Discontentment Leads To Problems and Pain

I watched Aladdin with my granddaughter today. Every time I watch this movie, I am convicted by the same part of the movie. Here is the dialog that gets me thinking.

Aladdin: “Wow. The palace looks pretty amazing, huh?”
Princess Jasmine: [glumly] “Oh… It’s wonderful.”
Aladdin: “I wonder what it’d be like to live there, and have servants, and valets.”
Princess Jasmine: “Oh, sure. People who tell you where to go and how to dress.”
Aladdin: “That’s better than here. You’re always scraping for food and ducking the guards.”
Princess Jasmine: “You’re not free to make your own choices.”
Aladdin: “Sometimes you feel so…”
Princess Jasmine: “You’re just…”
Aladdin, Princess Jasmine: “…trapped.”

Let me set the stage.

Princess Jasmine has run away from the palace because she felt like she was a prisoner. Aladdin is a poor, unemployed young man who lives by his wits in the streets of Agrabah. He too feels trapped and unable to change things because of his poverty. When they meet, Jasmine finds excitement in Aladdin’s life. He dreams of living in the palace.

They each are suffering from the same malady, discontentment. Although they each have benefits in their life, they don’t see them. Aladdin is young and free. He has nothing to tie him down. He could pick up at a moment’s notice and travel the world. Career choices are endless. He has no responsibility other than finding purpose for living.

Jasmine has every physical need met. She has a father you loves her and is seeking her best. She has a life of privilege and comfort. She has every material blessing including the most fabulous home. She has no responsibility other than to find someone to love and spend her life with.

From the outside, I can see the benefits that each of them has. But I can also appreciate their discontent because I suffer from the same malady. But I need to change that. As I watched the rest of the movie, I realized that a lack of contentment brings disaster.

Aladdin needed to memorize Hebrews 13:5. “Keep your life free from the love of money, and be content with what you have, for he has said, “I will never leave you nor forsake you.”” Aladdin’s discontent harmed a lot of people. His obsession with riches and moving up in life caused all kinds of unnecessary problems. His sin and lack of trust in the great God of the universe became life threatening.

Jasmine also faced scary situations because she was dissatisfied. She left the palace causing her father worry and she put Aladdin in harm’s way. Her selfish choice caused pain for others. She needed to read Philippians 4:11-13, “Not that I am speaking of being in need, for I have learned in whatever situation I am to be content. I know how to be brought low, and I know how to abound. In any and every circumstance, I have learned the secret of facing plenty and hunger, abundance and need. I can do all things through him who strengthens me.”

This discontent is not just a story line from an animated film. It is a line from life. Discontent people are harming one another daily. They are also harming themselves in the process. People seek wealth so they neglect their families and lose them. Many think a new and exciting relationship would be better than the one they are currently in, so they cheat, leaving a wake of emotional destruction behind them. Gamblers lose thousands of dollars because they are not content with what they currently have. Many unsatisfied people self-medicate with drugs and alcohol, leading them to a numb existence where they don’t fully live and enjoy.

A lack of contentment robs us of safety, peace, joy, and life. Always seeking something else, we don’t relax and immerse ourselves in what we already have when we are discontent. Fortunately, God has an answer for this. He is the answer.

If we seek God first and foremost, all the things we need for life and godliness are ours already. “His divine power has granted to us all things that pertain to life and godliness, through the knowledge of him who called us to his own glory and excellence, by which he has granted to us his precious and very great promises, so that through them you may become partakers of the divine nature, having escaped from the corruption that is in the world because of sinful desire.” (2 Peter 1:3–4, ESV) We can escape from the corruption that sinful desire brings by resting in the fact that we are partakers of His divine nature. He, Himself will never leave us or forsake us. He gives us strength to do all things, no matter what our outward circumstances are.

Contentment is an important characteristic of the believer’s life. If we can truly find contentment in Jesus, we will protect our hearts and the hearts of those around us.

Do you need more encouragement to be content in God? Read and meditate on Psalm 145!

Called to Be a Witness

I was reading one of the lessons in the Purpose Driven Life last week. Rick Warren said that we are called to be witnesses to the world. We are to testify to the truth that we know.

I started to think about what it means to be a witness or to testify in court. It is pretty simple. A witness is called to testify to the facts as they understand them. As long as they tell the whole truth and nothing but the truth, they are in good shape. The only way they can be in trouble is to lie or refuse to testify.

