Monthly Archives: September 2012

“I’m tired of being thankful,” she said softly, as tears shone in her eyes.

Honest words. Hard to say in a church sanctuary, of all places, where there are lots of smiles and music.

And very often masks firmly in place.

Her life has been shattered into many pieces. She is tired of trying to trace the rainbow through the rain. Most days she doesn’t even see the rainbow; just the seemingly never-ending storm. The hurt runs deep. So deep that the mask has come off because the pain is too much to hide behind a chipper, “I’m fine, thanks.”

Sometimes life is anything but “fine.”

Church should be the safest of places to bare our hurts, our confusion, our pain, our tears. And thank God, sometimes it is.

However, as one pastor states, “Instead of a hospital for sufferers, church becomes a glorified costume party, where lonely men and women tirelessly police each other’s facade of holiness. The higher up in the pecking order, the less room for weakness.”

This kind of nonsense  is not ever from Jesus.

Jesus is real to the bone. He openly showed a range of emotions to His disciples when He walked this earth. He was not afraid to cry. He asked for prayer and support in His darkest hour. He revealed His heartbreak over sin and death and pride. To this day, He deeply feels everything we feel.

…In all their distress He too was distressed…in His love and mercy He redeemed them; He lifted them up and carried them…(Is. 63:9)

He desires truth in our inner being (Ps. 51:6). The problem is that sometimes what is in there is so ugly that we don’t want to look at it, let alone acknowledge it. But we must…if we want to be free.

The enemy would prefer that we keep everything locked up tight inside, that we cement our masks firmly in place and by all means, keep smiling! And all the while, the pain eats away at our hearts like a cancer and our world grows small and claustrophobic  and we feel like we are suffocating.

Yet, Jesus is our Deliverer.

We went through fire and through water, but You brought us out into a broad place (to abundance and refreshment, and the open air).–Ps. 66:12

That is always His goal for us: abundance, revival, the fresh air of liberty!  Liberty from sin. Liberty from fear. Liberty from the performance-driven mentality. Liberty from striving to have the  “perfect” life or be the “perfect” Christian. (There is no such thing).

Because in the end, it is always and only about what Jesus has done for us on the Cross..not what we do for Him. As long as we live, we will never outgrow our need for the Gospel, the Good News: I am a great sinner but Jesus is a great Savior.

You may ask, “How does the fact that Jesus died on the cross impact my current situation/heartache/trial in 2012?”

As Tullian Tchividjian writes in his must-read book Jesus + Nothing = Everything,  “The gospel doesn’t simply rescue us from the past and rescue us for the future; it also rescues us in the present from being enslaved to things like fear, insecurity, anger, self-reliance, bitterness, entitlement, and insignificance.” 

He goes on to say, “Rediscovering the gospel enabled me to see that:

because Jesus was strong for me, I was free to be weak;
because Jesus won for me, I was free to lose;
because Jesus was someone, I was free to be no one;
because Jesus was extraordinary, I was free to be ordinary;
because Jesus succeeded for me, I was free to fail. (pp. 23-24)

That is, indeed, good news! Because of the cross, there is a happily-ever-after for all of our sad stories.

So, if today finds you in the same place as my friend, know that every single day for the rest of your life, you will always have one thing to be thankful for…and it is the most important thing of all: Jesus came for you. He rescued you when you had no hope. He gave you new life.

It’s okay to thank Him through your tears.

It’s okay that you may not feel thankful.

It’s okay to pour your heart out to Him.

And in the end, He will make it all okay.

He promised.

As we parted, I reminded my friend that we are all broken. Nobody has it all together in this fallen world. That’s why we need each other. We can pick up those who have fallen and remind them that, for Christ’s own, the darkest night does not last forever. Morning always comes.

So be kind to each other. As you go into this day, keep your eyes open to those who may be hurting…and remind them of the Good News.

For God so loved and dearly prized (you) that He even gave up His only begotten Son (for you), so that when (you) believe in, trust in, cling to, rely on Him, (you) will not perish, come to destruction, be lost, but (you will) have eternal, everlasting life. —John 3:16 (Amplified) 

This year, I was delighted that Lifeway made it possible for individuals to be able to watch Beth’s Living Proof Live simulcast.

