My Calling

I feel like I’m called to live my life like a gentleman, a prince, and a warrior. My quest is to find a woman who lives like a lady, a princess, and a  heroine. She won’t just be a damsel in distress for me to rescue, but a heroine to share in the adventures we will have together.

I may have eliminated the majority of girls, but the one I find will have been more than worth the wait and the effort. In an age when chivalry and manners and courtesy are all but dead, men like me aren’t really a hot commodity. In fact, I am probably nowhere near any girl’s ideal. But one day I will be God’s man for one woman. That’s my prayer.

When I find her, my calling will be to love her with my life and with everything I have at whatever cost to me, even at the cost of my own life, to present her totally free and alive and radiant in her beauty before Christ and the world.

She won’t just be a pretty face, but someone whose face shines with the radiance of Christ from inside her.

Her life will not go unnoticed, for I will notice. Her actions will not be in vain, for I will be her witness. I will be her biggest fan and cheer her, as I hope she will do the same for me.

This is a reminder to me of what I’m really looking for. I forget sometimes and need to be reminded that what I’m looking for is rare, but rarity makes something much more precious and valuable and sacred.

I strive toward this, and though I fail time and time again, I always fail forward. One day, I will land at her feet.

I’m sick and tired

I’m sick and tired of my Christianity being a Facebook status that doesn’t affect the way I live most of the time. I want my faith to define me and be all over every single part of my life and my identity. If people have to ask if I am a Christian, then I have failed to live out what I believe. They should know by how I act and speak.

I’m sick and tired of being an incognito believer in Christ. I want my true God-colors to shine wherever I am, whatever I’m doing, whoever I’m with. I want to stand out, even if that means standing alone.

I’m sick and tired of being like everyone else and settling for status quo. I want to be so radically different that people notice that there’s something different in me and that something (or Someone) is Jesus. I want my actions, my words, my status updates and posts, to reflect and compliment my faith and not be a contradiction of that faith.

I’m sick and tired of being moved so many  times, but not doing anything with it. I want to be more than moved, as the song by Michael Boggs says. I want to be motivated to act out my love for Christ and show it to the world by my deeds of kindness and compassion.

I am never sick and tired of grace. Grace works every time. Grace wins every time. Grace is changing me, making me more whole and alive and radiant in Christ day by day. Even on those days when I can’t see it.

Thank You, Jesus, that You never have or ever will give up on me or stop making me more like You. Your love for me is too powerful to leave me unaffected and unmoved and uninspired. I want more of that. I want more of You.

Please come.

Thoughts About 2011

Let 2011 be the year that Love breaks through in you. I’m thinking of an old Keith Green song that goes, “I was lost in a fantasy that blinded me until Your love broke through.” That’s what I hope you want.

Let love break through in your world to show that there is a different and better way to live. That it’s not all about fame or money or sex or thrills or late-night partying. That love (as in the love of Christ poured into your heart and overflowing to the world) can conquer hate, fear, shame, or doubt. Love will convince people that you are for real, not correct doctrine or proper procedures and practices.

Let love break through in your life. Let your life be so radically different from the norm that people are forced to notice. Let your life be a compliment to your profession of faith and not a detriment to it. Love not just people who are like you or who are easy to love. Don’t just love the picture-perfect pretty people. Love the broken, the hopeless, the outcast, and the weak. Love those who can’t love you back. That kind of love always draws attention to Jesus, because who could love like that apart from Him?

Let love break through your heart. May you be captured and captivated by a Love that never gave up and will never quit. May Jesus become everything to you and everything else fall away. Let your heart be broken by what breaks God’s heart. When love breaks through, you change from selfishly fulfilling your own lusts and desires to learning to give your life away.

So, say YES to the love of Jesus every single day (and every single moment the thought comes into your mind). Let the peace of Christ rule in your heart. Get rid of anything that distracts or detracts or takes away from the love of God being able to invade you and those around you through you.

Jesus, we will be Your feet to go to the ends of the earth, Your hands to reach out to the poor and needy, Your eyes to see the need and weep over those who suffer, and Your heart to love these people so radically that they don’t see us anymore, but You.

Amen and amen.

My Version of a Jesus Calling Devotional

My child, where you see failure and disaster, I see a second chance.

Where you see yourself as inept and helpless, I see a chance for My strength to be made perfect in your weakness.

Where you see hopelessness and despair and no way out, I see that just beyond your line of sight, I am preparing something for you that will blow your mind.

Where you see yourself as unloveable, I see the person I made loveable when I set my affection on you. I thought you were worth dying for and I would do it again.

When you feel loneliness and desertion, I am silently in  your corner, on your side, singing softly over you as you sleep. Listen to my songs with ears of faith and you will hear Me.

