I want to take time to talk about something much more important and dear to my heart, and that is the plight of my brothers and sisters in Christ outside of the US. It is sad that we are so unaware of this and that those who do know are so unaffected by it (myself included), but Christians are persecuted, beaten, imprisoned, and killed for their faith every day. This is not a problem limited to a few remote areas. China, Syria, Pakistan, Laos, Vietnam, and Iran are just a few of the countries that consistently deny their citizens basic human rights due to the fact that those people attend "unapproved" churches and/or propagate the message of salvation that is Jesus Christ. My brothers and sisters are spyed on, raped, mutilated and worse, yet I stand aside and do nothing. Jesus told us visit people in prison. Well, while I might not necessarily be able to visit them, I can be with them in spirit every time I cry out for help on their behalf. And, if you read the stories, you see that they are able to withstand great trials, because Christ is their supernatural strength.
Check it out! http://www.persecution.com/news/index.cfm?action=fullstory&newsID=502
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Tuesday, February 20, 2007
This is a followup to my opinion that I wrote about in my Barack Obama Post yesterday. In that post, I said that I don't think gay couples should get to raise children, because that is not the ideal situation. As a Christian, morally, I view homosexuality as sin.
The Bible says homosexual acts are sin. And if continually, unrepentantly committing homosexual acts are what defines a homosexual, then that person is living in sin. It is the same as a single parent having a sexual relationship with someone who is not their spouse. The children in that household see that, and they don't get a clear picture of what a committed relationship should look like. The one relationship that they see most as they grow is not a healthy one.
And I don't think its good for anyone to continue dwelling in sin. I don't think it would be a positive environment for children to grow up with a gay couple for parents, but that's not because I am a homophobe and am afraid that their children would turn out gay. If you are widowed...well that's not the ideal situation either, is it? It is a difficult thing when that happens, but you then have the responsibility to seek out a positive role model of the opposite sex to spend time with your children.
I believe in separation of church and state, but when one begins to affect the freedom, well-being, and development of others who cannot help themselves, then it becomes the problem of the state.
That's not to say that all heterosexual, married couples are a great situation for children either. In fact, many parents out there shouldn't be raising kids. We are all sinners and fall short of the glory of God, and I doubt that I will ever see this country reflect anything that is even close to what God intended for us, because we are always choosing wrong. Heaven help us.
The Bible says homosexual acts are sin. And if continually, unrepentantly committing homosexual acts are what defines a homosexual, then that person is living in sin. It is the same as a single parent having a sexual relationship with someone who is not their spouse. The children in that household see that, and they don't get a clear picture of what a committed relationship should look like. The one relationship that they see most as they grow is not a healthy one.
And I don't think its good for anyone to continue dwelling in sin. I don't think it would be a positive environment for children to grow up with a gay couple for parents, but that's not because I am a homophobe and am afraid that their children would turn out gay. If you are widowed...well that's not the ideal situation either, is it? It is a difficult thing when that happens, but you then have the responsibility to seek out a positive role model of the opposite sex to spend time with your children.
I believe in separation of church and state, but when one begins to affect the freedom, well-being, and development of others who cannot help themselves, then it becomes the problem of the state.
That's not to say that all heterosexual, married couples are a great situation for children either. In fact, many parents out there shouldn't be raising kids. We are all sinners and fall short of the glory of God, and I doubt that I will ever see this country reflect anything that is even close to what God intended for us, because we are always choosing wrong. Heaven help us.
Praise Jesus!
Look at this! Its true, or at least I think it is. I will have to run out and buy some a.s.a.p. to find out for sure. That's right. Low-calorie, heart-healthy, good-tasting chocolate.
Saturday, February 17, 2007
Political stuff...
As a college-educated American woman, I recognize the importance of choosing the right people to put in our public offices. As a follower of Jesus Christ, I recognize the necessity to pray and seek God before I cast my vote. Unless you've been living under a rock, you know that Barack Obama is all over the media right now. In the past few weeks his website has been extensively updated. I hope everyone will take the time to carefully and prayerfully read where all of our candidates -- presidential and otherwise -- stand on the issues. I found this video (click on the title above) of a speech Sen. Obama gave in a church (be prepared, it is forty minutes long) and I watched the whole thing. At the end of this video, my mind raised even more questions than before. I still have no idea how I feel about this man; I agree with a lot of what he had to say, but I wonder if he is just trying to find some ground where he is pleasing everybody. On the surface, he appears to be someone who is serious about his faith, but I can't really know for sure.
