i find myself at a point in my life where absolutely nothing makes sense, and life as i knew it no longer exists. i've yet to decide if this is a good thing or not... however, if i truly believe that God is sovereign and good, then it follows that all the things that are happening to me are ultimately for my benefit and His glory.
as hurt keeps rolling my way, i'm trying to learn to embrace it, like Jesus did at lazarus' tomb. what did He do? He wept. He accepted the pain, allowed Himself to feel every nuance of it and lived fully in that moment. but here's the thing - He didn't stay in that moment. He embraced it, experienced it, and moved on.
well. i've got the weeping part down (much to my chagrin). the only saving grace here is that i don't just weep for me - i weep for my friends who are going through so much. at a time in my life where it would be SO much easier to harden my heart and run away, i choose to keep it open to Him and to stay put. don't get me wrong - that's a daily decision - sometimes an hourly one. here's the thing - before He brought me to the ring, before learning to walk daily with the Lord, i existed for so long with walls around my heart, and that's a not-good place to be. notice i existed, i survived - i was not living. st. ireaneus said that the glory of God is man fully alive. giving in and becoming hard and unavailable again is not the answer - it is not Life.
i've experienced the hurt. i'm trying to embrace it. i'm ready to move on. i want to live and love every moment of every day. mostly, i want to know Him. i want to experience Him full throttle. i want to rest in Him. i want to laugh with Him. i want to dance before Him. i want to weep with Him. i want to serve Him. i want to love Him with everything that i am. i want to love on my friends, to minister and to fight and to weep and to laugh and to counsel... i've been taken out, and i'm sorry for that. "not that i have obtained all this, or have already been made perfect, but i press on..."
josh said sunday that he desires that anyone who walks through the doors of the ring truly know and see the love of God through His people. funny that. that's EXACTLY what drew me to the ring. i stepped into the sanctuary and saw a room full of people that openly loved Jesus and one another, and i desperately wanted to be a part of that. the sick part - the defeated part - is that i still look into that place every sunday night and desire to belong.
so where is the disconnect? what happened? why do i still feel so separate from those who love the Lord and the ring as much as i do? i really don't know. honestly. i don't know what happened along the way that caused me to remain separate and distant from those i love so much. why is it so hard to become part of the Love and the Life that i saw, and still see, in that room, in that Body? what flaw exists within me that will not allow this to happen? Lord, whatever it is, please take it away.
i've reached a point where i'm tired of being flat on my back, getting up, and getting slapped back down again. i want to fight back. i want to stand firmly in the truth of who i am in Christ. and i want the oppression to stop. i want to belong. i want to serve my Lord. only He can cause these things to come about in my life.
i realize that this post is just about as out of whack as it can get - as is my life, so there you go.
i find myself in a place where i want to be able to say, clearly, firmly and unconditionally - i love You, no matter what my life looks like, no matter what You take away, no matter what You allow to come against me, no matter what - i love You anyway.
7.31.2006
7.27.2006
overtaken
i experienced a moment of transcendence sunday night during worship. to say that i was not present in that gym is a completely accurate statement. my spirit was a couple of hundred miles away, on the shore of fort morgan, just before dawn - just me and the stars and the waves. overtaken by the power of His presense, i knelt on that beach and sang to Him:
open up the skies of mercy
rain down your cleansing flood
healing water, rise around us
hear our cries, Lord, let 'em rise
it's Your kindness, Lord, that leads us to repentence
Your favor, Lord, is our desire
it's Your beauty, Lord, that makes us stand in silence
Your love, Your love, is better than life
we can feel Your mercy falling
You are turning our hearts back again
hear our praises rise to heaven
draw us near, Lord
meet us here
it's Your kindness, Lord, that leads us to repentence
Your favor, Lord, is our desire
it's Your beauty, Lord, that makes us stand in silence
Your love, Your love, is better than life
-lyrics by chris tomlin
and in my spirit, as i'm wont to do, i combined songs into a medley to Him...
rain down Your love on us
rain down Your love
rain down Your grace
o and cover me
open up the skies of mercy
rain down your cleansing flood
healing water, rise around us
hear our cries, Lord, let 'em rise
it's Your kindness, Lord, that leads us to repentence
Your favor, Lord, is our desire
it's Your beauty, Lord, that makes us stand in silence
Your love, Your love, is better than life
we can feel Your mercy falling
You are turning our hearts back again
hear our praises rise to heaven
draw us near, Lord
meet us here
it's Your kindness, Lord, that leads us to repentence
Your favor, Lord, is our desire
it's Your beauty, Lord, that makes us stand in silence
Your love, Your love, is better than life
-lyrics by chris tomlin
and in my spirit, as i'm wont to do, i combined songs into a medley to Him...
rain down Your love on us
rain down Your love
rain down Your grace
o and cover me
7.25.2006
ebb
interesting how many ways the phone call we received in the lab continues to affect me. in addition to opening the wound of my dad, or perhaps better stated, more so than the opening of the wound of my dad, my eyes have been turned inward and outward, all at the same time...
that's possibly the least grammatically correct sentence i've written in a while, but it makes sense to me.
in experiencing my grief all over again through this woman's situation, i've actually become more sensitive and cognizant of the hurting around me, instead of just being consumed with my circumstance. i find that as i look around, i see with sharp clarity into the eyes of my friends, and what i see there astounds me.
i see hurt. i see suffering. i see fear. i see a desperateness that i've not seen before. when did all this happen?
i see God all over this. don't get me wrong - there have been some great victories lately, and He gets ALL the glory for them. there are just so many suffering - the strong ones, the dependable ones, the upbeat ones - the ones that have been holding me up are in need of being held up in return.
that's one of my favorite things about the Body of Christ. no one person bears the responsibility for praying, or fighting, or encouraging, or loving, or counseling, or whatever. we pour into each other - we hold each other up - the Body shifts in unending motion, as the ebb and flow of the tide.
that's possibly the least grammatically correct sentence i've written in a while, but it makes sense to me.
in experiencing my grief all over again through this woman's situation, i've actually become more sensitive and cognizant of the hurting around me, instead of just being consumed with my circumstance. i find that as i look around, i see with sharp clarity into the eyes of my friends, and what i see there astounds me.
i see hurt. i see suffering. i see fear. i see a desperateness that i've not seen before. when did all this happen?
i see God all over this. don't get me wrong - there have been some great victories lately, and He gets ALL the glory for them. there are just so many suffering - the strong ones, the dependable ones, the upbeat ones - the ones that have been holding me up are in need of being held up in return.
that's one of my favorite things about the Body of Christ. no one person bears the responsibility for praying, or fighting, or encouraging, or loving, or counseling, or whatever. we pour into each other - we hold each other up - the Body shifts in unending motion, as the ebb and flow of the tide.
7.21.2006
a little grace...
jake has a great post today that goes a long way toward saying what i could not in "account" - with much more grace and love than i was able to muster...
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account
today was another wonderful day. i spent a total of 15 minutes at work before i got up and walked out... without saying a word to anyone. they're probably wondering what the hell's wrong with me.
well, i would be the first to admit that there is A LOT wrong with me, but the Lord is working on that. part of that process is allowing old wounds to be ripped open. yesterday, it was my dad. today, it was my embryo.
i suppose that i should catch you up on both. i lost my dad at sea in 1990. that's a story for later. after my divorce, i donated my embryo to an infertile couple. it was a blind donation, and again, a story for another time.
the words that need to be written tonight are simply this: a bad day (or a bad season) with the Lord is far better than any day without Him.
so, what prompted the walk out? stupidity. insensitivity. people talking about something that they know absolutely nothing about. in other words - npr. they had a debate today about embryonic stem cell research, and were joking about "snowflake" babies - babies born from donated embryos.
i will not get on a political or moral soapbox - at least not tonight... i will say that it's scary enough when i think about standing before my Lord one day to give an account for my life, my decisions, my words, and my actions... and i don't come close to the reach and influence they have.
