Dear Christians:

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Please stop using social media as a platform to talk about the individual sins of individual people.  It’s not helpful.  It’s not Christ-like.  And it’s not nice.

When you take the time and energy to consider “What Jesus would say to [person A, B, or C]” please also take the time and energy to consider the circumstances and context under which he would say those things.  Based on the way the Bible shows Jesus dealing with sinful people, I shy away from thinking that he would be using social media to call them out.

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Stream of Self-Righteousness

I was leading a youth event this weekend (post on that to come as soon as my brain wakes up enough to write it) and as we were sitting in worship on Saturday night i picked up my journal and started to write.  The speaker was talking about Paul, and focusing in particular on this really awesome passage in Acts where Paul and Silas are going around preaching the gospel when this slave girl who works as a fortune teller starts following them around shouting that they were servants of God.  After days of this, Paul gets so annoyed with her that he turns around and casts out the spirit of divination that’s in her.  I love this picture so much.  Paul gets ANNOYED and casts out a DEMON!  I get annoyed and flip someone off or lash out at my husband or, at my very best, go in my room and scream into a pillow.  But not Paul.  He gets annoyed and uses his anger to bring glory to God.  As if that’s not cool enough on its own, He gets thrown into prison for it so that even cooler things can happen.

So he’s just chilling there, in prison, “praying and singing hymns to God,” when suddenly an earthquake comes along and causes the doors to open and all of the prisoners to become unshackled.  When the jail keeper woke up and realized what had happened, he draws his sword to kill himself because the prisoners escaped on his watch.  But Paul’s voice stops him short.  “Do not harm yourself,” he says, “for we are all here.”

ARE YOU GETTING THIS?!  They were ALL there.  It’s insane already that Paul and Silas didn’t escape, but what’s absolutely crazy is that ALL THE OTHER PRISONERS stayed with them.  They were so captivated by Paul’s message, so captivated by JESUS, that they would rather stay in his presence even if it meant staying in prison.  When the guard sees this, he too comes to a saving knowledge of Christ.  (I imagine God dropping the mic and walking off the stage at this point.) Continue reading

Fifty Shades of Degradation

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Yesterday was election day.  The news was full of poll predictions and voter turnout stats.  My facebook feed was overwhelmed with selfies of friends adorned in “I voted!” stickers.  The word on the street was that lines at the voting booths were wrapping around buildings, out into the rain.  For the politically minded, it’s all very exciting indeed.

Let me be clear right up front:  I do not wish to be political on this blog (or ever, actually), but what I do want to be is socially conscious.  And what I especially want to be is gospel-centered and biblically sound.

This election season, and really this cultural season in general, has brought one particular topic to the forefront of debate time and time again. In recent years I have watched this issue mold and twist and morph into something almost unrecognizable, with no clear lines or simple meanings, and my heart has become increasingly broken for women everywhere.

The subject at hand goes by many names: “Feminism,”  “Female Empowerment,”  “Equality for Women,” and these names have come to simultaneously refer to many things: equal pay, equal opportunity, political power, ending violence, positive portrayal in the media, right to abortion, and sexual liberation.  [insert dramatic pause here.] 

Folks, some of these things are not like the others.
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this mystery is profound

So for years I’ve heard people say this thing about marriage that goes something like “nothing will humble you quicker than marriage.”  And for years I have thought that was a really cool aspect of marriage, but one that probably would not apply to me.  Not that I already thought I was humble enough; I just thought I wouldn’t fail often enough for it to really make a difference.  In fact, as my own wedding date approached and I began to hear this sentiment more and more, I would often think “oh, that will be really good for Brandon.”  Honestly!  I don’t know who I was kidding with this arrogant, absurd, prideful, drastically flawed thinking.  But boy was I wrong. Continue reading

the hardest thing about being a newlywed

I’ve been married for three and a half months now.  It has been such a sweet time of getting to know the man I love as “husband” and learning together how to shift our relationship from dating to married.  I can’t tell you how many times I’ve been blissfully overwhelmed by being a wife, how often I’ve been humbled by own shortcomings, or how surprised I still am by my new last name.  Marriage has so far been a continuous and wonderful adventure, and I am so grateful for it.

Over the past few months, my new marriage is naturally what everyone wants to talk to me about. They like to shower me with wisdom and advice, for which I am grateful. But mostly, they want to ask me endless questions. They shamelessly ask me things like, “Are you glad to finally be having sex?” (Nah. A sexless relationship was SO easy to maintain for 3 years… idiots.) “Are you pregnant yet?” (Not yet…) “Oh, when are you planning to get pregnant?” (…What is wrong with you?!) But sometimes I get questions that actually warrant a response. Out of these, the most common one I’ve received is, “What has been the hardest thing about marriage so far?” Continue reading

it is finished

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Tonight I’ve just come from the Good Friday service at our church.  Each year I find this to be such a sweet time of worship, reflection, and anticipation.  I think as Christians we sometimes have a hard time knowing exactly how we should feel on Good Friday.  We are thankful for the sacrifice made on our behalf, we are reminded of our own sin, we’re sad, we’re excited, and we’re probably too preoccupied with plastic eggs to allow ourselves the mental freedom to sort it all out.

So I’ll save you the trouble.  We should feel freaking amazed.  Amazed because God, in his infinite wisdom, created us already knowing we were going to suck at loving him.  He created us already knowing he would die for us.  And that even after he died for us, showing just how much he loved us, that we were STILL going to suck at loving him.  He knew that we were going to abuse his grace.  He knew that we would make a mockery of his name.  He knew that we would betray and reject him. Continue reading

why we’re actually gathered here today

For those of you who don’t know, I am getting married on Saturday.
What an exciting time!
Through the past year of planning and preparation, I have learned so much.  About myself.  About my future husband.  About the Lord.  But sadly, what I’ve probably learned the MOST about is planning a wedding.
I can tell you how much it costs to rent out almost every venue in the greater Austin area.  I know which ones require you to use their caterer and which ones allow you to use your own.  I know noise ordinances and fire codes.  I know the prices of things like chair rentals, photographers, and hair stylists.  I know the breakdown of every Men’s Wearhouse tux, and that for all their monopolizing they still don’t carry David’s Bridal’s “petal” pink.  If you need some useless wedding knowledge, I’m your girl.
I know all of this because there is this strange phenomenon that occurs in our country when a woman gets an engagement ring.  She is all at once stripped away from the normal rhythms of life and thrown head first into the world of weddings.
This alternate reality is one in which your stream of consciousness is filled with things like colors and programs and flowers and ribbons.  “Big” decisions are made about dresses and food and invitations, and you go to sleep at night feeling simultaneously overwhelmed and accomplished.  It’s a land of self-obsession and entitlement; it’s designed to shift reality into this idea that your entire marriage, nay, your entire existence, hinges upon this one day.  It’s YOUR day.  YOUR spotlight.  YOUR chance to shine.  After all, YOU deserve it!!
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