The topic of this blog is unity in Christ. I didn't really understand that would be the topic until just now. The main idea is that we are all on the same team (pardon the metaphor) because of Christ.
My views on two specific things brought about this topic and showed me its truth.
First, I read a friend's post where she talked about what it feels like to not get recognition for something and how it's easy to compare ourselves to others who receive that recognition. I mean, we've all been there, right? We do something really well, but someone else gets commended for doing the same thing....and we think, "What the crap? What about me? I did that too!"
Second, I was basically told I wasn't doing a very good job at something a couple weeks ago, and I didn't have the best attitude about it. I wasn't completely mad and defensive, but I definitely wasn't seeing it through the proper perspective. The topic was outreach, and how I've lost focus on reaching out to people who don't know God yet. After having some time to process all this, I realized that I was being called out on it because I could be doing a better job, not because someone thinks I'm a failure or something.
In both of these, the problem stems from our pride. We want people to think we are good. But the Bible paints a different picture of what our desire should be: our desire should be that God gets the glory and recognition.
So now, the situation goes from envy that someone else gets the glory to joy that the glory is really going to God. The other situation goes from someone thinking I suck to someone showing me how I can better glorify God through my life. The person getting recognition and giving it to God is accomplishing our common goal of glorifying God. The person calling me out is helping the cause of Christ by helping me see my faults and do better.
The main point is that we are on the same side, working for the same things, serving the same Master, unifying us to do the work of God on this earth. We need to not take things so personally, and see that what matters is Christ, and not how good people think we are. We don't have to be good at everything....because God uses weak being like us and receives the glory from it.
24 March 2011
04 March 2011
What joy?
Tonight at Canvas Group, we sang a song with the lyrics, "What joy! What joy for those whose hope in the name of the Lord!" Scanning the faces in the room, I wondered why everyone seemed so somber while we sang about this joy we have.
As for myself, the joy wasn't there either. I thought about all the people who don't have a relationship with God. I thought about the pain in the world, the hate I have for other people, how we are so often so mean to each other, and I said to God, "What joy? What joy am I supposed to have with all this?"
It's not the first time I've prayed a prayer like what I'm about to type. I have prayed it several times throughout the years that I've been trying to follow God.
"God, I don't feel this joy I'm supposed to have right now. There are so many people with no chance at a good life, no real chance for a relationship with you, so many damned to hell forever. All of us Christians talk about this plan you have for all of us, how it all works out for 'the good of those who love Him.' Well, it's worked out well for me, but for most people it's not going to work out. Most people are going to hell, and a lot of those people are good people. People better and more caring than myself. God, you plan sucks! It fucking sucks! It sucks so much that you had to wipe out almost all of humanity in Noah's time. It sucks so much you had to send Jesus to die just to....salvage the stupid system you set up in the first place. Your plan? Maybe you should have spent a little more time planning before you created people like me. All powerful? All powerful, but you still let people suffer for eternity? I don't get it. The Bible says you know about every sparrow, but you still let us make terrible decisions about our eternal future? Why do you let people make the eternally bad decision not to put their trust in you? That's not friendship...that's not love. Do you have not that ability? That power? Is free will that important that you would let so many of us be eternally condemned? Maybe you didn't want 'robots,' but is this the best you could do? God, I don't want you to be real! Wouldn't it be better if nothing happens when we die, rather than have most people in hell? I think I would give up the gift of heaven to abolish the reality of hell."
That was a bit raw, and I hope posting it online doesn't cause any trouble, but that's the truth about how I feel at the moment....how I've felt many times. That's how I felt my freshman year at Mizzou, when I thought I might stop following God altogether.
Have you felt that way before? Then, you're not alone. If I've ever given the impression that I don't have struggles with God and faith, then I apologize for my dishonesty.
That's never the end, though. God has never let me stay there. Like so many of David's psalms, where he starts off by questioning God and having doubts, he finishes with truth about God. So, here is sort of the end to the psalm of Justin:
"God, I don't understand you. I don't know how I know this, but I know it: you are real. You are here with us, you've felt our pain too, and you care. You have redeemed me from the threat of hell, and I don't know why. You've redeemed lots of your children, who have become my family. You care about me, delight in me, and want to be with me. I'm going to keep following you....I know this. I have no doubt about this because I've asked you these questions before and you've pulled me back to you every time. Though I fall, trials have produced perseverance, and I will always come back to you whenever I stray. You are good, and I put my hope and trust in you."
