of all these things, and He, Himself, tops all!
That said, I am grateful to have come to a place where the complexities of His will, His word and His plan no longer drive me batty. I, personally, gave up trying to found my relationship with Him in my head. I let Him move into my heart, and the questions in my head (many of which still exist!) no longer seem so critical. I have some areas in which I feel like I've found answers...but, I always know they're subject to change, and I no longer feel very attached to being "right" in those areas.
I think that, in summary, it's fair to say that basically, I've made peace with the complexity and that has brought about the simplicity of trust and surrender.
As I close this post, I realize that what I've just said has very, very relevant and practical application to my life today. I have half a dozen "problems" that come to mind when I ask myself, "What scenarios would be bettered if I made a conscious effort to make peace with their complexity?" In the end, for me, I think that "making peace" is really rooted in surrender and trust... but in the end, semantics aside, it is still the pathway to an inner serenity I suspect we all crave. I know I do. So, I will thank the Spirit today for a lesson I think I needed: the intricacies of life are. The end. They are. And He is. And He is God. I can trust in that. I can release into that. I can let go.
Ahhhh...
I think there's a lot of wisdom in this idea, and I think that - without realizing it - the idea has come into play a lot for me in my journey towards a greater faith.
I was talking last week with a good friend and sharing some of my fears, doubts and uncertainties. I was asking questions like that centered around trying to understand the true nature of God and how it plays out in the "real world" these days. More specifically, I was trying to figure out how to figure out what He is doing in my personal real world! :)
But, even as I type that, I underscore the point I'm going toward here. I was "trying to figure out how to figure out" God. I was trying to figure out God? Ha! I believe I spent years drawing nearer to the Lord, and then jettisoning backward because I'd bump into a complexity I didn't understand. I couldn't figure it out; and I couldn't figure Him out.
I'm grateful that I have a seeker's heart, and I kept digging, but I readily admit that I came to the place of peace I find myself in today not without some serious scuffles and tangles along the way. What I think I have been able to figure out is this: God is complex. His universe is complex. His capacity for complexity and sophistication truly is far beyond that which I could ever conceive. And I think this is born out not only in the countless layers of scripture, scriptural reference, historical application and Biblical storyline, but also in the way life shows up at my door each morning.
And please hear me when I say that I don't think of this complexity as a negative thing; and maybe "complex" isn't the right word to use. I will say this, there is more breadth and depth to the world around me than I will ever be able to fully grasp. Shoot, there is more breadth and depth to my own internal environment (i.e. my feelings & thoughts) than I can grasp at any given point. So, naturally, the Lord is the Lord of all these things, and He, Himself, tops all!
That said, I am grateful to have come to a place where the complexities of His will, His word and His plan no longer drive me batty. I, personally, gave up trying to found my relationship with Him in my head. I let Him move into my heart, and the questions in my head (many of which still exist!) no longer seem so critical. I have some areas in which I feel like I've found answers...but, I always know they're subject to change, and I no longer feel very attached to being "right" in those areas.
I think that, in summary, it's fair to say that basically, I've made peace with the complexity and that has brought about the simplicity of trust and surrender.
As I close this post, I realize that what I've just said has very, very relevant and practical application to my life today. I have half a dozen "problems" that come to mind when I ask myself, "What scenarios would be bettered if I made a conscious effort to make peace with their complexity?" In the end, for me, I think that "making peace" is really rooted in surrender and trust... but in the end, semantics aside, it is still the pathway to an inner serenity I suspect we all crave. I know I do. So, I will thank the Spirit today for a lesson I think I needed: the intricacies of life are. The end. They are. And He is. And He is God. I can trust in that. I can release into that. I can let go.
Ahhhh...
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Ready or Not
This is going to be a short one today... partially because I am beyond brain dead, but also because the thought that's been tinkering around is a pretty simple one!
In daily life, it seems like there's a lot of talk about getting or being ready. I am sure I say it all the time... "I think I'm ready" or "I don't know if I'm really ready for that" or "I just want to feel ready." So, it got me thinking, how do we really define this idea of readiness?
I think that, most of the time, the way it's used in casual conversation sort of points to more a feeling of readiness, rather than a true state of readiness. I have to wonder, what if I took the idea of "Do I feel ready?" from my vocabulary, and instead asked myself only whether or not God was ready for me to do or say or be whatever is in question.
I think that, if it's within His timing, we're always "ready." And maybe when I say I'm not ready, I'm really just sensing that His timing has not yet come. Depends. But, I can say for certain that, at least at times, I don't focus my energies on discerning His timing, but instead, I focus on identifying how ready I feel.
Food for thought. A little circular, but hopefully not too much so!
Would love to hear your thoughts!
In daily life, it seems like there's a lot of talk about getting or being ready. I am sure I say it all the time... "I think I'm ready" or "I don't know if I'm really ready for that" or "I just want to feel ready." So, it got me thinking, how do we really define this idea of readiness?
I think that, most of the time, the way it's used in casual conversation sort of points to more a feeling of readiness, rather than a true state of readiness. I have to wonder, what if I took the idea of "Do I feel ready?" from my vocabulary, and instead asked myself only whether or not God was ready for me to do or say or be whatever is in question.
I think that, if it's within His timing, we're always "ready." And maybe when I say I'm not ready, I'm really just sensing that His timing has not yet come. Depends. But, I can say for certain that, at least at times, I don't focus my energies on discerning His timing, but instead, I focus on identifying how ready I feel.
Food for thought. A little circular, but hopefully not too much so!
Would love to hear your thoughts!
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Backpacks
I was talking with a group of friends tonight and one of the things I said struck my own ears in that way that sometimes catches my attention. I think, "Did I just say that? Hmmm, interesting food for thought."
The gist of what I said was this: "These are my issues; this is my stuff. I have a hard time trusting God, and I tend to be pretty self-absorbed. That's just my stuff. I carry my stuff around with me in my backpack. It's always been like that."
Hmm, so this may not seem particularly shocking to you - especially if you read this blog regularly. It's about as shocking as "the sky is blue." I know. But, what I realized is that in a relatively substantial way, I think I own these shortcomings as part of my identity. What I think was implicit in what I said was a final, silent sentence that basically says, "And that's how it will always be." What struck me, as I spoke the words, was the thought, "What would it be like for me if I let God empty that backpack? What would that look like in my life?" My next thought took it a step further: "Doesn't the gift of Jesus mean that I don't even have to carry a backpack at all? And, in my heart of hearts, do I believe that?"
