Friday, December 11, 2015

HFFA

When I was 18 and working at Cinemark, I remember some of my guy co-workers talking about one of the female assistant managers.

"Nah, dude. She's not hot; she only looks hot. HFFA."
{Additional comments, snickering, testosterone-enriched rhetoric.}

Me (girl): "What's HFFA?"
Group: "... Hot From Far Away."
{Additional comments, snickering, rhetoric.}

This^ idea... and their joking around that day, has never left my mind. Sometimes I still think HFFA as I'm adjusting a skirt or piling concealer on acne scars.


It's crap like this {and honestly, it's a "stronger word" like this; I won't write it - but know I'm thinking it} that gets in girls' heads and creates the very insecurity we're discouraged from, and even rebuked for having.

{And this isn't just on guys; girls could write libraries on how we slam ourselves and each other.}

We're in need of a new acronym, new rhetoric.

HFIO. Hot From the Inside Out, where Jesus alone shapes our hearts, minds, thoughts, passions, and then consequently - our desires.

As you're dressing for Christmas parties and get-togethers this season - think on the things that are HFIO. :) <3

Monday, November 16, 2015

11/16 Thought

Grace is offensive.

In a time and place where it seems like everyone is hanging on words so freely/carelessly/callously given, dime a dozen, and cheap...  it's like we're looking for something to be hurt by, the needle to run into while crying, "I'm bleeding!" When did we opt for silencing thought, our uniqueness and individuality? And in the name of what?

This being said, grace offends me.

In my own power and spirit and flesh... grace is offensive to me.

Left alone, the thought of extending anything not born of myself {love, compassion, kindness... even a hug at times} naturally produces recoiling and a spiritual deafening... some kind of gradual loss. I don't have to do that... I don't want to do that.

It does not come naturally to forgive.
It does not come naturally to love those who have hurt us.
It does not come naturally for us to go out of our way to include people who annoy us.
It does not come naturally to love unconditionally.

Grace offends us.

The beauty of this contrast though is - the Christian is not self-powered, and she is never left alone.

Our God is a relentless god... He will never stop. This 'good thing', this 'completion' we are working towards that began on day 1 - when I agreed in both spirit and mind, and confessed with my mouth and in a thousand small ways over the course of very long years {with a winding gravel road still outstretched before us!} - the total Glory and Authority and Lordship of our great God, Jesus Christ over this life... it strikes both awe and fear in my heart.

Sometimes I want you to leave me alone. Your gaze is direct sunlight.

When I'm sinking in quicksand, struggling against the pull of anxiety and the frailty of human thought/flesh, You lean down and sift me - over and over again. Why won't You leave me? You will never leave me! You shine light into my mind, and take back for Yourself those captive places.

Sometimes, it won't feel like they deserve my time, love or affection. Neither did I.
They won't see that I am the one who has been there for them. But You see.
Sometimes, it's too pain-filled to try, and I am tired. Your strength never runs out; You never run out; it's love that is always the right answer; it's from You, and it's alive in me.
Sometimes I won't want to give them kind words or compassion. You speak them to me anyways.
I don't want to put them first; I don't want to die to myself. But You did.

Grace is 'un-merited; it hangs solely on the benevolence of the giver' (para) (B. Moore).

You re-orient my heart. You supplement my weaknesses. You teach me. You give me strength and perspective; You're giving me Your light and Life. You gave so that we might give. You Loved, so that I would know how to love and what it is to be Loved. You died, so that I would *see* the example, Your sacrifice, and You Live so that I too might Live.

This offends everything in me I knew before You. It resonates with everything at work in me now {You}.

Grace is foreign.
Grace is beautiful.
Grace is foundational.
Grace is sufficient.
Grace is welcome.


Monday, October 5, 2015

10/5 Thought {Psalm 25}



Under pressure, I don't do so well. 
{my guess is  - none of us do if we're being honest.} The result of pressure either gets tucked away, displayed Vesuvius, or surrendered.

I have been outspoken in my advocacy for 'honesty', 'transparency', and 'vulnerability' in the name of authentic Christian living and relationship, but I have also felt the weight of my own hypocrisy in this - recently. It's easy to champion others in their vulnerability, and to meet others in their sadness or need. To do it yourself requires a heart check. Maybe that's why we only wade ankle-deep in most relationships... it's easy. To sink in further requires something, and it involves risk. 

I detest that I am an easy crier, but I detest even more so that expressing emotion is still typically viewed as weakness.

