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Yikes!  It doesn't take much to get the stress levels rising these days.  Just waking up to check the weather turns into newsfeed streams of protests, natural disasters, COVID and other hot topics that seem to drag one into a spiral that leads to despair.  

What's the remedy for surviving life in 2020?  I'd suggest there are several tools that would help us all cope, but if looking for a long term solution for stress, be it 2020, 1920 or 2220 ... the only solution this writer has come to find effective, long lasting, and sustainable is turning to the Creator and His Word.


I know.  That sounds so 1985 Sunday School"ish".  However, I've got over 30 years of doing life with Jesus to back up my hypothesis.  God truly is the foundation for everything in our lives.  To deny His ability to set my spiritual GPS in this crazy life to His ways is to go through life with deficit.


In ancient Israel, there was a King, King David, who was spectacular.  His reign ushered in a new era in the life of the Hebrew people.  He had, at his disposal, anything he needed.  Yet, he was so in tune with the Creator God that he had a rhythm of life that caused him to default to seeking God.  Enemies on the horizon?  Seek God.  His deference to seeking the divine brought him great success.  Was he crisis free?  No way.  However, when the crisis crept onto the front porch, he knew to whom he could ask what to do for help.


I am learning to reset my default to defer to the Divine.  I'm a 3 on the Enneagram.  I'm a Melancholy based on the four temperaments personality test.  I like order and structure and planning and security.  Good luck trying to keep all of that in check in 2020!  I know I can't find nor keep order, structure, plans or security on my own.  I certainly know I can't find nor keep order, structure, plans for security externally.  I can only depend on the sure foundation of faith in a Creator who's very nature IS order, structure, plans and security.  King David knew that.  


On any given day, there is so much chaos surrounding our lives that we will run ourselves silly and probably to the funny farm trying to chase order, structure, plans, and security.  We can work harder.  We can try to figure it all out on our own.  But oh, dear friend, I can assure you that all the work and all the strategy to try to figure out life on your own will result, %100 of the time, in failure.

So I've given a lot of words to define a delima and propose a solution.  Lovely.  But what does that look like in the life of a human?  Last week, this human was living a week full of hard.  If you go to my post you can read for yourself the issues we faced squarely in the face.  This side of a treacherous week, I can tell you we survived.  We didn't work harder.  We didn't try harder to figure everything out.  We surrendered.  I, personally, knew I was powerless to muster my own sanity.  I turned, very often without words but rather with deep despair in my inner self, to recite prayers to the One who could give me exactly what I needed.  And guess what, He did!  I am here.  I am alive.  I am not bound by the adrenal rush of stress.  I am living in a place of peace because I took my trouble to a loving Father and He carried me.


What's your stressors today?  I can assure you, if you have a relationship with God through Jesus Christ, He can carry them.  Place them ... or hurl them if you need to ... into his capable hands.  His return is peace.  And oh my word, don't we need peace in a time like we are living?!


Be blessed ... 


Church!  Wake up!  


How do you walk through a global pandemic?


I'm a simpleton, but to me the answer has to be:  walk.  You walk it out.  The alternatives are to take a passive approach and do nothing or an aggressive approach and try to rush the process.  In either case, you miss the process.  Be it pandemic or grief or loss or pain it all has to be processed if we are to come out on the other side in health.


I find myself walking two lanes of feelings while watching the pandemic unfold.  In one lane, I cheer and hoop and holler (my Oklahoma roots coming out!) at the way the Church is rising out of the fear and serving her communities.  I marvel at the resurgence of prayer. I am overjoyed by the increase in family time that has been prescribed by stay-at-home orders. I am shocked to see so many humans outside.  I am smiling at the way teachers are still pouring into students online. I am humbled by those putting on scrubs and working without proper medical supplies to help those infected.  I am hushed in a way that forces me to be still and know.


And while these are positive and good and right things to be amazed and slowed down by, I am also carrying a burden.  That's where I walk in another lane.  I hurt for those who are not working and collecting necessary paychecks.  I tear up knowing the elderly in my own life are scared and unseen by family members.  I grieve with those who aren't celebrating weddings, graduations and birthdays. I summon courage for those who are unable to sit in hospitals with those who are sick and possibly dying.  I am undone by the fear that I see in people's eyes. Yet, the biggest burden I carry is for the Church.


I am grieved by the modern Church and her priorities.  Somehow, we've operated with good intentions but have made Church event driven and personality heavy.  We've formed studies and groups and called them intentional while many people sit on the sidelines hurting and wondering why those who call themselves followers of Jesus don't notice them.  We've made idols of buildings and smoke machines and trendy jeans while stealing attention from the One who calls us by His name. I hear 2 Chronicles 7:14 being used as an anthem but wonder if we are paying attention to the words:


If my people, who are called by My name, will humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways, then will I hear from heaven, forgive their sin, and heal their land.


