Thursday, May 23, 2013

Pat Benatar Was Right.....Love is a Battlefield



Recently I took my daughter to her first concert for the worship band, For King & Country.  I'd never heard their music before so I decided to check them out on YouTube.  Well, HELLO and what a pleasant surprise: two Aussie brothers and they look like they just walked out of one of my romance novels.  I couldn't buy the tickets fast enough…..for my daughter of course. :-)
 
Well, a few terrible things happened:
  1. Edward Cullen’s top spot in my list of celebrity crushes has been threatened.
  2. I discovered that my daughter has unfortunately inherited my celebrity stalker tendencies. As displayed the night of the concert when she rushed the stage and then “photobombed” herself in the autograph booth.
  3. Their song, “Proof of Your Love” has tortured and plagued me ever since and this painful self-reflection and devotion is the result.   Here goes:
First off, this devotion was written for ME and it’s about ME.
It’s all about me, me, me…
And after reading this, none of you will want to hang out with me….
OK, now that I have warned you and got that off my chest…
Did you know that sometimes I feel like a big, fat, liar! Yep you heard me. I admit it.

Because you see it says in 1 John 4:20 (MSG)
If anyone boasts, “I love God,” and goes right on hating his brother or sister, thinking nothing of it, he is a liar. If he won’t love the person he can see, how can he love the God he can’t see? The command we have from Christ is blunt: Loving God includes loving people. You've got to love both.

Did you know that loving people is HARD! It takes work.  It requires me to sacrifice my energy, time, pride, will, and sometimes even worse my money!  Pat Benatar was right, “Love is a Battlefield” only sometimes we are not battling other people as much as we are battling our own selfish flesh.

Take for example the other night, I went over to visit a relative, with whom I have a touchy relationship, and I told my daughter, “Tonight I am going to be good. I am going to keep my mouth shut and not bring up anything controversial.  I am going to be loving and encouraging.”  After about ½ an hour, a touchy subject is brought up and what happens, word vomit! I just kept spewing and spewing. On the way home, I felt terrible, really devastated because I knew I blew it.  Why couldn't I just keep my mouth shut?  I tell my husband and daughter how terrible I feel and my daughter goes, “I know mom, I kept giving you the look - like what are you doing?”  I gave my daughter permission to kick me under the table next time. 

Here’s another recent example, I went to a great conference and it was all about love.  It was titled; All We Need is Love, which is great because I need MORE love.  I was hoping they would have a class on the “5 Love Languages” because I wanted to triple-check to see if mine was "words of encouragement" since I haven’t felt enough praise lately.   I debated taking one of my friends but she’s SOOO needy. She's really struggling and to be honest it's a little bit draining. And conferences are all about MEEEEEE. I wanted to be loved on. I wanted ME time.  I didn't want to share all that love.  So guess what happened at the conference, she kept plaguing me. All I thought about was my friend, how every message was perfect for her, how much I really missed her and how much fun we would have had.  It was terrible. She ruined my day and she wasn't even there.

And just this last weekend I managed to offend someone and I wasn't even trying. How terrible is that?  I made a comment that was misconstrued and I ended up hurting someone’s feelings.  Out of all three examples, this one was the most heartbreaking because I was completely blindsided by my offense. My heart literally felt a stab of pain because the words that came out of my mouth seemed innocent and in no way represented my heart.  So Lord, even when I think I have my act together I still manage to mess up!
    
It gets worse. Did you know Jesus says, “All people will know that you are my followers if you love each other”? John 13:35 (ERV)

LORD, why couldn't it be that people will know we are your followers if we go to church say, 80% of the time, or we memorize John 3:16 and maybe even quote it a few times.  Or if we put money in the offering basket when it passes by.  I know, how about if we bring Starbucks to that person who really gets on our nerves instead of just our BFF – shouldn't that count for something?

OK, OK God…How about if I just love my friends, but maybe only the ones that don’t bug me, annoy me, or worse ask me to baby sit? That sounds fair.   Because, you know, true friends know it’s all about ME, ME, ME.  Lord, shouldn't that count for something?

It gets worse! Did you know that God expects us to love our enemies?  I know, crazy isn't it? God, really, you want me to love the person that just hurt my feelings?  The one that just threw me under the bus?  The person that made promises they didn't keep?   How about just a Starbucks gift card? Shouldn't that count for something?