To be clear, to 'bear it all', all of the time, and with anyone - is foolish; we need a few close friends and discernment {as to who they are and what to share} in our relationships. To shut yourself off entirely, or to suffer and then harden up {as a result of vulnerability} - is just as foolish. It's a delicate blend of exposing & protecting an open heart.

Anyways.

I think David had this blend.

{I can't wait to meet him.}

Have you read his writing? It's full-range-emotional-spectrum splashed on paper:

To you, O LORD, I lift up my soul.
O my God, in you I trust;
let me not be put to shame;
let not my enemies exult over me.
Indeed, none who wait for you shall be put to shame;
they shall be ashamed who are wantonly treacherous.

Make me to know your ways, O LORD;
teach me your paths.
Lead me in your truth and teach me,
for you are the God of my salvation;
for you I wait all the day long.

Remember your mercy, O LORD, and your steadfast love,
for they have been from of old.
Remember not the sins of my youth or my transgressions;
according to your steadfast love remember me,
for the sake of your goodness, O LORD!

Good and upright is the LORD;
therefore he instructs sinners in the way.
He leads the humble in what is right,
and teaches the humble his way.
All the paths of the LORD are steadfast love and faithfulness,
for those who keep his covenant and his testimonies.

For your name’s sake, O LORD,
pardon my guilt, for it is great.
Who is the man who fears the LORD?
Him will he instruct in the way that he should choose.
His soul shall abide in well-being,
and his offspring shall inherit the land.
The friendship of the LORD is for those who fear him,
and he makes known to them his covenant.
My eyes are ever toward the LORD,
for he will pluck my feet out of the net.

Turn to me and be gracious to me,
for I am lonely and afflicted.
The troubles of my heart are enlarged;
bring me out of my distresses.
Consider my affliction and my trouble,
and forgive all my sins.

Consider how many are my foes,
and with what violent hatred they hate me.
Oh, guard my soul, and deliver me!
Let me not be put to shame, for I take refuge in you.
May integrity and uprightness preserve me,
for I wait for you.

Redeem Israel, O God,
out of all his troubles.

{Psalm 25}

Thursday, October 1, 2015

Beautiful Part 2

God is concerned with the heart (read part 1 here), and in following His design and eye-line, I believe it's inside-out love that's built to last. Looks fade. Reputations and statuses change. But there is a richness, consistency, and depth known only in loving someone for their heart or for their mind. Honestly, there's kind of no coming back from a love like that.

Have you seen Jane Eyre (2011) - or even better, read it? I don't think I'll ever get over this story.
Jane is described as small-framed and plain. Abused and neglected as a child, her experiences as an emerging young-adult {and the heart of the story} look at what it means to find worth and your 'place' in the world. It's timeless, universal stuff.

The 2011 film version is SO beautiful and understated - with dream-like imagery, well-crafted, deliberate shots, and excellent directing/acting. Bronte's powerful, meaningful words come to life with fresh vision and an art style that effortlessly blends beauty with love, a bit of mystery, and muted creepiness.

Watch this - crank up the quality and volume, and pay careful attention to the dialogue. This scene captures perfectly what it means to love someone for their heart/mind. (*a little backstory - Jane fears she has to leave her friend and employer Mr. Rochester, as she believes he has become engaged, making her position in his home no longer appropriate. Watch the whole movie sometime if you can - it's one of my favorites!)


Cultivate in yourself (and go for in others, whether romantically or in friendship) the beauty of someone's 'insides'. If you are young or looking to get married someday, pursue someone who stirs something within you - someone who is your 'equal and your likeness', but most importantly someone who is already running full-speed in their race towards Him (Hebrews 12), someone who will grab your hand, and pull you ever-closer, not just to their side, but into His arms.

Tuesday, September 29, 2015

9/29 Thought


You know those days when your brain wants to play Memory, and it's all hyperactive and rude, like:

"Ha! Remember that one time you did this?"

Or, "Hey! Remember that one time you said that one thing? To the wrong person at the wrong time and in the completely wrong context? And it was so embarrassing and emotionally scarring for you? And you were all sad and ineffective and stuff? *giggle* I DO! That was HILARIOUS."


And if you're like me, you're like, "yeah, Brain. Thanks. I thought I had that one locked down, but what can I say... y'got me."




It has taken me a long time to get this, but that stuff is directly from Hell. Let's just name it, okay? Old tormenting thoughts, bad memories, the stuff you've already taken to the cross - your past, mistakes, regrets - the creeping things that rear their ugly heads from around darkened corners, in unexpected moments, that make you forget your place {that you are loved!}, and that make you want to scrub raw-white what's already been made clean. 