I don't know. I know I'm not the only one, but those of us who relate to this idea may be in the minority; I really don't know. What I do know is that I think I've unintentionally put more faith in my own character defects than I have in God's ability to remove them. It wasn't on purpose, and it certainly wasn't an explicit decision. But if you look at the story hidden inside the daily-ness of life, I think I just sort of slipped into it. Regardless of how it happened though, I am beyond overjoyed to know that I have the option to slip out of it too.
As this idea has unfolded for me throughout the day, I've been praying for God to enlarge my expectations of Him. I heard someone talk about "getting [her] hopes up" today. It made me think about this idea. I want to get my hopes up in Christ! I want to expect enormous freedom and huge grace from Him. I want to expect that His power and His mercy and His holiness and His mercy will each knock my socks off again and again... and then I want to be blown out of the water by how much bigger He is than anything I could have ever expected.
I own a backpack. I have a rotating list of a few personal effects I've carried in it for a very long time. But Jesus came to set the captives free; He came to proclaim good news to the prisoner and to rebuild the long devastated places (see Isaiah 61 for the most awesome mission statement of all time). I am quite certain that He came to take my backpack. The metaphor may be silly, but I have tears in my eyes as I type this.
I love this journey. It feels pretty sucky some days; don't get me wrong. I have plenty of those days. But I love this journey. And I love my tour guide. And some days it feels amazing. Then there are days like today where it feels a little bit of both. I'll take it. It's His show, and I am so glad to be a part of it. I have no earthly idea how to take my stuff out of my backpack, let alone take the backpack off completely. Thanks to the heavens (truly!) that I don't need to know how. I just need to let Him teach me. Teach me, Lord! Here I am! I am willing! And You are ready, and that is all I need!
So, assuming I'm not the only one with a backpack, I will ask the question: what do you carry in yours?
The gist of what I said was this: "These are my issues; this is my stuff. I have a hard time trusting God, and I tend to be pretty self-absorbed. That's just my stuff. I carry my stuff around with me in my backpack. It's always been like that."
Hmm, so this may not seem particularly shocking to you - especially if you read this blog regularly. It's about as shocking as "the sky is blue." I know. But, what I realized is that in a relatively substantial way, I think I own these shortcomings as part of my identity. What I think was implicit in what I said was a final, silent sentence that basically says, "And that's how it will always be." What struck me, as I spoke the words, was the thought, "What would it be like for me if I let God empty that backpack? What would that look like in my life?" My next thought took it a step further: "Doesn't the gift of Jesus mean that I don't even have to carry a backpack at all? And, in my heart of hearts, do I believe that?"
I don't know. I know I'm not the only one, but those of us who relate to this idea may be in the minority; I really don't know. What I do know is that I think I've unintentionally put more faith in my own character defects than I have in God's ability to remove them. It wasn't on purpose, and it certainly wasn't an explicit decision. But if you look at the story hidden inside the daily-ness of life, I think I just sort of slipped into it. Regardless of how it happened though, I am beyond overjoyed to know that I have the option to slip out of it too.
As this idea has unfolded for me throughout the day, I've been praying for God to enlarge my expectations of Him. I heard someone talk about "getting [her] hopes up" today. It made me think about this idea. I want to get my hopes up in Christ! I want to expect enormous freedom and huge grace from Him. I want to expect that His power and His mercy and His holiness and His mercy will each knock my socks off again and again... and then I want to be blown out of the water by how much bigger He is than anything I could have ever expected.
I own a backpack. I have a rotating list of a few personal effects I've carried in it for a very long time. But Jesus came to set the captives free; He came to proclaim good news to the prisoner and to rebuild the long devastated places (see Isaiah 61 for the most awesome mission statement of all time). I am quite certain that He came to take my backpack. The metaphor may be silly, but I have tears in my eyes as I type this.
I love this journey. It feels pretty sucky some days; don't get me wrong. I have plenty of those days. But I love this journey. And I love my tour guide. And some days it feels amazing. Then there are days like today where it feels a little bit of both. I'll take it. It's His show, and I am so glad to be a part of it. I have no earthly idea how to take my stuff out of my backpack, let alone take the backpack off completely. Thanks to the heavens (truly!) that I don't need to know how. I just need to let Him teach me. Teach me, Lord! Here I am! I am willing! And You are ready, and that is all I need!
So, assuming I'm not the only one with a backpack, I will ask the question: what do you carry in yours?
Monday, April 13, 2009
Gotcha?
(Note: Due to multiple computer issues with multiple computers (yes, really) and a busy schedule, I apologize for the last few days sans blog posts! Thanks for the privilege of sharing my thoughts on the days when my schedule & technology work together!)
So, in passing, someone spoke some words of wisdom to me that keep coming up in my heart and mind. They’ve lingered, and for me, when things “linger,” they usually have more to offer.
Here’s what he said, “God is not a ‘gotcha!’ God.”
Now, in fairness, this may mean a lot of different things, and I won’t purport to know exactly what even the speaker meant when he said it. I will, however, share about what it’s coming to mean to me.
Like many of us, I came out of childhood, adolescence and even my early adulthood with some strange notions about God and what He’s all about. My heart is certainly moved for those of us that grew into a distorted notion of God, regardless of the reason. For myself, my re-education started at the ground levels, and I was barely aware of the fact that I even needed a re-education. I think the enemy convinces many that their incorrect beliefs are correct.
I had to start with a willingness to even begin to understand God anew. His word says that when we draw near to Him, He draws near to us. I will say I began without even a notion of what it meant to “draw near” to God, but someone told me that all I had to do was be willing to be willing to get to know Him. So, I started there.
I got to know God better… I started to see His handiwork in my life in ways and places I hadn’t before. And I mean that not only was I seeing His work as His (though perhaps, before I’d attributed it elsewhere), but additionally, He was working in new ways. And His work, which I still find to be true, was quite persuasive.
