Tuesday, December 2, 2014

Who'sYour Community?

A consistent topic of discussion in our home over the last few months has been that of community. Our church has really been focusing on community groups (home group, life group, small group, etc.) and getting our church families plugged into a group that they can grow deeper with, whether that be in a Sunday morning Adult Bible Fellowship class, or a community group outside of 'church hours.'
The goal for community groups I guess, is probably a little different from church to church. The purpose for them as far as our church goes, is to grow and multiply. Each group has a revolving door, so to speak, where people can visit and see if a group fits them. If it doesn't, no hard feelings, and they check out another group until something clicks. When a group gets 'too big' (a definition that varies depending on who you ask) they split, or multiply as we call it, into 2 groups, or 3 if there are enough people to do that. This is also depending on if there's someone within said group that is willing to open their home to host.

While I completely get the idea of growing and multiplying, as is our church's goal, a revolving door with visitors coming and going and the (ideal) possibility of multiplying every few months is not, in my opinion, conducive to building deep relationships. When talking about this with someone at church recently, she said, "I want a tribe."

Yes! I need a tribe. A village. A group of people that is solid, consistent, not changing all the time.
We (Allen and I) don't get small group at church.
We're teaching, mentoring, discipling, leading.
So how do we find a balance?

This is where I'd love to hear from some of you in ministry.
Where do we as pastors' families find the opportunity for true community?
It's necessary.
It's Biblical.
In Hebrews we're told to meet together and encourage one another. In Galatians we're told to bear one another's burdens. In Acts the disciples broke bread in fellowship and prayer.

I'd love to hear your thoughts, pastors and wives of pastors. And whoever else might be reading this.

What's a community group look like to you? What should it be?


Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Even in the Little Things

Do you ever feel invisible? Do you wonder if you matter?
I can only definitively speak for myself, of course, but I think a lot of people feel like they're useless unless they're doing something ground-breaking that's changing the world.
I used to feel that way. If I was going to help people, I mean really help people, I needed to be a big deal. I needed to publish a book, or be a famous singer, or a renowned teacher or speaker if I was going to make any kind of difference.
But we all matter.
Every. Single. One of us.


So often people ask, "What is my purpose?"
We want to know why we're here.
What's the end game?
When we're gone, what will we be remembered for?

My pastor just finished a series called Improving Your Serve.
He taught a few weeks ago from Matthew 25:14-30.
The master is going away and entrusts 3 of his servants with varying amounts of his property while he's gone. Two of them put to work what they were given. One did not.
The two who were faithful with what they were given, were rewarded by the master. The servant who chose to hide his one talent (the value of the money) was called worthless and thrown outside "where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth." (v. 30)

Friends, we have a purpose. We have been given gifts, talents, blessings by our Father in Heaven. Just like the servants were given their master's property, everything we have been given ultimately belongs to the Lord, and He has entrusted us with it. Everyone has varying gifts in varying amounts. But we are all called to be faithful with what we've been given.
That's our purpose. That's why we're here. To take care of what our master has entrusted to us.
And when He returns we will give an account of what we did with what we were given.

Are we being faithful?
Are we using our gifts and talents to make an eternal difference?
Or are we just sitting on them?
Are we so afraid that we might mess something up, that we opt to do nothing at all?
Are we guilty of doing nothing with what we've been given, because our options aren't what we've  imagined them to be?
"Sure, being a sunday school teacher is helpful, but I'm waiting on a call to be the next Beth Moore."
"Yeah, I could sing on the praise team, but I'm pretty sure I need to be recording albums and leading people to the throne of worship from an arena stage."
"I'm kind of a big deal."

Except that I'm not. And you may not be.
And, yeah, there are really amazing people doing some crazy awesome world-changing things, and that's fantastic!! But if we're all doing crazy awesome world-changing things, who's going to do the little things? Who's going to pray with the girl at youth camp who just confessed to cutting? Who's going to sit on the floor at church and play with the 2-year-olds? Who's going to unlock the gym and play basketball with the neighborhood kids so they know that someone out there loves them?
I read something recently, and I wish so badly I could remember where so I could quote it exactly, but the general idea was, a stay-at-home mom may feel  like she's doing very little to change the world just by packing her son's lunch everyday, but that son may grow up to be the president of the United States, and she's the one making sure he has a good meal to get him through the school day.
The little things are big things to those they impact.