The witness may be cross-examined but all they are required to do is to answer to what they know. If they don’t know something, they simply say, “I don’t know”. Not knowing the answer is not wrong. But they must tell the truth.

Also, It is not the witness’s job to convince the judge or jury. It is not the responsibility of the witness to be an expert in everything that is discussed at the trial. They are just an expert in their truth and knowledge.

The witnesses also have help. They have been prepared to testify by counsel. They have a legal advocate. When they testify, the attorneys and legal advocates make sure that the testimony is given in an appropriate and timely way. They lead and guide so the witness gives the information that is most fitting to the case at hand.

As I pondered this, I thought about our Paraclete or Advocate, the Holy Spirit. He is called to our side as our intercessor, our counsel. He is our helper. He supports us as we witness and testify to the truth.

So with this knowledge, my responsibility is clear: Witness to the truth knowing the Spirit guides me; Let the Spirit persuade and argue God’s case; Let God be the Judge.

“But you will receive power when the Holy Spirit has come upon you, and you will be my witnesses in Jerusalem and in all Judea and Samaria, and to the end of the earth.”” (Acts 1:8, ESV)

Enjoying Semi-Sweet and Bitter Chocolate

chocolate“In him we were also chosen, having been predestined according to the plan of him who works out everything in conformity with the purpose of his will, in order that we, who were the first to put our hope in Christ, might be for the praise of his glory. And you also were included in Christ when you heard the message of truth, the gospel of your salvation. When you believed, you were marked in him with a seal, the promised Holy Spirit, who is a deposit guaranteeing our inheritance until the redemption of those who are God’s possession—to the praise of his glory.” Ephesians 1:11-14

I was eating chocolate the other night. Actually, I eat a little chocolate almost every night. More accurately then, I was thinking about the chocolate as I ate it the other night. I was eating an intensely dark chocolate. It was bitter. I still liked it. That surprised me.

I thought about how my tastes had changed over the years. I always liked chocolate. As a child, I was shocked when people served dessert without chocolate. It seemed pointless. My attitude was if you can have chocolate, why have anything else? But back then, I loved sweet chocolate. As I got older, I discovered the joy of semi-sweet chocolate chips. I started enjoying the bitter more. I don’t know why things changed, I just know they did.

As time has gone on, I have tried a lot more chocolate and have come to enjoy some pretty dark bitter flavors. I still have to have some sweetness and creaminess, but I appreciate the bitter with the sweet. I realized that this same change has happened in my Christian life.

When I was a child, I thought living for Jesus was always creamy and very sweet. It was wonderful. I didn’t understand people who didn’t live for Jesus. If you can have Jesus, why have anything else? I loved the sweet life I had with the Lord.
But as I got older, I discovered that life in itself is not always that sweet. So as I have matured, things have changed some. I discovered that I could enjoy a life that is semi-sweet and sometimes even bitter.

I can’t say I have always enjoyed the semi-sweet or bitter like I should. I forgot what made the naturally unpleasant, palatable. It needs cream, butter, and sugar. Most of the time I tried to eat the chocolate of life without those essential ingredients.

The cream, butter, and sugar that make the bitterness of life not just palatable but actually enjoyable are Jesus love, his promises, and the sweet fellowship we have with him. When we take the unpleasant and add the love of Jesus, we enjoy a sweetness that we would not have otherwise tasted. When in the midst of bitter times we focus on his promises and seek to enjoy fellowship with him, we experience a richness and creaminess that is completely and totally delicious.

I read through Ephesians 1. It was a reminder of the butter, cream, and sugar that we as believers have been given. It was a reminder that life is meant to be enjoyable. It is full of wonderful flavor. I just need to add Jesus to the bitter things in life to make them more palatable, or dare I say it, delicious!

Thank you, Jesus, for being the richness and sweetness in my life. You make the bitter, delicious when we add you to the situation. You make all things palatable, and in you we can have a life of abundance. Thank you for the good things in life!
(Originally posted 6/11)

Honest Prayers, Revealing My Heart

“O LORD, who shall sojourn in your tent? Who shall dwell on your holy hill? He who walks blamelessly and does what is right and speaks truth in his heart;” (Psalm 15:1–2, ESV)

I attended a spiritual formation conference this weekend. The speaker encouraged us, to be honest. He asked us to do some exercises that encouraged us to admit our true feelings to God. He encouraged us to speak the truth in our heart.

