Showing posts with label Spiritual. Show all posts
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Friday, February 12, 2021

A Personal Reflection on Abuse


The pain in her gentle, refined words arrested me instantly.

I didn’t know who she was or even how I had found her Twitter account. I’m not an avid Twitter user and was honestly surprised to find myself scrolling that platform a few days before Christmas, 2020. But her words struck a chord in me:

Yesterday I underwent a several medical procedures under general anesthesia to stop the persistent and excessive blood loss I have been experiencing for the past few years. The parallels to my personal life and personal health are not lost on me. Our bodies oft reflect our abuse. 
Source 

I stopped to pray and found myself typing out a response. This woman had clearly endured much, and I wanted to support her. Something in her seemed to connect instantly with me. Sobered, I continued scrolling.

Not five minutes later, I came across an article that made my stomach drop. It was allegations of sexual misconduct against Ravi Zacharias.


RZIM: The Apologist’s Standard

I had heard of RZIM (Ravi Zacharias’ ministry) for years. I always thought of them as the “top-tier” apologists, the final destination to be able to successfully and graciously set forth the truth of the Gospel in a fallen and confused world.

I listened to an RZIM podcast for most of my time in college. As lies of relativism and the lure of worldliness swirled around me, the sanity that filled my car during commutes helped to keep me grounded.

When I was interested in attending the Passion conferences, it was seeing the names of John Piper and Ravi Zacharias as speakers that convinced me, the one who never attended youth rallies, that it was worth my time.

I’d heard Ravi speak of women who would try to give him personal information and how he wouldn’t even look at it but would give it to his assistant. As someone who spent much of his life on the road, it was imperative for him to employ accountability.

I had admired Ravi for so many reasons. That he could have stooped to sexual sin felt too devastating to consider.


Encountering Truth

Such a possibility was nauseating, but the thought of scrolling past and not knowing was worse. I clicked on the article.

I don’t remember now which article I saw, but I do remember the process of reading it. I’d learned enough in recent years to know that perpetrators flourish in systems that protect them, and I began to see potential evidence of that in the report.

Then, as I read, one name stood out to me: Lori Anne Thompson.

Lori Anne was Ravi’s most vocal accuser. She claimed that he had spiritually manipulated and emotionally abused her with a sexual online relationship.

Lori Anne. Wasn’t she the one whose tweet I had just read and responded to?

The chance seemed too absurd, but I had to check.

I found my response. It was a response to Lori Anne Thompson.

In an almost impossible chance, I had extended words of grace to Ravi’s most vocal victim only moments before learning of his moral demise.


Calculated Abuse

Miller & Martin PLLC’s investigative report of RZIM has sent shockwaves through the Christian community. (You can read RZIM’s open letter here.) It is right to grieve. And it is right to question how this happened.

Note: if you prefer to avoid accounts of specific sins, skip to the next heading.

Ravi’s hidden sexual sin appears to be much more widespread than even I, who had been following the situation moderately, had grasped.

As the report showed, Ravi had sexual encounters with multiple massage therapists (and tried to initiate sexual encounters with many more). He used his back pain as a way to travel with a massage therapist on all his trips. The fact that he also traveled with a male RZIM team member gave a false sense of accountability.

Ravi channeled ministry funds to support women with whom he had sexual relationships. In other words, he used his position of power coupled with the woman’s vulnerability to make her feel and act obliged to him.

One woman who spoke to the investigative firm said that Ravi “warned her not ever to speak out against him or she would be responsible for the ‘millions of souls’ whose salvation would be lost if his reputation was damaged.” Ravi swung his spiritual weight around as a weapon of abuse.

Those are only snippets of the report.

Of the many stories I’d heard Ravi tell repeatedly, one stands out in my mind. It is the story of a man who looked across a waterway at a woman washing herself alone. The man gave way to lustful thoughts and swam across the water, intent on his desire to consume. As he neared the opposite shore and stood up from the water, he found himself looking into the distorted face of a leprous woman. His first thought was revulsion—and then he realized that, in his twisted desire, he was the one with a leprous soul.