So, this past Saturday morning, I logged on via my laptop and had an amazing time in God’s Word.

I loved that Beth’s worship leader, the incredibly talented Travis Cottrell began the day by declaring, “This is no ordinary day. Jesus has set aside this day to speak freedom to you!”

Did He ever!

Beth shared that she believed that God’s purpose for this simulcast was to ignite a huge revival of faith.

Her text for the day was 2 Kings 4, which chronicles the accounts of two women. One was very wealthy, one was very poor. However, they did share something: they each were in need of a miracle that only a delivering Savior could provide.

The first woman (who Beth called Girl A) had almost nothing.

Her husband had died and the debt collectors were coming to take her sons in order to pay off the debt that was owed. Can you imagine what a terrifying experience this was? She had already lost her husband and now she would lose her sons. I cannot fathom the depths of her grief and fear.

1. Personal desperation can jar us out of second-hand stories.

Beth shared that it is believed that this woman’s husband was named Obadiah, who heroically hid 100 of God’s prophets from Jezebel’s murderous rage. He housed them in a cave at his own expense, which may explain why he was in debt when he died.

For years, she had witnessed God move powerfully in the life of her husband. However, after his death, she was in the spotlight. She would no longer be living in the shadow of someone else’s story. It was her time.

Beth asked, “Can you recount God’s faithfulness to YOU?”  She went on to say, “Your life should be marked by a dramatic, climactic, radical show of God’s faithfulness. It’s time to reclaim YOUR firsthand story!”  

We were never meant to simply watch God’s faithfulness to others; we were meant to experience Him ourselves. There are no second-class Christians! God wants to reveal Himself to each and every one of His own!

This was a woman who was in need of a miracle when God sent His prophet Elisha to her.

The only thing she had in her home was “a little oil.” Elisha instructed her to go to her neighbors and request any and all empty jars. And not just one or two. Elisha’s instructions were to make sure she gathered “not too few.”

First of all, it is not easy to admit to others that we are in need. It takes both faith and humility to do this. Yet, it is important not to hide our need from others. God will use our very weaknesses and struggles to minister to others, as we share how He has met our need. This is the one of the ways that the risen Christ becomes visible to others.

As Beth said, “We have to embrace our need. Our need is our invitation to experience the miraculous!”

Secondly, this desperate woman was told not to just gather one or two jars, but many. We need to be just as bold in our prayers.

As Beth said, “Don’t ask for a few. Stop being so polite about your faith! Have you been attacked? Attack back with your faith!” 

(Beth then shared that after being inspired by her son-in-law’s preaching on this passage of Scripture, she collected some empty jars and placed them all along the mantle above her fireplace to remind her that “there is a jar-gatherer in all of us. It’s time to find her!” ).

After she had gathered all the jars she could, her instructions were simple: “Shut the door upon you and your sons. Then pour out the oil you have into all those vessels, setting aside each one when it is full….when the vessels were all full….she came and told the man of God. He said, “Go, sell the oil and pay your debt, and you and your sons live on the rest.” (vv.4-7).

There are all some seasons in life where we need to shut yourself in with faith. Don’t listen to the naysayers. Soak in the Word. Believe God.

Because she had obeyed God’s plan, she and her sons were miraculously delivered. There is truly NOTHING that is impossible with our God. He can take our little and make it overflow into abundant provision. He sees our plight and He ALWAYS has a plan!

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Now we turn our attention to the second woman mentioned in this Scripture passage (who Beth called “Girl Z”).

This lady and her husband were very wealthy and they were also generous. They added a room onto their home for Elisha, so that when he was visiting the area, he would have a place to stay. When Elisha asked if there was anything he could do for her, she told him she didn’t need anything.  She was “fine.”

2. God didn’t call us to “fine.” He called us to FAITH. 

Fine isn’t the point.

Beth recalled a question her pastor asked when he was preaching on this passage that spoke to her in a powerful way: “Do you want to live in the supernatural provision of God where you experience the miraculous or do you just want to live a humanly explainable life?”   

