curve balls...

Tonight at FCA, Caleb shared about getting out of our comfort zones... we shouldn't be too comfortable. He touched on the curve balls thrown at us and why bad things happen to good people. All points often discussed in the framework of Christianity. And yet we still seem surprised when we see another curve ball.

I have a habit of sharing my problems with friends. I love to unload my drama and get sympathy or encouragement or answers... and then I love to find someone else to tell. I usually have friends that specialize in certain problems. Or I know which friend to pick if I want sympathy or accountability or someone who will kick someone's butt for me. Sometimes it's best to pick a friend who's been through a similar situation or knows the people or events involved. And sometimes it's best to pick someone who knows no one or none of it. When one friend doesn't tell me what I hear, I try another.

And then... occasionally... there are the situations when I feel like no one will understand. No one can or maybe no one knows how to offer sympathy or encouragement let alone answers. Sometimes curve balls send me right to my knees. I spend a lot of time crying out... asking the why's... fighting the anger... the confusion... the hurt... the unknown. I can't always hear God audibly encouraging me or feel him hugging me but I know he's there. Sometimes I'm convinced a curve ball or two comes my way as a reminder to hit my knees... first. I keep looking for the friend who can answer my cries and he's waving wildly trying to get my attention.

I have been comforted by the little things this week. A song... a prayer... a testimony... a verse... a book. No people necessary... just God.

Song of the week... Jesus Friend of Sinners by Casting Crowns

Jesus, friend of sinners, we have strayed so far away
We cut down people in your name but the sword was never ours to swing
Jesus, friend of sinners, the truth's become so hard to see
The world is on their way to You but they're tripping over me
Always looking around but never looking up I'm so double minded
A plank eyed saint with dirty hands and a heart divided

Oh Jesus, friend of sinners
Open our eyes to the world at the end of our pointing fingers
Let our hearts be led by mercy Help us reach with open hearts and open doors
Oh Jesus, friend of sinners, break our hearts for what breaks yours

Jesus, friend of sinners, the one who's writing in the sand
Made the righteous turn away and the stones fall from their hands
Help us to remember we are all the least of these
Let the memory of Your mercy bring Your people to their knees
Nobody knows what we're for only what we're against when we judge the wounded
What if we put down our signs crossed over the lines and loved like You did

You love every lost cause; you reach for the outcast
For the leper and the lame; they're the reason that You came
Lord I was that lost cause and I was the outcast
But you died for sinners just like me, a grateful leper at Your feet

'Cause You are good, You are good and Your love endures forever
...Oh Jesus, friend of sinners, break our hearts for what breaks Yours
And I was the lost cause and I was the outcast
You died for sinners just like me, a grateful leper at Your feet

laugh of the week...

I've been a little missing in action the blog lately which usually implies I've been working too much. When work gets stressful I need to remember things that make me laugh... Lately I've been grateful for the people around me who can keep me laughing. Sometimes we lose perspective and I want to remember it's ok to enjoy thing thing we call life!

I've had so many good laughs thanks to so many good people in my life... I'm guessing most of my funny moments wouldn't be funny to anyone else, but just know it is good to surround yourself with people who make you laugh... or can help you laugh at yourself!

P.S. Big Bang Theory always helps fill in the gap when no one else is around ha

now playing...

Sometimes music gives you the words you couldn't find...

Here are some songs I'm resting in this week (in no particular order)...

The Well - Casting Crowns
Be Still - The Fray
Here - Kari Jobe
Litost - The Ambassadors
No Light No Light - Florence + The Machine
Shipwreck - Lybecker

faking it...

Fortunately or unfortunately I'm usually pretty tuned into the issues facing our college students... at least at our college. There are a ton of things going on and some are probably causing others and I'm not sure we've really found the root of it all, but I know there are a ton of people hurting and a ton of people searching. Most recently, I have heard a number of concerns surrounding fakers.

What is a faker you may ask? Well my convenient dictionary.com source lets me know a faker is a "person who fakes." Brilliant I tell you! Really though... some definitions of fake: to make an imitation of to mislead others, to pretend, imitation intended to be passed off as genuine.

Seems pretty cut and dry. We should be genuine. We should be sincere. Sometimes we struggle when we want to be kind and are afraid our sincerity may be taken as unkind. Or perhaps we're afraid of confrontation or scared of being exposed and so we fake it.

Is it kind to be fake sometimes? Are we protecting our "friends" by talking badly about them behind their backs but joining them at the hip once they turn around? I might be alone, but I think it's more kind to hurt me to my face than behind my back.

