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Heart Surgery Sucks.

12 Tuesday Jul 2011

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Nugget 'O Truth

Today while at work I started thinking about some of the things in my life that are unsolved mysteries, and I am proud to say that I did not get anxious!  I didn’t start worrying, I wasn’t fretting over the outcomes to be had, my mind wasn’t focusing on things that were out of my control.  The change would be nice if it weren’t for how I was feeling. 

My chest doesn’t feel like caving in, it feels like it’s holding itself up while a series of explosions go off on the inside.  Inside the hollow my heart is hiding in the bleakly and depressingly bare topography, clinging to sanity with the hope that these explosions will stop at some point, that the pain is temporary and will produce a miracle, and above all its really, really hurt.  Since it’s not usually in this situation, generally my little heart pick itself up, dusting off the rubble, holding itself up to look pain in the face and ask for it’s worst.  But not this time.  It feels like it’s been cut off from food, water, and help.  Like it’s crying, bleeding out on the battle field and if it could move, it wouldn’t. 

I’ve come to a spot in my life where I’m inconsolably and devastatingly unhappy.  And I really do feel that my heart is this wounded soldier, not even caring anymore about the battle or the war or their outcomes, just about somehow giving in to this pain. 
It’s not even relief that I want, it’s to give in.  And that says something to me that I wish I didn’t have to hear. 
Because I’m ornery.  That means combative and stubborn.  I don’t like being told what to do.  I don’t like being told I’m wrong.  I’m proud, I’m angry, I’m selfish, I’m ungrateful, I’m rude, I do stupid things to get attention, I doubt, I worry, I lust, I hurt people I love… I’m just so sinful.
But I’ve given over the condition of my heart to God, and he’s the one that’s brought me to this place of pain.  What I need isn’t to escape but to embrace, to be reshaped and to have God, the Holy Spirit, and Christ working on my case. 

“Behold, blessed is the one whom God reproves;
   therefore despise not the discipline of the Almighty.
For he wounds, but he binds up;
   he shatters, but his hands heal.”  – Job 5:17-18

So while God keeps me alive, gives my heart strength to survive this process, Christ will be interceding for me, the same way he did in the garden.

“Sanctify them in the truth; your word is truth.”  – John 17:7

And while God and Christ Jesus are working in these and so many awesome ways, the Holy Spirit will be with me, in me, and comforting and counseling my heart with words of truth.

“When the Spirit of truth comes, he will guide you into all the truth, for he will not speak on his own authority, but whatever he hears he will speak, and he will declare to you the things that are to come.  He will glorify me, for he will take what is mine and declare it to you.  All that the Father has is mine; therefore I said that he will take what is mine and declare it to you.”  – John 16:13-15

The mystery and majesty of the Holy Trinity of Awesome makes my head spin, because I can see them each in different roles, yet I know and see that they are all one, shifting and merging.  The most enormous comfort I can feel right now is that while my heart is in pain, it’s also in refuge.

For God alone, O my soul, wait in silence,
   for my hope is from him.
He only is my rock and my salvation,
   my fortress; I shall not be shaken.
On God rests my salvation and my glory;
   my mighty rock, my refuge is God.
Trust in him at all times, O people;
    pour out your heart before him;
   God is a refuge for us.

Psalm 62:5-8

The Lord knows exactly how hurt, how wounded, how self-destructive my heart is.  In fact, he knows everything about me, and he still is chosing to take care of me, guard me from so much worse.  I have and continue to hand myself over to the only one true God that it will ever know, the one that has proven himself over and again, and will continue to do so forever.  Instead of living in the pain I’m going to live in the truth: My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.  (Psalm 73:26)