Jesus was a servant.
Mark 10:45-- For even the Son of Man did not come to be served, but to serve, and to give His life as a ransom for many.
If we're going to be like Christ, we need to stop making it about ourselves and our purpose, and start making it about His purpose. Humbling ourselves and using what He's entrusted us with to serve others and bring Him glory.

That's what I want to be remembered for; using what my Master has given me to serve and point others to Him.






Tuesday, November 4, 2014

This is Only a Test

The idea of God testing us is not something I've ever spent a lot of thought on, but over the course of the last week or so, it's been a recurring a topic.
I've often heard people say, "God is testing me," and it's referred to in the Bible, even asked for at times:
Psalm 26:2- Test me, Lord, and try me, examine my heart and my mind.
Psalm 139:23- Test me, God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts.
James 1:12- Blessed is the one who perseveres under trial because, having stood the test, that person will receive the crown of life that the Lord has promised to those who love Him.
Psalm 66:10- For you, God, tested us; you refined us like silver.

I've been reading thru the Bible on If:Equip (such a great experience), and a few days ago, I read in Genesis where God asks Abraham to sacrifice Isaac. The title of that story is (at least in my Bible) God Puts Abraham to the Test.

Genesis 22
1 After these things God tested Abraham and said to him, “Abraham!” And he said, “Here I am.”      2 He said, “Take your son, your only son Isaac, whom you love, and go to the land of Moriah, and offer him there as a burnt offering on one of the mountains of which I shall tell you.” 3 So Abraham rose early in the morning, saddled his donkey, and took two of his young men with him, and his son Isaac. And he cut the wood for the burnt offering and arose and went to the place of which God had told him. 4 On the third day Abraham lifted up his eyes and saw the place from afar. 5 Then Abraham said to his young men, “Stay here with the donkey; I and the boy will go over there and worship and come again to you.” 6 And Abraham took the wood of the burnt offering and laid it on Isaac his son. And he took in his hand the fire and the knife. So they went both of them together. 7 And Isaac said to his father Abraham, “My father!” And he said, “Here I am, my son.” He said, “Behold, the fire and the wood, but where is the lamb for a burnt offering?” 8 Abraham said, “God will provide for himself the lamb for a burnt offering, my son.” So they went both of them together. When they came to the place of which God had told him, Abraham built the altar there and laid the wood in order and bound Isaac his son and laid him on the altar, on top of the wood. 10 Then Abraham reached out his hand and took the knife to slaughter his son. 11 But the angel of the Lord called to him from heaven and said, “Abraham, Abraham!” And he said, “Here I am.” 12 He said, “Do not lay your hand on the boy or do anything to him, for now I know that you fear God, seeing you have not withheld your son, your only son, from me.” 13 And Abraham lifted up his eyes and looked, and behold, behind him was a ram, caught in a thicket by is horns. And Abraham went and took the ram and offered it up as a burnt offering instead of his son. 14 So Abraham called the name of that place, “The Lord will provide”; as it is said to this day, “On the mount of the Lord it shall be provided.” 15 And the angel of the Lord called to Abraham a second time from heaven 16 and said, “By myself I have sworn, declares the Lord, because you have done this and have not withheld your son, your only son, 17 I will surely bless you, and I will surely multiply your offspring as the stars of heaven and as the sand that is on the seashore. And your offspring shall possess the gate of his enemies, 18 and in your offspring shall all the nations of the earth be blessed, because you have obeyed my voice.” 
Why does God test us? Is it so he can know for sure how we feel about Him? Does He need reassurance that our faith in Him is legit?
Not. Even. A little bit.
God is all-knowing. He knows our hearts, our minds, our faith. He knows exactly where we stand.