For out of the overflow of the heart the mouth speaks. 35The good man brings good things out of the good stored up in him, and the evil man brings evil things out of the evil stored up in him. 36But I tell you that men will have to give account on the day of judgment for every careless word they have spoken. 37For by your words you will be acquitted, and by your words you will be condemned. - Matthew 12:34-37
9For this very reason, Christ died and returned to life so that he might be the Lord of both the dead and the living. 10You, then, why do you judge your brother? Or why do you look down on your brother? For we will all stand before God's judgment seat. 11It is written: " 'As surely as I live,' says the Lord, 'every knee will bow before me; every tongue will confess to God.' "[a] 12So then, each of us will give an account of himself to God. - Romans 14:9-12
12For the word of God is living and active. Sharper than any double-edged sword, it penetrates even to dividing soul and spirit, joints and marrow; it judges the thoughts and attitudes of the heart. 13Nothing in all creation is hidden from God's sight. Everything is uncovered and laid bare before the eyes of him to whom we must give account. - Hebrews 4:12-13
well, i would be the first to admit that there is A LOT wrong with me, but the Lord is working on that. part of that process is allowing old wounds to be ripped open. yesterday, it was my dad. today, it was my embryo.
i suppose that i should catch you up on both. i lost my dad at sea in 1990. that's a story for later. after my divorce, i donated my embryo to an infertile couple. it was a blind donation, and again, a story for another time.
the words that need to be written tonight are simply this: a bad day (or a bad season) with the Lord is far better than any day without Him.
so, what prompted the walk out? stupidity. insensitivity. people talking about something that they know absolutely nothing about. in other words - npr. they had a debate today about embryonic stem cell research, and were joking about "snowflake" babies - babies born from donated embryos.
i will not get on a political or moral soapbox - at least not tonight... i will say that it's scary enough when i think about standing before my Lord one day to give an account for my life, my decisions, my words, and my actions... and i don't come close to the reach and influence they have.
For out of the overflow of the heart the mouth speaks. 35The good man brings good things out of the good stored up in him, and the evil man brings evil things out of the evil stored up in him. 36But I tell you that men will have to give account on the day of judgment for every careless word they have spoken. 37For by your words you will be acquitted, and by your words you will be condemned. - Matthew 12:34-37
9For this very reason, Christ died and returned to life so that he might be the Lord of both the dead and the living. 10You, then, why do you judge your brother? Or why do you look down on your brother? For we will all stand before God's judgment seat. 11It is written: " 'As surely as I live,' says the Lord, 'every knee will bow before me; every tongue will confess to God.' "[a] 12So then, each of us will give an account of himself to God. - Romans 14:9-12
12For the word of God is living and active. Sharper than any double-edged sword, it penetrates even to dividing soul and spirit, joints and marrow; it judges the thoughts and attitudes of the heart. 13Nothing in all creation is hidden from God's sight. Everything is uncovered and laid bare before the eyes of him to whom we must give account. - Hebrews 4:12-13
break
it's not in me to tell the whole story tonight, but i have to get some of the thoughts out of my head so that i can cry, so that i can pray, and so that i can sleep.
a woman called the lab today. she is from greece. her father is lost at sea in the indian ocean.
she is desperate, and cannot find anyone to help her. he's been missing for 2 1/2 months.
i know that level of desperation. i know her panic as time slips away and the chances for survival go away. i know the frustration and anger and sheer insanity that she is facing. i've been there, and my heart is breaking for her.
but this post is not about me. it's a plea. a request for prayer for a woman who's name i don't even know. a request for mercy from a God that i cease to comprehend.
Father, please, have mercy.
a woman called the lab today. she is from greece. her father is lost at sea in the indian ocean.
she is desperate, and cannot find anyone to help her. he's been missing for 2 1/2 months.
i know that level of desperation. i know her panic as time slips away and the chances for survival go away. i know the frustration and anger and sheer insanity that she is facing. i've been there, and my heart is breaking for her.
but this post is not about me. it's a plea. a request for prayer for a woman who's name i don't even know. a request for mercy from a God that i cease to comprehend.
Father, please, have mercy.
7.18.2006
wrath
josh has been speaking on love for the past few weeks; initially on how we express our love to Him, even as He loves us. this past sunday, he began speaking about loving our neighbors - about how our love for Him should overflow into the lives around us - that there should not be a stopping point for those we are willing to love.
here's my question - what about the ones that don't, won't or can't receive love from us? what do we **realistically** do about loving them?
i ask this because i have become the object of my neighbor's wrath - literally. she thinks i'm the devil incarnate. she believes that i am brain-washing, poisoning and abusing my mom. psychologically, i realize that she is deeply depressed, deeply grieving and striking out at the world around her... and has made overt attempts at ugliness and pity, depending on her mood that day (or that hour...) it's created a horribly awkward living condition for my mom and me, and for her, as well, i'm sure.
i really don't feel like going into the whole story, and i'm not sure the details are the point. suffice it to say that we have had a verbal altercation that was brutally ugly and hurtful, and she continues to ambush my mom when i'm gone, telling her how much i suck. imagine the position that puts my mother in... it infuriates me. the sunday school answer is to love her anyway. ok, what does that look like? responding to ridiculous 'for sale' signs hung on her door? reacting to her continuous bombardment of my mom? no, i don't think so. as a matter of fact, i think the most loving thing we can do is NOT react to her antics.
here's the hardest part of all - she hates me because i'm a christian... and she claims the name of Christ. infighting is horrible and hurtful and damn it, damaging to Christ's reputation - the Bride should not be fighting amongst Herself. apparently her church let her down - did not perform to her expectations - when her husband died, and she has become a bitter, angry, abusive, controlling, desperately unhappy child of God. (let that be a warning, huh?)
so, what to do? once i allowed the Holy Spirit to talk me out of kicking her door in, i've been in "pray and wait" mode. this has been going on for 8 or 9 weeks now. katie says we need to show her tangible love. i disagree. knowing her mental state, (and you have to trust me here - she is too far gone for me to help her) i know that she desperately needs non-reaction (non-affirmation of her behavior) and professional counselling - and a whole lot of Jesus. but, do i bear some responsibility here? how do i show her Christ's love when all she does is sneer and spit?
i don't have any answers, but i do know that the God of the Universe is pursuing his child, and for whatever reason, He has me here... according to her, to make her life a living hell. she's done a good job of doing that to herself - i just happen to be the current object of her wrath. if it weren't me, it would be someone else. don't get me wrong - i am not afraid of confrontation - i would go talk to her IF i knew that He sent me, and had gone before me to prepare her heart to receive me.
one of the questions josh asked the other night pertained to the golden rule. how would i want someone to treat me (or love me) in this situation? i'm pretty sure that i would not want to be left here to rot in my self-pity and bitter rage...
in a MUCH scaled-down version of her situation, i have, over the past several months, been in a slow downward spiral of faith and trust, with the resulting improper expectations, tantrums, bitterness, hurt and the proverbial giving God the finger. heeding her situation as a serious warning, i'm drawn to seek Him out on this. more personal, i guess... a couple of months ago, in talking with my leadership, the common question they kept asking me was, "what do you need from us?" i could not give them an answer. a little farther along in the process, i know that i need (present tense) "praying down the Kingdom of Heaven, kicking some serious demon butt, hands-on" prayer. i know that my community has been praying for me, but i'm beginning to realize that it's the tangible, touchable acts of love that really speak to my heart.
in thinking about what my neighbor needs from me... what if she needs the same thing? oh, how my heart hesitates over that thought. trying to view her as my leadership viewed me, and trying to draw parallels, i see that they reached out to me to a certain extent, and then left it to me. who knows if that was that right or wrong approach? in His hands, all He cares about is that there was an approach at all... so, trying to apply this to my neighbor - how do i even begin to reach out? do i wait her out?
as hesitant as my heart is over the prospect of taking the initiative to love her tangibly, i have visions of her completely freed from her grief and rage, full of the joy of the Lord and radiant. only He can do that - in both of us. how He is going to cause that to come about, and what my role in her life is supposed to look like, only He knows at the moment. of this i am sure - He wants both of us completely free, so that we can love Him completely.
Lord, show us the way to You.
here's my question - what about the ones that don't, won't or can't receive love from us? what do we **realistically** do about loving them?
i ask this because i have become the object of my neighbor's wrath - literally. she thinks i'm the devil incarnate. she believes that i am brain-washing, poisoning and abusing my mom. psychologically, i realize that she is deeply depressed, deeply grieving and striking out at the world around her... and has made overt attempts at ugliness and pity, depending on her mood that day (or that hour...) it's created a horribly awkward living condition for my mom and me, and for her, as well, i'm sure.
i really don't feel like going into the whole story, and i'm not sure the details are the point. suffice it to say that we have had a verbal altercation that was brutally ugly and hurtful, and she continues to ambush my mom when i'm gone, telling her how much i suck. imagine the position that puts my mother in... it infuriates me. the sunday school answer is to love her anyway. ok, what does that look like? responding to ridiculous 'for sale' signs hung on her door? reacting to her continuous bombardment of my mom? no, i don't think so. as a matter of fact, i think the most loving thing we can do is NOT react to her antics.
here's the hardest part of all - she hates me because i'm a christian... and she claims the name of Christ. infighting is horrible and hurtful and damn it, damaging to Christ's reputation - the Bride should not be fighting amongst Herself. apparently her church let her down - did not perform to her expectations - when her husband died, and she has become a bitter, angry, abusive, controlling, desperately unhappy child of God. (let that be a warning, huh?)
