Thursday, January 5, 2012

Respect me not.

An inspiration has come upon me recently to recover an old lesson from my past. One that I'm sure troubles many up coming young Christians. Respect is becoming a lost cause in many households, and children are most often in the center of it. Sometimes they fall short being the respecters, but I'm targeting mostly on homes where there is a lack of respect for the children. Or, more precisely, a lack of loving nourishment and a lack of respect for those entering the adult world.  
There is a deep and sorrowful reality that child abuse is prominently present even within Christian communities. Less so, perhaps, then non-Christian homes. But the fact is that there are hypocrites in every category of God's commandments, including (and almost even especially) in the treatment and relationship parents hold with their children. Raising children is possibly the easiest job at which to screw up. 
Proverbs 22:6 reads "Start children off on the way they should go, and even when they are old they will not part from it." Its no question to us that it is a parents responsibility to raise their children. Of course, some don't even bother or have even been unable to due to other irresponsibly they lacked to uphold. And still, by miracle, there are children who come out of troubling homes and meet Christ. An outstandingly important part of raising your children is teaching them by example. But also, it is important to build a relationship with your child so that they want to follow you. For example, a child who sees their drug addict parent destroy his own life as well and sever the bonds of their relationship is less likely to follow in their careless father's footsteps. 

 "Fathers, do not provoke your children to anger, but bring them up in the discipline and instruction of the lord." 
Ephesians 6:4

Being a Christian child in a home where commandments of Christianity are not prevalent is extremely difficult. 
Most people know of the ten commandments, especially children. Very often, even in non-Christian homes, children are expected to keep one in particular.Exodus 20:12 is a direct command to children, "Honor your father and your mother, so that you may live long in the land the LORD your God is giving you." Something I thought on for years while dealing with my own father was how to establish a balance of respect. When I was young, I didn't need respect, I needed love. However, in my teen years I was becoming more independent and adult-like. I then needed respect in return. It worked out that my father wasn't the kind that I should follow in the footsteps of, like a Proverbs 22:6 dad should be. In fact, he derived much joy from making me angry. He was condescending, hurtful, and in a kind of lingering foul temper. He provoked me over and over, every single day. Being a strong willed gal, I was not only grieved by his behavior towards me, but I found myself loathing his vary existence. How could I, a saved young woman of God, respect a man of such despicable behavior? Faster than anything, does bitterness grow in the heart. 
At first, I thought that just holding my head up high and sticking it out was the most important part of dealing with my father. Respect was out the window. But it taunted me when I reread Exodus 20 only to find no list of exceptions to God's commandment. So how did the God of the universe expect me, His servant, to respect a man of no respect himself? 
I find that sometimes respect isn't always as we first assume. I couldn't earn his respect. It certainly isn't my job to raise him, nor could I if I tried. I wasn't getting anywhere. I couldn't teach him or just ask him to do better. In fact, if i did, it provoked him even further. That's when I realized something huge. With my particular father, "respect" looked like avoiding conflict. Though, I wasn't the instigator of our conflict, I could certainly help avoid it by eliminating the part of me that provoked him into it. Parents who do not understand their bounds and responsibly of raising a teenager can not be taught by their teenagers. Only God can mend their hearts. This does not excuse the teenagers of keeping the commandment that is directed towards them in Exodus. In fact, it just means they are commanded to give the hardest kind of respect to give. This kind of respect involves creating peace at all costs.
Sometimes, it could be submitting graciously to outrageously controlling parents by respecting their wishes without rebelling or overly complaining. Sometimes its creating a distance from a parent who sins against you regularly. When these disrespectful parents aren't doing their jobs, its the Christian teen's job to act as the adult. Seek council, dive into the scriptures, and do the right thing (not to mention, the hardest thing.) For me, I had to keep my distance as much as possible. To this day I still do. Can my father provoke me to anger? No. Do I find it easier to respect him when he's not around to disrespect me? Yes. 