We were instructed to take time to pray honestly about something that upsets us. The instructions reminded us that God already knows what we truly think so we should not be embarrassed or afraid to tell him. Our task was to be honest about our upset, anger, fear, or frustration. We were to share our true feelings with God.

I was nervous. I was in an abusive relationship in the past. I was not allowed to share feelings. I was only allowed to mirror his feelings. If I had feelings that differed from his, I was wrong. I didn’t realize how this earthly relationship had affected my relationship with my Heavenly Father. I was scared to share my anger and upset with God.

As I started to pray, God reminded me of an event from my past that totally set my mind at ease. Many years ago, when my daughter Jessica was young, she got mad at me. She was complaining to my oldest son when I walked in on the conversation. She didn’t see me and I stood there listening. Her little heart was overflowing with anger and upset at that moment. She could not contain her exasperation and frustration. It just spilled out.

When she finally realized I was standing right there, she broke down crying. She immediately told me she was sorry. Rather than being upset, I felt bad for her. Compassion flooded my heart. I was not enraged by her disrespect. I understood her frustration and her need to vent. I also understood her embarrassment at being caught in the act of complaining. I just held her while she cried. I felt such deep love for her that my only desire was to comfort and console her, not to reprimand her.

If I had that much compassion and love in my heart for my daughter, how much compassion and love does God have for me? His capacity for kindness is so much greater than mine. God is definitely good enough to love me through my anger and frustration. I can be honest with God!

I am no longer afraid to share my anger with my Abba, Father. I am not embarrassed to let him see my frustration. In fact, I just want to turn around and let him hold me while I cry. I want to let it all out and then enter into that time of comfort and consolation that comes afterward. I want to vent and then relax when I am reassured that I am still loved.

Today, I realize that I can be honest about what is in my heart, and the Father will love me just the same.

A Testimony and A Prayer Request

Dear Readers, today I am posting a testimony that I will be sharing with some ladies groups over the coming months. It is very long, much longer than a normal blog. Please forgive me this one time. I wanted to post it and ask for prayer. I am praying that this testimony will open up opportunities to share the gospel and to help women who are suffering from abuse. Please pray with me that God will do a great work and the Gospel will be presented. Also pray that lives will be changed for the glory of God. Thank you I appreciate your support.

I feel privileged to share a testimony of the goodness and grace of God. I have known Jesus for more than 40 years. So there are many accounts I could share about my life with the Lord. I decided on this one. This is the story of how God loved me and kept me through my “dark night of the soul”.

After my children had moved out, my difficult marriage became intolerable. I was not sure what to do. After extensive counseling and requests for help from spiritual leadership, things were not improving. They were getting much worse. A counselor told me that she felt that it would be best if I left home for a time until we could resolve some serious problems.

I went to stay at our other home where my daughter was living while she attended college. While living there, I attended church with her. The pastor was preaching through the book of Ephesians. He came to Ephesians 5:22 “Wives, submit to your own husbands, as to the Lord.” I was ready to hear what I needed to do to be a better wife. I was shocked by what I actually heard.

Pastor Kerry said that he could not, in good conscience, teach this passage without first talking about the manipulation and abuse that often occurred by using this verse. As he spoke that day, I sobbed uncontrollably through the service. I even tried to leave more than once, but my daughter insisted that I stay because she felt I needed to hear what the pastor was saying. What I learned that day was that contrary to how I saw myself, I was not a submissive Christian wife. I was an abused woman.

That day my life changed. I started to understand the devastating truth about my marriage. I started to learn about abuse and the devastation that it brings. My life was already very difficult, and I was emotionally struggling. When this realization came, the emotional instability grew. The mental anguish at times felt unbearable.

I started to question God. I was asking why. I felt that I had fallen into a deep dark pit, and I would not ever see daylight again. It seemed that God was not there and not listening. I was praying that things would improve, but things got worse, much worse.

The downward spiral escalated one Wed in June 2009. My husband was out of town on a cruise with his family and friends. I was staying with my parents and working at vacation Bible school. Our memory verse was Isaiah 41:10 “fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God; I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.” This verse was to minister to my heart that very night and then for the next year it was my hope.