so, what to do? once i allowed the Holy Spirit to talk me out of kicking her door in, i've been in "pray and wait" mode. this has been going on for 8 or 9 weeks now. katie says we need to show her tangible love. i disagree. knowing her mental state, (and you have to trust me here - she is too far gone for me to help her) i know that she desperately needs non-reaction (non-affirmation of her behavior) and professional counselling - and a whole lot of Jesus. but, do i bear some responsibility here? how do i show her Christ's love when all she does is sneer and spit?
i don't have any answers, but i do know that the God of the Universe is pursuing his child, and for whatever reason, He has me here... according to her, to make her life a living hell. she's done a good job of doing that to herself - i just happen to be the current object of her wrath. if it weren't me, it would be someone else. don't get me wrong - i am not afraid of confrontation - i would go talk to her IF i knew that He sent me, and had gone before me to prepare her heart to receive me.
one of the questions josh asked the other night pertained to the golden rule. how would i want someone to treat me (or love me) in this situation? i'm pretty sure that i would not want to be left here to rot in my self-pity and bitter rage...
in a MUCH scaled-down version of her situation, i have, over the past several months, been in a slow downward spiral of faith and trust, with the resulting improper expectations, tantrums, bitterness, hurt and the proverbial giving God the finger. heeding her situation as a serious warning, i'm drawn to seek Him out on this. more personal, i guess... a couple of months ago, in talking with my leadership, the common question they kept asking me was, "what do you need from us?" i could not give them an answer. a little farther along in the process, i know that i need (present tense) "praying down the Kingdom of Heaven, kicking some serious demon butt, hands-on" prayer. i know that my community has been praying for me, but i'm beginning to realize that it's the tangible, touchable acts of love that really speak to my heart.
in thinking about what my neighbor needs from me... what if she needs the same thing? oh, how my heart hesitates over that thought. trying to view her as my leadership viewed me, and trying to draw parallels, i see that they reached out to me to a certain extent, and then left it to me. who knows if that was that right or wrong approach? in His hands, all He cares about is that there was an approach at all... so, trying to apply this to my neighbor - how do i even begin to reach out? do i wait her out?
as hesitant as my heart is over the prospect of taking the initiative to love her tangibly, i have visions of her completely freed from her grief and rage, full of the joy of the Lord and radiant. only He can do that - in both of us. how He is going to cause that to come about, and what my role in her life is supposed to look like, only He knows at the moment. of this i am sure - He wants both of us completely free, so that we can love Him completely.
Lord, show us the way to You.
7.12.2006
say what?
the thought has occured to me quite frequently over the past few months that we, as a community, have become quite lax when it comes to privacy.
gossip thinnly disquised as prayer requests, or checking up on someone is - you guessed it - still gossip.
if you want to know something about someone, ask them, not me or anyone else. it let's them know you're thinking about them, it makes you check your motives, it initiates conversation and fellowship - go on, give it a try.
and by all means, if there's something you want to know about me, ask ME. not my roommate, not my friends, not my family - ME. that rumor about me being unapproachable and edgy? totally without merit. i'd love to hear from you, and i'll either answer your question or tell you why i won't - either way, you'll have maintained your integrity and shown love, all at the same time.
gossip thinnly disquised as prayer requests, or checking up on someone is - you guessed it - still gossip.
if you want to know something about someone, ask them, not me or anyone else. it let's them know you're thinking about them, it makes you check your motives, it initiates conversation and fellowship - go on, give it a try.
and by all means, if there's something you want to know about me, ask ME. not my roommate, not my friends, not my family - ME. that rumor about me being unapproachable and edgy? totally without merit. i'd love to hear from you, and i'll either answer your question or tell you why i won't - either way, you'll have maintained your integrity and shown love, all at the same time.
6.21.2006
forget
i'll tell you, if i can, how all of the questions posed in the last post can be answered - how all of these circumstances can possibly glorify the LORD.
i have to be honest. in the weeks that i have been trying to write this post, i've found that i'm not going to be able to tell you HOW He is going to be glorified by my life. i just know that He will. does that make sense? i have not seen the full glory that He intends for many of these things - but i know that i will - and if i don't, my descendents will. sometimes, things happen that won't be fully understood in our lifetimes. the only way my heart can make sense of it is to fully embrace the truth that He never wastes a hurt, and that He always turns things for His good.
t made a statement a few weeks ago, that i'm not convinced was planned - it seemed more an afterthought, but it's stuck with me, resonating in my mind day after day. he said that "waits" are "opportunities to forget." that's it - exactly. i may never know how He chooses to glorify Himself, but i know - i cannot forget - that He has delivered, provided, forgiven, fought... prevailed WITHOUT FAIL. i don't believe that He's going to stop anytime soon...
reaux talked about taking thoughts captive, and that not doing so is an act of disobedience. that's a new thought for me. i'm hitting on thoughts because they are so much a part of defeat. too many lies, too much pride, too much flesh, too much me in there. if i would just stop, and KNOW, well, now, that would be an entirely different story, now wouldn't it?
jake talked about fear and anxiety crippling us - dividing our thoughts and our minds - our hearts - from the only One deserving of so much mental energy. i mean, really. i initially thought that i was going to try to answer each question posed in "don't", but that's really beside the point, isn't it? our faith is in the unseen, the yet to happen, the promises. yes, i need to heal, i need to trust, and i need to obey. i need to take the hint from josh's message on the israelites...
don't forget
the song below has been circling in my heart for weeks now. it's only by your prayers and His grace that i'm able to run to Him. thank you, deeply, for being on this journey with me.
When I cannot feel,
when my wounds don't heal
Lord I humbly kneel, hidden in You
Lord, You are my life
so I don't mind to die
Just as long as I am hidden in You
If I could just sit with You a while,
if You could just hold me
Nothing could touch me
though I'm wounded,
though I die
If I could just sit with You a while,
I need You to hold me
Moment by moment,
'till forever passes by
When I know I’ve sinned
when I should have been
Crying out my God
and hidden in you
Lord I need you now,
more than I know how
So I humbly bow,
hidden in you
If I could just sit with You a while,
if You could just hold me
Nothing could touch me
though I'm wounded,
though I die
If I could just sit with You a while,
I need You to hold me
Moment by moment,
'till forever passes by
If I could just sit with You a while,
I need You to hold me
Moment by moment,
'till forever passes by
Moment by moment,
'till forever passes by
- lyrics taken from the MercyMe website
i have to be honest. in the weeks that i have been trying to write this post, i've found that i'm not going to be able to tell you HOW He is going to be glorified by my life. i just know that He will. does that make sense? i have not seen the full glory that He intends for many of these things - but i know that i will - and if i don't, my descendents will. sometimes, things happen that won't be fully understood in our lifetimes. the only way my heart can make sense of it is to fully embrace the truth that He never wastes a hurt, and that He always turns things for His good.
t made a statement a few weeks ago, that i'm not convinced was planned - it seemed more an afterthought, but it's stuck with me, resonating in my mind day after day. he said that "waits" are "opportunities to forget." that's it - exactly. i may never know how He chooses to glorify Himself, but i know - i cannot forget - that He has delivered, provided, forgiven, fought... prevailed WITHOUT FAIL. i don't believe that He's going to stop anytime soon...
reaux talked about taking thoughts captive, and that not doing so is an act of disobedience. that's a new thought for me. i'm hitting on thoughts because they are so much a part of defeat. too many lies, too much pride, too much flesh, too much me in there. if i would just stop, and KNOW, well, now, that would be an entirely different story, now wouldn't it?
jake talked about fear and anxiety crippling us - dividing our thoughts and our minds - our hearts - from the only One deserving of so much mental energy. i mean, really. i initially thought that i was going to try to answer each question posed in "don't", but that's really beside the point, isn't it? our faith is in the unseen, the yet to happen, the promises. yes, i need to heal, i need to trust, and i need to obey. i need to take the hint from josh's message on the israelites...
don't forget
the song below has been circling in my heart for weeks now. it's only by your prayers and His grace that i'm able to run to Him. thank you, deeply, for being on this journey with me.
