Don’t Miss the Moment

There is a family in our small group at church who was in a terrible car accident last month. Four children were in the car with their mother on an average Monday afternoon and the 5-year old boy (the only biological boy) died.  The two oldest daughters still have a long road ahead. I think anyone with children can imagine that mother’s pain. A mom’s worst nightmare unfolding…we’ve all had that thought and wondered, would you be okay if that happened? In the midst of this terrible tragedy, I have never seen Christ shine like he has in this family and in our community. I have never been more confident in Hebrews 11:1 “faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see.” This world is not all we have.  Jesus has called little Micah home and all of this will be restored.  One day.  His ways are higher than ours and He is good.  All the time. We can’t see it yet, and it doesn’t make sense now, but we are sure of what we hope for…that Christ conquered death and we stand firm in our living hope that “He will wipe away every tear…there will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain.” (Rev 21:4) God is being glorified through this family and I have never seen so much love poured out by friends and complete strangers. I don’t think there’s a person in our city who hasn’t been touched by this and who hasn’t responded in some way.  The mother, Ryann, spoke at the funeral/”celebration of life” about hope in God. It was one of the most amazing testaments to Christ I have ever seen. The link to the story of the celebration of life is here.

http://blog.al.com/breaking/2014/05/even_in_preschool_5-year-old_h.html

The death of this precious boy has stirred something in me on a personal level than I wanted to share. Something ugly in me that has been released, confessed and that Christ is transforming for his good. Thank you Jesus and thank you Micah for what you have exposed in my heart. The last time I saw Micah was when his mom had brought him and his younger sister to play. It was his first and only play date at our house. His sister is my daughter’s age and they played together while Micah looked for something to do. Our house isn’t exactly equipped for 5-year-old boys. Then, he saw it. The only riding toy we had. A red car. He got on it and took off, from one end of the house to the other as fast as he could. Until he found the dining room table. Then he ran the red car into the table. Over and over. When my husband called to tell me he had passed away, I was sitting on the couch, dining room table in front of me. No words for how I felt. I broke down in tears and wrote this letter.

Dear Micah,

You are in heaven now. With Jesus. God made you in His image. He made you lively, precious, all boy…you came over and you drove that red car into my dining room table over and over…and in my heart, I did not have joy that you were in my home…and now you’re gone…forever. And in our one encounter on this earth, I was more worried about my dining room table than getting to know you, to touch your face, to talk to you…now I look at that table and want to throw it out the window. My heart…it’s dark, Micah…and all I can say is…I’m sorry. I’m so sorry for my desire for control, for in the box, for neat and tidy…I’m sorry that you never got to see the joy Jesus has given me by saving me…you didn’t see Christ in me and I only passed by you…once. Tell that Jesus who you are with … tell him I am so sorry…tell him to help my dark heart….to help me let go and love people like he would. I’m throwing this stuff that ties me down away…this world is so fleeting…Jesus, will you help me? Micah, I’d love for you to come back and drive that red car all over my dining room. But you can’t. So in your honor, I’m asking Jesus to open my eyes to who is in front of me each day and help me see them as he does and love them as he would. And please, Jesus…take extra special care of Micah.

Love,

Katie

This life is a breath. A breath!!! Like many people in my path, I would only pass by Micah once. How many “dining room tables” do we hold onto in life when God’s children are right in front of us? Can we agree that we have things that keep us from receiving love and loving big? Things like control, fear, shame, secrets, expectations, grudges….can we please ask God to help us shake them off? And open our eyes to His children who are in our path every day?

I heard a sermon recently about being free. About how we will spend thousands of dollars to go to Africa to see wild animals. We’ll put it on our bucket list. Yet, there is a zoo down the road with the exact same animals. Why go to Africa? Because something in us wants to see God’s created things living the way they were created to be. We want to see them in the wild, living free. God, I desire to live as you designed me. Not as a zoo animal caged up. I am positive God didn’t create me to protect a dining room table. And that He created children to want to run and play with nothing in their way.