In the comment thread on If:Equip that day, someone gave a really great perspective that I hadn't considered before, and she put it beautifully:

"I look at this story and I wonder if it wasn't so much a test for God to see if Abraham would be obedient- God knows all things and knew the extent of Abraham's love for Him without putting him through this- but if it was more for Abraham and Isaac's sake. To experience the provision that follows radical obedience. God showed Himself faithful in that moment of absolute tragic surrender. Abraham surely didn't walk away from this thinking, 'Wow, I am so obedient', but rather, 'The Lord is faithful to provide.' When God calls us to radical obedience, maybe the test isn't so much to see whether or not we will obey, but for God to display His faithful provision in our lives in a way that we walk away confidently knowing 'The Lord will Provide.'"


I've been locked in on this since Thursday. God wants to display His faithful provision. And He is always faithful.
I think this will forever alter my thoughts when I hear, "Why is God testing me," or "Why is is this happening to me," or any other version of that question.
He wants to show us that He's faithful. He wants us to believe what His word tells us:
Hebrews 10:23- Let us hold unswervingly to the hope we profess, for He who promised is faithful.
2 Thessalonians 3:3- But the Lord is faithful, and He will strengthen you and protect you from the evil one.

How have you been tested? Can you share something you've walked thru that has strengthened your faith?

Tuesday, October 28, 2014

New Sister in Christ

This week we are rejoicing because my daughter Molly gave her life to Jesus on Sunday night!!!

She's mentioned this to us several times over the last few years, but we've never let her do it. Before you send me ugly emails or judge me for not letting my kid make that decision when she wanted to, let me explain.

The decision to give your life to Christ is a big deal. It's the most important decision you'll ever make. We wanted to make sure that both of our kids really understood exactly what they were choosing to do. This isn't just asking Jesus into your heart. Asking Jesus into our hearts is not what saves us. It's repentance from our sin and faith in Christ. It's a commitment to follow Christ and his teachings, and rely on him day after day thru the good and the bad. It's not just, 'I want to go to heaven.'
This is what we wanted them to understand.

Up until last night, her interest in the decision was limited to the subsequent baptism and excitement that was sure to follow. A new Bible. A phone call to the grandparents and friends.
She had seen her brother make this decision and wanted the same attention he received.
Typically her statement was, "I want to be baptized."  It was usually at an inopportune time, or it would be said just to me, and I would tell her, "Let's talk about it tonight when Daddy gets home." If she brought it up again that evening, we'd talk about it. She never did.

Until last night.

We were at a community-wide worship service and she approached me during one of the songs. She looked like she was crying a little bit, and I asked if she was OK.
"I want to give my life to Jesus," she said.
I responded with, "Go tell Daddy," to which he responded, "We'll talk about it when we get home."
On the way home I was talking to Allen, and said I was going to get right in my car and go to the grocery store while he put the kids to bed.
In a little voice form the backseat, "But we need to talk about that thing!"
"What thing?" I asked, knowing full well what she meant, but needing her to say it.
"Me giving my life to Jesus," she said.

And so we did.

We asked her what she was thinking, feeling, why tonight, was it a song, something she heard, something someone said?
"I just felt in my heart like God was telling me it's time to give my life to Him."
This was different.
She had never articulated it like that before.
There had never been emotion behind her words.
She meant it.

So we prayed.
We listened as she shared her heart with her savior.

And now my daughter is my new sister in Christ.
Welcome to the family, sweet girl.


Monday, October 20, 2014

IF:

I participated in something pretty great last week. IF:Table.
The IF: movement is something that has transpired from the heart and mind of Jennie Allen, a writer and speaker, among other things. The goal is to "equip and unleash the next generation of women to live out their purpose."
I was invited to attend a home simulcast of the first ever IF:Gathering in Austin earlier this year, but Allen was out of town at a speaking engagement and as much as I would've loved to hole up for the weekend with some ladies, the cost of a 2-day or even a 1-day-all-day babysitter was not part of the budget, so I sat that one out.
So, while I haven't been directly involved with this amazing ministry that's been gaining momentum over the last year, I've definitely been aware of it. I actually tried to get a ticket to the upcoming February IF:Gathering in Austin but it sold out in 2 HOURS! What?!?
Is this real?

