Tuesday, December 4, 2012

Paradise or a parking lot?




Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you got till it's gone
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
~ Big Yellow Taxi, Counting Crows


These lyrics tend to remind us of those times when we took something for granted. We thought things would be better, but we ended up giving away our “paradise.” In the same way, we often look at circumstances in our lives through that lens- we are either in “paradise” or a “parking lot.” How often do we get angry at God for taking away what seems like something amazing?

However, recently I was struck by this realization- what if what I thought was paradise was actually a parking lot? Could God actually be doing the opposite? Could He be tearing down a paradise-looking parking lot to build us a true paradise? Should I be thanking God that He paved that "paradise?"

A year ago I was heartbroken. What I thought was the best relationship I could ever have was quickly shattered. I quickly became bitter because what was “my paradise” was now a barren, depressing parking lot. I had praised God for providing me with such an amazing opportunity and was now upset that it was taken away.  And trust me, I didn’t realize how “great” that relationship was (or I thought it was) until it was gone. In my head those proverbial lyrics were playing, "Don't it always seem to go that you don't know what you got till it's gone? They paved paradise and put up a parking lot…”

But maybe I didn’t know what I “got” because I refused to see it for what it was. It took me until it was gone to realize what the reality was in my life. Ironically, I now look back on that situation and realize it was a parking lot. An abandoned parking lot- certainly not paradise. Praise God that He took away that parking lot because He wanted something better for me. How quickly I forgot the promise found in Jeremiah 29:11- For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.” God wasn’t paving my paradise and putting up a parking lot, He was pulling me out of a parking lot to bring me into the paradise of His plan.  What “paradises/parking lots” has God saved you from?

Now I find myself in an opposite situation. I feel like I am sitting and wasting my time in a parking lot of imperfect patience. I am frustrated that I haven’t seen what is “my paradise.”  It seems like paradise is just beyond the last row of parallel lines, but yet my car is not moving in that direction (or is it?). Why won’t someone turn on the engine and head straight toward paradise?

But who am I to judge what is “paradise” or a “parking lot?” Maybe what I think the paradise beyond the parking lot is might actually just be 50 more rows of perfectly painted parallel lines.  The point of all of this is that I should praise God whether I am in paradise or a parking lot…

Job was certainly in a parking lot when he said, "Naked I came from my mother's womb, and naked I will depart. The LORD gave and the LORD has taken away; may the name of the LORD be praised (Job 1:21). God gives and God takes away. God prepares paradise and He constructs parking lots. However, He loved us so much that He left paradise to come to this earthly parking lot to die so we could have eternal paradise. How can we not praise Him in spite of (and because of) our circumstances. I know it feels like I’m in a parking lot right now, but maybe this is just a step towards my “paradise,” God’s plan for me. It’s all about perspective and it is God’s perspective that really counts.

Right now I am praying that God helps me to praise Him in my parking lot and in my paradise. And that He helps me to discern the difference between the two because I don’t want to only know what I “got” when it’s gone.




Tuesday, August 14, 2012

It doesn't make sense...


 I don’t understand bridges. I don’t understand how they are built, how they hold so much weight, why they are designed the way they are, and why they are so trustworthy. How can metal suspended high above water be sturdy and safe? And yet I stand in awe of bridges. And obviously they make sense to someone. The engineers that make bridges understand the designs. The intricacy of bridges and the sheer physics that goes into designing them makes sense to that engineer. Show him the blueprint of the bridge and he understands. Me? I just don’t get it, but every time I go over a bridge I am trusting that someone out there understood that bridge well enough to design it for me to go over.

The same is true in life. Some things make absolute sense to some (like the engineer) and absolutely make no sense to others (like me). And it is those times of frustration and a lack of understanding that bring us head to head with our circumstances, or in some instances, with God. There are so many things that happen in life that just “don’t make sense.”  Why would a young child die? Why are families ripped apart? Why did that relationship not work? Why did I not get into the college I wanted to? Why did I lose my job? There seems to be no logical explanation of why such a thing could happen to such a person like ourselves.  Life doesn’t make sense.

Or there are times when life seems like it should absolutely work out. After all, we put all the pieces together, didn’t we? For example, there is something I really want right now. If you were to write out all of the reasons why it should work out on a piece of paper, it would be clear to everyone involved that it was the best decision. And for many, they do feel it is best. Yet, for some (extremely unexplainable and frustrating) reason, it is not working. Everything seems to make sense to me in this situation. The only thing that doesn’t make sense is the fact that something that does make sense isn’t making sense. Are you following me?

