Saturday, September 21, 2013

To God be the Glory

God's glory has become something of a theme in what He has been teaching me recently. Glory to God first. Does my life glorify my Jesus?
Do my heart motives glorify Daddy God?
Mostly I've found myself praying Baba, I know what I want, but what do You want? What brings You most glory in this situation?
I don't always know. Mainly here lately what brings Him glory is me laying down my will for His, and just waiting on Him to move. Waiting is the hardest thing. Waiting unsettles me. But unsettled makes me trust my God... Which He has been weeding out other gods in my life because those idols are instant gratifying. But the instant answers don't satisfy. They don't last and in the end the break and harm. But Jesus. Jesus brings healing in the waiting, brings deeper trust in these times.
His glory is what I want. His will is what I wish for in my life - but Lord! This just hurts sometimes.
But He is faithful! In Jesus' Name, the Lord is faithful and righteous. When I've got nothing left, because of Christ Jesus in me... I'm at my best.

Saturday, September 7, 2013

Two Gifts, One Savior

    Wedding bells peal madly in the summer, don't they? Ma and I were talking one day and she mentioned she'd been invited to a wedding with a follow up of I don't know how long it's been sense I went to a wedding! While I sat there thinking There hasn't been one summer in the last seven years I haven't gone to at least one wedding! This summer nearly broke the record with just a reception and a fall wedding, which I attended today.
   
     I was remembering today being a little girl going to weddings thinking they were so magical! So beautiful! A girl became a damsel in distress and in marched Prince Charming, battled the evil, nasty dragon, saved the sweet maiden from her fate and carried her to her Papa's home where he courted her; proved his love and worthiness to her father. Then a week later, with the towns people rejoicing through singing, laughing, dancing, and clanging of pots and pans Prince Charm and the beautiful girl magically were wed in a church without any stressing over wedding planning. It just happened and sometimes my family and I got to go watch! As a child I was absolutely sure that getting married was the key to happiness, I was sure life would be easier if only I was married.

     I remember turning 21 and crying the week of my birthday because I wasn't anywhere close to having even a boyfriend. Never dated. Never been kissed. Never been asked out. Never, never, never. Would I be single forever? Why would God be so mean? Why would He make some people to be single and other marriage just came as easy as spreading butter? What was the trick to getting married without getting desperate? Or at least without looking desperate? I remember crying because I felt like I was expected to be married by now. I was letting everybody down. But also I still believed that marriage was the key to my future happiness. It was my Golden Ticket. My husband would be my savior and make all things right or at least bearable in my life and past pain. So where was he already?

     If you read my blog much you already know that I don't still believe that marriage is the key to happiness. I still waffle back and forth though. I found myself praying again this week Lord, please, if You have someone for me please bring him soon.
At the wedding today I didn't cry, it didn't really sting, I wasn't jealous, I understood the practicalities of it but still am very glad to see my friends getting married. I know it isn't romantic, but watching my sweet red head friend wed that man I use to wait with til his girl was done getting ready, all I could think was This is right. This is practical. They are going to grow so much in Jesus together. This is so good. God has great timing. They have so much more life to live. 

     Another thought started forming that I'm still trying to nail down. Just like it is the right time for Anna&Brain to be wed, it is the right time for me to be single. The Lord is fulfilling the roles that I need Him too. He is my Baba Daddy not only standing in for my deceased earthly father but also covering every bit of fatherhood my earthly dad couldn't. Providing and loving me every step of the way. But God is also my husband, my comfort, my protector/provider, my sweetest/closest friend, the one being that confronts me the most, that one male I respect the most, my most intimate friend/confidant, and emotionally my lover. Being single has brought me closer to Jesus. Being single I've found to be a sweet gift. I've needed this time so badly to be this close with Him. Singleness is a good and practical gift. Just like marriage is a good and practical gift.