A Good Woman

20 Friday May 2011

Posted by Meagan Sean in Human Interest, In Memoriam

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Personal Update

I haven’t updated in a while because I haven’t been writing.  It’s not what I prefer, but life has been a little bit in the way, and not always in a bad way. 
The past month or so has been full.  I’ve been learning so much about how to let God move, as opposed to planning and trying to figure things out myself.  In allowing him to guide me, by “going with the flow”, I have gained and lost friends, prayed hard and not at all, and found myself realizing the blessings of his beautiful plans in new ways.  I’ve found that I have faith in something that isn’t always pleasing in the moment, but brings joy to my heart when it’s on the verge of distress: our lives, our stories are written by the heavenly father and he has a perfect ending to each, so perfect that were I to try to write it myself it would be a mockery of his magnificent ways.
Last week a good woman died.  A friend’s mother, a wonder and inspiration to everyone that knew her.  She walked her path trusting the Lord for his plan, and I believe that through every moment of her suffering her spirit was being held close to his heart. 
This woman, who I refered to as Bad Ass even when she was at her worst, was the wife of a good man and the mother of 6 amazing boys.  Obviously I had to e-mail her (this happened almost 7 months ago) and ask her about a few things.  The responses were direct and interesting, but more than that they were helpful in their instruction and wisdom.  When she wrote about her husband and their relationship I was floored.

I was looking for a man who would encourage and challenge my faith. That would keep me on track since I knew that I wasn’t strong enough in myself to do what I knew was right. I know that may sound like a weakness, but it really isn’t. God wants us to strengthen and encourage one another and He puts us together with those who will make us into the person He wants us to be.

I have told my closest friends at times about how I will need to have a husband that will allow me to be me but know when to put my in my place.  I had no idea that these were things someone else had ever felt or considered important in their mates, and I immediately understood exactly what she was saying and that it’s true: God wants us to be with those that will help us turn into the people he wants us to be.  It makes complete sense to not be unequally yoked; one would hinder the other.
She also encouraged me to read the Bible, and I took her advice on reading with breakfast.  I still do.

I made a commitment at that time not to have breakfast if I hadn’t read my Bible. Now, some of the time that wasn’t that effective because I wasn’t a big breakfast eater anyway, but I did read my Bible. The way I figured if I had read it, God could recall any of it from my memory. If I’d never read it, He would have a more difficult time speaking to me.  It is important to do it as soon as possible in the day.

After hearing so many beautiful and funny stories of this woman at her memorial service, ranging from her youth to days before her release from the shell of her body, I felt more and more that she had completed not only her own goals for her life, but also the goals Christ had in store for her. 

You know not having any girls, I have given lots of thought to what I wish I had done. Since I dedicated my life to Christ at a Young Life Camp I’ve been yearning to become a back to the Bible kind of woman. I’m always looking for ways to become more of a Proverbs 31 woman.

I can say, with all my heart and sincerity, that she was a woman who fit into each verse of the psalm.  When planning the memorial her family had discussed what legacy she had left behind, and how her stories and her life would promote the gospel truth.  I agree, it surely will.  But I also have found such inspiration in her life and knowing her spirit that I find myself praying that this thread of her legacy, the one of a woman’s heart longing to ever be the submissive bride of God, will be seen in my life.

Strength and dignity are her clothing,
   and she laughs at the time to come.
She opens her mouth with wisdom,
   and the teaching of kindness is on her tongue.
She looks well to the ways of her household
   and does not eat the bread of idleness.
Her children rise up and call her blessed;
   her husband also, and he praises her:
“Many women have done excellently,
   but you surpass them all.”
Charm is deceitful, and beauty is vain,
   but a woman who fears the LORD is to be praised.
Give her of the fruit of her hands,
   and let her works praise her in the gates.  (Psalm 31:25-31)

Lies My Heart Tells Me

25 Monday Apr 2011

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Lies My Heart Tells Me

When I consider how few people actually read this mess of thoughts it becomes a proper difficulty not to post more rants, raves and complaints.  But my mission with this project twofold: positivity (and I hope that my posts generally end with encouragement for myself and the reader) and honesty (which is something I’m still trying to exercise on a regular basis, not just with other people, but with myself).  But after having gone for quite a few years as a deceitful cynic there are times when my heart and mind relapse into more pessimistic thoughts, usually the kind that lie about things I already know to be true.  So, I’m starting this little “series” for reasons threefold.  For one, I haven’t been writing and that makes my mind a mess, so maybe if I have a series I’ll get back to it and start thinking clearly.  For two, Jeremiah 17:9 says that the heart is deceitful above all things and beyond cure, and I can vouch for that.  For three, by reminding myself of these things through my writing maybe a few other people will be encouraged.  So here I go, and feel free to leave any kind of comments and what not as the series progresses.

