Tis the Season: For His Presence

There are a lot of things I love about the Christmas season. A lot of them have to do with twinkly lights, chilly weather, happy smiley faces at shopping malls, pretty window displays, and peppermint mochas at Starbucks. But what I want my heart to be about in this season has nothing to do with a lot of that, and I feel like being halfway around the world again this Christmas is another opportunity for my heart to learn to focus on the real meaning of the season.

Sure there will be an opportunity for books…

Bears and Books

And toys…

toys

and even a little sparkle and twinkle…

sparkle

But as I was reading in Exodus yesterday and today, I was reminded of what really distinguishes the people of God as the people of God: His presence. We celebrate Christmas because Christ has come. And we celebrate the fact that because He has come, He is present with us, dwelling in our hearts, directing our steps, and changing the world through us.

In Exodus 33, Moses was kind of at his wit’s end. He was up on Mt. Sinai for forty days receiving the commands of God, and the people got sort of “impatient” waiting for him…and then things got ‘rowdy’ and ridiculously out of hand. They’d basically decided “Forget Moses…he’s been gone a long time and who knows what happened to him? Let’s find a new god to worship, and have some fun!” Moses and the Lord had a long chat about this unfortunate situation, and God decided He would still give the people the land He promised them, but He wasn’t going to be with them when they went to inherit it. I think He was so mad He thought He’d just wipe them off the face of the earth if He spent any more time with them.

Moses was distraught. He said to the Lord, “If Your Presence does not go with us, do not bring us up from here. For how then will it be known that Your people and I have found grace in Your sight, except You go with us? So we shall be separate, Your people and I, from all the people who are upon the face of the earth.” The Lord had given other people groups land. The Lord had blessed other people groups with promises. But the covenant sign that Moses was seeking was the mark of God’s presence in the lives of His people. If You aren’t going with us… I don’t wanna go!

Moses found grace in the sight of the Lord, and the Lord promised to go with them. And as the story continues into Exodus 34, we find that the being in the presence of God is so unmistakably incredible that when Moses returns to talk to the people, after speaking with God, his face and skin shines so much they have to put a veil over him. There is beautiful, changing power when we get into the presence of God.

So this Christmas, I am looking forward to the things that make my heart a little happier and my step a little lighter, but more than that, I want to celebrate Emmanuel — the God with us, who came to this Earth so that we, like Moses, could find grace in the presence of God, and be transformed. Tis the Season for a lot of things…but for His Presence most of all!

How Can I Keep My Mouth Shut?

Sunday morning the Bear woke up with a sneezy, coughy, chesty cold. (I laugh when I use the term chesty — I first heard it when I went to the doctor with a bad cold for the first time in Scotland. He asked “Are you quite a chesty person?” Having no clue at first what “chesty” meant, I wanted to say, “Om, I think you can look at me and tell, I’m not a particularly chesty young lady. haha) Anyway! Asher had a cold is his chest, and we decided to stay at home, because this seemed to be the same cold he’d been struggling with since we passed through Scotland, and the weather wasn’t nice, and we thought rest would be the best thing for him.

We listened to some worship music and praised the Lord, listened to a podcast sermon, and spent time in prayer together while Asher had his usual morning nap. (Praise the Lord, he sleeps 2 – 2 1/2 hours every morning!) I was challenged to the core by something the pastor said over the course of that sermon. He was talking about an interview he’d seen of an atheist celebrity, who was talking about people trying to share the Gospel with him. The celeb said, “It doesn’t bother me so much, the people that preach to me. I don’t believe it, but what bothers me is the people who don’t. I mean, if you really believe there is a hell, how much do you have to hate someone not to tell them about it?”

