When I Can’t See Them Changing

The unfolding of Your words gives light; It gives understanding to the simple. I opened my mouth wide and panted.  Psalm 119:130-131

Some are called to plant spiritual seeds and to take the Gospel to remote parts of the earth.  Others are to come along behind to water what’s been planted.  We who are called to water others seeds are the majority.

I talked with a mother yesterday who is heartbroken that her adult son is so far from Christ.  She is reading the prayer every day over him that God led me to write about a week ago.  She is not alone in her grief, is she?  Every one of us loves someone in whom the seed was planted long ago but shows no signs of becoming tender toward Christ.  We can easily despair and lose hope.  But seeds are just that.  Seeds.  Out of sight.  Beneath the soil.  They are there but just not visible yet.  And, they need watering.  If I despair and abandon the process of spiritual gardening, I won’t hasten the work of God in their lives.

God promises that if I speak the Word of God over the lives of people and into desperate situations, it will not return void. I have spiritual dynamite in my hands in the form of the Word of God but if I never speak it or pray it, I will never see my garden flourish.  When I see nothing but brown soil, it is not the time to quit!  It is the time to till, cultivate, and use my mouth to, either plant, or water what is already there.  Every prayer I’ve prayed, every scripture I’ve spoken by faith, these acts are not in vain.

“Is not my Word like fire, declares the Lord, and like a hammer that breaks the rock in pieces?” Jer. 12:29   Hearts of stone are broken, warmed, reshaped and transformed into hearts of flesh only one way.  Through the speaking of the Word.

Who am I to declare anyone hopeless?  I’ve planted the Word of God in their lives yet I don’t see any evidence that the seeds are changing them.  In faith, I still water them.  I abandon the illusion that I am speechless in my pain.   Speaking Your Word is a way of life and as I water the seeds with Your Word, please bring vistas of green where there is only a brown wilderness.  I wait for You with tears and faith.  In Jesus’ name, Amen

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The Secret of Joy

When the Lord restored the fortunes of Zion, we were like those who dream.  Then our mouth was filled with laughter, and our tongue with shouts of joy; then they said among the nations, “The Lord has done great things for them.”  Psalm 126:1-2

Jesus came to show me what God was like.  That He came is a miracle.  That He would leave heaven so I would know His Father is a miracle.  That He would die in order to show me the vastness of His Father’s love is a miracle.  That He would be so radical as to forgive all my sins and never bring them up again is a miracle.  That I would have nothing to feel guilty about is a miracle.  That I could dare go behind the veil and approach God intimately is a miracle.   There are enough grounds here to rejoice all day, every day, no matter how well or poorly my day is going.  King David only dreamt of such intimacy with God but in spite of that, he knew laughter and joy.

Yet, I’ve lived much of my life without joy.  What has been the problem? I have found, for me, that no joy means one of two things, and how I wish someone had told me this thirty years ago.

1.) I have not allowed the truth of God to impact my heart. Symptoms?  I know a lot but feel little.  I can pick apart doctrinal stands on issues but never let the truth of them affect me.  I can preach humility but be arrogant.  This is the fruit of study without meditation; about knowledge void of experience.  The cure?  I come to God everyday with the Word in my hand and ask Him to awaken my heart to the message.  “Search my heart, do surgery on my heart if necessary and let me feel what You feel, Lord, about this passage.” This begins a transformation that, over time, produces joy!

2.) I believe things about God that aren’t true that block joy. I can be full of contradictions.  I say that I believe Jesus came to save sinners but then I have trouble admitting that I am one.  I can easily give testimony that God is love but privately believe that He is punishing me when things go wrong.  I must ask God to make me self-aware, in touch with my emotions.  When I feel helpless, what do I believe that is causing me to feel helpless?  Therein lies the lie.  When misjudged and feeling outrage, what lie do I believe about God’s justice and His sovereign rule? I must name it before I can know freedom. I must hold up my emotions, the beliefs behind them, to the truth of God’s Word.  My beliefs, and the feelings which mask them, must be subject to Truth, always.

Joy begins when I know the truth.  Joy begins when I feel the truth.  Joy begins when I am delivered from misjudgments about God.  Joy begins when my heart of stone is touched by King Jesus and begins to beat hard with passionate responses to His glory.  I was made to feel joyful about God, not a shortsighted kind of joy that is dependent upon in my circumstances.