Lie of the Heart #1: God can be trusted in all things that do not pertain directly to my life.

I have realized that I do not trust God.  I do not trust others.  I am not always walking in faith these days, I don’t even accept love on a regular basis because I am afraid of it, which means I’m not trusting God to take care of my heart in all situations.  I am such a hypocrite.  I do not say this because of a self-image problem, I say this because of moments of clarity.  Conversations with Tink and Mama Bear always seem to reassure me that yes, my walls of logic are still very much surrounding my little heart, and no, I am not willing to connect with my true feelings or emotions on any subject any time soon.  Of course this leads to revelations of how my heart is working that make me want to stab myself in the eye because I don’t know how things got so far out of hand. 
The other night I was unable to stop itching, I had run out of antihistamine and was ravaged with hives.  I had just spent the evening at a worship night and was feeling sleepy and ok but still itchy, so I went to my bedside table to grab a Benadryl and 1/4 of a sleeping pill so I could fall asleep quickly.  While I was doing this I felt the question only God would even know to ask:
“Don’t you trust me to give you sleep?”
My answer was automatic and tragically, refreshingly honest.
“No, I don’t.”
I took the meds.  I went to bed.  It took me a while to fall asleep, and I woke up a few times in the night scratching.  I woke up in the morning realizing that yet again my mind had managed to put God into a box, giving him outlines and creating stipulations to how he works.  It’s completely retarded, letting my silly human brain decide how big and how wonderous God can be, considering I will never know how truly majestic and glorious he is until the day we meet.

Truth #1) God has already proven that he works in my life on a regular basis when it comes to the physical level.  If God couldn’t be trusted to work in my life on a personal and intimate level, I’d still live in Maine.  I wouldn’t have gotten that monday off a few weeks ago, or have any friends.  I wouldn’t have a job, and I wouldn’t see my prayers for others answered.  God hasn’t left me stranded since I started trying to walk on his path, the same way he took care of Elijah in 1 Kings by listening to his prayers about rain, giving him a place to hide and birds to bring him food (which is so definitely a miracle because let’s face it, what normal bird will give a human their bread during a drought?) and then had a widow ready to take him in and take care of him, then heal a dead boy for him.  The Lord does not have to be so far away, working miracles in other people’s lives and in the world, he has been right here with me and working in my life so often that I’ve failed to continue recognizing it. 

Truth #2) There have been changes in my heart that can only happen by the personal interference of a Holy Creator.  God has been using his gentle potter’s fingers to mold me, showing me the reserves of grace and patience I have, wonderful dreams and their fulfillment, granting me the amazing and supernatural peace that is only received when one pours their heart out to him.  He’s even been gently showing me the lies, rules, and judgments my heart has been using to put God in a box, exposing the fears I have been pushing to the back of my closet, and showing me that dealing with them won’t result in pain, but in beauty and truth.

Surely you desire truth in the inner parts; you teach me wisdom in the inmost place.  – Psalm 51:6

Truth #3) Maybe it’s the Easter sunday talking, but Christ died for all of us and he died for each of us.  That means that while he did take an action that redeemed us all, it doesn’t make what he went through any less personal for each of us.  That means that by his stripes I am healed.  That he was taunted and persecuted and didn’t stand up for himself for my benefit.  That he found my weak and sinful heart to be worth going through so much trauma that Mel Gibson would make a traumatic movie about it.  He has given us, given me a chance to live through his death.  If that’s not the work of God in my personal life I don’t know what is.

Action Plan!

