Thursday, April 26, 2012

New life is coming!

I got some good feedback for what to write on next... and the common thread was wanting to hear about how God and His kingdom are at work in my life.  So I'm writing this quickly... just wanting to get something out here before I get too busy to blog again...

At our Tenebrae service on Good Friday, I prayed an old prayer.  One that I've prayed thousands of times in the last several years.  I prayed out of habit... "Lord, I thirst for freedom from these messages of shame and condemnation that play over and over in my mind."  At the end of the service, after all the candles had been extinguished, we were left with the question, "what is to become of the light of the world?"  And we left the sanctuary, saying, "we wait, we hope, we wait."

After the service, I sat on my front porch.  After a few moments of reflecting, I thought about that prayer I had prayed... and how I've been praying it for so long.  And then I noticed the moon was full.  In that full moon, I saw hope.  The light of the world had not left us in darkness.  He had left a light on... The sun to shine by day and the moon to shine by night.  As I stood to look up at the moon, the leaves on the tree in the front yard hung perfectly in front of the moon, creating the likeness of a gentle face.  My breath hung in my throat... and I recognized that God was breaking into my world and re-setting my reality to His.

I realized that the shame and condemnation are rarely there anymore.  I no longer hear the harsh voices of my parents around every corner.  I no longer make up all the possible things someone could mean by the words that they say.  I no longer dismiss my voice before it even comes out of my mouth.  Because Immanuel has been meeting with me in prayer.  He has been re-imagining my imagination.  He has been reshaping my memories.  He has been transforming my understanding of who I am and who He is.  He has been showing me how tender He is... how careful... how gentle... how merciful... how full of grace.  He has been triumphing over the horse and rider and He has been planting me on His holy mountain.  He has been making His presence real to me.  He has proven Himself to be Immanuel... God with me.

But I have always been a 'half-empty' kind of girl... and it's difficult for me to take my eyes away from what He hasn't yet done for long enough to truly celebrate what He HAS done.  As long as we choose to dwell on what has not yet been accomplished, it’s hard to keep hope… difficult to keep from slipping into despair.  When we dwell on what’s still wrong, the enemy pursues…

But Immanuel has been reminding me to celebrate.  Choosing to gather stones of remembrance.  To speak aloud what He has done and is doing.  And as I choose to celebrate, I find myself beginning to see the fullness more than the emptiness.

The fruit is blossoming... it's beginning to emerge in whites and pinks, paper thin petals preceding any seeds or flesh.  In the blossoms, there is hope for continued healing.  (and a few months ago, I would have deleted this whole paragraph along with this picture for fear of it being too 'feminine' and therefore easily dismissed.)

Like a gathering spring storm, He is condensing my identity into clouds... collecting sparks of courage inside the gray... and pooling the baptismal waters into thick heavy drops... new life is coming...

It's already sprinkling.

Where do you feel it in your life?


Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Breaking the Silence

It's been over a month since my last post... and I've been trying to figure out what to do to break the silence.  This happens to me on facebook and google + as well.  As long as I'm updating regularly, I don't get paranoid about what I write... but when there's been a span of silence, I actually have thoughts like... "is this worth breaking the silence?"  Ridiculous... I know.

But it's happened here, on my blog.  I was going steadily for quite some time... and now, silence for almost 2 months.  I need help breaking the silence.  I've had some ideas... but don't know which one to settle into.  So... what do you, as readers want to see here?  (If there ARE any readers).

- more about Immanuel prayer and my experiences of the Lord's healing?
- more about being a woman in leadership?
- more about how God speaks to me in sermon prep?
- more about homeschooling / being a Mom?
- something entirely different - any thoughts? questions?

I'd appreciate your help in knowing what would be of interest to those who visit here...


Thursday, March 8, 2012

Immanuel - not just a concept

Over the last few years, as my community has called me into more leadership and entrusted me with more responsibility, I have begun to see that I am often hindered by a deep mistrust of myself.  It has caused me to doubt the work of God in me because I’m so afraid I’m going to get in the way, mess it up… or, I have ended up feeling like I have to try to live up to the expectations that other people have for me.  I have thought to myself, “If they only knew how incompetent I am, they would run me off.”
I have struggled to embrace the gifting of God in me.