Saturday, December 24, 2011

The Dryness and The Rain - mwY

First came a strong wind
Rippin' off rooftops like bottlecaps 
And bending lamp posts down to the ground
Then came a thunder
Shattering my window 
But you were not that strong wind 
Or that mighty sound 
That left the bar in shambles
The rabbit hutch in ruins
The split-rail fence splintered 
And the curtains torn
All the cows out from the pastures
Trampling on the pumpkins 
And the horses from their stables 
Ambling in the corn

Isa ruhu-lah 'alaihis-salat was-salam

I've flown unnoticed just behind you like an insect 
And I've watched you like a falcon 
From a distance as you passed
You swoop down to be nearer 
To the traces of your footsteps
To pick the fallen grain from the dirt 
Beneath the crooked grass
And I'm going to take that grain
I'm going to crush it all together 
Into the flour of a bread 
As small and simple and sincere 
As when the dryness and the rain 
Finally drink from one another
The gentle cup of mutual surrendered tears

Come on!

A fish swims through the sea 
While the sea is, in a certain sense
Contained within the fish! 
Oh, what am I to think 
Of what the writing 
Of a thousand lifetimes could not explain 
If all the forest trees were pens 
And all the oceans, ink?

Isa ruhu-lah 'alaihis-salat was-salam

Nastagh-firuka ya Hakam
Ya Dhal-Jalali wal-Ikram
Isa ruhu-lah 'alalihis-salat was-salam
Ya Halim, ya Qahhar
Ya Muntaqim, ya Ghaffar!
La llaha ilallahu, Allahu Akbar!


mewithoutYou

Sunday, November 13, 2011

Miserable People and the Faithful

Earlier tonight, I was battling within myself my current Deal family situation, then eventually to the boyfriend. My freight-train of thought brought up all kinds of less than pleasant memories of a past experience I had with them that was similar to the just-in news I got this morning about them. However, this time they aren't using 15-year-old LeeAnna. I wish it was the case and that it was me instead, just like before. I really do. On the bitter contrary, they are using somebody much less able to hold their own than myself. My soft-hearted introverted nine year old brother Benjamin has been made a spectacle of thanks to our 'loving, caring, and concerned' excuse of a family.
Perhaps you could say I'm be being a bit disrespectful when talking about my blood relatives. However, I'm not sure how much a a relative you can still be after 2 years of being ignored and irrationally disowned. I'm not bitter, I'm sad. They are a clump of very miserable people. Miserable people find success in nothing other than bringing others down below them, so that not only are they comparatively "less" miserable, but they are able to place the blame for their misery somewhere other than themselves. What's even worse is rich miserable people, because in society money comes with power.

Miserable people live to make other innocent people miserable.
The more power they have, the easier it is to make innocent people miserable.
Rich people have more power.
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:. Rich miserable people have more power and resources to bring down the innocent.
(Granted, I through in the variable "resources," but its still true.)

I cautiously approached the dead land of MySpace tonight, revisiting my old blog posts. I wrote one just before my grandparents severed our relationship. I had a serious infection at the time that I was having treated. It was difficult and honestly quite painful. But, you know, I was super duper wise back then and I wrote some pretty touching stuff. Okay, maybe not super wise. But as they say, when the goings get tough, the tough get going. Well, I certainly sounded brave, at least.

The note I wrote was about faith. But don't let the stereotypical Christian word 'faith' fool you. Faith is a very heavy serious matter. It can be the difference between life and death.

I'm going to recap some of the thoughts I captured in my old note here.

Hebrews 11:1 "Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see."
The New Testament book of Hebrews contains one of the most astounding compiled records of all time: a record of miracles that were the consequence of acts of faith.

"I have come to see that healing is a process, not an event." I was right to realize this. Miracles aren't always instantaneous. "May He clearly show us the right answers to our problems, so we my glorify Him in our resolutions!" Amen. Part of having faith in God is giving Him the glory for the miracles. What kind of faithful servant then points to himself after only his faith in God proceeded into a miracle. Why, that's not faith at all.

The fact that the faith of a mustard seed can move a mountain also reminds us that when that mountain moves its really not because of our great measure of faith. Our faith can't take credit. We can't brag about our great faith because we moved a mountain, for it will be obvious your faith comparable to a mustard seed was not what moved the mountain.

Faith isn't magic work. Its not just believing fundamental principles about God's existence and His creation. Its much more personal. And however seed-like it may be, it is a very important part of survival in a very sin-ridden world.

HEB 11:1 Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see.

ISA 26:2 Open the gates
that the righteous nation may enter,
the nation that keeps faith.

MT 8:26 He replied, "You of little faith, why are you so afraid?" Then he got up and rebuked the winds and the waves, and it was completely calm.