{It is finished; Jesus wins.}

It's very open-shut; there's no place for this anymore.

I think Memory game-playing gives Satan an unnecessary foothold in our lives, and our minds are the choice, ripe game-board-battleground. I've heard it said that if Satan can't have us concerning salvation, he'll do anything he can to disrupt, maim, or render ineffective entirely our walk with Jesus. This makes sense. What better 'start' than to put his piece down in a believer's mind?

Stopping it from leaking out your mouth doesn't solve the root of the sickness.
We destroy arguments and every lofty opinion raised against the knowledge of God, and take every thought captive to obey Christ... 2 Corinthians 10:5 ESV
Claim His forgiveness, keep moving, and refuse to hit re-play, in His strength.


Wednesday, September 23, 2015

Encouragment for Moms w/ Young Kids


You should know I'm writing this in a flour-crusted T-shirt and pair of jeans that are stained - already. {It's only 12:30.} You just need to know this. I have about five minutes before lunch time erupts into anarchy and we hurry my five-year-old off to Kindergarten. Today feels hard and rushed, like everything is pushing back against me.

These days are exhausting. And seemingly never-ending. I usually finish my days at about 9 o'clock at night, after very full days, passed out on the couch w/ an empty pint of Ben & Jerry's by my side. That's how full, how sometimes stress-filled, and how over-loaded the calendar can be.

I caught myself {or maybe He caught me} a few months back telling my kids, "*fake expletive* - you're just so needy." Half-kidding... half-not.

That's when it hit me, the stillness of God and His grace against the wall of a wayward heart, with truths that aim to stop death in its tracks:

"Then the King will say to those on his right, ‘Come, you who are blessed by my Father; take your inheritance, the kingdom prepared for you since the creation of the world. For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.’

Then the righteous will answer him, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?’

The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’" - - Matthew 25:34-40

One of the greatest things we are charged with in the Kingdom of God, is to care for the poor and needy. Maybe young children, in their need, are simply overlooked on the world's tipped scale of what's 'valuable' or 'meaningful' or 'worthy' of our time... this season itself for them is 'neediness'.
Am I there to meet them, eagerly, with kindness and compassion on my lips, and joy in these hands?


{This may be one of the hardest laps in our race (Heb. 12:1), but it's formative in theirs.}

You need to know this.
Moms, you matter.
There is still a place for you here; you are valued {more than you know}.

As a friend said this week - "you need to keep going".
You need to keep going, stay-at-home mom w/ little kids.

As another friend said this week - "the work you're doing matters."
Moms, the work we're doing matters.

*Rest* knowing you are serving the humble God of the universe who Himself came to serve - often in obscurity.

"In a world of pretense and platforms..." (B. Moore) there is *rest* in serving others, sick and wounded, weak or poor as they are, and in doing so serving the God who sees (Gen. 16:13), the God who is for us (Rom. 8:31), and the God who exalts those who seek to make themselves low (Matt. 23:12).

Your reward is coming friend; don't give up.


Tuesday, September 1, 2015

"Beautiful" Part 1

I was reminded recently why 'arriving' in your 20's (and 30's, and beyond) is like a breath of fresh air. For most, adolescence is that stretch of highway headed west between Las Vegas and Los Angeles - a Mojave desert of fumbling and bumbling awkward, the part of the trip you just want to get through. Weird interactions, mistakes and various regrets, and the repeated strained reach outwards for significance and meaning and social acceptance... 'arrival', whenever that finally occurs, leaves a dust-covered rear-view mirror full of awed bewilderment as to what we've all just come through, with countless experiences and subsequent stories to be told, and a fair share of emotional scarring/growth for most (if not all). Some leave the desert relatively unscathed, and for others it stretches beyond their teen years.




I was reminded of this time, watching a young girl standing unsure of herself amongst the 'in' crowd at a recent youth event. The constant touching/adjusting of hair and clothing, the repeated re-orienting of her posture, stance, and gaze... it may as well have been me at age 13. This silent interaction said something loud, something universal - "I belong! I fit!" as if enough adjusting might finally create something acceptable. It's this place of acceptance that grounds our security, identity, and then ability to be freed of 'self'. All of this is from and for God.

Death to 'self', enables us to get to work {for Him}. Death to self-absorption opens our eyes to the needs of others. This is the beginning, the starting line, of a life of service given over to the King. I'm convinced there is nothing more raw or meaningful than living fully-surrendered to the One who loves and Who sees. It's self-less/God-centered, messy, authentic, grace-filled undeserved-royalty kind of living {wild, endless freedom}.

