Week's end with thanks

  • Heidi learning to wash her hands by herself in the bathroom.
  • Those curls with hint of shimmering gold, swept over her eyes.
  • So many new words.
  • Surprised by Daddy and kids at church and end of spring brunch.
  • Being done.
  • Drinking water.
  • Fresh fruit.
  • Mistakes we make that work themselves out. So thankful there’s someone else in charge.
  • Homemade ice cream.
  • Baby James crawling all over the train room, grinning from ear to ear.
  • Dutch teaching James about cars and trains.
  • Community Group! I could list this every week but it is a continual gift each week. I love these dear souls.
  • Beans and rice. So basic, so cheap, so nutritious, so good.
  • Peppermint tea.
  • Lilies, so fragrant the whole house smells of their sweetness.
  • Early bedtimes.
  • Mrs. Meyer’s basil-scented dish soap. It is a luxury item to be sure but I love it. Washing dishes has never been so delightful.
  • Baby James’ smile.
  • A trunk of little-girl dress up clothes donated from a neighbor. Kids giddy with excitement. Dutch coming down the stairs in high-heals and a princess dress, “Look Mommy! I’m a princess, aren’t these shoes darling?!”  Oh boy. Wish I could video this and show it at his high school grad party.
  • Mail delivery. Call me crazy, I still think it’s amazing that you put a letter in a little box and it makes its way across the country to just the right place. How awesome is that?!
  • Amazon prime.
  • Studying God’s Word.
  • Banter with my beloved.
  • Ministry meetings that involve holding hands with my husband. I love those ones.
  • A friend who’s cheerfully willing to add my kids to hers for the afternoon.
  • Amazing Bible Study ladies.
  • Encouragement.
  • Authenticity.
  • More vinca.
  • $10 off $50 Safeway coupon. After a long day with the kids it was a joy to wander the aisles, lost in my own quiet thoughts. Who knew the grocery story was a peaceful reprieve.
  • Holding Genevieve Grace!  Beautiful girl, beautiful mommy. I love you, Melody!
  • Unicorn stickers and wooden dominoes.
  • Text from husband near end of day: “Sunshine! Meet me at the park!”
  • Packing picnic dinner and huffing and puffing our way up the path to the park.  Play all evening in the slanted sunlight. Happy, dirty, sweaty children. Cheese sandwiches and apple slices.
  • Almonds.
  • Bananas barely green at the top.
  • Trying new things.
  • Four mile walk along Old River Drive, amazing view of the Willamette river, moss (I love moss!), a waterfall, and about a hundred “broken trees” that Dutch & Carson found. Amazing day.
  • Tired legs.
  • Finding that kids play much better all day after a morning of exertion.
  • Heidi running to the dinner table so excited, “Meat Ball Peese!”
  • A husband who doubles as a really great dad.
  • Booking a flight to Glasgow!
  • A mommy-built amazing Lego house complete with beds, dining room table with a vase of flowers, cups and plates, a couch and chairs, computer room, front and back patio with BBQ, stove, fridge, sink with two faucets, a hat rack and a completely enclosed bathroom with a toilet, toilet paper, and swinging door. It was inhabited by Darth Vader, several spacemen, a mechanic, a 70s girl, and a caped Viking man. I spent hours creating it and it was worth every moment–the kids have been playing with it all week since.
  • College friends.
  • Picture Plan.
  • Learning what makes my children tick.
  • Walk to church for picnic lunch with Jeff. Double jogger up that hill with those two kidlets is heavy.  Don’t know how much longer this mama can push those little monkeys!
  • Playing in the sun at WCC. So thankful for a church home where we love to just be.
  • Friendly faces.
  • Quiet time to study.
  • Afternoon sun.
  • First day line-drying sheets! So excited to slide into their freshness tonight!
  • Washing down comforters. There’s nothing quite like clean.
  • Fresh salmon dinner on the deck.
  • First day of kids running through the sprinkler. Screams and happy shrieks of delight. Soaking wet kids ready for bath.
  • Dutch picking something up in the yard. “Mommy, what this?” I look up.  It’s dried out dog poop and we don’t have a dog. Not sure that that counts as a gift but somehow I thought it was funny.
  • Rosy cheeks.
  • Overhearing Dutch’s superhero monologue in the backyard, “And if you destroy this temple I will raise it up in three days! And if there’s danger there’s a space ranger!”   Jesus meets Buzz Lightyear.
  • Every day we’re a new family of something (starfish, moray eels, hammerhead sharks). Today: “Mommy, we’re a family of collapsible heaps.” Later, “I love you, Mommy-collapsible-heap.” Yes, son, a collapsible heap I am.
  • Heidi’s new words, “Mommy, I ‘appy!” Oh baby girl, I’m so glad you are happy.  I’m happy too.
  • Amazingly rich meeting with my mentor. So much truth. So blessed. What a gift she is to me.
  • Multnomah Graduation Ceremony. So happy for dear Ellen, Eva, and Anna. And so happy I’m not still in seminary… 🙂
  • Little green shoots, growing growing still, stretching up toward sun.
  • Learning.
  • Growth.
  • Desperation.
  • Laughter.