As for myself, the joy wasn't there either. I thought about all the people who don't have a relationship with God. I thought about the pain in the world, the hate I have for other people, how we are so often so mean to each other, and I said to God, "What joy? What joy am I supposed to have with all this?"
It's not the first time I've prayed a prayer like what I'm about to type. I have prayed it several times throughout the years that I've been trying to follow God.
"God, I don't feel this joy I'm supposed to have right now. There are so many people with no chance at a good life, no real chance for a relationship with you, so many damned to hell forever. All of us Christians talk about this plan you have for all of us, how it all works out for 'the good of those who love Him.' Well, it's worked out well for me, but for most people it's not going to work out. Most people are going to hell, and a lot of those people are good people. People better and more caring than myself. God, you plan sucks! It fucking sucks! It sucks so much that you had to wipe out almost all of humanity in Noah's time. It sucks so much you had to send Jesus to die just to....salvage the stupid system you set up in the first place. Your plan? Maybe you should have spent a little more time planning before you created people like me. All powerful? All powerful, but you still let people suffer for eternity? I don't get it. The Bible says you know about every sparrow, but you still let us make terrible decisions about our eternal future? Why do you let people make the eternally bad decision not to put their trust in you? That's not friendship...that's not love. Do you have not that ability? That power? Is free will that important that you would let so many of us be eternally condemned? Maybe you didn't want 'robots,' but is this the best you could do? God, I don't want you to be real! Wouldn't it be better if nothing happens when we die, rather than have most people in hell? I think I would give up the gift of heaven to abolish the reality of hell."
That was a bit raw, and I hope posting it online doesn't cause any trouble, but that's the truth about how I feel at the moment....how I've felt many times. That's how I felt my freshman year at Mizzou, when I thought I might stop following God altogether.
Have you felt that way before? Then, you're not alone. If I've ever given the impression that I don't have struggles with God and faith, then I apologize for my dishonesty.
That's never the end, though. God has never let me stay there. Like so many of David's psalms, where he starts off by questioning God and having doubts, he finishes with truth about God. So, here is sort of the end to the psalm of Justin:
"God, I don't understand you. I don't know how I know this, but I know it: you are real. You are here with us, you've felt our pain too, and you care. You have redeemed me from the threat of hell, and I don't know why. You've redeemed lots of your children, who have become my family. You care about me, delight in me, and want to be with me. I'm going to keep following you....I know this. I have no doubt about this because I've asked you these questions before and you've pulled me back to you every time. Though I fall, trials have produced perseverance, and I will always come back to you whenever I stray. You are good, and I put my hope and trust in you."
13 February 2011
To whom shall we go?
One of the most glorious things I have experienced is seeing someone start following God.
One of the toughest things I have experienced is seeing someone abandon God. For me, this raises questions about the legitimacy of my faith and the realness of a faithful God. It sucks, and it's hard to watch.
Because of this, I've found that my most intimate and real prayers to God are praying for people I know to stay true to God and not fall away. It happened last month at a youth group retreat I helped with at the church I grew up in. I was praying that these kids would seek after God with all they have after they graduate. I prayed that there would be crazy folks knocking on the doors of their dorm rooms in college, like Garrett Naufel and Matt Boone did for me my freshman year. I prayed that they would not forget about God and not reject Him when they left the security and familiarity of high/middle school and their home church. I prayed that God would make them good soil, give them a strong root, and protect them from thorns (see Mark 4:2-20)
I'm tearing up even as I'm writing this stupid blog post. I'm not completely sure why this issue hits me so hard.
This past Saturday at The Rock, I was praying this same prayer for people in our church who have recently started following God. The question that they and all the rest of us followers face is found in John 6, verse 67:
One of the toughest things I have experienced is seeing someone abandon God. For me, this raises questions about the legitimacy of my faith and the realness of a faithful God. It sucks, and it's hard to watch.
Because of this, I've found that my most intimate and real prayers to God are praying for people I know to stay true to God and not fall away. It happened last month at a youth group retreat I helped with at the church I grew up in. I was praying that these kids would seek after God with all they have after they graduate. I prayed that there would be crazy folks knocking on the doors of their dorm rooms in college, like Garrett Naufel and Matt Boone did for me my freshman year. I prayed that they would not forget about God and not reject Him when they left the security and familiarity of high/middle school and their home church. I prayed that God would make them good soil, give them a strong root, and protect them from thorns (see Mark 4:2-20)
I'm tearing up even as I'm writing this stupid blog post. I'm not completely sure why this issue hits me so hard.
