Saturday, September 28, 2013

Rekindling a Neglected Passion

Before you get worried, this post is not about personal relationships in any way. I’m talking neglected passion in the strictly ‘something you used to do and love but don’t do much anymore’ sense. For me, that something is writing.

Now, you might be thinking, “Aren’t I reading your writing right now, though?" Yes, but this isn’t the kind of writing I’m talking about. I’m talking about poems, short stories, maybe even a full-length novel or two (if I can ever get them finished).

I’ve been a writer since I was a little kid, when I was constantly creating new characters and storylines, some of which I put on paper but many more that lived only in my own imagination. In high school, I would carry a stack of loose-leaf ruled paper on which I would craft stories in any free moments I had in between and during classes. It was invigorating to see my characters come to life, to see their lives and loves played out on the pages before me. In the last few years, though, I have seen that old passion for putting pen to paper (or fingers to keyboard, as the case may be) transformed into almost a dread at the thought of struggling through the writing process.

What happened?

What happened to that love that I used to have for writing? What happened to the joy I once had in creating a new character, almost as if I was meeting a new friend for the first time? What happened to that irrepressible drive to get the story from my mind to the page, to walk with my characters to the end of their story, and to bid them a fond farewell so that I could attend to the next set of characters who were fighting to come out and tell their story?

Truth be told, there are a lot of reasons that I could give to answer these questions, but I guess the biggest of these is impatience. Impatience with myself, impatience with my stories, impatience with the whole writing process. Writing can be incredibly challenging, especially if you try to take a perfectionist’s approach toward it (which you should NEVER do on a first draft, by the way). But if you love it, if you TRULY love it, you do it anyway, even when it’s hard, even when the plot doesn’t seem to be coming together or the characters start acting weird or you struggle to get a few useable words down a day. That’s why that passion is so important.

So I’m going to work on building that passion up again. I’m going to do all those things that they tell writers to do when they lose focus or the drive to continue: Start small. Do at least a little bit every day. Connect with others who have the same passion. And have fun again.

Before I sign off this post, though, I’d like to take it to the spiritual realm for a second.

It’s one thing to feel this way about writing. I mean, if I never rekindle that passion for writing that I once had, it’s really not that big of a deal in the long run. But how many of us have felt this same way about our spiritual lives at one point or another? How many of us have sat up one day and realized that, for whatever reason, we had lost that love, joy, and zeal that we once had for the Lord?

“Nevertheless I have this against you, that you have left your first love. Remember therefore from where you have fallen; repent and do the first works, or else I will come to you quickly and remove your lampstand from its place – unless you repent.”  - Revelation 2:4-5

If this describes you, please consider your standing before the Lord. Rekindle that passion that you once had for your Lord and your service for Him. Start small. Do at least a little bit every day. Connect with others who have the same passion. And open your heart to experience the more abundant life that God offers to His faithful (John 10:10).

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 Scripture taken from the New King James Version®. Copyright © 1982 by Thomas Nelson, Inc. Used by permission. All rights reserved.

Monday, September 16, 2013

Messing Up vs. Failing

I was going through one of my old notebooks and found a note I had written a while back, so I thought I might go ahead and share it with all of you. Those who know me well will not be surprised that there is a baseball reference in these thoughts… :)

Messing up and failure are interesting concepts. Neither is good in the spiritual realm, but does messing up necessarily imply failure? Certainly, it does in the short-term view of things, in the limited and most basic application of the word. When you mess up, when you stumble and fall, you have – in that moment – failed to live up to what is expected of you. If you never correct it, that sin remains stamped on your soul, and you will be held accountable.

“For we must all appear before the judgment seat of Christ, that each one may receive the things done in the body, according to what he has done, whether good or bad.”  (2 Corinthians 5:10)

But as long as you are breathing, you have the chance to make correction and find redemption in the mercy of your loving Father. Consider, though, failure in its most absolute sense – failure where you hang your head and give up because there is nothing else that you feel you can do.

Look at it in the context of a baseball game: Messing up (i.e. limited failure) is striking out in one at-bat; ultimate failure is losing the game. At that point, there is nothing you can do to redeem that game.

So does messing up necessitate that feeling of ultimate failure?

Back to the game analogy, look at the batter who struck out in his first at-bat. Maybe he took bad swings or he wasn’t properly prepared to face what the pitcher was throwing. Maybe he got tricked by the pitcher’s craftiness or didn’t even take a swing at all. Whatever the case, he didn’t fulfill what was expected of him in that at-bat.

Now, there are some batters that will let the pitcher get into their head. They start to believe that there is no chance they can succeed against him, and they take their at-bats accordingly. They walk up to the plate with that sense of impending failure and thus essentially give up. Yes, they still walk out to the plate, and they may even swing the bat, but it’s obvious in their swing, in their posture, and in their dejected walk back to the dugout that they expected nothing more than they showed. Often, we see these struggles carried over into the next game and the next, until the word “slump” starts getting thrown around.

