Receiving Help

Where there is unbelief, there is no rest. Unbelief keeps me working in the hope that one day I will accomplish enough to be worthy of rest.  But rest is not the result of work, it is the result of faith.

Rest occurs when I trust that all the work is already done even though I wasn’t the one to do it.  My external behavior will always reflect my inner posture.  Am I struggling? Am I able to rest in the quality of the work done by someone else?  How often do I feel the need to follow up behind them to make sure the job was done according to my standard?  True rest comes to me when I do not think of myself more highly than I ought!

I am not the only one who can do a job right; and just because it was done differently than I would have done it, does not mean it was done wrong!  Arrogance won’t let me experience the rest that could come to me in the form of another person.  When I can let someone else do the work for me then I am entering the beginning stages of rest.  Peace occurs when I don’t heed the false need to improve upon the work they did.

It is important to receive a gift (or help) for what and how it is.  Help is not necessarily what I thought I needed, wanted or even asked for.  Like any gift, help is often given at the whim of the giver. To receive the nakedness of the gift that was given means I won’t try to exchange if for something else.  Only when a gift is fully received can it be fully revealed and thus appreciated.

God gives the gift of people.  Appreciation opens the gift, and its meaning and purpose is then cultivated over time. People are fragile (yet flexible) gifts and God intends careful handling.  His are good and perfect gifts to be engaged lovingly and respectfully at all times. As I look with wonderment at the differences between God’s gifts (people), I gain appreciation for His discernment of which gifts most compliment my being.

His gifts aren’t always an obvious pairing.  The seeming mismatch may be difficult to appreciate, but the unique perspectives are not without reason.   There is much to glean from each other’s point of reference.  We need not rush toward the agreement that may come later.  I am encouraged to enjoy the differences instead of trying to coerce conformity.

Spiritually speaking, there is no real work left to be done.  The only thing left is the rest.  There is a strong contrast between rest and work, love and law, desire and obligation.  Obligation feels hard, like work.  Desire feels easy, like rest.  I am meant to live in the ease of being myself and living in restful agreement with who I am.  From the place of true desire I can accomplish many things.  I may look busy but I live rested.

Rest is the satisfaction that comes at the end of a day well spent (not well earned).  To spend a good day is to draw generously from the bounty of eternal days within me.  I spend them freely because of my sense of abundance and belonging. Trying to earn a sense of satisfaction holds the limitations of a false sense of self and separation. Self-made good days come few and far between.

A day filled with true rest and peace is drawn from the awareness of inner faith; that place within me that knows that the Father has made all things well within me and that there is nothing in me that is not already making a full return to Him.  This is rest and peace; this is the atmosphere of grace that allows me to grow unhindered by the resistance of judgment and criticism.  I am finished.

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Grace-filled Seasons

Why does it seem that religion does not foster the same gracious embrace of spiritual seasons as is extended toward natural ones?  Every part of my life (spiritual growth, marriage, ministry, finance, social outreach, etc) undergoes the changing of the seasons – winter, spring, summer, and autumn are facts of life on every level.  Some years have more drought or pestilence than others – but I cannot make it rain or stop the locusts.  I can however, trust God in it all.

Winter is cold and uncomfortable by nature. It’s a fact – but I don’t turn on myself or question my heart just because it’s snowing outside!  I allow it to be what it is – a time of physical rest.  I rely on the food I gathered from a previous harvest without complaining that the ground is now frozen. I might sit by a fire and consider past mistakes, but I will also allow the hibernation of the season to repair the damage and to prepare me for the rigors of what the upcoming springtime will demand.

Spring is an active time of implementing the quiet insight and instruction I gained in the winter.  It requires spiritual and physical energy – for it is time to plow the ground that is newly thawed.  The ground may be fallow and in need of great fertilization before I can even plant my first seed…but it’s okay because it is spring and my energy is renewed!  I don’t feel daunted by the task in the way that I would if I were trying to “force myself” to do in winter what was intended for me to do in spring!

If winter is cold by nature then summer is hot! It requires frequent watering and weeding of the freshly planted crop.  The crop is in danger from the heat of the day and I protect it with my focused attention. Summer requires a lot of mental vigilance but it is also when I catch the first glimpse of the fruit of my labor. The seed sprouts and gives me hope.

Autumn is harvest time! I reap the reward of spring and summer.  I give thanks, eat the fruit, and store up for the winter that is surely coming again.

Allowing the seasons (both natural and spiritual) to be what they are is graceful.  God initiated the seasons and only He knows how long each one will last.  He isn’t asking me to live in perpetual spring.  He’s okay with winter, and drought, and flood, and locust, and the beauty of spring and summer and the changing colors of the fall.

If I don’t allow myself the experience of my own seasons then the whole cycle of my being goes off kilter.  I become susceptible to legalism and performance pressure as I try to “perform” outside of the season I am in. I may even misconstrue what I believe I hear God saying to me because of ingrained ideologies that suggest I should always be in “spring” mode.