So in life there are times where things don’t make sense. Either we feel like something shouldn’t happen and it does, or we feel like something should happen and it doesn’t. Have you ever felt that way? Doesn’t it drive you crazy?

And yet, we are supposed to fully rely on God. Do we ever consider that God is like that engineer of the bridge and that maybe, just maybe, what is going on makes sense to Him? Proverbs 3:5 says, Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding.”  I’m starting to see that my understanding of God’s will is more lacking than my understanding of that bridge. And yet, the other day I was hit with this realization: GOD DOESN’T MAKE SENSE.

Follow my logic. Adam and Eve sinned. God gave them everything they needed and, yet, they chose to disobey Him- casting the world into a mess of sin and separation from God. In that moment, God could have destroyed them, but He didn’t.  And for thousands of years, God did a lot of things that “didn’t make sense.” However, the thing that doesn’t make the most sense is that ONE THING we quickly cling to: God, in all of His power, gave up His throne (we don’t even want to give up 5 minutes to pray), and came to earth in the form of Jesus. He lived a life of rejection and mockery to then be beaten and tortured. He had nails driven into His hands and feet for doing absolutely nothing wrong. He was placed on a cross in total humiliation. And, why? Because of us- the same people who caused this whole mess to begin with. The same people who constantly hurt Him every day by choosing to make decisions that are selfish, sinful. He was then buried and rose three days later (which absolutely doesn’t make sense logically) so that we can have a relationship with Him?! So that many people will reject Him, but yet some will love Him (and the same ones who love Him still fail Him)? That kind of love doesn’t make sense. And yet it is so amazing and life changing.
So why can I not trust that the same God who was displayed “I-love-you-so-much-that-I-sent-my-son-even-when-it-didn’t-make-sense” kind of love has my “I-don’t-understand-what-is-going-on-right-now” life under control. Isaiah 55:8-9, says “For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways,” declares the Lord. “As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your way sand my thoughts than your thoughts.” God doesn’t need to make sense to me, nor should He. His thoughts are way better than my own. Who am I to think that I can accept God’s love when it doesn’t make sense (salvation), but reject it when I feel like it’s inconvenient for me (when a situation isn’t going my way)? Who am I to demand an explanation from the same God who loves me unconditionally, who holds each star in place, and who is so omniscient that EVERYTHING makes sense to Him?

Right now I am resting in the peace of knowing that whatever doesn’t make sense to me, makes sense to God. That the God who understands everything is the same God who wants what’s best for me. That God is the engineer and I am supposed to cross this bridge of life, trusting that He is the perfect designer of my bridge. If I embrace His love and trust Him completely, nothing else needs to make sense. If your life doesn't make sense, it's ok. Trust that the same unexplainable love displayed on the cross has it all under control.





Monday, July 23, 2012

Am I in love?


John 3:16 "For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.
Who doesn’t love that feeling of having a crush? More importantly, who doesn’t love that feeling knowing someone likes you? As soon as you catch feelings for someone, it seems like everything changes. As I sit here and watch the finale of the Bachelorette (and I’m not afraid to admit it), I can’t help but think of all of those feelings associated with being in love (or even the ones that we get when we first have a crush). As I navigate my own singleness, I can’t help but to think about that “mushy” love stuff. So with that being said, here are some signs that you might be in love (or at least some signs I look for in my own journey):

1.               You try to get to know more about that person.
2.               You get excited when that person texts/ or calls.
3.               You talk about him/ her a lot more.
4.               You never get tired of talking to him/ her.
5.               You make excuses to spend time with him/ her.

I spent some time discussing these signals with my youth group teens. No, I wasn’t trying to help them find their true love at the age of sixteen nor was I advocating dating in high school after all. Rather, God had really convicted me of how much time I was investing in others instead of Him. I knew that I wasn’t the only one who was spending more time seeking a boyfriend more than I was seeking out the Love of my Soul, and I wanted to challenge my teens with the same ideas. After all, these feelings of liking someone are something they could relate to. We have this natural desire to want to be around the person we like- to talk to them constantly, hang out as much as possible, and get to know every nuance of them. And we want to them to feel the same way. However, we claim to love Jesus and yet we don’t put the same effort into having a relationship with Him. Use these questions to really challenge yourself:
Do you try to get to know more about Him?
Do you get excited when He tries to talk to you?
Do you talk about Him to your friend or family?
Do you get tired of spending time reading your Bible or praying?
Do you make time to spend with Him?
These questions really lay heavy on my heart. I was spending more and more time with a guy without spending more and more time with Jesus. I was trying so hard to develop a relationship with my crush without trying to invest more time with my Savior. And, yet, Jesus was anxiously awaiting for me to pursue Him more. After all, if we are looking for an example of love, Jesus is it. Jesus loves you:

He knows everything about you.
He gets excited when you pray or spend time with Him.
He talks about you all of the time.
He never grows tired of you.
He loves you so much He died to spend time with you.
So when you look at your relationship with Christ, is it love or is it just a crush? Before I fall in love with any man, I need to make sure that I fall in love with Jesus first.
The world takes us to a silver screen on which flickering images of passion and romance play, and as we watch, the world says, “This is love.” God takes us to the foot of a tree on which a naked and bloodied man hangs and says, “This is love.”