How could a man tell this story while deliberately engaging in predatory sexual behavior and manipulating every circumstance to cover it?

I realized that Ravi’s sin was more than occasional error, which would in itself be reprehensible enough to necessitate his stepping down from ministry. Rather, this was deliberate, calculated abuse.

As I’m continuing to process this devastating situation, there are some specific areas that I’d like to address.


Can You Just Believe Any Woman?

I’ve heard that we can’t be too quick to believe an accuser because there are women who will tell a lie to ruin a man with whom they’re upset. 

(For the sake of simplicity and since it fits this scenario, I’m referring to women as victims/survivors and to men as abusers. That is absolutely not true of every man or woman, and there are also men who are abused and women who abuse.)

Perhaps you’ve heard that, too.

The culture at large has been encouraging us to “believe women” in recent years. But how, as Christians, can we just flip the switch and start believing women at the expense of men?

But look at the other side of that argument. What we’re already doing is believing men at the expense of women.

In a situation with an accusation and a denial, there is no clear way to follow the path of love that “believes all things” and “hopes all things” (1 Cor. 13:6).

Since we cannot simply believe the best of everyone, we must seek to “not rejoice at wrongdoing” but rather “[rejoice] with the truth” (1 Cor. 13:6).

And here’s the thing I’ve learned: we don’t just have to believe one side or the other without any evidence.

A woman (or man) who has suffered abuse will show symptoms. They can be hard to recognize, and sometimes even trained law enforcement miss the signs, but we can begin to learn them.

A victim won’t tell a cohesive story. Instead, they may have large gaps of their story missing. They may share the same account with contradictory details at different times. They may become confused, break down, or not be able to answer basic questions such as when or where an event happened. At first, they may not even identify as a victim.

That in itself is a clue. It’s trauma.

Trauma doesn’t look like evidence-gathering for a calculated robbery. It looks more like piecing together clues after an explosion. The debris itself is evidence.

In addition, due to the risk of re-traumatization (that often has more severe effects than the original event) and lack of being believed, survivors have little to gain from coming forward with an allegation. The vast majority of survivors who come forward do so with nothing to gain, except doing the right thing, and with much to lose.

When a woman or man comes forward with allegations, you don’t have to just take their word (although responding with compassion and support is always important). You can also become trauma-informed and look for the clues.

And there’s another major clue that deserves its own section:


Abuse Cultures & Power Dynamics

I used to think that abusers operated alone. That’s extremely rare. 

(Boz Tchividjian and the organization that he founded, GRACE, are excellent resources to learn more about this phenomenon.)

There is almost always a culture that the abuser has created.

In order to continue perpetrating abuse with impunity, an abuser has two sides. Obviously, they have an abusive side. But they also have a side that sacrifices for friends, snuggles with children, responds gently to others’ concerns, and overall looks like a fine, upstanding person. That side subtly convinces their friends and family to believe that the abuser is a good person.

Because of the abuser’s manipulation, the community is primed to spring to the abuser’s defense with personal evidence of his goodness in their lives.

That’s in a good scenario. In a truly perverted scenario, there are people around the abuser who are aware of what is happening and who assist the abuser in silencing victims.

Abusers are calculating. They manipulate their circumstances to build power and protection for themselves, and they prey on vulnerable targets who have little chance of being heard.

Is there a power dynamic at play? Is there a group around the alleged abuser ready to defend their friend? That is additional, weighty evidence that an accuser is telling the truth—at great personal cost.

This happened in Ravi’s case. According to the Miller & Martin report, Ravi used his ministry to position himself as an authority. He used ministry funds to create a power imbalance between himself and targets that bought him the sexual favors he wanted. And any RZIM member who questioned how it looked for him to travel with a massage therapist experienced a fall from favor that maintained Ravi’s protective group.

Although this was not included in the official report, Lori Anne has shared that Ravi positioned himself as a “spiritual father” in her life and probed into her years of childhood abuse. He then exploited that abuse and twisted spiritual teachings to gain a sexual online relationship.


