Tag: faith

Deserving

Deserving

You love Jesus. But, do you let Jesus love you? Yikes. That’s a tough question. It hits to the core, doesn’t it? We say we love Jesus but do we allow Jesus in to love us? I don’t think many of us have stopped to 

Flashback Friday: 15

Flashback Friday: 15

Fifteen years. Seems like a lifetime. Seems like a blink of an eye. Scott and I were married 15 years ago. We had a six year dating adventure before we walked down the aisle. While I feel like we have been together for a lifetime 

It’s a Hard-Knock Life

It’s a Hard-Knock Life

Life is hard sometimes, isn’t it? If we aren’t facing challenges in our personal lives, we witness hardships in others’ lives.

Alcoholism

Financial Distress

Anger

Fear

Distrust

Anxiety

Depression

Insecurity

Miscarriage

Marital strife

Broken Relationships

There’s my list. These are things that feel broken; that make me feel lost and unworthy. If I’m not careful, they will own me. This list will be the author of my story if I let it in. And let me be clear, it will come in. This list will beat the door in and take over.

If I let it.

It’s easy for me to get wrapped up in the hard. I find myself resting in the difficult finding comfort where there is none. When goodness shines its light into my life, it can be difficult to grasp. Like a sunbeam shining through the window, I cannot grab hold of the light. It slips right through my fingers.

I can’t grasp the goodness because I lack belief: believing that God wants to and will do good things in and through my life. I get comfortable in my distress. I choose to stand on the edge of the cliff at all times waiting to fall into the trench not realizing that not every good things ushers in a bad thing in the next season.

Accepting blessings, allowing life to truly be good, can be hard for me. I remember the hard all too often and forget the redemption and the RedeemerGod desires to bless me and you. He doesn’t want us to sit in our difficult times. He mourns right alongside us when our hearts are broken. He is eager to see our healing. Why then, is it so hard to get to the other side and receive His goodness?

Fear.

Control.

Comfort.

When we live in the hard, we deny His grace. When we live in a constant state of panic and crisis, we deny His power. Yes, this life surly can be hard. Difficulties will come. James chapter one talks all about the trials of this life. However, the Bible is full of redemption, grace, and new beginnings. We get laser-focused on the hard and lose sight of the good relinquishing power to our trauma instead of our Healer. We steal His glory and make it our own, shining a light on our hardships instead of His goodness. 

We need to allow God to get us from destruction to healing. His power must infiltrate our lives opening our hearts to a life fulfilled not condemned. God never intended for you and I to live in constant crisis. There is no power, control, or comfort in this space. Instead, fear resides here. Don’t let it take over.

There is power in the name of Jesus. Let that power run through your veins. Let the light bring warmth to your face. Feel it. Live it. Heal from it.

Heal me, O Lord, and I will be healed; save me and I will be saved, for you are the one I praiseJeremiah 17:14

Love & Blessings,

Meg

Flashback Friday: Tattered Pieces

Flashback Friday: Tattered Pieces

One of the criminals who were hanged there was hurling abuse at Him, saying, “Are You not the Christ? Save Yourself and us!” But the other answered, and rebuking him said, “Do you not even fear God, since you are under the same sentence of 

Fear the Future

Fear the Future

Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes?  Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow 

Take Me To Church: Flashback Friday

Take Me To Church: Flashback Friday

I was sitting at Starbucks typing away and doing some research when a party of four sat down next to me. It was crowded and the tables were close. The two couples chatted about general life stuff for the first ten minutes or so. Yes, I was eves-dropping. Like I said, they were sitting VERY close. The conversation then turned serious. One of the men needed to talk through some junk that was happening at their church. He began expressing concern about how the church was using their finances and how the pastoral staff was leading the congregation. The discussion continued and I had to leave. I didn’t hear how they handled their issues or if they came to any resolution. I’ve heard many church conversations before: the church hurt someone, ignored someone, back-stabbed another, didn’t meet the needs for a particular person, and so on. This little church debate in Starbucks got my mind spinning: What is the church’s role anyway?

I first went to church with a friend in high school. My parents were not church goers, so it was just me. I invited my dad to join me once and warned him about the strange hand-raising that occurred during worship. I was worried he’d think I was part of some strange cult and yank me out of there. Thankfully, he wasn’t as weirded out as I thought he’d be. He stayed and eventually found his own hand-raising church.

Church can be mysterious. Church can be messy and ugly full of feelings of disgust and hate. Church can bring out the very best and the very worst in people. Church unites and divides. Church breaks us down and builds us up. Church can be very powerful yet ineffective; prideful yet humble. Church can alienate. Church can help someone feel like they are finally loved or an outcast. Church is many things to many people.

What was the intention behind church? Did God create church? What was His vision?

