Tuesday, September 4, 2012

And Jesus said, "Come..."

Written by Heidi. Knowing there is a plan for my life helps me. Knowing Jesus is alongside me comforts me. Knowing that He will come again and make things right gives me hope, joy, and peace.

Matthew 11:28-30 (NLT)
Then Jesus said, "Come to me, all of you who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you. Let me teach you, because I am humble and gentle at heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy to bear, and the burden I give you is light."

Rick Warren tweeted this yesterday:
"I've read many wise and beautiful words from Plato and Cicero, but neither said, 'Come to me, you who are burdened." Augustine

I looked up this quote on www.brainyquote.com and it says:
 I have read in Plato and Cicero sayings that are wise and very beautiful; but I have never read in either of them: Come unto me all ye that labor and are heavy laden.
Saint Augustine

Reading the tweet first led me to the scripture and then all of this just got me to thinking about how God is there for us... for me... and how I don't trust Him nearly enough.

I do not handle change very well. This move to Louisville has been tough on me. I still haven't figured out where I fit in here. Some things are starting to come to light, but I struggle everyday with loneliness and working out how we are to function here. It is so different in Louisville than anywhere else we have ever lived. (We have lived in Iowa, Illinois, Michigan and Wisconsin.) And we, of course, are at a different phase of life than we ever have been before. Everything is new and I am constantly trying to find my "level"... my comfort. And when it comes down to it, as personable as I may seem, I am introverted. Connecting is twice as hard for someone who would rather just hang out at home or with her family. Then comes the complaining... "Why are we here? Why am I stuck here when I liked how life was going where we were?" I become tired of the things I used to like... or not sure if I can figure out how to fit in the things I used to do in this new life schedule. Well, if I gave Him a chance, Jesus is my level. He carries half the yoke... but I am so determined to yank the thing all by myself!

We are quickly approaching our 10th-11th month of living here... and I haven't given it up to Him. Here I have a loving God who wants to hear from me and wants me to find rest in Him and I don't do it. Why? (More accurately, I have given Him plenty of the complaining, but I have not been patient to listen for Him to give me direction nor been still enough to just let Him do things and watch for them to happen. I am a TERRIBLE listener!)

There are SO many other people out there with religions or without religions where they have to do all the work... they have to figure out for themselves what will bring them peace or give them what they want. I have a God who is so wonderful and giving and I don't have to do a thing except let Him do these things. I accept Jesus as my Savior and now I have to let Him be that. (Romans 11:6 And since it is through God's kindness, then it is not by their good works. For in that case, God's grace would not be what it really is - free and undeserved.) Because I am NOT God. He is. He knows what I need... which is more important than what I want. (So thankful for that!)

So it comes down to this and I have to realize: it is not about being comfortable or having things work out just right for me. It is not about me. No, life does not become easy and luxurious after letting God in, but at least I know I am not alone and that I am deeply loved. God is consistent and I am thankful.
Here you go, God. Turn my fear and gripes into good things for You! Let me live and work with joy FOR YOU! (Colossians 3:23 Work willingly at whatever you do, as though you were working for the Lord rather than for people.) And I know that You promise peace and eventually life with You. Thank You!
(We are finding new peace, slowly but surely. We are blessed with a nice place to live in a quiet neighborhood. We are blessed with a school where the kids are learning about God right along with their other studies. Including Spanish, which is something I am also excited about. :-) And Derek has been busy at work... which will help us financially. And I have been given time to study God's word and am trying to get closer with Him. All of this is new and all of this is working out for the good. Glory to God!) 


God's Grace is Enough

This was written July 8, 2012. Written by Heidi. So, Saturday was an exciting day for our oldest son. He was in his first official golf tournament. It was a city-run local, little junior tournament. There was supposed to be six holes played, but with the heat index warnings out, they shortened it to 4 holes, each a par 4. My husband took our buddy and was his caddy for the afternoon. The big, little man did a great job with his drives and chipping, but fell short with his putting. If his putting had gone better, he would have been right up there with the leaders. But a victory and the trophy were not his to be had that day. (Some other guy, who has been playing since he was five years old and tours around from state to state won.)

