Needy and Blessed

Suffering, many go to great lengths to avoid it.  Of course, it’s painful.  Most people inherently do not like pain.   I do not particularly like pain – just for pain’s sake.  And, I have been very good at managing my life to avoid pain.  I've written about the season of life I'm in where pain has been a fairly constant companion.  Where, in 2016, my husband sustained a work injury that put the weight of my household and his care squarely upon my shoulders while at the same time the company I work for also was undergoing changes that pressed down hard upon me physically as well as emotionally – making an already difficult situation almost unbearable.  I went through my husband’s recuperation and my company’s internal insanity in a daze of shock.  Much of it seemed surreal.   In the last year my own health issues and the loss of loved ones and health issues of family members have put additional burdens on me that I never envisioned would come to me.  Though I have not endured the most terrible things that can happen to humans, I’ve had constant pain and challenge that I believe would try the strongest of individuals.  At times it felt like crawling into a hole was a very inviting idea.   But, God.  

In this season, where so much was pressing in and it felt like death at many points – God, Jesus, The Holy Spirit – He has shown me kindness as I have never known it before.   I could not have understood the depth and detail of His great kindness in any other place, time or situation.  For His kindness to me – I am so grateful.  It’s always been available to me, but, I realized I could not access it from all the places of ease and comfort and success that I’ve had.  Those things actually prevented me from seeing that He was there always offering to connect so kindly to me.   Isn’t that the great dichotomy? In order to receive some things – you must be poor.  Having serious needs can bring very a great opening of your eyes to the greatest need and the ever available fulfillment of it.

I spent a great deal of my life trying to never really need too greatly.  I've blogged about my parents who loved me, but who could not help me with the pain of my terrible chronic ear infections from babyhood into teens. From that I learned that needing was not well understood or appreciated.  It was not okay to need too much – people could not help you with some things (even when you asked).  At some point it became too painful to need.  It seemed as though the answer was not to need or have any expectations at all.  This brilliant idea circumvented human failures and the whole crushing disappointment of needs that never would be met.  Hoping just became a trap of unending pain.   Better not to really hope for those needs.

Step in God – who is ever the most generous, loving, faithful, present, active, powerful and willing of Fathers, whose life it is to see His beloved children grow and overcome and savor His goodness to them in every way.   He is not the sidelines sort.   Never one to sit idly by – He is actively in life with His beloved at every detail.  He's led, prompted, guided, put activity and materials in my life and path - He's never left my side - has always been present and always put me into places where His generosity flows - most greatly in the midst of serious suffering.  He's taken things from my hands and out of my life and put other things in.  Through it all - He has shown Himself so faithful and present.

For me – I do not believe I would have been able to perceive God’s great goodness in this time if not for all the growth He’s given me all throughout my life through so many of His beautiful children and the healing He’s given me in so many areas of my heart.  He placed just the right people (my community) in my life all along the way to bring me safe family to be real with and to grow with.  To learn how to endure hard things well.  To learn from and help others learn.   I am so grateful for those people God’s blessed me to know and do life with.  They are keepers – not perfect but real and willing to walk through hard things together.  It’s knowing these kinds of people that made me able - when I came face to face with them - to admit and share my needs.  They supported me in the hardest of times – praying for and with me, encouraging me, being there for things, seeing the best and calling it up in me, giving me opportunities and platforms.  I can’t say what that meant to someone like me who did everything in their power to never need anything from anyone.  What a joy to know there are people to be safe with needs about and to be out ahead, partnering and perceiving, many times before a need could be asked!   It doesn’t mean they met the needs that only God can, but, they met needs that He’s given them discernment, grace and ability to meet.  And, we really have grown so wonderfully together – in ways we could never grow otherwise with Him and each other. Wow, I have learned what being poor is at a whole new level.  It’s about a wealth that cannot be counted in money, status or worldly power systems.  Pain, suffering and seeing how desperately we need God and each other and seeing how God meets us there so BIG - yes, I would have missed Him entirely, but for the help He’s given me in the midst of suffering and pain.  Thank you, God.

I still have so much to learn, so far to grow, so much more to see.  I’m not even at the start.  I’m a blind woman, dull in my wits and abilities. Poor – it’s the most wonderful to be poor – where resting on God and those beloved He’s placed around you is all that you can do.  Ahhhh - what a relief.  It’s where you learn in a whole new way that you can’t give what you have not first received.