Wow.

I don’t know about you, but I don’t want to get to the end of my life and be able to explain it all. Where is the glory of  God in that?! I have already been privileged to live the unexplainable and it is one wild, exhilarating ride! There truly is nothing like walking through this life with Jesus.

It turns out that Girl Z did have a need that all her money could not buy: she was childless.

When Elisha told her that she would have a son in a year’s time, her reaction was vehement: “Oh!” she exclaimed. “Please, sir, don’t lie to me! You are a man of God!”  (v. 16)

In the modern vernacular, Beth said that she was saying, ” Don’t mess with me!”  This was obviously a very tender area in her heart. How many years had she yearned for a child?

People in Girl Z’s situation learn to live like this:” Do the safe thing. Don’t ask for anything so you will not be disappointed. Don’t risk loss. Don’t risk getting out there where it’s rough.”

Beth mentioned that when we choose to live like this, we end up living a little life because we ask little and risk little.

“God has not called any of you to a little life! We are called to an astonishing life! Risk! Then experience a dramatic story and supernatural provision!

(She had us write out the word ‘faithfulness’ then cross out the word faith).

We want to find a way to be faithful without the faith. Then all we have left is fullness, which creates a vacuum that we try to fill with various things (ex: doing good deeds, possessions, etc.).”

She made it clear that she is not talking about material blessing and provision, though that is certainly part of the equation. Rather, “We are to live in the abundance of Christ!”

3. Fear is the crippler of a walking, talking miracle.

We all deal with fear to some extent.

Beth quoted Ps. 44:5 which says, “Through You we push back our enemies; through Your Name we trample our foes.”  She said it is time to push back the enemy. Earlier this year, she wrote out 7 pages of “fear nots” in the Bible and read one page a day. You can find this on Beth’s blog and print out your own copy.

After doing this every single day, faith replaced fear…so much so that Beth did not even recognize herself three months later and she wrote in her journal “I have no fear. Who is this You are making me???”  That is the power of His Word and His resurrection life that flows through our hearts.

“Are you still accepting the lie, ‘This is how it’s always going to be?’ Are you still drawing breath? Change is always possible! What could God begin to do TODAY that in 3 months, you could ask, ‘Who is this You are making me???”

4. Faith trusts that every call to forsake is a call to also take.

“In Christ, everything He asks us to forsake (such as fear), He gives us something to take (courage).

Just as Elisha promised, Girl Z conceived and had a son the next year. Several years passed and then tragically, her son fell ill and died in her arms. She immediately went to find Elisha, knowing that his God was her only hope.

You can hear the anguish in her voice as she says to Elisha, “Didn’t I tell you, don’t raise my hopes?”

Elisha came to her home immediately and attempted to revive her dead son. The boy began to grow warm again but he was not yet fully alive. Elisha’s first attempt failed.

What happens when we fail? When we believe Him for something and it doesn’t happen?

Do we run or hide OR do we get on our faces before God?

We cannot allow our failure become faithlessness. 

The bottom line is that we want to control God… We want a list of things to do so we can do those things and have some control. But Jesus says NO! Get out there in the wind and the waves and find yourself some fiery faith!

5. Faith faces the fact that there is no formula. 

If there was a formula, we would go for the results rather than the Redeemer.  Pray with expectation! We may not get exactly what we’re asking for, but He WILL be faithful!

We live with mystery. He is GOD and we have to trust Him. Do you have enough security in Him to trust Him with the mystery? In the marrow of your bones, do you believe that He is good? God does NOT have a dark side! 

If what we asked for in believing faith doesn’t come down, that means that something is up!

He never says no to us without a good reason!  His ways are higher than our ways. (Isaiah 55).

6. Faith rests its case on the resurrection of the dead. 

Miraculously, God raised Girl Z’s son from the dead! That was a preview of Christ, who would one day rise from the dead on our behalf.

If Jesus died and rose from the dead, is there ANYTHING He cannot do?!

Within you is the same resurrection power that raised Jesus from the dead! Ask Him to fill you up to overflowing and do what only He can do! 