When I cannot feel,
when my wounds don't heal
Lord I humbly kneel, hidden in You
Lord, You are my life
so I don't mind to die
Just as long as I am hidden in You
If I could just sit with You a while,
if You could just hold me
Nothing could touch me
though I'm wounded,
though I die
If I could just sit with You a while,
I need You to hold me
Moment by moment,
'till forever passes by
When I know I’ve sinned
when I should have been
Crying out my God
and hidden in you
Lord I need you now,
more than I know how
So I humbly bow,
hidden in you
If I could just sit with You a while,
if You could just hold me
Nothing could touch me
though I'm wounded,
though I die
If I could just sit with You a while,
I need You to hold me
Moment by moment,
'till forever passes by
If I could just sit with You a while,
I need You to hold me
Moment by moment,
'till forever passes by
Moment by moment,
'till forever passes by
- lyrics taken from the MercyMe website
6.02.2006
stunned
this post is out of order, but due to the sheer enormity of what has happened in the last 24 hours, i really just don't care... the next post will be titled "forget" and is a continuation of "don't". in the meantime...
i had forgotten what it feels like to have the Lord just open His arms and love me. i have never seen Him so intimately gracious and lavish with His love, provision and grace. my heart is joyous to the point of pain at being so near to Him... i can almost feel His breath on my face. He is so stinking amazing.
have you ever had dreams that you have not even admitted to being dreams come true? have you ever had prayers answered that you didn't know you prayed?
in the space of 24 hours, He has provided a way for deep healing to occur, AND has shown me His purpose for my life, AND opened my eyes to my true community that has been there all along, loving me despite me. please, let me explain...
i have been approached by a friend who desires to walk with me through the deep recesses of the wounds i've sustained in my life, to see them re-opened and exposed to the Light of Christ, to allow for true healing to occur in order that my life experience will finally be of some use to the Body. it's an amazing opportunity, and one that i would never have asked for. frankly, i'm astounded that someone would willingly traverse those waters with me... "in brokenness comes beauty and divine fragility..."
i walked onto the campus of lsu today not having a clue what He purposed for my life, for His Kingdom and His people. i left campus with an opportunity to study under a world-renowned expert in a world-renowned lab, major professors identified, thesis committee formed and thesis topic clearly defined and funding in place... all without officially declaring a degree program or even taking the GRE yet... that does not happen. we have a fundamental belief at the ring - God always blesses His ideas. does He ever... in all 33 years of my life, i've never known what i want to be when i grow up - never known my purpose, no true sense of calling on my life. now, it's so clear what He wants. a few months ago, a friend of mine likened this difficult season in my life to the time Jesus spent in the desert - at the end of His time in the desert, Jesus began His earthly ministry...
tonight, i joined a group of friends for a time of work and fellowship at one of the couples' house. as i spoke to the girls while the guys were outside laying sod about what the Lord is doing in my life, and as i spoke to the guys individually about it, He spoke to me - "see, you have the community you so desperately desire. they've been here all along. you've chosen not to be a part of the community I set in place for you. don't you see that these people love you? don't you see that you belong? don't you see that they are allies of the heart?" yes, yes, YES!
i have chills. i hope you do, too. and the coolest part of it all? just being with Him. yes, He showed up, BIG TIME. yes, He FINALLY revealed to me what He wants from my life - how i am to serve Him and His people with all He made me to be. He finally opened my eyes to the community that surrounds me. He finally placed someone in my life that desires to delve deeply into my past to allow Him to heal me... but even more than all of these great and wonderful things He's set into place - He's shown me what it means to truly seek His face more than i seek His hand.
He is so near... so near that it's hard to breathe. that alone is worth EVERYTHING. i feel like the guy who got to hold Jesus as a baby, and knew that his life was complete because of it.
i had forgotten what it feels like to have the Lord just open His arms and love me. i have never seen Him so intimately gracious and lavish with His love, provision and grace. my heart is joyous to the point of pain at being so near to Him... i can almost feel His breath on my face. He is so stinking amazing.
have you ever had dreams that you have not even admitted to being dreams come true? have you ever had prayers answered that you didn't know you prayed?
in the space of 24 hours, He has provided a way for deep healing to occur, AND has shown me His purpose for my life, AND opened my eyes to my true community that has been there all along, loving me despite me. please, let me explain...
i have been approached by a friend who desires to walk with me through the deep recesses of the wounds i've sustained in my life, to see them re-opened and exposed to the Light of Christ, to allow for true healing to occur in order that my life experience will finally be of some use to the Body. it's an amazing opportunity, and one that i would never have asked for. frankly, i'm astounded that someone would willingly traverse those waters with me... "in brokenness comes beauty and divine fragility..."
i walked onto the campus of lsu today not having a clue what He purposed for my life, for His Kingdom and His people. i left campus with an opportunity to study under a world-renowned expert in a world-renowned lab, major professors identified, thesis committee formed and thesis topic clearly defined and funding in place... all without officially declaring a degree program or even taking the GRE yet... that does not happen. we have a fundamental belief at the ring - God always blesses His ideas. does He ever... in all 33 years of my life, i've never known what i want to be when i grow up - never known my purpose, no true sense of calling on my life. now, it's so clear what He wants. a few months ago, a friend of mine likened this difficult season in my life to the time Jesus spent in the desert - at the end of His time in the desert, Jesus began His earthly ministry...
tonight, i joined a group of friends for a time of work and fellowship at one of the couples' house. as i spoke to the girls while the guys were outside laying sod about what the Lord is doing in my life, and as i spoke to the guys individually about it, He spoke to me - "see, you have the community you so desperately desire. they've been here all along. you've chosen not to be a part of the community I set in place for you. don't you see that these people love you? don't you see that you belong? don't you see that they are allies of the heart?" yes, yes, YES!
i have chills. i hope you do, too. and the coolest part of it all? just being with Him. yes, He showed up, BIG TIME. yes, He FINALLY revealed to me what He wants from my life - how i am to serve Him and His people with all He made me to be. He finally opened my eyes to the community that surrounds me. He finally placed someone in my life that desires to delve deeply into my past to allow Him to heal me... but even more than all of these great and wonderful things He's set into place - He's shown me what it means to truly seek His face more than i seek His hand.
He is so near... so near that it's hard to breathe. that alone is worth EVERYTHING. i feel like the guy who got to hold Jesus as a baby, and knew that his life was complete because of it.
5.28.2006
don't
tell me, if you can, how sexual abuse glorifies the LORD?
tell me, if you can, how a father's disappearance, leaving his wife and children abandoned, glorifies the LORD?
tell me, if you can, how a wife suffering at the hands of her husband glorifies the LORD?
tell me, if you can, how infertility glorifies the LORD?
tell me, if you can, how adultery and humiliation glorifies the LORD?
tell me, if you can, how separation and divorce glorifies the LORD?
tell me, if you can, how losing a home glorifies the LORD?
tell me, if you can, how utter despair glorifies the LORD?
tell me, if you can, how bankruptcy and identity theft glorifies the LORD?
tell me, if you can, how struggling to fit and being rejected glorifies the LORD?
tell me, if you can, how getting laid off glorifies the LORD?
tell me, if you can, how possible financial ruin - again - glorifies the LORD?
tell me, if you can, how anything in my life glorifies the LORD?
i've seen enough trial and struggle to last 10 lifetimes. don't talk to me about trials, storms and struggles. i've seen Him be faithful to bring me out of some of these situations. some, He's seen fit to leave me in. a friend of mine recently wrote me an email saying that the entire Body of the ring is suffering and that she is blown away by His sovereignty. His sovereignty??? another friend of mine recently told me that He has shown her that He is bringing me to a place where i will be settled, and that everything going on in my life is ultimately going to glorify Him. really... i wonder why He has not seen fit to show me the same thing? oh, that's right... His sovereignty. His choice. His plan. His story.
we're taught to embrace struggles, to thank Him for trusting us with trials - that storms are allowed by Him to come against us. this is biblical, to be sure. however, the idea that we are supposed to lie down and take this crap does not ring true to me. it is, in fact, a very dangerous thing to do. fine, you want to talk about embracing a fight - then embrace it the way william wallace did - head on with a full frontal assault. we're taught that our struggles are not against flesh and blood, but against evil - to be wary and alert - that our enemy prowls around day and night seeking those whom he can devour. we're also taught that there is a time and a season for everything - and everything in me is screaming FIGHT.
we're given the POWER of the Blood of Christ for a reason. we're given the armor of God for a reason. personally, i'm tired of being in this place. i'm tired of seeing the Body suffer. when are we going to stand up and fight - not individually, but as a united Body - of one heart and one mind? we've been given EVERYTHING we need for life and godliness - for His sake and ours - let's use it - let's get out of this place and let's get on with this story.
tell me, if you can, how a father's disappearance, leaving his wife and children abandoned, glorifies the LORD?
tell me, if you can, how a wife suffering at the hands of her husband glorifies the LORD?
tell me, if you can, how infertility glorifies the LORD?
tell me, if you can, how adultery and humiliation glorifies the LORD?
tell me, if you can, how separation and divorce glorifies the LORD?
tell me, if you can, how losing a home glorifies the LORD?
tell me, if you can, how utter despair glorifies the LORD?
