Monthly Archives: September 2017

Why Can’t I Be Accepted As Imperfect?

Blameless Because He Lives

Because He Lives, I Can Face Tomorrow!

Imperfections and All

There was this amazing piece roaming around Facebook that one of my beautiful girlfriends posted.  She is as stunning and beautiful physically as her compassionate heart.  She’s not afraid to post things that promote the truth and/or validity of her cause, nor does she relent while crying over spilled milk. That is called a tender heart… A beautiful heart… One that is highly imperfect and yet still beats!

This post was actually quite simple and silly, really…  Along with requiring a picture of yourself above the proclamation (can’t run and hide now) in being imperfect, it was just acknowledging through admittance that we, as women, moms, sisters, grandmothers, sometimes fail.  Not only that, but we don’t always say or do the right things or have any answers to interject.  Moms may know it all, but… We just plow through each day offering our love and support, whether it’s enough, right or wrong.

We admit that we don’t walk around with hourglass figures tucked in nicely (tucked??? more like smashed in) under our Spanx shapewear or even have perky breasts that our underwire push-up bras present. Those days are long past.  The only thing perky after birthing and nursing children is our blessed children themselves.  And when you look into their eyes, they’re far more valuable and worth every sagging inch of the bosoms resembling utters. Talk about a beautiful distortion; imperfection and all.

It’s okay and rather fulfilling to acknowledge that, admittedly, I’m not the most beautiful woman in the world, but I am me and I am a Beautiful Beloved.  Beauty lies in the mind of the Be-Loved and how she makes others feel!  And there is only one me with all my unique qualities and characteristics that radiates this love and light into this dark world that is so needed.

Even with this admittance, I have secrets that I’m somewhat ashamed of, but they have made me the Beautiful Beloved I am today. With all these battle scars delivered during these wars and costs of imperfection, it has given me a history that ushers me into the direction of those who need loved on.  It is because of my Lord’s Great Love (1 John 4) that I can face tomorrow.  That’s the meaning behind:

There is no shame in our game; Jesus is His Name!

I am imperfect and I accept that.  Even promote that!  How about even proud of that?  I am not ashamed that I am quite different than anyone else, nor am I ashamed of my gender and who God designed and created me to be.  I am a voice of reason for those who have lost theirs; that’s beauty and significance right there.  All due to my imperfections.

I have a big mouth and oftentimes the deliverance is not appropriate and/or filtered.  This allows me the opportunity to learn humility by apologizing and acknowledging my need for forgiveness when my imperfections have gotten the better of me.  Isn’t that called growth anyways and how we learn?  Why do we always have to be perfect?  Who defined perfect anyways?  Is that the meaning behind, “It’s my way or the highway”?

I love to be silly.  Girls just want to have fun, you know!  And even though I’m getting older, it doesn’t mean that the silly little girl inside of me doesn’t emerge from time to time and loves every minute of it.  As Cyndi Lauper sings, “Girls just want to have fun…” and I’m following right alongside of her dancing without any mercy.

I refuse to live another day putting on this “image” or “facade” any longer, but rather walking confidently knowing I’m made in God’s image.  There’s freedom in loving the Beautiful Beloved God designed and created us to be.  I am who I am, who God created, and I make absolutely no apology for who I am.  You can either love me, like me or sadly even hate me. 

One thing is certain:  My love is unconditional and if I love you, I will love you with my whole being and heart, but that will entail acceptance of imperfection!

Because He lives, I can face tomorrow, imperfections and all!  Thank you, Jesus!

Until next time…

Thank you for being Beautiful You!

 

This post was first published on Medium.com.  I am merging venues that are compatible to make my life simpler in this daily challenge of writing… ♥♥

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When A Great Multitude Is After You!

F.E.A.R.

Trudging Through the Valley of the Shadow of Death

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This Battle Belongs To The Lord!

“Do not be afraid or discouraged because of this vast army.  For the battle is not yours, but God’s” (2 Chronicles 20:15).

When fears of reality set in.  You can either face everything and run or face everything and rise!  I’m running…

Or wanting to!!!