Whoa. I thought that this was an incredible comment to make, and a perceptive observation. I think one of the greatest lies of the enemy, totally from the pit of hell, is the lie that there is no hell. Or that God is too nice and lovey dovey to ever send anyone there. Sometimes I find myself wanting to believe that. It is nicer to believe there isn’t a hell. It is nicer to think no matter what we live like in this life, the outcome will basically be the same. We want to believe all of our family members will be in heaven with us. If we do believe there’s no hell, then we don’t have to share the Gospel, and we can kind of just live how we want. The problem is, that is not what the Bible says! Ouch!

If you remember a wee while back, I was deep into the parables of Jesus in the Gospel of Matthew, and began to recognise a pattern. Jesus is constantly warning about the wrath that is to come, and more specifically about all the people who think they’re okay, but aren’t. Think about the wise and the foolish virgins (Matthew 25) — all of them were waiting for the bridegroom. Some of them just weren’t ready for him. Think about the parable of the talents in the same chapter. All of those guys were servants of the Master — some of them just didn’t understand who the Master was, or what His expectations were.

That’s what’s scary. Jesus is continually making it apparent that a lot of people who think they are all right with Him aren’t. Perhaps I can slightly modernize this statement for you: “Not everybody who says, ‘Yeah Jesus, you’re my homeboy…I mean Lord’ will enter the kingdom of heaven. The people who will are the ones who actually make Me their Lord, by doing My Father’s will. And when judgement comes, a lot of people are going to be like, ‘Hey Jesus! Remember me though, right? I prayed a prayer when I was five. Okay so maybe I didn’t do much after that but…remember me?’ Or, ‘Hey Jesus, I made you my Lord! I went to church every Sunday. And I did stuff in Your Name.’ But I’m going to have to reply, ‘I didn’t know you. Depart from Me. You ignored my commands and did your own thing.'” (Matthew 7:21-23, heavily paraphrased)

Now some of you might get a bit huffy at this point and say, “well, is our faith justified by our works, or are we saved by grace, and through faith? You make it sound like we work our way to heaven.” That is definitely not the case. I don’t believe your works get you into heaven — and hope you won’t believe that either for a second. Just like Ephesians 2 explains it, our salvation is by grace, and through faith. It is absolutely a gift of God, and it is not by works, so that no one can boast that they earned it in their own merit. And Romans 10 makes it clear again — if you confess with your mouth Jesus is Lord, and believe in your heart God raised Him from the dead, you’ll be saved.

So is there a contradiction here? Not at all. If we really believe Jesus is who He says He is, and we confess Him as Lord, and actually mean it, then we are saying He is our Lord. Meaning He is boss. He is in the driver seat and we are riding shotgun.  With the gift of His Holy Spirit, we can begin to follow His lead for our lives. As sheep spend time in the presence of a shepherd, and begin to learn His voice, we spend time in the presence of God, begin to learn His voice and His ways, and where He leads us, we follow.

If you are going to claim Christianity, it seems apparent from Scripture that there’s more to it than coming down to the front and praying a prayer once when you’re eight years old. It sounds to me like Jesus says, “Come and die, and find your life again in Me.” “Follow Me.” And if we really believe what the Scriptures say, then 1) we have to obey them and 2) we should be warning people about the judgement that is to come.

The only thing I know for sure we can do now that we won’t be able to do in heaven (besides sin) is share the Gospel. Because everyone in heaven will already know it. So here’s the opportunity. Start by asking, “Do I really know Him?” The next question is, “Do you?”

xCC

A Top Ten from the Heart of God

After a good chat with a friend of mine who’s going through a hard time, I started thinking about some of the things I think the Lord might like to say to her, to speak to her heart in the place where she is right now. I thought it might be something a lot of other people need to hear, too, so I thought I’d share it.