Seasons are not criminal.   He leads me into the dark and lonely place just as surely as He leads me into the light.  There is a time for every season under the sun.  I won’t make “Christian promises” that I cannot keep.  He has promised to never leave me nor forsake me…but He never said I would never feel lonely or abandoned.  If He wields His sovereignty to wean me from the masses, it will feel incredibly lonesome.  The flesh remains fearful and in this dimension I remain in the flesh.  I will experience its tremors…but that’s okay.  Spirit triumphs and life always conquers death.  I will not remain in any tomb for too long.  The stone rolls away and resurrection occurs…again and again and again.

My beloved spoke, and said to me:
“Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away. For lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone. The flowers appear on the earth; the time of singing has come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land. The fig tree puts forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grapes give a good smell. Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away! O my dove, in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the cliff, let me see your face, let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely.”

Song of Songs 2:10-14 (NKJV)

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Resurrection Day!

 

 

 

 

 

Happy Resurrection Day to all my beloved.  I miss our traditional sunrise service and Easter breakfast.  I am happy that Michele and Eric are hosting their own; my heart aches to be there.  I will wake up early, go out on my deck, watch the sunrise, and celebrate my Lord’s resurrection and ascension!  I am with you in spirit!

The resurrection gives my life meaning and direction and the opportunity to start over no matter what my circumstances.  ~Robert Flatt

Easter says you can put truth in a grave, but it won’t stay there.  ~Clarence W. Hall

And he departed from our sight that we might return to our heart, and there find Him.  For He departed, and behold, He is here. ~St Augustine

Do not abandon yourselves to despair. We are the Easter people and hallelujah is our song. ~Pope John Paul II

Every character has an inward spring; let Christ be that spring. Every action has a keynote; let Christ be that note, to which your whole life is attuned. ~Henry Drummond

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One Another

Be devoted to one another in brotherly love.  Honor one another above yourselves.  Romans 12:10 NIV

Psalm 149:9 tells us that the Lord is the honor of all His saints.  Therefore, we honor Him as we honor one another.  Both love and honor are born in the heart.  As my heart yields to honor, the words of my mouth echo the love in my heart.

Other directives linked to the phrase ‘one another’ include:  love one another, prefer one another, receive one another, serve one another, forbear one another, teach one another, forgive one another, comfort one another, edify one another, exhort one another, consider one another, and admonish one another.

We are directed NOT to: judge one another, provoke one another, envy one another, devour one another, betray one another, or hate one another.  The term ‘one another’ levels the field to safeguard saints against self importance.  We honor people, gifts, positions, commissions, callings, and appointments – and those appointed are subject to the equalizing effects of the ‘one another’ scriptures to which we all subscribe.

1 Peter 1:22 talks about having unfeigned love for the brethren and Ephesians 4:15 asks me to speak the truth in love.  The Holy Spirit connected these verses to show me that until the love in my heart is unfeigned the truth spoken is as offensive as clanging brass – doing more harm than good, more dishonor than honor. If the intent is not pure then the noticeable absence of love becomes a stumbling block.  The reproof of truth will cut, not cure.  One word of correction from a heart filled with love is sweeter than all the world’s flattery.  Truth spoken in love prepares a heart for repentance.  Kindness is the tone of honor that coaxes a greater expression of Christ from each of us.

I want to live agreeable with who I am.  If Christ is my life then love is my highest form of self expression. I don’t want to bring correction to others because I think it’s what they need.  I want to speak truth because ‘love’ is who I am – with no expectation or demand for any particular reaction, response, or adjustment.   I simply want to be myself – submitted and subdued by love – and wholesome enough to leave the results up to Him.  I want to speak truth from an empathetic source that genuinely hurts when another hurts…not because the hurting human is offensive or inconvenient.

The Lord never leaves nor forsakes.  The flesh is present with its sin, rebellion, and carelessness yet it does not cause the Lord break fellowship with me.  Grace abounds and mercy triumphs.  Goodness is lavished and love continues to take the initiative toward me – the object of His affection. As I practice this same generosity it becomes impossible to withhold forgiveness from another.  Others need the same freedom that I need – that we might all attain full stature (Ephesians 4:13).  Every person is fighting a great battle.  Kindness is precious.

It is easy to show honor when I commit others into God’s care. It is easy to honor others when I realize God is in control. It is easy to show honor when I trust Christ in you.  It is easy to show honor when I look past the flesh.  It is easy to show honor when I believe we are equal and one in Christ.

Honor is revealed by the level of trust I extend toward you.  Honor breeds safety and fosters acceptance toward one another.  Honor opens the eyes to view the true ‘Christ heart’ of others.  Dishonor proceeds from the flesh and sees only flesh…missing the true view of who we are.   To show dishonor is to miss Christ – the one, only, and every reason we have to honor all men.  If I treat others as the representation of Christ even before they find Him or can see Him in themselves, then their discovery of Him is helped, not hindered.

Honor is armor and it disarms the enemy.  Dishonor is a form of unbelief.  The way I behave toward others will reveal my faith in union.  Do I believe that you are as Christ to me?  In looking at the flesh I refuse to see Him.  In so doing I dishonor myself, you, and the finished work of the cross…all because of unbelief.  Imperfect vessels are the habitation of His choosing and the place where His honor dwells! Honoring one another in the midst of frail human form is faith in action.

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