It's a TEST!

The car won’t start, you’re running late, the baby is screaming. You get the car started and while baby is still screaming, you believe you are moving forward and are just about convinced the reign of terror you are in is over when - BOOM!  Dropping baby off you break a heel lose balance and fall scraping your hands, cutting an arm and bruising your face. Whew!  An over the top level of ridiculous!  This is a hypothetical scenario, but, whenever this sort of thing happened I used to land at, “REALLY?” Some years later I congratulated myself that I’d grown and graduated to, “This is a test” when these things would come.  Now, now I am truly humbled.  It actually took until today. Today Papa showed me. Thank you, God for persisting with me.  These situations are not places to stare skyward, shake a fist and say “Really?”. Nor are they a test to see if you remember all the things The Holy Spirit has taught you up to this point in your walk.  They are, in reality, the place where Jesus runs to you, offers His hand with eyes of deep compassion, care and understanding as He’s cleansing, healing, comforting.  Not a test, an invitation.  I’m invited to receive comforting, help and care from God – things I’ve been unaware are even available to me from Him in those places at times. They are just a highlight of an invitation to an ever unfolding real relationship all the time.

If a good friend was present as you fell on your face and got hurt – they’d run over to you and express their concern and sympathy, ask what you needed, how you felt, they’d help you up, help you patch up or get you to help and express their sadness to you that it happened and empathize how it must hurt.   God is our very best friend.  He knows us better than we know ourselves and He cares! 

For so many years I thought of these hard things – really over the top difficult places - were a set up, God testing me to prove to me that I was able to be an overcomer in Him.  Trouble is, while He is growing and raising me to be an overcomer, it’s never something He was making me fit to do separate from awareness of Himself or His presence, love, compassion and help.  I need Him and to know He is present.  It’s not smarter or better for me to ever think I am being toughened up or strengthened so I can go through these things without awareness of Him – silly me, somehow I thought it was!  Wow! BAM! – Misperception blown up!  That was a big one!

And it all started with that psalm - “As the deer…”  I didn’t even want to take on the exercise.  I went to answer the questions and felt disconnected from God.  I set it aside, put down my pen and all of a sudden God started downloading thoughts about His real desire to satisfy my real thirst and need.   Could have knocked me over.  I began typing them out and was astonished to see that He was reminding me I’m made for HIM!  I can’t do life by myself – I am not designed for it and I will die of thirst.  Funny, I’ve known that at some level, but, I saw it so differently.  I always thought, I was supposed to be able to do things alone at some point if God had taught me.  He was never teaching me to do things alone.  I am never going to outgrow my need for God.  That is somehow very reassuring.  He’s actually growing my awareness of Him and changing my very heart in that process.  That’s true grace, the kind of goodness your efforts can’t earn.

Invitation - not test.  RSVP - YES, to your Invitations, God!

Unlikely Heroes

I was reading through Matthew again this week and in going through the ancestors of Jesus I stopped at Salmon and Boaz.  For those who read the Bible and remember, Boaz became the husband of Ruth, the Moabitess.  I was thinking about this and decided to read the book of Ruth again.

It struck me how Ruth, though she was from Moab, when her husband (who was an Israelite) died – did not wish to stay with her birth family/country – but went on alone together with her widowed mother-in-law Naomi back to Israel.  Her widowed sister-in-law Orpah returned to family in Moab, but, Ruth did not.  You can see it was a strong desire and conviction on her part – to go forward to a land (one that Naomi and her husband had left to come to Moab because of famine) and make Naomi’s people her people and their God her God.  That took great courage.  Not knowing if she would ever be accepted, but risking everything to stand true to God and her husband’s mother.  She showed determination and great fortitude to do this.

The other thing that stood out to me was Boaz.  He was an older man – well respected and established in the community.  When he sees Ruth in his harvest field and hears about her story – he immediately has respect and compassion for her.  It would have been enough that Boaz found her unswerving faithfulness to her widowed mother-in-law (who is a relative of his) admirable – but, he favors Ruth very quickly and obviously.   He asks her to stay in his fields and not to go to others – he notes that his girls and people will protect her and she can stay harvesting behind and with his girls.  He then speaks aside to his men and asks them to not be harsh with her for gleaning and to allow her, even if it’s too close within the area they are still cutting the grain, and tells them to actually pull out and leave extra good grain stalks for her to pick up.  This is an immediate reaction by him.  I got to wondering why a man of such standing would even take notice of this woman or be so favorable so immediately to her.  Then, I remembered – as I was reading the ancestors I saw that Boaz’s mother was Rahab and it clicked. 