For me, it took me about 3 years to even get to the place where I was willing to start seeking God in even more “formal” ways. I use the word “willing” here with intention. I almost said it took me a few years to be “ready,” but what I’ve learned is that I’m not a great judge of when I am and am not “ready” for certain things to occur. So far, however, I have a decent pulse on when I’m willing.
I started by going back to church. I’d had countless “bad” experiences with church and various and sundry church people. I wish this was not the case, but for me, it was. I’d been hurt, offended and further alienated more times than I care to recall. A lot of it was me; I see that now. But not all of it.
God is good, though. He provided, at the point in my life, a couple key voices who gave me good direction on my path. He also provided a couple great churches. I would have sworn to you at the time that churches “like that” didn’t exist prior to my discovery of the first one, but I suspect now that I just hadn’t stumbled upon one yet. God’s timing is providential indeed.
So, I started going to church again, and my heart was open in new ways. I heard solid Biblical teaching, and started to be open to more and more. I knew then that something was changing, and that God must have had a hand in it. I was starting to consider ideas that I’d previously dismissed as invalid. This was actually happening quite a lot.
I started reading my Bible more… and then even doing more formal Bible studies… things were changing. Eventually, I recommitted my heart and life to Jesus, a first for me as an adult. Change had come in a big way, and has continued to come in the years since.
Today, God is the #1 in my life. I had long desired to feel the way about God that I do today. I’m not sure how or what happened in the interim, but I know I kept searching, and I believe He was right there with me, all along, taking me through the places I needed to go in order to end up where I am. He had a plan, and a path marked out for me. His timing was just not quite what I’d have expected.
So, how does this all relate to the idea of a God who doesn’t play “gotcha!”?
Well, what I’m realizing for myself is that I worry sometimes that His plan is for some sort of greater good that, for me, means a life of disappointment and denial. I realize, though, that this isn’t in synch with who God is. Yes, sometimes life is hurtful and painful. And His greatest concern is not always our comfort. However, His sovereign hand does work for the GOOD. And my job is to trust that good as God sees it isn’t that far off from good as I might request it.
Beth Moore says that she believes God answers every prayer, and that His answers are 1) yes, 2) not yet and 3) I have something better in mind. I believe this to be true as well.
He is for me. He loves me. Whatever confused ideas I may have about love, I can rest firm that God’s definition of love is pure. It doesn’t involved trickery, self-promotion or a last-minute switcheroo. His love is patient. His love is kind. At least in my own personal vernacular, the idea of a kind love is not compatible with a “gotcha” at the end of the story. He’s not out there to psych me out. Love is not rude. It always protects. It never fails. I’m glad for a God that never fails, even while I am still learning to understand His ways.
So, in passing, someone spoke some words of wisdom to me that keep coming up in my heart and mind. They’ve lingered, and for me, when things “linger,” they usually have more to offer.
Here’s what he said, “God is not a ‘gotcha!’ God.”
Now, in fairness, this may mean a lot of different things, and I won’t purport to know exactly what even the speaker meant when he said it. I will, however, share about what it’s coming to mean to me.
Like many of us, I came out of childhood, adolescence and even my early adulthood with some strange notions about God and what He’s all about. My heart is certainly moved for those of us that grew into a distorted notion of God, regardless of the reason. For myself, my re-education started at the ground levels, and I was barely aware of the fact that I even needed a re-education. I think the enemy convinces many that their incorrect beliefs are correct.
I had to start with a willingness to even begin to understand God anew. His word says that when we draw near to Him, He draws near to us. I will say I began without even a notion of what it meant to “draw near” to God, but someone told me that all I had to do was be willing to be willing to get to know Him. So, I started there.
I got to know God better… I started to see His handiwork in my life in ways and places I hadn’t before. And I mean that not only was I seeing His work as His (though perhaps, before I’d attributed it elsewhere), but additionally, He was working in new ways. And His work, which I still find to be true, was quite persuasive.
For me, it took me about 3 years to even get to the place where I was willing to start seeking God in even more “formal” ways. I use the word “willing” here with intention. I almost said it took me a few years to be “ready,” but what I’ve learned is that I’m not a great judge of when I am and am not “ready” for certain things to occur. So far, however, I have a decent pulse on when I’m willing.
I started by going back to church. I’d had countless “bad” experiences with church and various and sundry church people. I wish this was not the case, but for me, it was. I’d been hurt, offended and further alienated more times than I care to recall. A lot of it was me; I see that now. But not all of it.
God is good, though. He provided, at the point in my life, a couple key voices who gave me good direction on my path. He also provided a couple great churches. I would have sworn to you at the time that churches “like that” didn’t exist prior to my discovery of the first one, but I suspect now that I just hadn’t stumbled upon one yet. God’s timing is providential indeed.
So, I started going to church again, and my heart was open in new ways. I heard solid Biblical teaching, and started to be open to more and more. I knew then that something was changing, and that God must have had a hand in it. I was starting to consider ideas that I’d previously dismissed as invalid. This was actually happening quite a lot.
I started reading my Bible more… and then even doing more formal Bible studies… things were changing. Eventually, I recommitted my heart and life to Jesus, a first for me as an adult. Change had come in a big way, and has continued to come in the years since.
Today, God is the #1 in my life. I had long desired to feel the way about God that I do today. I’m not sure how or what happened in the interim, but I know I kept searching, and I believe He was right there with me, all along, taking me through the places I needed to go in order to end up where I am. He had a plan, and a path marked out for me. His timing was just not quite what I’d have expected.
So, how does this all relate to the idea of a God who doesn’t play “gotcha!”?
Well, what I’m realizing for myself is that I worry sometimes that His plan is for some sort of greater good that, for me, means a life of disappointment and denial. I realize, though, that this isn’t in synch with who God is. Yes, sometimes life is hurtful and painful. And His greatest concern is not always our comfort. However, His sovereign hand does work for the GOOD. And my job is to trust that good as God sees it isn’t that far off from good as I might request it.
Beth Moore says that she believes God answers every prayer, and that His answers are 1) yes, 2) not yet and 3) I have something better in mind. I believe this to be true as well.
