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Thursday, 10 January 2008

  • flying colors

    It's pretty obvious that throughout life God tests us...he wants to see if we're really leaning on Him and Him alone. Well I felt like I had a pop-quiz!!
    I was supposed to meet an artist out in Dallas to record with him. I'd invested a plane ticket, personal time, expense, and emotion within a four week period of time and then didn't hear from him for another three or four weeks. I remember praying with a couple of my close friends (one of which is my Life Coach) that if it wasn't supposed to happen that God would slam that door shut. Well...three/four weeks of no communication seemed like a slammed door to me. When I spoke to my friends, their comment to me was "oh, didn't we pray about that?" And that's when I felt a weight lift.

    We certainly had prayed. No communication for three weeks looked like a shut door to me. Or so I thought. I had cancelled my plane ticket and wrote a nice e-mail saying that God was really awesome and had totally interceded and apologized if I'd been a burden. Which I believe is true. I finally felt like I could function normally, I went to God, I wrote seven songs, I felt totally insecure. And God was the one to comfort me (along with some pretty stellar friends, aka Ash). I was able to wake up without feeling blue.

    I've not had to really put my heart out there in a while, especially where its concerned my dream and where it has concerned emotions and feelings and boys. Well, this poor guy is now reeling because of the e-mail I sent him-NOW he writes back. My first reaction is to smack my forehead with a resounding "DOH!" But then again, it really tested me and who I was relying on for validation, security, proper handling of my dream. At the end of the day I ended up turning to God. I asked him for his peace, grace, love, and affection.

    What happens next is a mystery to me. Aside from the cartwheels my stomach is doing because of this whole thing I know that God will take care of it because I certainly want to work with this person still--I think there is huge potential for something great and that's the gut feeling I had in the beginning when he first contacted me.

    We shall see =)
    God is good.
    Currently Listening
    Dreaming Out Loud
    By OneRepublic
    Mercy
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Monday, 07 January 2008

  • New Year New 'Tude

    I think I said something a while ago about writing on here more often. I guess my MO is, unless I have specific revelations about certain things then I don't blog them...I figure people don't want to read them. But on the other hand my sweet friend Sarah blogs about daily life and her kids all the tiem and that's been fun to read. So, I don't know...here goes, maybe all the wrestling in my head will make more sense "on paper."

    I wanted so badly to have momentum going into this new year, and I think I did. I got to sing at a private party for New Years and spent it with my dear dear friend Ashey =) She was the perfeect wing woman. My friend Perry, who I met at the Open Mic Competition I did back in August, backed me on guitar and it was awesome =) Everyone loved it.

    Between the beginning of December and now, I've booked more gigs, talked to more artists, have a couple of people (by their own volition) doing promotions for me (shout out to Joe Kim) and I THOUGHT I was going to be able to go to Dallas to record with a recording artist named Chris August. He has an awesome voice, cool songs, sounds like a lot of fun. Well, unfortunately (like a lot of things in the industry) it fell through. I think it was God though. Not going to Dallas means I can now go skiing with my family (which I haven't done since I graduated college). We're going to Lake Tahoe, which I've never been to but have salivated over the many pictures I've seen. You can guarantee I'll be be bringing my cameras!!

    It's hard sometimes to focus on your dream. The moment you make any sort of boundary to work within, there's always life events and people on the other side of it testing the limits. I feel like I've been pretty steadfast, however, it's almost been to a point where I don't have fun. I know life isn't ALL fun, but it's the FUN (in a godly way of speaking) stuff that refreshes our brains, our imaginative units, and gives us the boost we need for creative energy. So, while Dallas is no longer an option, skiing in Tahoe might inspire some new things even more than if I had gone to record.

