Author Archives: Beautifully Broken Me

Fear

Recently, I have been wrestling with fear.  Fear, I’ve experienced, can be paralyzing.  Fear wants to dictate how I live my life—what I can and cannot do, where I can and cannot go, and who I can and cannot become.  Fear points to my insecurities, shortcomings, and lack of faith, which often causes me to feel even more afraid.

In his sermon, “Village Identity – Part 9: A Shadow of Significant Realities,” Matt Chandler addresses the reality and danger of fear.  He explains that fear, itself, is not a sin.  It is a sin, however, to live in and be ruled by that fear.  He says,

Fear in the life of a believer should be hunted down and killed without mercy.  At any point you see, smell or sense fear welling up in you to where you’re basing decisions off it, to where you’re allowing it to seep into your relationships, you need to attack the root of it, which is a failure to trust God.

This has been truly convicting for me.  After all, if I were to truly trust God’s sovereignty, goodness, and love for me, how could I possibly be afraid?

The fact that I am afraid exposes my heart.  I do not truly trust God’s sovereignty, goodness, and love for me.  My initial reaction to this realization is shame.  My pride is hurt when I remember how incapable I am of mustering even a fraction of faith.

If I am so incapable, how can I ever hunt down and kill this fear?  The truth is, I can’t.  Not alone, anyway.  But God can.  I’m learning to pray for faith.  I’m remembering that God is the giver of that faith.  In my darkest, scariest moments, my Father who loves me is teaching me to find my strength in Him—the only One who is strong enough to conquer my fear.

“Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me…”
- Psalm 23:4

A Grace That Untwists

A couple of months ago, I was going through some hard things. So when my friend Riley texted me out of the blue and asked how I was doing, I was honest with her: emotionally, spiritually, and physically, I felt like a total wreck.  I described my heart just feeling so helplessly twisted.

I was startled by her response. “I’m so sad, but happy to hear that,” she said.  “I can’t wait to hear about and see the ways God shows you His unfathomable grace in new ways through and by Him untwisting your heart.”

I’m so grateful for the way God spoke through her in that moment.  Her simple, Spirit-filled words set the tone for the weeks that followed in which God would begin to heal, grow, and transform me.

She reminded me that I cannot, on my own, “untwist” my heart.  I need Him to untwist it for me.   The more I find myself feeling vulnerable and utterly helpless, the more I am able to understand my desperate need for my Father’s love, protection, and grace.

In realizing this desperate need, I am able to pray for rescuing, rather than pridefully depend on my own fragile strength.  Then, when I am rescued, I am set free to worship and celebrate my Rescuer.  My Hero.  My Savior.

What a beautiful thing it is to know our God has the power to untwist and romance even the most mangled heart with His “unfathomable grace.”

Counting Everything as Loss

Yesterday, I was memorizing Philippians 1.  I kept reading and re-reading verse 21-23:

“For to me, to live is Christ and to die is gain. If I am to live in the flesh that means fruitful labor for me.  Yet which I shall choose I cannot tell.  I am hard pressed between the two.  My desire is to depart and be with Christ, for that is far better.”

This made me wonder whether I truly hold Christ above all else in my heart. Am I so in love with Him that I would gladly leave all I know and love in this life to be with Him?  Am I actually eager to look upon His face?

How could I ever really know?  Sure, it’s one thing to say this from the safety of health and the appearance of security.  It’s a completely different thing to say this in the moment you feel your life slipping from you.  Who will I be then?  Panicked?  Afraid?  Excited?  Will I be ready for death new life?

I want to train now for that moment–fully surrendering to Him anything and everything that I know and love, “count[ing] everything as loss because of the surpassing worth of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord” (Phil. 3:8), and eagerly anticipating the day He calls me home.

“I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus.”
- Philippians 3:14

Michael’s Mess

One of my favorite things about home is a crazy little eight-year-old boy named Michael.  Tonight, Michael was very excited for dessert: sweet, powdered-sugary lemon bars.  He was so excited for dessert that he hardly wanted anything to do with his dinner and ate only what was absolutely necessary to appease his responsibly health-conscious, dinner-before-dessert-minded mother.