I have a huge passion for people removing the masks. I think we would feel better about ourselves and feel more connected to the people around us if we could be genuine and take off the mask that we think helps us fit in. I also think we would feel better about out the people around us if we could be honest with them and share our heart not in an attitude of judgement or air of superiority, but of love and concern.

How we can be more real? How can we drop the fake... particularly with those close to us who we can't stop talking smack about?

1. Remove the mask. We have to be willing to admit our own flaws if we're going to confront someone with their flaws. This also means dropping the judgement, superiority... any ounce of attack has to be stripped from you.

2. Pray about it. Ask God to help you use the right words and ask Him to open the heart of your friend.

3. Ask questions. It's important to understand someone's motives. Figure out the why before you attack the who or the what. You may never agree with who they're dating or what they're smoking but I think we can't dig into any of it until you understand the why. Not to mention people usually buy in faster and more wholeheartedly when you can get them to fix their own problems without preaching the fix to them.

4. Be willing to choose your battles. Your best friend might not have chosen the best outfit today... Worth sitting her down for an intervention? Probably not. Worth talking about her behind her back? Definitely not. Sometimes we just have to know how to shut our mouths.

5. Be willing to walk away. In Matthew 18:15-20, Jesus is teaching about dealing with crap in the church.  He lays out some instructions on how to confront the people in our lives and at the end... when you've exhausted everything and it still doesn't work he says, "treat them as you would a pagan or a tax collector" which is particularly amusing to me since Matthew was a tax collector. I don't think Jesus is giving us permission to be a jerk when someone won't listen to us. I do think sometimes we need to be able to let go. I think it's better to have confronted someone and lose their friendship than to continue masquerading around with a superficial, fake friendship.

Let's be real.

"And this I pray, that your love may abound still more and more in knowledge and all discernment, that you may approve the things that are excellent, that you may be sincere and without offense till the day of Christ, being filled with the fruits of righteousness which are by Jesus Christ, to the glory and praise of God." Philippians 1:9-11 NKJV

laugh of the week...

The hype around the super bowl is a funny thing... The marketing has found a way to encompass both sports fans and non-sports fans through the high priced commercials and halftime show. Social media allows you to follow you the event nearly in real time through everyone's posts. It was a great reminder you can't please everyone when I had people loving Madonna and people hating her. I saw people praising the commercials and people complaining. I wasn't completely focused on any of it, but I've decided (and I realize I'm probably alone) the m&m's commercial was my fave... enjoy!

the cave...

It's Tuesday... and for nearly nine years of my life Tuesdays have been dedicated to FCA at Methodist. I was the nerd who e-mailed the Methodist FCA advisor when I was in high school to get more information on the group, but it was a group I felt comfortable with and thought might help my transition to college spiritually. My dad was already lining up phone numbers and addresses to southern baptist churches and I wasn't sure I wanted to do anything he suggested but FCA could be mine. I had led FCA at my high school and I felt like I fit there.

When I arrived at Methodist, I moved into my room in Weaver Hall and every time I went up or down the stairs, I passed the door to "the cave" where FCA met. At some point I convinced my roommate to go with me and the first Tuesday night we crept down to the basement not having a clue what to expect. It blew my expectations out of the water. I don't think we talked to anyone and as soon as it was over we scampered back up the stairs to our room, but we couldn't stop talking about it. The cave walls were painted black, there were couches and cushions everywhere and a band of students played worship music and yet nothing felt like church. During the last song, the lights went out and the walls and ceiling lit up with glow in the dark stars. Between the darkness... the stars... and the chorus of voices around me I couldn't stop grinning. As much as soccer drew me to Methodist, it was the cave where I fell in love.

The stars were a perfect way for me to get away from the distractions of the day... to clear my head and worship. I have such fond memories from the cave... and thankfully one video I will treasure forever.

When I came back to Methodist a few years later, FCA was in the process of out growing the cave and has since moved to a huge space ready to accommodate hundreds of students. Of course I still think we fit just as many students in the cozy cave, but evidently the fire marshal doesn't consider packing a hundred students into the basement a good idea. We're at the point now where none of the current students had the opportunity to experience the cave. I try to remember it's not about the building or the space, but I'm also determined to never forget my experiences in the cave. I grew so much there... as a Christian... as a person... and as a friend. I miss the cave.

laugh of the week...

This week's laugh is more than just a laugh... Pastor Craig Morrison shared the video with the congregation on Sunday and I thought it was hilarious with a great message.