A Chance to Repent

Amid the real heaviness and amid the necessity of weeping with survivors, I see a glimmer of hope. 

Repentance.

Abuse stories, even within the church, have become shockingly common. And the sickening rush to cover up and defend big names or organizations is a slap in the face to the Name of Jesus.

That’s why RZIM’s open report gives me hope. The International Board of Directors took responsibility for their failure, put victims first, humbly apologized, and are actively taking steps to address the situation from a survivor-centered viewpoint.

Survivors have said again and again that they don’t seek revenge; they seek to see other women protected and abusers stopped. RZIM has recognized a level of their wrongdoing and appears to be walking in repentance. For that, I am grateful.

And we? 

Are we allowing the Spirit to search our hearts of any ways that we may have unintentionally silenced survivors, either in this case or in others? 

Are we allowing God to open our eyes to ways that we would be quick to blindly protect an abuser whom we appreciate?

Are we allowing God to touch wounded areas in our lives that we’d rather keep hidden so that we may be whole and healed to more perfectly image Him?

I cannot tell anyone what actions to take. I can only invite you to join me in submitting myself to God and repenting as often as needed in order that we may be transformed into the image of Christ and so magnify God’s Name.



Saturday, August 20, 2016

Real Repentance

In my last post, I talked about my desire to be vulnerable. I have learned much about navigating everyday life and struggles through other women's blogs, and I feel like it is my turn to share new understanding that God showed me.

Some days, I end up in a downward spiral that seems impossible to get out of. It often starts with a bad attitude... then an action from that attitude... and then I'm in a cycle of increasingly selfish attitudes and uncontrolled reactions. (I have a feeling that I'm not the only one with days like these!) In the hopes that it may help someone else, I am sharing some of what I've learned. 

I hate those days. But it's not the day itself that I hate - it's the mess I've made of a perfectly good day that God gave me. 

One of my recent days began going down that path. The worst thing about my "sin spiral" is that while I've watched others snap out of a bad attitude in minutes, I haven't been able to. 



And I began wondering why.

So, I took it to God.

At its root, a bad attitude for any reason is a sin issue. Sin causes guilt. When I don't deal with the sin, it makes a bad attitude even worse because I already feel guilty.

The strange thing is, I thought I was dealing with sin. I typically acknowledge my sin to God and ask Him to forgive me pretty quickly. But I realized that I was not actually repenting; I was just recognizing my sin.

I would ask God to forgive me, but I still felt guilty. And it was the guilt that perpetuated the cycle of bad attitudes.

I was allowing the guilt from my sin to rule my life and my attitudes. I knew God would forgive me, but I felt unworthy to immediately enter His presence and again be filled with joy and peace. Surely I need a "transition period" so that I can actually suffer from my sin and show God how sorry I am, right? One where I just mope about and feel distanced from God? Wrong.

If I say I have repented because I asked for forgiveness but I continue living as though that sin holds weight over my present, then I have not repented.

Repenting is more than saying, "I'm sorry." It carries the idea of turning from one thing to another. For years, I have known the illustration that repenting means turning from the direction you were walking and walking in the opposite direction. But knowing something is not the same as putting that knowledge to action. I realized that I was often sorry about the "direction" in which I had been walking, but I never actually changed direction.

Why?

I need grace. Repenting is not something I can do on my own. I am not strong enough to turn from sin. I need grace to humble myself and consciously choose a different attitude. 

There was another reason I was stuck. I was believing a lie. You can't just act all selfish like that and then turn around and pretend that you're a perfect little Christian who never stumbles. You can't turn right from self-centered words to praising Jesus. That's being a fake and putting on a "good girl" front that isn't really who you are.

But I realized something. Satan was telling me the lie that I'm a fake if I repent. He was telling me that the "real me" is the old, selfish Jordan. God tells me that the "real me" is the one whom He has redeemed and made a new creation. 



"Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. 
The old has passed away; behold, the new has come."
~ 2 Cor. 5:17

In fact, I realized something else. I am actually being a fake when I refuse to take God's repentance and instead wallow in my guilt. Selfish, sinful Jordan is not the real me. God has destroyed that old nature! Redeemed, restored Jordan is the true me. 

This is my reality: God has redeemed me, and I need to walk in that redemption.


"For freedom Christ has set us free; 
stand firm therefore, and do not submit again to a yoke of slavery." 
~ Gal. 5:1

I am still beginning to live this out in little ways. I'm not a five-year veteran in this area who has it all figured out.

But I am a firm believer in the truth of God's Word and the power of His grace to work mightily in our lives. He has the victory over sin... and He invites us to die to self, yield to Him, and live in His power.

I'm in.


Sunday, June 26, 2016

The Imperfection behind the Facade

One of the things God has been stirring in me lately is a desire to be vulnerable. To take the risk of loving others and being real no matter how I am perceived or treated.

The opposite of love is fear. (Fear can lead to additional opposites, such as hatred, but complex emotions such as hatred come from a source… like fear.) And when I am afraid to let others see past the polished surface of my life into the messy workings of learning to walk daily with God, of learning through the stumbles of awkward circumstances, I miss opportunities to love.

photo credits to Lauren Sapp

The reality of the Christian life is two-fold: an unchanging covering of grace over an ongoing work of grace.

An Unchanging Covering of Grace

I am redeemed. God in His great mercy and kindness has stepped into the midst of my reeking, sinful self and paid the full price of redemption. He laid my serpentine rebellion on His holy shoulders… and laid His robe of righteousness on my once-filthy ones. He took my place, and He has brought me into His place of security and peace and holiness. I am freed and alive.

No matter how I stumble as I seek to walk by His Spirit, His covering of grace never leaves me. He has chosen me, and I have chosen Him. My faith rests in His righteous covering, not my acts of goodness. That is my unchanging covering of grace - His holiness draped over me in love so that He only sees a pure-white bride.

“For I will be merciful to their unrighteousness,
and their sins and their iniquities will I remember no more.”
Hebrews 8:12

This is the reality of every believer in Christ, no matter your past. Christ covers every sin… every single moment that the enemy wants you to believe is too big for the power of our Almighty, All-Powerful Eternal God.


courtesy of freeimages.com

An Ongoing Work of Grace

This is where the vulnerability comes in. Because, beneath that beautiful covering of grace, God is doing a complete remodel in selfish, ol’ me. I know who I am in Christ. But I also know the heart of sin that dwells in me apart from Christ.

Ongoing redemption isn’t always pretty. It isn’t easy. It isn’t… clean.

But it is wrong of me to pretend that I have it all together when, in truth, anything resembling beauty and life within my life is the work of my God!

Secure in the love and hand of my God, I can allow others to see Him at work in me. He’s breaking down old patterns. Destroying crippling fear. Humbling a proud spirit. Opening a heart that I had walled-in for self-protection.

“But by the grace of God I am what I am:
and his grace which was bestowed upon me was not in vain;
but I laboured… yet not I, but the grace of God which was in me.”
1 Cor. 15:10

“And he said to me, ‘My grace is sufficient for thee:
for my strength is made perfect in weakness.’
Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities,
that the power of Christ may rest upon me.”
2 Cor. 12:9

Because God pours His perfect love into me (Rom. 5:5), I am free to love fearlessly. That includes vulnerable love. His love casts out fear, because God's love is stronger than my fear (1 John. 4:18).

I want you to see how perfectly His grace pursues and builds an imperfect human, even if it means being uncomfortably vulnerable. Because He is worthy of praise for His marvelous works.

Friday, May 6, 2016

Who Am I?

College has given me plenty to think about over the last year. One of the most recurring themes I’ve noticed is the quest for self-discovery.

I’ve listened to students talk about the struggle to figure out who they are. I’ve written multiple reflections on how different assignments or experiences impacted me. I’ve presented a self-portrait of myself to a class as a class assignment.