I got a call after I went to bed that night. The caller said my son Ryan was in the hospital with a brain bleed and had lost half of his eyesight. I made the two hour trip to the hospital saying Isaiah 41:10 over and over again, 10 “fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God; I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.”

During Ryan’s 9-day hospital stay, he had brain surgery to remove a cancerous tumor, and we learned that it was unlikely that he would regain his lost eyesight. Again over and over I repeated Isaiah 41:10.

It is very difficult to see your child suffer. It is even more difficult to go through it without the love and support of your spouse. Rather than help, this situation was complicated by my husband’s abusive tendencies and attitudes, but God got me through. I never went back home to live. I left my house, my friends, my church, and my ministries to get away from the abuse.

About a month, after this, I learned that my husband was gambling excessively. I knew for years that he would lie about gambling and make excuses to leave home so he could go to the casino. I did not know how out of control it was. And of course, he did not want to stop or be accountable for his choices. It was another difficult issue that I felt unable to deal with.

The problems kept coming. It was a year of disasters and tragedies. My 23-year-old niece passed away from spinal meningitis while she was trying to recover from an addictive lifestyle. My parent’s home burned down. My sister betrayed me, causing a rift in my family. My father, not understanding the issues, was unsupportive. Then I found out our family dog had died.

Depression overwhelmed me. But I held tenaciously to the truth that God was with me, and he would help me. The weird thing was, I didn’t have feelings of closeness to God. In fact, I felt that He was remote and distant. Through my friends, counselors, and spiritual leaders, I learned that I was suffering from something that Christians had historically called “The Dark Night of the Soul.”

During this time, I learned so much about God’s love. Although I did not feel God’s presence, I knew He was there. “fear not for I am with you” (Isaiah 41:10) I learned to walk by faith.

“Therefore, since we have been justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ. Through him we have also obtained access by faith into this grace in which we stand, and we rejoice in hope of the glory of God. Not only that, but we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us. For while we were still weak, at the right time Christ died for the ungodly. For one will scarcely die for a righteous person—though perhaps for a good person one would dare even to die— but God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us. Since, therefore, we have now been justified by his blood, much more shall we be saved by him from the wrath of God. For if while we were enemies we were reconciled to God by the death of his Son, much more, now that we are reconciled, shall we be saved by his life. More than that, we also rejoice in God through our Lord Jesus Christ, through whom we have now received reconciliation.” (Romans 5:1–11, ESV)

Although it seemed that my world was falling apart, faith carried me through. Verses like these reinforced what I had known my whole life. God loves me, and he will do a good work in my life. I knew that God, who is able to make reconciliation for sin, was able to reconcile the pieces of my life. He alone is able to transform suffering into hope. He alone is able to pour out love into our hearts when we are consumed by shame and despair.

And I grasped hold of the fact that His love never fails. A familiar passage from Romans 8 became real and tangible. “And we know that for those who love God all things work together for good, for those who are called according to his purpose. For those whom he foreknew he also predestined to be conformed to the image of his Son, in order that he might be the firstborn among many brothers. And those whom he predestined he also called, and those whom he called he also justified, and those whom he justified he also glorified. What then shall we say to these things? If God is for us, who can be against us? He who did not spare his own Son but gave him up for us all, how will he not also with him graciously give us all things? Who shall bring any charge against God’s elect? It is God who justifies. Who is to condemn? Christ Jesus is the one who died—more than that, who was raised—who is at the right hand of God, who indeed is interceding for us. Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or danger, or sword? As it is written, ‘For your sake we are being killed all the day long; we are regarded as sheep to be slaughtered.’ No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am sure that neither death nor life, nor angels nor rulers, nor things present nor things to come, nor powers, nor height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord.” (Romans 8:28–39, ESV)

God is faithful, compassionate, and kind. Without His love and care, I am not sure I would have made it through that tragic year. I am sure that I would not have made it through as well as I have. Without Jesus in my life, I would be without hope. But as a child of God, I know that no matter what my future holds, I do not have to be afraid. He is with me. I do not have to be distressed, disappointed or sad because He is my God. He gives me strength, He helps me and He holds me in His righteous right hand.

If anyone has questions about abuse or about the resources I found helpful, please let me know. More importantly, if you do not have a relationship with God, I would enjoy sharing the story of God’s love with you. I would like to tell you the good news of Jesus death, burial and resurrection from the dead and how that makes an eternal difference for all who would believe in Him.

