When I was struggling with culture shock a few years ago, I hit a point where I wanted that “joy unspeakable” back that the Bible speaks of. Somewhere along my trail I had lost it. (It was probably hiding out from me because I was camping in a cave with Bitterness even back then.)
I came across a Bible study and decided to follow it. It was very basic and it started way back at making a decision for Christ. It walked slowly through what is meant by Justification, Sanctification, etc. and at first my pride reared up it’s head and told me, “You already know all this stuff! You’re a missionary for crying out loud!!” I had to come to a point where I told my pride to take a hike down a different trail than the one I was on. It took a bit of inward humility to just keep plodding through it. I am glad I did because it really helped! The joy came back and I almost felt like I had just gotten saved all over again!! (Just to clarify I believe in the eternal security of the believer.)
Awhile ago I went through a time when I decided to make a choice and step out in faith onto a trail spoken of in Galatians 5:1:
Inwardly it was something I had always believed, but outwardly I had not lived it out. Something told me it was not going to be an easy hike but one of lots of rock walls to scale and places where I would find myself at the bottom of crevices that I would need Christ to show me the hand and footholds to be able to get to the top of them.
But when the first step onto that trail was taken I can remember telling someone that I felt like I was starting all over again. I felt like I was in a place where I knew nothing about living for Christ.
Oddly enough I can also remember my first pastor mentioning in a message one time that often, when a person has gotten off track somewhere in their walk and end up in some major sin, when they are at a place where they are back on track, the sin repented of, it is like they are new Christians again and they need to go back to the milk of the Word. Like they are starting all over back at the beginning. When I first heard that I thought, how can that be?
I know now.
I found another basic Bible study and it is helping to refresh and revive me from the bitterness I have begun battling. (“But you are a pastor’s wife now!” Yep, I am, but I am also just a sinner saved by grace like everyone else. The title doesn’t take away the fact that I am still trapped in this body of flesh that doesn’t want to live in obedience to Christ on it’s own.) Though it takes a one time prayer of repentance, acknowledging the sin, it takes a daily continued spirit of repentance to keep moving forward and farther away down the trail, leaving the sin in the dust behind you. (I am not doing anything but reading the books. I am enjoying going through them at my own pace.)
You see I need a reminder now and then. Like the call to the church at Ephesus in Revelation 2:
It is helping me to get my focus back on Christ and following him and is making all the other stuff, that vie for my attention and distract me, become blurred and fade into the background.
Just like a short depth of field photograph …where the one thing is in focus and everything else is just a blur.
God tells us to cast down imaginations, and every high thing that exalts itself against the knowledge of God and bring every thought in to the obedience of Christ. This is not always an easy task but it is one that is a must if we are going to renew that mind of ours. So that we can bring that mind of ours back into the will of God when it is prone to wander.
Whether is it thoughts of bitterness you have already repented of but they keep raising their ugly ideas, or thoughts of depression and insecurity. We need to be focused on what is fact and real not what we think or assume others think of us. Even if they think bad of us, well, that is between them and God and we are accepted in the beloved no matter what they choose to think.
When those doubt-filled thoughts starts to invade your mind pull out the proverbial shotgun and shoot, cast those thoughts right on down! Of course, don’t yell out, “PULL!!” or those around you might start thinking of sending you off to a nice room with padded walls.
A few good books on the subject while I’m at it: Battlefield of the Mind by Joyce Meyer, Breaking Free by Beth Moore, and I have a feeling Beth’s newest book So Long, Insecurity will probably be added to that list by the time I finish reading it! ( I still have to go buy it!!)
I collect coffee cups. Specifically, I collect coffee cups from Starbucks. Not just any coffee cup from Starbucks but the ones you have to travel to acquire or at least KNOW someone who travels and remembers you when you are not present with them.
Recently, I received another cup for my collection. While I was buried under 3 feet of snow, my parents were cruising. …and thinking of me. It will go well with my decor of nautical cottage stuff, don’t you think?
I started collecting coffee cups because I wanted to collect something from my travels but it had to be something useful not just something to collect dust on a shelf. I do collect other coffee cups that are not from Starbucks, they all have sentimental meaning.
Maybe in another post I will share them with you but for now… this is my blessing unwrapped for the day. It is not the cup, it is the blessing of knowing I am loved unconditionally by my parents and that is how my heavenly Father loves me too, even when I don’t feel very lovable. But God loves me anyway, and the kind of love that God loves with is not an emotion …it is an action verb.
Linking up today for Emily’s Tuesdays Unwrapped over at Chatting at the Sky.