College, I've been told, is a time for “discovering your true self.”

The interesting part is that I already know who I am. (I'll come back to that thought.)

What has been truly eye-opening to me, however, is how many people don't know who they are.

I see an athlete, a passionate student, an activist, a hard worker. But those same students say that they are still trying to figure out who they really are.

Why is it so hard for some people to discover themselves, yet I knew who I was even before I stepped foot on campus?

I am not somehow smarter or more intuitive than others. I have the same human struggles and deal with the same feelings of insecurity as everyone else.

But I have a solid rock beneath my feet on which to stand.



I know who I am because I know I am Jesus’.

Please do not stop here because you think that is an oversimplification. It actually took quite the process for me to find my full identity in my Savior.

For a while, several definitions of who I was competed for prominence in my life. “Musician.” “Christian.” “Writer.” “Teacher.” I knew that what Jesus had done in my life mattered greatly, but I felt more valuable if I could add my own skills or accomplishments to the mix.

The mindset was subtle, but powerful. The more I tried to be worthy in my own strength, the more insignificant and unsure I felt. People might have looked at me and seen a confident, accomplished young woman - and, to a degree, that was accurate. But beneath the surface was a growing uncertainty of both who I was and how I should navigate the world into which I was stepping.

That was when God told me to surrender. I had good plans in place (plans that, by the way, seemed both spiritual and Biblical by the modern conservative Christian movement.) It took me a little while to obey my dear, trustworthy Father, but I finally surrendered.

I laid myself down. I walked away from all my plans. As I did so, I found that my plans represented who I was. In practically applying surrender to my life as my Father was asking, I was surrendering my very identity.

At first, I felt undefined.

Who was I? If God did not want me to identify as “successful,” “vocalist,” or “student,” how was I supposed to view myself?

The beauty of Christian identity is that you find yourself not by searching out who you are but by seeking out who Jesus is.

Yes, you heard correctly. Forget yourself (Matt. 16:24). Lay yourself down. Seek Jesus (Matt. 6:33), and Jesus alone.



In a beautiful paradox of love, Jesus reveals who we are when we set our hearts upon discovering who He is.

I found a Shepherd (John 10:11). He told me I am His precious sheep, for whom He would leave an entire flock of sheep to find (Matt. 18:11-14).

I found a Savior and Redeemer (1 John 4:14, Gal. 3:13). He told me I am His redeemed (Isa. 63:9), worth every moment of sacrifice.

I found a Heavenly Bridegroom (Isa. 54:5). He told me I am His spotless Bride (Song of Songs 4:7).

I found perfect Beauty, Holiness, and Righteousness in one Man. He told me He had set His beauty and perfection upon me (Isa. 61:10).

I found Joy, Peace that passes understanding, Love I cannot produce, and Hope I did not know existed. He told me I am His vessel (2 Cor. 4;7,2 Tim. 2:20-21), and He is filling me with the fruit of His Spirit (Phil. 1:11).

I found my identity - I am the Beloved of God (1 John 3:2, 1 Thess. 1:4).

But my precious Jesus did not stop there. He has, in His own timing and much better way, brought many of the things I had surrendered back into my life. I surrendered them honestly thinking that I would never have them again. But Jesus just did not want them to have me!

As I continue to seek an identity that rests solely on the merits of my Savior, I am free to explore my talents. They are indeed a part of my life, but they no longer define who I am. And, if Jesus once again asks, I am ready to lay it all down for the joy of following my King.

That is why, as I look around me at the college scene, I understand when other students wonder who they truly are. “Look within, find your true self,” academia tells them.

I wish I could tell them.

You are valuable - not because of your talent, but because of your Creator.

You are:
  • Desired. God longs for you (Isa. 44:22, Eze. 33:11).
  • Priceless. God paid His own Life for you (1 Pet. 1:18-20).
  • Unique. God knows every individual detail about you (Psa. 139:14-18, Matt. 10:29-31).

