I been worryin’ that my time is a little unclear
I been worryin’ that I’m losing the one’s I hold dear
I been worryin’ that we all live our lives in the confines of fear.
Fear – Ben Howard
Good morning, beautiful loves…
Happy Sabbath ❤
Breathing in and out as I give this day to God in the stillness of this morning, re-releasing all of the things that have kept me up praying. Every day is a ‘do over’ and ‘try again’ and ‘start anew’ beginning for this girl. I’m always a work in progress. Never done, never anywhere close to perfect. But always his daughter. Always His Beloved.
And every day is another day to live for Him and show and teach my boys and love on my boys and inspire them to do the same… Amazing, daunting, incredible, precious, hard — all.the.things. And to be and do all of that for others too. We are to be Jesus. Just that. Some days that smacks me in the face more than others. Lately, it’s been hitting me pretty hard. Maybe that’s why I’ve been having so many headaches…
Our world has always contained so much evil. Sin entered in and it took off like pink eye in preschool. Along with the rest of you, this girl has put on her armor and fought these Goliaths for so long — but this new apathy, this new level of ignorance, this new blind following of hate has shocked even me. But none of this is really new at all now, is it? In fact, it’s very, very old. And maybe that is what makes it even more heart breaking and disturbing. We’ve been here. And the cost to humanity has been horrific.
I’ve always been told to be the “good evangelical Christian girl.” Be quiet. Look nice. Memorize your Bible verses. Go to church. Do the right thing. Be the good daughter, sister, submit and serve. Always submit to and do not question authority. That’s what being a good Christian is all about. Whether that authority is beating you, raping you, and emotionally abusing you — you just take it. Because that’s your cross to bear. Because you are less than as a daughter of Eve. In fact, you are quite nothingless. Shut up, and try not to breathe so loud. Don’t cry. And maybe if you prayed more and thought better thoughts and tried harder to be a better person, you wouldn’t make your Dad so mad and people would like you a little bit more. Don’t rock the boat. You’re blessed to be on it. God didn’t make this world for you. You were an afterthought. A need for a man. And you will be used accordingly. Did you say something? Did you have a question? An idea? Didn’t think so. And if you did — it was wrong and stupid. And you will be punished for it. All of your thoughts and ideas are bad. Do not be subversive. You will be silenced. This ideology was my life for over half of it. I daily fight these voices. Minute by minute, breath by breath, by the grace of a very mighty God.
Yet, miraculously, through this all — God was always there. And every morning I get to wake up to Him. And every night I go to sleep and he holds me and he reminds me of his never-ending and never stopping love for me. And the even BIGGER miracle in all of this is that somehow, every day growing up in this mess of lies and abuse and filth of untruths — He never let me go — and a fire burned in my heart for MY Jesus (not for who my Father and Mother said God was), and I dared to question my parent’s God and I held on to my faith–white knuckles as they tried to drive it out of me. I understand now that the fire — which danced on the disciple’s heads and Jesus promises his followers and all of us in John — was and is the Holy Spirit. He was always my peace, my protector, my comforter. He was and IS always with me. I am very aware of this very real relationship. It’s one that I thank God for daily. Through tears and so.much.joy. I was raised by the Holy Spirit. 🙂 I owe my God so much! I truly AM because HE IS. My living and breathing is a testament to his existence. I am nothing but his girl. No other strength but His scraped me through all of those days upon days and years upon years. I will praise His name forever. I would have never known love or known how to love without his mercy and grace. He is my forever miracle, my savior. ❤
This world is a battle zone. It’s been for me since I was a little. And yes, I get tired of fighting, but we’re not ever alone — ever — and we’re not here solely to make cupcakes and ride unicorns (although, I DO bake a lot and really, really love unicorns and all things magical 😉 ). And we can and SHOULD experience and take in joy. Yes, of course, YES!!! But we also can not be ignorant that a battle rages on every day — and this battle takes the full armor of God. It always has, but we need to be even more aware and mindful now. Which can also be viewed in a positive way. I am even more mindful of what I say and am trying to be even more giving and active to show what I believe and BE that. Love is a verb, after all. I want my boys so see this, not just hear it come out of my mouth in our Bible studies and devotions. I want our home life and action to drown out the hate — or at the very least, be their daily example of good. ❤
And I want to encourage them to be subversive in a world that is championing blind following to hate spewing leadership. What does that word actually mean? Webster defines subversive as “an adjective meaning tending or intending to overthrow”. We are tending to or intending to overthrow evil and injustice every day of our lives on this planet. Yes, yes we are. And there are SO many evils and injustices every where. It can be absolutely overwhelming! And our Jesus was one of the most subversive leaders of his time. This can be done respectfully and lovingly. It doesn’t involve violence or meanness! I want them to be subversive and brave — to fearlessly raise their voices in the face of injustice and cruelty — to never, ever just stand by when civil rights are threatened or when any one person or people seem to think it is acceptable to place value or call “better than” status on human beings for any reason what so ever. This is never okay. This will never BE okay. And we will be called all kinds of names for standing up in love. For being love and giving in love to others who are deemed misfits and marginal. Because bigotry, sexism, racism, etc. — those words are filled with hate and blame. They are exempt of love, justice, or peace of any kind. But we don’t back down from that kind of evil. Because that’s not why we’re here. We’re HERE to be like Christ…
And what does the Bible have to say about these things?
