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The pilot said, “Remember folks, no pilot is perfect.”

We’ve all heard it. You’ve probably said it. Nobody’s perfect. And it’s true enough. Even the Bible tells us that all have sinned and come short of the Glory of God. So, naturally, in Christian circles we talk about how no Christian is perfect. We’re still human. We say that when we, or someone we know, messes up. Then we probably talk about grace and God’s forgiveness. And while that’s all well and good, are we maybe setting ourselves up for failure?

I once heard Pastor Chris Oyakhilome ask this in a message:

                  Picture yourself on an airplane. You’re all settled into your seat, luggage stored in the overhead compartment, seat belt buckled and reading over your e-mails before take-off. Then the pilot comes on the speaker and gives the usual flight time, flying conditions, etc. And then the pilot says, “I just want to remind all of you out there that no pilot is perfect. So should anything go wrong during our flight today, I want to thank you for your grace.” How many people do you think would get off the plane?  

That’s not to say anything bad is going to happen during your flight, but if the pilot himself was doubting, wouldn’t that strike some fear or anxiety in you as the passenger? If you stayed on the plane, wouldn’t you likely be on edge for the duration of the flight?  It’s true that no one is perfect and we all screw up occasionally, but as a passenger, don’t you hope that the pilot flying your plane is striving for perfection. To make all the right decisions for you to have a safe, smooth flight?  Of course!

Then why do we, as Christians, not follow the same principle?  Shouldn’t we make every attempt to be in the will of God at all times?  What if your accountant says, “Well,  I thought I’d go ahead and do your taxes without using your W-2s.”  I’m quite sure you would get a phone call from the IRS and find yourself a new accountant.  But don’t we do that every time we make a decision without consulting the Word of God or spending time in prayer?  (And I’m not saying you need to spend an hour in prayer over where you should have lunch – unless the Holy Spirit lays it on your heart.)

I’m not suggesting that I’m perfect or that you need to give yourself an ulcer trying to be perfect. This is really more food for thought. Something for you to chew on. Are you using your flesh as an excuse to ignore your spirit?

If you’re looking for wisdom and encouragement, look at the book of Job. Poor Job. That’s what I used to think when I thought of Job.  But not poor Job. Poor Job’s friends. Poor me. Oh, that all Christians could be as self-assured in our innocence as Job. We are innocent, you know. We have been washed in the blood of Jesus Christ and every time  the enemy comes against you trying to remind you of all your faults and all the things you have done wrong, meditate on this verse:

Job 23-10

It’s true. You are as pure as gold. You are perfect in Christ. And don’t forget that. Remind yourself of that everyday.

Rachel

Dive Into the Word in December

The virgin will conceive a child and will call him Immanuel (which means God with us.)    Isaiah 7: 14

I wanted to share something that scrolled across my Stalker Feed on Facebook recently. I can’t take credit for it and as there is no watermark or insignia I can’t even link you back to the creator’s page, but I think it’s a remarkable way to observe the advent and ready your heart to celebrate the coming of Christ Jesus into this world.

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As today is December 1st, I read all of Isaiah, chapter 7 and while I copied down the suggested verse, an earlier verse resonated with me, so I’ll close this brief post with Isaiah’s poignant words:

Unless your faith is firm, I cannot make you stand firm.
                                                                                         Isaiah 7:9b

Happy New Month!

Rachel

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We have Favor with All Authority

Have you ever read the book of Ezra? It’s not exactly a best seller of the books of the Bible. It doesn’t seem to get much air time. And the first time I read it, I was a bit dismayed.

It’s mostly historical and I didn’t find Ezra to be an exceptionally impressive character. (I have since discovered that his story really climaxes in Nehemiah.) I mean, yes, as people go, he was extremely devout both to God and his people. He was highly favored by God, which suggests that he was a pretty impressive person. But up against David, Elijah, Moses, Ruth and Esther, well, he didn’t stand out to me. But I knew it must have been included in the Bible for more than just historical significance, so I read it again. This time I not only chose a different translation, I also sat down prayerfully before I started reading. I asked the Father to lead me to read through the spirit instead of relying on my own mind. (Something I have learned to do every time I read the Word of God.)