Though scholars dispute that Rahab, Boaz’s mother, is actually the same Rahab the harlot  that housed, hid and informed the spies of Israel about her city at Jericho, and who was spared along with her family because of it when Israel defeated Jericho – it would seem really possible that she was the same woman.  Wouldn’t that be just like God? His counter-intuitive way of weaving all sorts of people in and through Jesus’ ancestry.  Proves again God is not scared of our blatant and shameful sin (even to Christ’s human lineage).  It also would explain why Ruth may have found such immediate acceptance and protection by Boaz – even to the point of his doing everything necessary to marry her (though it meant carrying on her dead husband’s family line through her and potentially entangling his own family and property).  What a theme – two foreign women who saw immediately that embracing and holding fast to God (and His people), though He was foreign to their people, was worth risking everything.  Makes you think - could we be heroes?  I mean, the odds for them were never really good in their culture, but God.  They saw Him and what He offered and they (for their part) accepted Him and stood fast on that through swirling circumstances.  It's funny, it made them heroes, really.  The same is open to us! Trusting Him over everything else through it all.  He proved the very best risk and both of them (Ruth and Rahab) are referred to in Jesus’ ancestry!

I always find it fascinating, looking back on human history in the Bible, to see how God is so intricately and intimately involved.  Humans have their part, but, God has always known how to make tragedy into treasure.  Where those who see God's offer to them act and stand upon it - He makes them to be heroes in that partnership.  He’s done it before countless times and continues on making the most unlikely of heroes.

A Picture is Worth How Many Words?

I love working with words, they’re like little messengers.  Crafting them into brilliant combinations that move, inform and encourage – it’s a passion of mine.

However, there are visual things words have no ability to adequately capture or convey.  Things like the grandeur, awe and beauty in nature, seeing delight in someone's eyes, the over the top wonder of babies and small children. Visual ques go straight to work on us and affect us directly.  Just as with anything – some things are very good and wholesome and exposing our eyes and brains to them can be calming, uplifting, enlivening, refreshing and healthy.   They can also, inform, convict and motivate us to action for things needed.  And, some things are not good and may be divisive – exposing our eyes to them may stimulate us, but, the effect is un-wholesome and ultimately destructive.

Art can be like that.  It is really good at reaching us in a non-verbal way.  Conveying thoughts, emotions and information in a way that goes quickly to our brain without our real awareness about it.  The wonderful oil painting above is by a friend, Mark Dahle (I’ll tell you the name of it at the end of this post).  When I first saw it I was fortunate to get to see the live painting up close and I had a very interesting experience.  I had not been much of an abstract art fan.  I figured people who liked it just had a very different set of eyes and taste from mine. I could never really see what people enjoyed about it. Then, I had an opportunity to really sit and look at some good abstract work and it became clear to me that I had been missing something.  I never really took the time to both look and see thoroughly.  Because I could not find anything recognizable in them – I had pretty much dismissed abstract works.  When I sat with this painting for the first time, the sense I had from it was that it was actually saying something to me – talking.   Seems funny – it was a communication style I had no real experience with previously – not like words from a mouth or on a page or talking in any sense with sound or language or even thoughts.  But the best I can describe it (with words) is that it was talking to me.  I don’t know what it was saying, but the sense of it was kind and the tonal quality was both deep and bright and animated.   As I looked at this work, there were areas that drew my eyes again and again. Blue and white areas toward the upper center left of the painting, a yellow triangle almost at the edge of the canvas on the right about half way up as well as the yellow motion sensation all across it and a few other areas that always catch at my eyes.  I found it a one of a kind experience just to view it.  It left me with an uplifted sensation and I still take time to look at a photo of it now and then for periods of time - funny thing, it’s still talkin! J  Its effect on me is like that of a field of bright cheery flowers – you see those and it just makes you smile inside.   

I believe, as with many things, abstract art is part what you observe mixed with what you yourself bring to it.  Various people will take away various things because they all notice different things about the work and bring something different in and of themselves to it.  If you like, try it,  take time to look at the painting and see it.  Afterward – notice how it affected you.  It may be very different from what I experienced and that is completely legit.  You can do this with various abstract works to see the various results you may get.  I usually have a better experience with live paintings in person than in an electronic image.  It’s pretty fun, actually.  I’ve been to many famous museums and seen very great works; it’s fascinating how different each of them is.