tell me, if you can, how bankruptcy and identity theft glorifies the LORD?
tell me, if you can, how struggling to fit and being rejected glorifies the LORD?
tell me, if you can, how getting laid off glorifies the LORD?
tell me, if you can, how possible financial ruin - again - glorifies the LORD?
tell me, if you can, how anything in my life glorifies the LORD?
i've seen enough trial and struggle to last 10 lifetimes. don't talk to me about trials, storms and struggles. i've seen Him be faithful to bring me out of some of these situations. some, He's seen fit to leave me in. a friend of mine recently wrote me an email saying that the entire Body of the ring is suffering and that she is blown away by His sovereignty. His sovereignty??? another friend of mine recently told me that He has shown her that He is bringing me to a place where i will be settled, and that everything going on in my life is ultimately going to glorify Him. really... i wonder why He has not seen fit to show me the same thing? oh, that's right... His sovereignty. His choice. His plan. His story.
we're taught to embrace struggles, to thank Him for trusting us with trials - that storms are allowed by Him to come against us. this is biblical, to be sure. however, the idea that we are supposed to lie down and take this crap does not ring true to me. it is, in fact, a very dangerous thing to do. fine, you want to talk about embracing a fight - then embrace it the way william wallace did - head on with a full frontal assault. we're taught that our struggles are not against flesh and blood, but against evil - to be wary and alert - that our enemy prowls around day and night seeking those whom he can devour. we're also taught that there is a time and a season for everything - and everything in me is screaming FIGHT.
we're given the POWER of the Blood of Christ for a reason. we're given the armor of God for a reason. personally, i'm tired of being in this place. i'm tired of seeing the Body suffer. when are we going to stand up and fight - not individually, but as a united Body - of one heart and one mind? we've been given EVERYTHING we need for life and godliness - for His sake and ours - let's use it - let's get out of this place and let's get on with this story.
5.20.2006
discipleship
last sunday, josh spoke about community groups and why they are structured the way that they are: all age groups and walks of life combined into one community, with the older members mentoring and discipling the younger. that's a biblical example, to be sure. the question that keeps running through my mind is this: who is discipling the older ones?
listen to what john eldredge has to say about discipleship:
If you're not pursuing a dangerous quest with your life, well, then, you don't need a Guide. If you haven't found yourself in the midst of a ferocious war, then you won't need a seasoned Captain. If you've settled in your mind to live as though this is a fairly neutral world and you are simply trying to live your life the best you can, then you can probably get by with the Christianity of tips and techniques. Maybe. I'll give you a fifty-fifty chance. But if you intend to live in the Story that God is telling, and if you want the life he offers, then you are going to need more than a handful of principles, however noble they may be. There are too many twists and turns in the road ahead, too many ambushes waiting only God knows where, too much at stake. You cannot possibly prepare yourself for every situation. Narrow is the way, said Jesus. How shall we be sure to find it? We need God intimately, and we need him desperately.
"You have made known to me the path of life," David said (Ps. 16:11). Yes - that's it. In all the ins and outs of this thing we call living, there is one narrow path to life, and we need help finding it.
What is Discipleship?
On the other hand, there is what we have come to accept as discipleship. A friend of mine recently handed me a program from a large and successful church somewhere in the Midwest. It's a rather exemplary model of what the idea has fallen to. Their plan for discipleship involves, first, becoming a member of this particular church. Then they encourage you to take a course on doctrine. Be "faithful" in attending the Sunday morning service and a small group fellowship. Complete a special course on Christian growth. Live a life that demonstrates clear evidence of spiritual growth. Complete a class on evangelism. Consistently look for opportunities to evangelize. Complete a course on finances, one on marriage, and another on parenting (provided that you are married or a parent). Complete a leadership training course, a hermeneutics course, a course on spiritual gifts, and another on biblical counseling. Participate in missions. Carry a significant local church ministry "load."
You're probably surprised that I would question this sort of program; most churches are trying to get their folks to complete something like this, one way or another. No doubt a great deal of helpful information is passed on. My goodness, you could earn an MBA with less effort. But let me ask you: A program like this - does it teach a person how to apply principles, or how to walk with God? They are not the same thing. Change the content and any cult could do this. I mean, Gandhi was a remarkable man; so was Lao-tzu, Confucius, or Thomas Jefferson. They all had principles for a better life. But only Christianity can teach you to walk with God.
We forfeit that birthright when we take folks through a discipleship program whereby they master any number of Christian precepts and miss this most important thing of all, the very thing for which we were created: intimacy with God. There are, after all, those troubling words Jesus spoke to those who where doing all the "right" things: "Then I will tell them plainly, 'I never knew you'" (Matt 7:23). Knowing God. That's the point.
You might recall the old proverb: "Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime." The same holds true here. Teach a man a rule and you help him solve a problem; teach a man to walk with God and you help hom solve the rest of his life. Truth be told, you couldn't master enough principles to see you safely through this Story. There are too many surprises, ambiguities, exceptions to the rule. Things are hard at work - is it time to make a move? Things are hard at home - is this just a phase your son is going through, or should you be more concerned? You can't seem to shake this depression - is it medical or something darker? What does the future hold for you - and how should you respond?
Only by walking with God can we hope to find the path that leads to life. That is what it means to be a disciple. After all - aren't we "followers of Christ"? Then by all means, let's actually follow him. Not ideas about him. Not just his principles. Him.
---- john eldredge, Waking the Dead, pp 95-96
please do not read this as an indictment against the ring. far from it. it's more a heart quest to understand how this all fits together. what are correct and biblical expectations for me to carry into a community group? who is discipling the older ones? how are the older ones supposed to disciple the younger if they aren't being discipled? it's a struggle in my mind, and one that the passage quoted above begins to address. i need to look to Him. got it. who is going to show me how to do that? who is going to show me the deeper things that await me in this walk with Jesus? am i to take from this passage that i am to walk alone with Him? no, i don't think so. i need to learn how to walk with Him as much as the next (read "younger") person.
as Jesus said, narrow is the path, and i really need help finding it. i need help staying on it. i need someone to pull me forward as i reach back to pull someone else along. our core beliefs sound great on paper. how do they play out in real life? what does that really look like? that's the great and frustrating part of being such a baby church. we get to participate in the hard part - where the vision He gave the elders 8 years ago comes to fruition and we get to figure it out as we go. Jesus, lead on. we will follow.
listen to what john eldredge has to say about discipleship:
If you're not pursuing a dangerous quest with your life, well, then, you don't need a Guide. If you haven't found yourself in the midst of a ferocious war, then you won't need a seasoned Captain. If you've settled in your mind to live as though this is a fairly neutral world and you are simply trying to live your life the best you can, then you can probably get by with the Christianity of tips and techniques. Maybe. I'll give you a fifty-fifty chance. But if you intend to live in the Story that God is telling, and if you want the life he offers, then you are going to need more than a handful of principles, however noble they may be. There are too many twists and turns in the road ahead, too many ambushes waiting only God knows where, too much at stake. You cannot possibly prepare yourself for every situation. Narrow is the way, said Jesus. How shall we be sure to find it? We need God intimately, and we need him desperately.
"You have made known to me the path of life," David said (Ps. 16:11). Yes - that's it. In all the ins and outs of this thing we call living, there is one narrow path to life, and we need help finding it.
What is Discipleship?
On the other hand, there is what we have come to accept as discipleship. A friend of mine recently handed me a program from a large and successful church somewhere in the Midwest. It's a rather exemplary model of what the idea has fallen to. Their plan for discipleship involves, first, becoming a member of this particular church. Then they encourage you to take a course on doctrine. Be "faithful" in attending the Sunday morning service and a small group fellowship. Complete a special course on Christian growth. Live a life that demonstrates clear evidence of spiritual growth. Complete a class on evangelism. Consistently look for opportunities to evangelize. Complete a course on finances, one on marriage, and another on parenting (provided that you are married or a parent). Complete a leadership training course, a hermeneutics course, a course on spiritual gifts, and another on biblical counseling. Participate in missions. Carry a significant local church ministry "load."
You're probably surprised that I would question this sort of program; most churches are trying to get their folks to complete something like this, one way or another. No doubt a great deal of helpful information is passed on. My goodness, you could earn an MBA with less effort. But let me ask you: A program like this - does it teach a person how to apply principles, or how to walk with God? They are not the same thing. Change the content and any cult could do this. I mean, Gandhi was a remarkable man; so was Lao-tzu, Confucius, or Thomas Jefferson. They all had principles for a better life. But only Christianity can teach you to walk with God.
We forfeit that birthright when we take folks through a discipleship program whereby they master any number of Christian precepts and miss this most important thing of all, the very thing for which we were created: intimacy with God. There are, after all, those troubling words Jesus spoke to those who where doing all the "right" things: "Then I will tell them plainly, 'I never knew you'" (Matt 7:23). Knowing God. That's the point.
