I have had a nagging feeling in my gut during the past few months that Christians are somehow missing the mark when fighting to protect their beliefs as rights through our government. I haven't quite been able to put my finger on what it is. I couldn't find clarity on what I was feeling until some things started to become very clear in the divisive talk and actions that flooded the last few weeks of this election.
People interpret scripture differently. I don't think there are two people on the planet who would find they have the exact same views on every verse in the Bible. We are unique and we have our own minds and experiences that shape our perceptions and understanding.
I believe that part of being separated from God is the confusion we experience because we are limited by our humanness from being able to fully experience or understand who God is. We don't like to feel confused. Confusion leads to fear that we're missing something. Fear makes us feel out of control. Too often in the church we decide to make certain unknowns 'known' by defining rules and understanding around things that God never intended us to get so wrapped up in.
I remember visiting my dad's side of the family when I was growing up and sitting with them at the dinner table while the adults would debate the topic of The Tribulation. The Tribulation is an idea that, in the end times, Christians will be heavily persecuted for their faith. Some people believe that God will snatch up all of the current Christians into heaven before The Tribulation begins and that because of that miraculous world event, many people will come to believe in God but will have to go through this horrific time of being abused, discriminated against, having no rights, and even being murdered, before God finally relents and wipes out all evil. Other people believe that Christians will not be rescued from The Tribulation, and still others think that maybe there is an answer somewhere in the middle. Of course, some believers don't believe in the idea of The Tribulation at all.
It was interesting to hear my dad and his siblings debate this topic. Some of them felt very strongly about their opinions and presented them as fact, others talked about teachers of the Bible who present reasons why it is actually wrong to believe anything but the conclusion they had come to. Some of them just weren't sure about the whole thing.
Who was right and who was wrong? Can any one of them prove in the world today what they thought they understood so clearly in the Scriptures? Is there really a black and white answer? Not feeling certain about something can leave us feeling too exposed and vulnerable. Our human tendency is to try to create peace and harmony in our souls by clarifying the unknown so that we don't feel afraid. Sometimes what we define as a 'known' for us, is not a 'known' for others. Sometimes we are taught our parents' 'knowns' and we grow up believing things to be certain having no idea that other people are not so certain. It is a strange thing, as a young adult, to suddenly realize that something you had no question about, is not that easy or clear for someone else.
Throughout history entire denominations and church affiliations have made decisions about what their black and white 'knowns' will be. They write value statements and membership agreements that clearly state what their beliefs are and the expectations they have for all who join their churches to believe in and abide by these 'knowns.' People feel safe when they surround themselves with others who all agree to be about the same things. People feel like the decisions they've made about what they 'know' to be true are validated when they join a church that has the same 'knowns.'
What, at first feels like inclusion and security inside of a group of believers who think like we think, can slowly fade into a club of exclusion, insecurity, and fear. This happens when we start to find more security in knowing that we know something, than the security we should be finding in knowing that all of us are loved by God and that God's truth cannot be undone by others who don't agree with us. When we start holding our beliefs as more sacred and more important than God's love for everyone, we begin to believe that we must make everyone believe and behave like we do. We forget that what was once a decision we made to define something a certain way might actually not be the only right way to define something. We feel threatened, defensive, and fearful when someone disagrees with us because we really liked the feeling we had in our gut that we had something all figured out and we didn't have to wonder about it anymore.
Churches can become places where people begin to police behaviors and beliefs so that the group as a whole conforms to the shared 'knowns' and everyone feels validated that they are doing it right. Church was intended to be a place of love and service and inclusion. It was never intended to be a place of required conformity. When behaviors become valued above all else, those who don't fall in line suddenly find themselves excluded from the group. They find themselves alone, isolated, feeling unloved and unworthy. Worst of all, they find themselves unwelcome in the Church. This is not the example I see from Jesus in the New Testament. I see a man who spent his ministry breaking down the 'knowns' and rebuking those who held the 'knowns' so sacred. I see a man who sought out those who didn't conform to the rules and embracing them and telling them they were loved by Truth Itself. I see a man who gave his life for ALL, including ALL who didn't look like, sound like, dress like, believe like, or worship like he did.
Please don't hear me say that I don't think there aren't any absolutes. I just don't think any of us should get so certain in our thinking that we think we are the ones who've figured out exactly what those absolutes are and everyone else deserves to be marginalized until they fall into line. If you have chosen faith in God stay humble enough to remember that you might not have it all right. You might not truly 'know' all the truths. And even if you do know something that really is true, remember that the highest commandment that God gave was to love God and to love others. Love comes first.