Happy weekend; may yours be blessed. Thanks for reading.

F is for Freedom

Will Ferrell shoves a piece of cake in this mouth then stops mid-chew. “What am I doing?! I don’t even want this cake!”  He throws his plate in the garbage.  Then he stands there staring at the rest of the large sheet cake sitting on the table.  He reaches down with his hand this time and grabs a handful, stuffs it in his mouth. Stops again, horrified. “What am I doing?!” By now he has frosting all over his hands, on his face, the sheet cake is a mess, and everyone is laughing.

And I want to cry.  Why? I know what that feels like.

I’ve been there.

I’ve never shared about this here because who on earth wants to share with the world their past struggle with an embarrassing addiction? No one wants to sit in a group laughing hysterically at Will Ferrell and then admit, “Yeah, I used to do that too.”

But I did.

For about five years I struggled with food. For the first two years it would have been labeled an “eating disorder” though I had no disorder, I had just slowly given the enemy a foothold in my life by choosing to believe his lies about my self-worth rather than the truth of God’s Word. For the next three years I was “free” to eat, which was wonderful, but then the enemy just tried a new tactic–getting me to overeat and feel miserable about myself because I knew in my heart that over-indulgence was just as sinful as starvation.  Neither glorifies God or surrenders control to Him and I knew it.  So I struggled.

But God is so faithful.

Now, by God’s precious grace, it has been 8 years that I’ve been walking in freedom, in the truth of who I am in Christ, experiencing health and wholeness not lust and bondage.  I do not mean to say that I have “arrived” (“Let anyone who thinks that he stands take heed lest he fall!” 1 Cor. 10:12), but I want to share that we do not have to walk in bondage in this area.

We can be free.

I’ll admit, a huge part of my freedom came when I got married.  Through the revolutionary love of my husband I had a “born again” experience with regards to my body. He loved me in a way that transformed every ounce of my being.  God’s love, through Jeff, changed me.

But all along that path there were daily choices too.  Often radical transformation is simply the sum of a million little choices. And one of the most valuable resources for me was John Piper’s ANTHEM strategy for fighting lust. It’s made for guys, but works for us girls too. Lust has many faces — all of which are sin. Perhaps this can be helpful for you, as you make daily choices to choose Christ instead of a sinful indulgence.

If this is helpful perhaps I can write more on this topic and/or share more resources I’ve found helpful. I don’t want to assume this is a huge struggle,  but want to allow God to “fully redeem” my past if it is helpful for you at all.  I’d love feedback. Thanks, as always, for reading.

By grace, with joy,

Kari

A – AVOID as much as is possible and reasonable the sights and situations that arouse unfitting desire. I say “possible and reasonable” because some exposure to temptation is inevitable. And I say “unfitting desire” because not all desires for sex, food, and family are bad. We know when they are unfitting and unhelpful and on their way to becoming enslaving. We know our weaknesses and what triggers them. “Avoiding” is a Biblical strategy. “Flee youthful passions and pursue righteousness” (2 Timothy 2:22). “Make no provision for the flesh, to gratify its desires” (Romans 13:14).

N – Say NO to every lustful thought within five seconds. And say it with the authority of Jesus Christ. “In the name of Jesus, NO!” You don’t have much more than five seconds. Give it more unopposed time than that, and it will lodge itself with such force as to be almost immovable. Say it out loud if you dare. Be tough and warlike. As John Owen said, “Be killing sin or it will be killing you.” Strike fast and strike hard. “Resist the devil, and he will flee from you” ( James 4:7).

T – TURN the mind forcefully toward Christ as a superior satisfaction. Saying “no” will not suffice. You must move from defense to offense. Fight fire with fire. Attack the promises of sin with the promises of Christ. The Bible calls lusts “deceitful desires” (Ephesians 4:22). They lie. They promise more than they can deliver. The Bible calls them “passions of your former ignorance” (1 Peter 1:14). Only fools yield. “All at once he follows her, as an ox goes to the slaughter” (Proverbs 7:22). Deceit is defeated by truth. Ignorance is defeated by knowledge. It must be glorious truth and beautiful knowledge. This is why I wrote Seeing and Savoring Jesus Christ. We must stock our minds with the superior promises and pleasures of Jesus. Then we must turn to them immediately after saying, “NO!”

