Every Friday, I join an online Christian writing community, Five Minute Friday. We are given a one-word prompt and write – unscripted, unedited, pure free-write – for 5 minutes. The prompt this week is IGNORE.
I am inspired by Kate Motaung’s post on the perceived awkwardness that can cause us to ignore ‘strangers’ and so I want to share my own subsequent reflections.
I remembered how today I was walking back from the swimming pool, hood up to keep my wet head as warm as possible, and saw, at a bus stop, a young woman holding a very new baby against her shoulder whilst frantically going about something urgent in the pram. I could see there was only 2 minutes till the bus was due, so stopped to offer help. She refused help at first, but then confessed to being freaked out at having seen a ‘massive spider’ in the pram and was trying to find it. I searched the pram for her, assured her it was gone and put back the mattress and blankets so she could replace the baby in peace.
Kate’s post caused me to think how easily I now make those decisions to show compassion with strangers – especially if there seems to be a need, a child, or a slight vulnerability in the other – this seems to give me the sense of courage of responsibility to make the first move and be neighbourly.
I wonder if it is because we heard so many warnings about ‘stranger danger’ when growing up?
Thinking back, there was a time when I was so wounded and insecure that I would ignore the phone ringing, even when I could see friends calling, and would often hide away so that I could ignore the world. I had the sense that ignorance is bliss.
I am so grateful for the healing of God through community. Now I see strangers as friends I haven’t yet met.
Doesn’t scripture say something about when entertaining strangers we may be entertaining angels?
It is true that we are wounded in relationship and it is through relationship and the growth of trust that we are gradually healed.
Before I set the timer on today’s prompt word, I am going to tell you a little something about myself – a sort of confession perhaps, but one which has amused me about my processing.
I am often amused and bemused about the differing and convoluted ways that my mind organises itself!
Today, I did something rather unusual. I decided last night that it would make sense to use the scaffolding to paint the stonework around the upstairs windows, which looked like they had not been painted since the original Victorian windows were installed!
It is a job I had never done before, but I used my brain and some advice from a B&Q shop-assistant and bought some suitable masonry paint, a good brush and some sand-paper…
This morning, in a dull, cold January, I climbed the scaffolding in my extra-layered overalls, and began to scrape away the moss and lichen, sand, wash, and then paint the arches and sills of the three big windows.
Four hours later, frozen to the bone, I cleaned the brush and work-station and came home to warm up.
I decided I then needed to do another rare thing – to immerse my cold aching body in a hot bath. I could probably count only a dozen baths I have taken in ten years, but in case you think my confession is that I don’t wash, let me reassure you that I usually take showers.
(This is due to speed, as I think I my three speed-settings are ‘day-dream’, ‘Dawn-speed’, and ‘hurried’).
As it is Friday, I thought I would first open the laptop to see what today’s FMF prompt word is and then go and cogitate in the bath. I took a candle and a book and began to think…
I didn’t read the book, but I think I could have written several chapters of a book about ‘FAKE’. I began with ‘fake it till you make it’, explored the trust aspect of the shepherd boy David when he faced Goliath and compared him with Gideon. I decided that the key was WHO we trust, but the thoughts span around my mind, coming and going like a rainbow, and, because writing and water do not go well together, I came out again two hours later with even less of an idea than before.
What I did come away with, was the title!
And I think I want to talk about the fake-self and trust.
Every Friday, I join an online Christian writing community, Five Minute Friday. We are given a one-word prompt and write – unscripted, unedited, pure free-write – for 5 minutes. The prompt this week is FAKE.
What my mind believes and what my heart believes, are not the same thing.
My mind believes the word of God. And I believe in the almighty power of God. As a Christian, I also believe that I am a ‘new creation’; that the ‘old is gone and the new has come’. I believe I am forgiven, healed, cherished and set-apart. I believe I have ‘a purpose and a hope and a future’.
But hidden in my heart is a different identity made of a great many lies. The little me that was wounded believes she is slow, stupid, rubbish. She believes that there is something wrong with her and it is her fault. It must be her fault, because God does not make mistakes. Little me believed the lies that she was told by those on whom she had to depend. She also made up some lies to make sense of the pain she was experiencing.
