“Busy Bee”

thats-life-busybee-cartoon.jpgFor the horde of you who come view my blog and wonder why I do not write more often, I am a “busy bee” (someone just called me that a second ago so I thought it would be the apropos metaphor). I love to write, and if I had the time would do it more often than I am sure anyone would desire to read it. God, however, has not asked me to spend my days writing away (as of yet…some feel that that time will inevitably come), but to pursue a myriad of endeavors to further His kingdom. I often do not understand why He calls me to do certain things in my life, but take those proverbial steps (sometimes leaps) of faith, trusting that He will reveal His reasoning when He sees fit. Now, this is considerably easier said than done as I am the world’s biggest skeptic (perhaps an overstatement, but it feels as such), and always want to know why I am asked to do something before I do it. How many times did we hear Jesus say “Follow Me” with little or no explanation, and whomever He was talking to did just that? Later it was always revealed to them why He had called them. He works the same way in my life. “My sheep hear My voice, and I know them, and they follow Me.”

Savior, as I spend time getting intimately acquainted with You, continue to teach me Your voice, that I may know Your voice when I hear it, and follow you accordingly.

And on that note…I am going to write a research paper.  Pray for me!  Thanks!  Hope you all have a beautifully blessed weekend!

Overwhelmed

I just wrote a quick letter to someone the Lord has blessed my life with.  One of those people who God uses to truly change you, and make God increase, that you must decrease.  As I wrote him, the Holy Spirit reminded me of so many lessons He taught me through this man, and continues to instill in me through His word and others who love Him, and even those who do not.  I love that He works in such ways.  I am so indescribably overwhelmed that He has given me this life, and the people in it, and the places He has allowed me to see, the experiences He has allowed me to be a part of.  That for somewhere between a breath and a blink, He has given me a chance to be a part of His eternity, His love, His perfection, His greatness, His joy, His passion, His glory, His everything.

Why?  Why, Lord do you use me?  I am pretty ridiculous, in case You have not noticed.  I fail You more than I follow You.  I do not trust you, even though I have no reason not to.  I certainly do not love You, even to the slightest degree that You deserve.  But You still died for me.  You still live for me.  You still love me.  You are still You.  And You talk to me.  You romance me.  You have entrusted Your love and Your truth  to me.  Why?
I really do not know what to say to You, because You are everything, and I am nothing, deserve nothing, have nothing.  But You love me.  Thank you.  Help me to be the woman You created me to be; to do justly, to love mercy, and to walk humbly with You; to walk worthy of the calling with which I have been called; to love my neighbor as myself; to love you, my Lord, my God, with all my heart, with all my soul, with all my mind, and with all my strength, with my everything.  I love you my Sweet Jesus (not the way I should, or You deserve, but the way I can, and the way your are daily teaching me to).  All glory, honor, power is Yours.  Amen.

“Greatness”

A not-so-little-something I had to write for my American Lit class…my (including but not limited to) reflections on a passge from Ralph Waldo Emerson:

“What I must do, is all that concerns me, not what the people think.  This rule, equally arduous in actual and in intellectual life, may serve for the whole distinction between greatness and meanness.  It is the harder, because you will always find those who think they know what is your duty better than you know it.  It is easy in the world to live after the world’s opinion; it is easy in solitude to live after our own; but the great man is he who in the midst of the crowd keeps with perfect sweetness the independence of solitude.” -Ralph Waldo Emerson
C.S. Lewis stated that “I believe in [Jesus] as I believe that the Sun has risen, not only because I see it, but because by it I see everything else.”  When I view a Picasso, listen to Beethoven, and read Emerson, I do so through the crimson colored glasses of Jesus’ unparalleled love for me, and my love for Him (which is negligible in comparison to the former).  I do not negate the perspective of the artist himself, or that of those who are not myself, but I take it in the context of truth, as defined in the Bible (but that definition is another can of worms for another fishing trip).
“What I must do, is all that concerns me, not what the people think.”  Therefore, “what must I do?”  In the Biblical book of Mark (12:28-31), Jesus says that “The foremost [commandment] is…you shall love the Lord your God with all you heart, with all your soul, with all your mind, and with all your strength.  The second…you shall love your neighbor as yourself.“ As multidimensional as Jesus’ teachings may be (the surface of which cannot be scratched in the few sentence I have here formed), at the heart of every word He speaks lie these two all encompassing commandments.  These are how I define “what I must do.”  Also, in John 21:22, when Jesus tells Peter (one of His disciples) of the manner in which he will die, Peter asks “Lord, and what about this man?” referring to John (another disciple). Jesus responds “If I want him to remain until I come, what is that to you? You follow Me.”  My only responsibility is to follow Christ wherever He may lead, and not to worry about what man says of me, or what he does.
“This rule, equally arduous in actual and in intellectual life, may serve for the whole distinction between greatness and meanness.”  Simply put, doing “What I must do,“ and having no concern for what people think, is easier said than done, both in theory and reality.  However, the execution of such a rule, implies Emerson, defines a man as great, while failure to do so characterizes him as common.  As I read these words, God reminds me that “I can do all things through Him who strengthens me (Phil. 4:13).”  It is not of my own ability that I can love Him as He deserves, and others as myself, but God enables me to do so.  This does not mean following Him and His commands suddenly becomes effortless, but possible.  In Matthew (20:26-28), Jesus defines “greatness” in terms of servitude; since He exists as the ultimate benchmark for selfless servitude, and loving him as “I must do” means becoming like Him (in character), I “must” be a servant, which defines me as “great;”  in theory.  In reality; I have a long way to go.  I am seeking to do “what I must,” and by Christ’s strength, love Him and others; however, I know I do not do so, not remotely, to the degree which I ought; as such, I am common.
“It is the harder, because you will always find those who think they know what is your duty better than you know it.”  As Emerson continues to elaborate on the idea doing what we must to achieve “greatness,” he describes the difficulty in this, since people are constantly telling us that we are wrong, and they are right.  Since my duty is to love Jesus with everything I am, and my neighbor as myself, people will make it harder to do so by telling me I am wasting my time, am a “close-minded” conformist, and that I am missing out on what they have to offer.  I submit that to live a life dedicated to following Jesus in our post-modern, relativistic world is to rebel against the social norm of this day and age, as a salmon rebels against the flow of the stream to reach its destination.  This is neither an easy task, nor an impossible one, but the opposition of the stream flowing against him makes it all the more difficult to achieve.
“It is easy in the world to live after the world’s opinion; it is easy in solitude to live after our own; but the great man is he who in the midst of the crowd keeps with perfect sweetness the independence of solitude.”  Here, Emerson is saying that, using the salmon analogy, it would be easier for the salmon to concede to the flow of water and forget its desired destination, or to find its own stream flowing the direction it wishes to journey, disregarding the existence of all other salmon.  To do either of these is to be common, for the common man is prone to give in or give up when life gets too tough.  Therefore, Emerson encourages us to do what we must/be who we are, without alienating ourselves form the world.  These ideas immediately bring to mind the fact that I am no to be “conformed to this world, but [to] be transformed… (Romans 12:2).”  A common way of stating this is to say that I am to be “in the world, but not of it.”  Since I live in the world, I am not to pretend that I am greater than anyone else, or deserve anything more than they, but I am to continue to seek to do what I must (love God and my neighbor), in the hopes of sharing Jesus’ love and truth with the world around me on the journey to “greatness.”
How can I apply the ideas of servitude, selflessness, and dependence to an essay about “Self-Reliance?”  Emerson himself said that “the page of whatever book we read becomes luminous with manifold allusion.”  I have done nothing more than he has asked of me; read his words and applied them to my life, which I live based in the fact that “I believe in [Jesus] as I believe that the Sun has risen, not only because I see it, but because by it I see everything else.”