Some who have been martyred walked to their death singing.  Help me know what they knew.  In Jesus name, Amen

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Glory, Compliments, and Encouragement

Good and upright is the LORD; Therefore He instructs sinners in the way. He leads the humble in justice, and He teaches the humble His way. Psalm 25:8-9

God will not share His glory with another but since He’s not around in a form where we can physically see Him, we’ll try to steal it. Like a child who can’t get enough attention, we take every opportunity to make ourselves the center of the world.

Knowing that all glory belongs to God, knowing how to handle compliments is hard. And what is the difference between a compliment and a word of encouragement? In the past, admittedly, I had no clue how to step around this minefield. For a long time, I asked audiences to refrain from any applause when I sang. It made me uncomfortable. But I came to understand that audiences need to express themselves. They need the artist to know when something has touched them. Additionally, I also deflected every compliment and denied that what they were saying was true. This made the person who meant well feel like they were being corrected.

Contrasting the two, here’s a compliment. “You are the best teacher I know.”  And a word of encouragement. “I’m so grateful that you know your gift comes from God and you use it beautifully to make Him glorious.” The first builds the ego. The second encourages humility and faithfulness.

So what can I do when complimented in ministry? What can you do when someone praises your hospitality, leadership, and/or counsel? We can craft our answers to God’s glory. “Thank you for your kindness but I will tell you that I’m so grateful that God has chosen to use me. I feel blessed and unworthy.”

In a ministry that has gotten a lot of personal feedback over the years, and as someone who has struggled with the platform, I want to be clear where God has me now. Jaime and I have had meaningful discussions about ‘gifts and service’ this week, so I am confident that I speak for both of us.

When God shines His light on a passage and a devotional is born, to God be the glory. When someone feels that the devotional was written just for them, to God be the glory. When God gives grace to write something on a bad day and an empty page is filled, to God be the glory. When a heart is stilled and comforted by what was written that day, to God be the glory. When a ministry has been around for 3+ decades, to God be all glory.  Pray for us ~ that Daughters of Promise would always be about God.

Father, You give undeserved grace and we give You much deserved glory. Amen

 

 

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Do Something! They’re Getting Away With It!

To You, O Lord, I lift up my soul.  O my God, I trust in You; Let me not be ashamed; Let not my enemies triumph over me.  Indeed, let no one who waits on You be ashamed.  Psalm 25:1-3

The only way I can bless those who persecute me is to have faith in the justice of God.  I have to trust that my Father does not take sin lightly and is anything but passive when His children are righteously persecuted.  Otherwise, I will see the command to ‘bless those who persecute me’ and believe that God shrugs His shoulders and fails to care about how much I may have been hurt.  The only thing I’ll perceive He’s concerned about is keeping the peace between enemies.  Does He love peace more than He loves truth?  Does He love reconciliation more than He angers over injustice?

These are the questions that can keep a child of God up at night ~ especially if they have been raised in a home where pain was not acknowledged.  Parents saw their children’s tears, heard them cry, and may have even heard the story of what caused the tears, but then walked away and appeared unmoved by it all.  “Pray for your enemies” is a hollow command in the halls of stoic homes.

 Against the backdrop of loving my enemy however is the reality of imprecatory passages, like Psalm 69:23-24 Let their eyes be darkened, so that they cannot see, and make their loins tremble continually. Pour out your indignation upon them, and let your burning anger overtake them.

Paul loved this Psalm and quoted it several times in Romans.  Jesus loved this Psalm as well and quoted it twice from the cross. Putting those who hurt me into God’s hands is to be assured that there will be justice served.  Either our enemy will come to the cross, repent, and Jesus will justify them through taking the wrath they should suffer upon Himself – or – at the end of the age, God will pour out His wrath and indignation upon them to the fullest extent.  One way or the other, no exceptions, sin must be dealt with.

God rules with justice and mercy.  He is passionate about mercy; about sinners coming to Jesus to have their sins forgiven and to experience a Savior who takes the wrath of God upon Himself.  And He is also passionate about justice; bringing down wrath on those who persecute the saints, perpetrate evil, and shun repentance.  His plan is perverted when I get in the way and try to wear His crown.  Justice is God’s business and never should I usurp His jurisdiction and take matters of revenge into my own hands.