You might recall the old proverb: "Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime." The same holds true here. Teach a man a rule and you help him solve a problem; teach a man to walk with God and you help hom solve the rest of his life. Truth be told, you couldn't master enough principles to see you safely through this Story. There are too many surprises, ambiguities, exceptions to the rule. Things are hard at work - is it time to make a move? Things are hard at home - is this just a phase your son is going through, or should you be more concerned? You can't seem to shake this depression - is it medical or something darker? What does the future hold for you - and how should you respond?
Only by walking with God can we hope to find the path that leads to life. That is what it means to be a disciple. After all - aren't we "followers of Christ"? Then by all means, let's actually follow him. Not ideas about him. Not just his principles. Him.
---- john eldredge, Waking the Dead, pp 95-96
please do not read this as an indictment against the ring. far from it. it's more a heart quest to understand how this all fits together. what are correct and biblical expectations for me to carry into a community group? who is discipling the older ones? how are the older ones supposed to disciple the younger if they aren't being discipled? it's a struggle in my mind, and one that the passage quoted above begins to address. i need to look to Him. got it. who is going to show me how to do that? who is going to show me the deeper things that await me in this walk with Jesus? am i to take from this passage that i am to walk alone with Him? no, i don't think so. i need to learn how to walk with Him as much as the next (read "younger") person.
as Jesus said, narrow is the path, and i really need help finding it. i need help staying on it. i need someone to pull me forward as i reach back to pull someone else along. our core beliefs sound great on paper. how do they play out in real life? what does that really look like? that's the great and frustrating part of being such a baby church. we get to participate in the hard part - where the vision He gave the elders 8 years ago comes to fruition and we get to figure it out as we go. Jesus, lead on. we will follow.
5.16.2006
brush strokes
coming to the realization that i need to get a grip is not the same thing as actually getting a grip.
as i continue to come up for air and climb out of this place, i'm beginning to realize that life is a constant battle and looking for the end of the current skirmish is useless. paul warns us repeatedly that our fight is not against flesh and blood, but against the unseen forces of evil around us. Lief Enger writes that, "We and the world, my children, will always be at war. Retreat is impossible. Arm yourselves." C.S. Lewis writes in Mere Christianity, "One of the things that surprised me when I first read the New Testament seriously was that it talked so much about a Dark Power in the universe - a mighty evil spirit who was held to be the Power behind death and disease, and sin. The difference is that Christianity thinks this Dark Power was created by God, and was good when he created it, and went wrong. Christianity agrees... this universe is at war."
the Lord spoke to me through josh sunday night. surrender is the word of the day, and consistent with the way my team prayed for me in mexico. in surrendering to Him, He will equip me to step back into the battle, where i belong. there is something that He wants me to let go of, but damned if i know what it is. i'm not intentionally holding anything from Him. in fact, i'm trying very hard to wear this new suit of humility, but it doesn't fit quite right.
thinking through that, i've realized that it does not fit because i'm trying to imitate the way i see it displayed in the lives of those i love. imitating Christ's humility is a beautifully multi-faceted process, and i'm learning that it's ok for my life, my faith and my humility to be uniquely from Him - that is, in fact, where it's supposed to come from. i've found that my faith does not look like anyone else's - and it's not supposed to. i've tried to imitate the humility that i see in the lives of my friends and it just does not work. it doesn't work because it isn't me.
funny how some of the people who read my blog avoided meeting my eyes sunday night. funny how honesty makes some of you uncomfortable. that's ok with me.
i find that my spirit is screaming louder than my flesh, for a change. galatians 5:1 says that it is for freedom that Christ set us free. if that's true, and we all know that it is, it stands to reason that i'm balking because i feel oppressed by the enemy and repressed by judgment and religion within the church. here me loud and clear - i do not look like you. i don't want to look like you. i admire and love you, but i am not you.
my heart is ferocious, passionate and bold. i cannot pretend to be otherwise. i refuse to be yoked with the burden of mediocrity. i refuse to be placed in a mold that makes everyone around me breathe a little easier. if my life challenges you, praise God. if my life convicts you, praise God. each of your lives challenges and convicts me, and i praise His name everyday for that.
humility in my life is not going to look like anyone else that i know. we are all wired differently, and i'm ok with that. we are all beautifully and wonderfully made - in His image - we are all brush strokes on a canvas that form a complete portrait of His face... and what a beautiful portrait it is.
Teach me your way, O LORD,
and I will walk in your truth;
give me an undivided heart,
that I may fear your name.
I will praise you, O LORD my God, with all my heart;
I will glorify your name forever.
-Psalm 86:11-12
as i continue to come up for air and climb out of this place, i'm beginning to realize that life is a constant battle and looking for the end of the current skirmish is useless. paul warns us repeatedly that our fight is not against flesh and blood, but against the unseen forces of evil around us. Lief Enger writes that, "We and the world, my children, will always be at war. Retreat is impossible. Arm yourselves." C.S. Lewis writes in Mere Christianity, "One of the things that surprised me when I first read the New Testament seriously was that it talked so much about a Dark Power in the universe - a mighty evil spirit who was held to be the Power behind death and disease, and sin. The difference is that Christianity thinks this Dark Power was created by God, and was good when he created it, and went wrong. Christianity agrees... this universe is at war."
the Lord spoke to me through josh sunday night. surrender is the word of the day, and consistent with the way my team prayed for me in mexico. in surrendering to Him, He will equip me to step back into the battle, where i belong. there is something that He wants me to let go of, but damned if i know what it is. i'm not intentionally holding anything from Him. in fact, i'm trying very hard to wear this new suit of humility, but it doesn't fit quite right.
thinking through that, i've realized that it does not fit because i'm trying to imitate the way i see it displayed in the lives of those i love. imitating Christ's humility is a beautifully multi-faceted process, and i'm learning that it's ok for my life, my faith and my humility to be uniquely from Him - that is, in fact, where it's supposed to come from. i've found that my faith does not look like anyone else's - and it's not supposed to. i've tried to imitate the humility that i see in the lives of my friends and it just does not work. it doesn't work because it isn't me.
funny how some of the people who read my blog avoided meeting my eyes sunday night. funny how honesty makes some of you uncomfortable. that's ok with me.
i find that my spirit is screaming louder than my flesh, for a change. galatians 5:1 says that it is for freedom that Christ set us free. if that's true, and we all know that it is, it stands to reason that i'm balking because i feel oppressed by the enemy and repressed by judgment and religion within the church. here me loud and clear - i do not look like you. i don't want to look like you. i admire and love you, but i am not you.
my heart is ferocious, passionate and bold. i cannot pretend to be otherwise. i refuse to be yoked with the burden of mediocrity. i refuse to be placed in a mold that makes everyone around me breathe a little easier. if my life challenges you, praise God. if my life convicts you, praise God. each of your lives challenges and convicts me, and i praise His name everyday for that.
humility in my life is not going to look like anyone else that i know. we are all wired differently, and i'm ok with that. we are all beautifully and wonderfully made - in His image - we are all brush strokes on a canvas that form a complete portrait of His face... and what a beautiful portrait it is.
Teach me your way, O LORD,
and I will walk in your truth;
give me an undivided heart,
that I may fear your name.
I will praise you, O LORD my God, with all my heart;
I will glorify your name forever.
-Psalm 86:11-12
5.13.2006
one more time
as my grief process runs it's course, it's time to decide what to do with the rest of my life. what's the next step? find a new job? go back to school at 33? take a break and decide later? get married and be done with it all?
all are options, but only one rings true and brings me peace. guess who just applied to the graduate school at lsu? that would be yours truly. i don't have a clue what i'll be studying yet, but it's a step in the right direction and i'm more excited than i care to admit.
funny how i didn't feel out of place on campus yesterday. funny how i've been surrounded by 20-somethings for 3 years now and it's just a part of my life that i know is from Him. this is just one more way He is proving that He sees the big picture and i don't - one more way He has been equipping me for this next season.
what's ironically funny to me is that all the students i know hate projects and exams. the reality is that the difference between work and school is that you get paid for one and you pay for the other. you still have projects, tests, timelines and stress. going in the opposite direction from everyone else - as is typical for me - from work to school - brings a sense of excitement and anticipation... now, if i can just figure out what He wants me to study, i'll be doing good.
yeah, i know. His timing, right?
another cool aspect to this new turn of events is that i get to experience school as me - not as a wife - and believe me, there is a huge difference. i get to go to games (in the student section, no less!), i get to stay at school to study and work on projects, i get to take off-campus classes out in the field, i get to participate in any extra-curricular activity that my schedule will allow - i get to be a student on His terms, not my ex's. how awesome is that???
