Courageous Hope

Any area of your life that does not glisten with hope is under the influence of a lie.

Where do we even begin to change a culture of exploitation? March 21, 2013

The news and the world-wide web are ringing loud the alarm of the tragedy at Steubenville.  Where boys, just young boys…saw a vulnerable young girl…and used her body for their pleasure and entertainment while she was unaware. They callously photographed her and blasted their exploits on the internet shamelessly. Eye witnesses treated the incident with a casualty that borders cruelty.   The blogosphere is running wild with brilliant words and brutal words about this story.  But what I’m struck with is how at the core of this Steubenville rape story is the same mindset that is enslaving 27 million people around the world.

No matter which way you look at it, “Trafficking is an exploitation of vulnerability” she said.

I’ve meditated on those words since I first heard them in the Nefarious documentary.

There are many who believe that those involved in commercial sexual exploitation are there by choice.  No matter what way you look at it, sex for sale, sex trafficking, strip clubs, escorts, prostitutes and  pornography, it’s all an exploitation of vulnerability. No matter what way you look at what happened in Steubenville…it’s an exploitation of vulnerability.

Two young men have been sentenced to juvenile detention for their exploitation of that young girl and a wake up call has rattled a community and a nation. Yet this month in the state I live in it is estimated that 7,200 men will purchase commercial sex. And nearly all of them go un-sentenced. If they are arrested at all, the slap on the wrist they receive is not painful enough to stop them. They will use the body of a woman, who is likely a slave to her pimp whose controlling and abusive ways have exploited her vulnerability,  to service their lust. And just like all the teenagers at that party in Steubenville…we know it’s going on, we look the other way and we don’t stop it. We casually accept this as a part of life, part of our society that will never go away.

People want to place blame in every direction. But I say we all take ownership.

All of us. All humans.

Because somehow we have created a world where boys can rape unconscious girls. And men can order up women, as they would order take out, to be delivered to their room and service their sexual needs.

How did we get here?  How did we become so callous  that it is common for the vulnerable in our world to be exploited in so many different ways?

How can one human decide another human’s value is less than their own to the point of exploiting the other’s weakness to their own advantage?  

So what are we going to do? What are you going to do?  Enough is enough already people! We have to do something.

Where do we even start?

How do we shift from a culture of exploitation to a culture of edification?

How do we shift from a culture of hate to a culture of love?

I am going to start….with my children.

I will teach my daughter:

Her beauty and her strength.  The gift that her vulnerable heart really is to the world. How incredibly valuable she is and how incredibly valuable each person is.

I will teach my son:

How to respect himself. How to respect and honor girls and never to objectify them. How to use his strength to fight for good.

I will teach my children:

That they are loved. To honor all life and all people. How to stand up and speak up when someone is being taken advantage of. To speak for those who have no voice. That we encourage those who are weak and never exploit them. To take responsibility for their actions. To take responsibility for the atmosphere they create everywhere they go. That all that is necessary for evil to continue is for good men and women to do nothing. That it is their calling in life to be a funnel of God’s love.  The only way to love people well is to love God first and let all that amazing love overflow out of you and onto everyone around you. That everything is about loving God and loving people.

The only way I will teach that to my children is by living it out in front of them everyday.

So I guess really….I’m starting with me.

That is a place to start.

 

What The World Needs Now December 16, 2012

Filed under: Hope,Life,Parenting,Spirituality,Supernatural Living — Shayla @ Courageous Hope @ 10:56 pm
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Many people have been asking “why?” in regards to the tragic events that took the lives of innocent young children and some of their teachers in Connecticut.

 

Why?

 

I think one reason is that hurt people hurt people.

 

When I used to hear news like this I was all the more motivated to find the quickest way to the mountains and my dream hippy commune where we eat from the garden every day and enjoy group hugs around the campfire each night. I still do think that could be swell…

 

But that is not my response this time….

 

I am a parent. My daughter is the same age…6… of most of those 20 children brutally murdered. I am deeply saddened for these parents and their tremendous loss.

 

But my response is not to cower in fear and grab my children and huddle them up in my dream hippie commune away from all danger, anger, and fear.

 

My response is that I am more motivated to love the living evil right out of this earth.

