Today is Friday. We write free and bold and with out self-editing. For five whole minutes.
Today’s word: Expectation
Expectation. Is it bad? Is it good? I don’t know. Expectations often lead to disappointment and embarrassment. Expectations often lead to sadness and despair. We want what we want. We expect good things to happen, then they don’t. We expect God to take care of us…and He does. Expectations of God are a tricky thing. He never promised us a rosy life, but He did promise that He would always be there. He did promise that he would always walk through “it” with us. He did promise that He would carry us when we needed Him (whether we knew it or not). He did promise that give us just the right amount of strength and grace to get through the storms in life. Those are expectations we can take to the bank. We can cash in those promises. We can expect to survive this life as we walk with expectation into the next. We can expect that God will show up in our deepest, darkest moments. We can expect that he will do what He says He will do. Because He is Who He is. He is the Creator of the Universe after all. He is what least expect Him to be and more. He is mother and father to us all. He is gentle friend and firm counselor. We can expect the best from Him. We can expect to shine out His glory in our life.
Posted in Faith, five minute friday, Gifts, Grace, Promises, Redemption, Truth
Tagged christianity, expectation, Five Minute Friday, gentle friend, glory, God, grace, seeing us through, spirituality
Let’s dispense with a few facts about myself:
1. I have very strong opinions about many things.
2. I am not afraid to say what I think in most situations,
3. I will always tell you the truth as lovingly as I can will being true to points 1 and 2.
That being said, I am declaring today that I express my Christianity in a quieter way than I often express my opinions. And I am going to stop apologizing for myself to God, and to others about this quietness. It’s not that I feel shy about my Christianity, it’s quite the opposite. I feel bold and free in my walk with God. It’s just that I choose to be quiet about it for the sake of others. That is, until the time is ripe for honest discussion. In 1 Kings 19 God told Elijah to go to the mountain because He was going to pass by. Then the following happens:
“Then a great and powerful wind tore the mountains apart and shattered the rocks before the LORD, but the LORD was not in the wind. After the wind there was an earthquake, but the LORD was not in the earthquake. 12After the earthquake came a fire, but the LORD was not in the fire. And after the fire came a gentle whisper. 13When Elijah heard it, he pulled his cloak over his face and went out and stood at the mouth of the cave.”
I believe sometimes God shakes the earth to get our attention. But I also believe that He mostly calls to us gently and lovingly, wooing us like a lover.
I want you to to know genuinely know me and what I’m like. I want you to trust that I am a woman of her word. So, that when I talk about my faith with you, you will know that I am being honest and true. That what I have to say is real and flows from the deep places of my heart. I want you to know that you are not just a notch on my belt that ups my score in heaven.
I see no advantage to being in your face about Jesus, unless we have that kind of relationship. I don’t have anything to prove to myself or to others about my walk. I keep no tally of those I’ve convinced to follow Christ. I’d much rather sit in stillness with you and let the gentleness of God convince you of your need for God’s love, than to say a thousand of the “right” things that do more harm than good. I’d rather water the garden of your heart with tenderness and care than to stab at it with hoes and pickaxes.
Even if that means someone else gets to witness the moment you meet God face to face.
I am content to sit and wait in quiet prayer in hopes that an opportunity will arise to express why I need God, and why you do too. I am content to let God do the wooing in His time and in His way.
So, all you quieter expressions faith out there, feel no shame in your quiet ways. Just be ready to say what needs to be said at the right time. And it will all be alright.
Posted in Faith, Obedience, Patience, Peace, Tenderness, Truth
Tagged cloak, earthquake, earthquakes, Elijah, Faith, gentle whisper, lover, quiet, quietness, strong opinions, ups, walk with god, wooing
Ah, that’s better. It’s been a while. Sorry little blog. I didn’t mean to let you gather so much dust. I am much less distracted now and wish to renew our friendship. Will you forgive me? You will? Oh, thanks!
What better way to celebrate my reentry to the blogdom than to do a Five Minute Friday?
Let’s write bold and free for five non-stop minutes shall we? Excuse me while I get out my timer…
God makes everything brighter and more vivid. Everything shines to my eyes when God is involved in the details. Sometimes I stand like a child, awed by the sun, blinking back tears at the sheer joy of it all. How could I not? God’s love can be so overwhelming at times, flowing into every nook and cranny of my soul, making everything cleaner, brighter, more vivid. When God makes something more vivid, I can see minute details I never noticed before. A bead of dew here, a friends smile wrinkles there, a word well-spoken right in front of me. How can I not notice the glorious and grand details of His design when my vision is clearer, when life is more vivid than usual? My heart is beats in tune with the details of His plan when they are known to me and I see the brightness of His glory shining for my unfettered eyes.