i've been given yet another opportunity to make a difference with my life - for Him and His glory. i've got a month until classes start and i cannot wait... remind me of that when i start complaining about projects and timelines...
all are options, but only one rings true and brings me peace. guess who just applied to the graduate school at lsu? that would be yours truly. i don't have a clue what i'll be studying yet, but it's a step in the right direction and i'm more excited than i care to admit.
funny how i didn't feel out of place on campus yesterday. funny how i've been surrounded by 20-somethings for 3 years now and it's just a part of my life that i know is from Him. this is just one more way He is proving that He sees the big picture and i don't - one more way He has been equipping me for this next season.
what's ironically funny to me is that all the students i know hate projects and exams. the reality is that the difference between work and school is that you get paid for one and you pay for the other. you still have projects, tests, timelines and stress. going in the opposite direction from everyone else - as is typical for me - from work to school - brings a sense of excitement and anticipation... now, if i can just figure out what He wants me to study, i'll be doing good.
yeah, i know. His timing, right?
another cool aspect to this new turn of events is that i get to experience school as me - not as a wife - and believe me, there is a huge difference. i get to go to games (in the student section, no less!), i get to stay at school to study and work on projects, i get to take off-campus classes out in the field, i get to participate in any extra-curricular activity that my schedule will allow - i get to be a student on His terms, not my ex's. how awesome is that???
i've been given yet another opportunity to make a difference with my life - for Him and His glory. i've got a month until classes start and i cannot wait... remind me of that when i start complaining about projects and timelines...
5.11.2006
enough, already
so i need to get a grip. apparently this is a daily thing that must happen in my life.
katie and i were talking between the last 2 posts. she asked me if i had any peace about any decisions i may have made in regards to leaving community group or the ring. i definitely have no peace, and have not for quite a while now. she was somewhat disappointed, knowing that i would be at peace even with a hard decision, if it was from the Lord. waking up crying can in no way be construed as being at peace. more out of frustration than anything, i read her the email that i referenced in the last post. her immediate comment was that it sounded like it could have been written today. agreeing with her, i followed her thought with one of my own, commenting that spending a year in that place was WAY too long... that place of no peace, little grace, and in constant battle with the Lord over my role in the Body... and hello, in walks the Lord, smack dab into the middle of the conversation and into my heart.
it seems i have a bit of an issue with embracing my role as an intercessor as "enough". yeah, i'm cringing from the pride in that statement, too.
interestingly, the email in reference is the one that helped identify my gift of intercession. i can't believe i didn't see that one coming from a mile away. damned if the enemy hasn't had a field day with this. take some pride and mix it with a need for self-gratification by means of recognition from my leadership at the ring, and viola! you have the perfect recipe for defeat...
well... how did Jesus combat the enemy of God? with Truth. more on that in a minute...
i know this post is all out of whack, but i'm vibrating inside at the moment, so please bear with me. before katie and i talked, i was cleaning out my bible. for those of you who know me, you know that's quite a big deal. i have 3 years worth of ring notes, prayer requests, cards, pictures... even a third day concert ticket. the amount of paper stuffed into the pockets had more than doubled the size of my bible. anyway... i was accomplishing 2 things - reducing the amount of stuff inside so that i can actually close it, and i was trying to cut ties with the ring in a tangible way. interestingly, i kept a couple of key things in there that i could not bear to part with - a letter from john eldredge, and a couple of "firsts" from the launch of the ring community church - namely our core beliefs, our prayer needs, our very first prayer request card and our very first tithe envelope. now really, how difficult is it to see where my heart is, even in an act of pulling away? who am i kidding?
before katie and i talked, nate and i were on im all afternoon, discussing this place that i cannot seem to leave - both literally and spiritually. he had red flags going up everywhere every time i mentioned leaving the ring, as did i. to say that we were both very sad is a gross understatement. katie's question about peace in making these decisions stopped me cold in my tracks.
last night we were talking about all this, and i told her about a passage of Scripture that He pointed me to on a couple of occasions while i was in florida. i was praying one night, asking the Lord for something, anything to point me in the right direction. i flipped my bible open and it landed in 1 samuel. my eyes landed on the story of david and goliath, and i read straight through to 2 samuel where david becomes king of israel. good stuff, but it didn't seem particularly applicable. my attention was drawn to some notes i had written in the section prior to the fight with goliath. "the right what with the wrong why is useless" and "partial obedience is still disobedience - He demands total, heartfelt obedience" both written in reference to 1 samuel 15:22 where samuel is rebuking saul for not obeying the LORD's instructions to the letter. my mind flitted over that, but didn't settle on any one thing that i was ready to admit to being intentionally disobedient about, so i let it go. another night, He brought me to the same passage, and the same notes. hmmm...
here's another interesting twist. the only other thing that i put aside from my bible cleaning venture is a list of passages on peace that meg passed out in sunday school a couple of weeks ago... i think the Lord has been setting me up for a while now, preparing and equipping me for this moment.
i'm slightly embarrassed - chagrined is probably a better word - by this ongoing and very public battle. however, i am more than happy to capitulate, admit to disobedience and pride and GET ON WITH IT. the enemy has had me tied up in knots of frustration and self-glorification quite long enough. there are reparations to be made, collateral damage to be undone and a new suit of humility to try on. i think this time it just might fit.
katie and i were talking between the last 2 posts. she asked me if i had any peace about any decisions i may have made in regards to leaving community group or the ring. i definitely have no peace, and have not for quite a while now. she was somewhat disappointed, knowing that i would be at peace even with a hard decision, if it was from the Lord. waking up crying can in no way be construed as being at peace. more out of frustration than anything, i read her the email that i referenced in the last post. her immediate comment was that it sounded like it could have been written today. agreeing with her, i followed her thought with one of my own, commenting that spending a year in that place was WAY too long... that place of no peace, little grace, and in constant battle with the Lord over my role in the Body... and hello, in walks the Lord, smack dab into the middle of the conversation and into my heart.
it seems i have a bit of an issue with embracing my role as an intercessor as "enough". yeah, i'm cringing from the pride in that statement, too.
interestingly, the email in reference is the one that helped identify my gift of intercession. i can't believe i didn't see that one coming from a mile away. damned if the enemy hasn't had a field day with this. take some pride and mix it with a need for self-gratification by means of recognition from my leadership at the ring, and viola! you have the perfect recipe for defeat...
well... how did Jesus combat the enemy of God? with Truth. more on that in a minute...
i know this post is all out of whack, but i'm vibrating inside at the moment, so please bear with me. before katie and i talked, i was cleaning out my bible. for those of you who know me, you know that's quite a big deal. i have 3 years worth of ring notes, prayer requests, cards, pictures... even a third day concert ticket. the amount of paper stuffed into the pockets had more than doubled the size of my bible. anyway... i was accomplishing 2 things - reducing the amount of stuff inside so that i can actually close it, and i was trying to cut ties with the ring in a tangible way. interestingly, i kept a couple of key things in there that i could not bear to part with - a letter from john eldredge, and a couple of "firsts" from the launch of the ring community church - namely our core beliefs, our prayer needs, our very first prayer request card and our very first tithe envelope. now really, how difficult is it to see where my heart is, even in an act of pulling away? who am i kidding?
before katie and i talked, nate and i were on im all afternoon, discussing this place that i cannot seem to leave - both literally and spiritually. he had red flags going up everywhere every time i mentioned leaving the ring, as did i. to say that we were both very sad is a gross understatement. katie's question about peace in making these decisions stopped me cold in my tracks.
last night we were talking about all this, and i told her about a passage of Scripture that He pointed me to on a couple of occasions while i was in florida. i was praying one night, asking the Lord for something, anything to point me in the right direction. i flipped my bible open and it landed in 1 samuel. my eyes landed on the story of david and goliath, and i read straight through to 2 samuel where david becomes king of israel. good stuff, but it didn't seem particularly applicable. my attention was drawn to some notes i had written in the section prior to the fight with goliath. "the right what with the wrong why is useless" and "partial obedience is still disobedience - He demands total, heartfelt obedience" both written in reference to 1 samuel 15:22 where samuel is rebuking saul for not obeying the LORD's instructions to the letter. my mind flitted over that, but didn't settle on any one thing that i was ready to admit to being intentionally disobedient about, so i let it go. another night, He brought me to the same passage, and the same notes. hmmm...
here's another interesting twist. the only other thing that i put aside from my bible cleaning venture is a list of passages on peace that meg passed out in sunday school a couple of weeks ago... i think the Lord has been setting me up for a while now, preparing and equipping me for this moment.