I do think gay marriage isn't really marriage at all, but I also recognize that I cannot change the moral climate of my country by forcing my morality on people. So, I don't necessarily think we can deny gay couples the rights that straight couples have. Only the Holy Spirit and a spiritual revival from the bottom up can cause people to turn to living by God's standards. It isn't something we can always impose on others politically when what they're doing isn't actually getting in the way of other peoples' freedoms. So, in a way, I agree with Sen. Obama about religious people in a pluralistic society.
I do think gay marriage isn't really marriage at all, but I also recognize that I cannot change the moral climate of my country by forcing my morality on people. So, I don't necessarily think we can deny gay couples the rights that straight couples have. Only the Holy Spirit and a spiritual revival from the bottom up can cause people to turn to living by God's standards. It isn't something we can always impose on others politically when what they're doing isn't actually getting in the way of other peoples' freedoms. So, in a way, I agree with Sen. Obama about religious people in a pluralistic society.
Am I supposed to adopt someday?
A couple nights ago I had a really vivid dream. I and all my extended family were in some really remote, un-industrialized area. We were on a boat ride when my cousins and I decided to jump into the river for a swim. We swam over into this little alcove and there I found a baby floating in a baby-carrier. To make a long story short I made some make-shift diapers and kept him as my own. I was overjoyed beyond all reason. Looking back on this now, I am pretty sure I just dreamt that I was Moses' adoptive mommy. I think its a sign.
Click on the title above to view an adoption site.
Click on the title above to view an adoption site.
Thursday, February 08, 2007
A Lesson on Careers
Last night God revealed something to me.
My new job hasn't been going so well, and I am kinda at odds with my boss. I have only worked one week in the past month because of a messy, complicated situation having to do with where I am going to work. I spent a long time praying for that company and my own situation yesterday. Our finances are a huge mess, since I was counting on that job, but that isn't what has made me so nervous and uneasy. I realized that what my boss cares most about in the world and in his business is money. He doesn't care about the things that truly matter most in this life. I care about families and, in regards to this job, about visual artistic expression. I realized that as long as my boss lacks Christ in his life, we will never ever see eye to eye. We never even be able to communicate freely. Last night I realized that rather than just seeking a job where I can use the stuff I learned in college, I should seek to work for a place that values what I value and cares about what God cares about. That is the only way I will be happy. Believe it or not, the best job I ever had was in the dining center on campus, because it was run by a Godly woman. They valued respect, service, and taking an interest in each other's lives. My eyes were opened to the idea that maybe I need to search for work in non-profit or something that is for the good of the community rather than for the good of the CEO's pocketbook.
On a final note, check out peoplepray.com and pray for your brothers and sisters or be prayed for.
My new job hasn't been going so well, and I am kinda at odds with my boss. I have only worked one week in the past month because of a messy, complicated situation having to do with where I am going to work. I spent a long time praying for that company and my own situation yesterday. Our finances are a huge mess, since I was counting on that job, but that isn't what has made me so nervous and uneasy. I realized that what my boss cares most about in the world and in his business is money. He doesn't care about the things that truly matter most in this life. I care about families and, in regards to this job, about visual artistic expression. I realized that as long as my boss lacks Christ in his life, we will never ever see eye to eye. We never even be able to communicate freely. Last night I realized that rather than just seeking a job where I can use the stuff I learned in college, I should seek to work for a place that values what I value and cares about what God cares about. That is the only way I will be happy. Believe it or not, the best job I ever had was in the dining center on campus, because it was run by a Godly woman. They valued respect, service, and taking an interest in each other's lives. My eyes were opened to the idea that maybe I need to search for work in non-profit or something that is for the good of the community rather than for the good of the CEO's pocketbook.
On a final note, check out peoplepray.com and pray for your brothers and sisters or be prayed for.
Monday, February 05, 2007
Restless-Hearted
I married a man with a restless heart.
Do you ever have one of those days where your life seems to be so full of craziness that you're certain God is trying to refine your character? Yet, you cannot quite put your finger on what it is you are supposed to have learned from it all? We are in the midst of a predicament. Today is one of those days. The days when I can see my husband's restless heart more clearly than ever. Some might be afraid of this quality, but I think its kinda beautiful. A challenge arises and I have to try to find clarity in the mud.