    Honestly I'm hurt by that whole thing. But, if that's what is to be expected in future circumstances I'm gonna have to buck up. I don't know why I feel called to one of the most difficult industries on the planet. Sometimes I think it'd be easier to just put everything down and glorify God some other way. Granted I don't have a pistol to my head, no one is twisting my arm, or anything like that...but I know that if I did put it down I would feel like half a person. There is just too much good stuff going on now and I can't let something like the whole Dallas thing get the best of me.
    I do hope, by the grace of God, that my friends will be able to say they "knew me when."

Saturday, 15 September 2007

  • there's something in your teeth...

    I have two words for this season:
    P a r a d i g m    S h i f t

    It's like a drink or a medicine that warrants a warning label:
    CAUTION: May cause dizziness, stress, and or giving up a previously held paradigm.  Consult the Great Physician if not experiencing extreme discomfort.

    Many of the beliefs I held about Christianity are falling around me...the affect is much like standing in a snow-globe with pieces of my "paradigm" flying around me like confetti on red-bull. 

    I think my friend Josh said it best.  He was describing to me a situation where he was checking into a hotel for the night and tried to get into his room when his key seemingly malfunctioned.  He tried and tried again (on the verge of insanity) thinking that the more he swiped the card, the greater chance it would let him in the room.  It wasn't until he looked at the key, looked at the room number and realized the front desk had sent him to the wrong building.  "That experience is much like my experience with Christianity," he said...basically, we've been given a key to access something, something of God, a place where we can find rest and rejuvenation and growth and the key doesn't work.  I completely agree.

    At this point in the game (admittedly, it's still very early on, four years is hardly a dent in the grand scheme of things) I liken God and Jesus and being a "Christian" to a big, huge, awesome, smile.  And "christianity" is like a nice hunk of something stuck somewhere in the front, be it spinach or broccoli...something evident that detracts from the invitation, brilliance and awesomeness of the welcoming smile.  And I know I've contributed to that "something" stuck in the front.  I think that "hunk" is a result of serving a "formulaic" God...something that author Donald Miller has written about in his books and spoke about in the most recent retreat held in Destin, FL.

    I am renouncing this "formulaic" religion where the ways of accessing God sound more like the Pythagorean Theorem and where my "hotel key" isn't working in the door I've been directed to...I almost sense God pumping his fist in the air saying "yay you finally got it!!"  Really, I am more interested in finding more out about this Jesus in the Bible...I'm sick of the religious arguments about whether or not giftings are dead or alive, whether or not I'm Calvinist or Protestant or Charasmatic or some other silly division describing the dogmatic side of my relationship with Christ...and it's funny because up until now I thought I was building a r e l a t i o n s h i p with Christ only to find out that if this were a marriage, we'd have been in counseling a couple of years ago. 

    Do not get me wrong, I definitely have been saved by the blood of Christ and have experienced his love and mercy AND have been (trying) to live for him though really, I've gotten farther and farther away and I realize that part of it is seeing things not quite match up. 

    per exemple:
    Jesus ate with prostitutes.  Let's put that in perspective that means he'd be down in the weird areas of Atlanta where we're afraid to go...afraid to drive without our car doors locked.  That means he'd be over at a hooker's house eating a sandwich...and what am I doing to follow that example?  That's a really good question.  I try not to lie or manipulate or try to get things my way...and I've become better at recognizing when that part of my flesh acts up...biiiiig deal.  What have I done for anyone else beside me? When have I actually FOLLOWED Jesus rather than TALK ABOUT him?

    As Andy Stanley preached, "God has blessed me with more than I need."  Hm...sounds quite a bit like when God told Paul "my grace is sufficient for you..."
    I pretty much need to stop in the direction I've been heading, and take a look at my GPS position on the God map.

    Thus I embark on this journey...would the real Jesus please stand up?  I realized something, and I think Donald Miller put this very well.  He said that when he has to explain that he writes Christian books that he doesn't want to have to talk about it not because he's ashamed of Christ but because he wants at least twenty minutes to tell people who and what he is not.      w o w.