He is for me. He loves me. Whatever confused ideas I may have about love, I can rest firm that God’s definition of love is pure. It doesn’t involved trickery, self-promotion or a last-minute switcheroo. His love is patient. His love is kind. At least in my own personal vernacular, the idea of a kind love is not compatible with a “gotcha” at the end of the story. He’s not out there to psych me out. Love is not rude. It always protects. It never fails. I’m glad for a God that never fails, even while I am still learning to understand His ways.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Delight Yourself...
"Delight yourself in the Lord; And He will give you the desires of your heart. Commit your way to the Lord, Trust also in Him, and He will do it" Psalms 37:4-5 (NASB).
This verse has been brought to my attention several times in the last day or so. As I know I've said, that's the #1 sign for me that I need to spend some time with it. So, I did.
So, most of this passage makes pretty obvious sense to me. Being given the desires of my heart... ah, this is a phrase that seems well translated in my (very, very) lay opinion. For me, a true lover of words and their nuance, I think the true essence of the language comes across - at least to me.
I did want to make sure I understand what it meant to commit my way to the Lord. So, I looked it up. :) This was an interesting one! The Hebrew word used here is actually translated only once (in the KJV) to "commit." It's also translated once as "trust." Most frequently (with 9 times) it actually translated to the word "roll." Huh? Exactly.
The meaning of this word is not well understood (at least by me - ha!). Here's part of the Strong's definition that I think helps shed some light: "roll (away, down, together)." This helped, but didn't give me that light bulb moment for which I was hoping. So, I checked some other translations. Here's the AMP: "Commit your way to the Lord [roll and repose each care of your load on Him]."
So, yes, that made a little more sense. I wondered if it wasn't a fair translation to simply say, "When you 'roll with it', let Him be in charge of the rolling." I'm half kidding, but honestly, it seems like a decent approximation.
The last word in this passage that really spoke to me was actually the first word. What does it really mean to delight myself in the Lord? I admit; I can be very rigid in my thinking, and I often find myself reading the commands of the Bible or even receiving advice from friends, and asking, "Okay, but what does that mean? What does it look like?" I had this same set of questions about this idea of delighting in Him.
The definition for "delight" is a little obtuse as well, but somehow, upon reading it, I "got it" in that deep down way. This word is also translated as "delicate" and "delicateness" elsewhere in the KJV version of the Bible. And that is essential information in trying to understand the essence of the word. It means to be soft or pliable, to be delicate. The word implies a feminine essence, as well as luxuriousness. I sort of understand this as a word that means letting go and letting God - but in a way that isn't about being defeated in my own human attempts. It's more about the luxury of letting God be God. Strange idea, maybe, but as someone who has tried to accomplish items on God's "to-do" list too many times, I can tell you, I definitely understand the idea of it being a luxury to be able to let God handle it.
I invite you to consider the word and the definition information above letting the Spirit lead you in understanding it for yourself. I appreciated my Lord so much more when I did. Not only do I have the option of this kind of "delighting." But by doing so, I please God and He promises to give me the desires of my heart. Awesome. Love that Lord. Thank You, God!
This verse has been brought to my attention several times in the last day or so. As I know I've said, that's the #1 sign for me that I need to spend some time with it. So, I did.
So, most of this passage makes pretty obvious sense to me. Being given the desires of my heart... ah, this is a phrase that seems well translated in my (very, very) lay opinion. For me, a true lover of words and their nuance, I think the true essence of the language comes across - at least to me.
I did want to make sure I understand what it meant to commit my way to the Lord. So, I looked it up. :) This was an interesting one! The Hebrew word used here is actually translated only once (in the KJV) to "commit." It's also translated once as "trust." Most frequently (with 9 times) it actually translated to the word "roll." Huh? Exactly.
The meaning of this word is not well understood (at least by me - ha!). Here's part of the Strong's definition that I think helps shed some light: "roll (away, down, together)." This helped, but didn't give me that light bulb moment for which I was hoping. So, I checked some other translations. Here's the AMP: "Commit your way to the Lord [roll and repose each care of your load on Him]."
So, yes, that made a little more sense. I wondered if it wasn't a fair translation to simply say, "When you 'roll with it', let Him be in charge of the rolling."
The last word in this passage that really spoke to me was actually the first word. What does it really mean to delight myself in the Lord? I admit; I can be very rigid in my thinking, and I often find myself reading the commands of the Bible or even receiving advice from friends, and asking, "Okay, but what does that mean? What does it look like?" I had this same set of questions about this idea of delighting in Him.
The definition for "delight" is a little obtuse as well, but somehow, upon reading it, I "got it" in that deep down way. This word is also translated as "delicate" and "delicateness" elsewhere in the KJV version of the Bible. And that is essential information in trying to understand the essence of the word. It means to be soft or pliable, to be delicate. The word implies a feminine essence, as well as luxuriousness. I sort of understand this as a word that means letting go and letting God - but in a way that isn't about being defeated in my own human attempts. It's more about the luxury of letting God be God. Strange idea, maybe, but as someone who has tried to accomplish items on God's "to-do" list too many times, I can tell you, I definitely understand the idea of it being a luxury to be able to let God handle it.
I invite you to consider the word and the definition information above letting the Spirit lead you in understanding it for yourself. I appreciated my Lord so much more when I did. Not only do I have the option of this kind of "delighting." But by doing so, I please God and He promises to give me the desires of my heart. Awesome. Love that Lord. Thank You, God!
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Another Piece...
This weekend, I missed the mark. I sinned, and although I had asked for forgiveness from God, repented of the mistake, and even talked and spoken words of forgiveness with the other parties affected, I still couldn't shake the "blah" feeling. I just felt...bad. And something about it, in my heart, wasn't right. So I prayed for guidance about what I needed to see. And this is what I feel like He showed me.
Sometimes, to me, it seems too easy. I felt like it should be harder. I messed up. I said I was sorry. I changed my ways and asked for forgiveness. The Bible says, quite plainly and many, many times, that this is all it takes. There is no "period of punishment" which I have to endure. I don't need to beat myself up for a requisite number of hours or days (or months or years) to be welcome at the table of the forgiven. I'm clean. I'm clear. He already paid the price. I just have to choose to receive it. Again. And, it seems, sometimes again and again.