This past Saturday at The Rock, I was praying this same prayer for people in our church who have recently started following God. The question that they and all the rest of us followers face is found in John 6, verse 67:
Jesus asked the Twelve,
"You do not want to leave too, do you?"
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Jesus had just given his teaching on how his flesh is real food and his blood is real drink. Jesus' disciples didn't understand it (it is pretty confusing) or couldn't accept it, and so they "turned back and no longer followed him." That's when Jesus asks the question to the Twelve.
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The longer I live and discover how the things we strive for leave us dry, the more I realize that the only source of peace, salvation, redemption, and purpose comes from Jesus. There is nothing else. Nowhere else to turn to. No other answer. This is all there is, and it's all we need.
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So, I have my answer to Jesus' question. It's the same answer Peter gives in John 6, verse 68. I hope it's the same answer you and the people I've been praying for will give.
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"Lord, to whom shall we go? You have the words to eternal life. We believe and know that you are the Holy One of God."
07 February 2011
Dry
I was just thinking about how we're all lonely.
All of us. Some more than others. But, to an extent, we all feel that emptiness, that aloneness, that only goes away when we forget about ourselves. But it always comes back.
When you feel lonely, do you ever sit back and think about how everyone else feels the same way?
I guess that helps a little. It also shows that we are not capable of making each other feel "not lonely." If we were capable of that, we'd all probably be a lot happier.
In my life, I sometimes worship the idol of "relationship." I want to be known, be loved, to be chosen. I want to not feel that emptiness of being alone and separated.
That doesn't work though. Relationship, friendship, marriage, etc. don't close the gap. They feel like they will, but they don't.
The real sadness we feel comes from our disconnect from God. Only God can fully know us and not turn away. The sin and selfishness in our lives is the cause of this divide, and most of our lives are devoted to trying to reconnect in various ways.
I realized something about a week ago that I should have figured out a long time ago. This sounds simple, but I realized that God really wants to be with me. I knew this, at least in the sense that God loves everyone...I'm part of "everyone"...therefore, God loves me. In my conceit, I think I figured that God was only really excited about new people who start following Him. I mean, he already has me. I'm old news.
So, this realization was profound. God wants to be with me, to spend time with me, to show His love to me. These are the same things I secretly wish a romantic relationship would provide.
My loneliness, and yours, can only be defeated through our relationship with the real God. Anything else leaves us dry and thirsty for more.....and it doesn't matter how much sand we put into our mouths, it will never satisfy like water.
All of us. Some more than others. But, to an extent, we all feel that emptiness, that aloneness, that only goes away when we forget about ourselves. But it always comes back.
When you feel lonely, do you ever sit back and think about how everyone else feels the same way?
I guess that helps a little. It also shows that we are not capable of making each other feel "not lonely." If we were capable of that, we'd all probably be a lot happier.
In my life, I sometimes worship the idol of "relationship." I want to be known, be loved, to be chosen. I want to not feel that emptiness of being alone and separated.
That doesn't work though. Relationship, friendship, marriage, etc. don't close the gap. They feel like they will, but they don't.
The real sadness we feel comes from our disconnect from God. Only God can fully know us and not turn away. The sin and selfishness in our lives is the cause of this divide, and most of our lives are devoted to trying to reconnect in various ways.
I realized something about a week ago that I should have figured out a long time ago. This sounds simple, but I realized that God really wants to be with me. I knew this, at least in the sense that God loves everyone...I'm part of "everyone"...therefore, God loves me. In my conceit, I think I figured that God was only really excited about new people who start following Him. I mean, he already has me. I'm old news.
So, this realization was profound. God wants to be with me, to spend time with me, to show His love to me. These are the same things I secretly wish a romantic relationship would provide.
My loneliness, and yours, can only be defeated through our relationship with the real God. Anything else leaves us dry and thirsty for more.....and it doesn't matter how much sand we put into our mouths, it will never satisfy like water.
23 December 2010
Cities, part 2: Las Vegas
Over this past semester, I have visited three different cities that I had never been to before.
The first was Washington D.C. I blogged about this experience in an older post.
The second was Las Vegas. I went there for a basketball tournament and didn't have to pay anything...the team in Las Vegas covered the plane tickets and hotel.
Las Vegas was interesting. I described it in a text to a friend like this:
The first was Washington D.C. I blogged about this experience in an older post.
The second was Las Vegas. I went there for a basketball tournament and didn't have to pay anything...the team in Las Vegas covered the plane tickets and hotel.
Las Vegas was interesting. I described it in a text to a friend like this:
"There is sex everywhere....it's a bit ridiculous."
