The Gift of Solitude

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A harried executive who went to the desert father and complained about his frustration in prayer, his flawed virtue, and his failed relationships. The hermit listened closely to his visitor’s

rehearsal of the struggle and disappointments in trying to lead a Christian life. He then went into the dark recesses of his cave and came out with a basin and a pitcher of water. 

‘Now watch the water as I pour it into the basin,’ he said. The water splashed on the bottom and against the sides of the container. It was agitated and turbulent. At first the stirred-up water swirled around the inside of the basin; then it gradually began to settle, until finally the small fast ripples evolved into larger swells that oscillated back and forth. Eventually, the surface became so smooth that the visitor could see his face reflected in the placid water.

“That is the way it is when you live constantly in the midst of others,” said the hermit. “You do not see yourself as you really are because of all the confusion and disturbance. You fail to recognize the divine presence in your life and the consciousness of your belovedness slowly fades. “

It takes time for the water to settle. Coming to interior stillness requires waiting. Any attempt to hasten the process only stirs up the water anew. Guilt feelings may arise immediately. The shadow self insinuates that you are selfish, wasting time, and evading the responsibilities of family, career, ministry, and community. Theologian Edward Schillebeeckx responded, “…silence with God has a value in itself and for its own sake, just because God is God. Failure to recognize the value of mere being with God, as the beloved, without doing anything is to gouge the heart out of Christianity.” – Brennan Manning, Abba’s Child.

The Blessing of a Broken Toe

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Yesterday as I left my 35 week prenatal appointment, I managed to slam the big toe of my left foot against a curb while walking back to my car. The throbbing, stabbing pain immediately informed me that this was not just a stubbed toe. Through tears, I drove home in a torrential downpour only to walk into a house with no power, a sleeping husband, and hungry, crying children.

It was, in every way, a perfect storm. After the kids were finally fed and put to bed, my toe cried out to me for attention. A visit to the Urgent Care clinic confirmed what I already knew: “You have a fractured toe. Stay off of it completely for three days and slowly begin to increase your activity after that.”

I wish that I could say I said, “Sure thing, doc!” I merely laughed in her face. “I have three little kids,” I said. “Slowing down isn’t exactly an option.”

But sometimes circumstances beyond our control force us to slow down. A friend of mine in college said that she thinks that is why it says in the 23rd Psalm, “He makes me to lie down in green pastures.

Two days before this accident, I was spending some time teaching my girls about how we hear God’s voice. I wanted them to know that He doesn’t only speak to us through the “still small voice of His Spirit within us” or Scripture alone. “Sometimes,” I told them confidently, “God speaks to us through our circumstances. Like if we get sick and are forced to rest, it can be God’s way of saying, ‘slow down.’

Little did I know that God would speak to me these exact words two days later. I am 4 or less weeks away from giving birth to my 4th child and I will be very honest with you. I haven’t slowed down at all. But God saw fit, in His sovereignty, to force me to sit still and embrace rest, solitude, the gift of literally putting my feet up and just basking in His presence.

Embracing the Gift of Brokenness

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Our culture has got some things really screwed up. One of them is that if we slow down or rest, we are failing…missing out…losing ground. But it is only when we slow down that we can focus completely on what really matters. It is only by embracing times of solitude and quiet that we come face to face with our true selves before the face of God. In that place, He can show us what we’ve lost through a turbulent lifestyle and restore it through His loving presence.

Do you fight or flee from solitude and rest? Do you press through fatigue and run towards busyness? Let Christ take your hand today and lead you into the stillness of His presence. Embrace what He may be speaking to you through circumstances that slow you down.

Sometimes weakness and trial can open doors to greater gifts than we could have ever imagined, but we must embrace them as such.

You Can’t Make Everyone Happy ~ You’re Not a Jar of Nutella

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I spread the rich, chocolaty spread on our homemade toast and swirled it together with peanut butter. Today my girls were getting a special treat: Nutella and peanut butter sandwiches for lunch! You’d think that I had promised them a trip to the moon with their exclamations of utter joy and happy dances, and I laughed as I placed the sandwiches in their travel containers for our trip to the park.

I love my girls more than life itself, but that doesn’t mean that I feed them Nutella every day. In fact, it is because I love them that I offer them healthier options most of the time, making treats more special for us all.

 Sorry, Folks – Not Everyone is Going to Like You!

Sometimes I think that we as American Christians want to be like a jar of Nutella to others. We want to be sweet, smooth, and instantly loved by all, but not necessarily nourishing, challenging, or life-giving. We may want people to do a perpetual “happy dance” around our lives without considering the truth that Jesus did not die simply to make us sweet, fun, always-likable people.

Jesus didn’t promise us a “most popular award” when we chose to follow Him. Instead He said, “You will be hated by everyone because of me, but the one who stands firm to the end will be saved.” (Matthew 10:22). Jesus gives us the reason for this unpopularity that may come our way in John 15:18-20 : “If the world hates you, remember that it hated me first. The world would love you as one of its own if you belonged to it, but you are no longer part of the world. I chose you to come out of the world, so it hates you.

This doesn’t mean we are supposed to go around being obnoxious and making people hate us. Quite the contrary. The apostle Paul said, “Yes, I try to find common ground with everyone, doing everything I can to save some. I do everything to spread the Good News and share in its blessings” (1 Corinthians 9:22-23). This means that we go above and beyond to relate to others not simply that we may be liked or accepted by them, but so that we do not become a stumbling block for others coming to know Christ.

