Wednesday, July 30, 2014

Devotion

During my time in Africa, sure I most definitely loved the luxurious life of being surrounded by my other M friends.  After having not been in America over three months, there wasn’t much more that my soul needed than to worship our so ever faithful, loving Father in English!  Being able to pr@ise Him through songs, that I actually understood the meaning and words of, sitting beside some of my dearest brothers and sisters in Him…it was sheer blissfulness.  To be honest, although I love going to chRch here in the City, it is very exhausting – as I sit surrounded by many people that I can barely communicate with, singing songs that I constantly am having to ask the understanding of, and doing my own personal “quiet time” in the midst of a serm0n being pre@ched – simply because I have no idea what the pastor is saying, besides a word or two in every sentence….Too say the least, in Africa, my cup was running over with this time of fellowship!  Each song blessed my heart and hit home.  Each time P@stor Ken spoke, it was as if the Father was saying - “Hey, this is for you.”  There also was nothing better than being able to have all of us jpeople piled up sharing the highs and lows of life together.   I don’t have the words to convey the rejuvenation that this provided me…The Father new the timing of this trip would be perfect and much needed.

But, besides these beautiful moments that the Father used to bless and encourage me with, there was something else that was laid upon my heart by the Father.  Something that perhaps is very thought provoking, and perhaps one that may not make sense in the beginning….So I am going to do my best to convey what has been laid upon my heart so dearly these past few weeks.

By no means within writing this am I trying to say I agree with the Mus faith and beliefs…However, as a C, as a follower of Chr1st, I do think that Mus’ have some very strong, devout ways of which I think we as C’s can learn from. 

Yes, I think that we C’s can learn from Mus’.  Just as Mus’ can learn from us.  Hear me out on this….
To begin with, let’s think about the Mus rituals found within the R@madan season.  For one month, Mus’ fast.  All devout Mus’ who have reached the age of puberty, except for very specific and designated reasons, are called to participate in this ritual; as it is one of the five Isl@mic p1llars of fa1th.  During this month of fasting, no food is to be had, no liquids are to be drank, no other pleasures are to be taken in from the time of sun up, to sun down, each day; if an event occurs in which causes one to break the fast for that day, the day must be made up or a different act is to be performed.  

As we sit in our comfy homes as C’s, wearing our shorts and t-shirts during this month, we can’t help but ask why or how is this possible?!  Why do Mus’ do this?  How do they manage to go all day, some living in the dead heat of an African/Middle East summer, and not have anything to eat, much less drink?  Are they crazy?!

Crazy…dangerous…perhaps both…But, devoted?  YES.  Written within the Isl@mic book is this – “‘O’ you who believe, fasting is prescribed for you as it was prescribed for those before you so that you may achieve Taqwaa (righteousness, Dad-fearing).”  Their prophet also once stated, “Whoever observes the fast during the month of R@madan, (while) believing in All@h and seeking his rewards, will have his past sins forgiven.”

As you can see, fasting during the month of R@madan is looked at as an action in which draws one closer to All@h – an act that is performed out of obedience of the heart, to seek his pleasure and righteousness.  It is during these fasting days in which Mus’ are called to pr@y and draw closer to him. 

As a C….I know that my sins have already been forgiven by the death and resurrection of JC.  I know that upon accepting Him into my heart, that my sins were wiped away.  Leaving there to be nothing that I can ever do now to be accepted or rejected by the Father.  As a sinner, s@ved by His Grace, I will continue to mess up daily (that is just natural human tendencies for us all) but, there is no amount of fasting that I can do to seek his pleasure and righteousness…Through Chr1st I am given this freely; to have forever and always.

But, as a child of Dad, I believe that we are commanded to fast as well.  Yet, this command is one in which I feel we have lost and left behind; mainly for the inconveniences of it.  Fasting is in the Word – as seen in both OT (Moses) and NT (Chr1st).  Although it is not a tool in which we should use to erase our sins; fasting, as told in the Word, is to be utilized as a time in which C’s humble themselves before the Father, diving deep into the Word and pr@yer.  This time should allow for one’s true heart to be revealed, transformed, and grow richer and richer in relationship with the Father.