But no, this is what God says:
Luke 6:27-34 (MSG)To you who are ready for the truth, I say this: Love your enemies. Let them bring out the best in you, not the worst. When someone gives you a hard time, respond with the energies of prayer for that person. If someone slaps you in the face, stand there and take it. If someone grabs your shirt, gift-wrap your best coat and make a present of it. If someone takes unfair advantage of you, use the occasion to practice the servant life. No more tit-for-tat stuff. Live generously.Here is a simple rule of thumb for behavior: Ask yourself what you want people to do for you; then grab the initiative and do it for them! If you only love the lovable, do you expect a pat on the back?
These verses are HARD!  Because you know what my first response is when I get hurt, angry, or I feel unappreciated.  My pride rears its’ ugly head and I shut myself off.  I run and hide.  I tell myself, “Yolanda, have zero expectations and you will not get hurt. Stop doing for others because they don’t reciprocate.” 

One thing I learned at the conference is that when we lash out or react badly it’s because what is spewing from our mouth is what we have harbored in our hearts.  If I am angry, hurt, or bitter then it is going to come out in my words and actions.  I can try to restrain the ugliness by pure strength of will but I am not strong enough. And you know what, I’m not meant to be.  God knows I am not capable of loving my friends, much less my enemies, on my own. 
Matthew 19:26 (CEB)   Jesus looked at them carefully and said, “It’s impossible for human beings. But all things are possible for God.”
 The day after the family incident, I am taking my daughter to school and I am playing this song, Proof of Your Love, on repeat.  My daughter goes, “Mom, why are you listening to this song over and over after last night?”  “Because”, I told my daughter,” this is my heart’s desire.  I don’t want to spew hate anymore. I don’t want my flesh to win any more. I need this song to speak to my soul and to convict me!”   

 The good news is that I am not a liar! If I look back on
1 John 4:20-21 it says:
 If anyone boasts, “I love God,” and goes right on hating his brother or sister, thinking nothing of it, he is a liar.

When I mess up, I am heartbroken. It weighs on my heart and spirit.  I don’t consider it nothing.  I consider it sin.  But what seems impossible and overwhelming to me is really possible when I have God’s Spirit dwelling in me.  Romans 5:5 says, “God’s love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit.” God knows we need His love overflowing our hearts in order to share that love with others.  And when we love people through the power of God’s Spirit that love looks and feels just like Jesus’ love (1 Timothy 1:14).  How awesome and life changing is that.

A ministry leader once lovingly told my sister and I, after investing herself for years as our mentor, that it was time for us to stop ONLY receiving and to start sharing and teaching.  She told us that if God continued to pour into us, but we didn't pour out than we become stagnate water, like the Dead Sea. Nothing grows or lives there. You see God designed and intends us to invest ourselves in others. And because loving people like God is a sacrificial act of obedience sometimes it is going to feel like it literally drains us of everything we have. 

So if you feel like me sometimes, like your love tank is empty and you have nothing left to give, it’s time to fill it up again. Some of us are going to have to stop and fill our tank daily, hourly, and on some very bad days it will feel like every minute.  But expect to get empty again every time you invest love in others.  That is what an abundant and fruitful life feels like (John 10:10).  And that is the kind of life God wants for us.  Some of you may be thinking, "Yolanda, I feel so empty that I don't even know if I can go any further."  Rest assured, God’s Word (Hebrews 4:16) tells us come freely and boldly to the throne our gracious God and He promises to help us in our time of need.
Psalm 42:8 (NLT) But each day the Lord pours his unfailing love upon me, and through each night I sing his songs, praying to God who gives me life.
Ephesians 2:10 (NLT) For we are God’s masterpiece. He has created us anew in Christ Jesus, so we can do the good things he planned for us long ago.
Lastly, I decided to share this devotion with you so that you can know my heart. So that when I mess up you will give me grace and forgive me.  Because unfortunately, I am still trapped in this human body until God calls me home and I am going to struggle.  But each day it is getting a little easier to stop beating myself up and remember that I was not designed to love others in my own strength.  When I feel myself reacting in the flesh, I am learning to turn to my Heavenly father who calls me His Masterpiece. I am still a work-in-process but I am getting there. I have made Galatians 6:9 my life verse and it is taped to my computer screen. "Let us not get tired of doing what is good. At just the right time we will reap a harvest of blessing if we don't give up."  This harvest of blessing will NOT come from people and that is OK.  God promises to give us HIS harvest of blessing as our reward for doing the good work He has called us to.

I hope by sharing my heart, I have encouraged you. GOD loves the imperfect.  He calls the flawed.  He uses the weak.  And He desires to use all of us as ambassadors of His love. We all received His spirit when we got saved but sometimes we want to tuck Him away where it is safe and comfortable.  But GOD’s Spirit does not want us to be comfortable nor does He want to be contained. He wants to make us uncomfortable.  He wants to raise us up, shake us up, move us beyond the safe zone and into the battlefield.      

So my prayer has become, “Lord, give me Your heart for others. Help me to see them as You see them. Help me to hear not only their words but also their hearts.  Give me wisdom before I speak so that I can speak Your heart.  Fill me with Your Holy Spirit and let my life be the proof of Your love.”

