Got Haters?

Man, just when all hope seemed lost. I prayed, I asked for prayer. I cried. I fought it. I was shown relief. Again.

By a woman I just started following this year. A woman who lost her daughter. A woman who has been blamed for the publicity she’s received over this devastating loss of her daughter. The publicity she would give back in a heartbeat. For her daughter’s heartbeat. The hardships and the lessons being shown during and because of it has touched me deeply.

Today, she shared the story in the Bible about the friends who brought their friend to Jesus. Through the roof. Heads down, not worried about what others thought or what the homeowner would think. By the work it would take. By the degree of difficulty. Not deterred by the people in the crowd probably thinking (like we all have)..”Really?? How dramatic can you be? We’re all here to hear Jesus!”

Not deterred. Not afraid. Unrelenting friends. Who bring their friend to Jesus, even though we’re sure they had their own issues they themselves wanted help with. They didn’t ask Jesus for help first. They didn’t ask Him for help after because of their efforts. They just wanted to help their friend. They couldn’t fix his problem, and knew of only One who could. May we all be and have some of these friends!

Jesus had haters. Everywhere He went. They followed Him. They watched Him. They hung on His every word, even trying to trip Him up over and over again. They didn’t care that He literally healed people. They just looked for problems knowing full well they couldn’t. Anything to bring Him down.

What bothered them the most was when He said He forgave sins. The blasphemy!! Even when they didn’t say it out loud, they thought it, and Jesus Himself would point it out. He called out His haters, time and time again.

Why did He do this? I think one of His reasons was so we’d know we aren’t alone when we have them. And, to let us know He sees our hearts too.

 “If the world hates you, keep in mind that it hated me first.” — John 15:18 (NIV)

Short. Simple. Clear. We will have haters. Even if we love them. Even if we try everything we can for reconciliation. Even if we ask them not to be. Even if we apologize for our human part. Even if…

Jesus didn’t have anything to apologize for. He knew their hearts. And called them out.

The Pharisees and the teachers of the law began thinking to themselves, “Who is this fellow who speaks blasphemy? Who can forgive sins but God alone?” Jesus knew what they were thinking and asked, “Why are you thinking these things in your hearts?  Which is easier: to say, ‘Your sins are forgiven,’ or to say, ‘Get up and walk’? — Luke 5: 21-23 (NIV)

He knew EXACTLY who He was. He wants us to know who we are too. To Him. To others. To ourselves. And WHO is in charge. We think we have so much control over all these things. We only have control of ourselves and when there are demons running through our bodies and veins, not much of that. (Which He healed and still does too).

Today, a friend prayed with me. Another texted me. I know my husband prayed over me. Another new friend posted a Bible study. One I needed to hear and see so badly. God made sure I was online to see it. It spoke straight to my heart and I’m so grateful.

These friends carried me to Jesus today. Through the roof, through their own uncertainties and needs, no matter what, not worrying about others, only me and Jesus. “Here, Lord, have her, heal her, comfort her, remind her” was their cry.

These people are gifts because they were pointing me to the Greatest Gift. The One I try so hard to show others. The One who I often times in all my hard stuff, forget is still ministering to me so that I can still minister to others. Just like the woman who tragically lost her daughter and the man who couldn’t walk for who knows how many years can share in a way only they can after Jesus met them there…

That He’s still MY Hero, not just everyone else’s.

That even when our haters might be our own children or spouse or sibling or parent or one we hoped was a friend, He STILL loves us more and most.

In those times when you don’t just FEEL turned on, but ARE turned on. He’s asking you to draw nearer. To come closer. To let Him love you. And to trust that one sweet day, because of what HE did for us, all the hate will be gone too. That hate that hurts His heart even more than our own.

Until then, remember…. Jesus had haters too. So much so, they eventually killed Him.

Yet, He still loved each one enough to die for. And, He did.

