Sunday, April 9, 2017

He Knew Me {An Easter Poem}





He knew me.
I mean really knew me.
Knew everything that I had done
Or failed to do.
Yet, I found myself wrapped
In His warm embrace.
I closed my eyes and rested,
Being filled up with His love.
  
He covered my tattered rags
With His woolen robe,
The color of blood.
I breathed in his scent.
Fresh and woodsy.
And my skin had changed.
It was clean.
Cleaner than if I’d bathed
In a cool mountain spring.

His skin was covered
In what used to cover me.
This thick oily substance,
Black as tar.
His stride was determined.
He didn’t turn back.
A cypress tree blocked my view.
He was gone.

I scanned the horizon.
But all I could see
Were the misty mountains 
Surrounding this lonely valley.

In the distance,
The clouds parted to reveal
The sin-stained man
(Though not His sin but mine)
Climbing up a mountain.

On the peak stood a lone tree
With two branches,
One on each side.
I rubbed my eyes.
It wasn’t a tree.
And those weren't branches
But a cross.

Dark clouds rolled in,
A shroud covering the valley.
Lightening crashed.
I pulled the robe tighter. 
And beheld the sin-stained man
Being fastened to the cross.
Streams of red flowed down
From his outstretched hands.
Hands that once held me.

He cried out.
Then, fell limp.
No. Don’t die.
I. love. You.

The sky dimmed until black.
Dark as the stain
That once covered me.
The sin that He took upon Himself.

I huddled against a nearby rock,
Trembling and weeping.
Exhaustion overtook me.

When I awoke, there was a light.
But not the sun.
From within the mountain.
A circle of light,
 Bursting forth.

Within the circle,
A silhouette.
His.
He was alive.
I cried out
But not from sorrow.
My Savior, my King.
Please come back.
Please take me home.

The sun peeked over the horizon.
Gone.
Don’t leave me.
I don’t want to be alone.

A voice.
Not outside but within.
Deep in my heart.
“You’ll never be alone again.
I will come back.
Soon.
Remember.
You are mine.
And, you have work to do.”

"He made Him Who knew no sin to be sin for us that we might have the righteousness of God in Him."
2 Corinthians 5:21



Monday, March 27, 2017

April Fool's Anniversary



April Fool's Day, 1995.
What a day to first meet.
Was it love at first sight?
Was his heart my destiny?

Turns out, he had prayed.
To meet the girl of his dreams.
Before the night we met
Two foolish teens.

Not knowing what
The future would bring
We sat side-by-side
At a Denny's.

One dressed in grunge
The other black as night
With hair blazing red
A torch of light.

Drawn to his warmth
There at his side
Nothing was hidden
Our words intertwined.

Five years of waiting
Room to grow up
To spread out our wings
Before tying the knot.

Now here we are
Twenty-two years
Together as One
In life's joys and fears.

Having the same
Faith, Hope, and Love
Though we are weak
Made strong from above.

And in the center
In each triumph and fall
Christ Jesus our Lord
Redeemer of it all.

Whether foolish or wise
Our hands intertwine
Our heads bow each night
Before we turn out the light.

Blessed remembrance
The day we first met
Two middle-agers
Who've got room to grow yet.

 
Letting life slow down
Being less driven
Enjoying our family now
The children we've been given.

Looking forward to the next
Twenty-two years (and more)
With my love 
Who was worth waiting for.





Thursday, February 9, 2017

Whenever I feel Afraid: 5 Ways to Deal With Anxiety



The bathroom is one of the scariest places for my five-year-old. I'm not sure if it is the enclosed space, the sounds that echo off the walls, or the loud flush, but she hates to go alone.

I'd love for her to get over her fears. But, I'm still learning to overcome mine.

In the middle of the night I'm awakened by what sounds like an explosion outside. My heart races. I breathe and pray. My anxiety soon lessens.

Rain patters on the window. The "explosion" was only thunder.