Love,
Yolanda





A special thank you to Bob Knight from the ImageZone for his continued help and encouragement on my blogging journey. http://www.theimagezone.com/

Also, a special thank you to Student Venture Ministries for all the time, love and discipleship training their staff devotes to young people seeking a relationship with Jesus. Your ministry was instrumental in my salvation and spiritual growth. http://www.studentventuretemecula.org/

Friday, May 10, 2013

Stressed? No Way....Not This Mom


This Mother's Day, I have realized two very important things. 1) No matter how old you are, you always want your mom when things get tough and 2) As women and moms, sometimes we can sweep things under the rug, like our health and emotional well-being, because we are too busy keeping up appearances that we are OK and we have everything under control.

Recently, I broke out in a very painful and irritating skin rash brought upon by stress.  Upon seeing this dreaded rash, my first instinct was to run over to my mom's house so that she could diagnose it for me (no she doesn't have a medical degree but moms don't need one) and then she'd make it all better by rubbing Vicks VapoRub on it. But I refrained from running to my mom because it was late at night, I am all grown up, and I should be able to handle this like an adult. So, I sucked it up and went to the doctor. The doctor asked me if I was under a lot of stress.  I said, "I don't think so? Just regular life I guess."  I wanted to blame it on my husband but if marital stress was the cause of this rash I would have broken out the day after the honeymoon.  I wanted to blame it on homeschooling but actually my daughter and I are coasting into the end of the school year.  So the cause of my stress is all me!

The only thing I can think of is that I have neglected my health (not enough movement and too many sweets) and recently I have had some emotional stress: like disappoints, hurts, typical "girl" stuff.  But instead of sharing my feelings, I have been internalizing them, trying to bury them, pretending that they don't matter.  I think I've watched the Twilight movie too many times because I was trying to act like Bella putting up my "shield" to keep out all the dangerous pain. Well, bummer, I guess I don't have super vampire strength because I was done in by a rash.

Normally, this kind of situation would send me into a complete panic attack where I would basically curl up into a fetal position because I am kind of a hypochondriac.  It is also not a good idea to Google images of rashes because that will just completely freak you out. Even my mom, who is awesome at comforting, has difficulty talking me off the panic ledge sometimes.  So, what really surprised me about myself is that instead giving in to the panic attack, I actually knew where to run to this time for comfort and healing. My whole being, body, spirit and soul cried out to my Heavenly Father.  I felt like the woman in the Bible with the condition of excessive bleeding who clung to Jesus' robe (Matthew 9:20).  I grabbed onto Jesus and I was not letting go.  Because ultimately what I realized this Mother's Day is that Jesus is my everything. In this life, people no matter how much they love us are just human like me and will hurt my feelings, let me down, they can't solve my problems, heal me, or give me peace.

Jesus is my:
Husband
Best Friend
Mother
Father
Healer
Comforter
Savior
MY GOD!

I know this rash is already healing and will eventually fade away.  The Bible says God works out everything for my good (Romans 8:28) so God is with me and I am learning to Trust Him - To Have Faith - And to Trust some more! 

So this Mother's Day, I don't want flowers, candy, or even jewelry.  I want more of Jesus.  I want His Holy Spirit healing power. I want to have Faith to move mountains even when they are just mole hills I have made into mountains.  I want wisdom to parent my daughter and raise her to be a woman after God's own heart.  My prayer for her is that when life gets tough she will know that I will do everything in my human power to help but that ultimately she must turn to God to help, heal and save her.  

So my beloved fellow moms, this Mother's day slow down, relax, prioritize your health, let go, don't bury hurt and pain.  The pain, even if we think are really good at covering it up and hiding it, will manifest itself. It may affect your health, your temper, or your patience level.  But it will most definitely rob you of your joy.  

If you're stressed, give your burdens to God. He can handle them and He is immune to itchy rashes. 
If you're hurt, give your pain to God.  He will fill you with His love that surpasses understanding.
If you are sick, give your illness to God. He is the Great Physician.
If you are angry, give your bitterness to God. He will not judge you. He will soften your hardened heart and give you a new heart filled with His love.
If you are depressed, give your sadness to God. He is The Great Comforter and will give you hope.
If you are lost, call out to God. He will find you and never let you go. 


Psalm 103:11-14 (NLT)

For his unfailing love toward those who fear him  is as great as the height of the heavens above the earth. 
He has removed our sins as far from us as the east is from the west.
The Lord is like a father to his children,  tender and compassionate to those who fear him.
For he knows how weak we are; he remembers we are only dust.

Happy Mother's Day.  
Love,
Yolanda