Not in My Strength But by the Spirit’s Power

I was helping a customer yesterday. HELPING! I was with him for about 3 minutes. It seemed like thirty. He was negative about everything. He complained about everything. In the end, I am not sure I even helped him, or that I could have helped him.

He was in the middle of a project. He had need of some very specific materials to accomplish his goal. I showed him the best solutions for the best prices. He said, “I know you don’t have anything cheaper, but this is still too much.” Then he told me that he guesses he has no choice but to be robbed. He puts the first items in his cart.

Then he complained that I gave him the wrong color. When I arrived he had that color in his hand, he just had the wrong size. I assumed, wrongly that he was looking for that color. So we pulled the items from the cart. I retrieved the correct ones. As I pulled them from the shelf, he complained about the condition of a box that I didn’t give him.

The box was open on one end and was a little ratty looking, so I set it aside. He ranted about it being a mess. I thought it was unacceptable also, that is why I laid it aside. It didn’t matter, He was unhappy that the torn box was even in the store. I was happy when he had his couple of items and was ready to leave.

But, he turned around and asked for help with one more item. I showed him the choices that we had. I answered his questions politely. He complained that we don’t manage our store well and that there are too many thieves. Since we did a poor job at running our business, it costs him a fortune. He wanted to know how I expected him to survive. He said he couldn’t afford to keep going with the way we were raising prices.

As I stood there with him ranting at me about something I had no control over, I thought about my response. I knew that I couldn’t say what I was thinking. My employer would not appreciate my rude and sarcastic side. I also thought about how God would feel about it. This man truly needed Jesus so as a Christian I didn’t want to do the wrong thing.

Later as I thought about this, I realized that my idea of living for Jesus was messed up. I was trying, in my power and strength, to do the right thing. I was doing the same thing for Jesus as I was doing for my employer. I was trying hard to act right when I wanted to do the wrong thing.

I was doing nothing more than what my non-Christian counterparts do. They choose to behave in the face of adversity too! Then they walk away and complain about the crabby customer. So do I. So then what difference is there with the saved and unsaved in practical living? Nothing is different, unless I am working in tandem with the Spirit.

In my walk with God, I must trust that the Spirit is there and let Him do the work in me. I need to do more than tough out the difficulties in life by my own power. I need to rest in God. I need to leave the hard work to him. I know that living in the Spirit is more than what I did yesterday, because there was no love in my choice.

I did not love this man. I did not care about his eternal best. I did what was right because it was right. It was about rules and regulations. It was about the law, not about love.

Tomorrow before work, I am going to pray that the Spirit clothes me in His character. In that way, I will be able to love the unlovely and respond supernaturally to difficulties. I pray that I will be able to live in a way that God’s glory shines through me.

“Put on then, as God’s chosen ones, holy and beloved, compassionate hearts, kindness, humility, meekness, and patience, bearing with one another and, if one has a complaint against another, forgiving each other; as the Lord has forgiven you, so you also must forgive. And above all these put on love, which binds everything together in perfect harmony. And let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, to which indeed you were called in one body. And be thankful.” (Colossians 3:12–15, ESV)

The Truth: I Am Loved By God

“Self-rejection is the greatest enemy of the spiritual life because it contradicts the sacred voice that calls us the ‘Beloved’. Being the Beloved expresses the core truth of our existence.”
Henri J. M. Nouwen, Life of the Beloved: Spiritual Living in a Secular World

I have been reading Job again, and I again had to stop and stand in awe of God. I also had to humble myself because I realized that I had a weird distrust and strange form of pride. Let me set the stage, and then I will explain.

At the end of the book Job, God basically says, “Job, quit questioning and trust me. I am God and you are not.” God lets Job know that he is in charge of the whole world. Job recognizes God’s majesty and power, so he humbles himself before The Almighty.

While reading that passage, I thought about how often I question God. I realized it was often. Every time I doubt God’s love for me, I am questioning Him. Every time I allow self-rejection to mess with my mind and spirit, I am mistrusting God. When I wonder if I matter or make a difference, I deny that God has a good plan for me.

