Christianity

This is not a call for crappy unwarranted  facebook ranting argumentative opinion spewing.  This is a call for Biblical boldness. By nature, I am a pretty outspoken person.  If you know me personally, that is extremely obvious to you.  I always have something to say.  As I am maturing, I am getting increasingly better at knowing when not to say something.  My tongue is scarred from biting it so much.  Sometimes I have to sit on my hands to keep my fingertips silent, too. But I am also becoming increasingly aware that I am unable to stay silent about certain things – especially when it comes to Jesus. If you’re just opening my blog for the first time, you will notice that I really really really like Jesus.  I believe in God’s Word, and I believe in God because I’ve seen Him move. I also believe I’m right about all of this.  I say that not meaning that I am the ultimate authority on right and wrong, but that I believe in the God who is. You may not believe I am right.  We can go round and round and round about why I am right and you are wrong,

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I would say this is not for debate’s sake, but I’m sure no one will listen to that.  My mother asked me if my fingertips were getting ready to preach, but for most of this morning, my mind has been completely empty, save two Bible verses that have been running through my head.  I think they are ready now, but I will do my best to keep from preaching.  But please – save me your “judgment” arguments, and your “procreation” arguments, and your Leviticus arguments about piercing my ears and eating pork and cutting my hands off.  I’ve heard them all, and all of them can be Biblically countered and I do not have the energy for that today. As I ironed my shirt this morning, NBC sounded the alarm of breaking news, and I already knew what it was about as Matt Lauer appeared on my screen.  A day that we all have been waiting for has finally come – gay marriage is now ruled constitutional in the United States of America. Politically, I disagree, as I do not believe this is a ruling void of emotion and opinion.  SCOTUS abused their powers as millions of Americans expressed their non-support

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That whole “don’t talk about politics or religion” rule?  Yeh.  That doesn’t apply to me. I don’t know about you, but I have become absolutely disgusted with my Facebook newsfeed over the past few days.  I am continually disappointed in Christians’ posts on social media, as they only add fuel to the fire that we are all racist bigots who can’t separate politics from religion. Yes, I’m talking about you.  Stop looking around like I might be talking to somebody behind you. I’m specifically talking about the decision to remove the Confederate flag from state houses across the South.  (BTW, Jeb Bush did this YEARS ago in Florida…)  Governor Bentley removed Alabama’s yesterday, and many more states are taking their’s down as an act of unity and a symbol of moving on from our extremely hateful past as southern states. And then everything below the Mason/Dixon line imploded like we have committed some sort of unspeakable injustice to all southern people.  People lost their minds like I have never seen.  Honestly, it was some of the most ridiculous posts I have ever seen.  I am 100% positive that most of the people never knew the history of the flag until

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I’ve never really been shy of being brutally honest, but this one topic, I am fearful of.  After the shooting in the Charleston church, which was clearly racially motivated, I feel like I can no longer be silent and just be the “cop’s wife” on subjects such as racism.  Bear with me as I wade through my feelings. I had an awkward exchange the other day that sparked a quiet debate in my head.  I placed a to-go order at a restaurant here in town, and sat down on a bench to wait.  Already sitting on the bench was a young black man, maybe 20/21 years old.  He was dressed nicely – button up shirt, slouchy blue jeans, clean tennis shoes and wearing dreadlocks in his hair.  He was clutching some sort of paper in his hand.  I noticed as I sat there, he straightened himself up a bit and inched about as far as he could to the arm of the bench.  There was at least a foot of space between us. I recognized in that moment, that he was just as terrified of me as he thought I was of him.  He already assumed that I thought he

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This was one of my dad’s favorite photos of me, and it was always frames in his office. I see so much of Brooke Allen in this photo. Father’s Day is this weekend, and it is always emotional for me.  I am thankful that I am distracted by the insanely good looking father of my children, and that I have him to celebrate.  But there is still a word that always rings in my head on this weekend each year: Fatherless. I am, in effect, fatherless. My father died when I was 12 years old.  I have lived more years without him, than I did with him.  As much as I have healed from the grief of watching him die, the scar tissue remains.  And the wounds still feel raw on days like Father’s Day, his birthday, and the anniversary of his death. He was a remarkable man.  One who truly should be honored and celebrated on days like Father’s Day.  He was an amazing father in his time here on earth.  We never questioned his love for us, and he was constant.  He was there.  Ever loving, ever present. I wish he could see me now.  I know he would