My husband craves adventure and danger and all sorts of things I can't give him. All I can do is go along for the ride. But God can be his adventure. God challenges his heart and his mind in ways that I will never comprehend. Some days he questions his faith so much I think he just might give up on it. Yet, other days he is willing to risk his whole life and reputation for the cause of the Gospel. All I can do is stand by and watch in awe at the ridiculously adventurous man I married and support him 100% every step of the way, because I know that's my calling. I am not the adventure. I am not the challenge. I am the helper. I'm like Short Round from Indiana Jones. I get to learn from this man and look up to him and even learn more about myself by being with him. And I get to go along for the ride. I view my role as "the helper" in this relationship not as demoralizing, but rather as an honor. I am blessed to be able to do things for him so that, in turn, we give greater glory to God together.
On days like today, I wonder whether this road block in front of us is supposed to be part of the adventure. Or is it a hard lesson I am supposed to learn? Or am I just over-analysing it? Days like today are the days when my husband gets restless. I have to pray for God's peace to guard our hearts and our minds, so that we don't get ourselves into even bigger trouble. Lord knows we can't keep our lives together on our own. And I think God brought us together to pick the other up when one has fallen down. We can give each other wisdom and insight in tough situations. There is always someone there with a second perspective. God knew our personalities would compliment one another so he put us in a situation to cross paths, so that at just the right moment we would be joined in a very special union that I believe even some other married couples do not understand.
Do you ever have one of those days where your life seems to be so full of craziness that you're certain God is trying to refine your character? Yet, you cannot quite put your finger on what it is you are supposed to have learned from it all? We are in the midst of a predicament. Today is one of those days. The days when I can see my husband's restless heart more clearly than ever. Some might be afraid of this quality, but I think its kinda beautiful. A challenge arises and I have to try to find clarity in the mud.
My husband craves adventure and danger and all sorts of things I can't give him. All I can do is go along for the ride. But God can be his adventure. God challenges his heart and his mind in ways that I will never comprehend. Some days he questions his faith so much I think he just might give up on it. Yet, other days he is willing to risk his whole life and reputation for the cause of the Gospel. All I can do is stand by and watch in awe at the ridiculously adventurous man I married and support him 100% every step of the way, because I know that's my calling. I am not the adventure. I am not the challenge. I am the helper. I'm like Short Round from Indiana Jones. I get to learn from this man and look up to him and even learn more about myself by being with him. And I get to go along for the ride. I view my role as "the helper" in this relationship not as demoralizing, but rather as an honor. I am blessed to be able to do things for him so that, in turn, we give greater glory to God together.
On days like today, I wonder whether this road block in front of us is supposed to be part of the adventure. Or is it a hard lesson I am supposed to learn? Or am I just over-analysing it? Days like today are the days when my husband gets restless. I have to pray for God's peace to guard our hearts and our minds, so that we don't get ourselves into even bigger trouble. Lord knows we can't keep our lives together on our own. And I think God brought us together to pick the other up when one has fallen down. We can give each other wisdom and insight in tough situations. There is always someone there with a second perspective. God knew our personalities would compliment one another so he put us in a situation to cross paths, so that at just the right moment we would be joined in a very special union that I believe even some other married couples do not understand.
Monday, November 13, 2006
I Can't Say I Told You So
I have prayed that somewhat dangerous prayer that God would either change my heart or change my husband's heart. It seems that the conversations that have occurred between my husband and I the past couple of weeks have been the beginning of the answer to that prayer. For me, it means letting go and letting God take control of these situations. No amount of my arguing and complaining is going to change his mind. Rather those things have just made him more stubborn! I am learning that I can best serve and submit to Christ when I serve and submit to my husband-rather than defy him. This is not an easy thing for me to grasp, let alone practice.
What Would I Want in My Eulogy?
I am taking a course called Perspectives on Death and Dying. For this class, we were required to journal about how we want to live our lives (i.e. what do I want people to remember about me?). The following is what I wrote.
Faith
Most importantly, I would want to have served Christ with my whole life—recklessly and wholeheartedly. I think it would be awesome to get to die for the gospel (if I am even worthy of that honor). I don’t want Christ to be ashamed of me, but rather that I would faithfully serve him.
