Some Things I Wish You Could See

The media and the culture of the day tell you all the things you are not. They remind you constantly of all that you don’t have, all that you lack, all that you should be, etc. If you listen to the television and the radio and read the internet and magazines, you feel like you aren’t worth very much and that you’re not pretty enough or rich enough or suave enough. In short, you’re not enough.

But I am telling you a different story. I want you to hear it here, even if you’ve never heard it anywhere else. It’s not really my story, but the one God told me that I am telling you now.

God says you are enough. God says, “I made you and when I was done, I didn’t say, ‘Close Enough’ or ‘That’ll have to do,’ but ‘It is very good.’

Paul talks about how you are God’s masterpiece, created to do the great things He planned for you to do long ago. He made you perfect and He made you with a purpose. That means you are exactly who God wanted you to look like. That means you are not a waste of space or meaningless, but priceless.

I wish you could see yourself through God’s eyes. I wish you could see that Jesus thought you were to die for and worth all His precious blood. I wish you could see not all your shorcomings and failures and inadequacies, but the image of God in you. I wish you could hear not all the names you’ve ever been called in anger or frustration, but the name God calls you in love: BELOVED.

The media will lie to you. What you read and hear and see all around you will lie to you. Sometimes, even what you think and feel will lie to you. But God never will. What He says is true and trumps whatever anybody has ever or will ever say about you.

That’s what I wish you could see and believe and hold on to in the hard times. Because that’s the truth, and the truth will set you free.

More Random Things I’m Thankful For

I mentioned some of the things I’m thankful for a couple of blogs back and I decided to add these to the list:

1. Getting to sleep in on certain Saturdays. It’s nice to be able to look at 5:30 am on the alarm clock and roll over and go back to sleep.

2. Good stories that make me lose track of time, whether they be in books or movies or TV shows.

3. That who I am is who God tells me I am, not who I or anyone else tells me I am. Not what I’ve done. Not my mistakes or failures or even my good deeds. I am God’s beloved.

4. That this is not one of those essays that has to be 500 words or else I get counted off on my grade.

5. The peace that transcends all understanding and comes when I least expect it and need it most.

6. Grace.

7. That I know so many awesome people who have inspired me and challenged me and loved me and made me want to be more like Jesus.

8. That the best things in life are still free.

9. That when I press “publish” some little men inside my computer box will make this go out over that great and mysterious internet to people I may never meet but who may be inspired to find something of their own to be thankful for and find the God from whom all these blessings flow.

Random Things I’m Thankful For

I am thankful for the following (not in any kind of  sane or logical order):

1. The existence of chocolate (just knowing it’s out there makes my day better)

2. Ditto for caffeine.

3. I’m thankful for the days that I’m just glad to get to 4:30, because they make the good days seem even better.

4. Lost on blu ray (I’m up to season 3, in case you’re wondering).

5. Friends who have stuck with me all this time and still want to be my friends.

6. Ditto for family.

7. Jesus who is the same yesterday, today, and forever.

8. Friday. No matter how long or short the week seems, every calandar I’ve ever seen has plenty of Fridays on it, and I’m always glad to see each and every one.

9. All those things I routinely take for granted like good health, access to food and clean water, shelter, etc.

10. That you people are still reading these blogs after 6 months and 520 blogs.

11. That I don’t have to limit these lists to 10. I can go to 11, ’cause I’m a rebel.

12. Ditto for #11.

13. And I’m not superstitious, either.

14. 12-year old mildly psychotic cats named Lucy who climb up in my lap and go to sleep (I can feel my blood pressure getting lower even thinking about it).

15. That tomorrow when I wake up God’s mercies will still be new and His grace will still be amazing and His plan for my life still unfolding and His faithfulness will still be great.

Who Believes In You?

Maybe you’ve had the kind of day where all your mistakes pile up and come crashing down on you like an avalanche. Maybe you feel buried underneath all the weight of your mistakes and bad decisions and failures. Maybe you believe in your heart that you’ve screwed up one too many times and exhausted all your grace cards.

Maybe some of the people in your life have quit believing in you or that you will ever amount to anything. Maybe your friends have quit believing in you and moved on. Maybe your family quit believing in you that there is any hope left that you will ever amount to anything. Maybe you quit believing in yourself.

I am here with some very good news.

God still believes in you. God hasn’t quit believing in you nor will He ever. He believes in what He’s doing in you, in the work He started so very long ago, before you were even born or were even a glimmer in your parent’s eye.

When you’ve given up hoping and believing that you will ever amount to anything, God knows that when He’s done with you, you will look just like Jesus. When you’ve just about thrown in the towel on all your hopes and dreams for a better future, God still has dreams for you that are so much bigger than the wildest, craziest dreams you ever dared to dream for yourself

When you’ve lost all hope, remember that God invented hope. As long as God is alive and on your side, you always have hope. Not a wishful thinking, “I hope my team wins on Sunday” kind of hope, either. This hope is as sure as the promises God made to you, and as certain as the God who made them.

God believes in you. God loves you more than your mind will ever be able to comprehend. No matter what anyone else tells you, no matter what you have told yourself in the darkness of your room when you’re alone, God speaks a better word. His word trumps any other word ever spoken to or about you.