God has used Micah to unleash in me a freedom to let go and love big. I pray each morning, “Lord, give me your eyes for today and each person in my path. Help me to walk in the Spirit.” My path has not changed, but HE has changed the way I see people in it. Wow!!! I have put down my phone, stopped racing a million miles a minute toward my agenda, looked at people’s faces and asked “God, give me your eyes. What is YOUR agenda for this person and how can I help?” Pray that prayer and watch what God shows you! Pray it in an elevator and break the silence!

God has answered this prayer daily.  He particularly answered it in the Target parking lot in a way that blessed my socks off. I was with my daughter with our cart full of groceries. We were headed to the car and saw a man sauntering toward us with a sign. Typically, I would run from a man like this. No time for this. Will he hurt me? My kid is with me, we gotta go. But not this time. “God give me your eyes for how you see this man.” God cares for the lost. He makes that clear over and over in Scripture. This man was lost. I made eye contact as he walked toward us and motioned him over. He held a sign that said, “I am deaf. Please help. I need $1.” I asked his name. He motioned he could not talk. Of course, he was deaf.  I reached out my hand and placed it on his shoulder and told him I was going to pray for him.  As I began praying, he leaned in for a hug.  A big, warm, sincere, messy embrace. He hugged like he needed a hug. He couldn’t hear me but I held Him and prayed for Jesus to heal him and for him to know the love of God and I told him how in heaven the deaf will hear and blind will see.  He just looked at me as I spoke.  His eyes were blue and beautiful, full of love and tears. He was hurting and very sincere.  Mary was right there with us.  I gave him the cash in my wallet, just $2. He said goodbye and pointed to the sky, then his heart, then me and nodded and left…it was like a hug from God.  

My friend Liz reminded me that Micah’s brother, roommate and best friend (his adopted brother, Asher) is deaf. She reminded me that one of Micah’s closest relationships while he was here was with a deaf boy and that he had a heart for the deaf too. She suggested that perhaps when the man pointed to the sky, then his heart, then to me…when he said “God loves you,” perhaps he also said “Micah loves you.” Thanks Micah. Thanks little buddy. Thanks for teaching me not to miss the moment. And reminding me I wasn’t made for the zoo. I love you, too. I love you, too.

 

 

 

 

The Battle Before the Battle

Lord, thank you for breaking my heart for what breaks yours. Please mobilize me. When Jesus saves us, He gives us a new heart. The brokenness of our fallen world breaks our hearts. What breaks yours? Is it orphans? Hunger? Poverty? Sex trafficking? What that offends your Father offends you to the core?

For me, my heart breaks for women. For the lies that come at them telling them they are unworthy. Unworthy for their past mistakes, unworthy because of sexual sin. Unworthy to be the beautiful bride God sees them as. Women are hard on themselves and on each other. Satan wants to get to them before they get married because he hates seeing them as a bride. He pits them against each other because can you imagine if women banded together in unity and encouraged each other instead of tore one another down what a powerful force they would be for God’s Kingdom? I have prayed for many women who have been vulnerable with me in the past week. Different stories, but same hurt and Healer. I see one word on their faces…unworthy. Hurting eyes, subtle lies. It breaks my heart. I want to hold their faces in my hands and tell them they are beautiful, loved and not dirty. That they are a princess, daughter to the most high King, washed clean and new. My friend Katie gave me a verse that summarizes it; Lam 3:51 “what I see brings grief to my soul because of all the women in my city.”