When you feel worthless and useless and think you are not worth the effort, I show you my nail-scarred hands and feet and my spear-pierced side to declare to you, “YOU WERE TOTALLY WORTH IT!”

Whatever you are feeling or thinking, remember that those feelings and thoughts will often lie to you, but I never will. Trust in what you know. Trust in Who you know. Me.

A prayer for my future wife

Here I am, thinking about you again and wondering if you’re thinking about me. I have come to the point where I am finally starting to give up striving and trying to make my own plans and my own timing work. I am starting to learn to rest my mind and my heart in God’s plan and His timing. As the name of the book I just got in the mail says, I Gave God Time. That’s all He needs to pull off the biggest miracles– time.

So I pray that your heart is at rest. That you are comfortable where you are and not striving like I have been most of my life. I pray your heart is captured and captivated by Jesus and that you are so enamored and enraptured by His love for you that He becomes everything to you and every other thing in your life falls back into its proper place.

I pray that you are fully coming alive to all that God made you to be. That you know where your beauty comes from and that you treasure your femininity as a gift from God. I pray that your loveliness comes from a Christ-filled countenance and a heart full of compassion and kindness.

I pray that your heart is being set free to love. That all your fears and insecurites are driven away in the face of the Prince of peace, and that peace will rule your heart and mind. I pray you look at every heartache and heartbreak as a means of molding you into the woman who will completely dazzle me.

Waiting is hard, but the longer the wait, the more we will treasure finding each other. I can’t wait to be your husband and do all I can to be a part of  unveiling your true beauty for the world to see. I am waiting for that day, letting God transform me into the man you deserve.

Until then, take courage, dear heart. The night seems long but dawn is just around the corner. Hold on.

Real Community (We Need Each Other)

I love the part in My Big Fat Greek wedding when Ian and Toula are talking and she reminds him that they met when she was working at her family’s Greek restaurant. She says something like, “I was going through my frumpy phase until, well, just now.” He responds, “I don’t remember frumpy, but I remember you.” I love that.

That’s what we strive for as believers. To see each other and remember not the colossal failures and fiascos and screwups, but to remember the good. To see not the messed up past of a person, but to see forward to what they are becoming and will one day be in Christ.

If we’re honest as believers, we have to admit that we are weak, broken messes who don’t have the answers and who lose their way frequently. We’re not as strong or wise as we think we are. Even our best moments are filled with fears and doubts, striving and self-loathing, hiding and excusing.

As we mature, we see not how much less we need grace, but how much more desperately we need it every single moment of every single day. We need each other. We need to forgive and be forgiven constantly, starting with ourselves. We need to be real and open and transparent with each other, carrying each others’ burdens and sharing their joys and sorrows. We constantly need to be restored and revived, to keep each other honest, and each of us need to know that we are worth the effort it takes and that no true believer ever gives up on another true believer.

As a believer, I can say through Christ, “I will be your eyes when you can’t see, your voice when you can’t speak, your light in the dark when you’ve lost your way, your friend when you feel alone and deserted, and your biggest fan when you feel most discouraged and most messed-up. I will be your burden-bearer, your hope-restorer, and your faith-rebuilder. I will do my best to show you what the love of Jesus looks like through my words and my actions to you.”

Let us love each other radically and fully. Let us show the world what true faith looks like, as opposed to those who just carry the name Christian but deny it with their lifestyle. Let us win the world by our own lifestyle of radical love, passionate faith, and unswerving hope in Jesus Christ.

The Kind of Friend I Want to Be

I want to be a friend who never, never, never, never, never, never, never ever gives up on you. And I mean never. No matter what you say or don’t say, you can’t lose my friendship. You may give up on your end, but I will never give up on my end. Why?

Because that’s what Jesus did for me. Jesus, the Friend above all friends, the Friend who sticks closer than a brother and laid down his life for me. He never gave up on me, so I can’t ever give up on you. That’s the deal.

I know what I’m describing isn’t the norm. When someone’s harsh words cut deep, it’s hard to remain in friendship. When someone’s silence cuts deeper still, it requires something beyond myself to remain.

And so my friendship with you is really Jesus loving you through me. I can’t on my own, I will fail you every time. I will let you down, get all OCD, and tragically mess things up. I on my own will run you off.

But Jesus is the Friend who is teaching me to be a better friend. No, better yet. He’s the Friend to me who’s a Friend to you through me. It’s His power that sustains any friendship I have.

I want to be the friend that encourages and cheers for you. The one who laughs with you at times and cries with you in other times. I want to be a friend who will do whatever I can to help you, to see you become all that God in Christ meant for you to be.

I want to be someone who will lay down my life for you in a thousand small ways, to give up my rights for you, give up my own set ways of doing things for you.