Sunday, July 22, 2012

Finding the right song...


 Psalm 57:7 "My heart is steadfast, O God. My heart is steadfast; I will sing and make music. Awake, my soul! Awake, harp and lyre! I will awaken the dawn. I will praise you, O Lord among the nations. I will sing of You among the peoples.

Hillsong United Concert- August, 2011
At church one Sunday, a man in my church told me he needed to talk to me. He then asked me to sit down. At first I thought I was going to get a lecture about something I had done or needed to do (even though I couldn’t think of anything), but the tone of the conversation quickly changed. Before I knew it, this man was apologizing to me. Earlier in that week he mentioned a Christian singer and asked me if I knew who she was. When I had no idea, he chuckled. I thought nothing of it, but apparently he thought about it all week. That weekend he had attended a church service in which the praise band was “horrible” in his own words. Then the tears started (not mine, but his!) and he remained quiet as he just cried in that pew.  When he started to talk again, he said he felt so convicted about judging this band and me for our taste in music. He mentioned that he realized how God quickly made him realize that this band was praising God and it didn’t matter if their tempo was slow or he understood their words- their hearts were right. And isn’t that the point of worship? Our hearts?!

Unfortunately, music is one of the most divisive aspects of the church today. If it’s not a hymn, it’s a sin. If it’s not drums, it’s boring. We see such a generational gap in the music in our churches and it is hurting the body of Christ. I have to admit, I have complained about the slow tempo of the hymns in which words like “thou” and “diadem” are used. What is a royal diadem anyway?! However, in that moment on that pew next to this man who was crying, my heart broke. Was I being part of the solution or part of the problem?  Actually, what is the problem and what is the solution? Was my taste in music blocking out the opportunity for me to worship as well?

Is there anything wrong with preferring one type of music over another? Absolutely not! I would much prefer some good rap or hip hop over country music any day, but the problem stems not from our taste in music, but in our thirst for the Lord. If we can find ourselves swept away in worship, does it really matter who is on stage? No, it is Who we are making the center of our attention. Is it that lead singer or our Creator? Does it matter how fast the beat goes? No- it is the beating of our hearts and Who our heart beats for. So as we argue about this song or that genre, where does the focus turn? We, as Christians, spend more time complaining than we do worshipping. So it’s not that music that is the problem-  it’s our hearts… What song is your heart singing?

When the music fades
All is stripped away
And I simply come
Longing just to bring
Something that's of worth
That will bless Your heart

I'll bring You more than a song

For a song in itself
Is not what You have required
You search much deeper within
Through the way things appear
You're looking into my heart

I'm coming back to the heart of worship

And it's all about You,
It's all about You, Jesus
I'm sorry, Lord, for the thing I've made it
When it's all about You,
It's all about You, Jesus

Monday, May 7, 2012

I want to live like that...


When you are little, you have goals and dreams of what you want to do when you “grow up.” In the third grade, I wrote a report about how I wanted to be a meteorologist (that goal didn’t last long!) In college, I studied political science with the hopes of being a lawyer. I took the LSAT, got into law school with a scholarship, and was set for my post-college plans. At our five year high school reunion we received cards that reminded us of what we wrote about our “future selves.” My card said that I would be married and living in Washington, D.C. The strangest thing in all of my “plans” was that I always told myself I would never be a teacher. After all, being a teacher would be “settling.”  

Isn’t it funny how things change?

I always wonder what things would be like if we absolutely gave up all of our goals. I wonder how our lives would be different if we were just content with this one goal: Living for Christ. What if all of our life’s questions were centered on that goal?

What do you want to be doing as an adult? Living for Christ.
What will your marriage be like? Living for Christ.
What job will you have? Living for Christ.
What will make you happy in the future? Living for Christ.
Where will you be in 10 years? Living for Christ.