And this is His word to you now: I believe in you and I am very fond of you and when I’m done, you will be everything I meant for you to be. You will be just like Jesus.

Turning 40: A Retrospective Look at My Past

According to my iffy math skills, I have 49 more days left of my 30’s. Then I turn the dreaded 4-0. But according to Facebook, I have nothing to worry about. I’m supposed to die when I’m rollerblading at 95 and get hit by a car, based on the wisdom of a facebook application I used once. Apparently, my roller blading braking skills will still be non-existent 46 years later.

When I was in my 20’s, I knew a lot more than I do now. At least I thought I did. At that age, it’s very easy to confuse knowledge with wisdom. It’s very easy to have a faith that’s either all head-knowledge or almost solely emotion-based. But I digress. I had very definite ideas about theology and doctrine and dating (even though I didn’t date, which is probably why I was against it).

In my 30’s, I found out I knew less that I thought I did and was certain about even less. My black and white world suddenly had room for some gray areas. I still held to the essential basics of the faith, but I was able to live and let live over disagreements and not feel the need to win every argument or prove my side every time.

Now, I see more than ever my great need for God. I see more than ever what I would be like apart from the grace of God and what I see scares me. I see my need for grace every single day.

I have been learning forgiveness for others, but primarily for myself. I have learned how to fail gracefully and learn from it. I have learned to listen to my family and my friends and my brothers and sisters in the faith. I have learned to look for Jesus in those around me and when I find it, to imitate what I see.

Have I succeeded? By the world’s standards, probably not. But by God’s standards, I think so. I believe more and more every day that if you have survived up to this point and you’re still standing, that’s success. If you fall down more times than me when I tried to roller blade and get back up each time, that’s success.

I don’t know what the 40’s will teach me, but I’m ready for whatever God has for me. It may not be what I expect. In fact,  I can almost guarantee that what God has for me will be nothing like I thought it would be, but way better than I could have hoped for.

And it will be so much more than worth the wait.

To Be Known and To Know

I had a dream when I was in grade school where I walked into the wrong classroom on my first day of school and everyone stared at me like I had three eyes and antennas growing out of my head. It was not a good dream. I was very glad to wake up from that one.

I also remember in the past longing with everything in me for someone who would really know me and still want to be my friend. I’ve had a lot of surface friendships, but very few with people who really, really knew me.

I think just about everyone deep down wants to be known.

I think everyone wants someone who knows them for who they really are, with flaws and insecurities and fears, and still chooses to stick around.

I believe that everyone wants to be able to be themselves around someone, to be free to say dumb and awkward stuff occasionally and not be ostracized for it.

I feel that all of us want to be able to take the mask off, to not have to always respond to “How are you doing?” with “Oh, I’m fine,” but to really give the honest answer along the lines of, “I’m not doing so well today . . . .”

We long for someone who will see our brokenness and not shun us, who will see our weaknesseses and not treat us like lepers. Someone who will walk alongside us during the hard days and the tough times and will gently guide us back onto the path when we’ve strayed.

Jesus is the friend who sticks closer than a brother. He’s the one who knows our innermost being, including the deepest, darkest secrets we keep and the places we hide that no one else knows about.

I really and truly believe that to be known in that way requires two things. First, that we seek to know others in the same way and second, that we are brave enough to be that open and honest and transparent to let people inside.

My prayer is that you can be truly known for all of who you are and loved, first by knowing the God who made you and knows you better than you know yourself and loves you completely and perfectly, and then by people God will bring into your life who will inspire you and touch you and leave their footprints permanently etched in your heart.

My New Year’s Wish for You in 2012

This poem, written by Dietrich Bonhoeffer, seems just as appropriate and relevant today as it did in 1945 when Bonhoeffer wrote it while in a Gestapo prison in Berlin. This poem is my prayer for you this first day of 2012 and every day after.

“With every power for good to stay and guide me,
comforted and inspired beyond all fear,
I’ll live these days with you in thought beside me,
and pass, with you, into the coming year.

The old year still torments our hearts, unhastening:
the long days of our sorrow still endure.
Father, grant to the soul Thou hast been chastening
that Thou hast promised the healing and the cure.

Should it be ours to drain the cup of grieving
even to the dregs of pain, at Thy command,
we will not falter, thankfully receiving
all that is given by Thy loving hand.

But, should it be Thy will once more to release us
to life’s enjoyment and its good sunshine,
that we’ve learned from sorrow shall increase us
and all our life be dedicate as Thine.

Today, let candles shed their radiant greeting:
lo, on our darkness are they not Thy light,
leading us haply to our longed-for meeting?
Thou canst illumine e’en our darkest night.

When now the silence deepens for our harkening,
grant we may hear Thy children’s voices raise
from all the unseen world around us darkening
their universal paean, in Thy praise.

While all the powers of good aid and attend us,
boldly we’ll face the future, be it what may.
At even, and at morn, God will befriend us,
and oh, most surely on each new year’s day”

It’s Christmas Day and Emmanuel is Here

On Christmas Day, we celebrate Emmanuel, God with us. God for us, God on our side, God over us, and (thanks to Jesus’ final and finished work) God in us. That means

The Light of the world has come into our darkness and all the darkness in the world could not comprehend or conquer this Light. The way to God has forever been illuminated.