Family
I want to love my husband, and I want to love my children in a way that I am willing to make great sacrifices for them. If I go before my husband, I want to have loved him in such a way that a second wife would never compare (though, I freely give my full permission for him to remarry)! I want to raise my children so that they can never say their mother didn’t spend enough time with them or that she didn’t answer their “why” questions.
Friends
I hope people will say that I wasn’t afraid of anything, that I wasn’t afraid to take risks and try new things. I want to live my life in a way that everyone I encounter can honestly know I didn’t gossip or cheat or lie while I was alive. I want to share wise advice whenever I can, never watering things down just to make people feel better; but I hope I never think of myself as wise.
Career
I want them to say I was multi-talented. I hope that I do not use all my resources in a single dead-end job for the rest of my life, but rather that I experience the whole gamut of what my talents will let me do. I hope I allow myself to be real with people and experience relationships—experience the bad and the good. I hope I let myself get hurt and that I see the positive when I do get hurt. I hope I’ll be remembered as a happy woman. Something I have already instituted in my everyday life is constant smiling in an attempt to make everyone else’s day better, everyday.
What I want to leave behind…
I want to travel all over the world, if I can. Being remembered as a world-traveler would make me seem mysterious and exciting to my grandchildren! I want to leave behind a gazillion photos for them to dig through along with my artwork, journals and souvenirs from my world travels. And finally, over the years, as I try recipes I want to make them my own and leave them behind for others to enjoy and remember: “Man, could that woman cook!”
Faith
Most importantly, I would want to have served Christ with my whole life—recklessly and wholeheartedly. I think it would be awesome to get to die for the gospel (if I am even worthy of that honor). I don’t want Christ to be ashamed of me, but rather that I would faithfully serve him.
Family
I want to love my husband, and I want to love my children in a way that I am willing to make great sacrifices for them. If I go before my husband, I want to have loved him in such a way that a second wife would never compare (though, I freely give my full permission for him to remarry)! I want to raise my children so that they can never say their mother didn’t spend enough time with them or that she didn’t answer their “why” questions.
Friends
I hope people will say that I wasn’t afraid of anything, that I wasn’t afraid to take risks and try new things. I want to live my life in a way that everyone I encounter can honestly know I didn’t gossip or cheat or lie while I was alive. I want to share wise advice whenever I can, never watering things down just to make people feel better; but I hope I never think of myself as wise.
Career
I want them to say I was multi-talented. I hope that I do not use all my resources in a single dead-end job for the rest of my life, but rather that I experience the whole gamut of what my talents will let me do. I hope I allow myself to be real with people and experience relationships—experience the bad and the good. I hope I let myself get hurt and that I see the positive when I do get hurt. I hope I’ll be remembered as a happy woman. Something I have already instituted in my everyday life is constant smiling in an attempt to make everyone else’s day better, everyday.
What I want to leave behind…
I want to travel all over the world, if I can. Being remembered as a world-traveler would make me seem mysterious and exciting to my grandchildren! I want to leave behind a gazillion photos for them to dig through along with my artwork, journals and souvenirs from my world travels. And finally, over the years, as I try recipes I want to make them my own and leave them behind for others to enjoy and remember: “Man, could that woman cook!”
Monday, October 09, 2006
Today has been very emotionally taxing. I feel as though I have been crying for a week. I attended the funeral of the father of two dear friends. He was killed in Iraq by small arms fire while leading a convoy across the desert. In addition to what I estimated to be around 1000 friends and family members, there were some unwelcome guests. A group of people from Nebraska came to protest his funeral and stood outside the church during the visitation last night. They believe that God is letting our soldiers die because of homosexuals in the army and because they fight for a country which allows homosexuality. What those crazy beliefs even have to do with the man who died I can't understand. They were outnumbered by far by a group called the patriot riders. They are a biker gang with chapters all over the country that goes to these funerals to protect the family peacefully. They believe it is the right thing to do, because we all know how our men in uniform were treated when they returned from Vietnam. They wan't to make sure that doesn't happen again.
I believe this man, like Christ, died for people who hated him. People in the US and Iraq that hate American soldiers. What greater love could there be?
I believe this man, like Christ, died for people who hated him. People in the US and Iraq that hate American soldiers. What greater love could there be?
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