Christians in America have gotten so wrapped up in the sacredness of their 'knowns' that they have come to believe it is their duty to force compliance on everyone through our government. They truly believe that they are doing this for the best and good of all, but because they are making these laws based, ultimately, out of the fear that drove them to the absolutes they have claimed, they fear everyone who doesn't believe or behave the way they do. This fear leads them to know that first, they must be able to protect their rights so they must be free to own the weapons they will need if the majority decides to go against their 'knowns.' Jesus did not model this. He did not assume he needed to be able to defend himself. He also never said we shouldn't own weapons, but when his day came to face those who didn't believe as he did, he did not call for all around him to take up weapons and defend him. He remained humble and calm. He leaned into love and not fear. He sacrificed the desire to force everyone to understand his truth in the moment for the eternal impact he could have by sacrificing himself in Love instead.
Christians have also chosen the 'knowns' that feel the most affirming to their way of life and they band together to make those 'knowns' required for all. They believe that if everyone will just comply because they are forced to, then everyone will be better people. They forget that compliance doesn't create believers. Compliance doesn't offer salvation. And, compliance will never happen across the board. We were created individually and have lived unique experiences because God, in infinite wisdom and creativity, knows that God's glory can only be revealed in the infinite variety of life and love that is displayed throughout the world. And, every single person is imperfect so we will all mess up, choose selfishness, forget to love well and decide to live out of fear rather than love far more often than we should.
When Christians decide to police things they can't ultimately control, and then decide to alienate and shut out those who don't submit to the rules, they create battles that cannot be won. Change that matters does not happen with lots of rules that say 'don't.' Change happens when individuals say 'how can I help?' Outlawing abortion doesn't stop abortions from happening. Finding out why abortions are happening and finding ways to help women so that abortions are not needed stops abortions from happening. Telling people not to have sex before marriage doesn't keep that from happening either. Showing each individual their worth as a whole person who is loved and valued and who is more than their bodies, helps them to make wise decisions about what is best for them instead of making decisions out of desperation for connection that ends up being about nothing more than instant gratification. Assuming that people who worship a faith other than Christianity are evil doesn't make them evil, nor does it make them interested in learning about our faith. Calling someone evil because they don't think they way we do is something evil we do to others.
We discredit our faith when we believe we need to force compliance but teach a message of grace. We make our faith something to be feared and distrusted when we fear and distrust everyone who does not share our faith. We build walls that exclude and are founded in fear when we think that behaviors indicate the conditions of people's hearts and that we are charged with the responsibility to change those behaviors without first caring for those hearts.
Love meets people where they are.
Love listens to people's stories.
Love is curious and asks questions.
Love assumes the best of people and their intentions.
Love looks for common ground.
Love trusts God with outcomes.
Love values people and relationships.
Love seeks to follow Jesus' example.
Love includes everyone.
Love does not seek to defend itself at the cost of others.
Love does not need for everyone to look at behave one certain way.
Love does not need a Christian government to spread it's gospel message.
It takes a lot of selflessness to love well. It takes a different kind of love and energy to decide to seek to bring change through loving people in the mess of relationship over attempting to force their compliance through laws and legalism. Trying to force an entire nation to comply to the 'knowns' of a few (who might not have it all right) does not create unity or love. It does not bring about the desired outcome. In fact, it only serves to create more divisiveness, more fear, more broken relationships. Being a part of the side that perpetuates so much fear and judges so harshly just doesn't sound to me like being a part of the side that Jesus is on.
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Monday, October 3, 2011
In Spite of What I Don't Know
If you allow yourself to question one or two verses in the Bible that don't seem to be 'true' in light of your circumstances, odds are that you might start to question some more verses too. And, in spite of yourself, you may eventually find yourself asking the really big question, 'Is the Bible really the Word of God?' Yikes.
It just feels safer to never go there. The world is a lot prettier if it either makes sense or you just don't question it. A lot of Christians prefer to say 'we don't understand it all, but that's just how God designed it.' Well, what if you do start to question? What if, in spite of what you've been taught, you start to wonder? Does that make God mad? Is He offended by that?
I've done more questioning and doubting in the past couple of years than in all the rest of my life combined. And I feel more at ease with God than ever before as well. I haven't been struck by lightening. I haven't been cursed with the plague. I think God might just really love me. I think He likes it when I think and wrestle with hard questions. I think He has encouraged me to use a big shovel to dig down past all the stuff I've been told to believe- to find a treasure chest filled with what He really is. What is most true about Him has been buried in my heart underneath a whole lot of legalism and 'good ideas' and half-truths. And I'm finding that what's most tangible to me is His love. And what He most wants me to be about is His love. And that what I most desire from Him is His love.