The glory of God has come and, as one pastor put it, He is the only one strong enough to take all the pieces of our lives and hold them together. Only He can fill the God-shaped void inside us when no one and nothing else will.

Perfect Love has come and that love casts out all fear. Doubts vanish as we have beheld this one and only Son of God who pitched His tent among us.

This Jesus has come to give us a hope and a future, as Jeremiah promised, and give us each a new name . . . Beloved. We have more than a chance at something better, we have been adopted as sons and daughters and given an eternal inheritance that will never be taken away.

This God in mortal form has come for the sick and lonely and scarred and (best of all) broken. All those broken relationships and hearts and dreams and psyches find healing and wholeness as we find a stronger Love inside us that can pour out through us to those we love.

Death no longer has the final word. The Word, Jesus, has spoken victory forever over death and hell and the grave. He holds the keys to all of the above and His love is stronger than anything we will ever face.

When we could not get to God or bridge the gap that separated us from Him, He came to us and not only showed us the way Home, he became the Way. He has reconciled us to God by His own blood and turned us from enemies and outcasts and strangers into sons and daughters of the King over Everything.

Celebrate Emmanuel, God with us. The God who will be with us on December 26, and on every day after that, too!

Tonight’s Theology Lessons from George Bailey

If you have a pulse and you’re over 30, chances are extremely good that  you’ve seen It’s A Wonderful Life at some point in your life. Even if you’re one of those Undead Americans like the Cullens family, you’ve probably seen it, too. I personally lost count of how many times I’ve seen this holiday classic around 20.

There are some remarkably good theology lessons to be gleaned from this film:

1) The world would NOT be better off without you in it. The world would not have been better if you had never been born. Lots of lives are connected with yours and what you do DOES make a difference. You may not see it, but what you do and say affects so many others.

2) Sometimes the biggest changes in the world come from those nickels and dimes. You may feel like you’re stuck in a tiny corner of the world with a very small area of influence, but if you’re influencing one person, you’re influencing the world. At the very least you’re influencing that person’s world.

3) You are NOT a failure if you have friends. Notice, I did not say failure means having loads of money or power or influence or fame. You can have all those things and still fail miserably, missing the whole point of it all. Just ask Jacob Marley about that one. If you have friends, you have something infinitely more valuable than any amount of treasure or possessions you could ever own.

4) Sometimes, it DOES take a supernatural event to get you to see how much you matter. You may not get a visit from Clarence, Angel Second Class, but you will get something far better. You have God’s written Word, that says God so loved the world (which includes YOU) that He gave His one-of-a-kind, never to be duplicated, Son. You have the Community of Faith, that says, “We need you and we can’t function without you. It’s like we’re missing a limb or an eye without you.” You have the voice of Your Abba Father, saying, “This one’s Mine, the one whom I created and redeemed. The one I died for. This is my beloved child, in whom I am well-pleased because I see Jesus in that person.”

This Christmas Season, celebrate the fact that the world IS better with you in it. You may be the only Jesus some will ever see, the only Bible some will ever read, and the only Faith some will ever see lived out. How well you represent Jesus will determine if someone else will choose to follow Him or not. And those little random acts of kindness that seem so insignificant to you at the moment will live long after you’re gone.

So, thank you, George Bailey. And in those immortal words, “Atta boy, Clarence!”

More Glorious Impossibilities

First of all, yay for vacations. And boo for places that don’t have free wi-fi. Hence, the lack of blogging the last 4 days.

I did read an Advent devotional that pretty much rocked my world. It’s from a fantastic little book called The Christ of Christmas by Calvin Miller. It’s a 31-day devotional that covers the month of December. I shamelessly urge you to go out and buy it today.

The devotional I read centered on Elizabeth, who was geriatric and pregnant, and Mary, who was a virgin and pregnant. Two opposite ends of the spectrum, yet still recipients of the miraculous. The glorious impossible.

Like when you were once dead in sin and to every thing that really mattered in life, including God, but now you are gloriously more alive than you’ve ever been and awake to all the riches God has for you. Glorious impossibilities.

Like when you were stamped with failure and disaster, but God stamped you with His own signature, making you priceless, and called you BELOVED. Glorious impossibilities.

Or when you were a stranger and alone and had no one who understood you or your pain, but God has given you a forever family who walks with you through every possible joy or trial, where your joys are multiplied and your sorrows divided (my kind of math). Glorious impossibilities.

Like where the King of the Universe whom creation and everything in it could not possibly contain coming down as a tiny fetus into the womb of a 13-year old. This same God who knows your name, who saw your face in your darkest moment of weakness when even you couldn’t love yourself, and loved you and thought you were worth dying for.

Glorious impossibilities. The kind that you will see every day of your life if you keep your eyes open to all that God is up to in and around you. The kind that He will accomplish through you if you just give Him the tiniest bit of room to work and offer to Him the frailest of agreements.

The kind that made the Christmas season a reality.