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Beyond Me

Friday, June 11, 2010

the language of faith

4 years old
late night sleeping under Rainbow Brite comforter
loud noises in the living room
walk in a daze into the hallway
watch. hiding.
mommy crying
mommy and dad in a struggle at the door
daddy trying to get out 
mommy trying to keep him in
daddy really drunk
daddy gets out
mommy sees me
mommy grabs me 
we drive around the moonlit neighborhood 
looking for daddy
mommy crying

Those are images that haunt me. I think of them often when jack and i fight and jackson sits and watches...My initial thought was 'we will never have an argument around him'..we will fight in private.  But last night at our Shepherding a Child's Heart summer book club (that you are invited to attend, if you are it is not an exclusive group :), the Lord showed up and met me. 

I listened as a dear friend explained her childhood as an imperfect childhood where there was struggle, but when she looks back she smells the "aroma of Christ"..I look back at my memories of my mom and dad together and just remember hardness..just remember fighting..just remember alcohol abuse..just remember struggle.  So why does her memory of hard times carry with it Christ's aroma?  probably a lot of reasons..but one being maybe because in her home there existed a "language of faith" (stealing that phrase from my dear friend Kaitie Bryant who was at the meeting and used that phrase) There was hard struggle, repentance, conversation about sin, and explanation about God's grace and unconditional love for His children even though we screw up.  There was a "place to put" the hardness..the children knew about mommy and daddy's sin and forgiveness because it was talked about and prayed about together. 

The thing that occurred to me in that moment was that the Lord needs us (His followers) to be real about who we are and what we struggle with...He wants us to show our imperfect selves to our spouses, our friends, and even our children. 2 Corinthians 12:10 (New International Version)10That is why, for Christ's sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.  The Lord uses our weakest moments to glorify Himself.

The struggle in the living room that late night when I was four, was not the thing that wounded me and makes me still remember even now at the age of 31.  The lack of resolution and understanding..and the lack of Christ...left me afraid and alone..and fearful..  The Lord showed up last night and spoke to my heart.  He said:
Isaiah 41:9-11 (New International Version)
9I took you from the ends of the earth, from its farthest corners I called you. I said, 'You are my servant';I have chosen you and have not rejected you.10 So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.


  1. it's so good to see God taking brokeness and making something new out of it... I was so encouraged by you just being real with what was going on and seeing God at work in the midst of it. He is doing new things among us and that gives me lots of hope. lots of love.

  2. I think that is the key...not that we argue in front of our kids or not, but that they know disagreement is part of life, but it is how we resolve the disagreement *hopefully through christ* that life continues on in a way that is livable.