It sounds so simple, doesn’t it?  Yet, our human nature makes living for Christ so hard. We have plans for our lives that really have nothing to do with Christ at all. I consistently struggle with the idea that I am not accomplishing enough. I am 26 years old, single, living in my hometown, spending my time with teenagers, and still not settled. Lately I have been so frustrated with my goals and ambitions. Yet, if I am to truly live out what I am supposed to be doing, I shouldn’t care about all of these things. I should be focused on Christ and Him only. If I think I have failed my own goals, I should be more ashamed at how many times I fail to live for Christ!

I was recently convicted by the following lyrics from the song, “Live Like That” by Sidewalk Prophets:
Sometimes I think
What will people say of me
When I'm only just a memory
When I'm home where my soul belongs

Was I love
When no one else would show up
Was I Jesus to the least of those
Was my worship more than just a song

I want to live like that
And give it all I have
So that everything I say and do
Points to You

If love is who I am
Then this is where I'll stand
Recklessly abandoned
Never holding back
"Live Like That" Official Music Video- Sidewalk Prophets

How different would my life and “goals” be if I just made my prayer the following:
Lord, help me to be love when no one else is there. Help me show you to those around me, including those who are considered to be the “least of these.” Let my worship be more than just words, but let me fall in love with You more each day. Let everything I say and do in my life point to You and You only. Help me to be recklessly abandoned and never hold back. Help me give up my life completely to You. Lord, I want to live like that.

I’m sure that all of my concerns about my job, my relationship, my friends, and everything would quickly fade away if I truly relied on that prayer. How many times do we forget that what we want really doesn’t matter? And more importantly, what we want cannot compare to the plans that our loving God has in store for us (Jeremiah 29:11). How often do we remember that everything we could possibly want doesn’t matter if we aren’t living for Christ because our foundation will not survive (1 Corinthians 3:10-15)? How many more people could be exposed to Christ if I just loved them they way I should? Am I an example for Him?

This is a challenge to me. Am I willing and ready  to be recklessly abandoned for Christ? The words reckless and abandoned can be scary, but when it comes to Christ, they are the only way to truly live. I need to give up every goal I have had- whether it is from third grade or yesterday. I need to give up my desires and totally answer every questions with, “Living for Christ.”

What a challenge. I have a long way to go, but I want people to be able to be able to say: “Living for Christ? Yes, she lived like that.”

Recklessly abandoned, never holding back. I want to live like that.

Do you?

Saturday, May 5, 2012

Ministry and Motherhood...

The following is my "outline" for my message at the Mother's Day Brunch at Pemberton's 1st Baptist Church on Saturday, May 5th.

When I was first asked to speak at this brunch, I had to admit that I thought it was a stretch. I wondered what I could say to a group of mothers when I have never been a mother myself. Yes, I often to hear that I am a mother of many- over 150 teenagers to be exact, but I have no words of wisdom or savvy techniques on how to parent. Still, I stand before you today hoping that what I say may be valuable. I had to spend a lot of time in prayer about what to speak about and God has really challenged over the past the few weeks. What I am going to share with you today has been the outcome of these challenges, an expression of my thoughts on motherhood.

It is natural when thinking about motherhood to think about the woman or women in your life who have been a mom to you. For myself, my mother has always been the stronghold of my family, the glue that held everything together. She was always there for my sister and me, making sure that we had every opportunity to pursue the things that we wanted to do. In the midst of any crisis, big or small, she was always there and held it all together. My sister became a mother at a young age and her maturity has always amazed me. It was as if the moment when one becomes a “mother,” she changes, and I saw this change in her life. Both my mom and my sister have been strong examples of how to be a mother and I hope to take many of the qualities they have and eventually apply them in my own life.

However, I knew that what I was going to say today was not going to be the “typical” mother’s day speech about how my mother has impacted me. I could certainly go on and on, but that has not been what is on my heart and I’ve become much more sensitive to the ideas of motherhood since starting ministry. I think that there is a tendency to take everything mothers do for granted. When I talk to my teens whether at school or youth group, I can no longer take anything for granted. Unfortunately, my teens are the products of broken homes, divorces, and abandonment. Over half of my teens come from homes with only one parent and a quarter of my teens are raised by someone other than their parents. A mother is a vital component of a person’s life- without her, life is not the same. As I thought about the theme this year, “Grandmother’s Garden,” I started to think about flowers. In the same way that flowers need light, water, and soil to grow, God’s original design required a loving mother for someone to grow properly.
I recently watched a video entitled, “I’ll need you mom.” In the video, children list reasons they need a mother.  The following are some of their statements:
I’ll be concerned with what my friends will think of me. I’ll need you to teach me that I only need God’s approval.
I’ll want what I want when I want it. I’ll need you to teach me to be a servant so I can love others.
I’ll act like I don’t have any problems. I’ll need you to show me how to share my struggles with others.
I’ll tend to think about myself before others. I’ll need you to teach me that the last will become first.
I’ll have many reasons to hold grudges. I’ll need you to model forgiveness so that I can show grace.
I’ll struggle with my looks and appearance. I’ll need you to remind me that God wonderfully made me.
I’ll need you, Mom, to point me to Christ when no one else will.
I'll Need You Mom