 

I cannot fathom sitting around my blissful campfire growing more obese as a glutton of the goodness, the hope, the glory, freedom and LOVE I feed off of as a child of the King.  No I cannot keep all that to myself.  Rather I must share that with the hungry, starving world.

 

I serve as a volunteer in one of the roughest areas of Atlanta as we seek to end sex trafficking in one specific neighborhood. On that outreach recently some of my co-volunteers encountered  a man they were able to share God’s love with. For quite some time they spoke destiny and life to him, at one point he reached in and pulled out a gun. Then he emptied the bullets and placed them in the hand of my friend and said, “Here…I was planning to go and shoot everyone in my work tonight because I was just so angry. But now…I can’t do that anymore.”  Lives that would have been lost in a senseless tragedy were saved just by some strangers showing love and life to an angry, confused young man.  5 bullets were given to my friend that night. 5 bullets that would have been used to end lives are now a testimony of the power of Love.

 

Oh how my heart breaks that there was not someone to stop this Sandy Hook shooter in the same way. I know God’s heart breaks over that too. But can you imagine how many tragedies could be prevented just by simply going into the ugly places and bringing beauty? Going into the darkness and bringing light? Going into the hate and bringing love? Reaching out to the loners and loving them?  Love is the answer. I am the answer. You are the answer.  What if we lived like it?

 

People often say “where is God?” in times like this. Well, I say He is inside of me, He is inside of you and so is His Love.

 

So where are we?

 

What are we going to do about it?

 

God grieves with these families. He did not take these beautiful lives. But I know He welcomed them with open arms.

 

I know the issue is complicated. I know we need to care for the mentally ill and we need to have more security etc…But I think maybe I am naive enough to believe that the answer could be as simple as LOVE.

 

Love that suffocates murder and breathes life. Love that drowns despair and births hope. Love that comforts those who mourn. Love that binds the broken-hearted.  Broken people break others. Hurt people hurt others.  But people who are consumed by Love…well they love others.  Not just around the campfire at their safe community. But they love the dirty, the broken, the hurting, the weird, and the angry. Those consumed by Love…love. Love is the agenda of Heaven to heal the broken-hearted and to set captives free, to bring joy to those who mourn.

 

Love is the answer now more than ever.

 

Wisdom? August 28, 2011

A week or so ago I saw this quote on Bill Johnson’s facebook status and I have been marinating in it ever since:

 

“Fear often looks like wisdom to those in unbelief”

 

So often we think we are operating in wisdom when perhaps it is merely fear that drives us.  We fear because we don’t believe. We don’t believe God.

 

I think of decisions regarding finances that can often be motivated by the fear that God won’t provide or come through. We depend so highly on our own work and our own plan and our own “wisdom” because we don’t believe He will be enough.

 

I think of decisions I make in parenting and begin to see often what I am calling wisdom is really just fear. Fear that God is not good. I believe it is in my hands. I do not believe it is in His hands.

 

Sometimes the “wisdom” that others offer us could be them imposing their own fears upon us. Maybe stepping out in faith scares them and they want us to be just as “wise” (or fearful) as they are.

 

I’m not implying we be foolish with such things and chalk it up to “faith”. (So don’t go max out your credit card because you believe God will pay it off! :-) )But that perhaps we allow God to search the motives of our heart. Allow His wisdom to guide us. We may be surprised at what his wisdom tells us to do. Often it will look quite different than our own.

 

So how do we know if our wisdom is fear?

 

As I have been dwelling on this I see that there is no fear in love.

 

There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear

1 John 4:18

 

If I am operating in love I cannot be operating in fear. So wisdom from love is truly wise.

 

To operate in love-wisdom requires oneness with the One who is love itself. The more we are united with the Spirit of God the more we become love and operate out of that love. The more we understand His love for us, the more we believe. Believe His goodness, His provision. We trust.

 

There have been times I have been told I am a wise woman. At the risk of sounding arrogant, I have sometimes thought I was. But as I have been thinking on this lately I wonder if sometimes what I really have been is fearful?

 

If we are afraid it is because we have not fully experienced his perfect, complete love. Because that perfect love drives the fear away.

