Monday, April 28, 2014

Proverbs 31 is for dudes, too.

     This semester, I've been bombarded with marriage stuff. Every sermon, bible study, and quiet time seems to have something to do with submission, but instead of speaking my not-so-gracious opinion, I figured God has something to tell me so I better listen up.
     In 6 weeks, I'll be in a foreign country with only 3 familiar faces for the next 6 weeks. From the very start of this adventure, God made it very clear to me that I was going to have little say in any big plans. I know what a lot of you are thinking, what a breeze! I've always done so well with keeping my mouth shut and my thoughts to myself. Although I do such a good job of wearing that façade, it is unbelievably hard for me to shut up and let other people do things their way. Since we decided on Peru in November, I've had to submit and trust these girls that what God told them was the right thing. Any time I came to God with concerns, it was almost as if He had His receptionist forward me to Logan, Samantha or Courtney.
     I have the hugest struggle with submission and I always figured it was God's way of telling me I'm just not cut out for marriage. That was just who I was and God was going to work around my imperfections to sanctify me in other ways. This is such faulty theology, because God doesn't desire what I've settled for, He wants what is absolutely best for me and that's not staying cynically cold-hearted about everything, that's refining me by His fire and perfecting me through His grace and love.
     While learning how to submit to The Lord and preparing myself for future submission, of course Proverbs 31 has crossed my path. I used to hate Proverbs 31, make fun of it even. Who cares what kind of woman I'm supposed to be, it's too mainstream anyways and I don't want to live the Christian version of Stepford Wives and just be like every other submissive woman. Guys, I'm not kidding when I say God saved me from my cynical, cold-heart; I was a real jerk, still kind of am, just ask anyone who really likes me.
     Anyways, the more that I read Proverbs 31, the more I realize that this isn't the woman God's calling me to be in the future, it's the like of what God has set aside for me right now.
     For women, Proverbs 31 isn't a checklist, it's the characteristics that are uncompromisingly inheritable from spending time with Him. For men, I think it's a great reminder of what kind of women they should be pursuing. She dresses herself in strength (Proverbs 31:17), she opens her hand to the poor (Proverbs 31:20), she laughs at the time to come (Proverbs 31:26), she fears The Lord (Proverbs 31:30). With all that society throws at us, telling us what the perfect women is, it's important for all of God's children to hide in their heart the truths of what beautiful really is.

Friday, April 11, 2014

My sins killed Jesus.

     With the grass finally green again, shorts permissible and the scent of dogwood trees contorting everyone's face, it's safe to say spring is here. Spring brings with it a lot of happiness, a lot of hope. In my theatre class we are learning about how productions may use the season to reflect the mood of the play or musical. Winter: harsh and bitter, autumn: dying or decay, summer: life and warmth, and spring: revival and new life. In spring, we have the flowers blossom, the sun come out, the breeze swell in. With spring, we see the physicality of resurrection, with spring, we feel Easter.
     The other night, I was addressed with the question, do I follow Jesus because it's good or because it's true. I've never thought of it that way. I mean, of course I believe what Jesus taught and I put my faith in that truth, but how often do I respond when faced with the "why Jesus" do I answer, "because it's true."
     I've recognized the fact that Jesus lived. I've read the gospels and along with the twelve I've scratched my head in confusion when He compared us to mustard seeds or whatever. I've marveled with the wise men over the awaited Messiah and bowed down at His miraculous birth. I've tried to experience a fraction of His entire life purpose, dying on the cross for my sins, and even though my heart can't hold that much pain, I'm given a glimpse of the sacrifice Jesus made on my behalf.
     On my own, I'm hopeless. I'm sinful and in need of rescuing. And Jesus saves and He loved me so much to pay for all of it by giving up His own life in replace of mine. The wages of sin is death (Romans 6:23), so somebody had to die, but instead of me, Jesus took my place.
     I think too often, I stop there. I recognize Jesus' birth and life and death and just sit in that. I stop and remember that my sins, the bearing of all of our sins, killed Jesus. His entire life purpose was to become obedient to death on a cross as the final sacrifice for our sins and we killed Him. But if Jesus died and that was it, the bible would end there. If Jesus died for our sins and stayed dead, that would've been a nice gesture, but this Messiah guy would've been just another lamb.
     Another aspect I was introduced to the other day was the disciples. When Jesus was busy being dead for those 3 days, what were they thinking? The awaited Messiah was killed by human hands. I think too often we live in our dead sins, feeling like the disciples did those 3 days. The price was paid, it needed to be paid, but what now? That's all true and stuff, but if Jesus died and stayed dead, it sounds to me like sin had won.
     But Jesus didn't stay dead. Jesus rose up 3 days after. My sins killed Jesus, but His raising from the dead means that I don't have to stay dead in my sins either, Jesus conquered them. I will boast in the cross, but even more I will boast in His resurrection. I follow Jesus because He lives and that's true. Death has no dominion over me, I am free and He is truth.

