Showing posts with label faith. Show all posts
Showing posts with label faith. Show all posts

Sunday

Savior, please

So, as you may have gathered from the last post, it's been an incredibly overwhelming weekend. Wonderful, certainly; there's been some amazing moments. But overwhelming for sure. Today I had a chance to spend some time with Very Best Friend in the Whole Entire Galaxy, and oh, how I needed that! Without fail, every moment I spend with her, whether it's curled up on the sofa watching a movie or in the middle of a noisy, smelly gym, she just refreshes my soul.

It's funny. All weekend as I was doing everything for everyone I kept telling myself, "You're fine! You're going to love this! It'll be great!". And I thought I was doing a pretty good job keeping up the act, you know? The I'm-not-tired, I-really-do-want-to-be-here, life-is-good act. I'm sure you're all familiar with it.

And this is why she is my Very Best Friend in the Whole Entire Galaxy. Because my "act" didn't fool her for a nanosecond. She knew something was wrong and she even guessed most of the stuff that was upsetting me before I even said one word. So after somewhat of a meltdown, I was feeling marginally better about life, but she helped me realize that a big part of my problem is a lack of faith. I'm in a scary transitional time of my life right now, and faith is more vital than ever before if I have any hope of navigating this. And yet, why is it that in the moments when you most need your faith, it's easiest to forget about the concept of "trust"? Why is it so easy to lose sight of God in the moments when you should be most focused on him?

As I drove home, I was praying that God would take my angry, scared, doubtful heart and replace with the peace and faith and trust I was so desperately in need of. And this song came on the radio, and I know it was the answer to my prayer:

Savior, Please by Josh Wilson


Savior, please take my hand
I work so hard, I live so fast
This life begins, and then it ends
And I do the best that I can, but I don't know how long I'll last

I try to be so tough
But I'm just not strong enough
I can't do this alone, God I need You to hold on to me
I try to be good enough
But I'm nothing without Your love
Savior, please keep saving me

Savior, please help me stand
I fall so hard, I fade so fast
Will You begin right where I end
And be the God of all I am because You're all I have

Hallelujah
Everything You are to me
Is everything I'll ever need
And I am learning to believe
That I don't have to prove a thing
'Cause You're the one who's saving me

And though it might sound completely corny, these words just spoke to my heart, echoing all the words Very Best Friend had said earlier, and it was an amazing experience.
Oh, the goosebumps and the tears!

Anyway, I just pray that if you're in this place right now -- this overwhelming, trying so hard to measure up and be all things to all people and prove things to the world, that this song will encourage you and bring peace to you.

Tuesday

"...but GOD IS FAITHFUL."

For all of you who have been praying for/thinking about Amy -- thank you.
She received her diagnosis yesterday. She filled me in today. She does indeed have lymphoma (a type of cancer).
PLEASE keep praying.



Amazing how God works. I found this email in my inbox after I received the news:


"One day we will meet beside the river and our Lord will dry every tear. For now, we must live in the joy of that promise and recall that for every generation life is hard, but God is faithful."

-- Bodie Thoene

Monday

Honey, I'm hoooooooooome!

Ok, so really I've been home since Friday, but no matter; I've been too busy to post until now :)

Camp was AMAZING FANTASTIC AWESOME INCREDIBLE FABULOUS WONDERFUL EXCELLENT UNBELIEVABLE and MORE!!!!!!!!

Short version: decent cafeteria food, air conditioned dorms, EXCELLENT classses & speakers, street witnessing, reunions with old friends, ultimate frisbee, "TALLY HO!", LOTS of pictures, meeting new friends, evil cafeteria chairs, a stalker, "Ready cowgirls? YEEEE HAW!", a deceptive stop sign, card games, passing the final exam (only 1 question wrong, woo hoo!), the Spamley Cup (even if we did lose...), nightly worship services, singing, the cup game, and TONS more!!

