Fear

Not long ago, I accompanied a friend to the hospital for surgery.

After she was wheeled away, I began talking with one of the nurses. Somehow the conversation came around to the nurse’s brother, who had been killed in an accident three years earlier. Like most untimely losses, the brother’s death had dramatically disrupted this woman’s family. Her mother still struggled with bitterness. Her parents’ marriage had faltered. Her baby son, born two weeks after her brother’s death, would never know his uncle.

 

Soon my new friend was pouring out her heart to me. And at some point I shared with her something I had been thinking about a lot.

“Do you understand that God sees you in all this?” I said. “He really sees—”

I hadn’t even finished the sentence before she started to weep. She cried so hard that another nurse walked over to see if she was okay. She was completely undone at the thought that God saw her pain, her fear, her broken heart. She kept saying through deep sobs, “He sees me? He really sees my reality?”

That was just one simple encounter, one more reminder that the message of the God who sees you is one that needs to be shared again and again—with those who don’t know the Lord and with those who do. There’s a reason we hunger to be recognized, acknowledged, appreciated, and cared for. There’s a reason our hide-and-seek life—yearning to be found by God, yet fearing it at the same time—leaves us feeling so bruised and unsatisfied. It’s because God has intentionally and wonderfully created us to see and be seen, to live in intimate and joyful relationship with Him and with others.

More important, He put that need in us because He wants to meet it. He’s put the longing there to draw us closer to His heart.

We hunger to be seen—because He really does see us.

The challenge is to really believe it … to live in the confidence that we are recognized and accepted and included and, most of all, loved.

Can you do that? Can I?

I’ll admit I’ve had my struggles, but I can honestly say I believe it with all my heart. Here’s why.

First, the Bible tells me so, and the Bible has proven a reliable guide in my life. The whole sweep of the Bible can be understood as the story of a God who saw His people, even when they couldn’t see Him. A God who came to earth and paid special attention to the unnoticed—the meek and the mourning, the children everyone turned away, the powerless rather than the ones on top. A God who cared so much about what He saw that He came to earth in human form, turning hide-and-seek into the ultimate show-and-tell.

But I also believe because God has shown me, again and again, in the circumstances of my life. He has shown me through the whisper of His Holy Spirit, through the timing of my experiences, through the love and example of other people and the mysterious provision of what I have needed most.

I’ve seen too much evidence not to believe God sees me. I’ve been loved too much not to make it the story of my life.

I want it to be the story of your life as well. I want it to change everything, including the way you look at God and yourself and other people. I want you to live in confidence that when God looks at you, He sees beauty. He sees value. He sees hope. And even when you’re hiding, even when you’re so beaten down you can’t see anything clearly, He’s still hard at work, crafting a beautiful future of relationship with Him and with others. . . .

That’s . . . my personal witness as someone who at times has felt forgotten, uncared for, unloved, invisible. I truly believe I have a word from God for those lonely, aching times in your life.

The message is this: Regardless of how you may feel, God does see you.

He knows your name, and He loves you—passionately and tenderly.

He sees your needs, and He yearns to fill them.

At any given moment, even when you feel most alone, He is working all things together for your good.

Adapted from The God Who Sees You by Tammy Maltby (with Anne Christian Buchanan). Copyright 2012 David C. Cook. Used with permission. Permission required to reproduce. All rights reserved.

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What Sin Does to our Families

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The older I get, the more I find myself grieved by the way sin distorts and disrupts human lives… especially by the way it perverts the good gifts of God. And family has to be one of God’s more inspired gifts. From the beginning, it’s been part of His provision for our comfort, for help, for safety and intimacy. He intended it as a laboratory for learning, an organized and protective structure where his people could help each other, support each other, learn from each other, experience intimacy. He even modeled it in his own being—the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit—all fulfilling different roles but living and working together in unity. (Have you ever thought of the Trinity as a working family?)

