Thursday, September 13, 2018

The Observation of Sin- Galatians 5:13-25



Don’t you know that I am loving and faithful?” I literally see these words written down rather than hear them audibly, because God knows that I feel safest communicating through writing. This is my prayer project for week 2 of seminary. With eyes closed and heart as open as I know how, this written sentence is all I get from an hour of prayerful meditation in silence. The work of the Holy Spirit within me seems to be so simple and so slow that very little words of explanation are needed- which is frustrating. As I lay quietly, listening intently, I am keenly aware that my job is not actually to listen, but to cooperate with the revelation He is working out. Do I know that He is loving and faithful? Yes. But am I open to this truth, or do I turn my back to it late at night when I lay my head down at the end of the day? With this question I wrestle in silence with my breath as the only sound I hear. Do I turn from Him? Yes. Like a wife with no interest in the longing of her husband, I have often turned over and shown only my back to God when He has made advances towards me in the dark nights of my soul. Sometimes simply turning 180 degrees away from intimacy with the Holy Spirit has a more powerful and damaging effect than running miles away from it.
I meditate on Galatians 5:13-25, and I wonder about the places of autonomy within my soul that turn away from the faithful love of God even when He longs for me, the parts of my mind that wander from Him towards sin even in focused meditation. Paul was able to observe the reality of sin in a way that strikes a chord with me now, in this wrestling time of prayer-
16 So I say, let the Holy Spirit guide your lives. Then you won’t be doing what your sinful nature craves. 17 The sinful nature wants to do evil, which is just the opposite of what the Spirit wants. And the Spirit gives us desires that are the opposite of what the sinful nature desires. These two forces are constantly fighting each other, so you are not free to carry out your good intentions. But when you are directed by the Spirit, you are not under obligation to the law of Moses. 
To those stubborn places which represent the residue of my former self, I ask the question which I saw written by God’s hand to me: “Oh my soul, don’t you know that He is loving and faithful?” Yes, those autonomous pieces do know this, all to well, and so they resist and meddle and put up a good fight. Even as I meditate, my mind wanders away from Him to residual hurts and remaining pieces of shame, a sure mark of my broken humanity. I wonder as I read Paul’s words of wisdom, what is that space between my will and my character, that place where I consistently fall short of my own determinations? How is it that I can decide not to sin anymore, and yet am unable to stop sinning? It seems to me that is a critical space that fosters either grace or shame, depending on Who you follow...
19 When you follow the desires of your sinful nature, the results are very clear: sexual immorality, impurity, lustful pleasures, 20 idolatry, sorcery, hostility, quarreling, jealousy, outbursts of anger, selfish ambition, dissension, division, 21 envy, drunkenness, wild parties, and other sins like these. Let me tell you again, as I have before, that anyone living that sort of life will not inherit the Kingdom of God.
22 But the Holy Spirit produces this kind of fruit in our lives: love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, 23 gentleness, and self-control. There is no law against these things!
Today as I meditated it became painfully obvious- old habits of my broken humanity remain deeply rooted in my transformed heart. Things I would like to think are gone have simply gone underground for a while. In this way I find both love and hate, joy and despair, shame and peace, acceptance and regret, all the fruits of the spirit entangled with the powerful and potent residue of my old sinful nature. And in the midst of the entanglement, God spoke simple words of grace, “Don’t you know that I am loving and faithful?” Yes, Jesus. No, Jesus. My knowing is here but not yet, in part but not in full. And because I am an over-achiever, I want to throw all my sins out on the table before Him and say enthusiastically, “look, Father, let’s work on all of it at once!” And my Father smiles and gently puts them all back away except for one. Just one simple and well-worn sin which He places out in the sunlight, where it can be fully seen. And He smiles upon me, a kind and loving smile full of faithful grace.

