Wednesday, March 17, 2010


I have had a lot on my mind lately.  So much that I am not sure I could do it all justice trying to blog about it.   

 It seems that lately there has been a lot of people talking about people judging other people.  A lot of women feeling judged by others about decisions they make – private schoolers vs. public schoolers, homeschoolers vs both; working moms vs. stay at home moms; Mother’s day out vs. those who stay home all day, every day.  The list could go on and on.   

This subject is SO deep and SO layered. 

I could talk about the reality that we misuse and misunderstand what it means to judge someone – in Biblical terms.  Disagreeing with someone about how they are going to educate their children is certainly not telling them that they are going to hell.  It is certainly not questioning their salvation.  But this is not where I am feeling led to take this. 

I could talk about the reality that the Epistles are letters written by Paul talking to the different churches about their positive behaviors AND their negative ones.  Paul does not mince words.  When he sees sin, he calls fellow believers to the mat and asks them to make a change in that behavior.  But again, that is not where I am feeling led to go with this. 

What has really been swirling around in my head over the past few weeks, as people have cried out that other believers would stop judging them, is the need for every believer to be involved in a community of believers. 

Now what exactly does this mean?  I mean, hey, I go to church every Sunday.  I say hi to hundreds of others believers every time I walk through our ginormous building.  I even ask them how they are doing.  Does it matter that I rarely stop to REALLY hear the answer?  That is community, isn’t it?

And isn’t community getting together at the park with my friends a few times a month so the little ones can play and we can talk?  I mean, I do not ever talk to them about the fact that I am struggling with spending too much or yelling at my children.  I never really share with them how lost I am feeling or that I often wonder what happened to my life after I had children.  But hey, that is community, isn’t it?

Here is the thing though – THAT IS NOT COMMUNITY.  That is a shallow superficial imitation.   And you have believed a giant lie from satan if you believe that to be community.

The Lord has blessed me with three of the most incredible people.  My husband and my two best girlfriends are amazing.  These are Godly people with whom I can share everything that is going on in my life and my heart.  They speak truth to me and they call me on it when I am walking in sin.    We are transparent with each other.    I cannot tell you how many people have commented to me that they wished that they could have a marriage or friendship like the ones I have been blessed with.  But here is the thing.  It takes work.  It is not easy.  And sometimes it is downright uncomfortable.  Our pastor recently made a comment that everyone desires to have relationships like this.  I am not sure if I completely agree with him.  I do believe that God puts in each of us a deep desire for transparent relationships but I think our human, sin nature has completely buried that desire with the fear of being known.

There are a lot of people who really do not want this transparent relationship.  I know this because my two best friends, my husband  & I often offer it to others and we are often rejected.  As soon as things get too real, as soon as the friendship gets to the point where some junk may fall out of the closet, that door gets closed.    The reality is people do not want to be transparent with others because they run the risk having to deal with the junk that they either are afraid of or that they really do not want to give up.  So instead of running that risk, they just keep people at a distance.   Our culture has taught us that life is about ease and we are certainly not going to choose to be a part of a friendship that takes work.

So what does this have to do with judging?  God is very clear in calling us to surround ourselves with other believers, other believers who read the Bible.  Why?  Perhaps it is because He knows life is hard, He knows that satan prowls like a lion looking to devour us (you know who lions go after when chasing a herd….  the stragglers, the ones who are off alone, by themselves).  Perhaps He knows that there is safety in numbers.  Perhaps He knows when we surround ourselves with believers who look FIRST to the Bible (not the latest Beth Moore or Max Lucado book) for guidance, the Holy Spirit will be right there giving us guidance and leading us in the direction that brings only glory to our God. 

Transparent community does not mean you just finally give in to the church’s call to join a small group.  It means you open yourself up and share with those people.  It means you throw all your junk on the table and you listen while others throw their junk out too.  You listen, you pray and you seek the guidance of the Holy Spirit.  It means you listen when people ask why you are making a decision and you share with them as to how God led you to that decision.    It means if your skin begins to crawl and anger creeps into your gut when they question you, you head back to the word of God to confirm that you aren’t being fooled by satan or by your own wants and desires but you are really following God’s will for your family.  After all, these people with whom you have shared your life with are also truly seeking God and hearing that same Holy Spirit and maybe they have not let emotions cloud their hearing.