You can define yourself on your own terms. But you will never know who you are until you allow the One who made you to shape you into the wonderful human being He created you to be.

I wanted to stop here… but too many messages stop short of full truth. The ultimate reason we cannot find who we are is that we are estranged from our Creator (Heb. 9:6-8). And there is one more piece of identity that only He can help us recognize… sin.

Only when our eyes are opened to His purity, His complete goodness, His rock-solid truth, His majesty, His mercy, His uncompromising judgment, His unconditional love, His unearthly holiness - oh, only when our eyes are opened to Him, the “I Am!” - can we ever see our own sinfulness (Isa. 6:3-5).

Each of us must confront the reality of our identity - sinful, condemned, without hope (Luke 5:8, John 3:18, Eph. 2:12). Only then can we become who we were meant to be - spotless, redeemed, full of eternal hope (Eph. 5:27, Rev. 5:9, Rom. 5:1-2).

College will not tell you what I have written in this post. They're too afraid of offending you. But how tragic it would be for you to live your whole life and never discover who you are… and who you can be.


Friday, March 25, 2016

The Cross

“And they that passed by reviled him, wagging their heads, And saying, Thou that destroyest the temple, and buildest it in three days, save thyself. If thou be the Son of God, come down from the cross. Likewise also the chief priests mocking him with the scribes and elders, said, He saved others; himself he cannot save. If he be the King of Israel, let him now come down from the cross, and we will believe him.” (Matt. 27:39)

Can you see this scene? The Son of God has just agonized over His decision to go to the cross. He sweated drops of blood in His anguish. He pleaded for His Father to make any other way… but there was no other way. He fought history’s greatest battle on His knees, alone. “He hath poured out his soul unto death.” (Isa. 53:12)

Now, as Jesus hangs on the cross, He is tempted. “Save thyself.” “Come down from the cross.”

Have you heard the tempter’s voice?

The same snake that whispered for Jesus to wrench Himself free from the nails and shame whispers into our lives. “Save yourself.”

That cross is our cross.

Jesus said, “If any man will come after me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross daily, and follow me.” (Luke 9:23)

What does it mean to take up your cross daily?

It is the moment-by-moment realization that my life belongs to Jesus. It is wielding the reality that I am dead to sin and alive to righteousness. (Rom. 6:2,18) It is putting off the old man, the sinful nature that used to control me, and putting on the new man, which is the Life of Jesus Christ ruling in my body and spirit. “That ye put off concerning the former conversation the old man, which is corrupt according to the deceitful lusts… And that ye put on the new man, which after God is created in righteousness and true holiness.” (Eph. 4:22-24) 

Simply put, it is saying no to self and sin and saying yes to God. And we do that through faith in Jesus’ work, not faith in our own good efforts.

Jesus’ cross was a once-in-history cross. He has completed the work. “It is finished.” (John 19:30) Ours is a daily cross. We must live each moment in light of our Savior’s victory.

Have you heard the tempter’s voice?

“Save yourself.” Perhaps it sounds more like, “God doesn’t really expect victory in every area of your life all the time.” 

That is when we need the cross more than ever. The tempter lies. It is his nature (John 8:44). Do you know God’s nature? God is truth (John 14:6), and He only speaks truth (Tit. 1:2). When God tells us to put to death the deeds of the body (Rom. 8:13), He means it. 

The cross was more than an annulling of our sins. The cross is complete destruction of everything that stands in the way of a full relationship with God Himself. 

Jesus did not just die on the cross to take away your sins. He died on the cross to take away your sin—the part of you that controls you and will kill you. “Knowing this, that our old man is crucified with him, that the body of sin might be destroyed, that henceforth we should not serve sin. For he that is dead is freed from sin.” (Rom. 6:6-7)

Today, I am dead. I am dead to sin. I am dead to self. I am set free to live in my Jesus!

And when I hear a voice hissing, “Save yourself,” I’ll know it for what it is. A lie. 

Who would ever want to trade freedom in Christ for the slavery of sin?