Imprecatory Psalms and praying for our enemies are the practical applications of God’s justice and mercy here on earth.  If I am more bent toward one than the other, I misrepresent the nature and character of God.  If I’m soft on sin and have no righteous anger, then mercy stands alone and God’s holiness is in question.  If I live angry and cry out for justice, then the radical love that Jesus showed on the cross is obscured.

Dangerously, I am more bent toward one than the other.  God must work in me to make me balanced.  I am in prayer about this in my own heart.

Lord, you know my personal obstacles and only You can show break through my confusion and conflicted heart.  I wait for Your wisdom.  Amen

A Way Where There Is No Way

Keep me free from the trap that is set for me, for you are my refuge. Psalm 31:4

Last night was one of those nights when God was speaking loudly in my ear. A very powerful dream, the kind that I get once a year, visited me. The message was, in one way, for me. Yet, to the extent that I can write about it, it may also be for you.

We often find ourselves hemmed in. We didn’t see it coming. We traveled along, thought things were fine as we acted upon the advice of well meaning people, but ended up at this dead end nonetheless. Perhaps the brick wall also puts us in peril. We try to re-trace our steps to find someone to blame but we discover that our way was shaped by well-meaning companions who were also doing the best they could to dispense advice. They’re just not God. And so we stand in a place where it’s impossible to go forward and equally impossible to go back. It’s as if we ascended a mountain through switchback turns, barely survived, and the only way is forward.

While we rail and fret, God is listening. Our anxiety doesn’t bring Him to the scene to start problem solving. He knew way back that we’d be here and put everything in place long ago to make a way of escape. His sovereignty allowed the trap and His sovereignty has devised a glorious solution for our salvation and His glory. What’s difficult to see is that the trap is really our friend. The proposition seems preposterous. How can it be that the very thing that threatens my life is my doorway to glory! Yet, it is. It always is because from God’s vantage point, the steps of a righteous man are ordered by Him.

Traps are illusions. Traps take us to hidden doors that only God can see. Traps lead us to God’s arms. Traps show us that God is the hero of our story. Traps reveal the brokenness and limitations of the people around us but then reveal the power and glory of our Father. Traps end one way of life and introduce us to a better way. Traps offer us the chance to embrace new spiritual paradigms.

Perhaps what I’m cursing under my breath is really something for which I should give thanks. I also need to stop looking for what I think salvation will look like and ask God to give me supernatural vision for the door that leads to spacious places. This wall is God’s window to my future.

I will stop crying and dare to believe. Amen

When Anger Crosses The Line

Be angry, and do not sin; ponder in your own hearts on your beds, and be silent. Psalm 4:4

This verse sounds familiar. Paul told believers in Ephesus to be angry but not to sin. To whom is David talking? Is he addressing friends of God? Not at all. He’s addressing his enemies and telling them to check their anger. Are they angry for themselves or for sins done against God? He gives them good advice. Get alone. Lie flat on your bed and ponder what you’re doing.

I’ve heard this great advice and probably you have as well. “When you’re angry, leave the scene until you calm down.” But calming down in order to evaluate the long-term fruits of my anger is new food for thought. Since acting on my anger conceives many trails of regret, pondering would be wise. What is at stake and what would contemplating uncover?

  • I can rehearse why I’m angry and what words I will use to strike back. In my anger, I want to do the most damage.
  • I can become further enraged and decide never to forgive what was done to me. That vow feels good and feels justified.
  • I can conceive a plot to get revenge. When I get up from my bed, I will feel better. Satan will give me a physical and emotional ‘high’.
  • I can decide to withdraw emotionally from the relationship and freeze the other person out. I dream of how hurt they will be.
  • I can weigh the spiritual damage of staying angry. I consider what it will be like to have my fellowship with God broken.
  • I can weigh the emotional damage. I think of some angry people that I know. I consider how difficult it is to be around them. I remember their faces and how toxic is their company.
  • I can weigh the physical damage. I remember that long-term anger hurts my body. Joy promotes well-being. Stress is the #1 killer.
  • Finally, I review God’s forgiveness of my own sin. Even when I wasn’t sorry enough (and none of us really sees our sin as God sees it), He heard my repentance and forgave me where I was.

I’m not naïve. If the offense is deep, I will not forgive them after 30 minutes of pondering. Forgiveness is a process and may take another year to complete. But I can arise prayerful, asking God to carry me through my hurt towards a readiness to forgive. That kind of humility annihilates revenge, emotional withdrawal, and physical damage. At the heart of all anger is a willingness or unwillingness to trust God to rule righteously. Do I really trust him with those who have wronged me? Or am I prideful enough to believe that they are better off in my hands. Forgiveness is not letting people off the hook. It’s taking them off my hook and putting them on God’s hook.