     I saw a friends Facebook status earlier this week saying how so many years ago that day he had traded his single man burdens and trails for a married man's burdens and trails. He was thankful for both. He is still growing in Christ, now he is growing in Christ continued plus with his bride by his side for life.
Life in Christ is growth. Growing in relationship with Jesus and then spreading that around to everybody we meet. Growing in relationships with community and showing those friendships with Jesus and His gospel. Which means more growth.
Singleness is a gift that has pushed me deeply into the bosom of Christ.
Marriage is a gift which will push me more deeply into Christ.
Singleness doesn't make me a better person or give me "the free/good life". Jesus gives me definition. Jesus makes me better and gives my life meaning and purpose.
Marriage won't satisfy me. Only Jesus satisfies. Only Jesus can be the best thing that ever happens to us.

With both gifts we tend to forget and idolize our situations, but both single and married alike are in need of a Savior. Both need Some One to hold them together when everything falls apart. We need Jesus. Because of sin we will struggle a lot in this life, but if Jesus is your Savior then it doesn't matter - in riches or poviority, in sickness and in health Jesus is enough, the Lord provides, God answers prayers. He is our kinsman redeemer. Every time. He has His beloved brides back!

Saturday, August 31, 2013

What Breaks Your Heart?

This song by Scott Krippayne has been in my head recently. Have a listen.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UnUGl6IOZE0

This summer has been a strange string of lessons on Christ love for His bride. He's been giving me real and personal pictures so that I'd understand His love for me and us (the church). This weeks lesson was poignant.
I've had a lot of crushes in my life. None of the guys really ever liked me back. Most of them didn't even know I cared and started dating some other chickadee and my heart would be crushed! So disappointed. Angry! Hurt. Sad. Confused.

I had another crush this summer. And for whatever reason the Lord had some major teaching He decided to do through this deal. Welp, said Crush is now taken for serious gone (to me) now.
Disappointed. Embarrassment. Hurt. Sad. Confused. But while I was processing the news and praying through it the Holy Spirit dropped a bomb. Basically to the effect of Vicki, when you choose your sins over Me, you are dating your sin. It breaks My heart to see you leave Me. When you know how to obey but deliberately chose your sin over Me, you are loving... you are being intentional with your sin, like a man pursuing a woman for marriage.  You are hurting Me like you are hurting about that guy.
The crazy thing is that even though I run so far and fast from God He still comes and woo's me back to Himself like it's the first time! The cross is not too weak for my prostitution.
So what breaks Baba God's heart? What make Him cry? My sin.

One more thought, I was just crying about a lot broken relationships in my family asking Baba, What do You think of all this?
The whisper replied: It breaks My heart.
Me: Are you of Jesus?
The Whisper: Yes, Jesus Christ was crucified for sins. It breaks My heart.

My sin - my leaving Him and refusing to trust Him - breaks His heart.
The sins we commit against our families and friends, when sin divides and breaks us apart. It breaks His heart.

Friday, August 23, 2013

If You Are My Shepherd...

If You are my Shepherd then You know when I limp
You probably already know my stubborn ways
The way I tend to disobey
I know You are God so totally You saw me fall
Now I'm dragging my broken leg behind
Thinking I can do this
I don't need to bother Baba God with my mistakes
But if You are my Shepherd
You call to me Stop. Be still.
Please let Me near you. 
But I stubbornly bite You then limp away
Worsening my condition, believing I can do this better then Jesus
You are my Shepherd
You see me fall behind the fold
You see me grasping for painless breath
I break Your heart with my pride
With my continued disobedience
My lack of trust

But if You are my Shepherd
There's no way You're going to leave me
You will grab me up vigorously
You will be stronger then my fight
You can totally pin me down till I'm too tired to fight
Your love is unfathomable
I nailed You to the cross again today
But Your plan is to heal and grow me
You forgive
You are patient
You see and understand the future
When I sin I drive a wedge between us
When You forgive
When You heal
You bind us tighter together

Holy Spirit,
Help! I'm not any good at obeying or trusting. Just help. You are my Shepherd, I shall not be in want.