That’s the kind of friend I want to be to you, and because of God in me, I am slowly becoming just that.

Thank you, friends, for not giving up on me and for seeing through my fears and false fronts and neuroses to the real me. To the Jesus in me. I will be forever grateful!

What I look for in a future wife

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Hello. It’s 2:49 on January 1, 2011, and I can’t sleep, so I blog. I was thinking about what I would want in a mate. Here are some things I want.

She has to have a great smile. Physical beauty would be nice, but the best kind of beauty is that which radiates from the inside and shows itself in acts of compassion and kindness. I want who I marry to be caring and generous and kind and compassionate.

I hope she would be totally in love with me as I will be with her. Someone who looked at me and saw something that every other girl didn’t see. Maybe even something I didn’t see. She will see me through eyes of grace.

I want a woman whose heart is totally enthralled and captivated by Jesus. Not someone who professes Christianity but whose lifestyle is no different than anybody else who doesn’t profess anything. She has to love Jesus way more than she loves me.

I want a woman who is at rest in who she is and where she is, not eternally stuck on being and acting like she’s forever 21. Someone who loves quiet nights and good conversation over hitting night clubs and staying out all night. Someone who loves people and going places, but isn’t constantly seeking the next rush or thrill.

In short, I want a woman whose heart beats with the heartbeat of God. Who is laying down her life everyday for the cause of Christ.

If I want that, I have to be that. I have to be a man of God with character who seeks after Jesus instead of striving after success and popularity. I have to learn to give my life away daily for Christ.

One of the best parts of 2010 was that my hopes for a wife have revived again and I think there really is someone out there for me who will love me for me not who I will become. Someone to whom I won’t be a substitute for someone else or way down on their list, but first on their list.

I know God is faithful and He can do way better than anything I could ever have hoped or dreamed.

Amen and amen!

Goals for 2011

What are your goals for 2011? It is to lose weight? To run a marathon? To climb Mt. Everest or skydive?

My goal for 2011 might sound cheesy and super-spiritual, but it’s my own goal. You can take it or leave it if you want, but this is what I want more than anything in 2011: To be more like Jesus.

I want to be a whole lot less selfish and a whole lot more giving. If Jesus gave absolutely everything for me, what in the world do I have that’s worth keeping? I can’t think of anything.

I want to be a lot less neurotic and a whole lot more trusting. Jesus fully and completely relied on his Father and did nothing apart from Him. His resulting perfect peace was evident throughout His entire life, even in the midst of storms and trials and death.

I want to be less judgmental and a whole lot more giving of grace. Jesus’ only harsh words were for those who were religious but not loving. I see how desparately wicked I am apart from Christ, so how can I ever give up on anyone else or stop believing the best for them?

I want to be less in auto-pilot mode, and more alive. I don’t want to spend my whole life waiting for the next big event, and missing the small miracles right in front of me. I want to be in the moment of every moment and live my life “with eyes wide open and hands toward heaven”, as one of my favorite songs by The Vespers puts it.

I want to be less, so that Jesus can be more. I don’t want people to look at me and say how great I am or how admirable a life I’m living. I want them to see my life and that my life would ignite a yearning inside them to know and love the Jesus they see in me.

That’s my goal for 2011. To be like Jesus. Oh, and maybe to meet the girl I will marry. Just bein’ honest. Those are my goals. What are yours?

Who I am

I have acted shamefully. I have said and done things I wish I could take back, especially on Facebook. But that’s not who I am.

I  have believed the lies that the devil told me in my moments of weakness. He told me I was worthless with nothing to offer any girl and nothing to contribute to the world and that the world was better off without me in it. But that’s not who I am.

I have royally screwed up everything at certain points in my life. I have lived out of shame and fear and not out of sonship and love. But that’s not who I am.

I have driven friends away. Some who are still friend on facebook won’t talk to me anymore or respond to any of my posts because I was too clingy and needy and scared them off.  But that’s not who I am anymore.

My Savior and God set His affection on me and called me Beloved and gave me worth by loving me. He thought I was to die for and has told me repeatedly how fond He is of me. That is who I am.

My God has called me by a new name. Not one given to be by my failures or shame or guilt or fear, but one bought with precious blood and written on a white stone. That is who I am.

My God has made my brokenness beautiful, turned my mourning into dancing, turned my shame into praise and renown, and called me friend. That is who I am.

My God is transforming me more and more every day into the image of Jesus and His life is growing inside me, taking over, as the old ways that led to defeat are put to death. That is who I am.

Who am I? I am the disciple whom Jesus loves. I am my Beloved’s, and He is mine. I am beautiful and strong and handsome and redeemed and forgiven and made new. That’s who I am from now on!