Then sin came along. And I’ve told my children again and again—also, sadly, shown them vividly—sin never affects just one person. Just as sin corrupts individual lives, it warps whole family systems (and nations)—causing them to either fail in their purposes or perverting those purposes to cause actual harm.

God made family as a place of emotional closeness and safety, where men and women and children can have their physical and emotional needs met, where we don’t have to be alone. Instead, we use our closeness to wound each other, exploit and abuse each other, to take out our pain and alienation on those who have chosen to love us and, even sadder, those who have no choice but to live closely with us.
God set up family as a forum for teaching and transmitting information and knowledge—including knowledge of him—from one generation to another. Instead, we pass on habits of blame, anger, laziness, abuse, addiction…from one generation to the next. We teach our children how to lie and keep secrets, to live in shame. At the same time, we fail to pass on important truths about God…or we load these truths with such pain and emotional baggage that they are distorted in the transmission.
God gave us roles and structures to help us work together in harmony, to balance and complete and help one another, to work together in unity of purpose. Instead we live together in chaos and confusion. We lord it over each other, rebel against one another, sneak and manipulate, lock ourselves into power struggles, even use coercion and violence against one another. Or we may we fall into that familiar dynamic of tearing each other apart, then just as fiercely defending each other against someone on the outside.
God also created families as strong, resilient, self-protective organizations. (He invented family dynamics, remember.) But under the influence of sin, that self-protection turns into denial and secret keeping. We internalize our shame, cover up our collective sins, hide what we really are from outsiders or even ourselves. We do our best to present a strong, happy, united (and good Christian) face to the world.

And what about the church?

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 The family of God? God created families to live in close fellowship with Him and with others—families gathered together in community, ministering to one another and reaching out to bless the world. Jesus founded his church on the family principle, insisting that those who share faith in Him are related more intimately than even those who share blood.
But our Christian communities and organizations so easily fall victim to the same sinful dynamics as our families do. At worse, we succumb to pride and hypocrisy. We concern ourselves more with preserving our witness and our influence than with confronting our relational realities. We practically idolize “the family” while putting up stumbling blocks for real, hurting families in our midst.

This is exactly what Jesus nailed the Pharisees for doing—accusing them of being “whitewashed tombs…filled with dead men’s bones and everything unclean” (Matt. 23:27, NIV). Sadly, it still happens in our Christian communities . . . except we often like to pain our whitewashed tombs with the label of “good Christian family.”

It really is a mess, isn’t it? Sin always makes a mess.

Aren’t you glad sin never has the last word with God?

 

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It Begins with You
But what does all this have to do with you?
If you’re a Christian and you’re in a family…or from a family…or want to be part of a family…it has everything to do with you.
If you’re a Christian son or daughter, brother or sister, husband or wife (or ex!), parent or grandparent, aunt or uncle, grandchild, niece, or nephew…it has everything to do with you.
In fact, it begins with you.
Chances are it’s you as an individual who is reading this blog. It’s you as an individual who grapples with sticky or confusing family issues. You as an individual who wonders if you’ll ever be free of the family secrets and family-related shame that make you mutter, “I wish” or “Yeah right” when you think about your picture of a Good Christian family.

If you’re like so many good and sincere Christian people I know, you’re wrestling with genuinely tough issues:

• How do I honor my parents when my parents beat you or neglected me. . . or worse?
• How do I live in peace with brothers and sisters who manipulate and criticize me—or worse?
• How do I raise up children the way they should go when they defy me at every turn?
• How do I respect a husband who spends entire weekends in a LazyBoy…or love a wife who is angry and resentful?
• How do you hold a family together through a bankruptcy…or a sexual addiction…or the death of a child…or years and years of no communication and simply growing apart?
• How do I deal with the shame and disappointment of realizing my actual family doesn’t even come close to the family I always wanted…not to mention what God expects?
• How do I possibly share the realities of my home . . . or my financial circumstances . . . or my marriage with all those good Christian families in my church?
• How do you I counsel and support for my family-related pain without feeling I’m exposing or betraying the ones I love?
• How do I love my family when I feel like I don’t have any love left in me?
• How do I cope with my feelings of family shame…and the fear that others might condemn me because of it?

