Sometimes it's hard to see God working in your life. We can't always see Him but we know He's always there, seems to be the go to response when we are seeking God and haven't really heard from Him in a while. It's definitely not helpful.
I mean, if you are lost and looking for a map and someone tells you, well it's written with invisible ink, so you can't see it, but at least you know it's here, is that really going to help you. You still won't know where you are going, maybe you won't even know where you are at.
Of course, this does happen in life. We don't always have to know what's going on, it's important to make God the pilot, but there is a difference between this and going on auto-pilot.
I think this is where I made my first mistake. I was doing super well, going to church every week, switched to a church that I could agree with, and made it a point to meet some people. Then I switched off. Unfortunately this led me to go back to staying in bed on Sunday morning, continuing my hermit behavior, and allowing my self to slack off in areas that I knew needed work.
At first, in a situation like this it's like, yeah, God. He's cool. I can't see Him, but I know He loves me. The problem with this thinking is that we start to IGNORE Him. We start to think about Him less and less, and pretty soon we stop thinking about Him all together, that is until something terrible happens and we begin bargaining with Him.
The truth is we serve an ever present God. During Pentecost, God sent his Holy Spirit to live among us on the Earth. If we get out of auto-pilot mode, then maybe we will be more aware of the work God does in our lives everyday. We will pay more attention and see His works, and maybe even His will. Our God isn't a God we can't see. He is visible in lots of ways.
This week I'm going to look at the positives. I'm going to focus on God in my life, and keep a list of ways he has blessed me. If you would like to join me feel free to share! We can share Yay! Gods!!!! Because they are truly the best things to share.
Please pray with me now.
God, remind us that you are a present God, visible through your works and promises in our lives. Please aid us in seeing these things more clearly, so that we may have a greater faith and trust in you. Help us to begin to seek out your will and turn off our auto-pilots so that we may live the lives you have made for us, rather than the life that we would choose for ourselves. Make us aware of our potential and our purpose in this wonderful world you have created.
-Amen
Tuesday, May 20, 2014
Where are You hiding?
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Wednesday, October 2, 2013
Never Give Up
It has been a very long time since I have posted anything, partially because of moving, partially because I had a falling away from God because of various things, that now do not make much sense to me. Something that has been of particular interest to me as of late has been marriage, partially because of my seemingly failing one, and partially because I am slowly realizing the hard work that marriage requires, and how I have been looking in all the wrong places for fixes to my problems.
I always thought that marriage would be something that would be pretty easy. I don't know why I had that vision, especially the way I saw the marriages around me crumbling all the time. My parents got divorced in when I was 6, my paternal grandmother is on husband number four, and most everyone else, except my maternal grandparents have been divorced; my step-mom's parents, etc. When I think back on it, I realize that though I have seen a lot of relationships fail, and few succeed, the thing that is missing is always God. Even the relationships in my family that have managed to work, do not include God, not truly. This is disheartening at times, because I feel as if I have no real role model to look to in terms of what a healthy and balanced relationship is.
All of the solutions I have seen in my life to marital problems are extensive arguing, yelling, name calling...and when you think about that, it seems very childish. And then there is divorce; a huge decision, but for some reason, one I was ready to commit to last Saturday. The weird thing is that I'm not a quitter. I fight through everything in life. I battle my days with two children, trying to complete homework and readings, trying to keep the house clean, plus working part time. Yet somehow I was willing to just give up on 5 1/2 years of being with the man that I love, and our 2 years of marriage. Even though I kept telling myself that it wasn't the answer, it took a good friend of mine telling me that I "know" it isn't the answer, to actual make the decision to figure out what I need to change.
That didn't take long-- almost immediately I was convicted on the lack of God in my husband and I's relationship. We don't show each other unconditional love, we bicker and fight and name call, and sometimes sound a lot like our 1 and 3 year old boys bickering over toys. I was ashamed, and still am, and it's only been 3 days since I uttered the words, "I want a divorce," but already God is healing our relationship.
The Love Dare devotional has been something that we started together, and on my own I have been reading the bible daily and praying. God has been reminding me of the little things. That I need to know what true love is, that I need to know the meaning of marriage, and especially that even though I feel like I have to relationships to look to as influential in the way that I want my marriage to be, I do have one. Between Christ and His church. A marriage that will never die. A marriage that is always faithful. I am also realizing that my husband and my marriage needs to involved God, every step of the way, no matter what.
It's going to be one step at a time, but I truly feel like good is going to come of this. That we will be strengthened in Him, and that He will heal our pain and bring us together again.
Lord, today I pray that you touch the lives of everyone struggling in their marriage. Divorce rates are so high, and I believe with everything that I am, that it is because people do not understand love. God today give us hearts overflowing with your love and your joy, so that we may let it flow onto everyone around us. Make us examples of you daily, and give us new people daily, to show Your heart to. Help us to always remember to thank you for our marriages, because you have brought us together with our spouses, and you are a part of our relationships, Lord. Thank you for the beautiful examples of faithful marriage in Christ's relationship in the church, and teach us the fruits of the spirit, so that we may love even greater. In your Holy Name. Amen.