What was once lurking in the shadows to kill, steal and destroy is now looking you square in the eyes!  You look to the left, to the right, even behind you, but this enemy has one thing on his mind:  Destruction, and you’re already suffocating! 

It has been said that:

Crisis leads us to seek God and to experience Him!

That all-consuming feeling of dread with no solution in sight.  You’re panicked.  The chest tightens.  The heart’s erratic pounding attempts to blow out your eardrums until the hyperventilation cuts off all oxygen to the brain ushering in tingling that rages throughout your body and renders you paralyzed; all stemming from the test delivered by the multitude

That’s fear delivering a full-blown panic attack initiated by facing the reality of these crises which surround me.  Their relentless push against my faith leaves me utterly deflated.

Crises come in various forms.  The intense difficultly and important decision-making requirements from this vast army can be health-related, relational (good ‘ole family funk), financial, vocational, legal, or even spiritual.

My panic attack included all the above.  And after the bad hair date with my dreamy surgeon, where’s a girl to go to get massive reconstruction these days?

Where’s the faith, hope and love that is at the heart of this girl’s life when battling the enemy whose affliction and agitated fear has plunged me into quicksand?  

God Fights Against Our Vast Armies

I know God has delivered me from the shackles of fear, Perfect Love casts out all fear (1 John 4:18), but I am truly trembling.  I understand that difficulties strengthen our character and deepen our trust in the Lord as we lean and press in.  I also know they equip us with greater confidence that helps us grow, but this girl is nearly six feet tall already, so…

Overwhelmed By Circumstances

No matter how loud or hard you scream for help (I have a big mouth!), I never thought that the quicksand could take me under.  The swampland has never succeeded before, but it nearly did this time, and I experienced and felt things deep inside that I don’t remember ever feeling. 

Just because I’m seasoned in my faith walk and madly in love with my Lord does not mean I do not get overwhelmed by circumstances like new Christians.  Especially when it hits all at the same time.  I sink quicker!

When there’s absolutely nothing we can humanly do, problems everywhere, hurricanes and earthquakes to name just a few, one thing after another, along with being surrounded by those against us, that’s when we have to look up and see God standing there reaching out saying, “Treasured daughter, look to me.  Grab my hand.  Keep breathing.  I am right here.  You are not alone.  Nor are you left to battle this crisis alone.”

What happened to your faith?  Why did you take your eyes off of me and focus on this raging storm surrounding you?  Nothing has changed except your focus. 

I had never felt the weight of this kind of crushing crisis.  And I’ve lived through my fair share.  That’s when the Lord guided me to 2 Chronicles 20.  He reminded me of His Truths with absolutely no sugared-coated serendipities!

Testing sucks…  Especially in the form of crisis.  You know, this feeling of dread and hopelessness that I felt was overwhelming.  Between the panic that overwhelmed my body and the lack of oxygen going into my brain, it made my body quiver and shake.  It clouded over any natural fight-or-flight response.

I started to react with old behaviors where I would deny it and run like a mad dog or even reach for a bottle of Jesus Juice (wine) to numb the feelings that were raging throughout my body, but this time I am facing these crises head-on and I hate every second of it.

During our crisis, we need to see and experience our God.  When the enemy invades and we feel completely hopeless, we are inviting, even leading, God to intervene on our behalf and speak into the situation.  That means adjusting to God’s lead, not the other way around, darn it!  That includes feeling the pain, experiencing it and letting it go.

Face the Facts with Faith

As Rick Warren said, “Face the facts with faith.  Faith is not denying reality, faith is facing the facts without being discouraged by them.” 

God is greater than our problems, but being phony and denying how we’re feeling and thinking is a flat-out lie.  Worst-case witnessing, Christians lying, even denying, the truth of their realities.  How else can we learn?

Faith is facing the facts without being discouraged by them.  This is why I try and remember to faith the fear!  This battle belongs to the Lord. 

My proclamation:  Beloveds who choose to keep their focus on our amazing Lord walk through crises courageously because they know that heaven rules and earth will never have the last word!

Until next time…

Thank You For Being Beautiful You!

I Just Washed My Hair and I Can’t Do A THING With It!

It’s Hard Being Me!