I think that the best bet in countering this attack of doubt is to continually push myself to do what my human nature and the sin of my heart is trying to get myself away from: dive into the Word, give praise and thanksgiving, count my blessings and remind myself of what God has done for me, to continue the dialogue that our relationship needs. 
With the changes of the season seems to come a sense of other changes, and I am finding myself overwhelmed and unprepared for the battle I’ve already joined. 

For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.  Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand.  – Ephesians 6:12&13

I have a feeling that my trust issues aren’t going to be disappearing quickly, and that I will continue to make choices about my life keeping them in mind only to kick myself for being so blatantly un-trusting.  But I also will continue to push myself towards the simple and desperately needed practices that I fall out of so often, so that by knowing God’s character as his word and my life reveals it to be I can stop listening to the lie that he is only so big, only so good, only so incredible.  Because he’s so much more, and I am excited to find out how wrong I’ve been.

Learning New Things All The Time.

14 Thursday Apr 2011

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Nugget 'O Truth

I had a dream a few nights ago that I believe is a word from God.  This dream is not to be confused with the one I had a few weeks ago in which my friend Lumberjack had shaved his face and the next time I saw him his face was clean-shaven.  That was eerily prophetic.

A man and his friend were getting their mail, they were middle-aged and the man who was getting his mail was a former sinner, the good old-fashioned kind that drank too hard and treated people he loved with anger, lashing out at them.  He has been saved, and was glad to find in the mail a check from someone who had agreed to sponsor his new business venture.  He told his friend that he was going to just have the one sponsor, because while he needed more money he had given the situation over to God and he would work hard to make what he received this month last until next month.  Then he noticed that he had another piece of mail, and it was a check for $10,000, double what his sponsor has agreed to give him a month to help him put together his venture.  He started rejoicing, his friend joining him, thanking God.  Then he found more mail, and I knew that he was receiving more of these checks, which were each spontaneous donations from believers that felt compelled by the spirit to help this man begin a new life by showing him the provision of God.
I was not inside this part of the dream, I was watching with God.  He had taken me to this place to show me what he had given the man.  I was watching and I was cool with the man having a sponsor, but when God started giving him more checks I got self-righteous and judgmental.  I didn’t say it out loud in the dream, because I didn’t want to actually tell God that I didn’t think this man really needed so much money at this time, because he had a past of using his money for things that were… bad.  I thought that maybe it would have been wiser for God to give him installments. 
But God knew exactly what I was thinking, and while he was providing check upon check for this man he was laughing and excited.  He turned to me while the men were rejoicing and said “Don’t you see?  I want to give you what you ask for.  I know this man’s heart, and I trust him with my gifts.  His heart has been cleaned, it is clean while asking me for the ability to create his new business that I gave him the idea for.  I have given him these things and now he knows me.”
In all honesty, I’m not sure if God said these words exactly, but I know it was something close to it that he imprinted on my heart because as I was sliding through the haze towards conscious thought I got this big call in my spirit that said “This is a word from God“.  This woke me up at 3:30am, and since I was tired and lazy I stayed in my sleepiness and prayed and after a few hours fell back asleep.
Thoughts, Revelations, and Why I Believe this was a Word from God:

  • I was strongly convicted of the judgment in my heart.  Who am I to ever even think that God is foolish? 
  • In being strongly convicted of my sinful heart, I felt his grace during the dream on a large-scale.  It was like understanding that while God knew I felt bad about being sinful in that moment he filled me with the knowledge of his grace for me and spoke what was important into my heart.
  • God is the God of second chances, of redemption, of kindness.  And he wants to be all of that for us now.
  • Matthew 7 says to recognize whether or not something is healthy by its fruit.  During the time after this dream I have been spending time in the word because I want to know more of God, I have been worshiping, and I have been praying that God does a work in my heart that it will be more like his for people, even the ones that I sinfully cannot find any way to love.
  • The dream does convict me, but it also exhorts me to live like this man who I was judgmental towards: putting all hope, all trust, all plans at the foot of the cross and rejoicing in whatever it is that we receive from our Lord.
  • 1 John 4:2&3 – “By this you know the Spirit of God: every spirit that confesses that Jesus Christ has come in the flesh is from God, and every spirit that does not confess Jesus is not from God.”   The dream was an illustration of how God not only wants to give us a new life, but we have one because of his son.  The man in my dream had given his heart over to Christ and had turned from his ways of a sinner in order to have the new life promised through the blood. 