Monday, March 17, 2014

To Be Set Free

For we are God's masterpiece. He has created us anew in Christ Jesus, so we can do the good things he planned for us long ago. (Ephesians 2:10)
     Through the cross, we have been given freedom. Sin has no dominion over us and there is no bondage to death any longer. Through the cross, God has shown us mercy and grace; we have experienced the sweetest of love. Jesus died for our lies, addictions, envy. Because Jesus died on the cross, we are now able to experience His intended freedom for our lives.
     When I accepted Christ, I had tons of junk in my life, I still do, and the most comforting knowledge of the gospel for me was that I didn't have to clean myself up for Him. He wanted me in the damaged condition I was in right at that moment. Years since then, I'm still damaged. There's still parts of my life God is chiseling away to create me into the masterpiece he planned for me long ago, but I must allow that chiseling.
     When I accepted Christ and began my walk with the Lord, I did it because of the perks I heard on my end, to be accepted and holy and blameless. As I find myself being continuously chiseled into God's masterpiece, I sometimes see myself hiding certain sins. If being holy means giving up that sin, I can wait, I kind of like living in that part of the world. But as it turns out, if we're not running towards God, we're running away from Him. One of the perks of following Christ is being made new. When we're brought to God in our sin, we're just a block of stone.
      Michelangelo was an Italian artist during the Renaissance. One of his most notable works was David, a 17-foot tall, 6-ton statue that took him three years to complete.
     Michelangelo is quoted, saying something like, "I saw the angel in the block of marble and carved until I set him free." And when he was asked how he made the statue of David, he said, "It is easy. You just chip away the stone that doesn't look like David."
     For we are God's masterpiece. We are the David to His Michelangelo, and when God sees us in the block of stone, He sees the masterpiece He planned long ago that He desires to set free.