For Girls Only

What was I thinking???  I succumbed to the pressures of his relentless requests.  Between his text messages, phone calls, church attendance and his random notes tied around bouquets of roses (which stole my heart ♥♥), I don’t know if I was feeding into his vanity with my polite attentiveness or allowing his tenacity to usher in a one-up.

Honestly, I have not been out on a “real date” in over ten years and I was more than comfortable with that.  My picker had malfunctioned and led me down a path of heartache in the past, but you’ve got to give a girl credit for risking everything for love a couple of times, right?  Especially with her rejection record.  Talk about courage and strength!

And no, don’t ask me who it was.  For my eyes only!  I will share, he was indeed a tall, dark drink of water who wears a uniform sometimes 24 hours a day!  Oh, my palpitating heart! 

Ha!  That could mean anyone from First Responders to UPS drivers.  I’m bad, I know…  A girl’s got to keep SOME secrets, you know!

Oh, and in case you are still trying to figure it out, don’t forget that seasonal shopping is upon us and Santa Claus wears his uniform 24/7!

I’m so bad…  And I’m loving every minute of it!!!  My blog has been way too serious.  Now it’s time to have some fun and be me!

Life is and should be a box of chocolates!

Normally whether I’m in court, doing chaplain work, barking at our INJUSTICE system or running around town, my look consists of a dress and long blonde hair.  In court the suit wins, but around town, the long hair tucked behind the ears is who Grammy Tammy is. 

Gotta keep a youthful appearance, right?  I like the easy-breezy side.

So getting ready for this long-awaited date with “the” tall, dark and very persistent handsome man should require a little extra prepping time getting ready, right?  Well, I showered and got ready like any typical day except I gave myself an extra 30 minutes to prepare for perfection. 

Oh my!  Fatal mistake number one.

Once I finished blow drying my hair, it looked amazing; never looked better.  It almost resembled a straight iron along with the soft curls.  Only us girls know what that looks like. 

So I got dressed and brushed my teeth for the last time.  Gotta have spearmint breath, right?  Yes, even us grandmas worry about that same stuff, girls; especially me!  It’s kind of an OCD thing with me. 

I glanced over at the clock and realized I had 40 minutes until I had to leave to meet my date.  Well, shoot, with that amount of time left over, I glanced at myself in the mirror and thought I could do better. 

So I brushed the hair out along with the curls and combed in the frizz.  I added some hairspray and low and behold, my beautiful perfection turned into a breeding, raging bird’s nest.

Come on, girls, we know what we do with our hair when we keep on messing with it?  Think about a silky, thin-haired blonde with hairspray and a back-comb; oh Lord, have mercy!  Can I hear the screams from a bird’s nest?

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Do I hear a meltdown?  Yep, you got it!  Oh, it was so much more.  Not even a bottle of Jesus Juice (wine) could have taken away the sting from the pain that I saw looking back at me.

And now the clock strikes past and I am late…

What’s a girl to do when meltdowns ensue all in the name of love and vanity?  She throws the hair behind the ears instead of up in a tight bun and dashes out the door leaving behind a trail of tears.

Now we welcome the Gene Simmons’ look from Kiss, you know, the black racoon eyes.  Just beautiful!

Here God tells us in His Word that our beauty is to be adorned with the lasting beauty that is found in our hearts, filled with a gentle and quiet spirit (1 Peter 3:3-4) and not the hair, makeup, jewelry and fine clothes that we put on and believe beautifies us.

God never said natural beauty was full of chaos and meltdowns.  This exit resembled more like ravens fleeing from a comfy nest!

After the meltdown and feeling less-than beautiful for my tall, dark drink of water, I rose to the occasion, bad hair day and all. 

Here my Romeo dared to be late (strike three) or he was hiding, sitting at the bar laughing his assets off as to how I looked with my bird’s nest and racoon eyes, and my mountain of irritation was at full bar. 

Once my Romeo announced his arrival, our eyes met, and the evening and chaos was met with anything but good times.  Our restaurant was surrounded with mirrors and every mirror was filled with an admirer:  Romeo and My Hair! 

My nest gave birth to the definition of Carly Simon’s song, “You’re So Vain.”