So here is my thing about judging – the next time you are feeling judged by someone, ask yourself if you have allowed yourself to be a part of a truly, transparent community of Bible reading believers.  If you have, and these people are questioning something you are doing, maybe you should stop feeling judged and head back to the word of God to see if they are seeing something you are not.  And if you are not surrounded by a truly transparent community of Bible reading believers, quit complaining, repent to God that you have not followed His command in this area and pray that He will bring some people into your life that you can trust with your junk.

Friday, March 12, 2010

Not long ago, one of Evynn's barbie doll's dresses ripped.  So this doll has been meandering around our house quite naked.  My sweet little four year old convinced me that we "needed" to go get her a new outfit and I have to say, this undertaking has left me quite shocked. 

We went to Toys R Us first.  As I wandered through the Barbie aisle, I was saddened to see that they did not have a lot for the wonder doll to wear - maybe three or four different outfits.  I remember going to Toy City when I was young and Barbie had hundreds of outfits to choose from.  Poor Barbie must be feeling the pinch of tough economic times as well.  As I looked at the four choices, I was rather shocked.  The choices were either some sort of professional uniform (doctor,  flight attendant) or what I will call Immodest Barbie.  Then I turned around and saw a huge display of dolls all wearing black dresses.  they were apparently made by some famous designor.   As I looked at them I was a tad overwhelmed - these dolls were far beyond immodest - they were slutty.  Short, short skirts and v - necks cut down to the belly button.  And yes, I know I am prone to exaggeration but really, they were THAT bad.

We left Toys For Us (Bowden's nickname) without a dress for poor Naked Barbie and went to Target a few days later.  What I found there was just as saddening.  The giant display for Slutty Barbie, in her "gotta have it" little black dress, was front a center & there was the same small selection of doll outfits to choose from - work clothes or I guess what people would call "going out" clothes.

So this is what we tell our little girls - pick a profession and work hard all day and then spend your evenings going out half naked.  When I was little, my barbies had sundresses and play clothes.  They had active wear and wedding dresses. 

I do not know, it all made me rather sad.  I am not saying that barbie was always the picture of modesty but I do not remember her being quite so slutty.  I am just a little sad about it all.

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

This is a post I made to my old blog about a year ago...  It just seemed relevant today for some people in my life...  The funny thing is, I cannot even remember who I was mad at when I wrote this!!!!  I love God and how He works.  I am sure at the time, I would have believed that I would be angry at the person for a long time and now forgiveness has freed me up from the burden!!!

Here is one of the things I LOVE about God!  He ALWAYS finds me right where I am.  I have had an issue with forgiving someone and this morning before church I was having breakfast with Keith, and our friends Jennifer and Rajeeve.  I asked them to pray for me that I would work through my unforgiveness.  I knew that all three would pray for me but even as I asked them, my heart was still holding on to the desire to get even, to make this person hurt as much as they had hurt me. 


Here is the thing about unforgiveness, it consumes you and your thoughts.  You spend all your time thinking of witty comebacks and hurtful things and you end up missing all the wonderful things that are going on in your life.

I really believe that unforgiveness is one of satan's sharpest and most used tools.

It robs joy from every aspect of our lives and fills our hearts with darkness.

And the ironic thing about it all, is as we spend all our mental energy planning what sassy thing we can say to strike at the hearts of the offenders, then person who hurt our  feelings just lives their life, oblivious to all that is going on.  Unforgiveness really just hurts the person who has already been hurt.....

So we walked into the service at church and there were the communion tables, all set up and pretty.  I sighed and looked at Keith and said, "I can't take communion while I am still so mad."

 Keith:  "Well, you better get over it then!"

So we had a wonderful worship and I was just overwhelmed with just how much God loves me.  We had a great message (not related to this but awesome) and then it was time for communion.  And what song do they play? 

Amazing Grace. 

It is hard to sing the words of that song...think about the awesome sacrifice that Jesus made for us...think about all the really bad things I do every day... think about the forgiveness that I experience every day due to His sacrifice and be petty about some off handed comment.

My heart sings for joy at all God teaches me every day.  My heart sings for joy at the freedom I have to forgive.  My heart sings for joy that I have been forgiven.