No joke. First, when we exited the plane into the airport, there were tons of billboards with girls (and guys) wearing very little clothes. Then, we were driven to our hotel, which happened to be nextdoor to a strip club (don't worry, we didn't go to it....though it did feel a little weird to have to walk past it anytime we left the hotel). Walking around Vegas, there were those boxes that you drop money in and pull out a newspaper....except here there were pornographic magazines instead of newspapers. Everywhere you turn: sex. Not even an exaggeration.
Strangely, my faith in God felt more real and legitimate in Vegas.
I was surrounded by a city whose economy is based on satisfying immediate desires with counterfeit means of fulfillment. Come to Vegas, see lots of naked girls (or guys), have sex, win (probably lose)lots of money! That's the selling point. Really? Is that why millions of people visit this city every year? Is that really what all these people are searching for?
Yeah...sort of.
But it's all just fake. Sex will leave a person wanting more. Money (more than we need, anyway) will only leave us more bored, lonely, and depressed. What I have in Christ is so much better (I'm completely convinced about this) than what sex and money have to offer.
We were in Vegas for less than 48 hours (and we played 5 basketball games), so we had basically no time to spend in the city. But the thing I most wanted to do there is find some Christians who live there and just talk with them about what it's like to live in Vegas. I wondered what the church is doing in that city. With all the hurting, broken, desperate people there (either addicted to sex or having gambled away all their money), what a great opportunity for the church to rise up and offer something so much better! I assume there are good churches even in Las Vegas.....if not, one of us needs to go start one. It could be beautiful. Think about it.
The third was Memphis. (which I will save for another post)
07 December 2010
Hold on, baby, hold on. This place is not our home.
The last month or so, I've been really distant from God. Prayer, reading the Word, worship through music, all have been difficult to do.
I feel apathetic. I feel like all the work I've tried to do to further God's kingdom has been fruitless and in vain (I know this isn't true, but knowing the truth about something doesn't always cancel out the feeling).
I started out the semester excited about outreach in the dorms, building into people, discipleship, etc. It seems like all the people I've met with and tried to build into have disappeared or, if anything, become less interested in God.
The toughest thing of all is back home. Two of my best friends, one being a huge part of my testimony and the other being someone I used to look up to spiritually, don't believe in God at all anymore. They stopped following God over a year ago, so this isn't something that just happened, but it's been getting to me lately. I've prayed for these guys quite a bit, definitely more than I've prayed about most other things. I know God has the power to bring them back...
...but He hasn't. I don't know why. I don't know what He's waiting for. I don't get it. And I'm pretty angry with God about it. Probably not a good place to be, but it's the truth about where I'm at with it.
So, that's the barrier. The wall. The chasm between God and I right now.
My defense mechanism for barriers between God and I has always been to sort of ignore it and retreat to this apathetic state of mind.
I think I've probably tried to stay occupied and find hope in some other circumstantial things. Future plans, having fun, school stuff, etc. But after a potential romantic relationship that didn't work out, winter break looming in the near future (and its lack of things to keep me occupied for a month), and other things that always fail to bring true peace and joy, I'm suddenly out of places to turn. I'm mad at God, tired of myself, and disappointed with the world.
I listened to a band called Thrice some today. They have a song called "In Exile," which is here for you to listen to:
I feel apathetic. I feel like all the work I've tried to do to further God's kingdom has been fruitless and in vain (I know this isn't true, but knowing the truth about something doesn't always cancel out the feeling).
I started out the semester excited about outreach in the dorms, building into people, discipleship, etc. It seems like all the people I've met with and tried to build into have disappeared or, if anything, become less interested in God.
The toughest thing of all is back home. Two of my best friends, one being a huge part of my testimony and the other being someone I used to look up to spiritually, don't believe in God at all anymore. They stopped following God over a year ago, so this isn't something that just happened, but it's been getting to me lately. I've prayed for these guys quite a bit, definitely more than I've prayed about most other things. I know God has the power to bring them back...
...but He hasn't. I don't know why. I don't know what He's waiting for. I don't get it. And I'm pretty angry with God about it. Probably not a good place to be, but it's the truth about where I'm at with it.
So, that's the barrier. The wall. The chasm between God and I right now.
My defense mechanism for barriers between God and I has always been to sort of ignore it and retreat to this apathetic state of mind.
I think I've probably tried to stay occupied and find hope in some other circumstantial things. Future plans, having fun, school stuff, etc. But after a potential romantic relationship that didn't work out, winter break looming in the near future (and its lack of things to keep me occupied for a month), and other things that always fail to bring true peace and joy, I'm suddenly out of places to turn. I'm mad at God, tired of myself, and disappointed with the world.