I have known that, in order for the Holy Spirit’s ministry to be released in me, I would need to start unpacking where this deep insecurity was coming from…

I had some suspicions:  early loss of my father, upheaval as a kid, a second father who often yelled at me… strong Calvinist up-bringing…
I began exploring co-dependency and what I found was hugely discouraging.  But when I started seeing these habits in almost everyone I knew, I also started to wonder if the whole world was co-dependent.  It felt so thick, so deep, so impossibly dark.

A friend in our community had been telling me about Immanuelhealing prayer.  Finally, I asked her to pray with me… I was skeptical about whether or not He would show up.  My Calvinist upbringing taught me to believe in and talk about the Heavenly Father… to believe and understand that God works in and through His people as a collective… but there was never any expectation that He would encounter individuals… and very little talk of Jesus, beyond His work at Calvary.
But God surprised me… I was shocked at how personal His interaction was. 

And even though I had a sense of Him as Father in that experience, I suddenly wondered if I might be able to meet Jesus… the Jesus that other people talked about knowing.

And so I began to pursue learning more about the Immanuel approach.  I read OutsmartingYourself, by Dr. Karl Lehman.  Then I went and received some training from Alive and Well and had the opportunity to pray with others in a practice group setting.  Some women in my community asked me to pray with them.  The Lord showed up and did dramatic work in their prayers.  And I began to find Jesus… playful, tender, strong, and powerful.  Immanuel is becoming real to me… not just a concept.  He is really with me… with us all. 

It’s in this Immanuel approach to living that I am finding that Jesus really means it when He promises that when two or three are gathered in His Name, He is there. 

It’s in this Immanuel approach that I’m discovering that kids have the right idea when they always answer every question in a church setting with “Jesus?”  Jesus really is the answer.  Encountering our risen Lord and learning to fellowship with Him, learning to hear from Him and receive from Him really is the answer to all of our brokenness.


In her book, Immanuel: A Practicum (if you follow the link, click on the book title in the left sidebar), Patricia Velotta writes: "When we are overwhelmed, both in our current lives and in unresolved places from our past, Jesus takes us to the source of our trouble and opens our eyes to see that he has always been with us and is with us now.  He always overcomes the world by bringing us into truth and drawing us to himself.  He always is the unexpected solution."

It’s in the understanding and presence of Jesus that I am finding the deepest healing.  If Immanuel really is with us, then He understands what actually happens in all of my life… and in His knowing, He changes my perceptions of my past – which increases peace in my present and compels me to hope for the future.

During one prayer time, I was wrestling with this deep mistrust of myself.  I asked the Lord what He wanted me to know about this and He brought forward a memory of when I was a little girl.  I had done something in a moment of desperation and I had been severely scolded for my poor choice.  “How could you be so stupid?  What were you thinking?”  Disgust hung thick in the air…
But when I went there with Jesus, He said something different to me.  In the middle of that shame and humiliation, He was glad to be with me.  And He told me how clever my solution had been.  He was impressed by my quick thinking.  He understood what I had been trying to do.  I didn’t ‘see’ Him in this memory, but I knew He was with me… and I had the sense that if I could see Him, He would be chuckling… delighted with me.

And as I experienced His delight, I was overcome with compassion for the people who were doing the yelling.  I was surprised as I found the words, “Lord, forgive them… they have no idea.”  I have resented the people from this memory… I have been angry about how insensitively this story has been shared throughout my lifetime… but, suddenly, I was able to forgive them… because Immanuel had given me His perspective.

If there hadn’t been a witness, I don’t think I would be able to believe it happened.  But that’s the beauty of the Immanuel approach… talking with Immanuel in the presence of a witness… a brother or sister in Christ who can stand with me and say, “yes, that really happened.  I was there.” 

The trickle-down effect of this prayer experience continues to fill me with wonder.  And there have been others that have been equally surprising and powerful.  I stand amazed at the attentiveness, the creativity, the tenderness, the strength, and the victory of Immanuel.

Jesus is willing to heal us… to gives us more of Himself.  He is ready and able to overcome the pain of our past.  He has gone to such great lengths to be with us.  So the only question we need to ask ourselves is… are we willing to meet Him?

What might happen if more of us (even all of us) became securely attached to Jesus?  What might the Church look like if we were able to practice His presence and receive His tenderness and mercy… deepen our connection / companionship with Christ?  How might all of our human relationships be transformed if they were built on this unshakable foundation?  What if we could be truly present with others because of Jesus’ presence with us?  Christ in us, the hope of glory.  How would his mission go forth if we truly knew his presence with us?