I am currently reading the book “Leadership Essentials” by Greg Ogden and Daniel Meyer and am really excited about it! I’m not generally a “book study” type person so it’s especially rewarding – perhaps this represents a small submission of my pride :o) to be taught and guided...
In the outflow of my captivation I am writing but it pains me to know that this is not something easily shared in the written word - it is something to be experienced. Rapture in God's presence...
The section I am on is exploring the Character of a leader, specifically Holiness. WHAT a revamp on my gut level understanding of holiness! Reading about the character of Christ and really delving into the concept of Holiness makes me want to know Him so much more! As holiness is, he is utterly irresistible and magnetic. I can’t even articulate the depth of my conviction on this point right now and I know I’m still floating on the surface. It’s like catching the indirect smile of someone you’ve never met but suddenly being reminded of how full a smile can be….sensing depths behind it and being drawn in to know more. I guess I’m realizing anew that those moments of magnetism, charisma, impact, and presence that we’re drawn to in people is nothing but a fleeting reflection of Christ’s character of holiness.
Jesus’ leadership was powerful because, “His influence was the effluence of his essence. His impact was the overflow of his identity. His conduct was the outpouring of his character.” (p22) In all of history is there any single person that has made such a powerful and enduring impact as Jesus? I cannot think of any. His character of holiness is compelling.
There is nothing about true holiness that is containable - it is: integrity of thought and action, the cultivation of the fruit of our spirituality, intentional focus of one’s existence as being dedicated (consecrated) to God, and the humble expression of transcendent power of influence.
C.S. Lewis said, “How little people know who think that holiness is dull. When one meets the real thing…it is irresistible.” (22) The impact of true and unpretentious purity (wholeness – integrity, authenticity, morality), the manifestation of glory (life and light of God – fruits of the spirit), to be consecrated to God’s presence and service, to remember the staggeringly awesome presence and power of the one we serve – this is to be Holy. Jesus’ quality of character was so attractive that people have followed him for centuries – holiness is perhaps the most preeminent of his character qualities.
“Holiness is the compelling beauty and fullness of God’s own nature for which we were made.” (23)
...May my essence reflect his spirit, may my identity be wholly founded in him, and may my character be modeled after his example….
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Saturday, January 23, 2010
dreaming...
i dreamt of Home. Stability. Love. and Comfort.
It can be such an uncomfortable thing to have your wishes and desires revealed to you in sleep, through the perfection of a dream. When it’s wonderful and perfect yet realistic, plausible with a stretch…and then you wake up to reality, unhappy and searching for the peace and joy of the dream. It’s not fair that when you’re weakest and vulnerable that is when you have to try to resist indulging in even the thought of that which you want. This small feeling now, makes me scared for the future. “…Lord keep me from myself, guard my heart, and may I always turn to you to fill my needs and my inner void of unhappiness.”
It can be such an uncomfortable thing to have your wishes and desires revealed to you in sleep, through the perfection of a dream. When it’s wonderful and perfect yet realistic, plausible with a stretch…and then you wake up to reality, unhappy and searching for the peace and joy of the dream. It’s not fair that when you’re weakest and vulnerable that is when you have to try to resist indulging in even the thought of that which you want. This small feeling now, makes me scared for the future. “…Lord keep me from myself, guard my heart, and may I always turn to you to fill my needs and my inner void of unhappiness.”
Saturday, January 9, 2010
live with expectancy...
For: every girl ever wise enough to see Potential - that most blessed and cursed of gifts.
why do i hear the same story repeated over and over by women i respect and admire? solid women operating in confidence and seeking honest relationships guided by their foremost desire for Christ.
Tonight I sat in conversation with a friend whom I hadn't talked to in a while and she ended up telling me of some recent events in her life pertaining to a boy. Before she had hardly begun i felt an ache in my heart and like a unstoppable dream knew exactly where this story would lead for I have not only heard it often but I have told it myself over my own forbidden tears. It was something in her first words…I longed to stop her, to give her a hug and weep with her for the painful and self-doubting questions, for the justifications, explanations, resolutions, for the hope sought lost and painfully sought again.
she has not yet walked that path...and I cannot stop her.
…I wanted to warn her away from the start of hope and the light of potential and possibility but from the same heart and stronger I urged her to hope and to live in expectancy, ready to engage in joy and enthusiasm no matter the decaying breath of reason.
Maybe this was selfish, maybe it was the projection of who i wish I could have been or the health with which I long to have acted out of - perhaps it is just a call to the hope that I so desire to be supported and strengthened within me. Regardless of my brokenness there is truth and that truth says, "at the risk of greater pain, in the quest for greater love - live with expectancy, drink-in hope and promises...breathe truth."