What the Word doesn’t tell us is how long too fast for or when to fast…So as C’s, through my experience of fasting (which I will say has been little), I have seemingly seen fasting to be more a group effort – praying specifically for a certain event, need, or concern.  I can honestly say that I never truly understood fasting until this year – that is sad for me to admit; having been a C since at eight.

…And to follow that up, when we as C’s fast, we tend to only fast for a few hours, a day, or at the most – perhaps we will fast through lunch, for one week…..Nothing compared to the extremeness that one sees in R@madan.  And I know for me personally, after just a few hours, I have often found myself complaining and whining – often times becoming “hangry.” This is a little term that I learned from an African friend, during R@madan, who was trying to state that he was hungry, in English.  What a true, real word this misspoken word is – I know when I am hungry, I too become angry.  I couldn’t imagine how “hangry” I would be if fasting for a month….especially have no water to even drink in the summer heat of a place such as Senegal.

But, isn’t that the point?!  For the Mus’ the point is to draw closer to All@h.  But, as C’s, isn’t the point to place your body, mind, and spirit into a pr@ying realm in which you are so engulfed by the Sp1rit that you truly need nothing else, relying on nothing else, seeking nothing else….

And the only way for us to do that is to truly remove those things in which we tend to seek and go to first; before we can lay humbly at the feet of the Father in pr@yer.  Shouldn’t He be the first thing that we go to?  And shouldn’t every pr@yer that we pr@y be diligent, meaningful, heartfelt, intentional, and constant.

As C's we need to have a spirit of pr@yer.  We should be so in tune with the Father that our every though reflects Him.  I do not believe in the Mus' "forced" pr@yer, but there is something to be learned by their devotion to daily pr@yer...

Mus’ are called to pr@yer five times a day; each lasting between fifteen to twenty minutes.  Most devout Mus’ pr@y at least these five times during the day, due to the fact that they feel this is their duty  – according to Isl@mic laws.  These prayers are neither free nor voluntary; it is a time in which Mus’ are called to recite their book, proclaiming their surrender to All@h.  Pr@yers are viewed as a way of erasing bad deeds, and replacing them with good deeds.

As a C, I know that there is no amount of pr@yers that I can say that can turn my bad deeds into good ones.  All I have to do is ask for forgiveness and it is through His Grace that I am s@ved and made acceptable to stand before the Father’s throne one day.  No amount of good deeds or bad deeds will allow me to stand before Him and enter those gates one day – only forgiveness through His Son.

All throughout the Word I see the call, the imperativeness of pr@yer….But, there is no one standing over me telling me when, how, or what to pr@y.  Pr@yer, in the C realm, is a time in which one humbles themselves before the Father – diving into conversation with Him.  Expressing one's sins.  Seeking forgiveness, advice, help, discernment, and healing for various scenarios and people.  A time to sit and listen to the Father for direction.  But, how many times a day, how much time a day, do we truly sit in doing this with the Father?!  I can honestly tell you that I fail in this aspect of my walk.  I most definitely do not spend seventy-five minutes a day (plus) with the Father in conversation.  It is a good day if I spend fifteen minutes of solid pr@yer with Him a day – and I don’t mean surface talk, I mean deep intentional talk. 

So during this R@madan season what is the main take away lesson that we can see and learn from Mus’?!....DEVOTION.

Again, please know that I do not believe in the Isl@mic faith and culture.  I have not moved across the ocean and been brainwashed by anyone but my He@venly Father.  But, at the same time, I do think that Mus’ do display certain characteristics in which we C’s can learn from; and, if utilized could grow us in our walk with the Father.

What would happen if every C across the globe spent a day fasting at the same time?  And instead of whining, what if we spent this time reading the Word and we sent up deep, intentional pr@yers to our Heavenly Father.  We know that scripture not only calls us to fast and seek the Father in pr@yer alone; but, it also tells us that there is power in numbers.  Can you imagine if all the C’s across the globe pr@yed the same pr@yer, at the same time?  For a day…For a week…For a month?! 

I can’t help but look at these characteristics and be motivated to grow in my walk with the Father.  Motivated to follow the command to fast.  Motivated to spend more time in pr@yer and conversation with Him. 

This is just some food for thought, and something that has truly been laid upon my heart lately.  I see this as a challenge that is presented to me, through these traditions/beliefs.  

Sunday, July 20, 2014

What Do You Do?!