Trust in the LORD, and do good;
   dwell in the land and befriend faithfulness.
 Delight yourself in the LORD,
   and he will give you the desires of your heart.  – Psalm 37:3&4

This verse combined with the story in Luke of the sinful woman who washed the feet of Christ with her tears and her hair assure my spirit that I’m not going completely crazy.  This dream agrees with the scriptures, and speaks to their truth.  It has been a light to the darkness in my heart, shown me the depths of God’s mercy and grace, and how much he wants to give to his children. 

“You did not anoint my head with oil, but she has anointed my feet with ointment. Therefore I tell you, her sins, which are many, are forgiven—for she loved much. But he who is forgiven little, loves little.” And he said to her, “Your sins are forgiven.”  – Luke 7:46-48

80’s Christian Rock at it’s gnarliest.

06 Wednesday Apr 2011

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Nugget 'O Truth

This week our bible study leader went on vacation, and I had to work.  We both missed bible study!  I wasn’t happy about it, in fact I rued the day I picked my job!  But I felt better later with a little TLC from a few very wonderful people, and the kid that got to deliver a message this week gave me the rundown of what he was going to talk about.  This kid (man, dude, dude-man?) is something else, I’ll call him Sailor because he’s got something to do with the Coast Guard or something.  I think.  Sailor is one part opinionated hipster glasses, one part incredible teachings and one part snark, all wrapped up in a ginger.  When he told me about what he’d be teaching on it got me thinking, and so I will give a briefing and my thoughts on the topic.
When Sailor said he was teaching on the tabernacle I looked like…..

And when he said he was using Proverbs, Ecclesiastes and the Song of Solomon to explain a bunch of things I looked like…..

But when he put it all together I got it!  But I digress.
When the Israelites got out of Egypt they were so happy then so hungry then so thirsty then so content then made an idol then nearly got smote a few times.  Somewhere in there God had them build him a tabernacle, a place for his essence to reside with his people.  There was a whole system for it, and I admit I’m no scholar so if I get things wrong please correct me, from the outer courts and sacrifices to the inner court and preparation, then only the priest was allowed in to the holy of holies.  There was a massive amount of tradition, ritual, and other crazy stuff involved, and if the priest had done something incorrectly or was holding back sin in his heart he got straight up smote!  If I grew up with that I would have a pants-wetting problem all the time just remembering God was in that thing. 
When Christ came, saw, and conquered death the Israelites were still using this same system.  The inner courts and the holy of holies was divided by a veil or curtain, but when Christ died he broke the curse that condemned man to a life set apart from God, and the veil-curtain-thingy in the temple got ripped in half.  We no longer need an intermediary in the form of a priest to have communion with God!  Sick, I know.

If he were on earth, he would not be a priest, for there are already men who offer the gifts prescribed by the law.  They serve at a sanctuary that is a copy and shadow of what is in heaven. This is why Moses was warned when he was about to build the tabernacle: “See to it that you make everything according to the pattern shown you on the mountain.”  But the ministry Jesus has received is as superior to theirs as the covenant of which he is mediator is superior to the old one, and it is founded on better promises.  – Hebrews 8:4-6

Yay for good news!  Now let’s back-track a little bit to where I mentioned Proverbs, Ecclesiastes, and Song of Solomon.  These three books were written to convey certain things to the Israelites through different relationships, all of which we can find in the Lord.