Thanks for being here!
You too little blog!
Posted in Beauty, Faith, five minute friday, Gifts, Grace, Growth, Joy, Passion, Peace, Tenderness, Truth
Tagged clear vision, details, glory, God, noticing, shining, vivid
It’s easy to forget in the deepest, darkest moments how connected I am. Connected to my immediate family, my church family, all the I have touched, and all the people I will touch. Pain can be overwhelming and convince you that you are alone, that going on with life is hopeless, it might as well end now before more suffering occurs. But if I take a moment to reflect on how severing those connections would hurt those I am connected to, the pain of leaving is great enough to keep me here. Connections are what is keeping me here fighting my way through the muck, the mire, the agony, the hopelessness and despair. Life is so hard all on it’s own. Life is harder when one is forced to deal with pain inflicted by other people who were bigger and stronger. The strongest connection of all keeps a small ray of light shining ever present in the darkness, in the deepest pain, the lowest despair. That connection calls me to take another step, no matter how much it hurts, even if I think my legs are broken, or my muscles torn. A single ray of light offering me hope. “Stay connected”, He says, “don’t give up.”
Posted in Captivity, death, Faith, Grace, Growth, My own worst enemy, Obstacles, Overcoming, Peace, Suicide
Tagged connection, contemplating death, dark, deep, don't give up, hope, hopelessness, single ray of light, thoughts
Bold, unscripted, unedited, and free. It’s five-minute Friday. Cuz that’s how we like it.
I like to remember what God has done for me. It’s so easy to forget how many times he has healed my heart, my mind, my soul. Remembering what God has done stokes the fires of faith. A fire that I can pass on with the word of my testimony. Testimony to his greatness and his Glory. Testimony to his character and his love for me (and you). Igniting the flames of passion in other’s hearts for God is what this Christianity thing is all about. Walking through the trials and tribulations and coming out on the other side clean and fresh and new is something only God can make happen. So remember, remember today and always what God has done for you. Stoke the flames in your heart with the memories of how he held you in his arms that one time. Pass that fire onto someone else so that they may know God’s love for them. Because, that’s the point, right?
Posted in Faith, five minute friday, Passion, Truth
Tagged fire, God, heart, mind, pass it on, passion, remember, soul, testimony
Headed on over to Beauty for Ashes for our Romans bible study.
Well, hello there blog. Missed you last week. I was constantly behind the eight ball and was constantly surprised by forgotten event after forgotten event. Yeah, it was bad. So, I just couldn’t find the time to sit down and put my thoughts here. Oh, well. Moving on.
Monday morning meditations are stream-of-consciousness writing with a one-word prompt (for as long as I like). I was going to write about plenty, but I think I am going to write about control. Control is a current theme in my life right now, particularly because I am in therapy (yet, again) and we are talking about how this plays out in my life. And, I have a lot of feelings and thoughts on the subject. So, here we go…
People say that having control is an illusion. I say that’s not true. I have been controlled by other people many times in my life. Anyone that has authority has control over other people. A child is controlled by all of the adults in his life. Adults tell a child where to go, what to do, how to do it, and punish any transgressions. I don’t think this is a bad thing. I think this is a good thing because a child needs to be guided in how to be a good citizen of the society they are born into. It becomes a bad thing when control is used as a means to subvert and dominate for no other purpose than impose one’s will on the other person. And this is no illusion. A person that forces another person to do something bad or against their will has control of the other person.
My experiences as a child were of being controlled and forced to do things that I didn’t want to, or should, do. By many people. My mother continued to control me until I left home. And, after I left home, she still had a hold over me until she died. There was not a place I could go without looking over my shoulder in fear that she would show up and I would have to run and hide for face her. Even as an adult, my mother controlled me with fear. When she died, I felt so relieved. I didn’t have to worry anymore. The control was gone. Trust me when I say that not feeling guilty about this is a struggle.
This feels like an awful shame to me.
But at least my fear of being controlled explains why I behave like I do in certain situations. And there has been plenty of that going on in my adult life. He wants me to trust Him and to understand my choices. There goes God again, working all things together for the good of me who love Him. Healing can begin and I can look to God to help me understand what is really going on in a situation that feels like I’m being controlled by another person. I can choose to submit myself to someone else’s authority, or not. The “or not” part is freeing and puts the choice in my hands. The best part of this is that I can look to God to help me understand my choices and walk into a situation with my eyes wide-open of my own free will.
