No more excuses

Part of the impetus for spiritual bootcamp was “no more excuses.”

The thing about great gifts like the Bible is that it’s easy to take them for granted.  You get so used to them you feel no urgent need to exploit them.  They become paper weights on your night stand.  You assume they will be there waiting for you when you finally hit a season that magically offers both the time and the inclination to dive deeper than you ever have.

What kind of God are you

What kind of God are you?

That question has been tossed heavenward more times then I can count.  It’s deeply knitted into the heartbeat of my faith; always pulsing, constant and steady, in the weeping and the wonder.

I breathed it out in worship on December 6th last year.  Knowing that you are worthy, and knowing that your worth is beyond comprehension, so in awe of all you had done and all you were doing I sang that question heavenward: what kind of God are you?

Dirty diapers & discipleship

I’m not a mom, so, stop me if I’m wrong, but I’m guessing that maybe sometimes it’s hard to see changing diapers as discipleship.

I work for a church. I run a program that develops women.  I have weekly appointments to counsel women and I teach classes about the gospel.  It’s easy for me to see ‘discipleship’ stamped on my day.

But what is discipleship, really?  It’s meeting someone where they are and helping them conform more fully to the truths of God revealed in Christ.  And if that’s true, there are some crazy things you should know about the human brain that might change how you view diaper changing.

Walking with a limp

I keep trying to walk with a straight leg but I don’t have that anymore.

I have a limp.

It’s more work to walk with a limp. It hurts. It slows me down.

But I can hear the voice of my Elder and friend in my head.   In my very first training on teaching many years ago, he taught us: ‘Never trust a teacher who doesn’t walk with a limp.

You win.

There are days when all my passionate topics and all the hills I’m ready to die on on get totally eclipsed by a glimpse of something bigger.  Days like December 5th.  Days like today.  When all that matters is that my God is on His throne and He is working all things for the good of those who love Him and all the foolish things that seem so important evaporate in the eternal.

Today I don’t care about scheduling or singleness. I don’t care about the fun I’m missing and I don’t care about the emails flooding my inbox. I don’t care about disputes and disagreements and I don’t care about insults or frustrations.