So Christ himself gave the apostles, the prophets, the evangelists, the pastors and teachers, to equip his people for works of service, so that the body of Christ may be built up until we all reach unity in the faith and in the knowledge of the Son of God and become mature, attaining to the whole measure of the fullness of Christ. Then we will no longer be infants, tossed back and forth by the waves, and blown here and there by every wind of teaching and by the cunning and craftiness of people in their deceitful scheming. Instead, speaking the truth in love, we will grow to become in every respect the mature body of him who is the head, that is, Christ. From him the whole body, joined and held together by every supporting ligament, grows and builds itself up in love, as each part does its work. Ephesians 4:11-16

If I look into God’s Word and study His vision for fellowship and His church I see a place where people are nurtured and loved in such a way that they radiate the light of Jesus. Church is not a denomination. Church is not a building. Church is not a set of rules that will get you into Heaven. Church is not an experience. Church can be all these things but it doesn’t have to be all these things. Church is a place where people come together in all their mess united for Christ purposefully building one another up for the Kingdom.

There are ideologies out there that require rituals in order to gain Christ’s acceptance and church membership. Some churches create by-laws for by-laws that must be followed or you’re out. Some places of worship close their doors on those that are different, dirty, poor, addicted, or royally messed up. This is not church.

Our churches are being led by worn-out underpaid servants who love so deeply they have a tendency to run themselves into the ground for the betterment of the congregation. The same people tend to volunteer week after week. Mercy and grace are needed and deserved, but rarely felt. We know deep down that our souls long for something like church but we don’t know how to let go and get to that place. Walking into a building in which vulnerability is a requirement frightens us. But, it is so needed. We were created for connection.

Don’t give up on church. God knew we’d need each other, thus creating the Church. Let’s not forsake the art of gathering with one another to learn from each other, challenge one another, forgive, give grace, be kind, and give rest. Let us create a space where vulnerability is celebrated and not scary; where love and grace are endless. Unity does not mean sameness. It means power in the differences. Let’s bring our differences to the one place they have the most value: church and build His kingdom on Earth as it is in Heaven. Amen.

Love & Blessings,
Meg

 

Have you ever been jaded by church? Me too.
Wounds

Wounds

Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is 

Switch

Switch

Do you remember that State Farm commercial where they asked us what life would be like if nothing went wrong? They showed cars driving every which way through the intersection and kids riding their bikes through traffic. The point was that this is not reality 

Whoa!

Whoa!

I got in my car and got situated. I picked up my phone and started looking for a podcast. I don’t listen to the radio. I have no patience for commercials. I either listen to Spotify or a podcast. But today was different. The song on the radio caught my attention and I decided I needed to listen. So, Ieft the radio on.

I ended up turning the radio down for a minute to pray. I had to get some stuff off of my chest. I was allowing some words to become truths in my life and I needed to shut them down. I prayed that God would break the chains of the lies I was believing: fear, worry, anxiety, doubt, feeling jaded. I was holding onto a lot. I needed to break free.

Of course, I cried. If you have been with me long enough, you know this is a natural response. I am a crier. So, I cried to God to break the chains of the words that encapsulated me and said, “Amen”. I turned the radio up just as one song was ending and another beginning. I started to sing along out of habit not really hearing the words.

All of a sudden, I heard what I was singing.

“My chains are gone

I’ve been set free

My God, my Savior, has ransomed me”

Say what?!?! I pray asking God to break my chains and then this song comes on? I couldn’t believe it. Yes, I was a puddle of tears.

All I wanted yesterday was to be set free of the chains that came in the form of words and have a boring day. I had had enough excitement lately. I prayed. God answered. Immediately.

So often we think God doesn’t hear us or must not be listening. We search and search for answered prayer only to come up empty. What we don’t realize is that we are usually searching in the wrong places. He answers. We just have to open our ears and our hearts to see.

It took me a minute to really truly hear the words in that song. Whether a Christian or not, everyone knows the words to Amazing Grace. It’s one of those songs you sing out of pure memory not thinking about the lyrics. I am so glad I finally listened.

God wants to break those chains that are enslaving you. He wants to set you free of the control they have over you. He wants to show himself to you and that he is very much at work in your life. Will you slow down enough to notice? Will you listen?

Freedom is on the other side. It is waiting for you. What is preventing you from getting to that place. Pray. Ask God to show you. I promise you he will show up just as he did for me in my car. You only need to notice. He is there. He is near.

Love & Blessings,

Meg

Amazing grace! How sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me!
I once was lost, but now am found;
Was blind, but now I see.

’Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved;
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed.

Through many dangers, toils and snares,
I have already come;
’Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far,
And grace will lead me home.

The Lord has promised good to me,
His Word my hope secures;
He will my Shield and Portion be,
As long as life endures.

Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
And mortal life shall cease,
I shall possess, within the veil,
A life of joy and peace.

The earth shall soon dissolve like snow,
The sun forbear to shine;
But God, who called me here below,
Will be forever mine.

When we’ve been there ten thousand years,
Bright shining as the sun,
We’ve no less days to sing God’s praise
Than when we’d first begun.

Muddy Shoes

Muddy Shoes

I didn’t want to tell this story. It seems a little cliche to write about how God showed up in a traumatic event. It’s like when a message is given at church and then we sing that perfect tear-jerker song after that message. It just