I haven't made peace with the Bible yet. I'm not convinced that the earth is new. I think it might be older. I think that God may have created evolution as part of the cycles of this planet- but I don't know for sure. I'm not sure that we've interpreted a good deal of the Bible correctly. And if we haven't, then it's possible a whole heck of a lot of our doctrine is WRONG. I don't know, but maybe we've judged people for their lifestyle choices based on wrong interpretations. It's all a bit of a mess in my head right now. I still read the Bible. I still ask God about it. I still want to know. I'm just not sure I will.
Here's what I feel sure of- I don't have to know. I probably won't know this side of heaven. And if I can't be certain, than I surely shouldn't judge. I am only convinced of God's love for me. For you. That's it. That's all I feel like I know. And so, in light of that, I desperately want you to learn to love me as He does- without judgement. And I desperately want to learn to love you as He does- without judgement.
What if, in spite of what we don't know, we let God show us what He wants us to hold to? For me, right now, all I feel like I have to hold on to is His love and so- that is all I have to give. I still have to shove the debris out of the way a lot. I still get caught up in my old patterns of judging and thinking in black and white. But I feel most at peace when I'm abiding in His love and giving it away.
It just feels safer to never go there. The world is a lot prettier if it either makes sense or you just don't question it. A lot of Christians prefer to say 'we don't understand it all, but that's just how God designed it.' Well, what if you do start to question? What if, in spite of what you've been taught, you start to wonder? Does that make God mad? Is He offended by that?
I've done more questioning and doubting in the past couple of years than in all the rest of my life combined. And I feel more at ease with God than ever before as well. I haven't been struck by lightening. I haven't been cursed with the plague. I think God might just really love me. I think He likes it when I think and wrestle with hard questions. I think He has encouraged me to use a big shovel to dig down past all the stuff I've been told to believe- to find a treasure chest filled with what He really is. What is most true about Him has been buried in my heart underneath a whole lot of legalism and 'good ideas' and half-truths. And I'm finding that what's most tangible to me is His love. And what He most wants me to be about is His love. And that what I most desire from Him is His love.
I haven't made peace with the Bible yet. I'm not convinced that the earth is new. I think it might be older. I think that God may have created evolution as part of the cycles of this planet- but I don't know for sure. I'm not sure that we've interpreted a good deal of the Bible correctly. And if we haven't, then it's possible a whole heck of a lot of our doctrine is WRONG. I don't know, but maybe we've judged people for their lifestyle choices based on wrong interpretations. It's all a bit of a mess in my head right now. I still read the Bible. I still ask God about it. I still want to know. I'm just not sure I will.
Here's what I feel sure of- I don't have to know. I probably won't know this side of heaven. And if I can't be certain, than I surely shouldn't judge. I am only convinced of God's love for me. For you. That's it. That's all I feel like I know. And so, in light of that, I desperately want you to learn to love me as He does- without judgement. And I desperately want to learn to love you as He does- without judgement.
What if, in spite of what we don't know, we let God show us what He wants us to hold to? For me, right now, all I feel like I have to hold on to is His love and so- that is all I have to give. I still have to shove the debris out of the way a lot. I still get caught up in my old patterns of judging and thinking in black and white. But I feel most at peace when I'm abiding in His love and giving it away.
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Tuesday, March 10, 2009
In Spite of My Guilt
Mommy Guilt
Sinner's Guilt
Financial Guilt
Wasted Time Guilt
Laziness Guilt
Over-eater's Guilt
Wife Guilt
Letting Others Down Guilt
Unhealthy Choices Guilt
Wicked Thoughts Guilt
I have all of that and more. I carry around a burden of guilt that is unbearably heavy. And I can't just put it down because I have wallowed in it. I have tied it on. It is wrapped around and around. I must actually cling to it- as if my life depended on it.
WHY?
I don't know when it started. I know that there was a lot of legalism in my home growing up. There were a lot of rules and a lot of lectures. There was lots of guilt heaped on me. So, I assume that it began before I had a choice. But what about now? I know the truth. I've read the Bible and meditated on God's Word. I know, logically, that in Christ, there is NO CONDEMNATION. Christ didn't have to die twice on the cross for my sins- just once. I know that in my head, but it doesn't transfer. I see how fall short I fall from God's glory and I get stuck.
Lately my greatest burden of guilt is Mommy Guilt. The harder I try to do things right, the more often I mess up. I yell too much. I scream. I say hurtful things. I demand and expect. I am legalistic. I am becoming what I knew, or at least what I remember, as a child. Look at what it has turned me into.
