Wednesday, May 23, 2018

The Dirt on Dirt


Have you ever noticed that when your kids tell you they washed their hands, they could mean a variety of things. 1) they didn’t really look dirty enough to wash so I wiped them on my shirt; 2) I ran them under cold water and wiped the grime on the towel; 3) you only said it twice and I know I have until the third request before you start screaming; and on and on goes the rational of a child with regards to cleanliness.

Before we jumped to scolding the filthy child let’s think about their age and abilities. When they are infants, we are more careful to want their hands to be free of debris because we know that hand will likely be in their mouth at any given moment. We don’t expect them to keep their own hands clean, because they are not able.

Likewise, from a spiritual aspect, we don’t make the decision to keep our hands clean as an infant. We don’t understand the concept of germs and disease. Just as we are born into a world of germs and debris that we do not fear because we don’t know the danger, we are born in a sinful state that has a deadly impact, but we don't yet realize the danger, so we are protected from it by the love of the Father.

As toddlers, they can’t reach the sink by themselves… or we don’t want them to… so we offer assistance and allow them to feel the water running over their hands and help with the dispensing of soap and the process of scrubbing.

In the toddler phase of our spiritual life, someone teaches us the difference between right and wrong and guides us to the Father, so to speak, to be “cleansed” by His grace. He redirects us away from the dangerous “dirt” as we become students of the Word of God and that is where we begin to learn to avoid the germs of sinful behaviors that are unpleasant to God and to others. This is not a time to scream and scold and punish for every speck of dirt we see on the one who is learning, but gently provide direction and warm soapy water to clear away what is harmful.

Now they have reached pre-school and need to grow more independent. Maybe we allow them to do it on their own, but provide supervision to set the temperature of the water, make sure they use soap and keep most of the water in the sink.

Spiritually speaking, in the pre-school era of our journey, we are beginning to recognize the dirt on our hands and know that we should wash… maybe not so much because we don’t want to be dirty, but because we have been taught that there are germs, known as consequences, if we allow the grime to stay. We can, with some guidance and instruction, discover where the scrubbing needs to take place and learn to wash it down the drain.

By elementary school we can tell them to wash their hands and then inspect them to see if they were compliant and send them back as many times as needed until we get the desired result. Some are not as bothered by the dirt as we would like them to be and they need more direction, more incentive to get rid of the dirt.

As we grow and learn more of who God is and who we are, we begin to recognize the need for cleaning ourselves. We are uncomfortable with the dirt and want to get rid of it. But there are some that just enjoy the feel of the dirt and don’t want to be told to wash it off. Perhaps this is where we, as parents and leaders of those who seem to have spiritually stunted growth, need to be showing the privileges, the joy and the peace of our life without that grime rather than focusing on the sludge we see on them. If they are to leave the sin behind it will most likely be as a result of seeing that there is something that feels better. It isn’t likely to be because we judge and scold and push them to walk away from the dirt.

As pre-adult and adult years come, we wash our hands even when there is no visible sign of germs or dirt. Before we handle food. After we handle food. Before we hold a new baby. After we touch something we assume unknown people have handled. Typically, nobody has to tell us to wash unless we have an unknown smudge of mascara or brushed up against something unknowingly and can’t see the telltale spot.

As we become sensitive to the Spirit of God communicating with our soul. We feel a conviction and a desire for something better, richer, fuller in our lives. It is difficult to explain and can’t be seen or taught, but something that is experienced. It is often described as an unheard voice or an inner draw toward God. We don’t want sin to be clinging to us, so as soon as we recognize it, we repent and accept the gracious forgiveness made possible through Jesus’ willingness to take the sin of the world upon Himself in the crucifixion. We surround ourselves with the kinds of friends that will warn us about the mascara or the spinach in our teeth because they care about us, not because they are perfect or feel the need to judge, but because we are on a journey together to find the path God has for us.

Is it any wonder that we symbolize the beginning of our commitment to follow Jesus with the act of water baptism? It is the representation of a life made new; cleansed by the merciful washing of our loving God who made us to walk in sparkling glory with Him.

Where are you on this journey? Can you connect with any of the “ages” of the child of God? Are you still oblivious to the germs, the sin that brings death? Are you still enjoying the feel of the mud caked on your skin and happy to annoy others who want you to get cleaned up? Perhaps you like to play in the water, but not to become clean. Maybe you simply enjoy the feeling you get as the water runs over you. You like to comply and follow the rules because it feels good, but you really don’t know what it means to commit to walking with Jesus. Can you see the dirt that clings to you? Have you been to Jesus for His cleansing? Are your friends the kind of people that will help you see what is ungodly in your life? Are you ready to tell the world that you want to be rid of dirt and pursue living a godly life with your hand in the hand of the One who made you for a purpose?

Have you demonstrated that desire with baptism? Baptism is a ritual cleansing that is practiced to demonstrate that we desire to leave the “dirt” of our birth, let go of the desire to achieve our own selfish desires, and follow the way of the spotless One who was without sin: Jesus, the Son of God. It is a practice that is symbolic of a changed life. It is the follower’s way of visibly claiming that we are at a turning point in life and ready to listen to the guiding of the Spirit of God and follow as He leads. Just like the washing of hands… it doesn’t keep you clean forever. You will still look at yourself at times and wonder how you got so dirty again. However, it is in learning to walk with Jesus that you will find yourself free from the deadly germs and disease that lead to death.

Wednesday, May 9, 2018

Why Can't We Be Friends?