Oh sisters, let us hold out in hope for the promises of life and love in Christ...let us be open to not knowing, to not planning, to not living with soul killing expectation. Rather let us live with life infusing engagement in expectancy....You are loved. You are delightful. You are enough. Expect to be discovered and loved as you live from these truths.
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
silence and space and vacillation...
This post is actually a journal entry of sorts from this summer that I rediscovered recently...elements of it still ring true, though I am in a different season of life now. I read it to some friends yesterday and one in particular encouraged me to post it "you never know when something you have to say may bless someone else" she said - a thought that has stuck with me. Another question she posed, "what is the purpose of your blog??", has also held on mainly because I don't really know. No self-limits or restrictions will I set. Read or don't but know that when you do you are reading a real piece of me...at least in to moment i wrote it :o)
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june'09
Silence is an interesting topic of which I’ve been increasingly aware. What’s interesting is the distinction between Silence – beautiful, profound, restful, meditative; and Silence – as the absence of engagement in conversation but still full of noise. The latter can also be transposed as the reverse of this description in that there can be complete outer silence and replete inner chattering. I find myself mostly lost in this second version of the latter form of silence and pining away for the serenity and calm of the first form.
Vacillating between having a firm grasp on my life and plowing through and a sickening feeling of no traction. When my perspective is sickeningly and miserably microscopic and I find that being confronted with macroscopic ideas/questions I am too ungrounded to really give them a look. My peripheral senses are oh so aware of how these unanswered questions churn around me, obscuring clarity…and yet I float, too afraid to touch down.
“People often cry out for the work of the Holy Spirit and yet forget that when the Holy Spirit works, there is always tremendous cost to the people of God, weariness and tears and battles.” - No Little People (a collection of sermons by Francis Schaeffer)…(when I press in the most is when the enemy works the hardest to knock my feet out from under me)
Perhaps this is also why it is harder to fight against the little things that come up – everything is pushed up closer to the surface – every fear, every insecurity, and darkness swirls up dirt so that everything is clouded and harder to perceive. For a “truth-proclaimer” I often feel more than allowably unsure. Maybe that is the blessing and curse of seeing clearly in the lives and matters of others – not being able to perceive my matters and my life in clarity.
It is good to be reminded that all this “chaos” is likely a result of a macroscopic spiritual dynamic I am unaware of rather than because of all the things I am failing at and/or not doing (self-condemnation only feeds the problem). A reminder that in dark times i am only alone inasmuch as I forget that others have come to such a place before me and will after me...even more importantly others are fighting the same battle now just in a different space.
As I write all this I’m acutely aware that the solution to this is to be grounded in the Lord. As cliché as that may sound I have existed in such a state before and thus know it is not only possible but beyond beneficial and so don’t really care how cliché or simplistic I sound in that statement.
However, the question remains - how does a free-floating/disengaged mind tap into anything long enough to become grounded? Grounding, in my experience, takes time, energy and a keen single-minded, desire-fueled motivation to submit the flesh to the spirit, my will to His. Patience and silence are key since they produce energy and thought space. This last statement leads me to an acute awareness of my own burning lack of “thought-space” which explains my noisy silences. How do we empty our thoughts?? Immediately upon asking that question several answers come to mind, one of which stands out - carving out time for concentrated meditation. Hmm, appealing in theory and probably oh-so-beneficial but this brings us back to the problem of a lack of energy driven will-power. Remember I’m the one free-floating, and it’s taking all my energy just to do that and touch down long enough to result in necessary physical actions.
I keep thinking that once I’m out of school things will change – suddenly a well-spring of space will flood into my brain and I’ll be able to engage with life and it’s questions and act upon the desire to re-ground myself. However, if past example carries any weight this seems more than unlikely.
The elements that are most deeply energizing to me are: spiritual revelations, feeling and living healthy, coming to peace with big questions, understanding myself and what I want in life and what I have to offer, being engaged with God’s call, making decisions, proactivity, etc. Unfortunately, all these and more require the space, peace, silence, energy, and groundedness discussed above, thus my impasse.
I don’t really know what I’ve just been writing – I’m merely writing because I’ve been telling myself for a while that I should be writing everyday…maybe it will help me process … Maybe I just feel that I have to stop needing and expecting others to sort out the mess in my thoughts and it’s high time I become proactive about doing just that and once I can get past some of the superficial tangle (above) then I can really start to formulate the questions, concerns, and frustrations behind the big issue questions that haunt me.