After I prayed for His guidance, He brought me to Luke 15. This chapter contains the prodigal son story, but it has two slightly lesser known parables before that one. The first is Jesus reminding his audience of Pharisees that, if a man loses 1 of his 100 sheep, he'd go in search of the single lost sheep, right?
Okay, yeah, sure... but...
Then He tells the parable of the woman who has lost 1 of her 10 silver coins. Like His story about the lost sheep, Jesus describes the rejoicing of the woman who finds her coin, and then goes onto to say that "there is rejoicing in the presence of the angels of God over one sinner who repents" Luke 15:10b (NIV). I admit, I was skeptical, so pressed upon by the lies of Satan. So, I thought, "Well, that's different. That word for 'sinner' is probably referring to one who has spent ages wandering in darkness, and is returning to the Lord for the first time."
Now, please feel free to ignore (as I did) that Jesus' stories refer to a lost sheep (originally part of the flock) and even more pointedly, to a single silver coin that the woman in the parable lost - presumably (or at least potentially) for just a brief period of time. So, I was apparently on a mission to try to find a reason why I shouldn't accept this same kind of grace. And did I find it?
Absolutely not. The original language used in both of these parables (as well as the prodigal son story that follows) actually uses two forms of a very simple word for "sin." It is essentially translated as "missing the mark." So, according to the Word of God, when one of us (even me?) simply misses the mark, there is rejoicing in the Heavens when we repent of our ways and turn back to God.
Really?
Really?
I have tears in my eyes again as I simply re-visit this moment from last night.
And I'll even go on and add this: the word that describes the joy of the angels is a specific word in the Greek that truly indicates not just happiness or gladness, but a true fullness of joy and delight.
I don't know about you, but that kind of blows me away. And when I was in the place of guilt and condemnation I was in when I was reading this word...well, it's no wonder I cried, right?
God is so good. He is so loving. And His Son paid the price... FULLY. And if I lack the humility to accept that sacrifice, I have to acknowledge that it can be for only two reasons: 1) I don't truly believe that He is a God of His word, and that, therefore, complete recompense for my sin is NOT freely mine. Or, 2) Jesus' death wasn't enough.
That makes me take in a sharp, deep breath. Not enough? Jesus?
You'll see why I felt the need to pray for humility. As I prayed after this little moment of tender revelation, that's what I asked for. Help me be humble enough to accept Your gifts.
This ties back into things from the past few days for me. 1) I do things my way when I expect that my way is better than His. (Again, *cough, cough* humility needed!) 2) Jesus IS the way. Check the verse (John 14:6). The language is as clear as could be. He is the way. Not me. Not guilt. Not some distorted attempt at self-inflicted purgatory. I don't need to try to add to the suffering of Christ. His was enough. Truly.
I will continue to pray for His grace in accepting this Grace. My tiny pea-sized human-brain and fleshly human heart have such difficulty taking it all in. I am so grateful He is willing to help me even in that.
One last note: as I've been writing this, I have a new "favorite" song playing in the background: "By Your Side" by Tenth Avenue North. I definitely encourage you to go purchase it for your own; and, at the very least, google the lyrics. They're beautiful, and, for me, they were perfect today.
Sometimes, to me, it seems too easy. I felt like it should be harder. I messed up. I said I was sorry. I changed my ways and asked for forgiveness. The Bible says, quite plainly and many, many times, that this is all it takes. There is no "period of punishment" which I have to endure. I don't need to beat myself up for a requisite number of hours or days (or months or years) to be welcome at the table of the forgiven. I'm clean. I'm clear. He already paid the price. I just have to choose to receive it. Again. And, it seems, sometimes again and again.
After I prayed for His guidance, He brought me to Luke 15. This chapter contains the prodigal son story, but it has two slightly lesser known parables before that one. The first is Jesus reminding his audience of Pharisees that, if a man loses 1 of his 100 sheep, he'd go in search of the single lost sheep, right?
Okay, yeah, sure... but...
Then He tells the parable of the woman who has lost 1 of her 10 silver coins. Like His story about the lost sheep, Jesus describes the rejoicing of the woman who finds her coin, and then goes onto to say that "there is rejoicing in the presence of the angels of God over one sinner who repents" Luke 15:10b (NIV). I admit, I was skeptical, so pressed upon by the lies of Satan. So, I thought, "Well, that's different. That word for 'sinner' is probably referring to one who has spent ages wandering in darkness, and is returning to the Lord for the first time."
Now, please feel free to ignore (as I did) that Jesus' stories refer to a lost sheep (originally part of the flock) and even more pointedly, to a single silver coin that the woman in the parable lost - presumably (or at least potentially) for just a brief period of time. So, I was apparently on a mission to try to find a reason why I shouldn't accept this same kind of grace. And did I find it?
Absolutely not. The original language used in both of these parables (as well as the prodigal son story that follows) actually uses two forms of a very simple word for "sin." It is essentially translated as "missing the mark." So, according to the Word of God, when one of us (even me?) simply misses the mark, there is rejoicing in the Heavens when we repent of our ways and turn back to God.
Really?
Really?
I have tears in my eyes again as I simply re-visit this moment from last night.
And I'll even go on and add this: the word that describes the joy of the angels is a specific word in the Greek that truly indicates not just happiness or gladness, but a true fullness of joy and delight.
I don't know about you, but that kind of blows me away. And when I was in the place of guilt and condemnation I was in when I was reading this word...well, it's no wonder I cried, right?
God is so good. He is so loving. And His Son paid the price... FULLY. And if I lack the humility to accept that sacrifice, I have to acknowledge that it can be for only two reasons: 1) I don't truly believe that He is a God of His word, and that, therefore, complete recompense for my sin is NOT freely mine. Or, 2) Jesus' death wasn't enough.
That makes me take in a sharp, deep breath. Not enough? Jesus?
You'll see why I felt the need to pray for humility. As I prayed after this little moment of tender revelation, that's what I asked for. Help me be humble enough to accept Your gifts.
This ties back into things from the past few days for me. 1) I do things my way when I expect that my way is better than His. (Again, *cough, cough* humility needed!) 2) Jesus IS the way. Check the verse (John 14:6). The language is as clear as could be. He is the way. Not me. Not guilt. Not some distorted attempt at self-inflicted purgatory. I don't need to try to add to the suffering of Christ. His was enough. Truly.