So, on the heels of weeks of blogs about friendship and that whole thing, imagine all the feels when I checked my email a few weeks ago and found an invitation to an IF:Table.
Really?? An opportunity to sit around and eat and chat with 5 other women for 2 hours?
And then do it again? Every. Month.
Uh, yesplease.

And so we did.

We sat.
We ate.
We laughed.
We were honest.
We talked about community and weakness and delighting in the Lord.

Some of the ladies I know well, and some I'm only just getting to know, but they're all sisters in Christ, and we're all 6 of us flawed and real and wonderful.

Thank you, IF: for challenging and equipping us to come together in our places. Thank you for blowing wind into our sails.

Check out IF: and all their fabulousness HERE.



Tuesday, October 14, 2014

Vacation All I Ever Wanted

We just returned (last week) from our family vacation to Virginia/DC and had such a great time!! We had never been, so we crammed as much into that week as we possibly could.
We started with a couple of days in Colonial Williamsburg and Jamestown. We're studying that period of time in history this year, so the kids loved seeing history come to life in the costumes and reenactments of the pre-revolution years.













Next we headed up to a town in northern Virginia near DC to stay with Allen's cousin and his wife. They moved up there about a year ago, and it was great to see them and hang out for a few days. They did a great job tour guiding us around the city. There's SO much to see and do up there, there's no way to hit it all in one vacation, but we saw everything on our list, and made another list in case we ever get to go back!

Something that really struck me while we were there was the beauty and detail of the architecture. The fact that it was all done by hand so perfectly and with such attention amazes me. I read a statement somewhere recently about the irony of the Capitol, our country's symbol of freedom, being built by slaves. Seeing the houses for 'the help', the slave quarters, and the war memorials gave me a renewed respect for the thousands and thousands of people that served our country some by choice, and some not. Their fingerprints are all over that city, and the city is more beautiful because of them.









We hold these truths to be self evident: that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their creator with certain unalienable rights, among these are life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness, that to secure these rights governments are instituted among men. We solemnly publish and declare that these colonies are and of right ought to be free and independent states...and for the support of this declaration, with a firm reliance on the protection of divine providence, we mutually pledge our lives, our fortunes, and our sacred honor.
-Thomas Jefferson



Thursday, September 25, 2014

Nine Secrets Your Pastor's Wife Wishes You Knew

I will be taking a break from blogging for a few weeks to rest and regroup. Today I want to share this little nugget with you.
This is a blog entry from Shattered Magazine that I've reposted with permission from Rachael Jackson, the Founder and Editor in Chief of the Magazine.
I would love to hear if there's anything on here that you disagree with or really relate to. Or maybe there's one you'd like to add??
Give me some feedback.....