Hmm.


Before I continue, let me say I love the Church.  I am part of the Church.  I'm not bashing the Church.  I'm calling us up. It's time.


Before COVID-19, it was difficult to connect with many inside the Church.  Busy"ness" is an idol for most who bear the name of Jesus. Most of our busy"ness" is good stuff.  It's just too much. Meetings are meetings for meetings sake and prayer has been attached as an afterthought.  We worship the Name. We hear the lessons well. We live in our insulated circles. We have good lives. So why the burden, Christina??


Because this is not what I believe God has called the Church to do.  It wasn't what Paul told the Church.  It wasn't what Jesus modeled. And I fear that as we navigate uncharted waters during the pandemic, the Church will trade one set of busy"ness" for another and call ourselves changed.


There are so many words from Paul that I could illustrate but since I brought up 2 Chronicles 7:14, let's just camp out there.


If my people, who are called by My name, will humble themselves ...


Humble, according to definition.org means:

"Marked by meekness or modesty in behavior, attitude, or spirit; not arrogant or prideful."

What would it look like for the Church to humble herself?  Could I suggest it starts with taking ourselves, our leaders, our programs, our buildings, and yes, even our smoke machines off the throne and putting God back on center stage?  Would it look like not moving an inch until we heard from God? Would it look like not acting on any strategy to reach our community until God provided the wisdom, strategy, people and product to move on it? Have we let this pandemic humble God's people?


... and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways.


How are we praying, seeking His face, and turning from our wicked ways?  It has to come out of this place of humility. I pray differently when I am in a spirit of humility.  I confess my own sin. I confess my own busy"ness". I confess my own pride. I confess my own prayerlessness, unbelief, and ineffective witness.  I confess because I've allowed myself to become small in the power of the Cross.  If you are like me, you might scratch your head and wonder what wickedness lies in your heart.  Ask Him. For me, I've seen things that separate me from Him through the shows I binge watch on Netflix, the idle use of doing nothing, to the way I disregard opportunities to share His love in a simple way.  We each have our own "wickedness". Let's just own it and confess it. And let's not be afraid to ask God to show us what those things are and where they lurk within us. He's a good and loving Father. He's not going to list our issues of wickedness, post them on Facebook and shame us into change.  He's not like that. He will reveal only to heal that within us.  That's the kindness of discipline.


And how do I seek God's face?  I lay before it. I lay before Him and empty myself of all I am and all I think I am and I give Him room to weed out all the junk and weave back in all the truth.  I seek His desire, His wisdom, His plan for me. I seek ... until I find. And when I find ... I act transformed.


And for heaven's sake, how do I turn from my wicked ways?  I first have to acknowledge I have them ... and so does the Church.  When I humble myself, pray, seek, then my heart is in the right posture to receive in love the wickedness of my own heart, actions, and thoughts.  Wickedness can be examined through a lens from a loving Father who desires to prosper me and call me into the good works He's created for me to do ... not the things I've created for myself to do.


We know the rest of the verse ... but we have to examine, honestly, the first part.


Oh Church!  God loves us so much that He has allowed a global pandemic to create space and time to allow the global Church to pray, seek, and turn!  Let's not waste this time!  Let's not replace an old habit for a new one and call it good.  Let's truly hear from heaven. Lets humbly respond from a place of humility that leads to real change and real heart reform and not behavior modification.


The Church is Gods.  Let's give it back to Him.  Let's live by the words of His Word that tells us to renounce the shameful and secret things, to not walk in deceit or distort God's  message but to openly display His truth (2 Corin 4). Let's not forget who we are! We are the light that shines in the darkness (2 Corin 4:6).  We are extraordinary treasures in clay jars!  We were meant for times like these. We were meant to be pure, refined, and impacting the world for Jesus.  Let's humble ourself, pray, seek, and turn from wickedness because the world is counting on us! The world needs to see light while they experience darkness.  Let's be the Church. Let's be a pure offering to God who sacrificed everything for us. Let's use this time to emerge as obedient children with a new vision for serving Him and not ourselves.  It's time! Let's walk!


Come on, Church!  Let's Wake Up!

What we believe affects how we behave.  Now, more than ever, it's crucial for God's people to believe God's Word because the world around us is changing at lightning speed.  We have the opportunity to inject the world with Hope, Faith and Love. But it must start with ourselves.