Father, Satan feeds my anger and wants me to fail. I will have to fight for my joy and restored peace with the sword of Your Word and the help of Your Spirit. Please help me to the other side. In Jesus’ name, Amen

My In-Between

I hold back my feet from every evil way, in order to keep your word. Psalm 119:101

The stories in the Bible span chapters. When reading, I’ll go from one to the next and never realize that there might be a lengthy ‘in-between’ before one ends and the next begins. When I read the story of the Hebrew slaves in Egypt for instance, the time frame is 400 years yet only a few chapters cover it. Between Malachi and Matthew is another 400 years. I often wonder what the spiritual life of God’s people was really like during His vocal absence. What percentage kept the faith?

Because I fail to realize that two decades or more transpired in the middle of a biblical narrative, the main characters appeared to be much more unstable than they really were. It seems that one minute they worshipped God and in the next scene, they built a golden calf. What gives? Between the two events were a myriad of small decisions. They strayed in small steps that spanned a significant chunk of time until they found themselves far from home.

It’s the in-between I also have to consider. Like my spiritual ancestors, I make daily choices. A year can seem like an eternity and much can change in so short a time. I have warm times with the Lord and also dry seasons. I take some detours along way – sometimes out of anger or disappointment. I also sin and can be lazy with my confessions. I’m reminded that when unrighteous choices accumulate over time, I can easily build my own version of the golden calf.

How can our life’s narrative not turn tragic? By staying astute during my ‘in-betweens’. Sin starts with a thought. It begins to blossom if I lack self-awareness. If I continue to feed the soul, it takes me somewhere I don’t want to go. But feed my spirit and my ‘in-betweens’ are fueled to stay on the paths of the righteous.

I don’t always recognize evil. I don’t see as many traps as You do. How I need Your Spirit to guard me on my journey. Amen

The Missing Piece On Mental Illness

Let your ears be attentive to my cry for mercy… My soul waits for the Lord. Psalm 130:1

If you live near, or with, anyone struggling with issues related to mental illness, you know how painful it is for them and for their caregivers. It is difficult to know how to pray for them. We can often just assume the condition is permanent and is as immovable as a chronic illness. We believe we must just accept ‘what is’ and ask God to give grace for the challenges of daily life.

Since God worked in me to build the model that is called Personalized Prayer Mapping, I am continuing to understand the parameters around life issues; issues which include mental illness.

Since the Fall in the Garden of Eden, the enemy has been on the prowl as he looks for places of devastation where he can inflict total destruction.

Any crack in this cursed world provides him entrance and opportunity. I must be astute to realize that he will prey on any kind of weakness. Diseases, disabilities, disappointments, broken dreams, losses, relationship dysfunctions, and mental illness; these are all invitations for him to exacerbate what already exists and maximize pain. He taps into an active breeding ground with a design to grow the dysfunction. Oftentimes, to debilitating levels.

How does that relate to mental illness? Mental illness IS one of the breeding grounds. It is impossible to tell how much of what we experience in others is mental illness or the enemy’s swirling activity because of the platform mental illness provided. Is it 50/50? 80/20? I contend that we won’t know until we engage in spiritual warfare on their behalf. The real percentages won’t be manifested until the enemy is crippled and we can see what is left. The sobering reality is that the one suffering from mental limitations (whether chemical or situational) won’t experience the fullest of better times if the enemy is not dealt with in spiritual realms. It is a daily battle and the warfare must also be daily to give the person we love the best possible outcome.

While I have referenced ‘others’ in talking about mental illness, I am not excluding the times I was fragile and needed help. I remember what it felt like. Given enough time in the fire, we will all visit dark times and wonder whether we will pull out of it. Prayer and support is critical. So, what does a prayer like this sound like? While Prayer Mapping encourages language that is far more customized than what follows, this is a way to begin.