Daughter,” He says, “just this one today. I only want to work on this one. This one goes deep.” And in this time of prayer I first feel ashamed for thinking on sins when I am supposed to be thinking only of Him. “My child, you can only know I love you just as you are if you allow me to love you just as you are. It cannot be any other way or you will not understand the depth of my love for you.” Then joy slowly starts to spread through my entire being as I realize that He is directing my thoughts so that I can know the places inside which still need His healing power. The places He wants to love but needs my permission to do so. I can only know He loves me in my brokenness if I allow Him to love me in my brokenness- He will not fully heal until He has allowed this lesson to run deeper than the roots of my age-old sins. In this way, my places of shame become live-giving channels of His grace.
So then, what if I simply engage with Him in the observation of my sin during this time of prayer? To look at my sin with Him, not in judgement or criticism, without shame, guilt or regret, apart from disgust or repulsion, but simply as a doctor might study the results of an x-ray or scan. Gathering information, collaborating about it, observing the sin as though it were not actually me but rather a foreign contaminant or unwanted invader that resides within me but is not a part of my identity. How can God treat my sin if He does not first discuss it with me as a doctor might discuss a diagnosis with a patient? The doctor would not shame the patient or tell her she is disgusting or command her to leave because of her disease- rather, the professional would discuss the matter simply and make plans to begin the defeat or removal of the problem. There should be no shame in the treatment of sin when one is in the presence of the Healer- and what better time than now, here in mediation, to diagnose a malignant sin problem that has been developing for 35 years? This has been the first time I have stepped outside of my sinful nature and observed it from the outside so that it does not define me at all. What if the observation of sin was an act free from shame and an opening to grace?
Don’t you know that I am loving and faithful?” He wrote to me. And I wrote back, “Yes, Jesus, forgive me for turning away.”
And so my only task in my time of prayer is to abide in the simplicity of His loving faithfulness as He completes a good work within me one single observation at a time, one step forward and sometimes two steps back, but always under the influence of grace. For one thing I am beginning to understand- the true children of God consume massive amounts of grace at every meal, which is three times a day and sometimes more if you are growing. Yes, though His words to me today were simple, they were all I needed to remember that re-walking the path of old sin is a slow and simple journey, and my only job is to be faithful to His process as He is faithful to me. My only need is to love and be loved by Him along the way. Old habits of broken humanity may be wedged deep in my soul from 35 years of wrong formation, and these pieces opposed my very core and hinder me from a more fruitful time of meditation with Him, but He has reminded me today that you can teach an old Christian new intimacy through the faithful power of His loving Spirit.
24 Those who belong to Christ Jesus have nailed the passions and desires of their sinful nature to his cross and crucified them there.25 Since we are living by the Spirit, let us follow the Spirit’s leading in every part of our lives.
Oh my soul, don’t you know that your Father is loving and faithful? Be sanctified one single broken piece at a time, and remember to be faithful to His loving process. The next time He reaches out for you, you do not need to turn your back to His embrace, for He wants all of you, even the broken places you try to hide. Do not be discouraged, oh my soul, even when in the midst of intimacy with Him you turn back to the residue of your old familiar brokenness, for you are loved just as you are by a Father who is faithful to sanctify you! He wants you to know, my heart, that He loves you just as you are right now, and while He is working to transform you, He would not have you in this moment be any other way, because here you can see that His love is eternally deep and wide and there is nothing you can do to lessen it. So don’t turn away- even if you do, His faithful grace will be just a foot away on the other side of the bed, watching your back with the longing of a husband who wants to cherish His beloved. Oh my soul, observe your sin with Him here, knowing He loves you today and will transform you tomorrow.
Amen.
Rebecca

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Thursday, September 6, 2018

Prayer Project: Buried Treasure


This week I spent my dedicated hour in prayer lying on my back very still, allowing the worry to rise up and away as I searched for the treasures hidden away inside my heart. This is grace in action- not moving a muscle, arms outstretched to both sides, feet straight down, making the shape of the cross. I don’t say a word but I observe my thoughts and occasionally sing a few lines from worship songs that I know by heart. These are the first words that come to my mind:

Matthew 6:21(NLT): Wherever your treasure is, there the desires of your heart will also be.

So I lie very still and search for buried treasure.


I find that I am holding onto three pieces of great worth: a desire to be seen, a need to be productive, and a longing to be understood. These treasures I have carried with me through the times of desolation and the times of consolation in my walk with God- they are always with me. They are my heavy idols, yokes of oppression. When I lie still in this posture of silent prayer, the Spirit gently leads me to these places of buried treasure and asks permission to reveal them to me just as they are, messy and vulnerable. Terribly honest.


