Monday, August 24, 2009

Turning your Mess into a Message...

Excerpt:
How long, O men, will you turn my glory into shame?” (Ps. 4:2). These blows aren’t random or incidental. They strike directly at some part of the heart, turn the very thing God created to be a source of celebration into a source of shame. And so you can at least begin to discover your glory by looking more closely at what you were shamed for. Look at what’s been assaulted, used, abused.
As Bernard of Clairvaux said, “Through the heart’s wound, I see its secret.” Let me put it this way: What has life taught you about your God-given glory? What have you believed about your heart over the years? “That it’s not worth anyone’s time,” said a woman. Her parents were too busy to really want to know her. “That it’s weak,” confided a friend. He suffered several emasculating blows as a boy, and his father simply shamed him for it. “That I shouldn’t trust it to anyone.” “That it’s selfish and self-centered.” “That it’s bad.” And you . . . what have you believed? Those accusations you heard growing up, those core convictions that formed about your heart, will remain down there until someone comes to dislodge them, run them out of Dodge.
(Waking the Dead, 118)
My pastor once preached a message title, "Turning you mess into a message." Months later I am finding myself thinking on this parituclar subject. I was at a conference last week and the minister spoke on "The manifestation of the sons of God." However she spoke on that verse in Romans 8 from a different perspective. Allow me to share just a few words from the message with you, please know that these were what I got from the message, not necessarily what she said verbatim. "Look at the area where you've been attacked the most in your life, that's where your destiny/glory is." You may say well what does that mean? Let me paint a picture for your mind. Imagine a young girl, all her life all she's ever dreamt of doing with her life is to sing. She would sing in the garage when she gets back home from school. In her mind she wasn't just singing in her mother's plain garage, she was singing before thousands of people. As she grows older, her parents and others around her try to discourage her from pursuing her dream of singing. By the time she's in college, singing is not something she really sees as her glory but rather something she does on the side. Boyfriends, and so-called friends ridicule this gift and say, "if you really want to sing you should do this and do that." They mock her voice and never really validate or support her dream, her glory.
It is my hope that as you read this today, that if you've been in that girl's shoes, you don't let anybody tell you you're not all that. It is only because the enemy knows the treasure that is on the inside of you that he uses those to whom you look for validation to discourage you. Discouragement means to loose heart. Once you lose heart you lose passion and when passion and zeal are lost there's nothing else to live for. So get up and manifest as the glorious child of God that you were made to be.

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

What makes your heart race?

Before I dive into today's thoughts, ponder on this quote:
"Do you know that if you become a favourite of God, he will make excuses for you” said P.E (Pastor Emeka). -Pulled from: http://babajidesalu.wordpress.com/

Have you ever thought about what makes your heart race? Like something that you enjoy doing so much that when you think of it you get excited like a kid in a candy store. There are passions and dreams that I believe each human being has to make an impact on humanity. They're like our fingerprints; long after we're gone, generations after us will see them and will remember us. When I think of people like Michael Jackson and C.S. Lewis (both very different characters I know) I can only imagine the amount of passion that was in them. I think of someone like Billy Graham, Maya Angelou, Mothe Theresa, and all the people who have left a mark on us. Of all of them I think of Jesus Christ who left the greatest mark of all. God gives us all passion and He wants us to discover them and use them for His glory.

I have found that it is okay to not know what our passion is initially. Maybe we're restrained in some way, by our obligations to our family and society. Sometimes it takes not knowing and just jumping into the unknown to reconnect you with that moment in eternity when God put your very own dream inside you. Eccl. 3:11 says, "....God has set eternity in the hearts of men." I believe this verse is saying that God put a question about our purpose and passion in our hearts so that we can then turn to Him for the answer. So if you find yourself in that place of asking what am I really passionate about? You're in a great place.

For me, I knew a bit about my passions. As a little girl I always wanted to sing. I would stand in the garage of my house and sing my heart out, most of the songs were little made up songs. I jumped at every opportunity I got to sing in a choir. Once my father asked me what I wanted to study in school and I told him music. He laughed and said I can always do music later but he wants me to find something more professional. Looking back now, I wonder what may have happened if he had agreed with me. Yea, I can only wonder. So I went on to study Computer Science at the university. Was that my passion? No. My passion remained music. There were times I lost focus but it was always there, drawing me gently. It still wakes me up at night and trails my every step.

Is that my only passion? No. I have just disocvered that I also enjoy writing. School made me hate writing; all the restricted topics and grades just sapped the fun out of writing for me. But now that I'm out of school, I get to write when I want and how I want. I don't have to worry about a teacher snobbing my work. For me it is a way of expressing myself. Sometimes something really good happens and I just want to run to my journal and scribble or run here and let it all out. What I'm going to do with it I'm still working it out with the Lord of the Universe. One thing I'm certain about though is that I am more than grateful for giving me passions that make my heart race.