Friday, August 16, 2013

I don't understand
But I know Your love

I don't understand
But I know You're good

My view is cloudy
My heart is breaking
I have dreams Lord!
Can't You see that?
Dreams!

You're slowing my progress!
My dreams would glorify You
Wouldn't they?
The long way to my dreams is harder
But I know that my trust in You would be
Stronger.

Will You make me bleed?
Do You really like holding me when I
Cry?
You don't mind
No, You don't mind.
(Just like I don't mind holding Tate when he screams and cries for an hour cause I'm not his Mommy. I love the fact that I get to babysit even when he cries cause I know one day he'll trust me, one day he'll be older and we'll play catch when I come babysit. I get to tell'im about Jesus when I come visit. I love his parents, they are good friends. I love Tate. And the love for him and his parents is based on Jesus. I don't need anything from them. It's just free.)
So no Daba God
You don't mind holding me when I cry!
It may take Tate a long time to trust me
But I'll be persistent
It may take me a long time to trust You Da
But You'll be more persistent!
You know I'm going to scream and cry
ALOT!
You know that I won't understand
most of the time.
But You're teaching me to
Trust
And when I walk in faith
And not by sight
You are glorified.
Even when it hurts.

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

The Seed and The Maker

( For those of us who worry and doubt that our lives make a difference. And for those of us who doubt we're anything special in this big wide world.)

     Today I went to a Ladies Luncheon with my Ma. Afterward Ma led me into the church's children's library with the statement "There's something I want to show you."
She went straight for the far bookshelf picked up a book and said "See this book? You need to read this!" The books title was The Trellis and The Seed by Jan Karon.
Realizing that my critical side was alive and well - This is stupid. Just nod and walk away. You won't like it. It's probably a softy book that'll make you cry. I offered to read the kids book to Ma (knowing that my critic might win if I didn't and also knowing I LOVE reading children's books aloud). She agreed and we sat down.

The book did make me cry. The Seed didn't think he could become a tall beautiful flowering plant with a wonderful fragrance. But the Seed's friend, the Earth, kept right on encouraging the Seed - God knows what is coming. God knows what He is doing. Just wait.
It made me cry because it was like Baba God was talking to me. Reminding me of a few things.

I know where I have planted you

I know where you have come from and I have a plan

I have planted you exactly where I want you

You will be a blessing in this place

I know those that you will be a blessing to

I have this figured out, My daughter

You are worried that you have ruined My plans, but I Am telling you I knew that was coming. I am fixing it up nice. I will bless you through this.

Beloved, I know the plans I have for you. The plans to prosper and not to harm you.

It isn't by accident that you are going to the Mill City Church plant

It isn't by accident that you feel out of place sometimes or that you are as blunt as you are. I have a grand design. I have a special path for you.

You are My darling child and I know and love you.

Sometimes I plant things just to show off My glory, don't worry about weather I'm making you into something useful or just beautiful. I am your Maker. I will get glory from your life.

Follow Me beloved. I have you where I want you.

Sunday, July 28, 2013

Hope

I know a God Who made all things
I know a King Who never sleeps
Never does His children ill
He is a God to be trusted still

I know a Love that never leaves
I know a Peace that holds me firm
Throughout this lifes ups and down
Jesus remains my surest ground

I know the God Who plans my life
I know a Spirit guides my days
He does not leave, it's me that runs
When I'm afraid His best is undone

I know my Savior good and kind
I know King Jesus does redeem
Things that were done and left undone
He has no qualms on our darkest days

I know a Spirit that sees me cry
I know a God with big strong arms
Holds and protects me all life long
Teaches and guides my foot along dark paths

I know a King Who wears a crown
I know King Whose robe is white
He's coming back to take me home
Home to His presents  forevermore