I will continue to pray for His grace in accepting this Grace. My tiny pea-sized human-brain and fleshly human heart have such difficulty taking it all in. I am so grateful He is willing to help me even in that.
One last note: as I've been writing this, I have a new "favorite" song playing in the background: "By Your Side" by Tenth Avenue North. I definitely encourage you to go purchase it for your own; and, at the very least, google the lyrics. They're beautiful, and, for me, they were perfect today.
Monday, April 6, 2009
Piece by Piece
Friends, I so love love love the way the Lord works. Sometimes it brings me just to such a sweet place of quiet and tears when I have one of those new "ah ha" moments about Him, His love and my life as His child.
I had one of those moments this weekend. Or, rather, I think I may still be in the middle of having one.
I've been looking closely at John 14:6 lately for a small group in which I'm involved. The verse, for reference, is this: "Jesus saith unto him, 'I am the way, the truth, and the life; no man cometh unto the Father, but by me'" (KJV).
I decided to look at the word translated as "through" or "by" in that verse (as in "no one comes to the Father but by Me"). I mean, if I would like to know how to come to the Father, how to be reconciled to Him, I should make sure I really understand how that works, right? Well, the word says about what I expected. In fact, the language in this verse is all surprisingly well...direct. Each word I looked up left me thinking, "Well, that's about what I'd think" and, trust me, that is not usually the case. I wonder at the significance of such plain, clear and direct language. For a man who spoke so frequently in parable and metaphor, I am a little touched by the idea that something this central He said as plainly as could be. It's just that important; no one should miss out.
I am not sure there's more for me to say about this just yet. It feels a little disjointed, but I think He's working on a bigger picture for me, and it seems to be coming into view just piece by piece. So, for today, here's the piece I have. Hopefully you will see ways it fits into what He's working on in you too.
I had one of those moments this weekend. Or, rather, I think I may still be in the middle of having one.
I've been looking closely at John 14:6 lately for a small group in which I'm involved. The verse, for reference, is this: "Jesus saith unto him, 'I am the way, the truth, and the life; no man cometh unto the Father, but by me'" (KJV).
I decided to look at the word translated as "through" or "by" in that verse (as in "no one comes to the Father but by Me"). I mean, if I would like to know how to come to the Father, how to be reconciled to Him, I should make sure I really understand how that works, right? Well, the word says about what I expected. In fact, the language in this verse is all surprisingly well...direct. Each word I looked up left me thinking, "Well, that's about what I'd think" and, trust me, that is not usually the case. I wonder at the significance of such plain, clear and direct language. For a man who spoke so frequently in parable and metaphor, I am a little touched by the idea that something this central He said as plainly as could be. It's just that important; no one should miss out.
I am not sure there's more for me to say about this just yet. It feels a little disjointed, but I think He's working on a bigger picture for me, and it seems to be coming into view just piece by piece. So, for today, here's the piece I have. Hopefully you will see ways it fits into what He's working on in you too.
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Small Lives?
I've continued to think about yesterday's topic... what we expect from God. And He's put a question of conviction on my heart:
In how many areas of my life am I simply just living in acceptance of "less than" what He has planned for me, because I fail to believe and even expect more from Him?
When we start thinking that we have less or live smaller because of our failures, shortcomings or imperfections, we are turning to reliance upon ourselves. I'm going to go a step farther and say that, at least for myself, when I turn to my own self, it's because I'm failing to believe that He IS all powerful, all loving and all sovereign. When I rely on me, it's because I expect less from Him than from I expect from myself. Ouch.
I'm going to leave this here for today. I expect there may be more on this topic. God's laid it on my heart. Stay tuned. Please consider yourself in regards to this idea, too. Where do we live in a way that is small and yet continue to call our lives territory of the God Almighty? It's not a question to condemn, although maybe it is for conviction. His plans will take it from here, I think. Much love to all.
In how many areas of my life am I simply just living in acceptance of "less than" what He has planned for me, because I fail to believe and even expect more from Him?
When we start thinking that we have less or live smaller because of our failures, shortcomings or imperfections, we are turning to reliance upon ourselves. I'm going to go a step farther and say that, at least for myself, when I turn to my own self, it's because I'm failing to believe that He IS all powerful, all loving and all sovereign. When I rely on me, it's because I expect less from Him than from I expect from myself. Ouch.
I'm going to leave this here for today. I expect there may be more on this topic. God's laid it on my heart. Stay tuned. Please consider yourself in regards to this idea, too. Where do we live in a way that is small and yet continue to call our lives territory of the God Almighty? It's not a question to condemn, although maybe it is for conviction. His plans will take it from here, I think. Much love to all.
Saturday, April 4, 2009
Expectations
I heard someone talking about Isaiah 6:3-4 yesterday. I happen to love the larger passage here; there is something about this calling of Isaiah that speaks to me and humbles me in a way I simply cannot articulate. For now, however, let's stick to the topic at hand.
Speaking of his vision of the Lord surrounded by seraphs, Isaiah writes, "And they were calling to one another: 'Holy, holy, holy is the Lord Almighty; the whole earth is full of his glory.' At the sound of their voices the doorposts and thresholds shook and the temple was filled with smoke" Isaiah 6:3-4 (NIV).
Please take a minute and just let this picture fill your mind. The Lord is seated at His throne. The train of His very robe fills the temple. There are seraphs all around Him, attending Him and honoring His holiness. They're flying above Him.
Now add the sound... they are calling to one another... "Holy, holy, holy is the Lord Almighty; the whole earth is filled with His glory." I really cannot even begin to imagine what the voice of the seraphs must sound like, but I bet it's astounding. Can you imagine? Whatever He has created to serve Him, to sing around Him...to herald out the call of His Truth. Wow.
Well, as I let this scene stew within you, let me tell you what popped into my head as I was soaking it in last night: "Why do we expect so little of God?"
Whoa.
It stopped me cold.
But, really, it's an apropos question. This is GOD. The King of Heaven and earth. His holiness inspires the flight and heralding praise of the seraphs. The seraphs who, themselves, have voices that cause doorposts and thresholds to shake. At the sound of their praise, smoke fills this holy room in Isaiah's vision. And all of that, I think it's safe to say, is likely not because of the awesomeness of the seraphs themselves, but because of the awesomeness of the Lord whose truth they are proclaiming.