First and foremost, we have only to look to the cross and Jesus’s sacrifice for us. ALL of us. Not just white, privileged men. But all of us. Jesus was neither white, nor privileged, himself. He was about as big of an outcast as they come. Even by the church. Our subversive Jesus. Our rebel Lord. ❤
Galatians is an excellent place to go. “There is neither Jew nor Greek, slave nor free, male nor female, you are all one in Christ Jesus.” Galatians 3:28 We are all one. Doesn’t get any clearer than that.
And this: The entire law is summed up in a single command: ‘Love you neighbor as yourself.'” Galatians 5:14 (not just your white neighbor, not only if you believe in your neighbor’s religion, not if your neighbor isn’t gay or disabled, etc. — just LOVE YOUR NEIGHBOR). We’re all neighbors. And we don’t get to pick who’s worthy of that love. Jesus died for all of us. And since he made that sacrifice, I’ll leave the judgment part up to him. I’m pretty messed up myself. And loving people, just as he did, is the BEST way to bring people TO him. I’ll follow HIS example. ❤
Look up the word love in the Bible. It’s everywhere. It’s a humbling experience to read all of those verses. Very humbling. This family has LOTS of work to do. We have not even remotely TOUCHED the surface of these verses. ❤
I also appreciated these thoughts expressed by Stephanie Lape:
In terms of ethics, I don’t care who is President or what they say or stand for – each of us stands before God, accountable for our actions. I am the most imperfect person saying this, so I do not intend to speak from a place of superiority or hypocrisy. But let it be known that racial hatred is crystal clear in Scripture. It is not okay. Neither is denigration of women. Neither is oppression of the poor or “alien” among us. There is a lot unclear in Scripture, but not these things. God makes a preferential stand for whoever is the outsider, so get on their side in solidarity and – in concrete, observable ways – stand with the oppressed for their dignity and justice. Refuse to speak words or commit actions of hatred, but stand for courageous love of neighbor. Jesus did this even unto death. This is the Christian call.
Again, I am not your model, God knows. I fail many more times than succeed. But if you are a Christian, Jesus is your model. Kingdom values are very clear. Get up again with me and by the grace of God let’s live them out in our real lives. This is not partisan. This is Gospel.
We are called to be Christ. Period. ❤
And I have began to think about some of my other subversive heroes in history, and talking to the boys about those people, those soldiers of his light and love. Corrie ten Boom was one that came to mind immediately. If you ever get a chance to read “The Hiding Place”, please do so. Life changing, faith building of the most resolute kind. She, herself, was not Jewish (she was very much a Christian), but she stood up to the genocide and hid them and saved so many lives. Subversive, radical love!!! ❤
One thing I keep reminding my children and husband is that we’re really quite fortunate to feel safe right now. As a woman who has experienced sexual violence, abuse, and assault, I have felt traumatized by Trump’s words in ways that others do not understand and don’t even remotely try to understand (rape culture has become so mainstream like so many integrated and culturally accepted evils — ‘just get over it already, bitch, every guy talks like that’)– but I also am fully aware that I don’t feel the intense gravity of this situation like so many of you do. This is where all of that incessant prayer comes in. It’s our greatest power. It really and truly is. Don’t diminish that, loves. Our God is all-powerful and He is the one in charge. ❤
Ultimately, my family GETS TO feel this way–this overall sense of safety. So many people are not experiencing this same feeling for their future and their children’s future. However, that doesn’t mean we don’t speak out and speak up and be a voice in all of this evil noise. Wrong is STILL wrong even if it’s not directly affecting us. Because, actually, loves — it is. We are ALL a apart of humanity. We are ALL we. So this IS us. We all belong to each other in that we are brothers and sisters in this thing called life — connected by the air we breathe, the hearts that beat with purpose towards the goal of living this thing out together in some sacredness of existence — can we at least agree that life has some sacredness left??? So when you come for all of the excluded, you come for us. And as a girl who has always been one of the excluded — even by her own family, by God, you come for me…
And even if so many of our neighbors (and we love you so much too, we love the ALL of us ❤ ) are screaming and yelling at us — ‘quiet, you bunch of cry babies, what he’s saying isn’t really THAT big of a deal’ — I ask you, what if we changed those words around in Trump’s ‘not so big of a deal’ hate rhetoric? What if we replaced the word “Christian” for Muslim, if we replaced the word “white” or “Caucasian” for Hispanic or Black or alien, if he made fun of disabled or beaten or raped “animals” (ex — cute little puppies, as we seem to have more sympathy for animals these days) instead of humans — how high would our meter of outcry and outrage be for the things he has said and is saying?! ‘Well he wouldn’t be THAT dumb!’ (this was an actual conversation I had with someone…) And then they came for me…
My point is — and gets lost when trying to explain it but is really SO very simple — you do NOT trample on the sanctity of what it means to be who and what we are and the beauty and ornate preciousness that is in that diversity. You don’t mock that. You don’t disrespect that. You don’t get to assign VALUE to that. You are not God. We may believe in different versions of that being, but YOU — you, sir — are not Him.