When I go to church and to work, people want to see me being strong in faith and successful and believing the word of God, which I do; but if inside I am falling apart and feeling devastated, does the Lord want me to present a fake image of myself with a totally-sorted identity?
I don’t think so.
Jesus says that he is the way, the truth and the life. He says that the truth shall set us free. Jesus wants me to be free of the lies that my little heart believed all those years ago.
He wants me to confess and bring those pains and lies to the cross, where His healing is.
He wants to break and reverse those lies, those fake identities one-by-one-by-one until I am free.
He wants me to partner with Him in being honest about my heart and allowing Him to transform the lies into the truth of who He made me to be.
He wants me to be rid of the fake identity in my heart and rid of my fake identity in the market place.
Jesus is on this journey with me – with Him and with some loving Christian friends and sound teaching, Jesus is setting me free to be the person He created me to be. It is not about who I am and what I can do, it is about Him. My belief and faith and trust are in Him, not me.
He has the power to demolish the fake and transform with his glorious truth.
End (Sorry, but even that took 10 minutes and I see lots of red wiggly lines!)
If there is a lie that your heart believes about yourself, ask Jesus when and where the first wound was that tempted little you to believe that about yourself. Confess it and share it with a trusted Christian friend or Christian counselor. Come out of agreement with that lie and ask Jesus what the truth is. Repeat his truth over and over. Take captive that old lie every time it speaks out and remind your heart of the truth.
PS: I’m very happy that I painted the stonework. I have learned some new skills. I’m quite sure I would have forever regretted missing the opportunity had I ignored the thought!
‘If any of you lacks wisdom, you should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to you. But when you ask, you must believe and not doubt, because the one who doubts is like a wave of the sea, blown and tossed by the wind. That person should not expect to receive anything from the Lord. Such a person is double-minded and unstable in all they do.’
Hands up any of you that have sometimes doubted that you will receive what you are also believing for in faith.
Yes, me too!
Jesus replied, “Truly I tell you, if you have faith and do not doubt, not only can you do what was done to the fig tree, but also you can say to this mountain, ‘Go, throw yourself into the sea,’ and it will be done. If you believe, you will receive whatever you ask for in prayer.”
If Jesus is suggesting that we can never doubt, then we are all in trouble!
If faith pleases God, then what do we do with our doubt?
Let’s have a little look at Peter in the boat – or rather out of the boat!
“Lord, if it’s you,” Peter replied, “tell me to come to you on the water.” “Come,” he said. Then Peter got down out of the boat, walked on the water and came toward Jesus. But when he saw the wind, he was afraid and, beginning to sink, cried out, “Lord, save me!” Immediately Jesus reached out his hand and caught him. “You of little faith,” he said, “why did you doubt?”
Peter spoke out in faith when he saw Jesus on the water;
he got out of the boat onto the water in faith in Jesus’ command to come;
and he actually walked on water!
The other disciples did none of that! Their brains thought ‘He’s a ghost!’ If Jesus or Peter had asked the others to walk on the water, they’d have laughed at the preposterous idea.
And so would I, probably, if I had been using my brain.
Did Jesus tell the others off for doing nothing? Or give up on Peter for doubting? Of course not. Look how powerfully Jesus continued to use all of His disciples during the rest of their lives.
Look how many times Peter messed up and was repeatedly forgiven and reinstated.
And He can continue to use every step of faith that we take.
Every Friday, I join an online Christian writing community, Five Minute Friday. We are given a one-word prompt and write – unscripted, unedited, pure free-write – for 5 minutes. The prompt this week is Doubt.
My five minutes are up, but I want to add a few more thoughts to this.
Like with Thomas and Peter, Jesus does not rebuke our doubts and questions, but patiently teaches us and rewards the faith that we do exercise.
We are asked to believe with our hearts, not our brains. Faith is not a logical, scientific step. It is a heart thing. If God asks you to do it, then He has equipped you and you can command the universe to comply with His request.
Faith is trust in Who God is, not in who I am or what our clever little brains can figure out. He does not even want us to be wise in our own proud eyes.
‘Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight. Do not be wise in your own eyes; fear the Lord and shun evil. This will bring health to your body and nourishment to your bones.’
Faith is trusting in Him who can.
And God can. I trust this with my heart, not my brain or logic.