The Great Hero Debate

A heroic deed is, in my opinion, an act that positively impacts the life of another.  Although one deed may be seemingly smaller than another (for example giving up your window seat on an airplane so that a newlywed couple can sit next to each other, versus donating an organ to a dieing man), to the person who benefits from it, they can both be considered heroic deeds in their own rite.  However, the joy of sitting next to your new spouse will not last forever, and, eventually, you must disembark; your new lung which allows you to take in life giving oxygen will age with you and will one day breathe its last.  Things, feelings, beliefs, hopes, dreams, fears, places, bodies are temporal.  Therefore, deeds which are positively impactful are also temporarily impactful.  Can something that is only temporarily impactful be considered truly heroic?  I submit that it cannot.  Ergo, for a deed to be truly heroic it must be eternally impactful.
In the New Testament book of Revelations, chapter 1, verse 8, God says that “’I am the Alpha and the Omega…who is and who was and who is to come, the Almighty.’”  God is eternal.  At the end of chapter 25 of the Gospel of Matthew, Jesus talks about the difference between an evil man and a righteous man, concluding that “’[the evil man] will go away into eternal punishment, but the righteous into eternal life.’”  The human soul is eternal.  Out of His unconditional love, Jesus, the eternal God, died on the cross and rose from the grave to bring eternal life to the eternal soul.  This is a truly heroic deed, which truly makes Jesus a hero.  In and of ourselves we do not have the ability to positively impact eternity because we are part of the problem, a virus, if you will.  A virus cannot cure itself, it needs external intervention to destroy it.  In the same way, we cannot cure ourselves/forgive our own sins; we must allow the holy, pure, righteous, uninfected God, to heal us.  Then we will be able to be used by God to bring healing to others.  This healing process, this forgiveness of sins, this salvation, this freedom is truly a heroic deed.  Therefore the hero is not you and me, it is only He, and He working in and through us.  That is what heroism is all about.  For a deed to be truly heroic it must eternally impact the eternal God and the eternal soul.

Sacrifice and Bliss

This is just a little something I had to write for my Myth and Legend class in response to the relativistic views presented by Joseph Campbell and Bill Moyers in their interviews regarding The Power of Myth.  I suppose it is a good place to start a new blog since it exemplifies my being.  I went through about a year and a half where I was addicted to blogging, but it turned into something that I did not want it to.  After that I found it impossible to blog, journal, etc…I just could not find the passion for it I once had.  Well, a few years later, and I feel the Lord telling me to start writing things down again (actually, He has been for a while, but I have been ignoring Him…stupid…I know).  I love the idea of keeping a journal more so than blogging, that is the romantic in me…but I am a perfectionist and find that I do not get very far when I put pen to paper as I cross out, scribble, and think at a faster pace than I can move my hand, so when I read it back I hate it, get frustrated, and quit (again, stupid).  Patience is something God is challenging me with.  So anywho, the following is what I wanted to share:

True sacrifice is not taking less, but becoming less, and giving more.  I think many would say that nothing produces greater bliss than freedom, to which I agree.  But I submit that true freedom is the willingness to sacrifice oneself, not for oneself, but for someone else.  It is easy to make sacrifices for yourself because you are the reaper of the fruit of that sacrifice, but to give of yourself with no prospect of self satisfaction is true sacrifice.  How do I know this?  Jesus Christ is the personification of sacrifice.  He made the ultimate sacrifice when He came to Earth in human form (becoming less) and laid down His life (giving more) as the ultimate sacrifice for the forgiveness of the sins of the world.  The fruit of Jesus’ sacrifice is forgiveness from sin and freedom from death, and since Jesus’ lived a perfect, sinless life He is not the reaper of His sacrificial fruit, but those of us who choose to partake of it.  If sacrifice is freedom, and Jesus is the personification of sacrifice, then Jesus is the personification of freedom; and if freedom produces bliss then Jesus produces bliss.  So, when I think of bliss, I think of freedom; and when I think of freedom, I think of sacrifice; and when I think of sacrifice I do not think in terms of objects, but in terms of people, in terms of a person, in terms of Jesus.