As people who love Jesus, we all have things that tear at our heart strings…and because of His great love for us, we desire to share that love, that light, that healing that can’t be contained. The question becomes, what can you do to help be His hands and feet? How can you freely give that which you’ve freely received? And somewhere between that desire and the stepping out part, we can get tripped up. This happens to me every time before I share my story of freedom publicly or walk in obedience to what I feel God has called me to do. My mind becomes a battlefield before I enter the battle itself…

I think we can learn a lot from David in this. We talk often about David’s battle with Goliath, the heroic tale of little boy and the big giant. But we often overlook the battle that takes place before the battle. As we approach the giant who offends our God, there are two voices that come at us. One says, YOU ARE UNWORTHY to fight or even be at the battlefield. The other says, YOU ARE TOO SMALL. Both of these lies are Satan’s way at taking our eyes off the giant and putting them on us. We take our eyes off what offends our God and are paralyzed by what offends us. DAVID’S EYES ARE OFF DAVID. That’s not only what helps him defeat the giant, but it’s also what guides him past the traps that are set to keep him from stepping onto God’s battlefield.

David is not even a part of the army; he is a young boy who has stayed home to attend his father’s sheep. He is not old enough to fight yet. David’s father tells him to bring food to the battlefield for his older brothers and their commanders. When he gets to the battlefield, he sees the Philistine taunting God’s people and is deeply offended. He hears Goliath shout his defiance at the Israelites and asks “who is that man that he should defy the armies of the living God?” My Bible says that “David saw the Philistine as a threat to the coming of the kingdom of God into the world through God’s ways with Israel.” He was offended at what offended His God. He saw the big picture. He saw it from God’s perspective. This was unique about David. This is the warrior God chose.

Now the battle before the battle…

David’s older brother (the oldest) sees him and says “why have you come down here? And with whom did you leave those few sheep in the desert…I know how conceited you are and how wicked your heart is. You came down only to watch the battle.” Ouch. Ouch. Ouch. A character assault. This is downright mean. You don’t belong here. Your motives are wicked. YOU ARE UNWORTHY. This is from an older brother whose approval he probably sought. Someone who had perhaps been a lifelong bully in David’s life. Someone who would always be “bigger” in the unspoken rules of family dynamics. How many of us would have been so offended that we would have dropped off the food and gone home? We might have been so caught off guard by the meanness that we didn’t say exactly what we wanted to say and would have gone home to have imaginary battles with that older brother in our minds. Those where you say the perfect thing and throw in the zinger you’ve been wanting to throw in your entire life. And the imaginary crowd cheers! An offended David would have gone home to tend the sheep angry at his older brother. He would have lost sight of the true enemy. Satan’s bait is to get us offended. When we are offended we take our eyes off what offends our God. When we are offended, we are paralyzed warriors who lose sight of the real enemy and the God worth fighting for.

David overcomes this battle by simply turning away. He quickly deflects it without second thought. Wow. He goes onto Saul and tells him not to lose heart that he will go and fight. Saul says, “You are not able to go out and against this Philistine and fight him; you are only a boy.” Ouch. Saul says YOU ARE TOO SMALL. Can you imagine what it would be like to talk to a King? And have that King tell you that you are too small to fight in his battle? At David’s age I recall being very intimidated by people of authority, like my teachers, but this is his King. Wow. Would you even have the courage to say anything back? Have you ever been told you are small? You’re too little, you’re too young, you’re not equipped for this job. You can’t actually make a difference.

How many times have overwhelming statistics kept you from freely reaching out to one person in need? You’re too small to take on the cause of orphans, hunger, abortion. Your help is like a rain drop in an ocean. The problem is big, we are tiny in comparison. When our eyes are on us, yes, that is true. If David thought about how he stacked up against the giant, he would have concluded he was too small. Once again, David’s eyes are NOT ON DAVID, they are on God. We are small but we have a BIG God. A God who is always victorious and this is HIS battle, not ours!!! David’s confidence does not rest in the power of the his own prowess but in the power of the living God whose honor has been violated.