This is our God.
Even if we fail to consider all the incredible miracles He's performed... the parting of entire seas, the salvation of our entire world, the creation of the universe... you know, there are just a few awesome thing He's done. But even if we fail to consider that. And, for fun, let's just say we each take a moment to wipe from our minds the personal proofs I suspect we each have of His amazing and faithful lovingkindness at work in our own hearts and minds. Let's say we just forget all that too. Even so... friends, even so. The seraphs are inspired to circle over His throne and should the holiness of His very being....
So, even with this one tiny snapshot, I can find myself overcome with awe. This is my God.
And yet, my question still stands. With all this in consideration, how is it that I sometimes expect so little of Him?
*sigh*
I wish I could say this question were irrelevant in my own life. Although, to that end, I can say that it is far less relevant than it used to be. Only by His amazing grace can I honestly say that I expect far more from Him than ever before. I expect abounding love, bountiful mercy and faithful love. Usually.
Yet, when I walk through this life with my self-involved glasses on (which I tend to do quite frequently), I can sometimes get so worried and so lost in my own fear. What about my life? What about my dreams? What about my plans? And, really, I can even all worried about the fulfillment of His dreams, His plans and His vision for my life! Even then, I worry. Even then, I fear. I don't know how to articulate this except to say that I am expecting so little from such a not-little God. And that prompts from me a heavy sigh.
I don't know if this operates the same way in your life, but in mine, I see this as just another sign of unbelief. I fail to believe that the God who inspires trembling doorposts and the flight of seraphs is the same God who is watching me sleep each night, listening to every breath of my quiet prayers and using His very own hand to guide the steps of my day. He IS the same God. And when I think of it in such explicit context, I know that and "remember" it of course. But I don't always live in the knowledge of it. I don't live into that truth.
I ask today for more belief, Lord. I ask for the truth of You to seep further and further into my expectation of each and every moment of each and every day. Help me expect nothing less than Your absolutely wonder. Help my daily life to shudder in awe of You, and to remember, at the same time, that You are for me. I could never deserve such a gift. Thank You, Lord! Thank You!
Speaking of his vision of the Lord surrounded by seraphs, Isaiah writes, "And they were calling to one another: 'Holy, holy, holy is the Lord Almighty; the whole earth is full of his glory.' At the sound of their voices the doorposts and thresholds shook and the temple was filled with smoke" Isaiah 6:3-4 (NIV).
Please take a minute and just let this picture fill your mind. The Lord is seated at His throne. The train of His very robe fills the temple. There are seraphs all around Him, attending Him and honoring His holiness. They're flying above Him.
Now add the sound... they are calling to one another... "Holy, holy, holy is the Lord Almighty; the whole earth is filled with His glory." I really cannot even begin to imagine what the voice of the seraphs must sound like, but I bet it's astounding. Can you imagine? Whatever He has created to serve Him, to sing around Him...to herald out the call of His Truth. Wow.
Well, as I let this scene stew within you, let me tell you what popped into my head as I was soaking it in last night: "Why do we expect so little of God?"
Whoa.
It stopped me cold.
But, really, it's an apropos question. This is GOD. The King of Heaven and earth. His holiness inspires the flight and heralding praise of the seraphs. The seraphs who, themselves, have voices that cause doorposts and thresholds to shake. At the sound of their praise, smoke fills this holy room in Isaiah's vision. And all of that, I think it's safe to say, is likely not because of the awesomeness of the seraphs themselves, but because of the awesomeness of the Lord whose truth they are proclaiming.
This is our God.
Even if we fail to consider all the incredible miracles He's performed... the parting of entire seas, the salvation of our entire world, the creation of the universe... you know, there are just a few awesome thing He's done. But even if we fail to consider that. And, for fun, let's just say we each take a moment to wipe from our minds the personal proofs I suspect we each have of His amazing and faithful lovingkindness at work in our own hearts and minds. Let's say we just forget all that too. Even so... friends, even so. The seraphs are inspired to circle over His throne and should the holiness of His very being....
So, even with this one tiny snapshot, I can find myself overcome with awe. This is my God.
And yet, my question still stands. With all this in consideration, how is it that I sometimes expect so little of Him?
*sigh*
I wish I could say this question were irrelevant in my own life. Although, to that end, I can say that it is far less relevant than it used to be. Only by His amazing grace can I honestly say that I expect far more from Him than ever before. I expect abounding love, bountiful mercy and faithful love. Usually.
Yet, when I walk through this life with my self-involved glasses on (which I tend to do quite frequently), I can sometimes get so worried and so lost in my own fear. What about my life? What about my dreams? What about my plans? And, really, I can even all worried about the fulfillment of His dreams, His plans and His vision for my life! Even then, I worry. Even then, I fear. I don't know how to articulate this except to say that I am expecting so little from such a not-little God. And that prompts from me a heavy sigh.
I don't know if this operates the same way in your life, but in mine, I see this as just another sign of unbelief. I fail to believe that the God who inspires trembling doorposts and the flight of seraphs is the same God who is watching me sleep each night, listening to every breath of my quiet prayers and using His very own hand to guide the steps of my day. He IS the same God. And when I think of it in such explicit context, I know that and "remember" it of course. But I don't always live in the knowledge of it. I don't live into that truth.
I ask today for more belief, Lord. I ask for the truth of You to seep further and further into my expectation of each and every moment of each and every day. Help me expect nothing less than Your absolutely wonder. Help my daily life to shudder in awe of You, and to remember, at the same time, that You are for me. I could never deserve such a gift. Thank You, Lord! Thank You!
Friday, April 3, 2009
Cooperation
So, I admit it... although my true heart's desire almost always is to do things God's way (thank you, Lord for that submission!), sometimes, I still have a way of my own. I have all sorts of ideas about how things could be done, what the timing might be and so on and so forth.
I got a wonderful reminder today though. Even though I may have some ideas, and even though my ideas might yield a decent result, when I yield to His will, His way, His plan, His standards and His power, it is always better.