 

Oh how I long to experience more fully and completely that love. I do not want to be driven by fear. I want to be consumed by love, driven by love and operate in a wisdom that is birthed of pure love.

 

Just some stuff I’ve been thinking on lately….

 

I love reading different translations…here are some words to ponder…

 

1 John 4:17-19

The Message (MSG)

To Love, to Be Loved

 

 17-18God is love. When we take up permanent residence in a life of love, we live in God and God lives in us. This way, love has the run of the house, becomes at home and mature in us, so that we’re free of worry on Judgment Day—our standing in the world is identical with Christ’s. There is no room in love for fear. Well-formed love banishes fear. Since fear is crippling, a fearful life—fear of death, fear of judgment—is one not yet fully formed in love.

 19We, though, are going to love—love and be loved. First we were loved, now we love. He loved us first.

 

 

1 John 4:18-19

Amplified Bible (AMP)

18There is no fear in love [dread does not exist], but full-grown (complete, perfect) love [a]turns fear out of doors and expels every trace of terror! For fear [b]brings with it the thought of punishment, and [so] he who is afraid has not reached the full maturity of love [is not yet grown into love's complete perfection].

 

    19We love Him, because He first loved us.

 

The School of Love May 31, 2011

Filed under: Parenting,Relationships — Shayla @ Courageous Hope @ 12:43 am
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I have found the journey of parenthood to be the ultimate training on how to love.

The priority of God’s Kingdom, the ultimate greatest commandments are to love God and love people. The entire message of the Gospel all comes down to LOVE.

Often we hear that and are convicted to live out more compassionate lives of service. To love the “least of these”, to love the “unloveable”. I feel I have done that throughout my life and encouraged others to do the same as we ran our missions camp reaching out, showing love in practical ways. It is always a powerful experience to love this way, it is always a hint of heaven touching earth when we express God’s love to others through service.  This is our call if we follow Jesus, to love those in need by meeting their needs.

Yet, in some ways it seems to me to be easier to show love to strangers, to show love to those less fortunate.  The hardest ones to love… are those you brush up against every single day.  I find that much more is required of us to always put others before ourselves and honor and love those around us every minute of every day. Maybe it’s the husband who doesn’t put his clothes in the hamper, or maybe the cubicle partner you sit next to every day at the office who smacks his gum in such a way you’d swear it was nails on a chalkboard, or maybe it’s the child who throws his food at every single meal, or the other child who can’t seem to find her shoes. Ever!  Yes, these are the moments, the opportunities to learn to really love.  This is the hard work of love.

Now of course I have an overwhelming love in my heart for my children. But to demonstrate and live that love out  in the everyday… those moments when all I feel is impatience towards one of them?  The very first line used to describe love in the infamous 13th chapter of First Corinthians says “Love is patient…”  oh but I am far from it!  And how then can I claim to love?

It goes on to say that “Love is not self-seeking” either and while I love the time I have with my children…. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t pine away for a moment I might just eat a meal in peace or have a complete thought.  Parenthood is the ultimate training in selflessness. The ultimate experience of constantly putting the needs of others first. Parenthood grows us up into more loving and giving people. It transforms us into vessels God’s love can pour out of.

There are things I know God has called me to do. I am also very aware that there are seasons to our lives and the season in which I currently find myself is not the season for those things. There are moments I find myself wondering why I am not off doing some grandiose expression of God’s love to the world. Something of lasting impact for the kingdom. Something important and significant.

And then I realize that I am.  That I am a student in the school of learning to love God’s way. For in learning to love in all circumstances, at all times, I learn to manifest God’s love to my children. Daily praying that I can model the love Father God has for them. Through parenthood I am being trained to love God’s people in a more patient and selfless way that will manifest the heart of Father God for all His children. These little ones entrusted to me are world changers… it is in their DNA and I am charged with the mission to foster and grow that within them by leading them into the heart of God and into their destinies as loved children that will have a lasting impact on God’s kingdom. They will be agents of God’s love to the world.  It starts with me loving them by the Grace of God, allowing God’s love to flow through me even when they throw tantrums or lose their shoes for the 14th time that day.