She’s always there. Sometimes in the background, sometimes with a welcoming smile up front, sometimes noticed and appreciated, sometimes being silently judged. Your pastor’s wife; the powerful force behind most church leaders often perceived as a mystery by the rest of the church. It doesn’t have to be that way.
What if we just asked our pastor’s wife to candidly, honestly, even anonymously share some of their secrets? What if we invited them to share their hearts and tell us what they wished the church knew?
I posed a simple, open ended question to a panel of pastors’ wives in different states, from different denominations, with various years of service, “If you could tell the church a few things about your role as a pastor’s wife, what would you say?”
The women selected are the wives of music ministers, children’s leaders, senior pastors and youth pastors. Some of them serve in churches with large staff and even larger budgets, others in newer church plants, and even some from old and barely surviving congregations. Despite such different backgrounds, their responses were strangely similar and in several cases, almost identical.
I’ve sat for coffee, exchanged emails and had lengthy conversations with many who freely shared their secrets with me in exchange for the promise of anonymity. What follows is a condensed collection of their words.
1) “I wish people knew that we struggle to have family time.”
There was one common response that I received from every single pastor’s wife. Every. Single. One.  Over and over again, many pastors’ wives shared numerous occasions where planned vacations had been cut short (wouldn’t that be hard?). They told me tales of family evenings being rearranged for crises of church members, middle of the night emergencies and regular interruptions. A true day off is rare; even on scheduled days off their husbands are essentially on call 24/7.
2) “Almost every day I’m afraid of screwing it all up.”
They don’t have it all together. They battle many of the same issues every other woman battles: marriage issues, extended family difficulties, sickness, finances, children who make poor decisions, fear and insecurities. Some seasons of life are obviously harder than others; but remember, ministry wives are not Wonder Woman with special powers. Please have a little mercy and extend grace.
3) “Being a pastor’s wife is THE loneliest thing I’ve ever done and for so many reasons.”
Personally, I think this is surprising to many (it was to me). Several ladies shared the difficulties of finding friendships that are safe, being looked at (or treated) differently and even the desire to be invited for an occasional ladies night out. One woman shared, “Invite us to something just to get to know us. We like being known.” People in the church often assume that the pastor’s wife is always invited and popular. In reality, for whatever reason, many ladies fear befriending them. On Sunday mornings pastors’ wives are often sitting solo and those with children are essentially single parenting.
4) “It is okay and welcomed to have conversations with me about things that do not pertain to church, or even Jesus. There I said it!”
They have a variety of interests. Believe it or not, many pastor’s wives went to college and had full time careers before becoming “Mrs. Pastor’s wife.” They have hobbies, likes and dislikes, and though they often serve beside their husband, they are individuals with their own unique gifts.  Do not make the mistake of assuming your pastor’s wife has the same personality as their husband. One wife shared that as newly weds when they announced their engagement people regularly commented on how good of a singer she must be (because her husband to be was a music minister). When she shared that she sounded more like a dying cat than an elegant song bird the shock on their faces was evident.
5) “Sundays are sometimes my least favorite day. Wait– am I allowed to say that?”
Sundays are hard. And long. And there is no rest. To a pastor’s wife, Sunday means an early morning of rushing around to have the family ready in their “Sunday Best.” Although you may not see your pastor’s wife on the platform, rest assured, Sunday is equally tiring for most (all) of them.
6) “It’s hard to not harbor resentment or to allow your flesh to lash out at members who openly criticize his ministry.”
They hate church criticism more then anything. It’s hurtful. Offensive, and yes, it’s very hard not to take it personally.  It is one of the most damaging things they witness regularly inside the church whether it be through emails, social media or gossip. They wish people understood how serious God’s word speaks on the danger and power of our words. And how much it injures the pastor’s family.
7) “Please don’t look down on me or assume I don’t support my husband just because you don’t see me every time the churches doors are open.”
Most wives are not paid staff. They are wives, mothers, and some are employed outside the home and need to be allowed the freedom to pray and choose ministries they feel called to.
8) “I wish people knew that we taught our children to make good choices, but sometimes, they don’t.”
Jokes about pastor’s kids should be avoided at all costs. The risk of rebellion in a “preacher’s kid” is no secret. They aren’t perfect, and never will be (are yours?). They have to learn to walk in their faith just like other children and need encouragement and love to do so. Again, extend grace.
9) “What I can tell you is I have been blessed beyond measure, I have been given gifts, money, love and prayer, so much prayer… by so many.”
They love their church and understand the role comes with special challenges and special blessings; it is fulfilling and brings them great joy.
One Extra Thought
Though it was not a common response, there was one that stood out. The top of the list of one seasoned pastor’s wife simply read, “I deleted my number 1.” Some secrets are so difficult to share, even the promise of complete confidence is not enough to bring them out.
These Godly women have something they want us to know and as a body of believers working together towards the same goal I think we might gain a better understanding of how to appreciate our leaders by listening. All of these responses point to a singular truth. Your pastor’s wife is a human being that desires to be known, just as you do.