We all need grace.

And by grace I mean more than mercy, more than kindness.

I mean our Lord’s ability to change those things in our world that are totally beyond us to change.
His ability to make straight what once was crooked.
His ability to restore righteousness where sin once reigned and establish his kingdom in the very midst of a fallen world and society.
His uncanny, almost unbelievable ability to heal distorted family legacies, to bring function to the dysfunctional, to bind up the brokenhearted (Isa. 61:1) and heal the seriously messed-up—including our family failures, our complicated issues, our generational nightmares, our impossible relationships.

To do now what he promised to Abraham so many thousands of years ago and kept reiterating over the centuries—to make your family and my family a blessing to the world.
It’s hard to believe, I know. Hard to trust when you’ve been hurt or disappointed…again and again.

Hard to peek behind the good Christian family façade.

But we serve such a loving, merciful, eternally able God. He can do so much with our families, no matter how faithless, failed, fallen, fractured—or fearful—they are. And whether or not they fit your particular community’s or church’s or society’s picture of a Good Christian Family.

It may not always work the way we think it will, however—or the way we think it should.

Sometimes the process of healing takes years or decades of pain and struggle. Sometimes it takes generations. God’s grace doesn’t negate the consequences of sin, and it doesn’t guarantee the restoration of specific family units or relationships. And it certainly doesn’t keep us from failing again…and sinning…and letting our particular family dynamics transmit and exacerbate and protect that sin. Yet if we look for it, if we keep listening for God’s voice in the middle of our messy family realities, we discover that His amazing grace is always there for us, moment by moment, moving us forward toward healing and redemption for our beloved, fallen families.

Word of Grace: Never forget—God loves your family more than you ever can. He specializes in blessing the world through the messed-up and the brokenhearted. Trust him.

 

 

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I don't know about you, but I have plenty of times when I just can't see God. I can’t hear or perceive Him. I feel like I am in a fog. Life feels overwhelming God seems so distant. Or worse I wonder if He really desires to be seen…if He wants to hear my cry. Is he unmoved…unaware?

I just get so weary.

I love God and yes I try to trust Him. Yet there are still so many times I am literally God-blind. God-deaf. Unable to perceive His presence. If I am honest, trusting in the dark is such hard work.

This week has been one of those weeks for me. A very dear long time friend will bury her son tomorrow. Her 23 year old healthy beautiful loving son.

Did you read that? Feel that?

The most severe test a mother could ever face.  This woman has prayed and loved her children as her own life. She has sacrificed and trusted God. Her world has stopped dead in its tracks. Her life will never be the same.

The grief cloud was ominous and demanding as we entered her home Sunday. I kept saying Merciful Father…bring your mercy…. your peace. Let her see YOU….

As I was leaving her room after hours of embracing her profound pain I glanced up and saw it.

I had to look twice. Yet I kept on moving towards the mirror.

I saw Him.

Months earlier she wrote in large marker print on her bathroom mirror…

Your children are His and not the devil’s and you can make a case for them before the throne of God. We have the power and authority satan does not. God provides for His children and we are His children. For I have no greater joy than to know my children are walking in truth. God knows the end of this story and His children win.

Amidst the dark lingering fog of fear, doubt, pain and not knowing…I saw. I saw Him. I saw His promise. I saw that He had given her a gift long before she knew how desperately she would need it. Both she and her son had won. We win…because we are His.

NOTHING can take us out of His hand…our names are written on His palm…Nothing can separate us from His love.

When circumstances cloud the reality of His ongoing work and passionate love for you know that He sees you. Though the battle rages on, the war so intense and the dark fog of life circumstances try to derail you…nothing escapes His watchful eye.

Wherever you find yourself today my friend, whatever you carry He sees you and if you are His…you win.

Do you not know?

Have you not heard?

The Lord is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth.

He will not grow tired or weary, and his understanding no one can fathom. He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.

(Isaiah 40:28-31)

 

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