 

When I Say Thank You…

When I say thank you and what it really means…

  • For what you just did
  • For what you’ve always done
  • For what you’ve taught me
  • For what you’ve shown me
  • For showing up
  • For listening
  • For sharing your own stuff
  • For your forgiveness and willingness to keep loving
  • For not leaving
  • For leaving when I need you to
  • For coming back
  • For letting me leave when I need to
  • For the money you’ve spent
  • For the money you’ve saved
  • For reaching out
  • For loving my kids
  • For your prayers
  • For driving
  • For cooking
  • For not just letting, but wanting me to be me, good days and bad
  • For holding my hand and always wanting hugs
  • For enjoying your time with me
  • For letting me sleep
  • For planning to make more memories
  • For this weekend
  • For next weekend
  • For each random weekday, day in and out
  • For a heart to love us all like Jesus

But, I Didn’t Want That…

Not getting what we want does not mean that God loves us any less.

Last weekend a little girl in our town fell. Traumatic brain injury. The kind of fall that many get up from. The kind of fall that could happen to any of us. The kind of fall her daddy never saw coming. We prayed for a miracle….but she didn’t make it. Hearts are broken.

She has rocked so many people’s worlds. Watching this family grieve, lifting their hands and hearts to their Heavenly Father. Literally praising Him in their storm. Giving their daughter back to the One who gave her to them. Helping others by donating and giving other children the gift of life through the loss of her own. The ability to share so publicly that their love for God is not for one minute lessened by this tragedy. They know He weeps with them.

To hear that they may not have received the miracle they prayed for, but that now she has become the miracle that so many parents had lost hope in.

Seeing all this has renewed my boldness for our God. If God can do that…. If God can be seen here. If God is not doubted for a second by this family in this tragedy. How have I ever allowed it in my life? It’s not crazy. It’s crazy faith.

They prayed that their little one would recover. She didn’t this side of heaven, but she has blessed eight others with her gifts of life and countless others by this family’s testimony.

Their grief is glorifying the God so many do not understand. This is the type of situation that makes people question if God can be a God of love at all. That an innocent child would die by such a random accident. And, if so, how will their parents respond? Will their faith be shaken? Will they turn away? Will they change their minds and hearts towards the God they thought they knew, but must not have? That’s what the devil wants. But, the answer to all these questions is absolutely not. Their faith is stronger than ever.

They plan to show their God off. In her memorial service. Online. In person. They will use this to share His Glory. How is this possible? Only through a personal relationship with the One who they KNOW loves them most, even though. And their daughter too, even though. Only because that love has been cemented in their hearts and souls. God didn’t answer their prayers the way they wanted Him to. So, yes, they will grieve, but nothing will stop their faith in and commitment to the One who had another plan for their daughter and that was to help so many others, including me.

You Never Know!!

You know when you’ve had a really hard and confusing couple weeks, even sleepless nights, and the Lord finally tells you what you need to know?

Yeah that. That’s me today.

Lesson #1: You never know what someone is going through!

They can have what looks like the best year ever. Blessing after blessing all the while being hit by things you never see and would never know if you aren’t close to that person. The devil doesn’t let up. He gets angrier. He hits you where it hurts. He knows your every weak spot too. He’s relentless. But, that’s only because he relentlessly hates us.

Lesson #2: Every friendship isn’t meant for you any more than every romantic interest is.

You can be friendly to all, but friendship is mutual. Friendship comes when both are at a place to share openly. To learn about the other. To share with each other. To start building trust. That is a healthy friendship.

Each best friend you have now gave of themselves too.

Just like with romantic interests, the timing might be off, locations may impede or promote the relationship, interests may not be the same, etc…

God Himself knows who you need in your life. And that includes friends. When it’s real, you’ll both know. He’ll clue you in.

Rejection in your love life can hurt immensely, rejection or replacement by friends can too. But, know that HE will replace who you wanted so badly with someone better suited for you in the timing that you both need it. HE will heal you, teach you, relieve you, and help you through the stages of grief. And, grief is also normal and needed.

Feeling anger and jealousy and confusion isn’t of our Heavenly Father. He is love, peace, joy. So, heal. Ask Him to help you. And love anyway…. because you just never know!

Thank you, Jesus, for these lessons that I had to live to learn. May they help others too and possibly prevent some of their sleepless nights… You just never know..

 

Pass the Salt, Please

Too much salt can ruin a dish, maybe even more than not enough salt. We can always add salt…

This got me thinking. Jesus said His followers are the salt of the earth. So, why don’t we spread out more?