But just like the father of the epileptic boy, who in desperation and faith brought his child to be healed by Jesus, to us and to him Jesus replies:
“Everything is possible for one who believes.”
And let us, like the boy’s father, reply to Jesus:
“I do believe; help me overcome my unbelief!” Mark 9:21-24
All of us have moments when we feel a surge of great faith and other moments, as we step out in that faith, that we question those actions which may suddenly look rash.
Remember that our faith is in God, not in our own ability. It is often very appropriate to doubt our own capacity!
Confess your heart to God however it is, as David does in the Psalms.
Growth in faith is a process, like with all areas of maturity. God never gives us more than we can handle or expects more than our experience has allowed us to build in trust.
Jesus saved Peter from drowning, He healed the epileptic boy, He returned personally to show Thomas his wounds.
He understands and has mercy on us.
He knows where and how are trust has been wounded in the past and He cares.
Jesus meets our doubt with mercy and understanding and we are reminded in Jude’s letter to do the same to ourselves and to others.
‘Be merciful to those who doubt.’
Don’t allow your questions and doubts to be misconstrued as ‘disbelief’.
To grow in faith we need to take one step at a time, knowing that Jesus loves our steps of faith and meets our questions with tender wisdom and mercy.
Jesus says, “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest,”
What will you do to receive the rest He wants to give you?
Will you come to Him?
The truth is very simple.
Satan uses deception and lies to steal from you and keep you fearful, confused and trapped.
The truth is that God is not mad with you.
God is not punishing you.
The truth is that God loves you and wants you to be free.
He has already done, through Jesus’ death on the cross and His resurrection to the throne-room of God, EVERYTHING necessary for your forgiveness, healing and freedom.
He did it ALL on the cross.
It is FINISHED.
There is one simple response from you needed to receive all of this.
You have to come and receive it.
You have to believe Him, ask and receive – and all His promises are already YES and AMEN because of Jesus.
He desires that you will simply believe and receive what He has done for you.
Put out your hands in faith and receive therefore His Rest, His Peace, His forgiveness, His healing, His Love, His Joy, His Freedom, His Hope and all the countless blessings from the Love of Almighty God, available to EVERYBODY who believes, asks and receives.
It is simple and beautiful Truth.
Again he said, “Peace be with you. As the Father has sent me, so I am sending you.”
Then he breathed on them and said, “Receive the Holy Spirit.
If you forgive anyone’s sins, they are forgiven. If you do not forgive them, they are not forgiven.”
Every Friday, I join an online Christian writing community, Five Minute Friday. We are given a one-word prompt and write – unscripted, unedited, pure free-write – for 5 minutes. The prompt this week isRECEIVE.
If you heard my sister and I describe our childhoods, you would have no idea that we lived in the same homes, with the same parents!
If we wrote our life-stories, they would look very different.
When a friend and I took a day out to the sea-side, weeks later we reminisced over our outing. He described the arcades, the cars, the picnic I bought and the train time-table; but I remembered the beach, the seaside town streets, the wind on the pier and the hunt for a public toilet that cost me 20p.
If we had written our account of the day, they would have been very different.
What we witnessed were specific aspects of the day.
I am often amazed at this phenomenon – how two individuals together can seem to see completely different things and sometimes have almost opposing perspectives on the same event.
We see it, hear it, taste it, smell it and feel it through our own personal senses and we interpret the whole experience according to our personal understanding and preferences.
Where I’m going with this is, being a lover of stories, I often encounter scenes where witnesses are called upon to ‘tell the whole truth and nothing but the truth, so help me God’ but the account they say they witnessed often looks only vaguely like the one shown in the story.
Every witness has their own perspective.
The witness may not be lying, but they are only telling the part that they witnessed and remember.
The gospels are like this too.
Reading the four gospel accounts of major events in the life of Jesus, we see the different focus and perspectives of the four writers. We also see the stories told for the interest of the particular audience they were addressing.
At Christmas I particularly like to read Luke’s account. He was not an eye-witness of the events leading to the birth of Jesus, but he told the stories handed down by those who were eye-witnesses.
I particularly like the focus on the prophecies of the angel Gabriel and the prophetic praise of Elizabeth, Mary and Zechariah.
We are obviously not witnesses to the birth and death of our Lord Jesus, but we have each witnessed the saving grace of Jesus in our lives.