I felt for her. I'm 27, and this is year one for me leaving crippling insecurity in the rear-view mirror. He'll use everything, including desert seasons {Romans 8:28}, but I can't backtrack, because my anchor is no longer tied to me or old insecurities - it's tied to Him. My security, confidence, hope, identity... my very definition... is rooted in Jesus Christ - in who He is, and in what He has done. He is the simple solution, such a still, small whisper in the world, that I tripped over Him for nearly ten years, caught up in anything and everything surrounding Him, but not the love or the point of Him.

Ultimately, what you think about Him and the world will shape your worldview, and by extension - your identity. We must be vigilant and mindful as to whom/what is influencing, shaping, or possibly defining our worldview. If you are young or impressionable, please be particularly mindful. Some of the world's influence is so subtle and insidious, especially via media. In this time and place, where He has strategically placed you, remember: culture shapes media, and media influences thinking. Hopefully remembering this will help you to combat worldly lies/pressures when they come.

I believe it is an identity-crisis that leads us to believe we are either not beautiful altogether, or "beautiful" by false definitions/standards. What we believe shapes how we see, and reversely how/what we see shapes what we perceive to be "beautiful". The question becomes, what is my identity rooted in, and how does it shape what I perceive to be "beautiful"?


 If it is rooted in the world, and in what she claims is beautiful {magazines, models, Vogue, Instagram, Paris/L.A., media, pop-culture, filters, surgery, cosmetics, gyms, diets} or in what "I" {you, me, people} think is beautiful, this is relative thinking. Beauty standards change. What someone might call 'physical beauty' ranges from person to person, and offers no deeper insight into the heart or soul of an individual {more on that later, see part 2}. We serve a God who is far more concerned with the beauty of our hearts and state of our souls, than of passing trends or wrinkles or thigh gaps or whether or not 'they're real'. If He is who He says He is, then His word is the Truth of who we are and of what is truly beautiful {the objective standard}.

"So God created man in his own image, in the image of God he created him; male and female he created them." - - Genesis 1:27 ESV

"Charm is deceitful, and beauty is vain, but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised."
Proverbs 31:30 ESV

"But the Lord said to Samuel, “Do not look on his appearance or on the height of his stature, because I have rejected him. For the Lord sees not as man sees: man looks on the outward appearance, but the Lord looks on the heart.” - - 1 Samuel 16:7 ESV

"For while bodily training is of some value, godliness is of value in every way, as it holds promise for the present life and also for the life to come." - - 1 Timothy 4:8 ESV

"...what matters is not your outer appearance—the styling of your hair, the jewelry you wear, the cut of your clothes—but your inner disposition. Cultivate inner beauty, the gentle, gracious kind that God delights in. The holy women of old were beautiful before God that way, and were good, loyal wives to their husbands. Sarah, for instance, taking care of Abraham, would address him as “my dear husband.” You’ll be true daughters of Sarah if you do the same, unanxious and unintimidated..." - - 1 Peter 3:1-11 MSG

A daughter defined by her King is humble (not thinking less of herself, but thinking of herself less often {para, quote unknown}):

"Do nothing from rivalry or conceit, but in humility count others more significant than yourselves. Let each of you look not only to his own interests, but also to the interests of others. {Opposite of 'selfie' culture} Have this mind among yourselves, which is yours in Christ Jesus, who, though he was in the form of God, did not count equality with God a thing to be grasped, but made himself nothing, taking the form of a servant, being born in the likeness of men." - - Philippians 2:3-11 ESV

"Likewise, you who are younger, be subject to the elders. Clothe yourselves, all of you, with humility toward one another, for “God opposes the proud but gives grace to the humble.” - - 1 Peter 5:5 ESV

"The reward for humility and fear of the Lord is riches and honor and life." - - Proverbs 22:4 ESV

I love this part of Colossians so much:

"So if you’re serious about living this new resurrection life with Christ, act like it. Pursue the things over which Christ presides. Don’t shuffle along, eyes to the ground, absorbed with the things right in front of you. Look up, and be alert to what is going on around Christ—that’s where the action is. See things from His perspective.

Your old life is dead. Your new life, which is your real life—even though invisible to spectators—is with Christ in God. He is your life. When Christ (your real life, remember) shows up again on this earth, you’ll show up, too—the real you, the glorious you. Meanwhile, be content with obscurity, like Christ.