There is a children's song that I taught my girls when they were little.  Be Careful Little Eyes What You See.  I'm sure I am not alone.  "Oh Be Careful Little Eyes What You See"  taught good theology: be careful what you see, hear, say, and do. Be careful where you go. Be careful who or in whom you trust. And, for Pete's sake, be careful what you think.

Can a children's song drive adults to their knees in times like this?  You bet! What we see on the news, what we hear others saying, what we say about our future, what we do when we go the grocery store, where we go when we are stressed, what we trust when we are scared, and especially what we think as we continue to ingest daily reports from the CDC matters.


In my city, things got real a week ago.  School shut down, restaurants closed, gatherings were restricted to 10 or under, church went online, grocery stores resembled war zones ... a week ago all this became reality.  Since then, let me tell you my honest reactions:
  • fear
  • despair about the future
  • sadness for those "losing" out on weddings that have to be cancelled
  • irritation about those not observing social distancing
  • joy over low gas prices ... then fear about what it will do to the economy
  • paranoia about my health 
  • sleeping - a lot
  • wanting to eat - a lot
  • waiting to binge watch Netflix - a lot


But at the same time, I've desired to find out what God is thinking and doing.  I have had the desire to really know where He is taking all of this, what He sees from His perspective, what He desires for this to do in the lives of the world population.  The gravity of this being not an Oklahoma thing, or an United States thing but rather a global thing hit me. In the words of Max Lucado, I wanted to know what God is saying.


As I've read my Bible this week, it seems words have louder voices than normal.  It seems that the black and white have taken up trumpets that resound deep in my Spirit - blasting truth that lodges into uncharted territory of my heart.  I read as if for the first time and see as if for the first time. Has it taken a global pandemic to get my heart to really seek the One I say I have put my trust in?


Out of His kindness, I've been able to put distance between the facts and what I know to be absolute truth - His truth.  I know I believe that my faith is not based on the stock market, gas prices, or amount of toilet paper on my grocery stores shelf.  I have not been given a spirit of fear by God who loves me. Fear is not my portion. Fear is not my friend. Fear is not even a response that is meant for me to hold on to long-term.  Fear is only a red flag that my Spirit needs some comfort and no amount of sleeping, hand washing, eating or binge watching is going to cure what ails me in the deep, deep places. God did not create me to have cheap, counterfeit experiences to sooth my soul.  He's not a discount master builder. He is a luxury Creator sparing no expense to the intricacies of His creation. I was made for real things from a real source to illicit real change.


Out of His great love for me, He is always the answer.  As a loving Father, protecting His child during a thunderstorm, He whispers His nearness while holding me in His arms.  I can know what He thinks during a pandemic. All I have to do is open His Word and receive the wisdom provided by His Spirit to see with a new perspective and live a life I was meant to live - living on every breath spoken by a loving Father.


I do suspect this is a time for realignment of priorities.  I do believe that God is showing us His love and desire for us to live above the world while also making a difference in the world.  I do believe that I can confess things that have taken my attention off the distraction keeping me from really knowing God. I do believe this is an opportunity to be honest about the role of the church and a time to repent from ineffective living.  Referring back to Max Lucado, God is speaking. Let's take the time to listen!


"Now, we have not received the spirit of the world, but the Spirit who comes from God, so that we may understand what has been freely given to us by God.  We also speak these things, not in words taught by human wisdom, but in those taught by the Spirit, explaining spiritual things to spiritual people. But the unbeliever does not welcome what comes from God's Spirit because it is foolishness to him; he is not able to understand it since it is evaluated spiritually.  For we have the mind of Christ." 1 Corinthians 2: 12-15


Friends, we are made to be peculiar in times like these.  We are made to stand out in the way we respond in times like this.  We are made to not be shaken, not freak out, not hoard in times like these.  We have the mind of a loving Father who gives instruction and direction in times like these.  It should go against the world's way of handling crisis. We live by a different standard. We can activate faith and live according to promises we say we believe.  We can be generous, be loving, be serving in times like these.  


Friends, if I say I am a Baker, then I will bake.  Seems simple enough. When people come to my bakery, I will provide baked goods that reflect my profession.  Customers won't come to my bakery and expect soup or Barbecue or pottery. They will expect to find lovely baked goods.


Sweet ones, the world is in need of us, Christians, to live by the standards of Christ!  The world is looking for people who live life in the middle of a crisis with peace and hope and love.  Why, oh why, would we want to morph into the world's way of handling crisis when the benefit of others knowing Christ is so much greater!

Be careful, little eyes what you see - because when we see from God's perspective - we can change the world!

