Throw it off!

 

IMG_2829The shoe space in my closet it crowded, due in part to the generosity of Randy Reeves, my executive pastor, who gave me some awesome shoes. So yesterday, when my friend Randy Watts was visiting, I asked if he knew someone who could use some ropers and another pair of shoes that I didn’t need. He did, so I waved goodbye to them as he pulled away in his white pickup.

The boots served me well for many years and I was attached to them. But my feet had outgrown them, and I needed to let go.

Yesterday, I had a phone conversation that reminded me that I still harbor some ill feelings from a few years back. God convicted me, and affirmed it through Randy, that I must be honest and share my hurt and frustration and let go, regardless of the response.

Like a closet, our hearts have only so much space. To live freely and love fully, we need room to grow. Holding on to things limits us, and what we have in hand may keep us from grabbing onto fresh possibilities in each day.

Whether a good thing, like a pair of shoes I no longer wear, or something bad, like resentment, we must cast it off to move on with Jesus.

Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles. And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us, fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith. For the joy set before him he endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. Consider him who endured such opposition from sinners, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart.     Hebrews 1:1-3

Enjoy this Michael Card song about the freedom of letting go.

 

Mighty Mites!

widows-mite2Ever feel like you got nothing to give? All of us have times when we feel we have too little time, energy, motivation, money or power to do what we wish to do.

These are the times that our decision to use what little we have can make all the difference. In the eyes of heaven giving our small offering is huge.

 Jesus sat down opposite the place where the offerings were put and watched the crowd putting their money into the temple treasury. Many rich people threw in large amounts. But a poor widow came and put in two very small copper coins, worth only a few cents.

Calling his disciples to him, Jesus said, “Truly I tell you, this poor widow has put more into the treasury than all the others.  They all gave out of their wealth; but she, out of her poverty, put in everything—all she had to live on.”                                                                – Mark 12:41-44

Sometimes, just getting out of bed takes all the energy and will-power we can muster. But when we give the little we have, we honor God and our faith is stretched. Plus, heaven notices even when no one else gives a second glance.

Psychologically, pushing over the hump and taking action when we have little to give is referred to as a “small win”. Whether in exercise, eating right or serving others, small wins over time reap big rewards. They teach us to use the little we have and trust God for the rest. Over time, we gain strength.

As Jesus promises, “To everyone who has, more will be given, but as for the one who has nothing, even what they have will be taken away.                                                               – Luke 19:26

Claim the little power that you have and put it to use. The coins given by the widow at the temple were referred to as mites. With very limited value from a worldly standpoint, in heaven’s eyes they were precious.

No matter how we are struggling, all of us have our “mites” and we can choose to put them to good use. Those positive little actions and decisions can change our lives and impact heaven and maybe even our world.

Mighty mites!

Don’t say it. Write it!

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We had dinner last night with our dear friends, David and Cathy Peake. Cathy prepared a delicious prime rib, and in our conversation, she shared that she just completed several items on her list of goals for 2015 in the final two days of the year. As they say, “Better late than never!”

Cathy’s list for 2015 gave her a target for accomplishment and having written them, she didn’t forget them. Indeed, studies reveal we are much more likely to reach goals that are written. I know I more focused and productive on days or weeks I have a written list of things to do.

My mom is a big fan of lists, and if she performs a task that wasn’t written down, she goes back to add it to the list, just so she can feel the satisfaction of crossing it off. We are made for purpose and accomplishment is inherently rewarding.

Whether or not you are a fan of new year’s resolutions, I encourage you to activate your imagination. Think about the year ahead. Want to plan a getaway with a loved one? Wish to learn a new skill? Need to restore a broken relationship or finish a project? Is this the year to read through the Bible or go on spiritual retreat? How about a health or fitness goal?

Write down things that come to mind and prioritize. The most important things will likely never happen unless you activate intention and desire. Then submit your list to God and make it your aim to find your joy in Him.

When you do, you can be sure He remembers your desires even when you forget them.

 Take delight in the Lord,
and he will give you the desires of your heart.
                    Psalm 37:4

But write your goals, don’t talk about them! This 3 minute TED talk will tell you why.

https://www.ted.com/talks/derek_sivers_keep_your_goals_to_yourself?language=en

Christmas Bread

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Bethlehem. The name means, “house of bread.” Fitting that Jesus, our “bread of life” (John 6) would enter the world through the portal of this poor, little town. And how fascinating that His first place of rest was a manger – a feeding trough. From the moment of His birth, Jesus came to feed us.