WHY?
Why would I do to my precious children what I can look back and see was wrong with how I was parented? And, when I see how wrong it is and want so desperately to be different, why do I keep making the same mistakes over and over again?
I can't seem to find the answers to those questions right now. But I am determined to dive deep into the truth. I KNOW that my God will give me victory. I don't know when or how, and I don't know why it hasn't come yet. But I will continually believe Him for freedom from all this guilt. I will NOT let it win.
I keep listening to the lies that Satan whispers in my ear. And I keep telling myself things that I know aren't true. It is time for me to get back to what I KNOW TO BE TRUE. It is time for me to spend lots of time reading the 'Love Letter' God wrote to each of us, to me. I will saturate my heart and mind in His Word. And I will spend time having long talks with my Jesus. I know that I know that when I am filled up with Him and His Love that I will overflow with that love and truth in my parenting. I'm so looking forward to laying down this burden that is weighing me down in so many areas of my life.
And I'm sure that in spite of my guilt, God's love will overwhelm my soul and refresh my spirit.
Sinner's Guilt
Financial Guilt
Wasted Time Guilt
Laziness Guilt
Over-eater's Guilt
Wife Guilt
Letting Others Down Guilt
Unhealthy Choices Guilt
Wicked Thoughts Guilt
I have all of that and more. I carry around a burden of guilt that is unbearably heavy. And I can't just put it down because I have wallowed in it. I have tied it on. It is wrapped around and around. I must actually cling to it- as if my life depended on it.
WHY?
I don't know when it started. I know that there was a lot of legalism in my home growing up. There were a lot of rules and a lot of lectures. There was lots of guilt heaped on me. So, I assume that it began before I had a choice. But what about now? I know the truth. I've read the Bible and meditated on God's Word. I know, logically, that in Christ, there is NO CONDEMNATION. Christ didn't have to die twice on the cross for my sins- just once. I know that in my head, but it doesn't transfer. I see how fall short I fall from God's glory and I get stuck.
Lately my greatest burden of guilt is Mommy Guilt. The harder I try to do things right, the more often I mess up. I yell too much. I scream. I say hurtful things. I demand and expect. I am legalistic. I am becoming what I knew, or at least what I remember, as a child. Look at what it has turned me into.
WHY?
Why would I do to my precious children what I can look back and see was wrong with how I was parented? And, when I see how wrong it is and want so desperately to be different, why do I keep making the same mistakes over and over again?
I can't seem to find the answers to those questions right now. But I am determined to dive deep into the truth. I KNOW that my God will give me victory. I don't know when or how, and I don't know why it hasn't come yet. But I will continually believe Him for freedom from all this guilt. I will NOT let it win.
Therefore, there is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus, because through Christ Jesus the law of the Spirit of life set me free from the law of sin and death. Romans 8:1 (I will meditate on the entire chapter!)
I can do everything through him who gives me strength. Philippians 4:23 (I can even stop yelling.)I keep trying to stop this behavior with no success. I keep trying to NOT feel guilty. I think maybe I need to look at what I can do. I can fill my heart and mind up with the word of God. I can learn to know Him more. Love Him more. Dwell in Him more.
Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and
petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace
of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your
minds in Christ Jesus.
Finally brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right,
whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable- if anything is
excellent or praiseworthy-think about such things. Philippians 4:
6-8
Come near to God and he will come near to you. James 4:8
Hear my cry, O God; listen to my prayer. From the ends of the earth I callto you. I call as my heart grows faint; lead me to the rock that is higher than I. Psalm 61:1-2
I keep listening to the lies that Satan whispers in my ear. And I keep telling myself things that I know aren't true. It is time for me to get back to what I KNOW TO BE TRUE. It is time for me to spend lots of time reading the 'Love Letter' God wrote to each of us, to me. I will saturate my heart and mind in His Word. And I will spend time having long talks with my Jesus. I know that I know that when I am filled up with Him and His Love that I will overflow with that love and truth in my parenting. I'm so looking forward to laying down this burden that is weighing me down in so many areas of my life.
And I'm sure that in spite of my guilt, God's love will overwhelm my soul and refresh my spirit.
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Tuesday, February 3, 2009
In Spite of My Grief
I didn't really know grief until Nandinie died. I had experienced losing my grandparents and that was hard- but not devastating.
My life has been pretty and easy. It has been happy and blessed. It has been sheltered.
And then grief happened to me.