After rushing through his veggies, it was finally dessert time.  Perhaps a bit too eager for his own good, he accidentally dropped the sticky, powdery mess onto the floor.  Mom had stepped out of the house at this time, which left me in charge when his tattling sister came running.  Michael, expecting me to be upset, was surprised and relieved when I just laughed at the mess he’d made, gave him a big hug, and started picking it up.  Sweet, silly boy.

I saw so much of myself in Michael’s nervous, guilty expression.  Most times that I find myself in those big, sticky messes, my first response is to feel ashamed: ashamed of what I did or didn’t do, what I said or hadn’t said, or how I somehow failed to make the right decision.  I’m so thankful for little moments like this one tonight.  I’m so thankful for the reminder that, in spite of my past, present, and future messes, I am forgiven and loved by my Father who will always come to my rescue and pick up the pieces.

Free Indeed

Before creating the universe, God designed His perfect and divine plan for my life.  I’m so grateful that it’s impossible to ruin that plan.  Despite my silly self, He’s taking me exactly where He wants me to be.  When I remember and truly believe this, I have such an incredible freedom.  Not only a freedom from, but a freedom to.

I’m free to feel.
I’m free to love.
I’m free to trust.
I’m free to be brave.
I’m free to fail miserably.
I’m free to hurt.
I’m free to cry.
I’m free to be real.
I’m free to be transparent.
I’m free to be vulnerable.
I’m free to confess.
I’m free to repent.
I’m free to heal.
I’m free to hope.
I’m free to laugh.
I’m free to sing.
I’m free to skip.
I’m free to learn.
I’m free to work.
I’m free to rest.
I’m free to grow.
I’m free to change.
I’m free to have faith, in spite of uncertainty.
I’m free to live for Jesus.
I’m free to share the gospel.
I’m free to be bold.
I’m free to dream. And dream big.
I’m free to go with the flow.
I’m free to be spontaneous.
I’m free to pray and speak to the God of the universe.
I’m free to be His friend.
I’m free to know His love.

All because of the beautiful cross, I am free.

“So if the son sets you free, you will be free indeed.”
- John 8:36

Sacrificial Love

This morning in class, my professor shared her hope that she could help us learn not only to earn a degree, but also to become more loving people. She reminded us that every encounter we have with every individual has the potential to either help or harm. She encouraged us to consider this as we move about our daily lives and to look for opportunities to be kind to others.

She then shared the touching story of how she donated a kidney to one of her friends who was dying from kidney failure. She made the selfless decision to love, even if it meant literally sacrificing a piece of herself and potentially shortening her own life. She joyfully and wholeheartedly gave of herself so that another could live.

As I looked around the room through my tear-clouded eyes, I could see that most everyone in the class was also moved by her story.

This story pointed me straight to the cross—to the One who made the ultimate sacrifice so that I could live. What if we, as Christians, were known by our selfless love? What if we lived in a way that pointed the lost and broken to the cross?

I doubt most of us will be asked to donate a kidney this week. Still, we will be encountering individuals every day that have no idea how much their Father loves them. Lets take advantage of any opportunity we are given to share, in our words and deeds, the beautiful truth of what He has done for us.

“A new command I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another. By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another.”
- John 13:34-35

“Do it Anyway” by Mother Teresa

The following poem by Mother Teresa is a modified version of “The Paradoxical Commandments” by Dr. Kent M. Keith:

“People are often unreasonable, illogical and self-centered.

Forgive them anyway.

If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish motives.

Be kind anyway.

If you are successful, you will win some false friends and some true enemies.

Succeed anyway.

If you are honest and sincere, people may deceive you.

Be honest and sincere anyway.

What you spend years building, someone could destroy overnight.

Build anyway.

If you find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous.

Be happy anyway.

The good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow.

Do good anyway.

Give the world the best you have and it may never be enough.