You walked into the party
Like you were walking onto a yacht.
Your hat strategically dipped below one eye
Your scarf, it was apricot.
You had one eye in the mirror
As you watched yourself go by.
And all the girls dreamed that they’d be your partner
They’d be your partner,

and

You’re so vain.
You probably think this song is about you
You’re so vain.
I’ll bet you think this song is about you
Don’t you?
Don’t you?

Until next time…

Thank You For Being Beautiful You!

 

Find The Gold In Everyone! Tammy Tangent Tuesdays

It’s Easier Than You Think!

He who seeks good finds goodwill,

but evil comes to him who searches for it.

Proverbs 11:27

Hello Beautiful!  I pray your heart is overflowing with joy and love this week as you saw how easy it is to be the hands and feet of God bridging the gap from last week’s challenge.  The simple random act of that little boy laying his life down creating a bridge so the little girl could walk over safely was eye opening, wasn’t it? 

Laying down one’s life is exactly what Jesus did for us and can be mirrored when clothing ourselves daily with courage and kindness.  It’s that time again; it’s Tammy Tangent Tuesdays!

Why is it so hard for us Beloveds to encourage, inspire and compliment one another and even be the recipients of such blessings?  Why do we push these gifts away while being suspect of motive?  It appears we’ve become more concerned with spending exhaustive amounts of time looking for the dirt in others instead of seeing the golden nuggets that they are.

If we clothe ourselves daily with compassion and human kindness, we won’t have to look very far or even closeup to see the gold in other beloveds.  Encouragement through compliments and support is something we all desire and need on a daily basis and yet, it is becoming suspect when one chooses to speak words of affirmation.

I love to spend time meditating on the Word because I need daily (more like minute by minute) inspiration and guidance so the Lord can spread His umbrella of protection around my heart.  I’m a Beloved just like the rest of us who can turn at a moment’s notice and hiss at others while allowing my attitude to destroy and tear down others instead of building them up.

My jolts of joy need building and that takes a lot of time with my Lord.  When I leave His presence, I am filled with His Love knowing I am precious in His sight, I am His masterpiece, and I was designed meticulously with unique qualities that no one else has or could offer, so I leave feeling refreshed, restored and beautiful.  With this blanket of love and confidence, I get to change the atmosphere and do so by identifying all beloveds as Beautiful. 

I mean, come on, who doesn’t want to be addressed and affirmed as beautiful, right?  I know I can never hear it enough.  And since I’m single, that means I need a double dose of being called beautiful so I can absorb and reciprocate it with the spreading of love. 

People that know me or have met me embrace the gift that they’re going to be referred to as beautiful whether they like it or not.  This includes whether I am walking into a meeting, church, or even at my doctor’s office.  I try to sprinkle love by welcoming beloveds with a smile and the greeting of “Hi Beautiful!” 

We’re in a culture and society now where the fertile soil is ripe for receiving seeds of encouragement and love which will blossom into beauty through the depositing and cultivation of celebration.  This can be done through the power of words.

What is sad, though, with all the darkness and division today, rarely do beloveds get to hear building words of inspiration from a stranger or even their friends and family that they’re considered beautiful.

Why are we suspect when someone calls us beautiful?  Why do we feel uncomfortable and almost awkward when receiving not only the Truths about ourselves, but positive reinforcement as to who God designed us to be?

I will admit, some of the initial reactions from Beloveds are quite comical.  When I say hello for the first time saying, “Hi Beautiful, how are you,” they look confused and perplexed.  They have even become somewhat suspicious or awkward by such a greeting.  You would think I had leprosy or was some weirdo dangling a you’re-being-robbed note by their expressions initially, but then that fear turns into a beautiful softening of their aura.

 

 

We need more of God’s outpouring of Love to blanket others especially when being referred to as beautiful creates fear.  I don’t know about you, but when we feel treasured and pursued, the world becomes a more beautiful place and we’re able to radiate His Love and change the atmosphere.  Being told we’re beautiful changes everything!

Can you imagine a world where beloveds are running around and engaging with one another confident?  How about even celebrating each others’ lives as beautiful?  Talk about powerful.  The comparing, the competing, and the criticizing could be turned into supporting, celebrating and encouragement instead.  Now that’s a beautiful world!