i'm slightly embarrassed - chagrined is probably a better word - by this ongoing and very public battle. however, i am more than happy to capitulate, admit to disobedience and pride and GET ON WITH IT. the enemy has had me tied up in knots of frustration and self-glorification quite long enough. there are reparations to be made, collateral damage to be undone and a new suit of humility to try on. i think this time it just might fit.
here
continuing from the last post - "here" is a relative term, i've discovered.
i came across an email written by me in august 2005 - almost a year ago - and it could have been written today. it describes, to the t, exactly where i find myself today. when i said i don't belong here, i meant at the ring. i also meant baton rouge. reading that email, i've realized that "here" is a spiritual place, not a church or a city.
that's huge. as in epiphany huge. as in God showed up in a hurry on this one. wow.
i'm not saying that all is well in my world. i am saying that He is stepping in at a critical moment, and i am so thankful i'm afraid to breathe.
o praise You, Jesus.
i came across an email written by me in august 2005 - almost a year ago - and it could have been written today. it describes, to the t, exactly where i find myself today. when i said i don't belong here, i meant at the ring. i also meant baton rouge. reading that email, i've realized that "here" is a spiritual place, not a church or a city.
that's huge. as in epiphany huge. as in God showed up in a hurry on this one. wow.
i'm not saying that all is well in my world. i am saying that He is stepping in at a critical moment, and i am so thankful i'm afraid to breathe.
o praise You, Jesus.
severed
i did a lot of thinking while i was away. one consistent theme is that HE has seen fit to sever most of my ties here in baton rouge. no job, no home, lots of suffering friendships and unexpected changes of heart.
i don't belong here anymore. i don't know why or even when that happened, i just know it to be true.
in thinking through that, it occured to me that my life can be viewed in 3-year cycles, going back at least 21 years that i can really remember. i am approaching the end of this current 3-year cycle since i've been involved in the ring. i thought that i had finally found my home - my place in the world and in the Body of Christ.
apparently not. there is too much hurt here. i can no longer believe that my being here is of HIM.
this is not a woe-is-me post. this is an honest assessment of what i believe HE is doing in my life. i think HE is preparing me for the next season... whatever that means - and where-ever that is. my constant prayer is that i stay in tune with HIS voice and am able to clearly distinguish it from the rest of the voices in my head.
josh jokingly called me a nomad a few weeks back. i'm sure he didn't have a clue how close he came to nailing it.
i don't belong here anymore. i don't know why or even when that happened, i just know it to be true.
in thinking through that, it occured to me that my life can be viewed in 3-year cycles, going back at least 21 years that i can really remember. i am approaching the end of this current 3-year cycle since i've been involved in the ring. i thought that i had finally found my home - my place in the world and in the Body of Christ.
apparently not. there is too much hurt here. i can no longer believe that my being here is of HIM.
this is not a woe-is-me post. this is an honest assessment of what i believe HE is doing in my life. i think HE is preparing me for the next season... whatever that means - and where-ever that is. my constant prayer is that i stay in tune with HIS voice and am able to clearly distinguish it from the rest of the voices in my head.
josh jokingly called me a nomad a few weeks back. i'm sure he didn't have a clue how close he came to nailing it.
change of name
it occured to me that HIS light is not shining brightly through me - more like a smoldering glow. it also occured to me that, unintentionally, the previous title was more than a little arrogant.
so... welcome to snippets of my life. they will never tell the whole story, but hopefully, they will always point back to HIM.
so... welcome to snippets of my life. they will never tell the whole story, but hopefully, they will always point back to HIM.
5.03.2006
found
it's been a month to the day since my last post. to put it mildly - it's been a rough time.
there may be a time when i feel the need to expound on the battle i've been fighting, but not today. briefly, i've been battling with the Lord - a battle i know i'm going to lose - but a battle i have to fight, none-the-less. i've been rendered completely ineffective for His Kingdom, and have been, quite honestly, very selfish and inward focused.
this post is about grace. His grace. it's also about intimacy - physical and spiritual. so, be warned. this is going to be very personal, very intimate and quite possibly "r" rated. it's your decision to continue reading.
i choose to allow Him to heal me. i choose to trust Him. i choose to experience the hurt later on, in order to experience His healing now. i choose not to question my Lord, but rather to lay my heart bare before Him, knowing that He knows far better than i what i need.
there may be a time when i feel the need to expound on the battle i've been fighting, but not today. briefly, i've been battling with the Lord - a battle i know i'm going to lose - but a battle i have to fight, none-the-less. i've been rendered completely ineffective for His Kingdom, and have been, quite honestly, very selfish and inward focused.
this post is about grace. His grace. it's also about intimacy - physical and spiritual. so, be warned. this is going to be very personal, very intimate and quite possibly "r" rated. it's your decision to continue reading.
i mentioned that i have been battling the Lord for quite a while now. i've been very angry with Him. i've been pouting. i've been very defiant and completely devoid of grace. all this a culmination of circumstances beginning in january with the death of my cousin, and ending with being laid off, unable to take the break i need (as i define need) and living with my mother at 33 years of age. yes - it's an honest statement to say that i am pissed off at the Lord. it's ok, kids - He can handle my anger - i've been much angrier than this with Him, i assure you.
in the midst of this anger, He remains steady and unpredictable. typical.
i met with Him the other night, very unexpectdly and very intimately. here's the part where if you have any religious or legalistic tendencies in your faith, you may want to stop reading.
i want to introduce you to my Jesus - the all-encompassing, all-consuming, ever-present, ever-loving Jesus. He showed up rather unexpectedly the other night. although He was invited, i've stopped expecting Him to show up - faithless, i know, but an accurate statement. He showed up in a way that i did not expect Him to. nor did i expect Him to do what He did.
in the interest of privacy, i'll limit the description to the work He did in my heart. in a time where i've defined what i need from Him, He shows up and ministers in a completely unexpected way - a way that i have not recently asked Him, nor expected Him, to show up. i need Him to show up in many ways, but not in this way, in this time. He showed up to heal some very, very old wounds. intimate wounds that i left on the back burner, expecting Him to heal them at a much later, more "appropriate" time in my life for these specific wounds. i'm talking about deeply intimate wounds - wounds that began when i was 12 and have been twisted and scarred and re-opened and never healed. yes, we're talking about s-e-x.
gasp. "wait!" you cry. "s-e-x outside of marriage is a sin. Jesus would not show up in the midst of sin. you must be completely inundated with lies from the enemy. ann, you have lost your mind. we're calling an intervention."
but no. i have not lost my mind - i have found Jesus again. He came to me in the midst of an opportunity to sin, and used the intimacy of that situation to minister very tenderly to His battle-weary, scarred and wounded child. He has begun to heal my heart (and according to what He showed katie, He's begun to heal my body, too - but that 's a different story for a different time).
interestingly, He's chosen a man to carry out His healing work in my heart - a man who is leaving this place within a year. He's healing wounds, and asking me to trust Him to chose the method, knowing the hurt will run deeply when he leaves. He's asking me to trust Him with that hurt, too, when it comes.i choose to allow Him to heal me. i choose to trust Him. i choose to experience the hurt later on, in order to experience His healing now. i choose not to question my Lord, but rather to lay my heart bare before Him, knowing that He knows far better than i what i need.
4.03.2006
not about me
after many years of planning and being told by Him to wait – i was finally baptized into the Body of Christ on the evening of march 26, 2006. i was even allowed the honor of the first official dunking of the ring community church. even more than that - i was allowed to share in that moment with my community - with my church - with my friends and family. after 3 frustrating years of not understanding why He would not allow it to happen... i would not have had it any other way. i was, and still am, amazed and humbled by the extraordinary love and acceptance poured over me that night. my heart aches at the joy of it, even still. i pray it always does.
His timing intrigues me. in the midst of a cycle of brokenness, He asks me to publicly declare my devotion and surrender to Him. that’s a happy thing to do during good times. it’s much more about obedience, faith and love during this time in my life.
as the band led us in worship and even while josh spoke about the meaning of baptism, i sat on the stairs leading down into the baptismal font, praying about what He wanted from me, how i could adequately convey what He’s done in my life, and asking Him about this odd timing, and i heard clearly from Him for the first time in a very long time. He impressed on my heart in an undeniable way: this is not about me – my life is not my own – my life is not about me – it’s for and about HIM.
i realize that’s a pretty basic precept of our faith. maybe it’s just taken 3 years of walking closely with Him to truly understand that.
now, in my experience, if He takes 3 years to do anything, He’s up to something – BIG. i have an unsettled, anticipatory, sinking, joyous feeling that He’s about to rock my world. He began breaking me in january, and He has not stopped.
a friend of mine told me that when He pulls the rug out from under our lives, it’s because He wants our full attention and focus on Him. well. He’s got it.
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