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Friday, August 5, 2011
Opening Our Eyes to Sin
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Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Rumors of God: Experience the Kind of Faith You've Only Heard About by Darren Whitehead and Jon Tyson
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Thursday, July 14, 2011
Feeling Like Job
This is the argument I was having with myself the other day. I am well aware that I don't have it anywhere near as bad as Job did, but somehow I had convinced myself that I did. It's hard to explain why I feel this way, but I have to start at some point, so I'm going to start with the death of my mother. Job lost family just as I did. In fact it was actually his first test, as was the death of my mother for me. (Job 1:18-19) However, unlike Job, I failed miserably. Job turned to God. Job 1:20 says "At this, Job got up and tore his robe and shaved his head. Then he fell to the ground in worship." WORSHIP!!! I couldn't believe this at first. I felt ashamed of myself, because when my mother passed, at first I was in denial, going as far as to pinch myself, because I didn't believe it was really happening. (I was only 10, I was kinda silly then) But the next thing I did was curse a God I didn't even really knew existed. I got so mad and I just yelled and kept saying, "If you were really real you wouldn't have taken my mom. I hate you. I hate you." This mentality went on for so long. Every night before I went to bed I would think, "God, I hate you, why have you done this to me."
Not even a year later I was molested, by someone I should have been able to trust. [I will not ever fess up to who it was, because I have forgiven them, and need to let them heal too. I don't want anybody to guess who it was either, because I don't want someone who is innocent to be accused.] This is also something that I've never told anyone, but I feel like in order to be honest about my journey with God, it is something that needs to come out. Anyways, I feel like this was my Second Test. Job had a second test too, in which he was afflicted with painful sores all over his body, and though I didn't have some weird thing like this (unless you consider chicken pox when I was six, haha), I feel like it left emotional sores. Ones that have only just healed within the last 6 months. However, until March of this year, I had failed this test too, because when Job was given his second test he "did not sin in what he said." (Job 2:10). But what did I do, I cried even louder to God. "How could you let this happen to me? First you kill my mother and now you let this person touch me time and time again? Why don't you make it stop? Why do you let me suffer?". I cried this out inside everyday. In a time where I should have been turning to God, I blamed Him. I thought it was His fault somehow. I think that many people in bad situations do.
I kept dealing with my issues into 8th grade. I hated God. I was depressed and I didn't care about much. I had so much hatred in me, not only for God, but for the people around me, and I even hated myself. I sometimes feel like that is what attracted Satan to me. I think that he fed off of my anger and it became easy for him to influence my behaviors. Don't get me wrong. I didn't start doing horrible things, or anything. I just hated even more. I had friends, but I didn't really care about them. I used people to get my way, I was very manipulative with my words, especially for someone so young.
Job had 3 friends, who came and sat with him in his time of morning. However, I didn't have any friends that really truly understood what was happening to me. That was until God sent them to me. And there were 3. But they weren't sent to help me mourn, they were sent to set me free.
The first was a beautiful girl in my grade. She was one of my, you're-my-friend-but-not-really friends. She was talking about confirmation, and I wasn't really sure what it was, but I wanted to go. Of course, being the teenager that I was, I was using it to get out of advisory.
I went home that night and told my parents that I wanted to start going to confirmation, and of course they were really confused. Of course, the funny thing was, my dad said you can go as long as it's not at the Catholic church. I never understood that, as I'm catholic now. Haha. However, that first church was American Lutheran Church in Long Prairie, MN.
So the next week, I got up on Wednesday morning and went to the church. This is where I met Pastor Bill. He was so convincing about God. However, I still went home every night thinking, "God, you have ruined my life". Job didn't do this, however, he went so far as to curse the day of his birth, but he never does truly curse God.
I met another friend, who is still a friend to me today, and I consider him nothing less than my brother. This is the friend who got me through thick and thin. He helped me see God. This man helped me to be free of the literal demons who were influencing me, and when he did this. I saw God in a new light. I realized he had nothing to do with the things that happened to me. It was Satan. Because much like Job, Satan tested me, he wanted me to reject God. And the reason I say that I don't get to feel like Job, is because he didn't fail miserably like I did. However, Satan did fail, because instead of continuing to hate God, I began to love Him. I began to see Him for what He was, and by doing this, I saw what Satan was doing in my life.
I still struggle now and again, with the "God Why's", my version of the "but why?" that so many ask their parents. But instead of going on and on about it, I always hear God's comforting voice saying "Why are you worrying? I've never let you down before, and I never will." If we trust in God, and we lean toward Him during our sorrows, they will still be great sorrows, but they will be a little easier to get through. God never turns his face on us.
Tonight I want to pray for all of the people who have ever been molested or raped. I know what you are going through, and God can heal you from all of your pain. The key is forgiveness!
Pray with me.
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Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Sitting and Waiting
What should have been 4th of July fireworks with bright colorful balls of fire and loud booms, were actually lightening strikes illuminating the entire sky and loud claps of thunder and the sound of tornado sirens in every direction. Because of the tornado warning, and partially because I live on the 2nd floor of an apartment with no basement, I decided it would be best to stay at the college campus where the fireworks were being held. We went into the gym to wait it out. But what was supposed to be a 20 minute wait, turned into an hour when the tornado warning got extended.
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Sunday, July 3, 2011
The Beginning
I want to get my story out there. I want to be heard. I want people to be changed forever because of my life. But it's not about me at all. My story would be pointless without God; because it is through God that I am the person I am today. Or at least the person I am striving to be day by day.
No, I'm not going to talk about my history everyday. I'm sure sometimes I will post reviews or recipes I come up with. Maybe just pictures of my wonderful husband and son. But the most important part of this blog to me is showing the world that there is hope in Jesus, and that no matter what you have been through, He can help. I'm living proof of that.
I'm not saying I've had it any harder or easier than the next person, because the worst that's ever happened to someone is the worst. Like if the worst thing that happens to someone is that they struggle with addiction, and the worst thing that has happened to their best friend is that they lost their puppy, neither one has had in any more easy or difficult. Because to both of those people that is the worst that has happened. I am simply here to say, look what God can do to a broken girl (or guy) to make them unbroken. That He alone can take our most horrific and terrible experiences and turn them into a beautiful and wonderful thing; using them to mold the people we become.
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