1 Corinthians 13:3-7 (Amplified Bible)

3Even if I dole out all that I have [to the poor in providing] food, and if I surrender my body to be burned or [a] in order that I may glory, but have not love (God’s love in me), I gain nothing.

4Love endures long and is patient and kind; love never is envious nor boils over with jealousy, is not boastful or vainglorious, does not display itself haughtily.

5It is not conceited (arrogant and inflated with pride); it is not rude (unmannerly) and does not act unbecomingly. Love (God’s love in us) does not insist on its own rights or its own way, for it is not self-seeking; it is not touchy or fretful or resentful; it takes no account of the evil done to it [it pays no attention to a suffered wrong].

6It does not rejoice at injustice and unrighteousness, but rejoices when right and truth prevail.

7Love bears up under anything and everything that comes, is ever ready to believe the best of every person, its hopes are fadeless under all circumstances, and it endures everything [without weakening].

 

9 Lessons from 9 years of marriage April 7, 2011

The kiss at our vow renewal.

Nine years ago today my husband and I got married. I would love to tell you it has all been complete bliss just like the movies and fairy tales but I would be lying. I know some people have an easier time at marriage. We were not those people. Marriage was very hard for us for a long time. I have so much hope for hurting marriages because of what God has brought our marriage out of.

 

The day we got married was a spectacular day.  Aside from the florist getting the flowers wrong and a few minor things, the wedding went off without a hitch, the weather was glorious and it was the best wedding I’ve ever been too J.  But bigger than all of that I can say that God showed up at our wedding. We truly felt something much bigger than ourselves was happening that day.

 

The day I got married I thought I had all the tools I needed for success. I was 24 years old when I got married and I had a college degree, I had studied marriage and family courses at THE Focus on the Family Institute of all places. I had studied under John Eldredge and been mentored under his counseling for a semester. I understood so much about how marriage was supposed to be, about the heart of a woman and the heart of a man. We were the “it” couple destined for great things.  We did things right and waited for marriage. And our wedding was a glorious picture of all of that.

 

We wrote our own vows and they were long and glorious and we meant every word. My great Uncle Bob commented at the reception…”Wow that was quite a lot you were vowing to!” We laughed thinking oh he just doesn’t get it, that’s the kind of marriage we want, (he must not have read Wild At Heart!).  Oh but Uncle Bob had been married for a crazy long time and he knew so much more than we did :-) .

 

About three months after that glorious day we began to fall flat on our face and it only spiraled downward from there.  It was not 100 percent awful, but there were many very dark days.  One of the craziest things about our marriage troubles was that hardly anyone knew anything about them. For years we told no one. Until it became too much to bear and God brought the right listeners.

 

I think no one knew but if I’m honest we were probably giving it away without telling anyone.  I was so hurt and angry over how things were turning out that I was a bitter and angry person and you could hear it in my voice, especially when I spoke to my husband. I shudder when I think about it now.

 

The word “divorce” may not have been in our vocabulary but it was in our thoughts. We felt so stuck. All we were hoping for was to just not be so miserable!

 

We had no idea what God had in store for us. We could not have known the transformation He would bring.  We had no idea how good it could be for us, yes even us!  I cannot even believe how good things are now in my marriage. If you had told me that things would be like this in my marriage back in those dark days, I never would have believed you. Never.

 

One year ago on our eighth wedding anniversary we renewed our vows. We decided to commit those same crazy long vows to each other all over again, but as the new people we had become. This time we knew what we were vowing to, and how hard it is and how beautiful. It was a beautiful redeeming moment. Eight is symbolic for new beginnings and that day was truly a new beginning for us. God has begun to restore all the years the locust had eaten in our marriage.

 

So that is why I have so much hope for marriages that feel hopeless. I plan to write more about this topic on this site to offer that hope to hurting marriages.

 

Yesterday I shared a key ingredient for marriage, with that foundation in mind I’d like to offer you 9 of the lessons I’ve learned over 9 years of marriage. Every one of these lessons was learned the hard way and is easier said than done. These are the lessons God used to bring our marriage out of the pits of despair and into a marriage full of life, love, hope, fun, joy and gratitude.