Sunday, March 2, 2014

I should've listened to Kerri Welch

     This weekend I went back home. I knew it was a risk with the supposed winter storm coming our way, but I knew this would be my last time home until Easter, so I figured I better swing by. All week I've been thinking about what the weather was going to be like from Springfield to Blue Springs on Friday and from Blue Springs to Springfield on Sunday. Friday was fine, but when it came for me to leave on Sunday, I can't say the same.
     After church my family went to lunch where he told me he would not allow me to drive back to school today. I assured him I'd be fine and I have to get back for class tomorrow, I have a huge test and I need to be prepared. He did the same thing he always does when I'm about to leave home; check my oil, fill my gas, clean my windows, and disappear with my car the last 30 minutes I'm home. I have no idea where he goes during that time, I think it's just a ploy to get me to stay longer.
     Anyway, I get ready to leave Blue Springs and the roads are fine. I make it through Lee's Summit and Harrisonville perfectly and start my journey on 13 Highway. This stretch of my trip is 2 hours. That's my first checkpoint. I know once I get on 13, I'll only need to make two more turns before I'm in my driveway back in Springfield.
     Once I get on 13, my next checkpoint is Clinton. When I make it to Clinton, I know I'm halfway there, just an hour and a half more. Somewhere between Harrisonville and Clinton, the roads get bad. I have to reduce my normally 65 mph speed to about 30. During this time, I'm leading a pack of about 5 cars, including a semi truck. The roads rough and I know I'm driving on sheets of ice, but I think I'm safe because I'm still driving under 45. All of a sudden, my wheel turns left after I direct it right. Then right when I'm turning left. I turn my head around into the direction I should be going and I end up in a ditch.
     Now, the last time I was in a car accident, I grounded myself for 3 months from driving and sat in Kerri Welch's living room while she played counselor to me until I was able to talk about my last experience behind the wheel. All of those feelings were coming back, but this time, I didn't have the option to call someone and pick me up, I have 2 hours from either direction to a familiar face.
I start to ask myself where I'm even going.
     Stuck in the ditch, I drive my way out and proceed the next 100 miles with my sweaty palms slipping from "10 and 2" and my seatbelt on and my drivers seat reclined up to a 90 degree angle. All the cars I was leading are now ahead of me.
     At this point, I'm starting to question my trip. I only have one class tomorrow, I could've skipped, this drive is awful and I'm starting to feel queasy. My stomach was in knots and this road was lonely. About 30 minutes later, I make it to Clinton, another checkpoint. I'm halfway there. Another 30 minutes pass and I get a phone call from my roommates. They exclaim we don't have class tomorrow. I hang up the phone and wonder, what's even the point of this trip?
     Enter through the narrow gate for wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction and many enter through it, but small is the gate and narrow is the road that leads to life and only few find it (Matthew 7:13&14).
     This trip was no longer a means to class, it was a trip towards home. I redirected my focus, put my blinders on and only looked at the road right ahead of me. There were times I had to follow the cars ahead of me. I slowed to their speed, I stayed in their lane, but when they exited the highway, I was back to my time alone.
     There is one more checkpoint in my trip, it's these crappy lawyer billboards that tell me I'm 5 miles away from Springfield's city limits. The road from Clinton to these billboards weren't much easier, but each mile got me closer to my apartment in Springfield. I came over a hill and saw the billboard of that lawyer shaking hands with some elderly couple and knew I was that much closer. You couldn't believe the peace I experienced when I saw that.
     Sometimes, we have to fall in a ditch to get redirected, sometimes we have to follow people ahead of us. Sometimes, we have to slow down, take a breath and reevaluate our destination.