I thought about my pride. Who am I to question God? He has clearly stated that I am loved. One of my favorite passages says, “Very rarely will anyone die for a righteous person, though for a good person someone might possibly dare to die. But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us” (Romans 5:7–8, NIV). And another passage says, “See what great love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God! And that is what we are! The reason the world does not know us is that it did not know him. Dear friends, now we are children of God, and what we will be has not yet been made known. But we know that when Christ appears, we shall be like him, for we shall see him as he is” (1 John 3:1–2, NIV).

I am a child of God and I am loved. To question this truth is pride. It is to say that God does not mean what he says. Do I really think that I know more than God?

If I am to live the life God has called me to, I must see myself as the beloved. I must trust that I am precious to God. I must relinquish my pride and submit to the truth. I am loved by the God of the Universe. This is the truth.

It is my desire to have a healthy and flourishing spiritual life. I want others to be drawn to Jesus by what they see in me. So I must, like Job, say, “Behold, I am of small account; what shall I answer you? I lay my hand on my mouth” (Job 40:4, ESV). Then I must listen as God reminds me of His greatness, power, majesty, and love. I will accept the truth that He speaks to me, the truth that Jesus loves me.

Father, forgive me for my pride and arrogance. Thank you for loving me.

It Is New Year’s Day and I Have to Work

“Yet this I call to mind and therefore I have hope: Because of the LORD’s great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. I say to myself, “The LORD is my portion; therefore I will wait for him.” The LORD is good to those whose hope is in him, to the one who seeks him; it is good to wait quietly for the salvation of the LORD.” (Lamentations 3:21–26, NIV)

Today is the first day of 2015. It is a holiday, and I have to work. I wondered what the historic significance of this holiday was and why my employer didn’t respect it enough to let me stay home. I actually discovered something interesting as I researched the history of New Years Day.

It was a Pagan holiday in Ancient Rome that was established to honor a false god named Janus. The Romans believed he had to faces that enabled him to look forward and backward at the same time. They celebrated Janus by drinking and partying.

This holiday was abolished by Church leaders because of its pagan roots. During medievil times this holiday was not celebrated. We celebrate it now because Pope Gregory XIII established January 1st as the first day of the year when he made his calendar. He was the founder of the Gregorian calendar that we still use today. Our current holiday celebrates a new year and new beginning. (http://www.history.com/topics/holidays/new-years).

After reading this history, I am not sure that January 1st is really a holiday that I am entitled to stay home to celebrate, so I will go to work. It does remind me though that we have new starts and new beginnings. We face new opportunities and new challenges. We can also look back and celebrate what has happened before.

As I was pondering this new beginning idea, I realized that every morning is a new beginning. Every day is a fresh slate upon which I can write a new adventure. Every morning is a reminder of God’s compassion, faithfulness, gifts, salvation, and love. Each morning is an opportunity to celebrate a New Moment, a New Hour, a New Day or a New Year. Every second with God is a holiday or holy day (Not necessarily celebrated by my employer).

So I have decided that this year my New Year’s resolution will be — to resolve every day to call to mind, “Because of the LORD’s great love I am not consumed, for his compassion never fails. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. I say to myself, ‘The LORD is my portion; therefore I will wait for him.’ The LORD is good to those whose hope is in him, to the one who seeks him; it is good to wait quietly for the salvation of the LORD.”

This will be my hope. The true and living God will be the One I seek. And Lamentations 3:21-26 will be my memory verses today.

Happy New Year. “May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.” (Romans 15:13, NIV)

The Privilege of Singing Christmas Carols

I love Christmas carols. I look forward to singing them especially at church. That’s why I was shocked to hear a young man make a comment about having to sing “the requisite number of Christmas songs”. In his immaturity, I guess he does not know enough about Christmas carols to understand their depth of meaning and how they became classics.

I bet he doesn’t know that I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day was written by Longfellow during the Civil War. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow’s son had been crippled in the war, a few years before this poem was written. His wife had died a few years before that. She dripped sealing was on her dress, igniting a blaze. Her husband was there and put out the blaze, but his precious companion died from her injuries. As the war raged on and he grieved his losses, he wrote,

And in despair I bowed my head;
“There is no peace on earth,” I said;
“For hate is strong,
And mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!”

Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
“God is not dead; nor doth he sleep!
The Wrong shall fail,
The Right prevail,
With peace on earth, good-will to men!”