Beth brought up a question that we may have as we read this account. Why doesn’t God raise the dead in our day?

She went on to share a concept. The wonders of God under the established  Old Covenant  were primarily external & secondarily internal. 2 Corinthians 3 tells us that the O.T. saints saw glory.

In contrast, the wonders of God under the established New Covenant were primarily internal & secondarily external. 2 Cor. 3 tells us that the N.T. saints see a surpassing glory. 

Today, the biggest wonder He wants to perform is IN human hearts. WE become the miracle! Every single believer was stone cold dead spiritually and has been raised from the dead. 

Do you want to be powerfully used by God? You can be. It’s up to you. Spiritually speaking, gather your jars. He won’t do a wonder without your cooperation. It’s up to you to receive it.

The biggest wonder God wants to perform is not just for you but in you!

7. The Lord speaks; many, many women spread the good news. (Ps. 68:11, NET Bible)

It is our immense privilege to spread the good news that Jesus came for us, that He lived a perfect life and died in our place, taking the punishment that we deserved so that we could have the priceless gift of eternal life.

Now get out there and spread the good news!

If God does not part your sea, He wants you to walk on it!

I found it ironic that in my last post, I wrote about being so grateful to have a place to go when we get hit hard by life. That place, of course, is God’s throne, where He rules in absolute control…even when things on this earth seem so out of control.

I published the post and headed to the high school track to walk. I had just started to walk when my cell phone rang. It was my mom’s cell phone.

I hate to see her cell phone number.

I mainly see that number when she is calling to tell me that she is in the hospital.

At 77, my mom is generally quite healthy but there have been a few times over the years when she has had to go to the ER. This was one of those times.

“I’m in the hospital,” she said, sounding tired and frightened. She went on to tell me that she had had a TIA. Her cousin Elaine was with her and she was waiting to be admitted. She told me about the events that had led her there and promised to keep me posted. We said our “I love yous” and disconnected.

I felt a lump in my throat and my heart started pounding. It was a brilliantly sunny day. High school students played flag football on the field and further down the hill, elementary children were out for recess in full force, their loud laughter piercing the early afternoon air.

I felt small, scared and helpless. I only have one parent left and  I was not ready to say goodbye.

The first place I went was to the throne that I had written about earlier. I poured my heart out to Jesus, who is firmly seated on that throne.  He is the Author of life and knows every day that has been allotted to each of us. He is close to the broken-hearted. He collects all our tears in a bottle. He is intimately acquainted with our fears. He draws near to us in our time of need. I was so grateful that I had somewhere to go during a time like this. I took comfort in knowing that nothing takes Jesus by surprise.  Even though I couldn’t be with my mom in that Pennsylvania hospital room, He was there with her.  My prayers reached His ears and He sent His peace pouring into my heart.

After praying, I began to text and call dear friends and ask them to pray. Hearing their familiar voices and reading their words was such a comfort.

When I climbed into my car to head back home, the voice of Michael W. Smith filled the air from my CD player. His version of “Here I Am To Worship” was just starting. I began to sing along as I drove and knew that for the rest of the day, I would listen to that song over and over again.

Worship always replaces worry.

Worship calms fears and soothes frayed nerves.

Worship fills the empty places with His fullness.

Worship silences the lies of the enemy.

Worship replaces the gray with  the bright colors of joy.

Worship brings blessed peace to troubled hearts.

Worship allows our spirits to rise above the confines of this earth and gain a much-needed eternal perspective.

Worship focuses our attention like a laser beam on Jesus and His power and loving-kindness.

Worship reminds us that He gives beauty for ashes and promises to work all things for the good of His own.

All day long, I listened to that song, and my faith became stronger than my fears. Yes, my fear was still there, lurking, but I didn’t allow it to overwhelm me.

As it turned out, my mom was fine. All her tests came back clear and she was released from the hospital yesterday.

I am so grateful.

Whatever you are going through as you read this, do not hesitate to use praise as your most powerful and effective weapon.

Even if you do not get the happy ending you were hoping for, trust His heart and know that His purposes are good and kind.

Praise or fear?

The choice is yours.

My son interviewed me for his history class yesterday.