 

1. Lay down your PRIDE. It is for sure the biggest problem in your marriage. It is the source of so much strife and I would guarantee 90 percent of the issues in most marriages. Lay down YOUR pride. You are the only one who can lay down your Pride. No one can do it for you. When you lay it down, over and over and over… you will see miracles in your marriage. The longer you let your pride reign the more damage you will do to your marriage.

 

2. When the disappointments in marriage come always bring that disappointment to God before bringing it to your spouse. In doing so you allow God to be a filter of that disappointment, as he filters out all the lies you will be left with only truth and a pure heart to approach your spouse with.

 

3. Treat your spouse as if they already were the person you wish they were. That means respect them even when you don’t think they deserve it.  Show honor when they are not acting honorable.

 

4. Surrender to the process of marriage. The sooner the better. Marriage will require change on your part. When two people become one, they become something new, not the same as before. Through all the things that we change or give up as we navigate marriage we grow and deepen into who we are destined to be. Our spouses are the tool God uses to chisel away as he creates a beautiful masterpiece. The sooner we surrender to that process of marriage the sooner we reap the fruit.

 

5. Ask God for the gift of repentance that comes from Godly sorrow. Danny Silk says- “The gift of repentance creates the opportunity for true restoration. In fact, it is absolutely necessary in order to heal a relationship that has been hurt by sinful behavior. True repentance can only come through a relationship with God in which we come into contact with the grace of God to change.” A repentant heart takes the walls down and keeps the walls down.

 

6. Pray for your spouse. The Power of a Praying Wife was the hardest book I ever read and applied in my life. I read it and prayed it when I really did not like my husband and it was so hard. But it changed me and my husband. The most important thing here is always talking to God about your marriage. Sometimes God will lead you to speak up about something, most times he will lead you to shut up. But as long as Holy Spirit is leading and you are following, your marriage will be headed in a good direction.

 

7. The devil hates marriage and he will lie to you about your spouse and your marriage. There is a really good chance you are believing lies about your marriage. STOP! Ask God to show you the lies, break the agreements you have made with those lies and replace them with a truth about your spouse or marriage. When you hear the lie, speak the truth over and over.

 

8. You have the power to bring out the person you want to see in your spouse, to bring out their greatness. You also have the ability to squelch them and destroy them and prevent yourself from enjoying who they could be and who you want them to be. It is all in your words.  Use your words to call forth the greatness out of your spouse.

 

9. Seek help from trusted friends or counselors. Don’t keep your problems a secret. But if the person you are talking to only comforts you and makes you feel justified, and doesn’t point you to Jesus, you need to talk to a different person. (But don’t blab your problems to everyone either.)

 

In closing I would say stay together! What you overcome together will bind you together beyond all you could ever imagine and make you stronger and happier than you think. (And there is a really good chance that half the problems in your marriage are yours. So you will bring those same problems with you to the next relationship). Staying together is so worth it.

 

Our marriage is stronger than ever but it is not perfect. We are walking together toward further healing, further growth and enjoying the fruit along the way.

 

If your marriage is challenging or hurting, do not give up hope!!

If your marriage is alive and well and full of love and joy spread that around to other marriages around you!

 

Essential Marriage Ingredient April 6, 2011

Filed under: Marriage,Relationships — Shayla @ Courageous Hope @ 9:43 pm
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Marriage is on my mind. Tomorrow my husband and I will celebrate 9 years of marriage. Tomorrow another couple I know will get married. Later this month I will be officiating a wedding for yet another couple.  Love is in the air!

Which has got me thinking….

There is an essential ingredient in marriage, crucial even. This ingredient is still working itself all the way through all the dough of my own marriage.

It is the ingredient of receiving God’s love.  Now perhaps that seems obvious but I think so often we “know” God loves us but we have not fully received His love.

What would all of our marriages be like if we truly and deeply received God’s love for us?

The Love of Jesus would work itself deep down inside of us until it becomes more than enough.  We would be so filled and made complete by the love Father God has for us that a spouse’s love for us would just be icing on the cake.

We would not be defined by our spouse’s love for us but by Christ’s infinite love for us.

The perfect love of God would spill out of us onto our spouse.

God’s love would overwhelm us so much that all insecurity would be squeezed right out.