Give them your best anyway.

In the final analysis, it is between you and God.

It was never between you and them anyway. 

This has been a great reminder to me: we shouldn’t let others stop us from being all that we were meant to be in Christ.

“Am I now trying to win the approval of human beings or of God?  Or am I trying to please people?  If I were still trying to please people, I would not be a servant of Christ.”
- Galatians 1:10

The Word that Matters

The other day a friend and I were discussing how grateful we are for Scripture. Not only do we live in a country where it is legal to own a Bible, but we also have access to the Word of God in our very own language.

Recently I have become more and more aware of how often I take this for granted. When I refer to Scripture, it often sounds like this: “I’m pretty sure that somewhere in the Bible it might possibly say something along the lines of [awful paraphrase].”

Yet, I have managed to memorize thousands of song lyrics with perfect precision. No matter how many years come between me and the car rides to kindergarten, I will never forget the words to “I Want it That Way” by the Backstreet Boys.

What if, decades from now, instead of remembering the words to a bunch of silly songs, I actually remembered the Word that truly matters?

The God of the universe speaks.

As I’ve started to memorize and truly write these words on my heart, I find myself examining them much more closely. In breaking down chapters and verses for memorization, I am better able to meditate on and savor every word. In doing so, I am able to experience and enjoy Scripture in a way that I never would have otherwise.

Surrendering Control

In their hearts humans plan their course, but the Lord establishes their steps.
- Proverbs 16:9

There’s something exhilarating about not knowing the future.

It’s also quite terrifying.

I’m slightly embarrassed to admit that one of my most prized possessions is my hot pink, 10×12, highlighted and color coded weekly planner.  In it, I have planned every moment of every day.  For example, this past Wednesday looked like this:

9:15-10:20  Sociology
10:25-11:40  Hang out with Jesus
11:45-12:50 English
1:00-2:00 Idol Hunting Lunch Date with Karen
2:00-5:00 Work
5:00-6:00 Dinner with Carissa
6:00-8:30 Homework
8:30-9:10 Skype with Riley
9:15-10:15 Ice Cream with Monet
10:20-?:?? Homework

This may seem excessive.  It probably is.  Having a clear, play-by-play plan gives me some sense of control.  It’s almost as if I can tell the future.

The truth is, try as I might, I cannot actually predict the future.  For example, when I planned my last week, I could not have accounted for the morning that I’d sleep through half of my sociology midterm, the seemingly random opportunity to share the gospel with my suitemate, and the much needed conversation with a close friend that would last well into the middle of the school night.

As a college student, it’s tempting to become attached to my plans for the future (or panic when I see them fail).  As scary as it is to realize that I don’t control what lies ahead, it’s almost scarier to imagine what it’d be like if I did.

Because if I did, I might put too much faith in myself.  I am so grateful for the invitation to instead surrender control and put my faith in my Father, who is for His glory and for my good.

And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.”
-Romans 8:28

*For more on this topic, check out Hayley’s post, “Change of Plans,” and Karen’s post, “Access Denied.”

In the Midst of Darkness

In my last post, “David After the Dentist,” I wrote, “God may not change my circumstances, but I trust that He will change my heart.”  Already, a week later, I feel that He has.

Of course, He’s not finished with me yet.  Still, I feel His peace in a new way.  My circumstances have changed—for the worse.  The beautiful, exciting truth is that my joy does not depend on the presence or absence of comfort or pain.

Today I’ve been remembering a song that I wrote based on Psalm 23.  One part goes like this:  

“Even though I walk
Through the darkest valley
I shall not fear, You are here
Even death can’t harm me

I’m comforted by
Your rod and Your staff
So even here, in the dark,
I can laugh”

Today has been a good day.  In the midst of darkness, I have felt the peace that comes from knowing my Father is protecting me and the joy that comes from meditating on His amazing love.

“Rejoice in the Lord always, I will say it again: Rejoice!  Let your gentleness be evident to all.  The Lord is near.  Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.  And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.”
- Philippians 4:4-7