His assignment was to talk to someone who had lived through September 11, 2001…the day that the veil was pulled back and we all saw a glimpse of hell.

It was hard to put myself back into that horrible day; the day that had dawned so bright and beautiful with no hint of the darkness that was about to descend.

A phone call from my friend Ida Mae at 8:50 a.m. that morning forever pierced my illusion of safety in this world. A quick flick of the remote control filled my cozy family room with the ghastly and gruesome images that I never thought I would see on American soil.

When the initial thought that this must have been a terrible mistake was proven false by the second plane slamming unmercifully into the second tower, the tears flowed and I felt as if all the breath had been knocked out of me.

I ran to check on my kids, who were at the time only 4 and 5 years old. They were happily playing, oblivious to the world gone mad around them.

I just wanted to drink in their sweet, innocent faces and keep them safe forever.

That day passed both quickly and in agonizing slow motion. At one point, it seemed as if the bad news would never stop coming, as we saw planes crash into both the Pentagon and a remote field in Pennsylvania. Nobody knew what fresh horror would appear next. Phone lines buzzed with both rumors and fact. Formerly reticent family and friends were quick to offer “I love you’s”.  Tomorrow was no longer certain, as all those souls who entered eternity that day could attest.

I never remember feeling so vulnerable, so scared, so small. When my husband came home, I hugged him as if I would never let go.

This world didn’t feel like home anymore to me. Of course, it was never supposed to.

A new ladies fall Bible study was to begin that evening at my church. The woman in charge decided not to cancel the event. She called me to say that she wanted to open her home to anyone who wanted to come, feeling that we all needed to be together.

It turned out to be the best decision.

We all arrived that evening at 7:00, in a rather shell-shocked state. Some tears were still fresh, some had dried. All hearts were heavy.

Together, His daughters took our prayers and heartache to the Throne of Grace…the ONLY true shelter in any storm.

How beautiful it is that because of Christ’s sacrifice on the cross, we have a place to go with our fears and heartaches. As terrifying events unfold here on earth, we know deep down that they do not have the final say. There is a greater, more beautiful Reality than anything we can see.

Our God reigns.

You, O Lord, are enthroned forever. —Ps. 102:12

God reigns over the nations; God sits upon His holy throne.—Ps. 47:8

The Lord reigns, let the earth rejoice…clouds and darkness are round about Him…righteousness and justice are the foundation of His throne. Fire goes before Him and burns up His adversaries round about. His lightnings illumine the world; the earth sees and trembles. The hills melted like wax at the presence of the Lord, at the presence of the Lord of the whole earth. The heavens declare His righteousness and all the peoples see His glory. —Ps. 97:1-6

Our God sees.

His eyes are on the ways of man and He sees all his steps. —Job 34:21

Our God comes.

Our God comes and does not keep silent; a fire devours before Him and round about Him a mighty tempest rages. —Ps. 50:3

Our God avenges.

The Lord is a jealous God…the Lord avenges and is full of wrath. The Lord takes vengeance on His adversaries and reserves wrath for His enemies.—Nahum 1:2

Upon the wicked He will rain quick burning coals or snares: fire, brimstone, and a dreadful, scorching wind shall be the portion of their cup. —Ps. 11:6

(No, those hijackers were NOT greeted by virgins in paradise as they had been led to believe. They were greeted by the risen Christ in all His terrifying wrath because they had refused His sacrificial death for their sins).

Most of all, our God loves and our God saves.

For God so greatly loved and dearly prized the world that He gave His only Son, so that whoever believes (trusts in, clings to, relies on Him) shall not perish (come to destruction, be lost), but have eternal (everlasting) life.—John 3:16

Later on that fateful day, I heard a most wonderful story. As people rushed down the stairs of the towers, not knowing if they would live to see the exit, there was one man who began to yell out the Gospel message to all who would listen.

“Believe on the Name of Jesus and be saved!” He yelled, bringing the very words of LIFE into death and fear and terror.

That is what I love about the beauty and simplicity of the Gospel message.  It is so simple that a child can understand it but so rich and deep that we will spend an eternity learning of its wonders.