MT 9:2 Some men brought to him a paralytic, lying on a mat. When Jesus saw their faith, he said to the paralytic, "Take heart, son; your sins are forgiven."

MT 9:22 Jesus turned and saw her. "Take heart, daughter," he said, "your faith has healed you." And the woman was healed from that moment.

MT 9:29 Then he touched their eyes and said, "According to your faith will it be done to you"

MT 13:58 And he did not do many miracles there because of their lack of faith.


MT 15:28 Then Jesus answered, "Woman, you have great faith! Your request is granted." And her daughter was healed from that very hour.


MT 21:21 Jesus replied, "I tell you the truth, if you have faith and do not doubt, not only can you do what was done to the fig tree, but also you can say to this mountain, ..Go, throw yourself into the sea,' and it will be done. 22 If you believe, you will receive whatever you ask for in prayer."

LK 7:50 Jesus said to the woman, "Your faith has saved you; go in peace."

HEB 12: 2 Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy set before him endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.

HEB 13:7 Remember your leaders, who spoke the word of God to you. Consider the outcome of their way of life and imitate their faith. 8 Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever.

JUDE 1:20 But you, dear friends, build yourselves up in your most holy faith and pray in the Holy Spirit.

Friday, November 11, 2011

A Gospel Without Disclaimers- Too Simple to Accept (By my dear friend Ashley Parker)


I am under the impression that the reality of salvation is basic, so simple that it is difficult to accept- even so that long-time Christians and the wandering alike, cannot accept it without strings attached. This is why the gospel is so often preached with disclaimers.

By it's own nature, salvation is simplistic; "For whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved."- Romans 10:13

It goes against our mental capacity to think that one can be redeemed without pension, because we understand that any sort of redemption is birthed from pension.

When we live in fear as if it is still necessary to work away our pension, we spit in the face of the crucifixion, because that WAS our pension.

To work any further FOR our redemption apart from or in addition to our pension (which has been paid by Jesus) is madness.

Not to say that one should not live a holy upright life, but it should be done in order to work out one's salvation, but not in pursuit of attaining or "keeping" it.

"Wherefore, my beloved, as ye have always obeyed, not in my presence only, but now much more in my absence, work out your salvation with fear and trembling."

-Philippians 2:12

Note that working out salvation is not working FOR salvation. As Reverend Bruce Goettsche writes,

"Working out our salvation means that we are to bring our salvation to a practical expression."

Also aptly stated by hubpages Jason2917,

"By working out your salvation, you are not attempting to add anything to the finished work of Christ. But you are remaining attentive to His love and continually preaching the gospel to your own heart reminding yourself who God is and how He saved you."

"May the mind of Christ my Savior live in me from day to day

By His love and power controlling all I do and say.

May the Word of God dwell richly in my heart from hour to hour

So that all may see I triumph only through His power."

-Exerpt from "May The Mind of Christ My Savior", a favorite hymn. : )


By Ashley M. Parker (pictured there with me)

23 Days.


Its that time of year again. Dry hands, runny noses, flu bugs, tire changes, dead plants and little pieces or wrapping paper and tape stuck in the carpet remind me that it is indeed winter.
Really, in all honesty, there are aspects about winter that I truly enjoy. Sadly, I never really got the chance to enjoy winter in the past. I've always equated it with horrible happenings. This year, I have full hope that it will be a different story.

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

A Gate In The Wall

I haven't cried over you in so long
I thought I forgot about you
I knocked out walls and built new ones
With new stones and bricks, stronger than the ones you threw at me
Tightly bound with the mud in which my tears before now made
Mixed in with the dirt from my past
But those walls don't matter
My rainstorm doesn't matter
Nothing matters except that you are gone,
But not suddenly-
You were never there, your absence unyielding
I just imagined you would be like promises of you
But you can't build a wall out of promises
Especially ones that are never fulfilled
So why do my tears taste saltier still
Why do they trickle off the walls I've built between you and my happiness
You still have your grasp on me
You still have your unsaid promises
You sill have your blood in me, your anger in my head
Your imagery of hate, your grasp on what I love
You thick hands around my every hope
That you won't die a lonely man
And you won't let go
You'd rather lose it all
Die away in no promises
In no love
In anger
On the wrong side of the gate

Monday, October 24, 2011

John 16:33

John 16:33 “I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.