I listened to a band called Thrice some today. They have a song called "In Exile," which is here for you to listen to:
04 November 2010
Fear and Sanity and God
This past weekend, I went with my friends Andy and Aaron to Washington DC for John Stewart and Stephen Colbert's Rally to Restore Sanity and/or Fear.
It was a pretty sweet time. The rally was a ton of fun. Crazy costumes, hilarious show with a really good message (don't believe anything you may have heard on the news about the rally).
The main theme of the rally, in my opinion, has two parts. First, the fear/sanity part. Stephen Colbert played the antagonist, talking about how there are all these things to be afraid of, showing clips of people in the media freaking out about all kinds of ridiculous things, including something about flip-flops and spiders. John Stewart played the protagonist, arguing that the media blows things way out of proportion, and, even though there are things to fear, that the American people can overcome the problems we have. The other theme was how people in America work together "every damn day" despite our racial/ethnic/socioeconomic/political/etc. differences, and that the only place where people don't work together is the media and in government. It was pretty legit. (And contrary to what Fox News says, the crowd of 200,000 people was pretty tame and accepting of everyone).
I thought it was great. We all do work together every day. It felt in some ways unifying to hear it. We can disagree on many things, but still be on the same team. Liberal, conservative, black, white, purple, other, Christian, Muslim, Jew, atheist, man, woman, straight, gay, unsure, tall, short, whatever...we are all people and we all matter.
This all being said, I did feel a bit out-of-place at times. I was out of the Bible Belt. Most people were not Christians. And though I probably agree with most of these liberal folks on many things and admire them for their activism and (whether altruistic or not) concern for things like the environment, poverty, etc., my beliefs about God are very different.
And all weekend, God felt fake. I felt like my beliefs were ridiculous and silly.
It's interesting how God feels real when I'm around lots of Christians, and fake when I'm around lots of people who don't believe in Jesus.
I know God is real. I was weak this past weekend, but I'm not questioning the truth of God. I am, however, questioning my faith, in a good way. I wish I was more exposed to the world outside of Christianity. I wish I had more experience with the "trial" of following something against the majority, which would build up perseverance in me for when I feel ridiculous for believing in Christ.
It's important to have a community of believers. But it's also important to be strong in your faith when that community is momentarily absent.
Praying for more experience in this particular trial, in order to build up my faith.
It was a pretty sweet time. The rally was a ton of fun. Crazy costumes, hilarious show with a really good message (don't believe anything you may have heard on the news about the rally).
The main theme of the rally, in my opinion, has two parts. First, the fear/sanity part. Stephen Colbert played the antagonist, talking about how there are all these things to be afraid of, showing clips of people in the media freaking out about all kinds of ridiculous things, including something about flip-flops and spiders. John Stewart played the protagonist, arguing that the media blows things way out of proportion, and, even though there are things to fear, that the American people can overcome the problems we have. The other theme was how people in America work together "every damn day" despite our racial/ethnic/socioeconomic/political/etc. differences, and that the only place where people don't work together is the media and in government. It was pretty legit. (And contrary to what Fox News says, the crowd of 200,000 people was pretty tame and accepting of everyone).
I thought it was great. We all do work together every day. It felt in some ways unifying to hear it. We can disagree on many things, but still be on the same team. Liberal, conservative, black, white, purple, other, Christian, Muslim, Jew, atheist, man, woman, straight, gay, unsure, tall, short, whatever...we are all people and we all matter.
This all being said, I did feel a bit out-of-place at times. I was out of the Bible Belt. Most people were not Christians. And though I probably agree with most of these liberal folks on many things and admire them for their activism and (whether altruistic or not) concern for things like the environment, poverty, etc., my beliefs about God are very different.
And all weekend, God felt fake. I felt like my beliefs were ridiculous and silly.
It's interesting how God feels real when I'm around lots of Christians, and fake when I'm around lots of people who don't believe in Jesus.
I know God is real. I was weak this past weekend, but I'm not questioning the truth of God. I am, however, questioning my faith, in a good way. I wish I was more exposed to the world outside of Christianity. I wish I had more experience with the "trial" of following something against the majority, which would build up perseverance in me for when I feel ridiculous for believing in Christ.
It's important to have a community of believers. But it's also important to be strong in your faith when that community is momentarily absent.
Praying for more experience in this particular trial, in order to build up my faith.
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