Those people in that stairwell did not have to see a priest. They did not have to perform penance or do good works. They did not have to undergo elaborate religious rituals, empty of meaning.

They had to do one thing: believe that Jesus was God in human form. That He had come to this earth to live a perfect life in order to die the perfect death for sinners who had no way to get to a holy and righteous God. That He paid the penalty we owed so that we could be forever free.

The thief who was crucified next to Jesus illustrates the sheer power and  this wondrous simplicity of the Gospel.

He had nothing to recommend him.

He was a vile criminal, dying a horrific death for crimes that he had committed.

He was helpless to save himself from impending death…both physical and spiritual.

Yet he looked upon Christ and believed.

One of the criminals who were hanged railed at Him, saying, “Are you not the Christ? Save yourself and us!” But the other rebuked him, saying, “Do you not fear God, since you are under the same sentence of condemnation? …We are receiving the reward due our deeds but this Man has done nothing wrong.” And he said, “Jesus, remember me when you come into your kingdom.” And He said to him, “Truly, I say to you, today you will be with Me in paradise.” —Luke 23:39-43.

The sheer grace of this moment takes my breath away.

It is the sheer grace of our Savior, Jesus Christ that still saves today.

And it is because of that salvation, that grace, that we can know a better Day is coming. This world is not our home. All that is wrong will be made right. Jesus will come again. Evil will not triumph. It will be dealt with in perfect justice and eradicated forever. Our magnificent God is in the process of making all things new.

Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth, for the former heaven and former earth had passed away and there no longer existed any sea. And I saw the holy city, the new Jerusalem, descending out of heaven from God, all arrayed like a bride beautified and adorned for her husband.

Then I heard a mighty voice from the throne..saying, “See! The abode of  God is with men and He will live among them and they shall be His people and God shall personally be with them and be their God.

God will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more; neither shall there be anguish, sorrow, and mourning, nor grief, nor pain any more, for the old conditions and the former order of things have passed away.

And He who is seated on the throne said, “See! I am making all things new.” —Revelation 21:1-5

Amen.

There is someone in my life that I just do not understand. (It is no one in my immediate family).

The behavior mystifies me and I truly struggle at times to show Christ’s love.

However, I  recently had a major breakthrough so I thought I would  blog about it to help someone else who is dealing with what author Mary Southerland calls a “sandpaper person.”

One morning when I was going to be in the company of this person, I was literally on my knees, asking Jesus to pour His love for her into my heart, as He promises to do in Romans 5:5. In my flesh, I just did not have it in me.

He answered my prayer almost immediately in rapid-fire succession.

1) He showed me that I am as broken as she is.

After my prayers, I checked in with one of my favorite blogs and read these words (the author was writing about someone in her life who was hard to love): “…when logic said that I should be angry or might love her less, I couldn’t…and as I saw the extent of her brokenness and mine, I loved her even more.” 

Those words stopped me dead in my tracks as I heard the voice of Christ speak to my heart through a Shaun Groves song called “No Better” :

When you throw your stone, aim it at the heart
Where every crime comes from, where every stumble starts
And save the next for me; muster all your skill
‘Cause sin in secrecy is the hardest kind to kill

Lay me down with the liars, brawlers, thieves, and backbiters
Lay me down with the others, cause I’m no better.

There’s no justice here; it’s just as well you know
We’ve all got hell to pay
And grace pays all we owe

Lay me down with the takers, politicians, cheats, and heartbreakers
Lay me down with the others, cause I’m no better.

Jesus used the words of Katie and Shaun to gently remind me that my sandpaper person and I are in the exact same boat.  We were both born into sin, enemies of God, hopeless to save ourselves from the hell that we deserved.

The only difference is that Jesus has opened my eyes to the glorious fact that He took the punishment that I deserved in order to set me free.

She is still bound in her sin, still  resisting the blazing, penetrating, loving, and convicting love of her Savior. She hasn’t  yet  accepted the fact that perfect divine justice and perfect divine love met at the Cross so that she could be forgiven and made new.

That very cross is the place where she can take her list of grievances, her hurts, her pain and find healing…but she is not willing.