On the other hand, some batters go up there and strike out in their first at-bat – just like the other guys – but their minds are in a different place. This kind of batter walks back to the dugout thinking about what went wrong, not to dwell on and get dragged down by it, but to analyze the situation and figure what he needs to change for the next time. He doesn’t let his poor at-bat hurt him beyond those three strikes; he takes it as a learning experience and dedicates himself even more to making his next time at the plate a success. He is determined to be more patient, use better judgment, be more prepared, etc. As he sits on the bench waiting for his next at-bat, he watches the pitcher to figure out what he is throwing. He also cheers his teammates on, congratulates them when they do well and encourages them when they do poorly. He tells them what to watch out for, helps them see some of the mistakes they’re making (in a kind and supportive way), and is eager to get in that batter’s box again, to get another chance to come through for his coach and his team. He doesn’t let his poor hitting distract him in the field but sees that as another realm in which to redeem himself. This is a player that will struggle from time to time, but he is one who will pick himself up from his mistakes and refuse to fail.

Can you see the parallel to our spiritual lives?

Each of us is one of these kinds of batters spiritually. Are you the batter that lets your mistakes get in your head and discourage you to the point of complete failure? Or are you the one who sees those mistakes as mistakes (not sugar-coating the wrong) but learns from them without letting them drive you to ultimate failure? This second type of Christian – this is the one who will endure.

All of us will strike out spiritually at some point in our lives. The devil is crafty in what he throws at us; he has studied us and knows our weaknesses. His hope is to get inside your head, to get you to think that you’ll never be able to hit what he’s throwing you. He wants you to follow that path from messing up to absolute failure.

But God says you don’t have to follow that path. In fact, you mustn't follow that path if you want to have any hope of getting to heaven. That’s the point here: You have to have a strength of character, and you have to have hope. That hope is founded in God’s mercy, truth, and faithfulness. You know that He will not give up on you (2 Peter 3:9), that His door is always open to those who have strayed but make the choice to come back (Luke 15:11-24). Take a minute to read Romans 5:1-11, and tell me that doesn’t give you the encouragement you need to do what’s right!

Your mistakes don’t have to lead to failure. Repent of them, learn from them, and build your strength based on what you have learned. If you are struggling, don’t let discouragement cloud your mind and distract you from your walk (Hebrews 12:1-3). If you see that discouragement building up in another, reach out to him or her, and be an encourager (1 Thessalonians 5:14). Just remember that if Satan can get people to see themselves as failures, to believe there is no hope for them to be who they need to be, then he is that much closer to winning not just the battle (individual circumstance – that one sin) but also the war (eternal punishment of the soul in hell).

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 Scripture taken from the New King James Version®. Copyright © 1982 by Thomas Nelson, Inc. Used by permission. All rights reserved.

Saturday, September 7, 2013

An Honor and a Privilege

On Thursday I went to a funeral. I hadn’t known the man for long, a little over five months, but he has left an incredible impression in the time that I was blessed to know him. This man had been very sick the entire time I knew him and for a good while before that as well. I never saw him off of an oxygen tank. I don’t remember the last time that I saw him moving around without a wheel chair. But you know what, none of those things will be what I remember about him.

I will remember how he was there at services more times than not, even though two oxygen tanks were needed to make it through.

I will remember how he and his wife hosted both a get-together and a Bible study over the summer. When the offer was made to have the Bible study hosted somewhere else, the answer was, “If the study is at our house, he can actually attend.”

I will remember how he lead multiple prayers in worship service from his seat in the weeks leading up to his death, even though he needed oxygen to breathe and a lapel microphone to be heard. He was determined to continue to serve in any way he could.

I will remember how he made it to every service of the week-long gospel meeting we had last month.

I will remember the beginning of the prayer he led on Sunday night of that meeting, when he said it was “an honor and a privilege” to be able to come before the Lord in worship that night. Knowing the difficult week that lay before him and the struggle he faced to leave the house each time he did, and knowing how few of those opportunities he would have left… Those words hit me hard when I heard them, and those words will stick with me, hopefully for the rest of my life.

I will remember the strength, courage, virtue, and kindness I saw in every interaction with him. The love that so greatly characterized his family. The love of the Lord that guided him.

In my life, I have had the blessing to know many great Christian examples. I have also had the mingled sorrow and joy to watch many of these men and women pass from this life and into their reward. Paul said, “Imitate me, just as I also imitate Christ” (1 Corinthians 11:1). I am so grateful that I have so many examples in my life who lived this verse so faithfully. And my goal and desire is that I am each day living faithful to this verse as well. May God help us all in this quest.

Thanks for stopping by!


 Scripture taken from the New King James Version®. Copyright © 1982 by Thomas Nelson, Inc. Used by permission. All rights reserved.