Rejoice in what your Savior has done for you today! This is a very Good Friday indeed.


Sunday, January 24, 2016

Your Vocation's Unique Perspective

Paul had a clear understanding that our bodies are the temple of Christ. "Know ye not," he wrote, "that ye are the temple of God, and that the Spirit of God dwelleth in you?" (1 Cor. 3:16) "And what agreement hath the temple of God with idols? for ye are the temple of the living God; as God hath said, I will dwell in them, and walk in them; and I will be their God, and they shall be my people." (2 Cor. 6:16) 

Paul also spoke of our bodies as a covering that will one day be removed. "For we know that if our earthly house of this tabernacle were dissolved, we have a building of God, an house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens. ... For we that are in this tabernacle do groan, being burdened: not for that we would be unclothed, but clothed upon, that mortality might be swallowed up of life." (2 Cor. 5:1, 4)

Why did Paul have such insight into the principle that we who belong to Christ are His dwelling-place? Paul was a tentmaker (Acts 19:1-3). Of what do you suppose Paul thought while he worked at his livelihood? That he was wasting precious hours that could better spent preaching the Gospel in Asia? That surely God would provide if he stepped out in faith and spent all his time discussing Scripture with the Jews instead of making tents? 

I suspect that Paul meditated on Jesus while he worked. And as the two spent precious hours together, Paul could not help but learn from the Master Teacher how Jesus built His tents.



Jesus was a carpenter (if He followed the same trade as His earthly father). He looked at Solomon's magnificent temple in Jerusalem and told the Jews, "Destroy this temple, and in three days I will raise it up." (Jn. 2:19-21) "But he spake of the temple of his body." Jesus did raise up the temple in three days. And He is still very interested in the welfare of that temple, His worldwide Body (Rom. 12:5, Col. 1:18).

David was a shepherd, even after he had been anointed king. He did not despise the lowly work entrusted to him. Rather, he used it as his credentials when applying for kingdom work: "And David said unto Saul, Thy servant kept his father's sheep, and there came a lion, and a bear, and took a lamb out of the flock: And I went after him, and smote him, and delivered it out of his mouth: and when he arose against me, I caught him by his beard, and smote him, and slew him. ... The LORD that delivered me out of the paw of the lion, and out of the paw of the bear, he will deliver me out of the hand of this Philistine." (1 Sam. 17:34-37a) 

Peter was a fisherman. He became a bold fisher of men (Mat. 4:18-20). 

The centurion who asked Jesus to heal his servant understood Christ's authority because of his authority in the Roman army (Mat. 8:5-10). 

Vocations need not be a distraction from kingdom work, a sort of "necessary evil" that we bear. Our livelihoods can be beautiful testimonies of God's work in every area.

During times when I implement the principle of letting each action reflect God's truth, I have found that intimacy with Jesus flourishes. 

We may not notice, but we employ this technique all the time. Fathers have a special insight into the fatherhood of God. Athletics are often compared to our spiritual race (Heb. 12:1-2). But we need not stop there.

Even something as insignificant as taking out the trash can become an opportunity to praise God that He is purging me of my "old self" (see Eph. 4:22-24, Col. 3:9-10). 

As I learn new skills in grammar through college, I find myself noting the important role grammar plays in Scripture. As I practice reporting skills, I try to apply the same principles to my time with God. What is the main focus? How does everything else point to that? If the interviewee [or Scripture] says that, what follow-up question can I ask to uncover more information? How does music reflect the very nature of God? (That is another whole post in itself...)

Work is a good thing (in its proper place.) Whether your work is at home, at an office, or at school, invite God into every aspect of your life. I guarantee, He does not waste one moment. "And whatsoever ye do in word or deed, do all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God and the Father by him." (Col. 3:17)

Sunday, December 6, 2015

Are You Happy?

It came to mind recently that I've received that question a good bit when people realize I am going to college. "Do you like your college?" or "Are you happy at your college?" are common questions.