    That's exactly it--being a Christian doesn't mean I talk about Jesus for the sake of talking about Jesus (clanging cymbal).  I talk about Jesus because he is a PERSON and I speak of him as a FRIEND, someone who I went and hung out with at the park, or with whom I cooked dinner.  I am not ashamed of Christ.  I am ashamed of all the trappings that have adhered to the faith since he arose.  It's like a website with spam sites and blinking icons and what not that give you a petite mal seizure rather than entice you to click on them.

    No more...I simply want Jesus... THAT IS IT...juuuust Jesus...no super-size, no fries, no theological debates, no out of context arguments, no hyper-spiritual crap,
    I  
        Just
                  Want
                                Jesus.

Sunday, 22 July 2007

  • "loved" or "in love"

        I sometimes contemplate, like most girls, about the future and more specifically the future with a man with whom I'll be sharing that future.  I used to want to get married so badly, used to want to have that one person to walk through the rest of life with, hand in hand, in Christ.  Now, I'm very content as a single woman.  I'm twenty-five years old and for the first time in my life (first year in my whole life) I don't know that I want to get married any time soon.  All the times I moaned and complained and wished and hoped and commiserated with other women was such a waste!  Jesus said it quite perfectly in Matthew when he talks about worrying about clothes and food and he says "Don't worry about tomorrow, today has enough worries of its own." 

        Well, the other day I was thinking about the innate trigger God puts in us where we "just know" when it's the right person.  Most often women are attracted to looks and charm and money...there's even a song on the radio (I don't know by whom) but the chorus sings "girls don't like boys, girls like cars and money."  As a Christian woman I'd like to say that's not true, that what I value is a godly character, a kind spirit, a generous heart, a passion for God and someone who can lead a relationship.  Andy Stanly (NorthPoint Ministries) points out that it's usually the things that "capture" our attention that lead us down a rocky road to a dead end rather than the things that we choose to pay attention to--that our final destination does not have to do with our intention rather it has to do with the path we are choosing to walk.

        With all this introspection going on you'd hope there was a 2X4 revelation about to smack me upside the head.
    It was in the middle of thinking about how I'd "loved" people, guys, before but that I didn't know what it was to
    "be in love."  And WHAM.  That's when it hit me....I should already know what that's like because it should be with Jesus first! And I love Jesus, he's awesome, I wouldn't be where I am at emotionally, spiritually, physically, and mentally if he'd not graciously stood on the opposite side of my heart's door and knocked persistently.  Certainly I praise his name, worship him, try to do and be all that he's called me to be and yes that's obedience; he said "if you love me, you will obey my commands." (John 14:15)  Yet he said "if you love me" and I'm looking for that deeper place where I am "IN love" with him. Enamored...and I can't say that I am, truthfully, which made me sad when it first hit me.  I've been seven years saved and four and half years under lordship serving God......and though there are times when he has "ransomed my heart" it's been at singular times...

    So I guess this is the mission for this season:

    to fall in love.

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    Live From Madison Square Garden
    By O.A.R.
    Heard the World
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Monday, 02 July 2007

  • 6pm service

    I love when there is congruence between circumstances and the spiritual climate of the season.  I wrote a poem which was the basis for a song that a friend of mine and I worked on--the underlying message is that there are sirens that call us away from what we're doing, what we're supposed to be focusing on, and we can't be ambulance chasers--the sirens being distractions and chaos in life that cause us to lose focus.  Well, my friend went to church lo-and behold, that very next day the pastor spoke on sirens, distractions in life. 

    I paid a couple of people's tolls today on my way to church and on my way back from hanging out with some friends after church--I have no clue whose tolls I paid and it really only amounted to a dollar...yet I paid the first toll before seeing a movie that had a sub-theme about acts of random kindness...I don't think there's any such thing as acts of random kindness because the action is deliberate, though the person you are blessing is random.

    and that's in no way to ask for a pat on the back, I don't want a cookie--it's more an appreciation and gratitude to God for the little road signs saying "you're on the right track" it's knowing that the God of this universe, creator and giver of life, is very aware of what path I am on because it's where I am supposed to be.