Our world is filled with many visual things all vying for our attention.  Some are very healthy and good and some are not.  All of them affect us subconsciously - some rather insidiously.  It is important to be aware that while words can influence us – the visual images we allow through our eyes do so even more quickly, strongly and below our conscious awareness.  Its one reason advertisers and movie and television producers use sexualized images of women and other subconscious inducements, and carefully craft what they present – nothing is by chance. It’s up to us to intentionally guard our eyes as they are a direct gateway to our brain and mind.   It can sometimes be tricky to look at some things and have a sense of whether or not they are harmful.  It may be helpful to: 1. Know the source – sometimes knowing what’s behind something can help us discern the motives involved.  2. Make a concerted effort to notice how it affects you – if you’re put in states of mind that are causing problems it may not be for you.

I believe God is releasing many artistic individuals in their gifting to create all sorts of works that stir responses of honor, joy, love, purity and goodness in our world via many things we see all around us every day.  Take some time to take notice of them and buy and gift the ones that are promoting and perpetuating good things.  Additionally, it’s a time where taking time to expose our eyes to expanses of nature and interaction with live human faces and uplifting real visuals vs. electronics and virtual visuals should be intentional on our part.  Our brains know the difference.  Take time to nourish your vision and brain with something uplifting and good!

Thank you, Mark, for allowing me to use an image of your painting. 

Creation: The Fifth Day - In The Air. © Mark Dahle 1992

Kingdom Glory or Zombie Apocalypse?

The last few nights I’ve been woken up by images and thoughts.  I’ve tried to return to sleep, but finally tonight I’m praying and just up writing out what I received.  Kingdom Glory or Zombie Apocalypse?  You have a choice to inhabit the existence of one or the other - both do exist.  While it seems these are polar opposites (and they are) – they will and do in fact both occupy the same time in history - now.  Oh, you didn’t think the Zombie Apocalypse was real?  It’s real – take a good look at the souls out and around you in society and the world.  Do you see a trend?   It may not be manifest in the way popular movies and video games portray Zombies - all horrific dead, rotting walking corpses, however Zombies are real. 

So, the good news – just as Zombies are real, so also Champion Overcoming Warrior Children of God are real!  And honestly, it’s not really a fair match up at all!  The souls of human beings are literally being transformed into one of two things and the dividing line is so clear in our times.  People are either rejecting their old lie of a “self” life and embracing true life (oneness in God) provided through Christ Jesus and growing as a glorious Kingdom Ambassador and Child of God - one who knows God has rescued them from their dead worthless self existence and ways and made them completely new and crazy good in Him – His cleansed mirror images, reflecting Him – shine meisters!  One who now constantly continues to receive and pour back out His life in greater measure, practicing the life of God – in the unique, singular “one of a kind” way that they have been designed to shine Him in the world in their sphere of influence and in oneness with others in God's Family.  A life of interacting with, loving and worshipping Him every moment and letting that flow out in strong protector characteristics – aligned with God’s will and other Kingdom People in community, healing the sick, raising the dead and casting out demons, bringing help and life to widows, orphans and the down trodden of our world in just their every-day life.  Those who shed abundant bright light and life everywhere they go as an outflow of the love of God flowing in and through them – these are Kingdom people and they bring the Kingdom with them – they literally shine the light of heaven, bring Heaven to Earth.  Love is their authentic currency.  Joy and Peace are the hallmark and calling card of these people and markedly exist in every interaction through deepest challenge to greatest triumph!  Every challenge becomes just another proving ground to them of the true and real “Can’t get to the bottom of it” evidence of the Goodness of who God really is!  These are no victims of the world or society.  They know in whom their life is established and they do not fear physical death nor are they overcome by the schemes of the enemy.  They stand blazing glorious for the one worthy of all glory.