The classes were positively incredible. Some of them were repeats of basic classes we did last year, but that was great, because apparently I've forgotten A LOT of stuff!!! It was excellent to have that review. I took so many notes and pictures and I definitely think that many of the things I learned/talked about this past week at Worldview Academy will be future topics on this blog. So watch out :)

Life continues to be crazy as I prepare for an interview, get ready for a bunch of meetings this week and register for college classes, gah!

Friday

Presence or Absence?




The following is an email I received. Make sure you read the whole thing and follow the reasoning and the logic -- it's very interesting!


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"Let me explain the problem science has with Jesus Christ." The atheist professor of philosophy pauses before his class and then asks one of his new students to stand.

"You're a Christian, aren't you, son?"

"Yes sir," the student says.

"So you believe in God?"

"Absolutely."

"Is God good?"

"Sure! God's good."

"Is God all-powerful? Can God do anything?"

"Yes."

"Are you good or evil?"

"The Bible says I'm evil."

The professor grins knowingly. "Aha! The Bible!" He considers for a moment. "Here's one for you. Let's say there's a sick person over here and you can cure him. You can do it. Would you help him? Would you try?"

"Yes sir, I would."

"So you're good...!"

"I wouldn't say that."

"But why not say that? You'd help a sick and maimed person if you could. Most of us would if we could. But God doesn't."

The student does not answer, so the professor continues. "He doesn't, does he? My brother was a Christian who died of cancer, even though he prayed to Jesus to heal him. How is this Jesus good? Hmmm? Can you answer that one?"

The student remains silent.

"No, you can't, can you?" the professor says. He takes a sip of water from a glass on his desk to give the student time to relax.

"Let's start again, young fella. Is God good?"

"Er...yes," the student says.

"Is Satan good?"

The student doesn't hesitate on this one. "No."

"Then where does Satan come from?"

The student falters. "From...God..."

"That's right. God made Satan, didn't he? Tell me, son. Is there evil in this world?"

"Yes, sir."

"Evil's everywhere, isn't it? And God did make everything, correct?"

"Yes."

"So who created evil?" The professor continued, "If God created everything, then God created evil, since evil exists, and according to the principle that our works define who we are, then God is evil."

Again, the student has no answer. "Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things, do they exist in this world?"

The student squirms on his feet. "Yes."

"So who created them?"

The student does not answer again, so the professor repeats his question. "Who created them? There is still no answer. Suddenly the lecturer breaks away to pace in front of the classroom. The class is mesmerized.

"Tell me," he continues onto another student. "Do you believe in Jesus Christ, son?"

The student's voice betrays him and cracks. "Yes, professor, I do."

The old man stops pacing. "Science says you have five senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. Have you ever seen Jesus?"

"No sir. I've never seen Him."

"Then tell us if you've ever heard your Jesus?"

"No, sir, I have not."

"Have you ever felt your Jesus, tasted your Jesus or smelt your Jesus? Have you ever had any sensory perception of Jesus Christ, or God for that matter?"

"No, sir, I'm afraid I haven't."

"Yet you still believe in him?"

"Yes."

"According to the rules of empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science says your God doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son?"

"Nothing," the student replies. "I only have my faith."

"Yes, faith," the professor repeats. "And that is the problem science has with God. There is no evidence, only faith."

The student stands quietly for a moment, before asking a question of his own. "Professor, is there such thing as heat?"

"Yes," the professor replies. "There's heat."

"And is there such a thing as cold?"

"Yes, son, there's cold too."

"No sir, there isn't."

The professor turns to face the student, obviously interested. The room suddenly becomes very quiet. The student begins to explain.

"You can have lots of heat, even more heat, super-heat, mega-heat, unlimited heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat, but we don't have anything called 'cold'. We can hit up to 458 degrees below zero, which is no heat, but we can't go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold; otherwise we would be able to go colder than the lowest -458 degrees. Every body or object is susceptible to study when it has or transmits energy, and heat is what makes a body or matter have or transmit energy. Absolute zero (-458 F) is the total absence of heat. You see, sir, cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat we can measure in thermal units because heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it."