And that means killing off everything connected with that way of death: sexual promiscuity, impurity, lust, doing whatever you feel like whenever you feel like it, and grabbing whatever attracts your fancy. That’s a life shaped by things and feelings instead of by God. It’s because of this kind of thing that God is about to explode in anger. It wasn’t long ago that you were doing all that stuff and not knowing any better. But you know better now, so make sure it’s all gone for good: bad temper, irritability, meanness, profanity, dirty talk.

Don’t lie to one another. You’re done with that old life. It’s like a filthy set of ill-fitting clothes you’ve stripped off and put in the fire. Now you’re dressed in a new wardrobe. Every item of your new way of life is custom-made by the Creator, with his label on it. All the old fashions are now obsolete. Words like Jewish and non-Jewish, religious and irreligious, insider and outsider, uncivilized and uncouth, slave and free, mean nothing. From now on everyone is defined by Christ, everyone is included in Christ.

So, chosen by God for this new life of love, dress in the wardrobe God picked out for you: compassion, kindness, humility, quiet strength, discipline. Be even-tempered, content with second place, quick to forgive an offense. Forgive as quickly and completely as the Master forgave you. And regardless of what else you put on, wear love. It’s your basic, all-purpose garment. Never be without it." - - Colossians 3:1-14 MSG

Until Jesus re-oriented my life, any hopes I had, purpose, security, and identity all rested on me and my own understanding of how the world worked - including beauty.

When I look at my old ideas and definitions of beauty compared to what God sees as beautiful from these passages, it's like holding up a faded Polaroid against the featured real-life image itself. Nothing compares, and there's no going back. Bold, vivid colors and transparency compared to faded outlines and misshapen imagery. All I had was false.

God is concerned with the heart, and that on its own is beautiful. The humble God of unchanging Truth, who needs nothing from us, grafts His light into us, patiently walks through fields and thorns with us, ascended a hill to pay a debt He did not owe for us, all the while drawing us to Himself, "you are beloved; you are mine." Where else could I go, Lord; where else would I be apart from You?

Thursday, August 27, 2015

8/27 Thought

The question why is powerful. When we vehemently set ourselves up against a particular sin (or sins) we inadvertently set ourselves up against the person who has committed them, leaving them embarrassed or feeling condemned. It's ridiculously hard and elusive, but I think we can be offended for God without being offended by people.

Instead, ask why. Why did they do that? Why do they feel like they need to do this? Why do I feel this way towards this person? 'Why' is the beginning of understanding, which leads to compassion (and for the sinner, 'why' is also a part of conviction). It won't minimize the sin, its consequences, or its necessary treatment, but it will add to us a lens of understanding. See the people God has given you, and love them well.

"Love must be sincere. Hate what is evil; cling to what is good." - - Romans 12:9

"When he saw the crowds, he had compassion for them, because they were harassed and helpless, like sheep without a shepherd." - - Matthew 9:36

Monday, June 29, 2015

Summer Reading from Local Authors

The dedication, work, creativity, and vulnerability required to publish a novel is simply astounding to me - it seems like the crowning bucket-list achievement {in my mind} for any writer. It's commendable. Risky. Gutsy. Inspiring. 

Two authors local to Northern CO, have recently had their works published, and I would so encourage you to check out their writing and to support them in their creative endeavors - I believe it is no small task to put a dream on paper. 

Below is a quick snapshot of each of their works and where you can find them. I appreciate their heart for why they wrote what they did:

Donna Wichelman, author of "Light out of Darkness":


A prestigious art exhibition turns into a horrific spectacle when a murder sends an art curator and a professor on a hunt for a highly coveted stolen painting.

Jamie Holbrooke came to Italy to escape a painful past in Ohio. But Jamie’s past follows her during an evening stroll along Varenna’s shoreline walk when an assailant, who looks like her dead brother, presses a mysterious riddle into her hand. Still reeling from shock at breakfast the next day and clueless about what the riddle means, she discovers that her long-time paragon Dr. Alessandro Marianni may have a link to the enigmatic riddle. Finding Jamie and her questions intriguing, Alessandro’s answers are cut short when their colleague falls prey to an assassin’s bullet. Convinced the riddle and murder are connected, Jamie and Alessandro risk their lives to discover why an obscure painting has caught the attention of art critics and criminals alike. At stake is a two-thousand–year-old drama, unfolding in the contemporary world of the Northern Italian Alps. Will Jamie and Alessandro stop powerful organized crime figures before the painting is lost forever and with it a secret more valuable than the prized artwork? Will Jamie find the answers to help her reclaim her life again? She will need the courage to face her fears and the persevering faith of Dr. Alessandro Marianni to heal her wounded heart.