I didn’t even make it to Ezra’s appearance. For those who aren’t familiar with the book, Ezra isn’t even mentioned in the first half of the book. It’s all about the children of Israel trusting in God and rebuilding the temple. There are lots of names and numbers and it’s so easy to be put off by the lists and lineage we often find in the Bible. But look past the names you might have trouble pronouncing and get to the guts. The guts that tell us loud and clear that if we put our faith in God, he will move.

When my husband was pursuing his Master’s degree, he applied for in-state tuition in his second year. We had most definitely relocated to North Carolina. It was our home. And in-state tuition would save us thousands of dollars! He had to submit a slew of paperwork and then go up against a board of individuals. They questioned, they doubted, they pretty much told him that he wasn’t going to be granted in-state tuition. Some loophole they were trying to employ. And as he’s telling me about his disappointment, a word I heard from Pastor Coyne at Harvest World Outreach Church in Greensboro, North Carolina came to me. He preached on having favor with authority – all authority.

As children of God, we are favored. Sometimes it doesn’t seem that way. Sometimes it might even seem like you have it harder than your friend or co-worker that isn’t saved. And, honestly, sometimes you will. Being “blessed and highly favored” doesn’t mean your life will be easy. Ask any woman who’s ever given birth and they’ll tell you that it wasn’t easy or comfortable, but it was still a blessing. And you, child of God, are favored.

Favor Over Authority

This teaching was on receiving favor from authority – even ungodly authority. That is, those in positions of authority over you that don’t worship your God. In Ezra we see that realized. Cyrus, king of Persia, decreed that the Jewish people were to rebuild the temple. And then, and I love this, “…everyone whose heart God had moved prepared to go up and build the house of the Lord…” (1:5). But the Jewish people have always had a hard time because they’re favored and nobody likes to see someone being favored over themselves. Their favor has garnered them many enemies throughout history. In this case, the local people sought to end their endeavor. And they succeeded – for a while.

We have to remember to continually persevere in our pursuit of Christ. Through all the terrain, all the seasons, and all the trials that come our way. King Darius favored the Jewish people and allowed them to continue rebuilding the temple. Not only that, but he supplied them with financial support and protection against any adversaries.

When my husband came home from his meeting with the board, we prayed. We declared that we had favor with all authority over us through the power of the Holy Spirit in the name of Jesus Christ. And the next week, they overturned their decision and granted him in-state tuition.

Now, I’m not going to promise that if you pray then your boss is going to give you that promotion tomorrow. I am going to remind you to refuse to be afraid of any person that stands against you. If you know you are in the will of God, no man can stand against you. God has given us authority here on earth. Dominion.

Rachel

Photo Credit: David Spinks

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Choose Your Friends Wisely

During my childhood, my “church friends” were my best friends. They were the ones where I spent the night and knew their parents. The ones whose childhood homes I still have memorized in my mind. It wasn’t always rosy, despite us all attending church, professing Christ, and being raised by Christian parents, but the good always outweighed the bad.

I remember my mother asking once why I was closer with my friends at church that I might only see once or twice a week than my friends from school. At the time I didn’t know the answer. Now I do. Now I understand.

I have been reading and meditating on the book of Job. It’s not a book I necessarily expected to enjoy. I anticipated that it would be long and depressing. And, in some ways, it is both of those things, but it inspired me greatly. And one thought kept coming into my mind, It’s so important to choose the right friends. Continue reading “Choose Your Friends Wisely”

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Dying to Self

I like myself. Most people probably like themselves. And I’ve spent many years developing myself to be the me I want to be (in theory). And yet, Christ states very clearly, “If any [man] will come after me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross daily, and follow me.” Deny yourself. Well, I don’t know about you, but I have trouble denying myself another cookie, so what exactly is Jesus asking me to deny? So, naturally, when I started to hear messages on this concept, dying to self, I bucked against it so hard.