Blameless Proverbs 11.27

Weekly challenge:   Let’s challenge ourselves to be an inspiration to ALL BELOVEDS we cross paths with this week by identifying them as “Beautiful.”  Let’s encourage each other with words of Truth, words of praise, words of encouragement and support.  Let’s shock and change the atmosphere everywhere we go.  This domino effect will usher the world into the presence of what the kingdom of God is like this side of heaven wherever that love travels to.  That’s an easy bridge to construct, all in the name of Love.

Where’s the love?  Let your words release the brightness of the Lord and let it fly. 

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Until next time…

Thank You For Being Beautiful You!

The Eyes Tell A Story More Powerful Than The Tongue!

Blameless Life

Do Our Eyes Reflect Spiritual Light Or Darkness?

The eye is the lamp of the body.  If your eyes are good, your whole body will be full of light (Matthew 6:22). 

I was feeling sassy and playful.  Confidence oozed from my pores.  I finally had that skip back in my step.  I had allowed discouragement and what I perceived as “defeat” to rob me of my strength and joy.  But my eyes were screaming, “I’m back…”

I thrive pursuing a blameless life emanating joy because I love my Lord who gives me comfort and courage, but attack my character and/or a loved one’s, that temptation to leap and pounce on the prey that stands before me becomes my greatest sin and battlefield.

This Beloved was graciously rewarded with joy that could not be contained.  The intensity when God stretches your faith and trust by using you as His vessel to shake up an evil and corrupt justice system is hard not to rejoice and celebrate over.  Vengeance belongs to the Lord!  But… the containment found in the eyes tells the story of a longing fulfilled. 

Our hearts mirror our souls and are reflected by our thoughts and what we see and hear!

We have to protect what we see and hear daily and what we allow into our lives.  Sometimes we don’t have that choice and that can usher adverse effects on the condition of our souls.  When we have a growing, intimate relationship with Jesus, our eyes are more radiant because they’re fixated on Him and not our problems.  When we become discouraged and defeated, that glow and twinkling loses its brilliance.  As hard as we try to hide our feelings, we forget how our eyes speak with their own language. 

Can we say animated???  You bet!  Daggers…  Venom…  Deadly…

Seriously though, I was skipping merrily along with jolts of joy because the Lord took victory in using the weak (me, me, me) to take down the strong (usurping authority).  I was radiating confidence that this wounded warrior only dared to dream about (1 Corinthians 1:27). 

So now when God ushers me into situations that are way over my head and expertise and full of fear, I won’t freak out as bad because I have this faith-building deliverance that strengthened my faith.

A person’s thoughts are discovered and exposed by examining the eyes!

Let’s face it, when we’re upset, our eyes are a dead giveaway.  We don’t need to open our mouths.  There is more fire and toxicity than light.  Have you ever looked in the eyes of a person filled with rage?  I sure have.  Let me share, it is frightening.  All you see is a blank stare filled with death and glazed-over fire.  There is no flicker of life in those eyes.  When you encounter a person filled with joy and the love of the Lord, their eyes twinkle and radiate their soul’s health.

I used to struggle focusing on the Lord when I lived in darkness filled with fear, despair and depression.  Life can be really hard at times, but until I claimed and received the Lord’s outpouring of Love that permeated my heart, His light could not be radiated.  It is up to me now to keep the rekindling process alive so I can thrive and not just survive.

Blameless Beauty of a Woman

The true beauty of a Beloved is seen through her eyes!

I don’t know anyone that would enjoy spending time in the presence of a beautiful woman with hate in her heart and eyes filled with darkness.  The true beauty of a Beloved is seen through her eyes and how she makes others feel!

Have you ever noticed the person you were talking with seemed to have a twinkle in their eyes when they were talking?  Maybe there were tears overflowing from the ducts of their eyes or a redness that shadowed the whites of their eyes.  Paulo Coelho wrote, “The eyes are the mirror of the soul and reflect everything that seems to be hidden; and like a mirror, they also reflect the person looking into them.”

I want my eyes to project the strength of my soul.  That doesn’t mean they won’t gush tears from the sorrow of my soul from time to time, but I want them to radiate my soul’s beauty and strength that is found within the eye’s twinkling.