Underneath the bedroom door, a light shines. Someone is up.

When I open the door, my fifteen-year-old is pacing the living room.

"Are you okay?"

She stops pacing. "I can't sleep. My heart is beating so hard."

"Mine is, too."

After more prayers with my teenager, I switch off the light to her room and head to my own bedroom.

Although I'm pushing forty, fear seizes me the same way it hits my children.






It's cute when my five-year-old dances around the house singing, "Whenever I Feel Afraid" from the classic musical, The King and I. 

The words say,
While shivering in my shoes, I strike a careless pose, and whistle a happy tune, so no one ever knows I'm afraid. The result of this deception is very strange to tell, for when I fool the people I fear, I fool myself as well.
It's cute, but it's not true.

We can't just whistle our fears away or pretend they don't exist.


The problem with the mentality of convincing ourselves, even deceiving ourselves that there is nothing to fear, is not living in the reality of a fallen world.

Fear is normal.  It is a part of our varied collection of emotions. It's there to alert us that something is dangerous, so that we can be wise and be safe.

All I have to do is turn on the news or scroll down the latest tweets and it's easy to see that there are real dangers out there.

Okay, so don't watch the news and stay off twitter.

Yesterday, my children witnessed an accident outside the window of our church.

Okay, so don't leave the house.

Boxing ourselves in and trying to avoid our fears only serves to amplify them.


We would only make ourselves even less equipped to deal with the day-to-day stressors.

I've found being prepared to face my fears is a game changer.

An on-going battle plan to cope with life's hardships makes them less overwhelming.


Jesus said,
"The truth will set you free (John 8:32)."
He also said,
"I am the way, the truth, and the life (John 14:6)." 
He wasn't merely talking about facing your fears, He was talking about knowing The Truth, who will set you free.

Knowing Him.


When we know him, all our fears are stripped away because we know Immanuel, The-God-Who-Is-With-Us and never lets us go. He's right beside us. Closer than the cold sweat on our brow. Closer than the tightening of our gut. Closer than the heart pounding in our chest.

He is there.

When we know Him, we can know He hears us. We can talk our fears out and ask for courage to face them. This brings me to the five ways I've discovered to deal with overwhelming fear.


1. Pray.

This is our first line of defense when facing our fears. We can't deal with them alone, and we don't have to. We have our Father in heaven, the Son who saved us, and the Holy Spirit who empowers us. Our Triune God longs to hear our prayers. He wants to help us, if we would only realize our need and ask.

2. Read God's Holy Inspired Word.

There is no other book like the Bible. It is living, active and speaks to our very soul. Giving us courage. Helping us to know what to do and when to do it. The Psalms help give voice to my fears. How many Psalms are there about deliverance? I've lost count. Proverbs helps me to know what to do. And, the rest of the books of the Bible are there to teach, exhort, and encourage me. Daily Bible reading is crucial to overcoming fear.

3. Memorize Key Verses.

Hiding God's Word in our heart, gives us the scaffolding we need to go higher than our fears. When we have the truth within, then the fears without can't crush us. The truth is stronger than our fears. When we turn to Jesus and trust in His truth, the battle is already won.

4. Journal.

Anxiety sometimes stems from being overwhelmed with too much information. Jotting down the swirling thoughts helps to organize, rationalize and prioritize the things we need to deal with. Along with journaling, listing can be helpful. After our To Do Lists, we can chart Thankfulness Lists, and Blessings Lists. These can remind us that there's more to life than the hard stuff.

5. Share.

Be with others who know Jesus. Share your fears and ask them to pray for your needs. Rely on others who have shared their stories. Read books and blogs by those who have learned how to face their fears in faith.

Fears don't have to overwhelm us because we belong to One who faced the fear of excruciating pain, the fear of being alone, and the fear of death itself, all to save us. His name is Jesus and He wants to calm the storm of our fears. When we focus on Him, our hearts can finally rest.