Silence across the room. A pen drops somewhere in the classroom, sounding like a hammer.

"What about darkness, professor. Is there such a thing as darkness?"

"Yes," the professor replies without hesitation. "What is night if it
isn't darkness?"

"You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is not something; it is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light, but if you have no light constantly you have nothing and it's called darkness, isn't it? That's the meaning we use to define the word. In reality, darkness isn't. If it were, you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn't you?"

The professor begins to smile at the student in front of him. This will be a good semester. "So what point are you making, young man?"

"Yes, professor. My point is, your philosophical premise is flawed to start with, and so your conclusion must also be flawed."

The professor's face cannot hide his surprise this time. “Flawed? Can you explain how?"

"You are working on the premise of duality," the student explains. "You argue that there is life and then there's death; a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, science can't even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life, just the absence of it.

"Now tell me, professor. Do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?"

"If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, young man, yes, of course I do."

"Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?"

The professor begins to shake his head, still smiling, as he realizes where the argument is going. A very good semester, indeed.

"Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going Endeavor, are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you now not a scientist, but a preacher?"

The class is in uproar. The student remains silent until the commotion has subsided.

"To continue the point you were making earlier to the other student, let me give you an example of what I mean."

The student looks around the room. "Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the professor's brain?" The class breaks out into laughter.

"Is there anyone here who has ever heard the professor's brain, felt the professor's brain, touched or smelt the professor's brain? No one appears to have done so. So, according to the established rules of empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol, science says that you have no brain, with all due respect, sir. So if science says you have no brain, how can we trust your lectures, sir?"

Now the room is silent. The professor just stares at the student, his face unreadable.

Finally, after what seems an eternity, the old man answers. "I guess you'll have to take them on faith."

"Now, you accept that there is faith, and, in fact, faith exists with life," the student continues. "Now, sir, is there such a thing as evil?"

Now uncertain, the professor responds, "Of course, there is. We see it everyday. It is in the daily example of man's inhumanity to man. It is in the multitude of crime and violence everywhere in the world. These manifestations are nothing else but evil."

To this the student replied, "Evil does not exist sir, or at least it does not exist unto itself. Evil is simply the absence of God. It is just like darkness and cold, a word that man has created to describe the absence of God. God did not create evil. Evil is the result of what happens when man does not have God's love present in his heart. It's like the cold that comes when there is no heat or the darkness that comes when there is no light."

The professor sat down.




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Sunday

Step Out in Faith

I was reading an old issue of DevoZine magazine today, and it was talking about faith. Doing the unthinkable. And trusting God will be with you. In order to get the point across, it had a big picture of a shoe, and it said,

"Write the following on your shoe:

MAKE YOUR MARK ON THE WORLD -- STEP OUT IN FAITH

and whenever you are feeling unsure or inconsequential, look at your shoes!"


I really liked the thought of this. You can bet that as soon as I find my sneakers (they're currently MIA. Again) that I will be writing it!

But more importantly, it got me thinking. I've been struggling lately with a fear of doing something new for God. In a few weeks, I will be going on a mission trip. I was excited about it for a loooong time, but now the day is fast approaching -- and I'm scared. I'm scared that I won't know what to do, that I'll mess up, etc, etc.

And it's times like these when I need to be reminded that I'm doing this for GOD -- not for me, or my friends, but for GOD. God is commissioning me -- and if my heart is really in this, if I'm really doing this for His Glory -- He won't let me fail! God is calling me to go out there and do something I've never done before. To make my mark on the world.

And in order to do that, I've got to step out in faith.

It's a scary thing. I don't know what's going to happen and I don't know how it's going to turn out. I don't know if I'll end up changing the world or just doing some minute tasks that don't seem very important at all. I really don't know ANYTHING, except this -- I will step out in faith. I'll trust that God is in this.