“You are salt for the earth. But if salt loses its taste, how will it be made salty again? It is no longer good for anything except to be thrown out and trampled on by people.” — Matthew 5:13 (GW)

We tend to fear different schools, different churches, different places. But, why don’t we spread out? Many times believers feel they need to stick together AS the salt of the earth. And, while I agree, we need each other too, and as the Bible also says we should not neglect meeting together (Hebrews 10:25). That’s a lot of salt, all in one place.

Too much salt in a dish makes us cringe, we spit it out. We can’t fix it or remove the salt in a recipe gone bad…But, not enough salt, can easily be remedied.

Go, and share Jesus there. Go, and love like Jesus there.

Go. Spread out, and pass the salt, please.

Jesus also says “GO to the people of all nations (and churches and schools and workplaces) and make them my disciples (followers). Baptize them in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, and teach them to do everything I have told you. I will be with you always, even until the end of the world.” — Matthew 28:19-20 (CEV)

These days the word “salty” is also used as slang for “tough, aggressive, angry, irritated”. I say stay salty (tough) for Jesus. Stand up for Him and He will surely stand up for you. Jesus Himself got “salty” at people who abused others or accused others without addressing their own logs in their eyes.

Can we do the same? Can we humble ourselves and share that Jesus is our Corrector, Forgiver, Best friend, and Savior? Can we stay salty for Jesus and spread Him around? In different places? Can we show them Jesus? And His love for all? Can we do what He asks us to do? And go?

I pray salt into every church, private school, public school, prison, office, neighborhood, country, home, heart on earth.

We need to pass the salt please. It’s what Jesus asks us to do, and quite frankly tastes better too.

 

 

What If…

What if that choice is where He’s leading?

What if that fear is what He’s asking you to face?

What if that conversation is where He’ll be found?

What if your willingness will open the flood gates?

What if your honesty loses that person?

What if it inspires them?

What if that person can unlock the door?

What if that person will close it?

What if the friend you wanted so badly doesn’t feel the same?

What if opening up is where the healing is?

What if closing off is what’s necessary?

What if something you’ve always thought was true turns out not to be?

What if someone disapproves?

What if it’s family?

Will you still?

Jesus whispers “Peace, be still.”

He says He’s got you. He’s got this. He’s leading you.

He’s bigger than all of it.

Even if.

Watching Pandas…

I just returned from a trip to Washington D.C. I got some work in and lots of time and exploring with my husband. We got to visit some family in the area and enjoyed some slow starts to the day. These are even more precious considering his alarm goes off at 4:40 most mornings.

One of my highlights was getting to see pandas at the National Zoo there. I didn’t know D.C. had them! I didn’t know how close we’d get to be. I didn’t know I would get this thrill. They are my favorites..

There were three pandas in this exhibit and one was a baby. His name was Bei Bei to be exact. How precious is that? I could have watched them all day. Watched them eat, sleep (that’s what Bei Bei was doing), watched them just being them.

As we moved through the exhibit, we came across just that. A room full of cameras and behind glass so that we could see too. There was one lady researcher sitting at the desk surrounded by live videos of each panda. She could zoom in to get better angles of each of them no matter where they were. These pandas were being watched at all times.

They have no idea how much they are loved. They have no idea their every move, scratch, potty break, bite is being observed. One panda was completely passed out on top of a tree. Arms out, head down, asleep. And being watched. We’ve all been there too.

We don’t realize that we have a God who can zoom in on us at anytime and does. He loves, He sees, He watches, He cares. He can zoom in on that tear. He is watching. We have no idea how much we are loved, just like those pandas don’t.

One panda was begging to come back inside, probably hungry. Probably wondering why he had been abandoned. Why no one was answering. Why no one was letting him in. I’m sure the keeper had her reasons. I know he wasn’t forgotten because I could see the researcher watching him. But, I bet he didn’t. He didn’t know if anyone even knew he was out there.

A beautiful reminder that when we are feeling forgotten, hungry, passed out, or bumping into corners, we are still being watched. He loves us and we have no idea sometimes how much.