No doubt He wishes to meet our physical and emotional needs, but he came to do more. He came, taking our flesh and blood as His own, so that in time, we might take in His flesh and blood.

A foreigner, He assimilated into our world, an extraterrestrial made man. Now as we eat of Him, that foreigner invades every cell of our bodies. And so we assimilate the life of Christ into us, a daily renewal. He became like us, so day by day, we become more and more like Him.

In some traditions, the bread and wine of communion is referred to as the “real presence”. This Christmas, make sure to focus on the very real presence of Christ among us, rather than on the presents we give and receive.

And be present! Savor the sights, the sounds, the smells, and the flavors of Christmas! Look deeply into the eyes of those you love, listen to the hearts of those around and breathe in deeply of the joys of living. But most of all, celebrate the bread of life.

Taste and see that the Lord is good!  Psalm 34:8

Enjoy Jesus today!

 

Begin with the end in mind!

Begin with the end in mind!

This year I have lost so many friends and colleagues. We lost four men in Restoration alone. One of our missions pastors, Jamilyn Hull, was killed in a motor vehicle accident and our Grief Share leader, Gloria High, died of a heart attack. In addition, two men my age decided to end their lives by suicide, and a third died after a freak accident in which he broke his neck. I have known Gloria and these three men for over twenty-five years each. And even more painful, some dear friends lost their son in a motorcycle accident this May.

All these losses have made me ready to see this year end and make me cognizant of the fact that the day is coming for all of us. 2015 was also the year I passed the age my father was when he died.

And although my Dad accomplished quite a lot, he had dreams and goals that he never realized. We know there will be a day of reckoning, when we will all stand before the judgment seat of Christ. Will we be prepared for our final exam? I want to be ready!

As this year draws to a close, think deeply about what you have experienced and what you have brought to the world in 2015. Now imagine yourself a year from now. What do you wish to have accomplished in 2016?

If you do a good job of imagining, you can begin 2016 with the end in mind.

Ask God to reveal your heart’s desire and His desire for you in 2016. Write down all that comes to mind and put it somewhere where only you can see it. Then commit your ways to Him and find your joy in Him every day.

Trust in the Lord with all your heart
and lean not on your own understanding;
in all your ways submit to him,
and he will make your paths straight.
     Proverbs 3:5,6

Take delight in the Lord, and he will give you the desires of your heart.

The Lord makes firm the steps of the one who delights in him;

Psalm 37:4,23

Watch what happens when you delight in and defer to Him. This dark world needs your light!

Love y’all!

Paul

P.S. Don’t die on me!

Orphans!

I recently enjoyed reconnecting with my cousin, Cindy. When I was six weeks old, her mother cared for me while my mom was hospitalized for spinal meningitis. Soon after, my Aunt Helen adopted Cindy and her brother, Duane. Now, Aunt Helen and Uncle Fred are both gone and Cindy’s brother has also passed away. Once again feeling a bit “orphaned”, Cindy reached out and it was wonderful to be with her again.

All of us have had human parents and our connection to them is a big part of our identity. But it is when we feel disconnected that we reach out for more.

God wants to adopt us all. But to some extent, we must let go of our human identity in order to reach out for a new spiritual connection. We must experience enough pain, frustration, or loss that we reach out for more than our humanity has to offer.

“Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.” Matthew 5:4

We are made for relationship. So if you are feeling broken as a human or cut off from others, reach out! Reach out to God, your heavenly Father, and to those who can be spiritual family to you.

The cool thing is, when you reach out, you give God and others the pleasure of connection.

Thank you, Cindy!

PLAY! Play today!

Play!

On a road trip recently, Teri and I stopped at a service station to service ourselves and our vehicle. As I stepped out of the restroom, I found myself walking behind a rather large woman who was obviously enjoying the music piped in through the establishment’s speakers. She had her arms in the air and was moving her body to the beat. She was having a good time and completely unconcerned about what I or anyone else might think. Her playful attitude and big smile made my day, and made me think, “I want to be like her!”

Jesus invites us to become as little children and children are masters of play. If you are doing nothing in your life just for fun, you are missing out and robbing yourself and others of joy.

Work is important, but play is essential to the abundant life Jesus has for us.

Do me a favor. Find a way to play today. Make a fun moment and enjoy it. I’m pretty sure Jesus will join you!

Nice to be Weak

We all experience a gap between what we wish to be and what we are. Every day we fall short of the ideal. And while we tend to focus on mistakes we make or sins we commit, the biggest gap in our experience is not in our doing wrong, but in our failure to do right.