Friday, February 28, 2014

What Comes with Boldness, James 5

     There have been times in my life that I’ve viewed those not living for Christ’s lives more alluring. I’ve looked at their careless, thoughtless actions in envy. They have the power to go out and do things my convictions won’t allow. James 5 opens up and addresses my erroneous assumptions in verses 1 through 6.
     James addresses these verses to the rich, nonbelieving who were known to persecute the economically hurting Christ followers of this time. “Your gold and silver have corroded, and their corrosion will be evidence against you and will eat your flesh like fire” (James 5:3). “You have fattened your hearts in a day of slaughter” (James 5:5).  These verses remind me of the emptiness of those who are not following Christ. The lies they’re being told and the lies that fool me, too. Those careless, thoughtless actions hold no worth in comparison to the freedom I reside in with knowing Christ. Luckily, knowing Christ has no exclusivity, and I pray that those of you who are wrestling with those uncertainties have the courage to seek answers Christ has to offer.
     These next verses are addressed to believers, saying patience is a must with steadfastness, with unwavering determination. James reminds us of Job. For those of you who haven’t read the book of Job, I highly consider it. If you think you have it rough, check what God put this guy through to prove his unwavering determination to The Lord. And with this faith, let us be faithful in our prayer. Some of my favorite prayers are in Ephesians.
     “I do not cease to give thanks for you, remembering you in my prayers, that the God of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of glory, may give you a spirit of wisdom and of revelation in the knowledge of Him, having the eyes of your heart enlightened, that you may know what is the hope to which He has call you, what are the riches of His glorious inheritance in the saints” (Ephesians 1:16-18)
     “For his reason I bow my knees before the Father, from whom every family in heaven and on earth is named, that according to the riches of His glory He may grant you to be strengthened with power through His Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith—that you, being rooted and grounded in love, may have strength to comprehend with all the saints what is the breadth and length and height and depth, and to know the love of Christ that surpasses knowledge, that you may be filled with all the fullness of God” (Ephesians 3:14-19).
     What Paul is praying about in both of those prayers are his fellow believers in Ephesus. In the first prayer, he prays that we may have a spirit of wisdom, the eyes of your heart enlightened, and to know the hope to what God has called you to. This seems plausible that Paul would want us to strive. Now, in the second prayer, what Paul is basically praying for his fellow believers is that we can experience God in a way that is plainly impossible. Paul is praying that we may comprehend God’s love, which is incomprehensible. What’s the point? You can measure your faith by the boldness of your prayers. Paul isn’t praying for cupcakes, he’s praying for the impossible, which with God is nothing but.
     James 5:17 talks about Elijah and his bold prayers. It says Elijah prayed so passionately for drought and it didn’t rain anywhere on the earth for 3 and a half year. In verse 18 it says he prayed again and heaven gave rain. Elijah had the confidence in God that He would provide. I want to have the steadfastness of Job and the boldness of Elijah.
     Like every book in the bible, James gives us guidance on how to live our lives. Explore what God has for you to see and be steadfast as you chase after it.

Thursday, February 27, 2014

Our Selfish God, James 4

     I know the book of James is kind of mean, but I think that’s why I like it so much. It reminds me that I’m no one special, which is good for me. I sometimes think of myself like St. Louis fans think of the Cardinals. Like I’m the best thing to come to the Midwest since peanut butter and people actually care to listen to my fandom on an hourly basis. Pride: can be good for sports teams (even if they are the Cardinals), but no good for my humility in Christ.
     James 4 opens up by saying, essentially, we’re doing it wrong. James addresses our desires and passions that don’t line up with God’s Will for us, yet we still chase them and find trouble in doing so.
    “You wouldn’t think of just asking God for it, would you? And why not? Because you know you’d be asking for what you have no right to. You’re spoiled children, each wanting your own way. You’re cheating on God. If all you want is your own way, flirting with the world every chance you get, you end up enemies of God and his way.” James 4:2-4, The Message). Verse 5 jumps in and reminds us of the scripture that says “He yearns jealously over the spirit that He has made dwell in us.” God is jealous for me.
     I remember when I first became a Christian, thinking God was the most selfish…“thing” for asking us to worship and please Him with our lives. This God is asking me to devout my life to whatever He wants me to do. It was mentioned to me, referenced by an author I cannot remember now, that God, being the most important Being, has every right to be selfish. When you’re the creator of the universe and all other universes, being the center of all everything, you have to be selfish. God desires us to desire Him, because he is, period. If God is who we claim He is, He is the most significant belief and being accepted by Him should be the most yearning part of our lives.
     Now, think of it that way. The center of all universes is jealous for your undivided attention. He doesn’t want to share you with sin or your selfish ambitions; He desires to make you new in His image. As a Christian, we are no longer sinners saved by Jesus; we are the righteousness of God. We can’t identify with the sin that used to be a part of us, that part died when we accepted the new clothing Christ’s blood offers us.
     I read James a lot when I first started following Christ; it is one of the most clear instruction manuals I found on how to live. One of the verses that stuck out to me while reading James this time around was the last one, verse 17. “So whoever knows the right thing and fails to do it, for him it is sin.” I think, sometimes, we think we have to have all of our stuff together when we draw near to God. I think, sometimes, we think we have time to wait until later to submit to God, because right now is just too fun and “I’ll have to quit living the way I do” if we follow God right now. God wants us just the way we are. Christ isn’t only accepting to those who have it all together, no one has it all together, but through a relationship with Him, we’ll change to see the light. With spiritual growth comes spiritual maturity and the more time we spend with God the more we should be changing. With that being said, this verse also reminds us that have been Christians for a while we don’t have an excuse to sin. We know better and with that we should resist the devil and wash our hands and purify our hearts by drawing near to God (James 4:7&8). Spend some time with God and wrestle where your submission is yielded.