I really appreciate it when people take (what I consider to be) a more realistic approach and ask, "How is college?" Because college is not, foremost, about being happy. While I do deeply appreciate that people care how I feel and want me to be happy, it helps to have perspective.

Life is not about my personal happiness. What is best for me is probably not what is easiest and therefore most pleasant and therefore prone to make me instantly happy. It may be cliche, but I agree that the trials we never wanted to endure can be the key to our greatest growth. As Hebrews more eloquently states, "My son, despise not thou the chastening of the Lord, nor faint when thou art rebuked of him: For whom the Lord loveth he chasteneth, and scourgeth every son whom he receiveth." (Heb. 12:5b-6) 

While there have been times (as my family can attest!) that I have nearly crumbled under the unexpected workload, the greatest strain by far is spiritual. There is a kind of unique pain that comes from seeing people about whom you care brushing so close to religion, and yet so far from Christ. No matter how many times I hear my Lord's glorious Name misused, it still cuts me each time. I find myself smarting and furious under the blows aimed at the accuracy of God's Word and His Lordship--for He is my Love, my Life! The acceptance and even praise of outright sin sickens and wearies me. Amid raunchy jokes and crude phrases, I long for the purity of Heaven. "Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear unto my cry; hold not thy peace at my tears: for I am a stranger with thee, and a sojourner, as all my fathers were." (Psa. 39:12) 

Christians are not meant to live in a spiritual bubble (1 Cor. 5:9-13). But we are also not of this world (Jn. 17:16), and we long for our true, eternal home. 

Earth is so empty. 

"And the earth was without form, and void;" 
Exactly my opinion!
"and darkness was upon the face of the deep." 
What could possibly remedy such a situation?
"And the Spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters."
Before any visible work of God occurred, the Spirit of God was moving upon the dark waters. Wow.
"And God said, Let there be light: and there was light." (Gen. 1:2-3)

I see people blinded by the god of this world. Their world is dark. God must bring the Light. 

Meanwhile, I continue to live in the world, the world that is without form and void, seemingly stripped of meaning and solidarity by relativism. And at the moment I feel so alone, truth triumphs. "We also are compassed about with so great a cloud of witnesses." 

I am not alone. Not only does the Spirit of the Living God dwell within; not only am I invited to lean on my Savior's breast as John did; not only am I ushered into the throne room of my Father, the King of Kings; but I see, in a flash, the multitude of witnesses. Abraham, the first sojourner. Moses, who forsook earthly position for affliction with God. Daniel, no longer in Babylon. Mary Magdalene, who would not desert Jesus even after His death. Paul, the persecutor turned preacher. I see some of my favorite brothers and sisters - Richard and Sabina Wurmbrandt, Hudson Taylor, Ravenhill, Adrian Rogers, and so many more. I see the beautiful faces of unnamed lovers of Jesus from other tribes and lands whom I shall not meet till Heaven. Oh, what a beautiful Body of Christ! And they are witnesses!


Therefore, "let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which doth so easily beset us, and let us run with patience the race that is set before us," 
This race requires endurance ...
"Looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith;" 
... and my Jesus is the Supplier of that endurance!
"who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross,"
Jesus endured the cross, not for mere obedience, but for joy!
"despising the shame,"
The junk that the world throws at us is not to be passively accepted; Jesus endured His cross while despising and rejecting that which was not of God. 
"and is set down at the right hand of the throne of God."
For my Jesus has triumphed. Amen!
"For consider him that endured such contradiction of sinners against himself,"
Jesus endured contradiction, opposition.
"lest ye be wearied and faint in your minds." (Heb. 12:1b-3)
If we focus merely on opposition instead of the One Who conquered sin, death, and the enemy, we will surely be wearied and faint in our minds!

So set your gaze on Jesus. Know that though the world may offer us opposition and shame in place of ease and happiness, there is great joy in Jesus' victory!

Am I happy? Sometimes, but not always. But I have something better. I have the joy of Jesus through the Holy Spirit, even when my heart is breaking over sin.