You may not thing your story is very exciting, but you are an eye-witness to the transforming power of God in your life.
Your story is a unique perspective on the character, beauty and power of God and yours is the story that you need to tell.
Only you can tell your story, for the glory of God.
You are His witness in the world in which He has placed you, for such a time, and such a purpose, as this.
One of the lessons I have learned over my life, is that there are mysteries that I shall not understand this side of heaven.
I have made my peace with that. My brain is far too small, and so is my heart.
One such mystery to me, is why in things of God, some things appear instant, and some are, well, to my mind, far too slow in appearing!
For instance, (coincidentally) why are some people healed instantly and some over a period of time, or not on earth at all?
Why are some prayers answered in an instant and some we do not see an answer to?
What I have accepted is that God’s ways are higher than my ways; that He knows the bigger picture; that His thoughts and priorities are higher, and more perfect, than mine.
But some things of God ARE INSTANT.
Salvation – If I open my heart up to God, believe that Jesus died for my sins, accept Him as my Lord and Saviour – then I am instantly ‘born again’ and Father, Son and Spirit come to live in me.
Do I then look and sound like Jesus? For most of us, NO.
Though some of us, with major wounds, may receive instant transformation and miracles, for most of us, our personality and growth as Christians, our sanctification if you like, it is a process that takes the rest of our lives, growing in one degree of glory to another.
Maybe this continues in heaven too.
Personally I have learned to be grateful for this, for whilst I would love to be instantly healed of my personal issues, childhood wounds, sinful tendencies etc, I know that whilst I am weak and humbly acknowledge my need for God in all things, I cannot fall into pride of thinking that I have it all sussed and can do anything without God.
My weakness and need keep me close to Jesus’ side and in relationship with Him constantly.
By myself I can do no good thing of Kingdom value.
One thing that blows my mind though, is that God can also be even faster than instant!
Even before a thought is on my heart, God knows it.
That is faster than instant!!!
Every Friday, I join an online Christian writing community, Five Minute Friday. We are given a one-word prompt and write – unscripted, unedited, pure free-write – for 5 minutes. The prompt this week is INSTANT.
My time is up.
So to conclude:
God hears and responds in His perfect way to every prayer – even before I utter it myself.
My salvation is instant that I believe and repent; but my sanctification (my becoming more like Jesus) this takes at least the rest of our lives.
We need to lean in to God for everything and be patient, trusting that our times are in His hands and all His ways are perfect and safe.
I heard recently that Impatience is simply our focus on the I and the Me – on what I’m getting! God knows what I need!
At this time of the year, many folk are asking “Do you like Christmas?”
I ask this of others too.
I wonder what they like and why.
I wonder what I like and why.
As a child I really looked forward to Christmas. It was the only time of the year when we received gifts. We had cards and some small gift for our birthday, but at Christmas, we got everything we would need for the year – new coat, school shoes and uniform, clothes, bubble-bath and those exciting extras, like colouring book, puzzle, felt-tips, an annual, a story book, maybe something to make or do – a spirograph, a soap-making, or candle-making kit, a sugar mouse… and a selection box. Traditionally, there was always an orange and a handful of nuts in shells in the bottom of the pillow-case too.
What was not to like?
Mammy was also home from work for a few days; the tree was taken out and decorated; Mammy had long since made a Christmas cake and all the treats and extra special food was in store.
Weeks in advance we had prepared the cake, mixed the fruit, soaked in the brandy, rolled out the almond paste, iced the snow-scene, and greeted all our little Christmas friends who played on the cake for another season…
The side-board was smiling proud with the tree in the centre, flanked by the cake and a selection of festive tipples – advocat, beer, QC sherry, cherry B and Babycham…
On Christmas morning, we would wake in the dark to feel if Santa had been, and left a pillow case at the foot of the bed. Whispering our anticipation, dragging the bag up and feeling the shapes of parcels, guessing what they contained.
Soon we would join Mammy in the kitchen to roll out the prepared flakey pastry for sausage rolls and mince-pies to gurgle in the oven before the trussed bird took up all the space…
Then we would open our presents in earnest…
Did I like it as a child?
Of course I did.
Do I like it now?
I don’t know.
I like the opportunity to celebrate with my beloveds – especially my grand-children and I love the memories of how special my Mammy made it for us children, despite the hardships. Hardships were forgotten for Christmas day.