Those on their way to or in full Zombie mode (dead rotting souls) have sold out (bought in to the lie and deception) and go on to live out the bent and ever further bending of their original design, personhood and soul into unrecognizable death and dark monstrous contortions.  It may start out very slight almost un-noticeable to untrained eyes – this veering further away from God’s life.  The bend may be very slight in the beginning, but anyone who has seen the ending trajectory knows it is always completely far far away from the Plumb-line – the true perfect straight line.   Some even believe they can somehow change their mind and turn it around at the 11^th hour of their life and come back to God (they’re deceived in thinking they somehow may be able to know how and when they’ll die).  The truth is – there comes a point where people are not even aware they’ve reached a point that they can’t change their minds.  They’ve so repeatedly kept on in the same direction that it’s impossible for them to do it and they’re lulled all along by this lie that they think they can do it at the end.  God’s mercy allows some to actually come to Him, but, others have so thoroughly embraced the lie that their conscience is burned and scarred – no longer able to receive God’s goodness to them.   Eventually, they come to a point where they are no longer living in any real way.   They have moved so far away from real life, finding it very normal to practice and participate in death, that they've lost the ability to accept life in themselves.  They are dead yet still exist, roaming the earth– warped predatory loathing and self-filled consuming machines – bereft of real love, compassion, joy, peace or any semblance of mercy or original human design.  They try to devour all in their path, hoping their prey will satisfy the empty despairing void inside– but, it never does.   Do you see the reality of Zombies yet? Many can be rescued – cured of this Zombification if they turn in time and give up embracing the self-lie and embrace instead God’s amazing and available offer of oneness with Him in Sonship.

The question to ask – am I aware of what track I’m on?   Relying on me and my wants and felt entitlements and abilities = Zombie-Ville.   Giving my life to God and trusting Him, enjoying knowing Him and loving Him and others more, walking in all that Jesus died to give me on the cross and putting off the old dead self and putting on the new bright amazing life of God, His heart and mind, uniquely in the way only I’m designed to wear it in this world and forever = Amazing Kingdom Child of God. 

Are you headed for Zombie Ville? Take note of the road you are on and then take seriously the invitation of God (He'll never force you, but, you don't want to miss this train!).  Don't wait, times are unsure and things happen quickly!  Choose you this day whom you will serve.  He’s more glorious and wonderful than you know and He loves you and has been waiting for you to turn to Him.  

 Proverbs 16:25 The Message (MSG)

²⁵ There’s a way that looks harmless enough;
    look again—it leads straight to hell.

 Proverbs 12:28 New Life Version (NLV)

²⁸ Life is in the way of those who are right with God, and in its path there is no death.

 Matthew 7:13-14 New Life Version (NLV)

¹³ “Go in through the narrow door. The door is wide and the road is easy that leads to hell. Many people are going through that door. ¹⁴ But the door is narrow and the road is hard that leads to life that lasts forever. Few people are finding it.

 Matthew 24:10-13 New Life Version (NLV)

¹⁰ Many people will give up and turn away at this time. People will hand over each other. They will hate each other. ¹¹ Many false religious teachers will come. They will fool many people and will turn them to the wrong way. ¹² Because of people breaking the laws and sin being everywhere, the love in the hearts of many people will become cold. ¹³ But the one who stays true to the end will be saved.

Flank Moves

As I was waking today an image came to me of a very great fortified front door to a house. The people inside had the door barred, locked, re-enforced with steel, bolted into the wall, and all the area out front of the door was looped with barbed wire rolls. Same was true of the back door. No one was getting in either door and those inside had guns at the ready to pick off anyone who would try to bulldoze through. Anyone who was going to come straight up in attack was considered an enemy and fair game to kill off. It symbolizes people and their attitudes today with their beliefs. And, it literally demonstrates why someone who tries to shout down another person’s views will never penetrate with an argument direct against the view. The houses are lined up and the defenses of the doors are all fortified, locked tight and secure – people are sitting inside with fear and anger lookin out their windows, some yelling out of them trying to pick a fight with murder in their heart. Some actually hope someone will try to come at them so they can spit in their eye with hate and self-righteousness.

I have been thinking about Jesus and how He handled people’s beliefs so differently. He was not interested in battling people in really direct ways, though he did directly address the Pharisees and religious leadership of Israel who were supposed to stand as God’s representatives on more than one occasion. He knew what people were bound by. Of course, He, being the most brilliant man who has ever lived – he has such a way of getting to the heart of things via means that never even needs doors. He is the door. He’d figuratively climb a 4th story and enter a bathroom window in his ways of walking with people and telling stories that always disarmed them, got behind their defenses and entrenched fortified beliefs to their heart. And, it was never from a motive to be right and highlight other's wrongness. He’d literally show people their heart – in love, because He really cared about them. Some saw and recognized their need and knew they wanted to follow Him and give Him their lives. Others, they saw what Jesus meant, but, they trusted their beliefs more than they trusted Him. It’s the same today.