Father, you made this person. You see the mind, body, and soul. You know to what extent Satan is tampering with this person’s wellbeing. Because you have given me authority to pray for their soul and apply the victory of Calvary to their specific battle today, I hold them up in prayer. Because of Your shed blood, I ask you to cripple the enemy today – both inside and outside of my loved one. Bind spiritual enemies from acting out, from speaking, and from stirring up issues. Remove their influence from the mind of my loved one so that he/she is not spiritually impaired from hearing you and making sound decisions to think wholesome and true thoughts. Give them clarity today and make them of sound mind because of Your great love and faithfulness. Because of Jesus and in His name I pray, Amen

When Home Is Hostile

Dwell in the land and cultivate faithfulness.  Psalm 37:3

Many have prayed for the will of God, followed His voice, and experienced complete disillusionment when they found themselves in hostile surroundings.  They blame God for being unloving or they blame themselves for being poor listeners.  Hostility within the will of God is common and should not surprise God’s children.  (Though I am not speaking of physical hostility where safety at home is threatened.)

Abram, the father of our faith, entered the land of the Canaanites, hostile company epitomized, and settled there.  Though he was the only Yahweh worshipper, He built an altar for everyone to see.  With far less revelation of God than I have, he was strong enough in his faith to stand out and be different from everyone else.

Some years back, our family lived in a hostile environment.  We begged, daily, for release.  We were willing to move anywhere and do anything to escape our surroundings.  Surely, we reasoned, God wouldn’t want for us to endure such a place.  Weren’t we promised blessing?  (We didn’t have a firm theology about the meaning of spiritual prosperity.)  Yet, every request for a move away was met by the silence of God.

One morning in prayer, the Spirit of God spoke to me through today’s verse in Psalms.  “Dwell in the land and cultivate faithfulness.”  Psalm 37:3    We had to learn how to make our little home a place where the glory of God rested.  It was necessary for us to understand how to eat the sumptuous spiritual meal God provided daily while in the midst of our enemies.  We stayed three more years before God moved us out and that time proved to be one of the most formational times, spiritually, in our family’s history.

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Many live in the midst of hostility.  You might be one of the ‘many’.  Unfortunately, the place of hostility can be with a husband, wife, child, or aging parent.  It can even be in a place of ministry where flesh rules and Spirit-led leadership is lacking.  Scorn and ridicule are the backdrops of your daily life.  Instinct says to escape and to do anything to run from such discomfort.  But God’s way is for His child to learn how to make Him their home.  The glory of Christ can descend on the darkest environment when one lone person is faithful to allow the candle of the Lord to shine through them.  It takes grace and grit – but both both are promised via the wind of God’s Spirit.

Give your children spiritual grit today and the courage to stay in a tormenting place.  Grant them peace in submission.  In Jesus’ name, Amen

‘All Is Well’ Is It A Myth?

You have dealt well with your servant, O Lord, according to your word.  Psalm 119:65

God always deals well with His faithful servants.  His care is bountiful even though His favor may be hidden from those who watch for external blessings in our lives.  I remember hearing Richard Wurmbrand speak.  A Romanian pastor, imprisoned for 14 years for his faith, tortured brutally, spoke of the internal springs of love and grace that were birthed in his heart while in prison.  His spirit grew rich though his body suffered.  His testimony planted a seed of truth in me as a 15 year old teenager.  I realized that oftentimes a person can be externally prosperous while internally poor.  The life of the Christian, one called to share in the sufferings of Christ, is often externally oppressed and internally rich.  At the end of a saint’s life, glowing testimonies abound as to the gracious ways of God and the power of His indwelling Spirit.  The abundant life that flourishes inside the heart and mind of the suffering would shock any unbeliever.  They are so accustomed to equating well-being to circumstances.

Even to believers, this can all seem convoluted when we talk about well being.  If one serves God, shouldn’t life go smoothly?  Shouldn’t there be evidence of external blessing?  These expectations are rooted in faulty theology.  I should fixate on deliverance from pain more than I should look for ways to glorify God in my pain.  I am not advocating pain for the surpassing value of pain’s sake.  I am, however, thinking of you and aching for you if you’re suffering greatly and made to feel guilty for it.  There are many reasons we suffer and one of them is because Christ told us we would.  He warned us that ‘just as the world hated him, it would also hate us and kill us for our faith.’   The subject of God can be discussed safely in most cultures.  Talk of Jesus, however, brings peril.

In spite of our cross, our souls can know peace, even joy.  God can be trusted; even in dungeons.

In the dark valleys of my life, You have dealt graciously with me.  You’re teaching me that I do not need mountaintops to inspire songs of praise.  In Jesus name,  Amen