H – HOLD the promise and the pleasure of Christ firmly in your mind until it pushes the other images out. “Fix your eyes on Jesus” (Hebrews 3:1). Here is where many fail. They give in too soon. They say, “I tried to push it out, and it didn’t work.” I ask, “How long did you try?” How hard did you exert your mind? The mind is a muscle. You can flex it with vehemence. Take the kingdom violently (Matthew 11:12). Be brutal. Hold the promise of Christ before your eyes. Hold it. Hold it! Don’t let it go! Keep holding it! How long? As long as it takes. Fight! For Christ’s sake, fight till you win! If an electric garage door were about to crush your child you would hold it up with all our might and holler for help, and hold it and hold it and hold it and hold it.

E – ENJOY a superior satisfaction. Cultivate the capacities for pleasure in Christ. One reason lust reigns in so many is that Christ has so little appeal. We default to deceit because we have little delight in Christ. Don’t say, “That’s just not me.” What steps have you taken to waken affection for Jesus? Have you fought for joy? Don’t be fatalistic. You were created to treasure Christ with all your heart – more than you treasure sex or sugar. If you have little taste for Jesus, competing pleasures will triumph. Plead with God for the satisfaction you don’t have: “Satisfy us in the morning with your steadfast love, that we may rejoice and be glad all our days” (Psalm 90:14). Then look, look, look at the most magnificent Person in the universe until you see him the way he is.

M – MOVE into a useful activity away from idleness and other vulnerable behaviors. Lust grows fast in the garden of leisure. Find a good work to do, and do it with all your might. “Do not be slothful in zeal, be fervent in spirit, serve the Lord” (Romans 12:11). “Be steadfast, immovable, always abounding in the work of the Lord” (1 Corinthians 15:58). Abound in work. Get up and do something. Sweep a room. Hammer a nail. Write a letter. Fix a faucet. And do it for Jesus’ sake. You were made to manage and create. Christ died to make you “zealous for good deeds” (Titus 2:14). Displace deceitful lusts with a passion for good deeds.

 

Multi-faceted justice (2): Create beauty

Yesterday we talked about Multi-faceted justice in creating peace. The second part of Keller’s last chapter in Generous Justice is Create Beauty.

Beauty, like sex, has truly taken a beating in our culture. Whenever we worship something that doesn’t contain the capacity for receiving that worship, we end up marring and destroying it in the process. We were made to worship God. But we’ve made the mistake of worshiping beauty and sex and we’ve marred them so much they’re barely recognizable as the good God intended them to be. Sex is from God, we got that down. But beauty is from God too. In fact, all that is beauty comes from God.

But sadly in our culture beauty has come to be privilege of the rich. You can pursue beauty if you have the means. You can be beautiful if you have the money for plastic surgery, high-end cosmetics, and a fabulous colorist. You can have a beautiful home if you can afford at $300K mortgage. You can have beautiful art or accessories or decor if you can afford the hefty pricetag. The underlying belief then has been that to forsake consumerism is to forsake beauty. But that’s all wrong, right?

To forsake consumerism is to embrace beauty.

To do justice is to create beauty.

Or, more interestingly, to create beauty can actually cultivate a more just life overall. Why? Because beauty “decenters” the self and moves us to distribute attention away from ourselves.

Elaine Scarry writes in her book On Beauty and Being Just that

“I am looking out of my window in an axious and resentful state of mind, brooding on some damage done to my prestige. then suddenly I observe a hovering kestrel. In a moment everything is altered. The brooding self with its hurt vanity has disappeared…and when I return to thinking of the matter it seems less important.”

As beauty de-centers the self it is freed to center on others. But this requires a radical re-orientation to true beauty. Beauty in our re-touched, glossed up, bikini-body, veneered society is a pitiful representation. Just as we must recover God’s intention for sex, we must recover God’s glorious expressions of beauty. And more practically, we search for beauty and create it anywhere we can.

A single woman rocking HIV-infected orphans. A tiny blossom on a bare-winter branch. Cracked wood and peeling paint on a well-loved old rickety bench.  Worn-out gold shoes. Fresh wheat grass. A newlywed’s kiss. A husband kneeling by a hospital bed. A widow giving her only two mites. A prostitute kissing His feet.

His feet.

Isn’t that where all true beauty is found? As Jonathan Edwards said,

“If through an experience of God’s grace, you come to find Him beautiful, then you do not serve the poor because you want to think well of yourself, or in order to get a good reputation … you do it because serving the poor honors and pleases God, and honoring and pleasing God is a delight to you in and of itself.”

Do we see God as beautiful?  Is our desire to gaze at His beauty? Are His words sweeter than honey? Is He daily captivating our souls?

When He becomes beautiful to us He will define what is beautiful to us.

He was poor. The poor will be beautiful. He was authentic. Authenticity will be beautiful. He was pure. Purity will be beautiful. He was grace, kindness, love, forgiveness, justice.

That will become our standard of beauty.

Let’s gaze upon our beautiful Savior, let Him define what beauty is. Then make it our glorious aim to create that beauty with every breath He gives. This beauty is not just the privilege of the rich, but a gift to the poor. It’s certainly not expensive, but will cost us all we have.

Look around. Where will you begin creating beauty today?