Salt and Light, Not Necessarily Nutella 🙂

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Christ’s promise that we will “be hated by all” verifies that Christ divides. In fact, His life was the biggest stumbling block to His very own people and community. When you choose to follow Christ and live by the truth of His Word, there will be people who don’t like it and may not be your friend because of it, regardless of what you try to do to reach out to them or show them love.

Here’s the bottom line: It’s not your job to get people to like you. It’s your job to follow Christ, to love Him even above your own reputation, and to love others in a sincere and even self-sacrificing way.

Following Christ means you can’t just go with the status quo and accept every perspective or worldview out there.

Following Christ will cost you something. It may cost you everything. This is proven by the early church, most of whom gave up their lives for the sake of the Gospel.

As Christians, we are called to be salt and light. Not a jar of Nutella. While Nutella is sweet and tasty, let’s not kid ourselves – it’s not necessary for life and definitely isn’t at the bottom of the food pyramid 🙂

Salt, on the other hand, seasons and preserves, brings out the best flavors, and also stings when it is placed in an open wound before it brings healing.

Light warms, causes growth, produces energy and life. However, it also exposes the dust on my mantle and the deeds that are done in darkness.

If you are living a normal Christian life, you’ll do all these things – season, preserve, and cause growth and life to spring up as well as sting and expose when it’s necessary.

No, you’re not going to make everyone happy – you’re not a jar of Nutella. But you can be something much greater…a salty, light-bearing lover of Christ. While one may bring the temporary satisfaction of people’s praises and acceptance, the other will bring eternal blessings and fulfillment.

 

 

What the Pilgrims Were Thankful For

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They risked their lives, many of them dying in the process, for something I often take for granted – freedom to worship.

Yes, more than men with funny hats and women in bonnets, these were radically courageous people joined together by one passionate, all-encompassing pursuit: freedom to worship their God in the way that believed was best.

The Faith of the Pilgrims

While the Church of England in the early 1600s said that no one could worship God unless it was in their prescribed way, some Christians in England responded by seeking to purify the Church from within – these were called Puritans. Others believed they could not stay with the COE and decide to separate themselves altogether from them. These were called Separatists. The Pilgrims were some of these Separatists.

As noted on Plimoth Plantation’s web page, “Faith of the Pilgrims,” upon preparing to leave England for Holland, Governor William Bradford wrote that Reverend John Robinson:

“…spent a good part of the day very profitably and suitable to their present occasion; the rest of the time was spent pouring out prayers to the Lord with great fervency, mixed with abundance of tears. And the time being come that they must depart, they were accompanied with most of their brethren out of the city, unto a town sundry miles off called Delftshaven, where the ship lay ready to receive them. So they left that goodly and pleasant city which had been their resting place near twelve years; but they knew they were pilgrims, and looked not much on those things, but lift up their eyes to the heavens, their dearest country, and quieted their spirits.” (This passage from Bradford’s manuscript Of Plymouth Plantation)
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Those on a Spiritual Journey

Hebrews 13:13-14 says, “Therefore let us go forth to Him, outside the camp, bearing His reproach. For here we have no continuing city, but we seek the one to come.

These pilgrims were just that – those on a journey. They didn’t allow their feet to sink too deeply into the soil of the earth, but their eyes stayed fixed on Heaven, their eternal home. And they lived for their Lord in spite of the great costs involved.

In fact, the first pilgrim child born on the Mayflower while it was docked at Cape Cod was named Peregrine White. Peregrine means “pilgrim, alien, wandering, coming from abroad.”

Something about their story has drawn me in to research and find out more about them this year. Something about what they endured – the great suffering, fears, trials, losses, and then…triumph and establishment of a new colony – it is just a beautiful story, screaming to be told and re-told again and again.

Because I want to live like that – eyes on things above.

I shuffle breathlessly into my church on Sunday morning, usually a few minutes late due to a child not finding their shoe or sippy cup. I enter and calm my mind to engage the Lord and His people as we worship Him together. And lately, and I hope more often now, I stop to bow my head and thank God for the freedom I have to worship Him in this country – realizing that freedom came with a cost – it began with the cost of 102 courageous yet probably scared men, women and children who sailed across the ocean to settle on the land which I live in today.

Thankful in Plenty or in Want

This Thanksgiving I remember them – those brave souls – and I dream, I wonder, what that first Thanksgiving celebration was like.

Many of them came to the table that first year bearing grave losses – losses of mothers, fathers, siblings, and children. Many of them were sick and tired and famished from the cruel winter they had just endured. But they had endured. And harvest had come.

I can imagine the tears flowing as they broke bread, sang hymns, prayed prayers of gratitude to the Lord.

What do you bring to the table this Thanksgiving, my friend? Perhaps you have suffered great loss this year. But you have endured. You are still alive. Maybe your future doesn’t seem bright – maybe you only have a glimmer of hope left. But you can choose to endure as the pilgrims did in spite of the difficulties you face.

Maybe you are full of joy, gushing out for all to see…your cup runs over. Bring your cup of thanks and pour it out with celebration this year.

Wherever this Thanksgiving finds you, we all have something to be grateful for. Take the time to find it, and you may be surprised at the joy that is unlocked in the process.

And, surrounded by your blessings, perhaps take a moment to pause and thank God for the freedom you have to Worship Him.

This post was originally published on  November 19, 2013.

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