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I’ve been recently confronted with someone wanting proof of God. And while I submitted what I know of as proof, it still wasn’t good enough.  They wanted something I couldn’t give them.  They wanted scientific method proof that God exists.  Only then would they consider believing in Him.  Their reasoning being that they could not believe in a God who would allow such horrible things to happen to people, and to sit back and watch as they do – an example used was a 13 year old girl who committed suicide by jumping off a bridge. And I couldn’t answer them the way they wanted me to.  God’s sovereignty is meant to be a mystery to us.  If we understood it all, we could consider ourselves equal with God, to which attempting such has not ended well for certain angels recorded in the Bible, nor did it end well for Adam and Eve. What I could tell them is that free will is an option.  I don’t believe God washed His hands of that girl.  The character of God says that He tried over and over to rescue her, and forces took her to a place where she felt she had

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Imagine this: You’ve got a precious gift in a box.  So precious that you would do anything for this gift.  You’d die for this gift, even.  You’ve read the instruction manual and it’s got lots of good stuff in it.  It can do all sorts of things. But this box has a requirement – you have to give it away.  You have to tell everyone you can about it and give it to them every time.  Inside the box is the same gift.  So precious. What?  No.  Not my gift.  This is mine.  You gave it to me.  If you wanted other people to have it, why don’t YOU give them one?  Why do I have to be the one to do this? And what if they don’t like what’s inside?  What if it offends them?  What if they no longer see me as a loving person because I gave them an offensive gift?  I certainly don’t want to be offensive. What if they don’t use this gift in the way I intend them to?  What if they just trash it?  Or try to change it?  Not my gift!  It’s too precious to be giving it to people who don’t care.

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I created a bit of a stir yesterday.  I wrote as an intro to the posting that my intent was not to start a debate, which meant that people skimmed right over it to start a debate.  I was called a hypocrite and a stone thrower, and a stumbling block to the real love of Jesus.  I was unfriended by a few people, and probably talked about in the privacy of their personal conversations with the people around them.  I even got my first anonymous hate comment – “Trash.”  Sweet. It really was not my intent to create debate, but I understand that with such a hot topic, people were going to speak out.  I had a few others join me in the cause, to which I’m thankful.  I am also thankful for those who took a moment to encourage and affirm me as I tried to patiently and graciously take part in the debate I had inadvertently caused. My heart was not set on condemning anyone.  In fact, my heart was set on one thing, and one thing only: Sharing about the overwhelming grace and mercy of Jesus. Grace and mercy come to us because we are desperately in need of a Savior. 

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I know you have been waiting on pins and needles to hear what I have to say about Caitlyn Jenner.  I know you have.  My mother has, especially.  And…well…we just won’t tell my husband that I wrote this, k? I am not interested in starting a debate over such lifestyles, as that is not the intent of this post, and you are probably not my intended audience if you would like to start a debate.  I am biased, and this is purely speculation into the life of Bruce Jenner, as I write from a Christian viewpoint.  We are probably not going to agree. I do not know Bruce Jenner.  I have never met him, and apparently, I never will, since he will only be Caitlyn Jenner now.  The most I know about him comes from a tv show that I am embarrassed to admit I’ve watched too many episodes of, and my not-so-secret crush on his son Brody in my The Hills phase. I do not know what it is like to be a transgendered individual.  I do not know what it is like to be a child of a transgendered parent, and my heart aches for good looking Brody Jenner and

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I know you know what I’m saying. You, as a woman of God, desire to live a life as a disciple of Christ.  You read, you pray, you study, you attend church.  But at home, there is no support.  There is no one urging you to do this.  There is no one asking the family to sit down around the table and do family Bible time together.  No one initiates prayer time between the two of you. You turn to your girlfriends for counsel before you turn to him. Because he isn’t your spiritual leader. We know that it is Biblical for the man to be the leader of the household.  He is to love and lead his wife like Christ loves and leads the Church.  We, as the wife, are to submit to his authority and be his helper in leading the family to Christ. So what happens if your husband isn’t fulfilling his role? Before you start piling enormous amounts of pressure on yourself, take a moment to breathe. This is where we, as wives and mothers, have to pick up where the husband leaves off.  Someone has to be the leader.  Your first priority mission field is right

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