When I think about 2 Corinthians 12, I consider how the thorn in my flesh is my desire to be seen, to be noticed by others. This is a constant motivator of my actions, even when they are good. This is the first treasure. In response to this desire to be seen, I then find my next treasure marked out in John 15, where I realize that I am like a stubborn branch trying so very hard to become a self-made vine. The identity I find in productivity is a treasure that defines my view of God in many ways. I want to be productive, and I want others to notice and praise the work of my hands. I want a respected name which I have made for myself from my own hard work. Ultimately, the greatest treasure buried in my heart is my longing to be understood by men. I want the actions from my productivity to be understood by everyone around me so that I can be affirmed. So when I read Matthew 11, I realize that there is a vast difference between my yoke and His. My yoke looks like a bag full of idols strapped to my back as I struggle up the tallest, steepest hill so that I can come out on top of everyone else, surpassing all expectations including my own. His yoke looks like rest, solitude, silence, abiding in His love with no expectations other than to love and be loved.


This revelation upsets the idol-cart of my treasures, and in an effort not to lose anything of great value I scramble to collect all the pieces of my deepest desires by getting angry, followed by a wave of anxiety. For the realization comes that all my striving for control is in vain, and my great treasures will amount to nothing if I don’t surrender them to Christ. I take a heart posture of vulnerable honesty and this is what I say to God:

Father, 
Today I have started grad school. This is the beginning of a new chapter. I am afraid to fail and excited to succeed. I need Your provision each day- I need emotional health, mental clarity and physical strength in order to fully dedicate myself to the work ahead. But more importantly, I need to continue to allow Your Spirit to work within me, especially within the bitter places of my soul where I still harbor resentment against myself and others. I need You to root out the cause of my broken intimacy and break apart the altars of my false idols. The places inside that strive for human recognition and praise, those are often the motivators of my productivity, and in this the fear, anxiety and depression gains access to my soul. I have a great weakness for control and a bent towards perfectionism. I have seen the signs of Your blessing even during the times of desolation- keep sending more. I believe in Your provision- forgive my unbelief. I need You every hour.

In my deepest honesty, I realize that there is a struggle inside of me today. I feel it as I lie here in silence with You. I know You already understand what I am wrestling with right now. I don’t want to drop any of my classes because I want to do them all. I want to be seen, I want to produce great things, and I want everyone to understand what I am doing! But if I am listening to my body, the anxiety inside my stomach says that taking three classes is too much. God! I am angry- I don’t want to surrender! But truth be told, I can only keep one syllabus inside my head right now. So I will drop two classes and just focus on one this semester- I will give myself grace, which is very hard. But there is still the cohort every Monday night at the Freedom Center, so I will still be going to a class twice a week even after dropping two of my college classes. Jesus, I come before You humbled. I need Your contentment and peace as I admit my limitations before You and before others- help me to see the blessing of knowing when to say no to my desires, my false idols of human motivators. Help me receive Your grace with joy. I still consider myself to be brave and smart, perhaps more so now that I can identify my limitations before they overwhelm me and cause relational destruction. I have learned this from the past. I surrender this lesson to You. Search with me through my storehouse of buried treasures deep within my heart. Amen.




And so, I conclude my time of prayer by lying still before God, allowing myself to be seen by Him without being productive or understood by even myself. I will trust that as I abide quietly in His love, He will restore what matters and remove that which oppresses my soul. I continue to search for buried treasure in places of solitude and silence- grace in action will lead me to still waters where I can count the cost of idolatry and surrender my oppression to Him. Grace in action will go on a treasure hunt throughout the vast landscape of my soul and bring back the pieces of my heart which had been lost to human error. In a posture of receiving I await His provision on bended knee, knowing my limitations and releasing my expectations so that His work can be done in me….

My studies have only just begun- hold me in prayer, friends, as I attempt to tackle this one graduate course with my best and humblest efforts in a posture of surrender to Him.

With gratitude for all my readers,


Rebecca

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