What do you do when life becomes hard?  What do you do when everything you have ever known is gone, and everything placed before you are things you have never seen?  What do you do when everyone you have ever been around is thousands of miles away?  And, you don’t know the language in an effective manner so you cannot speak to the new people around you?  What do you do when your heart is with your family – in hospitals, doctor’s office, or just at home?  What do you do when you find yourself lonely and alone?  What do you do when you silence creeps in?  What do you do….Where do you go?!

Before heading to the field the common phrase that was said to me was – “you are really going to suffer for the L0rd aren’t you?!”

In this blog I want to be as transparent as I can possibly be with you. 

I am definitely very fortunate that the Father has placed me in a city where I can pretty much easily access everything that I could need and want – things may be different, but I have all life necessities I could want/need here.  

I most definitely do not “suffer” in the sense that most people would commonly think of.  So how in this type of set up, how in this particular placement, is it that I often times find myself completely alone or upset? 

These first three and half months on the field have definitely been a roller coaster – filled with many highest of highs, and dropping to the lowest of lows.  I have found myself crying with tears of laughter during a morning language session, to leaving school mad and upset when leaving in the afternoon.  I have found myself surrounded with wonderful friends one moment, to feeling completely alone the next.  I have found myself loving the different restaurant options, to missing the down home country biscuits and gravy!  I found myself being able to fulfill a lifelong dream (being in Africa), yet desperately wanting so badly to be home with my family!

Although these three months have been filled so many adventures – from school, to visiting foyers, to sharing life in my teammates apartments with some of our people group, to see the Eiffel Tower and all the touristy spots, to finding the best creperie around, to seeing life in Africa…There has most definitely been times where none of that mattered.   There have been times where I have never felt more alone.  Times where I wanted to be at home with my family celebrating events that were going on, or sitting at a hospital waiting on results.  Times where I wanted my friends to laugh and act ridiculous with.  Times where I wanted to never ride the train again; where I would give anything to ride through the country back roads with the windows down and my radio turned up.  Times where I literally felt so alone, and honestly just saddened….

So what do you do in those ruts of life?  Because home or abroad, those ruts do occur, and you have to find a way out.  You have to find your happy place again.  You have to find the joy in life again…So how?!
 
Lately, when the quiet creeps in and when stress comes upon me – I cannot help but smile at the Father.  At home when I was surrounded by everyone and everything I had ever known I can honestly say that I never took time to sit and talk to the Father.  On my way into school each morning, I would sing praises to Him with KLove and spend time talking to Him then; but I never took time to rely on Him for everyday life necessities.   Rather, I would turn to my family and friends for their advice, guidance, and support.

Now, here me out on this as well…I have the most incredible support system.  Getting cards, emails, texts, etc literally brighten my day like none other.  More than anything, I praise the Father for blessing me with people who I know without a doubt, when I am in one of these ruts, I can text and they will lift me up to the Father right away.  But, when I look at these people – they are all a part of HIS body!  And, as His body, that is what we are called to do – simply share life together – to lift each other up, to be there for one another, to rejoice when one rejoices and hurt when one hurts…BUT we are not called to rely on those people more than we rely on the Father (which is what I have been doing for my whole life until now). 

So if there is one thing that this stillness, this quietness, this massive change of newness has taught me it is that I serve a Father who is dying for me to rely 110% on Him – not anyone else or anything else.  He longs for me to find joy in Him, to seek Him in those darkest/quietest time.

And so in those moments, I have found myself being called to read His Word, and to go to Him in pr@yer.  And I cannot express to you enough how in these moments He has never failed me – but instead, He has always provided me with the Words and encouragement that completely changed my mindset and lifted my spirits! 

So in these few months on the field, I have learned something that I should have learned a long time ago.  Having been a believer since I was eight, and am currently twenty-four, I am almost ashamed to admit it took me that long to realize the imperativeness and necessity of relying on Him.  But, I am glad that I have figured it out at twenty-four, instead of forty-two. 

I love relying on the Father for daily encouragement, Word, and wisdom.  He is enough.  He is all we need. 


If you are not relying on the Father today, if you are trusting Him, believing Him, listening to Him, talking to Him, reading His Word…I encourage you to wait no longer!  Dive into your walk with Him and get connected.  You’ll be amazed at what He does!  Trust me.