Can you tell me who your child’s best friend is? They probably beg to go there and play or invite them to spend the night every single weekend. It’s not difficult to figure out who they enjoy spending time with. But do they have friends who are not good for them? Friends that are full of sass and disrespect? After a few hours together, you may feel that you have to reprogram your child and remind them that there are rules in your house and that is not acceptable behavior.
Here is a free tip for you…  But it will cost you time. If you have a child visit in your home, it is entirely appropriate to spend time with the kids while they are together. There is a strong possibility that the visitor has parents who are too busy to connect with their children and you may be the most influential adult in their life. The only way you know what is being said and done is if you make yourself available while that child is in your home. And, this can actually be beneficial all the way through High School.  Truly! Our youngest would get aggravated with his teenage friends because they didn’t want to go straight down to the basement to hang out or play games, but enjoyed visiting with us first. Having an adult who will take the time to listen… and I even enlisted their help from time to time… is so valuable to kids that rarely see or speak to their parents. And, trust me… it happens!
Now, if I were to ask you children, who is your mom’s best friend… or dad’s? Would they select a person who makes you a better person or would it be someone who pulls you down, makes you grumpy, stays out too late, stirs envy in you? Interesting how we feel like we need to protect our kids from certain families, but we think we are immune to the negative influences of others. Who are the adults in your life that make you a better person? Who is it that will not be afraid to challenge you when you are playing with fire or are being unkind to your spouse? Who will hold up the mirror in front of you when you are being ugly so that you can get yourself turned around?
I frequently see disciples of Jesus spending most of their social time with those who do not claim to be followers… and maybe don’t even believe that Jesus is the Son of God. Jesus wasn’t afraid to visit with the people who were desperately lost in their sin, but the people He spent most of His time with were the folks who wanted to grow and become more Godly. Mom and Dad, if you hope to impress upon your kids the importance of choosing friends wisely, consider who your friends are and who you spend the most time with. Do they make you better? Or do they drag you down?

Wednesday, May 2, 2018

Stop the Flow!


Say you’ve had a bad day. The kids were up most of the night and when they weren’t keeping you awake, your husbands snoring seemed to mock you in your sleepless state. You had to send the kids to school with no breakfast because you finally reached that coveted deep sleep when the alarm went off and you don’t even remember silencing it. The oldest, trying to help, got a brush stuck in the hair of the youngest and in all the rush, you dropped your toothbrush in the toilet. Today appears to go down in history as your favorite day to forget… and it’s only 9 a.m.

Fast forward to 8:30 p.m.  Even though the day started rough, it still managed to get worse! You finally get the last kid tucked into bed, you come downstairs hoping to see that, while you were bathing the kids, your husband noticed and tackled the dinner that was still on the table, complete with crusty spaghetti dishes, thanks to piano lessons, gymnastics and a soccer game all on top of each other this evening. But, instead, he noticed that Netflix had a new series you both wanted to see and he beacons you to come sit with him and, “Relax! You seem really tired tonight.”

The volcano in you that has been bubbling all day has now reached a level that can be contained no longer. You become hotter than hot, spewing molten words of contempt and frustration. Now lava and ash have taken over the living room that he thought was about to be your safe haven of much needed rest. How could he not see that you needed his help, not the next season of LOST? Never does it enter your mind that his intentions may have been good or that he possibly had a rough day and just needed to rest, as well. The man you promised to love for a lifetime has become the arch enemy of your weary soul and your weapons are poised and ready for battle. World War III is about to ensue.

Any of that seem familiar? There are several ways this can end. Most of them are less than admirable. But since I am the creator of the scenario, I get to choose the end. Your husband, though he would have been justified for a rapid fire response or running for his life in a court of law, takes the high road. He sees the need that eluded him before because he was truly looking for a way to help you unwind and relax after a hard day. He apologizes and gets up, hands you the control and starts on the dishes, refusing to let you help. When they are finished, he comes back to snuggle with you as you drift off into sweet slumber, feeling the warmth of his love.

Or how about this scenario. When you see him on the couch, smiling with the remote in his hand, you smile back and say, “That looks like a great idea. Would you help me get the dinner mess cleaned up so we can watch it together?”  What is the deal with women launching an attack when our man has no clue we are even armed? Why are we afraid to simply state our need in a sweet manner that isn’t accusatory? Why do we demand that they should be able to read our mind? Sometimes we feel like we could be a wife and mother with our hands tied behind our back and blindfolded, therefore, they should at least be able to use a little common sense to know exactly what we are feeling 100% of the time. Not Happening! EVER. Let it go and tell them what you need and save yourself a whole lot of trouble.

So, what do you think of my scenarios? What? A fairy tale, you say? I prefer to call it the love that transforms. The kind of love Jesus spoke of… the love that honors another above ourselves. It is the love we experience when we focus on giving what is needed rather than what is deserved.

Learning to move past the blunders and messes of our lives and the lives of those around us and respond with grace and forgiveness will take us to a level of living that turns drudgery into joy and difficulty into bonding experiences. Lavishing grace on someone else is not justifying their behavior, but allowing them to see love in action. What a difference we could make in this world if we let go of our expectations and embraced grace and forgiveness.

Lava is messy. It destroys lives. It demolishes homes. It causes irreparable damage. It just makes sense to stop the flow, rather than let it blow. All that anger that you want to spew in order to dole out a punishment for the pain you are feeling will never make anything better. EVER. Learn to show grace and forgiveness and realize that your fatigue or circumstances are never an excuse for ungodly behavior. Jesus will never look at you and say, “You should really let him have it with both barrels for that insensitivity.” It is not the way of love. Love conquers a multitude of sins. It is transformational. It is life-giving. So the next time you feel the lava begin to rise, remember to ask God to help you give what is needed rather than what is deserved.