In truth, through the gift of freewill, God has given us a fair amount of latitude. But what I know is this, when I surrender my ways to Him, and get on board with HIS plan, I always get the best result. The challenge to my heart some days is to really believe that. To believe that His plan is truly the path to my greater good, and this His ways are perfect. In truth, what this often boils down to is believing - really - that He is who He says He is. That the Bible tells of a God whose love for us is more astounding than we can even conceive. And that His love is action.
The key is cooperating. Working with Him, in the midst of a much bigger picture and plan than you or I could ever undersatnd. I want to step into life - my life - and join in with Him in what He's doing. I bet it saves a lot of energy for both of us when I do that.
My heart has been moved, and today I believe. Thank You, Lord, for that grace! Help me do you it Your way, and let me trust You for an even greater harvest!
I got a wonderful reminder today though. Even though I may have some ideas, and even though my ideas might yield a decent result, when I yield to His will, His way, His plan, His standards and His power, it is always better.
In truth, through the gift of freewill, God has given us a fair amount of latitude. But what I know is this, when I surrender my ways to Him, and get on board with HIS plan, I always get the best result. The challenge to my heart some days is to really believe that. To believe that His plan is truly the path to my greater good, and this His ways are perfect. In truth, what this often boils down to is believing - really - that He is who He says He is. That the Bible tells of a God whose love for us is more astounding than we can even conceive. And that His love is action.
The key is cooperating. Working with Him, in the midst of a much bigger picture and plan than you or I could ever undersatnd. I want to step into life - my life - and join in with Him in what He's doing. I bet it saves a lot of energy for both of us when I do that.
My heart has been moved, and today I believe. Thank You, Lord, for that grace! Help me do you it Your way, and let me trust You for an even greater harvest!
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Just a Few Words Can Make Such a Difference
Well, I've had the same scripture passage come up in 2 conversations & 1 devotional in the last 48 hours... so, that's my cue to give it some thought & consideration. I thought I'd use my blog post today to bring you along with me. :)
I wrote about the first of these two verses a couple days ago...
"For the Lord God is our sun and our shield; He gives us grace and glory. The Lord will withhold no good thing from those who do what is right. Oh Lord of Heaven's Armies, what joy for those who trust in you" Psalm 84:11-12 (NLT).
One thing that's caught my attention in a fresh way is the reference to the Lord as our shield. This word means much of what you think it might in the original Hebrew, but I love knowing that the metaphor I apply to it sort of naturally is really inherent in the original language. The word implies a figurative protector. It also includes in its meaning the image of the thick hide of an alligator. Isn't that cool? When I need a "thick skin," I can count on Him!
Along these same lines, I absolutely LOVE what's said in verse 12. It just makes me want to sit back and exhale a big sigh of relief to remember that He is the Lord of Heaven's Armies! Seriously, if the Commander of the Legions is on the watch, whatever could I possibly fear?!?
The last concept here is the that of the joy for those who trust in Him. The word that the NLT translates as "joy" is also translated as blessing or being blessed in other translations. It means blessing in the basic sense, but carries with it an added nuance. It implies the idea that superior has bestowed his favor on you. Yes, yes! And even in a single word, the Word reminds us again that by trusting in Him, He brings us His active, favorable blessing. Wonderful, isn't it? Interestingly, the definitions for this word also noted that although this blessing definitely connotes unwavering goodness of God, it doesn't necessarily equate to happiness. In other words, it serves - by its very definition - as another reminder that sometimes what He's working on with us isn't "fun" and might not make us feel "happy." BUT, regardless of a momentary emotional experience of the situation, it IS good. It is blessed by Him, and will ultimately be a manifestation of His loving and generous disposition toward us. Very cool.
And, lastly, for the one that trusts in Him. This word, for trust, is closely tied with the idea of refuge. Of taking refuge and finding security in Him. It also implies boldness. As I read this, I am encouraged to boldly put my faith in Him. He IS my security, and I am safe because I rest my trust in Him. And, in this, as the verse tells us, I am guaranteed His blessing. And even if it's not fun right now, this teenie tiny phrase reminds me that putting my security wholly in Him will bring about good result. How awesome is that?
Thank You, Lord!
I wrote about the first of these two verses a couple days ago...
"For the Lord God is our sun and our shield; He gives us grace and glory. The Lord will withhold no good thing from those who do what is right. Oh Lord of Heaven's Armies, what joy for those who trust in you" Psalm 84:11-12 (NLT).
One thing that's caught my attention in a fresh way is the reference to the Lord as our shield. This word means much of what you think it might in the original Hebrew, but I love knowing that the metaphor I apply to it sort of naturally is really inherent in the original language. The word implies a figurative protector. It also includes in its meaning the image of the thick hide of an alligator. Isn't that cool? When I need a "thick skin," I can count on Him!
Along these same lines, I absolutely LOVE what's said in verse 12. It just makes me want to sit back and exhale a big sigh of relief to remember that He is the Lord of Heaven's Armies! Seriously, if the Commander of the Legions is on the watch, whatever could I possibly fear?!?
The last concept here is the that of the joy for those who trust in Him. The word that the NLT translates as "joy" is also translated as blessing or being blessed in other translations. It means blessing in the basic sense, but carries with it an added nuance. It implies the idea that superior has bestowed his favor on you. Yes, yes! And even in a single word, the Word reminds us again that by trusting in Him, He brings us His active, favorable blessing. Wonderful, isn't it? Interestingly, the definitions for this word also noted that although this blessing definitely connotes unwavering goodness of God, it doesn't necessarily equate to happiness. In other words, it serves - by its very definition - as another reminder that sometimes what He's working on with us isn't "fun" and might not make us feel "happy." BUT, regardless of a momentary emotional experience of the situation, it IS good. It is blessed by Him, and will ultimately be a manifestation of His loving and generous disposition toward us. Very cool.
And, lastly, for the one that trusts in Him. This word, for trust, is closely tied with the idea of refuge. Of taking refuge and finding security in Him. It also implies boldness. As I read this, I am encouraged to boldly put my faith in Him. He IS my security, and I am safe because I rest my trust in Him. And, in this, as the verse tells us, I am guaranteed His blessing. And even if it's not fun right now, this teenie tiny phrase reminds me that putting my security wholly in Him will bring about good result. How awesome is that?
Thank You, Lord!
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