Proverbs was written as a father teaching a son about life, and it represents the outer courts of the temple.  It is what I would call superficial, a surface level book, in that it is about how we conduct our lives as proper people of God.  It completely made sense to me that a father instructing his son on the way to live a Godly life would be tied to the outer courts, because that is where the people are, where the bringing in of sacrifices happened, most of the interacting with each other. 
In my mind the outer courts and Proverbs are tied into crucifying our flesh with Christ. 

Those who belong to Christ Jesus have crucified the sinful nature with its passions and desires.  – Galatians 5:24

When we are in Christ we are given a new spirit, HIS Spirit, and our actions toward others, the church, God, should reflect the new longing in our hearts to become more and more like our heavenly father.  We find ourselves wanting to do things we know are sinful and turning from them because we have been taught what is right and we don’t want to disappoint the Lord with our actions.

Ecclesiastes, which represents the inner court of the tabernacle, is written as a teacher/pastor to a church.  Ecclesiastes, if you haven’t read it, is full of pondering life and why it’s important and various other things I usually can’t stand, but it also has a lot to say about how life is fleeting and we should enjoy it.  To me, this book feels like guidance of the heart and mind, reminding the Israelites to set their hearts in the right place and to keep their eyes on the ultimate goal as opposed to momentary gains.  The inner courts were a place of preparation, a place where the priest would have to become completely humbled and repentant in his heart in order to move in to the holy of holies.  So I see this book and this area of the tabernacle as being similar in that they are both meant to prepare our hearts for the importance to come, to get us focused and contrite and clean before moving into the intimate place.  A reflection of this relationship is seen not only in Christ Jesus being a teacher and telling really cool parables, but in his gifting of the Holy Spirit.

But the Counselor, the Holy Spirit, whom the Father will send in my name, will teach you all things and will remind you of everything I have said to you.  – John 14:26

We have a helper/counselor/teacher/reminder with us always that will gently remind or rebuke our hearts in whatever way it does, pointing us towards the ultimate truth of God’s glory being far more important than anything else.

Song of Solomon was written from the point of view of the Beloved.  It is like reading a conversation between a honeymooning couple, full of sweet, sweet love and a whole ton of intimacy between the two.  Tieing it to the holy of holies, that’s where priests had face time with God.  Also, there’s an “of” between two words in each title. 
Why would a book that sounds like a honeymoon be written to convey face time with God?  That’s strange, right?  Not really. 

Husbands, love your wives, just as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her to make her holy, cleansing her by the washing with water through the word, and to present her to himself as a radiant church, without stain or wrinkle or any other blemish, but holy and blameless.  In this same way, husbands ought to love their wives as their own bodies. He who loves his wife loves himself.  After all, no one ever hated his own body, but he feeds and cares for it, just as Christ does the church— for we are members of his body.  “For this reason a man will leave his father and mother and be united to his wife, and the two will become one flesh.” This is a profound mystery—but I am talking about Christ and the church.  – Ephesians 5:25-32

It’s really stupid, but sometimes I feel bad for God because we sinned in the first place and can’t all get legitimate face time right now.  I know he wants it, I know I want it.  But I remember that his time isn’t like ours, and his wisdom makes our geniuses look handi-capable. 
And while I’m done explaining all of this for the most part, I do want to mention why I spent more time on the outer two courts than the inner-most.  I have found that sometimes I get to the holy of holies in prayer time or worship time and I don’t know how I got there.  I understand that Christ completely nullified the need for any courts at all, but I have found that when I am actively trying to keep to the teachings of each court in my own life (Proverbs being my life with others, Ecclesiastes being my life to myself and where I focus my efforts, Song of Solomon being my spiritual life) I feel like I’m actually trying to be a better, new version of myself that Christ says I am.  It doesn’t happen every day, and I would never say that works get you into heaven, but I would rather please my Father with my actions and enjoy life with a true understanding of why I’m here than ignore what has been passed down to me in the Word.  At the same time, I have to be careful about thinking that anything can make me a little more worthy of the mercy I’ve recieved, and when I sin (which is often) I try to remember that only because of my sin can I experience grace that surpasses my understanding. 
And for a cool tabernacle song, check out this tune.

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