It was a complete surprise. I didn't even know that Nandinie was sick until she was already gone. And she hadn't ever been here with us. She was still in Haiti. So even the depth of my grief was a surprise, as we didn't really know her or have a relationship with her. We only had our hopes and dreams of her and the love we felt for her because she had been born in our hearts the moment we said yes to adopting her.
People who have not experienced devastating losses in their lives can sympathize with someone who is grieving, but not empathize. There is a difference and I learned that after she died. I have been forever changed. I am now a momma who has lost a child. I am part of that group. And so is her birth momma.
I realize now that this culture doesn't know what to do with grieving people. We are uncomfortable with them. We want them to STOP grieving so that we can stop being uncomfortable. How do you stop something that overtakes you in spite of you? God told us to expect both. Both are NORMAL. Neither is wrong or out of place in this lifetime.
My life has been pretty and easy. It has been happy and blessed. It has been sheltered.
And then grief happened to me.
It was a complete surprise. I didn't even know that Nandinie was sick until she was already gone. And she hadn't ever been here with us. She was still in Haiti. So even the depth of my grief was a surprise, as we didn't really know her or have a relationship with her. We only had our hopes and dreams of her and the love we felt for her because she had been born in our hearts the moment we said yes to adopting her.
People who have not experienced devastating losses in their lives can sympathize with someone who is grieving, but not empathize. There is a difference and I learned that after she died. I have been forever changed. I am now a momma who has lost a child. I am part of that group. And so is her birth momma.
I realize now that this culture doesn't know what to do with grieving people. We are uncomfortable with them. We want them to STOP grieving so that we can stop being uncomfortable. How do you stop something that overtakes you in spite of you? God told us to expect both. Both are NORMAL. Neither is wrong or out of place in this lifetime.
There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under heaven;
a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance...
Ecclesiastes 3: 1-4 NIV
There are other cultures that do a better job of joining someone on a journey thru grief. And, I believe that we used to do a better job too. There were periods in history when people who were in mourning wore clothing that announced to the world that they had lost someone close to them. People didn't try to hide that life was hard or ignore that someone was hurting. It was known at a glance. And they might have worn their mourning clothes for several months or maybe even a year or longer. It must have been a comforting reminder to a hurting person that it was still okay and even expected that he or she put on those clothes and remember their grief and the life of the person they lost as they also took time to heal.
I'm not saying that is the answer- or that there aren't down sides to that idea. I just think we don't know how to let ourselves grieve for as long as it takes or to let someone else grieve as they need to.
I'm not saying that is the answer- or that there aren't down sides to that idea. I just think we don't know how to let ourselves grieve for as long as it takes or to let someone else grieve as they need to.
As I cried out to God and sought for answers in the Bible in those first few weeks after her death, I came to understand a passage of scripture that hadn't ever made sense to me before. In the book of John, chapter 11, Jesus learns that His very dear friend, Lazerus is ill and even dying. But He doesn't go to him. He then learns that he has died, and so He goes to see Lazerus' sisters. His sisters are so confused and angry in their grief that Jesus didn't come before it was too late to heal their brother.
As Jesus sees Mary weeping, He experiences, as a human man, the anger of grief and the sorrow and He, too, weeps. He then asks to be taken to the grave where Lazerus was buried. As He saw the grim reality of a tomb and thought of His own friend lying in there He wept again. And after He had wept, He raised Lazerus from the dead.
I never understood why He grieved, why He wept, when He knew that He was going to raise Lazerus from the dead. And, what I have come to believe is born out of my own experience and not necessarily the why. (I may ask Him when I get to heaven if I'm even close.) But I believe that in that moment, as He saw someone who He loved grieving that gut-wrenching grief that feels unbearable, that Jesus, the Son of God, felt as a human, but also as God- the overwhelming grief of every person on this earth who has or ever will grieve the loss of a loved one. He wasn't grieving the loss of Lazerus. He knew Lazerus was going to come back to life. He was empathizing with each one of us who knows that pain. He felt the pain, He understood it as a man and as a God who sees all our pain, and He grieved in empathy for Mary and for me and for you.
I experienced my God and my Savior in a new way on the day that that story made more sense to me. I experienced my God as empathetic in a tangible way for me.
There will never be an explanation that feels okay to my human mind for why sweet Nandinie died in October. Please don't tell me a reason why. It won't help. However, my God has proved Himself to me over and over and I can trust that He knows best and He knows why. I am at peace knowing that He knows. I can also see how He is using her death to bring glory to His name and to continue to grow me into a child who looks more like her Father. That doesn't answer why, but it does bring some beauty out of the ashes.
In spite of my grief, His love, His empathy, His comfort and peace, overwhelm my soul.
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