Always pray to have eyes that see the best, a heart that forgives the worst, a mind that forgets the bad, and a soul that never loses faith!

When people look into your eyes, do they see life or death?  When you speak, do your eyes twinkle with sincerity and excitement or do they radiate judgment and darkness?  Our eyes speak louder than anything that could flow from our mouths, filtered or not.

When life takes me through turbulent storms, I want immediate relief and an umbrella of protection.  When the waves are constantly pounding me up against the rocks in the raging sea and I find myself struggling not to go under, my soul clings to:

You Are Much Stronger Than The Storm!

Faith and trust enables us to see through the Lens of Love Himself with no borders and/or boundaries leading us to sojourn confidently while taking risks and living in peace that surpasses all knowledge.  What story do your eyes show?

Until next time…

Thank You For Being Beautiful You!

 

Clothing Ourselves With Compassion and Human Kindness!

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Our World Needs Us Dressed and Ready To Bridge The Gap With Love and Human Kindness! 

Tammy Tangent Tuesdays

Hello Beautiful!  I pray you are embracing this week realizing just how beautiful you are along with being blessed.  After all the tragedy that has developed around the world these past few months between the riots, terrorism attacks, earthquakes, raging fires and the destructive hurricanes, there are a lot of hurting and down-and-out beloveds that areBlameless Blossoms True Beauty Within suffering and in great need of some human kindness.  If we could only remember that living in peace blossoms the true beauty within, we would be reminded how important it is to get dressed daily in God’s Great Love.  It’s that time again, it’s Tammy Tangent Tuesdays!

Admittedly, last week I was full of woe and worry.  This week I am filled with gratitude and determination to make a difference in the lives of so many hurting beloveds.  I was fortunate enough to come through all of these natural disasters unscathed, but I have many friends who were on the receiving end to all of this destruction and were wiped out completely.

Where do you go or even start to clean up when the whereabouts of the front door to your home is nowhere to be found or it’s buried beneath six feet of water?  Talk about overwhelming.  Many don’t even know how to start cleaning up because of the emotional layers filled with turmoil, much less not having the necessary means to maintain sanitary conditions like clean and running potable water and electricity to make the environment habitable.

Colossians 3:12 reminds us to start each day as God’s chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothed with compassion and kindness, to name just a few.  The only way we can be dressed with compassion and kindness is to layer these virtues with His Great Love.  Love holds these virtues into place like glue.  When we let Love guide our life, the peace of Christ will rule in our tender hearts. 

So in order to eliminate the terrible duo of fear and loss, how about we work together in being kind and compassionate.  A few ways to promote compassion can be:

  1. Start with Yourself (focus on your strengths and positive qualities first).
  2. Communicate Verbally and Non-verbally (eye contact, body inward, and listen).
  3. Touch (a gentle touch goes a long way.  If appropriate, a hug or shoulder tap).
  4. Encourage Others (positive reinforcement and praise).
  5. Express Yourself (nodding, tears, laughter, and a sincere smile go a long way).
  6. Show Kindness (expecting nothing in return).
  7. Respect Privacy (no gossiping and respect personal space).
  8. Learn How To Advocate (speak up and defend others’ rights).
  9. Volunteer (help in cleanup, babysit, running errands, making phone calls).
  10. Consider your words carefully (think before you speak, empathize, a loving attitude).

Love Holds Compassion and Kindness In Place

Without love, none of this can be accomplished.  God’s kind of love is not a feeling, it’s an action that moves forward.  God’s Great Love is selfless, requiring to love whether we feel like it or not.  Where there’s anger, a sign of love is to show compassion.  Where there is malice, kindness shows the love that exists in our hearts. 

Let Love Guide Our Lives

Let’s start letting love guide our lives.  Laying down one’s life to act as a bridge so another beloved who is filled with fear can walk safely over to the other side is where the love is at.  That’s what Jesus would do and did for us.