If we could receive God’s love than we would be able to receive the love of our spouse.

We would walk confidently, freely, without guilt or shame as one loved by God and man.

We would not be so desperate for our spouse to secure our insecurities.

The fear that drives us to control would lose its grip in the freedom and grace found in His love.

Because God’s love is perfect and perfect love drives out fear. His love comes to invade our hearts and drive out all the fear. Fear of rejection, fear of disappointment, fear of regret, fear of shame, fear of heartbreak, fear of not being enough, fear of being too much, fear of fear itself, all of it is banished in the presence of His love.

He offers that love to us.  Will we receive it?

The love we have for our spouses is so imperfect and finite. But when we allow God to love them through us it is perfect love.  We can’t love well without God’s love in us.

Receiving God’s love is the key ingredient for all marriages.

(Stay tuned! Tomorrow I will share 9 lessons I’ve learned in 9 years of marriage!)

 

Love has a smell March 21, 2011

Filed under: Gratitude,Parenting,Spirituality — Shayla @ Courageous Hope @ 3:49 pm
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Last night my four-year-old princess with the big brown eyes leans over to smell her brother’s pajamas I had just put on him, the hand-me-down from his cousin Aslan.

“I’m smelling him to see if his jammies smell like Aslan,” she says.

I laugh.

She confidently exclaims, “You know each family has a smell.”

“Oh yeah? What does our family smell like?” I say.

Her Daddy jokingly asks, “Do we smell like bacon?” we all laugh.

“No, I know what our family smells like.”

Then she leans in to me secretively and very important-like whispers one word:

“Love”

She says our family smells like love.

My heart melts and expands simultaneously.

Our family with all our ups and downs? With a mama who can be so impatient, so inconsistent, sometimes downright aggravated and by the way a terrible housekeeper? Some how this sweet girl, the one whose name means Beautiful Grace, the one who extends the meaning of her name to us every day, some how she smells love in our family?

I am humbled and I am blessed that we have created a culture of love in this little family, a love that smells.

I wonder… what does love smell like?

Maybe it’s in the gifts…

74.            Homemade marshmallows, campfires and old friends.

75.            The smell of coffee in the morning.

76.            Field trips to learn and grow and play

77.            My mother and sister and the anniversary of their births!

78.            The boy with a smile that takes over his face.

79.            Big brown curious and loving eyes.

80.            A groom that prays with me.

81.            Friends that pray for me.

82.            That God still speaks, and he is speaking to me.

83.            Free Italian Ice day!!

84.            My four year old with bright red lips tongue and teeth from very cherry fun.

85.            A family that smells like love.

So what do you think love smells like?

 

An Invitation To Courageous Hope February 26, 2011

Right now there is a song wearing a deep groove on my ipod as it repeats throughout my days. It moves me from deep within with lyrics like:
Your face is what I long to see…
Show me Your face
No more veils covering me
Burn me with pure love
So I can see

Gorgeous Face by Rick Pino is piercing the depths of me right now. It is the beat of my heart. I long to see, truly see His face. I desire for all the veils to be lifted that block my heart from seeing the real and true God. The veils of my own brokenness, the veils of religion, the veils of false assumptions, the veils of my own pain.

I am done with just talking about God and His face. I want to experience Him in all His fullness, truth and power. I am done with clichés and trite religion, done with to-do lists and programs, done with worshipping a god that looks like me.

I am undone.

His face is all that matters. His gorgeous face.
I want to be consumed by His love and the fullness of His heart.

As I pray for eyes to see, I wonder if I can see His face in all this mess?
In the dirty dishes, the teething toddler, the mountain of laundry, the piles of bills, the world gone mad and hopeless.

Can I find him here? See his face?

And I look up; cry out for the veil to be lifted.

And hope rises.

Eyes open.

Ears hear.

That is what brings me to this space here. I need an outlet to process through the written word my journey to His face.

Will you join me here?

Let’s walk together down the long aisle…..
With courageous hope.
Removing the veils as we walk

I see Him waiting for us at the end of the aisle with His all-consuming love, His gorgeous face.