"The concept for the book began in the early 2000s after our family took a vacation to northern Italy. The beauty of the landscape made me think it would make a great setting for a novel. But it wasn’t until I read an article in the Biblical Archaeological Review about J.M.W. Turner’s Bible Lands Paintings and more research led me to a little known pre-reformation group of the northern Italian Alps that the story began to take shape around this ancient religious sect called the Waldensians. Their real-life story of valor and enduring faith in the face of Roman Catholic persecution in Europe throughout the second millennium touched and encouraged my heart. I wanted to bring their story to life in a contemporary suspense novel about courage and faith. The titleLight Out of Darkness—comes from 2 Corinthians 4:6 and John 1:5 and is the text written in Latin, Lux lucet in Tenebris, which appears on their emblem dating from the 17th century."

"Light out of Darkness" can be found at
 http://www.amazon.com/Light-Out-Darkness-Waldensian-1/dp/0996187103/ref=la_B00VIUJ1GK 
or visit her website at www.donnawichelman.com
You can also read Donna's blog at http://donnawichelman.blogspot.com/.

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Marie Evergreen, author of "Quinn":


Quinn Brooks woke in a hospital room with no memory of how she got there; she only knows she must escape or die. Fortunately Samantha Woods was willing to pick up hitchhikers, and the two women became friends.

As they travel across Alaska, Canada, and into the lower 48, Quinn ‘Travels’ uncontrollably in time. 

Pursued in the present and shot at in the past, can Quinn find the answers she needs before time runs out?

"Have you ever picked up a book, expecting it to take you on great adventures, only to have it filled with sex, drugs and swearing? When my daughter was younger, she was a very advanced reader. We both were disappointed to find the teen section over run with these types of books. It was very difficult to find anything worthy of reading. My name is Marie Evergreen. I have been a writer for several years. It was not until my daughter got to this point in her reading, that I felt a desire to write teen fiction. From that desire, Quinn was born."

Quinn is the first book in The Travelers series and can be picked up at 
http://www.electric-scroll.com/index.php?content=book&id=13

Tuesday, June 2, 2015

A Case for Creativity - Guest blogger Jon Jorgenson

A Case for Creativity

If you’ve ever doubted the importance of creativity, please consider…

God, in all three parts, is divinely and supremely creative. Out of all the possible actions that God could have taken, the very first verb of the Biblical narrative is create. Creation, and creativity, are the divine source, the root, from which anything and everything that ever walked, talked, or inhabited the universe flows from. Where there is no creativity, there is no progress. Where there is no creativity, there isn’t even a beginning from which progress can be born. Without creativity, nothing that has ever existed would have had the chance to exist.

If you’ve ever doubted the importance of creativity, please consider…

God reveals Himself first and foremost as a creative being. Before all-knowing, before all-powerful, before loving, compassionate, awesome, fearful, great, Son, Holy Spirit, or even before Father, we receive a glimpse of Creator God. This description precedes all others.

If you’ve ever doubted importance creativity, please consider…

Creativity is play. It’s recreation. Meaning re-creation. Meaning that when we exercise our creative gifts, in whatever arena, we are truly living as children of God, created in His image, called to be His imitation. Never do we more strongly bear the image of the original Creator, than when we answer the call deep within us to play.

To create for God is to pour out what has been so carefully poured into you.

How can we deny and overlook the need for great art and creativity in the church when from the beginning of time, the number one way to praise God was through the singing of music and the playing of horns and instruments?

If you’ve ever doubted the importance of creativity, please consider…

One does not have to be an “artist” in order to be a creative being. What we consider “art” is not the only form of creativity, but all creativity is artistic in nature. The innovation needed to run a business, the perseverance and imagination needed to raise children, the extra personal touch that makes the ordinary teacher an extraordinary educator, it all stands as it’s own form of art. Creativity is the vital link to unlocking the best we can be in everything we do. We were made to imagine new ideas and to put them to the test.

The world was formed through the creativity of God.
And it will be changed by the creativity of His children.

We were made to create.

Jon blogs about the importance of creativity, and expanding our view of what an artist is. Find more from Jon on his blog (www.jonjorgensonblog.com) and ping him on Twitter @jonjorgenson. He would love to hear from you.

Monday, June 1, 2015

Waves

Why am I discouraged?
    Why is my heart so sad?
I will put my hope in God!
    I will praise him again—
    my Savior and my God!

Now I am deeply discouraged,
    but I will remember you—
even from distant Mount Hermon, the source of the Jordan,
    from the land of Mount Mizar.