Weekly challenge:  Let’s be proactive by getting and staying involved in the needs that are overwhelming other beloveds in our world today where we can step in and help with.  Whether we’re on the east coast or west coast, strong bridges can be built through love.  Whether it’s a small monetary donation, a prayer, a sincere smile, a listening ear, dropping off water and groceries, doing research or even someone who joyfully changes the atmosphere wherever they go by pouring out the Love that only us Beautiful Beloveds can radiate.  Together, one by one, piece by piece, we can make our world beautiful again!

Until next time…

Thank You For Being Beautiful You!

Is Clamoring For Attention Worth Turning You Into A Zombie?

It’s a Cat Fight and It’s Bloody!

The harvest is plentiful but the workers are few (Matthew 9:37).  If this is the case, why are so many of us Christians turning into zombies ushering us into pathetic cat fights that stampede other beloveds all in the name of competition? 

This competition is ugly and it clouds over the glory of our Lord.  It resembles more of a beat-up, scary soul.

There are so many souls just waiting to give their lives over to the Lord and become part of the body of Christ, but they need joyful and merciful beloveds to guide them. 

Having a zombie-like appearance and/or competitive spirit detracts beloveds from comfortably entering and engaging in a relationship with Jesus Christ.

Where’s the love and joy that welcomes and encourages the radiance of God’s glory?  Are our zombie-like appearances detracting others from engaging in the body of Christ or is it the clamoring for attention that makes others sprint from the church?

I know all too well what it is like to serve until I collapse.  I love people and there’s nothing more that warms my heart than meeting the needs of others, but sometimes it becomes too much and I need to check my motives before burnout develops.

There’s nothing wrong with setting boundaries and alerting others that the demands are robbing us of our joy.  When our service is guilt-driven instead of our cup overflowing with grace, that’s when the Spirit is announcing it’s time that we need refreshment and restoration ourselves.

I know we worry about letting others down, or we will relinquish being perceived as a leader, or that our leaders will turn their backs on us after our sabbatical.  Trust me, there are plenty of organizations needing volunteers where you will be received with great love, acceptance and acknowledgment.

There’s nothing worse when you enter a congregation filled with burned-out leaders that walk around resembling zombies.  Where’s the joy and excitement coming together?  They may look your way; but they look through you, not at you.  They throw out a forced smile and can’t wait until the service is over so they can literally rush out.

Where’s the love that takes the time to engage in a relationship or even remembers your name?

If only we could remember that our position or title does not indicate our worth or value; instead, God will be able to utilize our beautiful selves in changing the atmosphere somewhere else or usher us into a completely new area created just for our unique gifts. 

The Lord mentioned that the harvest is plentiful, but the workers are few, because He was announcing there would ALWAYS BE plenty of positions available.  God’s always hiring!

Are we more interested in the labels and titles that puff up our egos that announce we belong and have power or are the job responsibilities in being a servant too demanding? 

Better yet, as we knock out other beloveds in order to be a part of the pastoral clique, have we once thought about the responsibility and commitment that is needed to undertake and fulfill these highly competitive roles in the church?  Everyone wants to be a part of the leadership in our churches, but they don’t want to do the work.

As a concerned beloved pointed out, “Have you noticed how the church is full of beloveds clamoring for attention in their feat of competition?” 

Beloved, there’s plenty of positions available.  We need to be conscience of the fact that we’re not glorifying our Lord when we’re overwhelmed with commitments and just going through the motion resembling zombies gnashing our teeth rather than the radiant beloveds full of joy and grace.

That’s scary stuff.  Who would want to come inside?  I sure wouldn’t!

Funny thing about climbing the ladder in the church, God has thousands upon thousands of jobs just laying vacant with unlimited perks and great blessings…

No need for a cat fight.  We don’t have to shun or belittle another because we fear they will take our position or push us out of ours… 

There’s a whole world outside of our congregation’s four walls that wants and needs to be loved on.  I’m asking the Lord of the harvest, therefore, to send out workers into His harvest. 

I’m just trying to be a vessel myself that pours much-needed love and encouragement into others’ lives; that’s my gift and something I offer freely.

Ask the Lord of the harvest, therefore, to send out workers into his harvest field (Matthew 9:38).

Let’s stop trampling others.  I don’t know who let the animals out, but maybe we could run our race more victoriously after we undergo a heart transplant before we stampede and take others out. 

Until next time…

Thank You For Being Beautiful You!