When is the last time you dreamed big? I mean REALLY big? A dream that would only be possible with God’s help? When is the last time you prayed big? Asked for the impossible? Sometimes our minds won’t even let us go there because somewhere along the way the world tells us it’s foolish, it’s hopeless. Maybe we can avoid failure if we agree to play small. Or to watch on the sidelines until that future time when we have grown.

But, the time is NOW. The giant is here. Your size doesn’t matter because this battle has nothing to do with you. You have a BIG God who is ready for someone with a big heart to trust Him. You are perfectly equipped by the finished work of the cross. The God of victory who has conquered sin and death lives in you and goes before you. You are seated with Him in heavenly realms. Do you know your position?

After David convinces Saul he can fight, Saul dresses David in his armor. The armor is heavy on the little boy and he takes it off. Jesus says “my yoke is easy, my burden is light.” Don’t fight the enemy with the armor the enemy wears. Fight with God and God alone. And, no one else’s armor will ever fit you. What an honor it would be to wear a King’s armor. David’s King is not of this world!! How foolish to the crowd it must have been for him not to wear armor. Surely some of them spoke up. I have a feeling David wasn’t listening to their voices. God tells us the only armor we need is Him. He gives us His heart for His battles and He reminds us that they are His. He just wants us to surrender and trust Him. When we get out of the way, we allow Him to be God. And when we finally get to the battlefield, we will always have victory because it’s His fight and He always wins.

David is an amazing hero on the battlefield, but he first had to overcome the battle before the battle. He had to shut down the voices that said – you’re UNWORTHY and you’re TOO SMALL. He didn’t let being OFFENDED keep him from fighting that which OFFENDED HIS GOD. An offended David would have been a paralyzed warrior. An offended Katie is a paralyzed warrior too. Fight off the bait Satan throws at you!! Get over being offended by people who may even, sadly, be on your side. There is a giant to fight if we can get over ourselves and keep our eyes on what offends our mighty God of angel armies.

There are many people who the Lord uses for His battles. There are just as many who never make it onto the field. I thank God for the ones who fought for me. For the ones who opened their homes for Bible studies, who took a stand at the lies the world has for women and moms. For my counselor at Choose Life, who gave up a bigger salary to help set women free from shame over their past. For the pastors, teachers and authors offended at the lack of truth in our current culture who had the courage to dedicate their lives to study and speak out….for Kelly Dorough, the first person I ever heard share a testimony with the courage to bring darkness to light and show me I had a story too and that it’s HIS…for Katie Wilson who lives her faith out loud and inspired me to write and not be silent. Thanks to all the Lord’s workers who fight that which offends Him. Thanks for making it to the field. You have made a difference to me and the difference is one that always moves forward to others.

To those of you on the sidelines right now (speaking to myself too), let’s learn from David. Let’s take our eyes off us and lift them up to our powerful and glorious God. God, may we band together and help bring freedom to the women of our city who are lost, who are oppressed, who are in need. May each person have courage to step into the work you have prepared for them. He’s asking us to join Him. He does the work; we just have to say yes. We’re on a winning team. We are worthy. And we have a big God.

In the words of David…(2 Sam 22, parts from MSG)


25God rewrote the text of my life
when I opened the book of my heart to his eyes.

29-31 Suddenly, God, your light floods my path,
God drives out the darkness.
I smash the bands of marauders,
I vault the high fences.
What a God! His road
stretches straight and smooth.
Every God-direction is road-tested.
Everyone who runs toward him
Makes it.

32-46 Is there any god like God?
Are we not at bedrock?
Is not this the God who armed me well,
then aimed me in the right direction?

47-51 Live, God! Blessing to my Rock,
my towering Salvation-God!
This God set things right for me
and shut up the people who talked back.
He rescued me from enemy anger.
You pulled me from the grip of upstarts,
You saved me from the bullies.
That’s why I’m thanking you, God,
all over the world.
That’s why I’m singing songs
that rhyme your name.
God’s king takes the trophy;
God’s chosen is beloved.
I mean David and all his children—
always.