 I hear the tumult of the raging seas
    as your waves and surging tides sweep over me.
 But each day the Lord pours his unfailing love upon me,
    and through each night I sing his songs,
    praying to God who gives me life.

Psalm 42:5-8


Waves - Mr. Probz (Robin Shulz remix)

I have tied my heart to Yours - O Rock, my Anchor.
I am set adrift.
Call me back to You
before I float on into the deep.

There is beauty in repetition... the ebb and flow of the tide. At the feel of a pull, the waters turn, summoning all mysteries of the deep to the surface, a churned-up mixture of seawater and debris rising just to fall... again...and again...and again... 

each time the crash exposing and turning over what has been uncovered, what has been called forth from murky depths.

To be made alive, to be given breath, to create, to love and to live sacrificially. 
We are filled in order to be emptied again... and again... and again. This repetition.
The thunderous rise and fall of familiar giants. 

To serve to the point of complete depletion. To then be re-injected with enthusiasm, brought back to life, re-animated, as if a puppet or corpse {dead to itself in this way, to be Used}. To re-visit past territory with a used torch, to withstand shot after shot, arrow after arrow, to receive an ear-ful, to steel myself within rusted armor - to determine to keep standing. To wade through saltwater.

On our own, it's exhaustive.
In Him, it is enough.

Each crash exposing our inadequacy, weakness, and dependence.
Each upturn a reminder of His sufficiency.
Every wave turning over grace.

Three different times I begged the Lord to take it {the thorn in his flesh} away. 
Each time he said, “My grace is all you need. My power works best in weakness.” 
So now I am glad to boast about my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ can work through me. That’s why I take pleasure in my weaknesses, and in the insults, hardships, persecutions, and troubles that I suffer for Christ. For when I am weak, then I am strong.

Paul, 2 Corinthians 12:8-10

This grace is enough.
Perhaps you are my thorn; perhaps I will always carry you with me.
Through weakness and through strength, through the desert and through oceans, through every
season - I will follow You. I am tired, and I am Yours, and that is enough.

As You lead us through uncertain waters, I drift behind, tethered to You, drowning in this grace.





Thursday, January 22, 2015

What if we were Jonathan

"David: 90 Days to a Heart Like His"
1 Samuel 18:1-4

This passage, along with some of the author's commentary, has stayed with me for 5 months now. Here is what He showed me.

"By the time David had finished reporting to Saul, Jonathan was deeply impressed with David—an immediate bond was forged between them. He became totally committed to David. From that point on he would be David’s number-one advocate and friend.

2 Saul received David into his own household that day, no more to return to the home of his father.

3-4 Jonathan, out of his deep love for David, made a covenant with him. He formalized it with solemn gifts: his own royal robe and weapons—armor, sword, bow, and belt."

The author notes:

The sacrifice between Jonathan and David is "less obvious than other examples in Scripture, but it is profound... Saul intended for Jonathan to become the second king of Israel", but Jonathan "had other plans" (85). "In David, Jonathan saw character fit for a King. He was so determined that the throne be occupied by God's chosen instrument that he offered everything he had. In this unique covenant, Jonathan sacrificed himself (85)... Jonathan acknowledged David as prince of the Hebrew nation, a position which he could have jealously and vehemently claimed as his own" (86).

A friendship forged from sacrifice. The next line is gold:

"Men like Jonathan are a rarity. Few people we meet in life have 'in mind the things of God' at risk of their own favor and position (Matt. 16:23)" (86).

Is this why we are slow to encourage? What if we could change the story; what if we were Jonathan?
What if we could recognize that we are all on the same team? That we are all running toward the same goal? What if we saw the potential and the gifts, in the people God has given us, as a resource and as a tool - developed and then used for His glory - instead of seeing them as a threat?



We wouldn't have to wonder if we're on track, because somebody has already prayed for this, for you, and said, "this is from Him. Keep running!"


{What if we were Encouraging, in this race, instead of Envious?}

Growth, unity... creativity. Get going!

Thursday, January 15, 2015

A Good Reminder {for me & other grudge holders}

Man, studying God's word is always relevant, and it is always timely. Am I paying attention?

Between conviction, circumstances, and when your only spiritual creds are that you are a ridiculously sinful person saved by an infinitely more merciful God - - it prompts you to write things like this.

I needed a reminder tonight.

Bitterness and grudge-holding is often wrapped up in both pride and envy, nasty things with titanium grade roots {how much stronger do I make them when I'm nursing them to grow? Fostering them and encouraging them rather than cutting them off? J. Crider, Genesis this week}. In John chapter 17 (v. 11, 20-23), Jesus speaks repeatedly of His desire for His Church to be 'one'. That's the point of writing this, and it's the only point in sharing it.

