Archive for February, 2015
The title of my blog is Letters from Dana, originally I was going to write letters. This worked for a time.
That time has passed.
Here, today, I would like to put down some thoughts that have been going around my mind.
For example, since I’ve started working with youth from the inner city of Detroit, I now hear the word “thoughts” and immediately think “Thots”. *sign* I love those girls anyway, even if they do make me think in slang.
On the opposite spectrum of that, and yet on a completely unrelated note, I’ve given up playing games on my phone/computer/TV for lent. I’m not even Catholic.
This is one of the reasons why I am here today. Boredom leads to creativity. And so I write.
Lately I’ve been trying to get more in depth with my Bible Study. Iv’e been going through a few verses at a time and asking questions about them. I’ve begun doing this with James chapter 5. Ever since I’ve done the Beth Moore study on James, I’ve very much like this book and the style of writing. But it’s hard on a daily basis to truly think about what James was saying and how it relates to daily life.
Today I read James 5:17-20 – the end of the book.
In chapter 17 he talks about Elijah, and how he prayed earnestly to God for it not to rain, and it did not rain on the land for three and a half years. Then he prayed after those three and a half years that it would rain, and it did.
What faith. Do you have that kind of faith? The kind where you can say to a mountain move, and it moves?
or the kind where you can say to a demon, leave, and it leaves?
We Americans don’t like to talk about demons, it’s better if we pretend that the issues you are facing can be explained away with science.
We like science. We can grasp science. But science doesn’t require faith.
and I feel that God has been calling me to a deeper relationship with him, to have more faith in him. — side bar, what does it mean when the Bible says “the deep cries out to deep?” Just wondering– it’s not easy. I don’t like to change.
For example, I signed up with work for a nutrition coach. I like her a lot, she’s very friendly and understanding…but she makes me keep track of my food, and then tells me what I might want to change for the next week.
I like sugar. I don’t want to change. But I also like to fit into my clothes, and to do that I have to change. We can change for the better, or we can change for the worse. But every day, in every action we take, we are choosing what we will live for.
I want to live for Christ. Jesus, is his Jewish name.
I’ve been reading the book Rhinestone Jesus. Excellent. It’s excellent. It makes me cry with every chapter I read (this is a good thing). She’s a basic woman who lived out her faith in Jesus. And found along the way that American culture doesn’t often go hand in hand with Jesus. At least that’s what I’m getting from the first four chapters that I’ve read.
Do you have the faith to give up everything for Jesus? Do you love him? Are you willing to live for him? It’s easy for me to say yes. But I’m not sure that it would be true.
I am beginning to loath the phrase “God-Sized Vision”… it’s the new hip thing. Mine? To help deliver babies into safe environments, so they have a fighting chance. To love women and show them freedom in Jesus Christ. To follow Jesus and be unafraid of what others have to say about me. Please understand, my loath does not have to do with God or his vision. It’s just the hipness of the phrase.
I’m finding that despite what I may want from my life, I need to be open and flexible to do what God has called me to do. Right Now.
My husband had to answer that question for seminary. “what is your God-sized vision?” He said he doesn’t have one…to finish school…if you will make him give you an answer. At first, when he said this I was highly disappointed in his lack of imagination. But as he explained, and as I began to mull over what he said, I began to realize that my husband is willing to go wherever Christ has called him. When God opens a door, my husband will walk through it. He will not push his way to the front of the line, or do what others say he should do. He waits. And then God opens a door. And he walks though it. He is a patient man. and I envy his ability to wait on God. (envy is probably not the best choice of words).
So what does this mean for me? and more important what does this mean for me and him?
It means I will continue to work. God calls us to serve each other in love. That is my job.
Right now that looks like doing finances for a local missions agency, evaluating our current missionaries and working with other believers to ensure that we are wise stewards of God’s money, we continue to pray for and support our sponsor child in Kenya, I will lead this Bible study on Hebrews, and I will continue to read God’s word every day, even on Saturdays. And I will grow.
Because working leads to growing, and growing leads to changing.