And I have to believe, I have to hold on to the faith that we — as God’s children — can be better than this. We will be courageous and brave and I know, I know that ultimately LOVE wins. I know the ending to this. It’s not dark, it’s not gloomy — it’s actually quite full of light and victory. We are overcomers. “And his commands are not burdensome, for everyone born of God overcomes the world.” 1 John 5:4.
Yet while we’re here, we’re growing and forever learning how to be more like him — and oh how much growing we can do in all of this, right? How much MORE we can learn to be like Jesus! ❤
“What ever we learn here on earth, however we grow or do good, it is all to become more like Christ. When we wait, we have the particular gift of allowing the Holy Spirit to build in us the fruit of His Spirit. When you abide and wait, you are uniquely pliable because you are living in trust and fixing your eyes on what is unseen.” (Connolly and Morgan, Wild and Free)
And as Corrie ten Boom states to eloquently in “The Hiding Place”,
“Never be afraid to trust an unknown future to a known God.”
And He has always and forever been my hiding place, when this all gets to be too much — as it invariably does from time to time. We are to live in the world but not be of it. To carry each other’s burdens, but not to be all consumed by them. To love, to have empathy, to feel and have compassion, but not let is swallow us alive. This is so deeply, deeply hard for me. Darkness can be so engulfing. We must make a minute by minute, conscious effort to walk and live and breathe with him — for this girl, it is holding his hand all.the.time. Because it’s not by my strength or by my fixing. And I try to do this without him if I’m not reaching for him constantly. It’s all Him. And I want it to be all OF him. “His will is our hiding place. Lord Jesus, keep me in your will.” Corrie ten Boom
Because this isn’t about me. It’s never about me. Or it gets bitter. It gets angry. It gets to be about what I deserve, what I’m owed, or what I want and what I’ve been through. And it’s not about any of those things. Ever. It’s about living Jesus. It’s about love. It’s ALWAYS about love. It’s about giving. It’s about making sure others see him and know him and feel all of that never-ending, never stopping, never giving up love. It’s about my me-ness not getting in the way of all of that. It’s about humility. And wow, there’s just not much example of that anywhere so I really, really need to be mindful of that for my children. It’s also about forgiveness. And again, that’s not by MY strength. That is also an incredible and miraculous gift from my Father. “It is not on our forgiveness anymore than our goodness that the world’s healing hinges, but on His. When He tells us to love our enemies He gives, along with the command, the love itself.” (Corrie ten Boom, The Hiding Place). He gives us so much. And gives us the gifts we need to keep on giving, loving, and forgiving. ❤ All of this is nothing short of everyday miracles. Can I get an halleluiah? ❤
And praise God for his miracles. That happen every single day. In you. In me. In our children. When we show up for Him. When we show up for each other. When we bravely and courageously choose to be subversive disciples of love. When we understand that His kingdom work is hard, but his walk and sacrifice was harder still. We will never understand pain or persecution like that. And we want to make him proud. So proud of us. Even though he is. And we don’t have to. We just love him so much we want to. And we love our brothers and sisters so much we will. We’ll love them ALL — all the way up to heaven. Because I want us all to be there. Praising our heavenly Father. In whom we are ALL worthy.
So, let’s try this love thing. Hate has played itself out in history far too many times. It’s never turned out well. I’m pretty sure that’s the biggest understatement I have ever made. Let’s fearlessly and relentlessly love. Just like our Jesus. Who also fearlessly died. So that we COULD do this love thing. For him. All for him. Not just for certain people. But for all of us. Because he had the subversive and radical notion to see the world as an us. I really, really love that God-man. ❤
Prayers for all of us. He’s got us. And we’re good. Even when the world screams otherwise. Take care. Take heart. Remember, the battle’s already been won. But we’ll continue to walk in his footsteps to remind the devil that his day is coming… ❤
Love you. ❤