I hope this is a Top Ten from the Heart of God…

10. You are so wonderful, so special, and so precious to Me. I knit you together in your mother’s womb, and there is no one else in the universe like you. (Psalm 139:13-14)

9. Before your life even began, I sent my one and only Son to die for you. I did this because I love you.  (Ephesians 2:4&5)

8. I know sometimes it feels like I’m a million miles away. But I told you I would never leave you, and I meant it. Even when it feels like no one is with you, I Am. (Hebrews 13:5)

7. Even during this time when you’ve felt so far away, I’ve been with you. I’m always with you. (Matthew 28:20)

6. My darling, you are so beautiful, special and precious to Me.  (Song of Solomon 1:15)

5. Even before you went away from Me, I forgave you. (Luke 23:34)

4. I don’t change, and My love for you will never change. (Hebrews 13:8)

3. You don’t have to do anything to earn My love. Please know that My grace is sufficient. In these moments when you are feeling so weak, My strength can be made perfect in you. (2 Cor. 12:9)

2. I miss you. I want to hear you speak again, and I want to see your face again — your voice is so sweet to Me, you face is so lovely to Me. (Song of Solomon 2:14)

1. No matter where you are, no matter how far away you feel, if you search for Me with your heart and soul, you’ll find Me. (Deut 4:29) I want to be found by you. If you look for Me, you’ll find Me. (Jeremiah 29:12-13)

Your love, O Lord, reaches to the heavens. Your faithfulness, stretches to the skies. Psalm 36:5

I made £5 at a Strip Club this weekend!

I’m being totally serious!  Would you like to hear the story?

This weekend, I joined up with some folks from our church in an awesome ministry that’s just getting off the ground — all props to the Lord, and the delightful Miss Sarah Wood! With the accompaniment of a few gents from the church, us ladies take turns going into the clubs (a few of us together at the time) to bring the ladies there flowers (last month it was roses for Valentine’s Day) and just tell them that God loves them. The guys stay outside, pray for us, and strike up conversations with the bouncers, and we give them candy.

In one of the clubs Saturday night, I met a really sweet Scottish girl who thought the pink Gerbera daisy I gave her was lovely and just couldn’t believe we were giving away flowers just to share God’s love.  The moment went a little something like this:

Me: “Would you like a flower?”

The young lady: “Aukh, [that’s a Scottish sound there] what’s this for?”

Me: “We just want to share God’s love with you — to let you know God loves you and you’re special to Him.”

Her: “Oh, that’s the sweetest thing ever! Can I make a donation? Let me make a donation!”

Me: “No really, it’s okay.  It’s totally free — we just want to tell you God loves you.”

Her: “No, I have to make a donation!  Let me make a donation!” [and she shoves a five pound note into my pocket.]

Me: “Really it’s okay! You don’t have to do that!”

Her: “Okh, it’s only a fiver.”

Me: “[Insert name], is there anything we can be praying for you about?”

Her: “Oh yes!  That there won’t be so many nasty people in the world, and especially that people will stop being so nasty to me.”

Me: “Great, I’ll be praying for that. It was nice to meet you.”

[There was a little more small talk interspersed, and then, our exit.]

This was such a lovely and eye-opening moment for me, you guys. It broke through a lot of stereotypes for me, and challenged me to think about what Jesus might be doing on a Saturday night in Edinburgh. Some of the ladies were very reticent to receive a gift from us — others remembered and thanked us again for the prayers we prayed for them last time the team was there. It was so great just to take an opportunity to share with these ladies that God loves them and that they’re precious to Him.

A girl from our group shared that she spoke to one of the girls in one club who said, “Oh!  I’ve been looking for a church! Where is your church!?” Does that not just blow your mind? God has truly written eternity on the hearts of every person He created — we have no idea how close people are to connecting with Him. I trust Him to use our feeble human efforts, combined with His power, to see big things happen: changing the burgeoning Edinburgh sex industry to an industry on its way out.

Thank you Sarah, for having the heart to push for God to move in this way in Edinburgh. Thank you Jesus for loving each of us, when we were (and are) still sinners, for coming after us, and for drawing us into yourself. May our lives be a reflection of what God has done in us – and may we continue to go after people who need to know God loves them.

(And by the way, I gave Sarah the fiver to pay for more flowers for next month. 🙂 )

xCC