It’s my choice now.
Posted in Captivity, Faith, Grace, Growth, Knowledge, Overcoming, Redemption
Tagged choices, control, freedom, God, knowledge, wisdom
5 minutes of unedited writing…No worries, no backtracking, no fussing. Just write…
For some reason I am drawing a blank here. Beyond fits in my life somehow. I look beyond the stars of my own sky, I look beyond my own sin, I look beyond my own feelings, to find Him. Jesus wanted us to look beyond the law and find Him. Paul wanted us to look beyond our own mistakes and find Him. God wants us to look beyond our own realities and find Him. By looking beyond what we can see, we find hope. We find peace, we find purpose. When we choose too look beyond, we choose to rise above that which Satan would have us believe about ourselves and our reality- that we are stuck, useless, and purposeless. God says that we are unstuck, useful, and purposeful. After all, He created us in His image. After all, we were created with a purpose on this earth. We have a job to do. Look beyond what you know and find the meaning of your life.
I guess I wasn’t so blank after all.
Posted in Faith, five minute friday, Gifts, Grace, Knowledge, Overcoming, Satan, Truth
Tagged beyond, law, meaning of life, not stuck, purposeful, rising above, truth, useful
My relationship with and my feelings towards my mother are complicated. Honestly, she was not a very good mother. In fact, I’d say she was was a terrible mother. It would be easy to just stop there and just hate her. Jesus won’t let me just hate her, hence the complicated feelings. My mother had it just as bad, or worse, as I did growing up. According to her story, her father abused her. He was also an alcoholic as was her mother. I never knew my grandparents, so I cannot attest to what kind of people they were. But, I don’t have any reason to doubt her story.
My mother just couldn’t deal with life. She was alcoholic, adulterer, and a drug addict. My mother was overbearing, confusing, mean, and selfish. I never knew if I was coming or going with her. I never really knew if she loved me or not. She didn’t believe me I talked about the abuse that happened with my father. She claims she didn’t know or notice anything.
When I was 19, I had met a man that was strong and tall and cared about my safety, or at least I thought so at the time. My mother threatened to to hit me one day, so I left with this man’s help. For the next 14 years, I kept myself separate from my mother. I tried for one year in the middle, until things went south again and I split.
Then my mother overdosed on opiate based painkiller about 8 years ago. This was quite a shock and started the present journey I am on trying to cope with both the relief I feel at her death, and the sadness that I feel because I was never able to reconcile with her.
So now, even after all these years, I still feel have confused and complicated feelings.
God wants me to forgive my mother, over and over again. He wants me to let go of my past and try to feel empathy towards my mother’s plight. He wants me to heal from the wounds.
So, I keep pushing forward and keep trusting that He knows best, because, well, He does know best.
Some day, perhaps, my feelings won’t be so complicated.
Posted in Addiction, Captivity, Faith, Grace, Growth
Tagged addiction, confusion, drugs, Faith, mother, overcoming, pain
God. Never. Breaks. A. Promise.
He can’t. He’s not human. Humans break promises all of the time. God never does. Which is why we can rely fully and totally on His promises.
While I was considering what was on my mind about God and his promises my mind went to Abraham. “Against all hope, Abraham in hope believed and so became the father of many nations, just as it had been said to him, “So shall your offspring be.”19 Without weakening in his faith, he faced the fact that his body was as good as dead—since he was about a hundred years old—and that Sarah’s womb was also dead. 20 Yet he did not waver through unbelief regarding the promise of God, but was strengthened in his faith and gave glory to God, 21 being fully persuaded that God had power to do what he had promised.” (Rom 4:18-21)
Against all odds, poor decisions, and time, God still delivered on his promise to Abraham, even when it looked like it couldn’t possibly happen. Even when the world could look at the circumstances and say, “Nope. Ain’t gonna happen.” Sarah bore Abraham a son in their (very) old age. Abraham did become the father of the many hundreds of millions. Even when God told him to sacrifice his son, he still had hope and trusted in the promise. Else, he wouldn’t have journeyed up the mountain.
Sometimes in my life I forget that God never breaks promises. He ALWAYS delivers. Just not always when I THINK he should. And that’s the hard part. Waiting. Trusting. Hoping. Faith in God’s promises. That he WILL deliver, at the exact moment he intends to.
Lord, help me to trust and to hold on just a little longer while waiting for you to do what you promised.
Posted in Faith, Grace, Patience, Promises, Sacrifice, Strength
Tagged Abraham, Faith, God, journey, just in time, promises, sacrifice