Jesus is not concerned with preventing sin as much as He is in promoting righteousness. Consider the parable of the talents. His displeasure was clear with one who declined to use what he had because he was afraid to make a mistake.

Sometimes, when we wish to justify our lack of action, we function like a man in prison who reaches out to touch the bars, because they remind him of his limitations. Whenever he feels grief about how little he can do for himself or others, touching the bars help him cope with his sense of failure. The bars remind him he is powerless to do anything in this moment. “Perhaps,” he tells himself “some day I will be able to make everything right…”

“Touching our bars” (focusing on our limitations) reassures us that we are okay to remain just as we are. We don’t have to feel so badly about not being there for others if we have no possibility of being there for them. Reminding ourselves we are in prison is our comfort.

We cannot be expected to make a difference if we have no time to spare, no resources, and no opportunities. If we tell ourselves the task is too big, no one will support us, we don’t know enough or we are not talented enough, then we do not have to feel so badly about the suffering around us and our lack of action.

We get good at exempting ourselves from feeling grief that children perish daily for lack of food and that millions face eternity without God. We let ourselves off the hook and focus on our limitations because it makes us feel better. We reach out only as far as the bars allow.

But what if our limitations are there partly because we need them? What if we would rather see ourselves as inadequate and weak so we can let ourselves off the hook, rather than risk trusting God and stepping out in faith?

One day, we will all give an account.

On that day, Jesus will separate us. He will honor those who live with eyes open to problems and possibilities, and He will renounce those of us who keep ourselves comfortably unaware of our power to reach the hurting souls nearby.

“When did we see you…?” is the question we will ask.

And the King will say, “Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.” (Matthew 25:31-46)

What is limiting you? What keeps you from doing the good you know to do? Are you finding comfort in your limitations? Is your helplessness reassuring?

God cares about our sins of the flesh, but cowardice and unbelief are damnable as well.

To the thirsty I will give water without cost from the spring of the water of life. Those who are victorious will inherit all this, and I will be their God and they will be my children. But the cowardly, the unbelieving, the vile, the murderers, the sexually immoral, those who practice magic arts, the idolaters and all liars—they will be consigned to the fiery lake of burning sulfur. This is the second death. – Revelation 21:6-8

Sublimation or Degradation?

I have thought a little more about Freud lately, partly because Jon Paul is taking a course on philosophy in movies and literature. In Freud’s view, sublimation is a defense mechanism that allows base drives of libido – sexual and aggressive impulses – to be expressed in socially acceptable ways (e.g. through art).

Of course, this idea comes from Freud’s biological view that sexual and aggressive drives are inborn and fuel all human activities. It is of note, however, that curiosity and creativity are also present in very small children, even in those who have no pressing aggressive or sexual energy to defend against. It also seems clear that people who are not at all defended against their aggression and sexuality (like David, the psalmist) are capable of producing extraordinary art.

I know that sometimes my sexual and aggressive actions are fueled by frustration of my creative drive. Similarly, compulsive eating, smoking and other addictive behaviors may be a debasement of our desire for transcendence. This desire flows from God’s spirit within. Thus we long for enlightenment, for intimacy, for self-expression, for interest, excitement and novelty, for beauty and inspiration.

Engaging things that offer us power and control over loneliness, fear and grief reveals our need for God. These maneuvers are a debased attempt to find fulfillment in this sphere for what shall only be fully satisfied in another.

Even sexuality and aggression may at times be a defense against the acute awareness of our isolation and powerlessness. Maybe Sigmund had it backward, since he started with the lower thing –the flesh– and tried to explain through it the higher –the spirit.

The Illusion of Control

I was writing today  about powerlessness, and wrote “control is an illusion.” Later, I went outside to work on a rock garden here at our Colorado “Cabbage.” (Not a cabin, not quite a cottage.) I was doing some watering and decided to move the hose around to the other side of the wheelbarrow so I wouldn’t risk dragging it over a beautiful little Colorado Wallflower. As I did, I bumped the wheelbarrow and it fell right on top of the little flower I intended to protect!

How ironic that an action taking to prevent one adverse event provoked an event that was much worse! Isn’t it sad that our best efforts often fall far short of our desires? At the same time, it is comforting. It is sad that we cannot always do the good we wish, but comforting that our power is limited. When it comes to orchestrating our lives and protecting those we love, we are at God’s mercy. Thankfully, He is a merciful God and does a much better job with the flowers than I do. He takes good care of me, too.

Thanks, God, for being in control. Running the universe is way too much responsibility for me.