These statements are an obvious reminder of how important having a loving Christian mom really is. It is like the water needed to grow these plants. And yet, we live in a society that does not see the necessity of motherhood. The youth group is not a unique trend, but rather a microcosm of what is around us. There are many children and teens growing up in motherless, and parentless, homes. They will have a tendency to act like they don’t have any problems, hold grudges, and struggle with their looks and appearances. Actually, everyone has those tendencies, but it is the love of the mother than can overcome those struggles. It is a mother who teaches a child how to handle struggles, how to show grace, and how to value themselves. It is that water that changes a seed to a plant and it is that motherly role that can shape a young boy or girl into a mature young man or woman.

Unfortunately, that has now become the role of the youth group in the case of many. Fortunately, God has provided a youth group for these teens. I currently raise as a “mother” many teens. Their circumstances have placed them in vulnerable situations and it is amazing how quickly they latch onto leaders to replace the void of a mother or father that they have in their life. I have one teen who constantly calls me mom. While I thought it was a joke for a long time, I was surprised when he filled out his paperwork for a recent youth group trip and he listed me as his mother. He knows who is mom is. Actually she lives down the street from him, going on with her life without a care for him or his brother. She only comes to the house when she needs money or food. She has played no role in his maturity and he has sought out someone to play that role. Fortunately, he has sought out Christ and youth group, not drugs, money, or any other negative behaviors that are associated with teens who feel abandoned. The burden of teaching this teen is now in the hands of the youth group, and of the body of believers. I have watched teenage boys cry in front of a group about how they are angry their mother left them, I have watched girls seek love from guys because they did not get it from home, and I have watched teens give up their hopes and dreams because they feel the most important person gave up on them. For my teens that have lost a mother to illness or other circumstances, they have a path of pain to overcome. It is astonishing to see how many teens are in alternative school because they have lost a parent and it has tremendously impacted their lives. Children are not naturally equipped to deal with these losses- they need adults to guide them. There’s an important ingredient missing in their growth- their mother.

There is a reason that Solomon writes in Proverbs 6:20-23 the following:
My son, obey your father's commands, don't neglect your mother's teaching. Keep their words always in your heart. Tie them around your neck. Wherever you walk, their counsel can lead you. When you sleep, they will protect you. When you wake up in the morning, they will advise you. For these commands and this teaching are a lamp to light the way ahead of you. The correction of discipline is the way to life.

If we expect young people to have direction in life, they need to have someone to give them guidance. If we expect them to love, we need to show them love. Solomon warns us to carry the words of our parents around our neck. How can these teens do this if they do not have a parent to give them these words? The answer lies in ministry, both youth ministry and general outreach. Christ’s love has the ability to transcend the loss of the mother, feelings of abandonment, and uncertainty, but it will take other “mothers” who are willing to step in to share this love.
We can look at motherhood through the lens of great mothers like those of you in this room and that is certainly to be celebrated. However, when we look at it through the lens of those hurting because they are missing that important ingredient in their life, we can appreciate what all of you have done even more. Even in the simplest of ways, my perspective has changed. When I watch mother’s day commercials, I pray for my teens. Why? Because I know that those commercials temporarily bring up the emotions of not having a mother. When you see these commercials, could you do the same? And it’s not just a few of my teens. As a teacher, we are taught to say, “please take this paper home to your adult.” We can no longer say, please give this to your mother because so many teens are missing their moms.

The situation today with our youth is one in need of prayer. When I began to pray for this message, I found myself more in prayer for my teens. I ask that as we focus on mother’s day, that we also pray for the ones who cannot celebrate the meaning of the day. I commend each of you for the love you have for your children, one another, and our Savior. I thank many of you for being the Christian motherly role models in my life as I came to church alone for so many years. It has been an honor to speak in front of you today and I thank God that He has guided me through the process. These flowers today have grown because they were given the right care. We each have grown because God has supplied us with the ingredients that we have needed. Let us encourage others to get the valuable elements they need to become not only young adults, but young men and women who are pursuing Christ, the greatest parent of all. Pray for the next generations of parents, including myself, that we will be able to raise our children in the ways of the Lord in the midst of a society that does not value motherhood.