I was raised most of my life with teachers, mentors, media pushing the idea of being unique. Individualism is a mantra often heard in America. Be yourself. In America you can be anything you set your mind to be – in theory and, in some cases, in actuality. You be you. You do you. No matter what. So, after twenty-plus years of being told that being original is how to be happy in life, that’s what I believed. Continue reading “Dying to Self”

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Your Praise Isn’t Just For You

It feels good to praise God. Just thinking about it makes me feel a joy and a fullness inside of me. When I praise God – I mean really praise him – I praise him all out. It’s a sing with my whole voice, lift up my whole hands, shout, jump, weep, laugh kind of praise. And I love it. I love that I get the opportunity to praise him openly and without shame.

If praising God doesn’t light a fire in you to serve him, give to him, spend time to him, read his word, and commit yourself to him, then you’re missing out. And I can’t encourage you enough to dive into why praising God doesn’t leave you overflowing with love – because when it does, you’ll want to praise him all day long. You’ll turn into a modern day David who, although he was the king of an entire nation, danced like a fool in his praise for his heavenly Father.

I recently heard a message about two other awesome praisers in the Bible – Paul and Silas. In Acts 16, Luke writes about Paul and Silas being thrown into prison. For those who may not be familiar with the story, the two men were in Philippi, sharing the good news of Jesus Christ. For days, as they traveled through town a demon-possessed woman followed them, shouting. Paul, tired of her antics, shouted, “In the name of Jesus Christ I command you to come out of her!” And the demonic spirit left her.  Continue reading “Your Praise Isn’t Just For You”

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Prayer Begets Prayer

When my son was a baby, he was not a good sleeper. When he was very small he would sleep during the night, but his naps were short and irregular. As he got a bit older, his sleep was disjointed at all hours. I was given lots of well-meaning advice and I’m sure all of the advice is useful for some babies, but none of it worked for mine. Most of the advice was along the lines of keeping him active, but that NEVER worked. I now have two children, three and five, and if they’re tired they get wound up like they’re having a sugar rush and then I have to force them to crash and it’s ugly. My older sister, however, gave me one piece of advice that has turned out to be very true – Sleep begets sleep.

Basically, my sister’s ideology was if a child doesn’t get enough sleep, the sleep they get is often short and fitful. And it has turned out to be true of my children. If they don’t get their nap, they don’t sleep as well that night. It seems counterintuitive, but it’s not just children. As an adult, if you are accustomed to eight hours of sleep and only get six, you will feel the loss of those two hours, but if you decide you’re going to make up for it the next night, you will only find yourself awake much earlier than you planned.

We can apply it to other areas of our life as well. The more you eat, the more you want to eat. Your stomach will expand and you will be able to eat more food at one sitting. The reverse is also true, the less you eat, the less you want to eat. The more you run, the more you want to run and also, the less you run, the less you want to run. Continue reading “Prayer Begets Prayer”

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Lifting Holy Hands

I grew up in a church where lifting your hands in worship was a very progressive movement. My childhood church was not particularly strict, but it was a Southern Baptist church that preferred songs from the hymnal over a repeating chorus on a screen. 

Even at camps and outside youth groups as a teenager, I don’t recall raising my hands during praise and worship. I do remember weeping on occasion and did not understand why until much later in my life, but I didn’t see the need in lifting my hands. I tried it once or twice and felt like a fake.

Fast forward ten years. My husband and I moved to Greensboro, North Carolina, and started looking for a church. It was the first time I would refer to “church” and not be talking about my childhood church. God was good and we found an amazing, multi-racial, multi-cultural church with a mission statement we could embrace. And the praise and worship was amazing.

Slowly I started lifting my hands in worship. Just one hand. I mean, let’s not get crazy. And initially I still felt that same sting of inauthenticity. But I was in a church full of people lifting up their hands, so there must be something to this. And after pushing through that feeling of falseness, something just clicked and it felt right. I felt like I was worshiping God more fully – with my entire being. Not just my spirit and heart and voice, but my full physical body was reaching out to him with praise.