I have been very bit as stubborn and prideful and hard-hearted as she is in my life.

It has been said that the ground is level at the foot of the cross. There is only One who is lifted up there. Only One who holds the key to beautiful redemption. Only One who has the power to take our sins away and grant us forgiveness.

The choice is up to us.

At this point in time, she is saying no. She is refusing the precious gift that is offered to her.

My job is to love her right where she is, just as others loved me when I was in her place. This love (the love of Christ) is most often not a feeling; it is an action. It is a determination to love the unlovely, to pursue them even in their ugliness, to see with heaven-filled eyes of faith what they could be when they are redeemed by their Savior’s love.

His command to me in this instance is simple: Love the broken. Pray with all your strength. Watch Me work.

2) The lost have no redemptive revelation of God.

I am continually amazed at my sandpaper person’s insistence on reciting her personal woes. Not just once, but over and over again, like a dog fruitlessly chasing its tail or a broken record.

Her vision cannot seem to go beyond herself and her small, claustrophobic world.

“Look around you!” I practically want to shout, frustrated by the extreme self-centeredness. “There is so much more to life than you and your issues!”

Then Jesus showed me this verse: “Where there is no vision (no redemptive revelation of God) the people perish.” (Proverbs 29:18, Amplified version).

Lost people can be quite incapable of seeing anything beyond themselves and their concerns.

As a Christian, I know that I am the created, that my small story is but a whisper of His huge story. I serve a limitless God who does “exceedingly, abundantly above all that I could ever ask, think, or imagine” (Ephesians 3:20). He is the Author of life itself. He teaches me to look outward. He calls me to go, to help, to serve, to invite, to invest. He commands me to die to self that I might really LIVE. 

He has shown me what it means to look at all people and problems and situations redemptively.  

My God makes all things new! Nothing is impossible with Him! He gives me eyes that see beyond the natural, giving me a thrilling glimpse of His redemptive work.  Living life with Jesus is having a front row seat to watch the seemingly impossible become possible!

What a tremendous gift! 

This dear one who I struggle to love has no such vision…because she doesn’t know the God who created her and longs to be known by her.

All she can see is her problems and her solutions (none of which ever work, leaving her more frustrated and depressed than ever). She thinks that it is up to her to fight her own battles, to defend herself, to set everything right, to figure it all out.

How exhausting. How sad. How hopeless.

She doesn’t know that there is One who promises to be her Shield, her Rock, her Protector, her Guide.

And right  there, Jesus fills my heart with compassion that had run dry.

3) She is my mission field.

I began to listen to my new favorite song, “Sometimes” by David Crowder. I was singing along with David and as I sung the words, “Oh God send me!” it was as if Jesus physically materialized beside me and said, “Please stop thinking of that line so romantically. I am not sending you to Africa or China. Right now, I am sending you into this day minister to her.  She is your mission field today.”

I listened to His Voice. I obeyed His command. I went forward into that day in His strength. And He was faithful to love her through me.

All the “sandpaper people” in our lives are our misson field, aren’t they?

There are no accidents with our God. Nothing is haphazard.

The sandpaper people have been placed very carefully and purposefully into our lives. If we will allow Him to, Jesus has much to teach us through them. They are actually gifts in disguise.

*They help us confront our own weaknesses.

*They teach us about the stubborn, pursuing and perfecting love of our Savior who never gives up.

*They remind us how lost we were until Jesus found us.

*They teach us to look at the world through the eyes of Christ, rather than simply human eyes.

*They show us how utterly bankrupt we are to love anybody more than we love ourselves.

*They help us learn to love, REALLY love in the true and pure biblical sense of the word.

Can you ask Jesus (as I did) to help you see your sandpaper person as His love gift in disguise? Can you thank Him for the opportunity to draw closer to Him as you agree to be His partner in the thrilling and exhilarating work of redemption?

My goal is that what is said of the Proverbs 31 woman in verse 20 would be true of me as I deal with sandpaper people, present and future:

“”She reaches out her filled hands to the needy (whether in body, mind, or spirit). 

May it always be so from this day on…in His strength and power.