I’m always interested in how the church handles this today. I see a lot of faith families say they are operating in grace and that they will not beat the sheep up in stressing the 10 commandments. Some of those same faith families then turn around and give lists to their congregations to check off in order to exhibit they are a good follower of Christ. There’s nothing wrong with being mindful of Jesus’ heart and what He did. But, they’re not so interested in helping people, as Jesus did, to walk with them, connect and love them in showing them their own heart – to fight for them. The lists always strike me as the way the Pharisees did things. They had copious lists of do’s and don’ts. They took great pride in touting their ability to keep all the standards outwardly of those lists and beat people mercilessly when they could not comply. Jesus called them “white-washed tombs” and then He went to the cross and died for them, asking His Father to forgive them because they didn’t know what they were doing. Jesus came along and He turned the whole system upside down. He said things like,“You have heard that it was said to the people long ago, ‘You shall not murder, and anyone who murders will be subject to judgment.’ But I tell you that anyone who is angry with a brother or sister will be subject to judgment. Again, anyone who says to a brother or sister, ‘Raca,’is answerable to the court. And anyone who says, ‘You fool!’ will be in danger of the fire of hell” (Matthew 5:21-22). Jesus took what was behind the law (the living spirit of it) that had been given and held a mirror up to the heart. His actual fulfillment of the law was the transformation and empowerment of those who gave themselves to Him (trusting His shed life) to live out life naturally in accord with the law – the desires of their hearts made new. He never even went at any fortified door – he made a flank move to the heart of things. He knew how to go around things to help people see their own true condition from a different side.

I’m certainly a person who has tried to hit that fortified front door with people. I’ve done the silly arguing directly with people thinking that because I’m so right that somehow my sincere and passionate argument will persuade them to see things my way. And, then I’ve also gone further in dismissing those who disagree and basically de-humanized them in my mind so that I don’t have to feel the pain of rejection from an actual real person in opposition to me (seems to feel so much safer that way). I have been as silly as the rest. But, I am believing that Jesus will continue to grow in my heart the ability to walk and think as He does. He promised if I give Him my life that He would and He always keeps His promises. He’s transformed and continues transforming me to really see people and their worth and value, especially when they don’t agree with me and to remain compassionate and loving toward them, wanting good for them even if we never see eye to eye, even if they hate me. To really look at issues and people for the heart of things – He’s always so good at teaching me that.

I think about the war on terror and the war how we treat one another. These are wars that can never be won with arms and killing or hate speech and de-humanizing or dismissing others. These are wars for hearts and minds. Every person has their own free will and not all will see truth and embrace it. But, it’s amazing how when people really know deep in their heart that someone is for them that just sometimes a real window is open. Manipulating to simply have an outcome – that is a false victory and it will never really last. Connecting in the midst and valuing, belonging, embracing people in the midst – fighting for someone instead of against them, I am learning that and I want to learn that better. I don’t want a list of do’s and don’ts to check off as a follower of Jesus to feel I’m good. I don’t want to help orphans in Ethiopia or feed the poor and feel content that I’ve made it and hit the standard. I don't want to be guilted or shamed into behaving better. I want to want what is good. I want to recognize where I’m living from my old dead nasty heart of flesh and turn and live instead from my new normal inclination to love from my real heart, the one Jesus gave me. I can’t do it with lists. I pray and step out to continue to grow up in the new nature Jesus died to give me - He's so good at walking it with me, such an encouragement. To love in real ways by being real and by Jesus’ life in me, overcoming. He keeps showing me my heart, with love and I'm leaning in to transformation. I’m excited and the days are coming when the fullness of Jeremiah 31:33-34 written on hearts will come to pass -

“This is the covenant I will make with the people of Israel
after that time,” declares the Lord.
“I will put my law in their minds
and write it on their hearts.
I will be their God,
and they will be my people.

No longer will they teach their neighbor,
or say to one another, ‘Know the Lord,’
because they will all know me,
from the least of them to the greatest,”
declares the Lord.
“For I will forgive their wickedness
and will remember their sins no more.”

Women Marching or Dancing?

I was reading remarks about the Women’s march on Washington today.  I understand all about the divide in women and the offense taken by both sides around many issues, but especially abortion.