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june'09
Silence is an interesting topic of which I’ve been increasingly aware. What’s interesting is the distinction between Silence – beautiful, profound, restful, meditative; and Silence – as the absence of engagement in conversation but still full of noise. The latter can also be transposed as the reverse of this description in that there can be complete outer silence and replete inner chattering. I find myself mostly lost in this second version of the latter form of silence and pining away for the serenity and calm of the first form.
Vacillating between having a firm grasp on my life and plowing through and a sickening feeling of no traction. When my perspective is sickeningly and miserably microscopic and I find that being confronted with macroscopic ideas/questions I am too ungrounded to really give them a look. My peripheral senses are oh so aware of how these unanswered questions churn around me, obscuring clarity…and yet I float, too afraid to touch down.
“People often cry out for the work of the Holy Spirit and yet forget that when the Holy Spirit works, there is always tremendous cost to the people of God, weariness and tears and battles.” - No Little People (a collection of sermons by Francis Schaeffer)…(when I press in the most is when the enemy works the hardest to knock my feet out from under me)
Perhaps this is also why it is harder to fight against the little things that come up – everything is pushed up closer to the surface – every fear, every insecurity, and darkness swirls up dirt so that everything is clouded and harder to perceive. For a “truth-proclaimer” I often feel more than allowably unsure. Maybe that is the blessing and curse of seeing clearly in the lives and matters of others – not being able to perceive my matters and my life in clarity.
It is good to be reminded that all this “chaos” is likely a result of a macroscopic spiritual dynamic I am unaware of rather than because of all the things I am failing at and/or not doing (self-condemnation only feeds the problem). A reminder that in dark times i am only alone inasmuch as I forget that others have come to such a place before me and will after me...even more importantly others are fighting the same battle now just in a different space.
As I write all this I’m acutely aware that the solution to this is to be grounded in the Lord. As cliché as that may sound I have existed in such a state before and thus know it is not only possible but beyond beneficial and so don’t really care how cliché or simplistic I sound in that statement.
However, the question remains - how does a free-floating/disengaged mind tap into anything long enough to become grounded? Grounding, in my experience, takes time, energy and a keen single-minded, desire-fueled motivation to submit the flesh to the spirit, my will to His. Patience and silence are key since they produce energy and thought space. This last statement leads me to an acute awareness of my own burning lack of “thought-space” which explains my noisy silences. How do we empty our thoughts?? Immediately upon asking that question several answers come to mind, one of which stands out - carving out time for concentrated meditation. Hmm, appealing in theory and probably oh-so-beneficial but this brings us back to the problem of a lack of energy driven will-power. Remember I’m the one free-floating, and it’s taking all my energy just to do that and touch down long enough to result in necessary physical actions.
I keep thinking that once I’m out of school things will change – suddenly a well-spring of space will flood into my brain and I’ll be able to engage with life and it’s questions and act upon the desire to re-ground myself. However, if past example carries any weight this seems more than unlikely.
The elements that are most deeply energizing to me are: spiritual revelations, feeling and living healthy, coming to peace with big questions, understanding myself and what I want in life and what I have to offer, being engaged with God’s call, making decisions, proactivity, etc. Unfortunately, all these and more require the space, peace, silence, energy, and groundedness discussed above, thus my impasse.
I don’t really know what I’ve just been writing – I’m merely writing because I’ve been telling myself for a while that I should be writing everyday…maybe it will help me process … Maybe I just feel that I have to stop needing and expecting others to sort out the mess in my thoughts and it’s high time I become proactive about doing just that and once I can get past some of the superficial tangle (above) then I can really start to formulate the questions, concerns, and frustrations behind the big issue questions that haunt me.
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
life is a series of beginnings and re-beginnings
"Táin Mosaic Mural" - in Dublin
a dear friend has been encouraging me to blog once again so here i am turning the mosaic toward the simple life....(or in my case - not so simple :o)
I actually wrote the post below a couple of years ago but i thought it was appropriate to return to this concept as I start a new strain of thoughts to share.....
life is a mosaic in which God uses our brokenness and the brokenness of those who intersect with our lives to create a stunning image of truth, beauty, love and victory.....who would have thought that such an image could be made with the pieces of our lives we shun? - our pain, hurt, baggage, confusion, fears, etc...but rather than push these jagged pieces aside and simply work with our "best" pieces, those which we often freely offer, He picks through all these to find the others. He refines them and redeems them and uses them to make our life truly glorifying mural that proclaims his goodness, His faithfulness...it’s so much easier to offer him our "cleaned up" self, talents, gifts, strengths, etc. that we’ve wrapped into neat little society accepted packages but these do not scream of his majesty nearly as much as a chipped and broken piece that he shines his light through allowing it to reflect off all the “imperfections” thus shining and permeating not only throughout our lives but through and onto the lives of others…this is how we impact the world….
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