Ever heard the story of Gideon? (I highly recommend the Veggietales version, "Gideon: Tuba Warrior". [Thank you Sancho] It's seriously one of my all-time favorite movies).

His story can be found in Judges 6-7. Here's a brief synopsis:

First, a little background info: The Israelites, after they'd (finally) made it to the Promised Land, were beginning to forget about all the wonderful things God had done and reverting back to their old, evil ways. They were giving in to temptations left and right, and God decided to teach them a lesson. He let the Midianites come in and take over the city for quite a few years. Seven, to be exact. And the Midianites made life miserable for the Israelites -- chasing them out of their homes and into caves, trampling and stealing their crops, taking their livestock, etc, etc. You get the idea. So after a while, the Israelites started crying out to God for help. God reminded them why they were being punished, but because He is God, He forgave them. God delievered the Israelites, and He did so through one little guy named Gideon...

One day, Gideon was doing his thing...cutting down wheat in his father's field, maybe whistling a song or two as he worked. Life was pretty good for Gideon, and he was pretty happy. Then, all fo the sudden, an angel appears. Gideon is, as you can probably imagine, pretty surprised by this! But get this -- he believes in the angel. Wow. I know I'd be just a little skeptical, but not Gideon! So anyway, he and the angel are talking and the angel starts telling Gideon that God is proud of him, and that he's found favor in God's eyes (WHOA!! THIS IS PRETTY AMAZING STUFF!). Well, here's where Gideon does get a little skeptical.

"What? That can't be. If God really did "favor" me and my people, then why is he letting these Midianites bully us? We're starting to feel a little abandoned down here...after all. He IS the God who led our ancestors out of Egypt. So why doesn't He do any marvelous works now and save us?"

"That's what I'm trying to tell you!" the angel replies. "God is sending you to drive away the Midianites."

Well, let me just tell you -- if I was Gideon, I would have burst into hysterical laugher right here. As it was, Gideon was a little...uh...flabbergasted.

"ME?!?! You must be NUTS! We're the weakest clan around!! I can't POSSIBLY drive out a huge, bullying army like THAT! All I do is cut wheat!!"

"God will be with you," the angel reminds him. "He will deliver you; He will guide you and be your strength."

Well, our friend Gideon is still (understandably), a little skeptical at this point. He decides that he needs a sign, so that he knows that God is really in this. And God gives it to him. So then Gideon decides he needs ANOTHER sign, and God, in His incredible patience, sends that sign to Gideon, too.

Finally, Gideon realizes that God is serious. Gideon praises God and sets about gathering and army. It's a small but might crew; not nearly compareable to the vast Midianite Army, but a decent size. And besides, Gideon reasons, I've got God on my side!!

Well, God says to Gideon, "You've got too many men! I want everyone to know that this is truly and Act of God; let there be no doubt, no chance that the world will think the power is in the army. Weed out your army."

Gideon's a little surprised, but he's learned by now to listen to God, so he cuts his army in half and continues training them. And then God says AGAIN, "You've still got too many people, Gideon!!" Well, Gideon's draw drops ...was God SERIOUS? I mean, really....he hardly had any folks as it was! So Gideon sent some more soldiers home, until he and a few friends (300, to be exact...more or less) were all that was left.

The hour of attack is finally drawing near, and Gideon was getting a little...giddy :) He was nervous, but God was still with him! God encouraged him, and Gideon found the strenght to carry out God's plan.

Even when every single odd was against him, Gideon believed that God would pull him through. He trusted that God would be with him, and that God would use him in His grand plan. Gideon stepped out in faith.

So did David, so did Jonah (after a little coaxing), so did Moses and a million other great Bible heroes...most noteably, so did Jesus... they all trusted that God would use them in His plan, that He would give them the strength and courage and whatever skills they needed to make their mark on the world.