Something that struck me is that I see the same old pattern in conversations, remarks and attitudes.  Both sides are trying to shame, blame and are hate filled toward one another – thinking that belittling and beating the other up with their “brand” of right should automatically fix the situation or somehow persuade the other side that they are wrong and to fall in line with them.  As it was in 2014, when I wrote my blog post “Invitation to Dance With Love” about men and women in this type of battle, the same thing is true here and in so many other of our society’s issues – we need a re-framing of this whole conversation. 

First, let’s take a look at a big part of what’s happening.  FEAR!  It’s the biggest part of the entire situation on both sides.  Fears on one side that women are devalued, unheard, victims, abused, without rights, pawns, marginalized, locked down, unfairly compensated, held back and legally prevented from making their own personal decisions – their personhood removed.  Fears on the other side of millions of voiceless and helpless Human lives being ended as women embrace removing personhood from humans in the womb and legalizing their disposal as a way to keep from losing their personhood. Only one thing takes care of fear and that is love.

These fears are not baseless and you can see that it is an epic struggle.  The fears on both sides are valid.  Women have undergone real discrimination and been abused in the world since ancient days  - they have been de-humanized all over the world and we’ve seen the horrible results as they are used as animals, killed as property and victims of war, hurt, scorned, abused, dismissed and I, as a woman, can tell you that we still endure it and it is real and it is wrong .  To say that women, even in the US, are free of it – that is a lie.  Pointing to it being less than in other parts of the world, does not mean it is absent.  It should not happen and by no account is it right that it does.   The estimates of Human life ended by induced abortion number into the millions. Wikipedia sites the CDC as noting ~51 million reported induced abortions in the U.S. from the years 1970 thru 2013. Real lives lost by someone else’s choice.  The insidiousness of these lives being taken by de-humanizing is chilling.  It is wrong – by no account could it be right. 

So, what I say to women and men too is this – we are better than this – on both sides, we are.  Take a deep breath and exhale a long time.   To refute, dismiss or take the Personhood of any human is wrong.  There have been many actions that were wrong actions taken in the name of a good cause on both sides of the women’s issues.  Two wrongs do not make right.  No one has clean hands.  None of us are perfect or blameless.  And, we need each other.  Let me say it again – WE NEED EACH OTHER!  No one is dismissible or disposable or a non-person in this.  Isn’t it ironic that when we treat someone on the other side of an argument from us as though they do not matter it ultimately results in us taking sides with the very thing that we are fighting against?  We don’t want to be marginalized and if we marginalize others we buy in to the very thing we hate and fight.  We can learn to walk much better in this together – we CAN!  We do not have to buy in to shaming, blaming, devaluing or de-humanizing each other or anyone else.  It takes guts, it takes courage, and it takes badass vulnerability. It takes love.  It takes wanting to remain connected over being right.  Do we have it? I believe that we do!  Is it overnight? Maybe not, but maybe it could move even faster than we think!  

And, so, while I am not condoning the wrong choices of any person on any side of this, I’m taking action right now:

I give thanks for all those in the world (both women and men) who cared deeply enough about women being valued and respected and wanting the de-humanizing of them to stop in the world that they stood up and took life giving action to do something about it.  I want to thank them for making a difference for me and my generation and generations to come. I want to connect in good ways to embrace the spirit of anyone who has that true heart desire to bring value and respect to women everywhere and I honor those who take action in ways that lift up, give life and honor all those around them in the process – you are my hero.

I give thanks for all those in the world (both women and men) who cared deeply enough about voiceless helpless people in the womb being valued and respected and wanting the de-humanizing of them to stop in the world that they stood up and took life giving action to do something about it.  I want to thank them for making a difference for me and my generation and generations to come.  I want to connect in good ways to embrace the spirit of anyone who has that true heart desire to bring value and respect to humans in the womb and I honor those who take action in ways that lift up, give life and honor all those around them in the process – you are my hero.

Is it heartbreaking that women and humans in the womb are still devalued and disrespected?  It is heartbreaking and wrong. I hate that both happen. I will not hate people on either side of the argument.  I will continue to stand for both having dignity and honor, and, I'm choosing to do it in love. You can march with hate or dance with love.  Me, I'm dancing and still inviting others to Dance with Love.  Love does exponentially so much more in ways that are unexpectedly wonderful.