Every Friday, I join an online Christian writing community, Five Minute Friday. We are given a one-word prompt and write – unscripted, unedited, pure free-write – for 5 minutes. The prompt this week is LIKE.
As a child I didn’t know Jesus, though I knew Christmas was a celebration of His birth. Now Jesus is my Lord and my friend, my teacher, healer and my Saviour.
Today I celebrate the mystery of God’s love at Christmas – that God should enter the world as flesh, become one like us, so that we can become one with Him.
What’s not to celebrate? What’s not to like?
This year I want to choose to intentionally celebrate all that is good about Christmas, and not get sucked into the empty commercialism and stress of expectation. ]It is a season of hope and joy and peace to all men and women of goodwill.
Let that be our focus as we make special moments and memories with our loved ones and remember that the Word became flesh and dwelt among us.
‘All or nothing’ was another description spoken over me.
Some of this was extreme (but natural) reactions to childhood pain – my way of coping with the experienced I faced, and my responses to those hurts and disappointments.
When we experience painful situations, over which we have no control, we often take extreme measures to protect our hearts from further pain.
I praise God that, over many years, the Lord has been softening my heart, breaking down my walls, healing me of old pain, and setting me free from my sinful judgments and responses I made.
Little by little, I am coming out of agreement with lies that have held me captive, and with vows that have bound and limited me.
Addictions have been broken, thanks be to God, and new desires and paths are opened up, but I can’t yet say that I am moderate! It may be a personality thing.
What comes to mind (optimistically perhaps), is the Lord exhorting us to be hot or cold, for He wants to spew out our lukewarm-ness. (Forgive my paraphrase, whilst I find the reference).
I know your deeds, that you are neither cold nor hot. I wish you were either one or the other!
So, because you are lukewarm—neither hot nor cold—I am about to spit you out of my mouth.
God is passionate in His love and His compassion and He wants us to be passionate and generous in our compassion and love too – for Him and for one another.
If we are a bit lukewarm, we can inadvertently fall into compromise and into building a house of own choosing.
We may miss the exciting destiny to which God has called us and for which He made us.
What are you passionate about?
(Fan into flame image)
2 Timothy 1:6
For this reason I remind you to fan into flame the gift of God, which is in you through the laying on of my hands.
Talk to God about it and see if Hewants to fan that passion back into flame!
Every Friday, I join an online Christian writing community, Five Minute Friday. We are given a one-word prompt and write – unscripted, unedited, pure free-write – for 5 minutes. The prompt this week is EXTREME.
I think it is true to say that some of us have an ‘issue’ with ‘performanceorientation’. Some of us have ‘performanceanxiety’ and we may well have both.
In my understanding, hurts felt by us, and expectations we felt put upon us, in childhood, can cause us to feel inadequate/ not good enough as we are, and in some way flawed.
So we believe these lies about ourselves, and often we make vows to ‘be a good girl/boy’, to ‘perform’ well, to ‘get high grades’ in school and work, to achieve lots and succeed, in order to win a sense of being acceptable after-all.
We build a structure of hard-work, perfectionism, performance, control and self-sufficiency, in order to prove to the world that we dodeserve to exist, do deserve to breathe your air, do deserve to have a good life, do deserve to succeed, but most of all, that we deserve to be loved and accepted.
For some of us, this structure of performance may serve us well for many areas of our life and career, but deep down, it does not make us feel acceptable or lovable.
The goodnews is that Jesus has died and risen again, in order that all our good works and strivings can go with Him to the cross, to be replaced with His glorious resurrection life, that He gives to each of us that asks of Him.
We canrepent and renounce those lies that we agreed with; renounce those vows and judgments that we made, and be healed to live our best life in freedom and truth.
Hehas already accepted and loved us, and He has a perfectplan to prosper each of His children, according to His beautifully fashioned agenda – tailor-made for our destiny.
He doesn’t want our performance, or our strivings, just our listening ear and obedient, open heart.
Every Friday, I join an online Christian writing community, Five Minute Friday. We are given a one-word prompt and write – unscripted, unedited, pure free-write – for 5 minutes. The prompt this week is PERFORM
If anyone does not know Max Lucado’s “You are Special” – I highly recommend it.