I wonder if the young man who feels forced to sing Christmas carols knew that God Rest Ye Merry, Gentleman was written as a modern alternative to stuffy old church songs. It was well received and became a popular hit. Charles Dickens referenced it in A Christmas Carol, adding to its popularity.

God rest you merry, gentlemen,
Let nothing you dismay,
For Jesus Christ our Saviour
Was born upon this day,
To save us all from Satan’s power
When we were gone astray:
O tidings of comfort and joy,
comfort and joy,
O tidings of comfort and joy.

One of the most prolific hymn writers of all time, Isaac Watts, wrote Joy to the World. He wrote over 750 songs, and this is one of the most popular. It was not written as a Christmas song, but rather a song of exuberant praise. It caught on as a Christmas carol, because it reminds us that his coming was a time of hope and joy, as is the celebration of Christmas.

Joy to the world! the Lord is come;
Let earth receive her King;
Let every heart prepare him room,
And heaven and nature sing,
And heaven and nature sing,
And heaven, and heaven, and nature sing.

No more let sins and sorrows grow,
Nor thorns infest the ground;
He comes to make His blessings flow
Far as the curse is found,
Far as the curse is found,
Far as, far as, the curse is found.

I could go on. There are many more Christmas carols with amazing stories and compelling lyrics. But the point is made. Christmas carols are not just a meaningless holiday tradition that we are required to include in our celebrations. They are hymns of praise. They are a reminder of the goodness of God. Christmas carols are a call to celebrate God’s goodness in the midst of winter and the winters of the soul.

These ancient hymns connect us with our heritage and our brothers and sisters who have travelled the road before us. They are songs of God’s triumph over the power of sin and death. In my life, I do not feel that a requisite number have to be included, I feel that it is a privilege to praise God using these words, penned by Greats of the Faith. I pray that some day the young man who feels obligated to sing Christmas carols will grasp hold of this rich heritage and rejoice with the ancients.

“God is not dead,” so “Do not be dismayed,” for “He comes to make His blessings flow”. Merry Christmas.

It’s A Wonderful Life Revisited

“Blessed is the one who is kind to the needy.” (Proverbs 14:21, NIV)

Every year at Christmas time, I watch Christmas movies as I prepare for the holiday. I usually watch White Christmas while I wrap presents. I watch A Muppet Christmas Carol as I eat cookies and drink coffee. There are so many others that I play while I bake cookies, make out shopping lists, decorate, or nap on the couch after a long shopping day. One that I enjoy watching with friends and family whenever possible is It’s a Wonderful Life.

It’s a Wonderful Life reminds me of the blessings we enjoy in our day to day lives. It causes me to reflect on my relationships. From it, I am reminded that living an honorable and right life right where I am blesses others and honors God.

I know I have written about this before. But something happened last night that reminded me yet again that I have a wonderful life. So I feel compelled to write again about the wonderful blessings of friendship, love and support.

Last night I was talking with Brittany, one of my co-workers. She is the sweetest girl who always has a kind word to say about everyone. Her positive energy is contagious. She exhibits genuine concern and compassion for those around her. She is a joy!

In the course of our conversation, she asked how I was doing. I told her I was a little stressed because some unexpected bills came up. I also complained that it was the most inopportune time with Christmas coming. I shared about the car repairs and a few other things.

I couldn’t believe what happened when I finished complaining. She said that she had money in the savings if I needed help. I almost started crying. Her kindness and generosity overwhelmed me. This young lady who goes to school and only works part-time right now was willing to help me out. I also know how hard she works for her money which made this gesture all the more astounding.

I was complaining mostly because it is inconvenient. It isn’t because I can’t afford it. These extra bills messed with my plans, they didn’t devastate me. And yet, here was someone that cared and has so much compassion that they were so concerned with my well being that they would sacrifice for my benefit.

I learned two things from this encounter. The first thing is that I am a big whiner, and I tend to focus on my problems rather than my blessings. Shame on me! In the light of God’s goodness and grace, this is a sin issue that I need to deal with immediately. Father forgive me.

And the second thing that I learned was that it is a wonderful life. I have friends and supporters, some I know, but there are many of whom I am unaware. I had no idea that Brittany cared that much. Just like George Bailey I again learned about the depth of my friendships in a time of need. I was also reminded that life is good, and I am loved. Thanks Brittany for your kindness and friendship. Thank you Lord for Brittany.