Bitterness bites like a snake. This venom is familiar, but I'm determined to not let it make its way through my bloodstream this time; I believe it is possible by God's grace to survive a snake bite.

First, ask yourself: am I bitter? What if it's more than rough feelings, or irritation, or "oh, I just don't like them". With difficult people, stormy interactions, falling outs, un-aired grievances, etc. ... instead of resorting to avoidance or immediate blame-shift {duh, I'm awesome. It's obviously their fault....(um....what's up Pride!}, first perform a heart check. God, deal with me! You see all of this - way more clearly than I do. Where am I sinning? It's only between you and Him in the end anyways, right? From experience, He is generally quick to answer these kinds of prayers, where we are grieved and He is already wanting to grow and change us.

Secondly, genuinely grieve over your sin. It's not something that can be fabricated or manufactured, like, "I acknowledge there is an area of sin in my life, and I am now going to be sad over this". It's not this robotic head-only knowledge (if you even make it to the point where you realize you are sinning). You were created to feel too, and that's okay.

To grieve over your sin, and want to turn from it, you either get that you have sinned or you don't, and you're either remorseful over what you've done, or you're not. It's painfully simple. Has your sin ever made you truly sad ? Sick? That's the beginning of repentance. Repent, and then seek forgiveness. Remember that scene from Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade? " Only a penitent man will pass?" You can pass this faith test.


If our sin cuts like a blade, kneel. It's humility; it's required.

Because I've been sick-nasty-bitter towards someone(s) before, I hope this helps.

You may be bitter towards someone if:

*You think about them, see them, or their name comes up in conversation and you instantly cringe, grimace, scoff, or express anger, envy, or disappointment.

*You don't have nice thoughts about them.

*Because of this^, it naturally follows that you don't have any nice things to say about them.

*You are quick to note their hypocrisy and short-comings, which validates (in your mind) why they don't receive {deserve} your respect, attention, love, or affection.

*You align yourself with people who, non-surprisingly, feel the same way - even subconsciously.

*You have consistent feelings/attitudes of anger, passive aggression, ill-will, discontentedness, contempt, or even bewilderment as to why your relationship "isn't working" or "isn't easy".

I don't know about you, but I read the perspective of this^ person {me at times!}, and I'm like, "who do you think you are?" Through all of this though, through all of our gunk, God reaches for pride-filled people. Isn't He awesome!

Some of us hold on to these things so tight, like our hands are white-knuckled fists around these things that happened decades ago, things that make us sick. And the hard truth is, it's sometimes easier to hold on to them than it is to let them go. It's easier to hold than to release. Something is easier than nothing, a steadfast outline is easier to grasp than freedom. Our spiritual reliance, walk, and freedom in Christ is completely counter-intuitive to how we function in our flesh. Oh, how we need Him!

Lastly,

*You remember specific "bitterness-making" times, events, and interactions in your life and allow them to fester in your thought-life. {Are you scarred? Take that pain to the Healer. Let. it. go. And if you can't let it go, ask Him for supernatural help. Believe! Is nothing too hard for Him?}

The anti-venom:

"Let all bitterness and wrath and anger and clamor and slander be put away from you, along with all malice. Be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, as God in Christ forgave you."
Ephesians 4:31-32

Remember:
"For if you forgive others their trespasses, your heavenly Father will also forgive you, but if you do not forgive others their trespasses, neither will your Father forgive your trespasses."
Matthew 6:14-15
Am I unforgiving?

"Strive for peace with everyone, and for the holiness without which no one will see the Lord. See to it that no one fails to obtain the grace of God; that no “root of bitterness” springs up and causes trouble, and by it many become defiled."
Hebrews 12:14-15

Tattoo it on your heart, Lex:
"Hatred stirs up strife, but love covers all offenses."
Proverbs 10:12
I am not going to hate you.

The final blow:
"If anyone thinks he is religious and does not bridle his tongue but deceives his heart, this person's religion is worthless."
James 1:26

{Unresolved anger is the catalyst for bitterness.}

You must change.
The cross is the ultimate symbol and call for reconciliation.
You must be reconciled - if not tangibly, at least in your heart.
Leave your anger at the cross before it eats you alive.
Even old hurts - even aged anger.
Anger does not get better with age; it turns sour.
Give it to Him before it uncoils at your feet and rears for the strike.
Before anger metastasizes into full-blown bitterness.
Life is too short to be bitter.
Freedom awaits.

Ann Voskamp