Faith

four-minute friday: apples & oranges

I think most of you know my friend Mandy. If you don't, you should. She's incredible. Back on the Q's & A's post, she suggested I have some friends write for Four-Minute Friday. I decided to take her up on her idea...

I asked her to write one.

So here's Mandy Thompson... on apples and oranges:

Go.

I think sometimes we can focus so strongly on the differences between us that we begin to see people as being completely "other than" us. We stare at the differences until the only conclusion is that we're different creatures - different beings - different at a core level.

Like comparing Apples and Oranges.

But this couldn't be further from the truth. Our outsides may look different in size, color, and even shape, but we all have the same kind of skin, and the same type of insides. And we can all bruise. And if you throw a bunch of apples in a bag and shake them up, they will bruise one another.

We forget this. We just jump in the bag and hurt and harm others.

We also forget that, buried safely beneath the surface, at the core of who we are, seeds are waiting on the moment when they can grow - bring life from that apple. We all have dreams and plans and desires inside of us. We all have gifts and potential to give MORE to the world - more than who we are in and of ourselves.

Each apple has within it the ability to be a life-giving tree... if given the chance.

But do we give others the chance? And do we give ourselves the chance? Or are we stuck nursing our own bruisings? Or too distracted by the outside differences that separate us from others?

Done.

four-minute friday: randoms

Go. You guys asked me some great questions in the Qs and As post.

Most of them require more heart and thought than I have to give tonight, but there are some random questions I'm gonna force myself to answer quickly. If you know much about me, you know I'm not good with off-the-cuff answers. I think it's because of the whole favorites thing... And the fuzzy brain thing... And probably a few other things as well...

Anyway...

Here goes. Just for you.

If you could have one superpower, what would it be? The ability to backspace when I'm speaking like I can when I'm writing...

What do you like to do to relax? Watch a movie/TV. Read (fiction). Cozy up with some blogs. Do nothing with a friend---my favorite!

Hugger or a handshaker? Hugger!

What’s your middle name? ::cringe:: ...Nancy

What do you love most about being a girl? Not having to use a urinal with strangers right next to me doing the same thing ...

I'd love to hear your answers to any or all of these. And feel free to leave me some more questions...HERE.

Done.

four-minute friday: giveaway

Go. Did you know we have our own blend of Thrive Africa coffee? We do. It's organic, fair-trade, and air-roasted. And it's made entirely of African-grown beans.

From Africa.

For Africa.

You can win a pound of Thrive coffee and an awesome travel mug to drink it out of.

My friend Ashleigh is doing a giveaway over on her blog. (She's amazing like that.) You need to go read her post to discover all the ways you can enter -- and you have between now and Monday at midnight to do it.

So go on over and enter your name into the giveaway.

You know you wanna.

Done.

gotta let go of the old to embrace the new

“New wine needs new wineskins.” God’s whispered those words to my heart so many times throughout the past year. They hold the promise that He’s not done with me yet, the hope that He is making a way in my desert and streams in my wasteland.

Those words also hold a command. They are a challenging reminder of my responsibility.

Or maybe it's my response-ability.

While it’s always God who brings the new, what I do with it is entirely my choice.

God is ever the gentleman. He will never force Himself on me.

So He holds out His hand, waiting for me to put mine in His, ready to lead me forward.

He longs to breathe His newness into my walk with Him, into my relationships with others, into my thought patterns. My faith-journey should be constantly evolving as I allow Him to continually change me from the inside out.

I want that so badly.

I want Him to mold me and shape me the way He sees fit.

I desire new. I long for change, for different.

Yet, at times, I still find myself unwilling to let go of the old so that I can embrace the new.

Sometimes I still prefer the familiar chains of Egypt over the unknowns of the Promised Land.

It just feels easier to stick with what I know.

Even when I hate it.

Because while I may be frustrated with where I’m at (physically, emotionally, spiritually), it’s still oddly comfortable and strangely comforting.

My chains double as a security blanket.

Which means I don’t trust Him enough.

(Story. Of. My. Life.)

I hear God’s voice calling me to drop my chains and walk on. He whispers that my security should lie only in Him because He alone is trustworthy.

He reminds me that I can’t embrace what He has for me until I stop fighting it.

I can’t slip my hand into His while my fists are clenched tightly, clinging to what I know out of fear of what I don’t.

The greatest obstacle to what God wants to do, is my unwillingness to let go of what He’s already done.

“I am making all things new," He promises.

He is already breathing newness into every corner of my life. Already recreating, restoring, redefining, and redeeming me.

All of me.

He is giving me new wine and new wineskins. And I want to fully embrace all that He has for me.

Even when it scares me.

Because I want to fear God more than I fear anything else.

So today as I’m craving His newness, I'm also mindful of my responsibility.

Of my ability to respond to Him.

And today...

Today, I'm choosing to trust.

Originally posted as a gust post at Rainmakers and Stormchasers >

a different take on boundaries

God's given me stewardship over my feelings, thoughts, attitudes, and behaviors. I need to recognize and guard them as gifts from God.

He's given me responsibility over those things, and I have complete freedom to choose what I do with them.

They are, in fact, the only things I truly control.

But I often forget that.

And when I forget, I live with unhealthy boundaries.

When I allow others' words and actions to dictate how I respond, I forfeit my freedom. I hand over the power I have to choose. I surrender the control and stewardship I've been given by God. I allow others to define me instead of embracing God's definition of me.

On the flip side, when I forget the freedom others have, I try to take responsibility for what they alone are stewards over. I attempt to fix people, overcompensate for them, or smooth things over when they are upset. But in doing so, I am overstepping my boundaries.

I am responsible only for my own life.

Having and enforcing boundaries isn't about controlling or punishing others. It's about treasuring and guarding the feelings, thoughts, attitudes, and behaviors God has given me stewardship over.

Living with healthy boundaries means not attempting to take responsibility for others' responses and choices, and not forfeiting the responsibility I have over my own.

I've lived my whole life with unhealthy boundaries. In some ways, I've lived with no boundaries at all.

My emotions and inner commentaries are often swayed by others' words, actions, and attitudes. And I am quick to take responsibility for other people's choices.

But I want to live different.

I want to live free and healthy, and in a way that helps others live free and healthy as well.

I can't really say that I've gotten better at not responding based on how others treat me.

In fact, if I'm being most honest, I still don't really know how to even change that... how to not be so deeply affected by others.

And right now, my struggles with this are really causing my heart to hurt. There's a stinging ache deep inside me that just seems to hurt more everyday.

But I've become more aware of those moments where I hand control over to someone else. And those moments where I take on what isn't mine to carry.

I see it for what it is now, which is more than I've ever done before.

And that gives my heart hope.

Even while she hurts.