Full lyrics of Gorgeous Face by Rick Pino

Your face
Is what I long to see
Your eyes
Piercing the depths of me

Come quickly, my Father
Your child is here waiting
Show me Your face
No more veils covering me
Burn me with pure love
So I can see
My Lord, my Lord

Awesome splendor
Glorious majesty
Faithful Father
Gorgeous face

 

Tear It Down February 10, 2011

Filed under: Marriage,Relationships — Shayla @ Courageous Hope @ 10:01 pm
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One of my hopes for this blog is that it can become a space that can inspire hope in marriages. Keep your eyes peeled for more posts about marriage! (This one was actually written about a year ago posted on Oasis Community Church blog in response to a Sunday service).

Sunday as Solomon and Christy began to tear down the wall they had built on the stage I wanted to stand up and applaud. When Sol brought Christy over the crumbled wall and they embraced and hand in hand walked away from the wall I wanted to stand and shout a big woo hoo!!! Maybe I am a bit dramatic, but what that represented was huge. The tearing down of walls is the rescue for marriages, for hearts, for souls, for lives. We cannot lose hope, much is at stake when we leave walls up, more than we realize.

Walls are built in many ways, sometimes quickly as if we are defending against a powerful army getting ready to attack. Sometimes we build them slowly, so slowly we don’t even notice until the wall is too high to see over. We build walls with our pain, with our selfishness, our sin, our addictions, our woundedness, our stubbornness, and as Phil said with our differences, expectations, withdrawal, busyness, and blame. Walls do not just prevent oneness, walls make lies look like truth, they make other grass look greener; they make options we never imagined cross our mind. Walls make misery a reality, joy elusive and hope deferred. Walls cast long dark shadows and block the light. Their shadows become a hiding place for the hopeless.

Just like they are built walls are taken down in different ways. Sometimes the wall is taken down by our own obedience to take the bricks down one at a time as we surrender each one to God. Sometimes it is taken down with the dramatic force of a sledgehammer by the power of the Holy Spirit. Regardless of how it comes down it is never easy or pain free, but it is possible.

In my own marriage walls have been built and taken down more than once. Some of our walls have taken years to take down. At one point there was a wall so thick and strong between us that we were both shouting at it and neither of us could hear or see one another through it. Then God spoke- and the wall crumbled to the ground and we saw each other and we began the journey of redemption and restoration. It did not come wrapped in a pretty box, it was an ugly, painful box that I did not ask for, but inside was the deep answer to prayer I had longed for. I realized then that God is bigger than the walls we build.

One of the biggest things that broke our thickest wall, the wall I prayed to come down, the wall I never thought would be destroyed, what brought it down was repentance. When we both experienced a true and deep repentance. A Godly sorrow for the bricks we put up, for the wounds we inflicted on one another.

Danny Silk says- “The gift of repentance creates the opportunity for true restoration. In fact, it is absolutely necessary in order to heal a relationship that has been hurt by sinful behavior. True repentance can only come through a relationship with God in which we come into contact with the grace of God to change.” A repentant heart takes the walls down and keeps the walls down.

I was hiding in the dark shadow of the wall we created, completely hopeless and miserable. Blinded by the darkness I could never have imagined the joy, beauty and intimacy the Light would bring. But I clung to Jesus with all I had, His strength helped me hope, His Truth dispelled the lies, His kindness brought me to repentance, His Word led me into obedience, His love helped me love. God in His Grace and Mercy gave us a gift of true repentance and out of the crumbles of our wall He is building something more beautiful than we ever imagined.

That is why I wanted to stand and cheer when Solomon and Christy tore down that wall. When our wall is destroyed it is a miraculous, beautiful, powerful thing. It brings healing and life, it brings heaven to earth.

If you are hiding in the shadow of a wall you think will never come down, if oneness seems like too much to ask for because all you are hoping for is to not be so miserable anymore- ask God for strength to take the first brick down, lean into His power for the strength to obey. Do not lose hope, you cannot imagine what He has in store for you. It may take years, or minutes, but a wall torn down can be the rescue you’ve longed for, do not lose hope. The destruction of our walls can be a painful process, do not lose hope, on the other side of the pain, on the other side of the wall, is intimacy, unspeakable joy, and hope fulfilled.

 

 
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