We tried to prepare him before the tournament and tell him that since he had never competed before to use this as a learning experience to take with him for future tournaments. We said that what we would find out with this tournament we could use in tournaments to come. We encouraged him to go out and think just think about focusing on each shot at hand, do his best, and enjoy himself. "Please don't worry about your score and have fun!"

Well, this poor little guy has gotten from his mom and dad a double dose of the "Competitive Gene" and he came home having had fun, but in the background of all his comments and stories was the fact that he didn't win and was not even close to the competition. I felt bad for him. I did not get our guys started on sports early in life. I hated the thought of them being too busy too early in life... and wanted them to just have fun and be kids... I didn't want them traveling on any tours and having their sport feel like work when they were just reaching age ten. I want them to find lifelong interests. I want them to know that they don't have to win to enjoy things like sports. (I could go on and on about all of this... and I will have my critics -my sons might end up being the biggest ones- but this is how we are going and trying to point them to a bigger picture... ANYWAY, all this for another time.)

He started to really get agitated about having not gotten up higher on the scoreboard and upset about not having gotten a trophy. I said, "Remember that quote from the movie Cars... at the end when Lightning McQueen says something about 'This grumpy old race car I know once told me somethin'. It's just an empty cup." My son came back with, "If they (the trophies) don't mean anything, then why do they hand them out?"

Good question.

Why is competing so important? Yes, it is a challenge and challenges make us better. Competing on a team teaches us to work better with others.... I personally LOVE to compete. I hate to lose... but it does not crush me. I came to realize as I competed that the more you compete, this teaches you how to handle loss. I knew that this whole experience would be good for my guy in the long run... but I got to thinking and wondering about the nature of competition in itself and why it is seemingly so important. Now, I am not a college graduate... have not written any doctoral dissertations on psychology or any other social studies... I am just a mom and wife, daughter and sister with a blog. :-) I just am here with my experience and what went through my brain.

SO... here were some of my thoughts: How in the world did competing become so lucrative in our culture? Why is the first thing parents ask other parents when they first meet them, "What do your kids do?" (I always answer, "Well, they're kids," and that throws them off. No wonder no one talks to me very long. ;-) There are sports and the top dollars go to the elite athletes. There are singing competitions and artists that win those get the best opportunities to make big money in their field. (Competition in the arts just baffles me anyway.)  "Beating" people out for position at work is a common term. I have even heard more students nowadays call doing well on tests "slaying" them, "conquering" them, or "killing" them.. all to do better than other students to get coveted scholarships and top spots at schools. Crazy.

I got up at 1 a.m. Saturday night/Sunday morning after the tournament, I couldn't sleep. I grabbed a piece of paper and pencil and I scribbled all those above thoughts onto a piece of paper. What I have typed above here on the this blog entry is the first half of that paper. I am now flipping it over to the second half. What follows now... well, like I said before, I am not any expert at anything. These are just the thoughts that went through my head and not really conclusions that I came to... there are no answers to my situation, necessarily... just where I wanted to go, I suppose. Anyway...

What about striving to lift others up? What about making others feel good enough? What about the thrill of celebrating for others --- especially when they give their life to Jesus Christ? What about giving up and not winning so that others may live? Isn't that what Jesus did for us? Isn't that what He commissioned us to do? It should be about winning souls for our Lord, yes? We should fill our days with less competition and enjoy what God has already given us. His grace is enough. The end of this "race" is our death and our hope is in Christ Jesus for the life He promises. Maybe the focus  should be more on learning, understanding, empathy and love... and less on marketability and competition and pride and recognition.

Quite honestly, I have a hard time with this. I LOVE the feeling of winning... of overcoming an obstacle and celebrating accomplishment.  And I am probably making one topic out of about 4, 5 or 6 topics here. Competition makes our lives interesting and helps us to try and be our best. Just felt bad for our guy and he pushed us to take a look on how NOT "black and white" this subject can be.

Big picture: God loves us. No matter our accomplishments and trophies. We shouldn't have to feel like we NEED to do anything except to accept His gift of salvation and love others as He loves us. His grace saves us. It is here for the taking. No winning score necessary.

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Romans 4:5 But people are counted righteous, not because of their work, but because of their faith in God who forgives sinners.