Monday, July 29, 2013

Freedom of Simplicity

 “Tis a gift to be simple, “tis a gift to be free,
'tis a gift to come down where you ought to be,
and when we find ourselves in a place just right
“twill be in the valley of love and delight.

When true simplicity is gained
to bow and to bend we shan't be ashamed.
To turn, turn will be our delight
'till by turning, turning we come round right...

The words of this old Shaker hymn tell us that it is a gift to be simple, and that simplicity is freedom. I learned this first hand.

Several years ago I moved from a six bedroom house to a two bedroom apartment. You can store a lot of stuff in six bedrooms. The process of going through all that stuff and deciding what was really important and what was not was a hard one, but it was also incredibly freeing. How much stuff does one person need? How much stuff can one person use?

In addition to being more than I needed, there is a bondage that comes with having stuff. We have to maintain stuff. We have to take care of it and clean it and keep it in good running order. We have to keep the kids away from it so they don't wreck it. We invest time and emotion into things that don't enrich our lives, but instead suck the energy from it. When we get a lot of it, we pay to store it. 
 
“Watch out! Be on your guard against all kinds of greed; a man's life does not consist in the abundance of his possessions.” Luke 12:15

God intends us to have enough to live our lives. Remember when Jesus told his followers not to worry about what they wear, or what they would eat or drink, because their Father was able to provide for them? We don't need to accumulate stuff because we have a Father who loves us and is able to provide. Stuff just gets in the way.

As I was sorting through six bedrooms and twenty-five years of stuff, I realized how I had complicated my life. I had limited my freedom by accumulating an abundance of possessions. It was physically limiting. I couldn't walk through one room because of the stacks of boxes of stuff being stored. I couldn't quickly move because I had all of this stuff that had to be sorted. I couldn't get rid of that because I might need it someday! Never mind that someday might never come. I couldn't get rid of that because it was the kids first _______. Fill in the blank. First art project. Coming home outfit. Favorite blanket. Everything had sentimental value. The thing is that it had no value to the kids. It was old, their children would never wear or use it. It had value to me because it triggered a memory, and it felt like if I got rid of it I would be getting rid of the memory. 
 
“Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.” Matt. 6:19-21
 
The point of getting rid of stuff, of living a simpler life, is to make room for Jesus. When he tells us not to worry, he tells us to instead “seek first the kingdom of God.” When we simplify, we tell God that we trust him to provide. In that future moment, when we might need that stuff, God can provide. He knows our needs. When we no longer have stuff that needs to be maintained, we can spend that time getting to know him and his desires for our lives. When we no longer have to pay to store that stuff, we can pay off debt, which is also a burden, or use that money to further his kingdom. When we no longer have to focus on our stuff, we are free to focus on him. We are free from bondage and anxiety and busy-ness to live in the joy he desires for us.

Moving from a big house to a small apartment wasn't easy at the time, butI can honestly say it has been good. I haven't missed anything I got rid of. Not one thing. I can clean my whole apartment in under an hour, and that is freeing!

Having gotten rid of so much, there are two things I have to be careful about; the first is to avoid the temptation of re-accumulating stuff. I like to shop. My daughters and I call it “retail therapy.” Try living for one month without purchasing anything. Use up the food in your pantry. Dig into the back of your closet for clothes instead of buying new. Put the clothes you have together in new ways to feel like new outfits. Going for a month without shopping helps you realign your focus. You stop reading the ads if you know you aren't going shopping. You learn to appreciate what you have. The second thing to be careful about is that I use some of my extra time to focus on God, on his kingdom. I want to live in the joy he provides. How does he want me to live? How can my life reflect him to others?

Simplicity is freedom. What is keeping you in bondage, restricting your freedom and using your resources?

Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Comfort as Only God Can Give...

 
My friend is hurting. Life hasn't turned out the way she hoped it would, and everything seems dark to her. God seems distant. I wish I was there to hug her, to be the arms of Jesus to her, and to remind her of how precious she is to him. Instead I am far away, feeling helpless.

But I am not helpless. She and I are connected; by faith in Jesus we share the same Spirit. Perhaps that's why I feel her pain tonight.

“Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God.” 2 Cor. 1:3-4

We all suffer. We go through stuff that sometimes we feel we shouldn't have to. Because I have suffered in my life, I can comfort my friend. God has given me a heart of compassion because I know what it is to hurt. What a shame it would be if I wasted my suffering, if I stuffed all the things I've been through down so deep that I had nothing to share with my friend. Talking about my own pain hurts. It brings it back up, and causes those old wounds to throb. The pain never completely goes away, but I am reminded of how far God has brought me, and of the comfort he afforded me through others. He is our Father, the Father of compassion.

So tonight, I'm lifting up my friend before the throne of grace, before the God who loves her more than she can imagine, more than she feels today. I'm praying that God will comfort her, and that he will give her wisdom as she figures out the best way to deal with her situation. I am praying that the Prince of Peace will reign in her anything-but-peaceful heart.

Monday, July 22, 2013

Superheroes!

 THOR     Batman     Ironman   The Hulk
   Wonder Woman   Superman        The Flash

Superheroes. Movies are made about them. Comic books about them are collected and saved and sold for obscene amounts of money. As kids, we all had our favorites. They do the impossible. They have powers we mere mortals don't have. X-ray vision. Super strength. The ability to fly. Capes. And to make them even more amazing, they have the coolest gadgets!

We have other kinds of superheroes that we look up to. Sports figures. Actors. Who doesn't want to play ball like Derek Jeter or look like Angelina Jolie? Who doesn't want to get paid their salaries? They also seem to do the impossible. They jump higher and run faster and appear on movie screens, saving the world. We mere mortals don't see how we can rise to that kind of excellence.

The thing is that each of us is called to excellence. We are all put together in a special way, each with our own gifts and talents and opportunities, unique to us. We are expected to use those gifts and talents and opportunities in excellence.

For we are God's workmanship, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do.” Eph. 2:10

We have been created to do good works. God crafted us to be his hands and feet, to live his heart. Too often we go through our day, watching the news or reading the newspaper, thinking about how tragic situations are and then going back to our ball games and our entertainment without giving it a second thought. If we do think about it, it is to tell ourselves that we can't do anything about it.

What if we didn't? What if, each time we thought about how awful things are, we asked ourselves what part we might play in making things better? What if we thought about how to help children in that abusive home, or how to help restore some social justice, or how to comfort the hurting, and then we went and did it? What difference could we make in the world around us? What if we became the superheroes God created us to be?

Some of you are doing exactly this. One teacher friend of mine rocks babies in an orphanage in Haiti during her summer break. Another friend volunteers to help abused women understand the court system. Often she spends hours just listening to the hurts these women pour out. Some of you have garage sales to benefit those with nothing, and others mow lawns for elderly people who are struggling to keep and stay in their homes. Some of you see the need, and reach beyond your comfort zone to meet that need, all with the heart and love of Jesus.

Those of you who are doing these things are my heroes. You are living into the reality of who God created you to be, and what he created you for. You know the importance of prayer, but also the importance of action.

God knows you. He knows your limitations and your weaknesses and your financial situation. He knows what he created you to do. Shutting your eyes to the needs around you isn't it. Be a superhero. Be who you were created to be.

Friday, July 19, 2013

Sticks and Stones...

 
Sticks and stones may break my bones,
But words can never hurt me...

Words...
A young friend of mine made a comment using a phrase that I objected to. “They're just words. You know, sticks and stones and all that.” The problem is that words CAN hurt us.
Words have power. Words can give information, make us laugh, provide healing. Words can cut, and tear down, and hurt. The words we choose impact those who hear or read them.
 
  “Reckless words pierce like a sword,
but the tongue of the wise brings healing.” Proverbs 12:18

Knowing this, why would anyone want to write a blog?

I'll be honest, I decided to start a blog to fulfill a requirement for a class. It's an alternate form of communication, a reasonably new use of technology. OK, new mostly to me, the technologically challenged. It's also a way to express the ways God is working in my life, to help me remember to look for those moments I so often overlook, and to be grateful. Maybe I can help you do the same. I hope that my words will be wise.
The Bible says a lot about words. It says that where words are many, sin is not absent (Prov. 10:19). It says that the words of the wise are like goads, prodding us (Ecc. 12:11). The Bible is called the word of God, and Jesus is the Word that became flesh, like us.
The amazing thing about words is that we get choose which words we use. In that moment before we speak, that gap between action and reaction, between typing and hitting send, we can pause. We can think about the words we use, and the effect they will have. We get to choose to use words that encourage or words that tear down. Words of life, or words that cut like a sword and bring death.
I hope that my words will be words of life, or that I will not speak. Today, in this moment, that is the choice I make.