Christina


I've never traveled by ship.  I've never taken a cruise. I've never hoisted a sail.  I've never weighed an anchor. I do look cute in nautical colors but that's the extent of my sea faring experience.


Yet, this morning, I am intrigued over ships.


I want to propose that by reading the story of Paul and his experience of riding through a storm on a ship, we can gain valuable insight into how to weather the storms in our own lives.


I love the way the Bible describes the events that go down in Acts 27.  Paul, a prisoner headed to Rome, is on a ship that is facing a terrible storm.  So terrible, in fact, that for many days sun nor stars appeared. So terrible, in fact, that the crew didn't eat, were tossing cargo and gear over the sides of the vessel, and trying to take a skiff to save their lives.


In the middle of the severe storm, Paul eats.  Paul, unaffected by the chaos that literally raged around him, urged the crew to eat as well.  Before the crew put bread to lips, they watched as Paul took the bread, thanked God for it, and ate it.  How oddly strange.  


Once they saw Paul engaging in such a profound yet simple act of personal self-care in the middle of sea waves pounding a wooden ship and dark sky hovering above their heads, they were "encouraged".  So encouraged were they by Paul's odd actions they, too, ate for the first time in 14 days.


Can you imagine the scene?  Imagine 276 men, crew and prison passengers, having a picnic on board a ship during the middle of a northeaster.  It sounds very Mutiny on the Bounty.


To be a student of the Word of God and a follower of Jesus, I feel it important (and Biblical) to pay attention to the stories that have been recorded for our benefit.  So when I read Acts 27, I heightened my awareness and ready my fingers to write down my impressions from the Holy Spirit as I read.


May I suggest that as most of us living in 2020 will not be escorted to Rome on a ship, we can gain incredible life application from Paul during this time in his life.  


Storms happen.  In 2020, most of our storms come in the form of relationship strife, financial crisis, personal failure, family dynamics, world events, and unknown viruses.  This list could be personalized and lengthened to fit your own situation. Storms come. Always. Life is never without storms.


But, when everyone else around us responds to the terror of the storm, do we need to respond the same way?  We, who know Jesus, are called to live by different standards. In fact, I think if ever there was a time when God's people lived according to His principles, the time is now!


The crew responded like good sea men should.  They set out the first anchor to slow the speed of the ship.   They threw off cargo followed by the ship's gear. They did all they could to lighten the load of the ship.  A heavy ship sits deep in sea waters. They needed a ship to sit high in the midst of the storm. Some even tried to flat out escape the terror of the seas by taking a skiff (small boat attached to the body of the main ship) to fend for themselves.


Yet, Paul.  Paul responded as one who knew the One who had created the storm.  He knew a promise that had been made to him. He knew that despite what he saw with his eyes, God was going to protect him (see Acts 27:21-26), and bring him through the storm.


What if we were more like Paul?  What if we lived by the promises of God’s Word?  What if, during a potential pandemic like is currently occupying the airwaves around the world, we did not walk in a spirit of fear? What if, during a personal crisis, we cried out to God, first, and sought out His wisdom for what steps we took next?  


Instead, I have found myself very much like the crew members.  I’ve tried to lighten the load of my difficult situation by throwing things overboard.  I’ve tried to jump ship through escapism or denial of my situation. Come on, am I the only one who has relied on my own understanding and tried to fix my predicament my way and according to my plan?  I sit as my own jury and judge myself guilty when trying to chart my own course, pray but seek others opinion, and rely on God and something or someone else.  


I’m hearing the voice of the One I call Father to dare to live by His Word - alone.  I’m hearing Him call me into deeper places that require me to trust Him - alone. Before I send out propaganda calling for help for personal insight into painful places, I’m calling on my Father, first.  He often tells me to call a friend or reach out to others for prayer. He most often does not call me to live life alone or as a lone ranger fighting my own battles. He’s good at surrounding me with others who can carry burdens and lift tired hands and strengthen weak knees.  However, that comes after I’ve come to Him, first. That comes after the falling on my face before Him, alone. That comes after I seek out direction through His Word knowing He is my answer. Only Him.


Paul knew the storm was ragging.  He responded by the promise of God’s protection.  He didn’t engage the problem. He stayed engaged with the One who would solve the problem.  


And just in case you aren’t familiar with how this story ends … “everyone safely reached the shore.”


Paul held on to God’s promise and actually saved the lives of everyone on the ship.  He was not affected by what he saw with his physical eyes. He was motivated to action by what he saw by faith.  By upholding the standard to live by God’s word alone, he survived the storm.


May we have the courage to live today with rock solid conviction and courage to live by God’s word alone. 

Don't jump ship!
Christina






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