But what does it really mean to lift your hands in worship? Continue reading “Lifting Holy Hands”

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Sometimes Serving Sucks

I had an incident recently at church where I really didn’t want to serve God. It didn’t have anything to do with God. I just found myself serving in a capacity where I felt ill-equipped. I found myself working with a demographic I don’t generally enjoy. And I found myself having a bad day in this act of service. So, I came home and told my husband, like any good child of God who is trying to get out of something, “I just don’t think I’m called to this ministry.”

The irony of this statement is that a few weeks ago, I was given the opportunity to share a message from the pulpit on serving God. And in that message, I stressed that the act of service is in seeing a need and meeting it. But there I am, sitting in the passenger seat of our SUV while my kids watch VeggieTales, telling my husband that perhaps I’m not the right person to meet this particular need. Because I had a bad day.

My husband, who does a remarkable job of responding to my moods, just simply told me I couldn’t quit this ministry today. Not today. Today was a bad day, but that’s not a good reason to stop serving God. There will always be bad days.

And though I sometimes don’t love to admit this, he was right. Continue reading “Sometimes Serving Sucks”

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Expiration Dates

Two thousand years ago, a baby came screaming and kicking into a stable in a tiny town on the other side of the world. This baby, just like every other baby born before or after, was born with an “expiration” date. Those young parents had no idea what was to come. They had knowledge of the prophecies, and they had the words the Angels had spoken to each of them directly; but just like every other Jew awaiting the Messiah, their greatest imaginations for their Son of the Most High wouldn’t even touch the reality of what was to come.

As I’ve been reading through the Old Testament in my chronological reading through the Bible, I’ve spent a lot of time in the period of Israel’s history riddled with idolatry, immorality, and just so much big, dirty sin. God’s wrath takes up pages and pages of the prophets’ books, spelling out disaster that would touch every inch of their lives. Their homes, their jobs, their food, their money, their legal matters, their children, their weather, their cities and rulers, even their very lives. God is so holy and righteous; to be with Him requires complete perfection. Perfection He knew we can’t attain on our own. Then He used centuries of an entire nation’s history to show us we couldn’t do it. Not that we needed that, right? Or am I the only one who’s already messed up today? Continue reading “Expiration Dates”

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Come, Pass, Shun

Tis the season of giving, thankfulness, and compassion. Spending money and eating lots of food seems to make people more likely to volunteer, donate, and say thank you. Schools have food drives, people don’t snarl at the Salvation Army person outside the grocery store, and most will even donate that dollar or five at the checkout counter – sometimes without even knowing the name of the charity. Generally speaking, this is a very positive thing. Giving to others not only helps others, but it also releases endorphins in the giver that makes them happier. There is literally a chemical response to giving. So, for those of you who find ways to go above and beyond in your giving or service to others this time of year,  be blessed to be a blessing.

But, here’s a crazy idea, what if you extend your blessing – to the guy holding a sign on the side of the road or the woman asking for spare change in the parking lot? It’s good to give and serve intentionally and as a Christian you should desire to do this, but what about the unintentional times? What about the times when we aren’t thinking about it or we’re preoccupied or we’re judgmental toward the asker? What about those times?
Continue reading “Come, Pass, Shun”

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I’ll Be Home for Christmas

As I sit and prepare for the upcoming holidays, family gatherings, and the approaching birth of my own first-born son, I can’t help but be amazed at the simplicity and humbleness of Jesus’ family and his birth story. Extravagance and fanfare no doubt existed during that time period, as it does today, yet they lived by the voice of God and not what was in fashion.

In these final two months of pregnancy, baby bottles, soft blankets, furniture, the cutest trending baby clothing and play accessories line my home in preparation for our son’s arrival. Though we humbly make do without creating a decorated nursery, my husband and I still have the luxury of buying and being gifted with the finest baby accouterments. Our son will be welcomed home to a warm, safe, and outfitted home even while we await the building of our forever home. Continue reading “I’ll Be Home for Christmas”