Wednesday, February 26, 2014

For the Love of Humanity, James 3

     "Dear brothers and sisters, not many of you should become teachers in the church, for we who teach will be judged more strictly. Indeed, we all make many mistakes. For if we could control our tongues, we would be perfect and could also control ourselves in every other way. We can make a large horse go wherever we want by means of a small bit in its mouth. And a small rudder makes a huge ship turn wherever the pilot chooses to go, even though the winds are strong. In the same way, the tongue is a small thing that makes grand speeches. But a tiny spark can set a great forest on fire." (James 3:1-5).
     While discovering my spiritual gifts, James 3 has convicted me a lot. Exhortation is something God has woven into my identity. He has called me to urge and encourage people by the way I live, the way I speak goes under that as well. I don't think it's only important to those specifically gifted to exhort, but to all believers.
     A couple weeks ago, I was around a group of teenage Christians, who spoke to one another that was in no way pure, lovely, just, worthy of praise, or honorable. They said things that offended me. Calling each other names like, fag, telling each other to go kill themselves or commenting on their  skinny, anorexic body. Even passively condemning others on the other end by saying things like, "Are you really going to eat another piece of cake?"
     LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, let me say this loud and clear: you have no idea what kind battles people are facing. This is partly because we live in a culture that teaches us we shouldn't be vulnerable, because vulnerability shows weakness, and weakness is for girls, which also ticks me off, but I don't have enough time for that, too. You may not know someone's back story and even if you do that doesn't mean you should just avoid those topics when talking to them, you should steer clear of them with everyone. I have a friend who has a past with anorexia and I have felt the awkwardness from the what seems like harmless jokes other people make in her presence. Even when she's not around it makes me uncomfortable. Your words can not only hurt those around you, but they disrespect yourself. They show more of what you think of yourself than the rest of humanity. It does not only harden your heart, but it destroys your credibility as a follower of Christ. As Christians, do you not understand we have a higher calling? People don't hate Christ, they hate who we've made Him out to be. So, make your words and make your actions true, honorable, just, pure, lovely, commendable, excellent, worthy of praise. That's not an Alyssa Hicks Checklist, that's a Philippians 4:8 Checklist and I ask you to write that on your hearts and recognize, truly enlighten yourselves on the way you speak. Talking less of others isn't going to make you better, being negative won't change the way you see yourself, but it just may ruin how someone sees themselves.
     If you're not living by Philippians 4:8, I'm not going to give you a 1-800 number to call, I'm simply going to challenge you to dig up the sin under the sin. Ask yourself why you speak the way you do, because you can be funny without crushing others in the process; trust me, I'm hilarious. What in your heart needs to be refined to make you fully satisfied in who Christ has created you to be? And with this, you'll gain wisdom. OMG, how ironic.
     Which brings be to the second half of James 2, where it's all about the wisdom. Wisdom is to be proclaimed humbly and wisdom from above produces peace. Verses 17 and 18 state, "But the wisdom from above is first pure, then peaceable, gentle, open to reason, full of mercy and good fruits, impartial and sincere. And a harvest of righteousness is sown in peace by those who make peace." How are you pursuing God's wisdom? How can you pursue God's wisdom in your talk? Take a moment and allow yourself to be transformed, there's nothing special about averageness.