Hey everyone, I know it’s been a long time since I’ve posted anything and that may continue for a while longer. I’ve had a lot going on personally and with work, but I wanted to drop in and give you all an update on our adoption.
I know that many of you reading this have been following Ancient Abandon for a while now and many of you have seen me write about the adoption we are pursuing. I haven’t written too much about it because there are a lot of rules about what you can and cannot share publicly so to be safe I’ve only offered a little bit of info here and there. Well today was a great day!
We’re still waiting on a number of things:
A court order from the Indian court system which typically takes a couple of months
Some medical work for our daughter which will take several weeks to finish
Gathering her Indian passport and other documents which takes time, and finally
Traveling with her to Delhi to get her visa from the US Embassy
Even with all of that left to do, we were super excited today because we are finally far enough along in the process that we were able to FaceTime with her! It was our first time ever seeing her face-to-face (you know, through a screen, but still…) and it was an absolute delight. She was so happy and so excited, it filled this father’s heart with tremendous joy; and seeing how much she and our boys got along, even for that hour or so made my wife and I very happy.
When all is said and done, I will share more with you all and I will catch you up on all that has been happening. For now, I still need to wait until we are through so as not to break the rules and jeopardize the process. I just wanted to take a quick minute to let you all know what’s been going on as I know many of you have been praying for us through this journey. Please continue for the needs listed above, as well as for peace and patience for the months of waiting ahead.
For any of you who have been following this blog over the last few years, you may have noticed that it has been one crazy, whirlwind of an adventure. I’ve highlighted a lot of the major developments from our time in Lake Wales and Sarasota, Florida as well as Asheville, North Carolina. However, as there are many new readers here these days, allow me to catch you up for the sake of context.
DISCLAIMER & SPOILER ALERT: This is going to be a long post, but I feel like it’s important to get all of the details out there.Also, if by some miracle you haven’t seen Avengers: Endgame, this will contain a few spoilers from that film. You’ve been warned… but seriously, go watch it.
There & Back Again
The Back Story (Abridged)
Way back in 2005 I was an ambitious 19-year-old college freshman. I had become a Christian the year before and not long afterward found myself called to ministry. I volunteered with the youth group that I had been with when I was saved and felt called to full time ministry as an international missionary. So after a gap year following high school I applied to and was accepted to Warner Southern College in Lake Wales, FL (now known as Warner University). It was a Christian liberal arts college affiliated with the Church of God (Anderson, not Cleveland for those who are curious). It was during this first semester that I met my wife and began truly seeking the Lord’s direction on where he wanted me to go as a missionary, and after one particular night of intense prayer and petitioning I was walking through an empty parking lot toward the library when I heard a loud, booming voice from behind me say the word Uganda. Now, I had no idea what that meant or that it was a country in sub-Saharan Africa but that one moment would shape my life and the lives of my wife and kids for the next 10 years.
Fast forward to the Spring of 2014 and after years of praying and waiting for the chance to go, we finally got to it. We had started through the process with our home church at the time to be considered “sent missionaries”, but as the process was being redesigned we didn’t really get anywhere. However in late 2013 (I think, though dates are all a bit fuzzy at this point) we were appointed missionary candidates with Africa Inland Mission. Realizing that while we’d lived in South Carolina for nearly 5 years at that point, most of our friends and family were still in Florida; so after a time of prayer and contemplation we sorted through our belongings, rented out our house, and moved back to the sunshine state.
Our first stop was going back to Lake Wales. We returned as interns to the HEART Institute where Abby and I received our first taste of missionary training. HEART is a simulated 3rd world village where you live in plywood huts, pump your own water, go without plumbing, and learn how to do things like gardening, animal husbandry, and build things out of whatever you have available. It is located on the campus of Warner University and we first went there in 2006. In some ways it was much the same as we remembered it, yet in many ways it was completely different. The huts were all as they had been, the animals and the garden were still there, and of course it was still ridiculously hot. However, what had once been a place to focus on preparing missionaries to thrive in an environment that so starkly contrasts with the American way of life now seemed more focused on providing youth groups and the like a unique experience. Whether that change was good or bad is subjective I suppose and not mutually exclusive. It was during this time that we started support raising for our first year in Uganda.
A number of not-so-pleasant situations arose in Lake Wales. Because we hadn’t finished the candidacy program we were informed by a representative from our home church back in South Carolina that they didn’t want us reaching out to members of the congregation for support even though we had been reaching out to people who had told us that they wanted us to do so. At the same time, we began to butt heads with some of the new HEART staff about expectations and the ways that our kids were being treated and before long we knew that it was time to move on. Let me be clear, I wholly believe in the mission of HEART and if you ever have the chance to spend some time there you should totally do it. I only bring it up because it is a big part of my story and while I know it may sound crazy, or even naive, it was the first time I had really experienced real, actual, significant conflict with other believers.
Back to the Suncoast
Only a few short months after leaving our home in South Carolina we realized that our time in Lake Wales was coming to an end. On the heels of our experience at HEART and struggling with feeling abandoned by our church my wife and I again prayed about the next steps. We were only a little way toward our support goal and we had gone through our savings faster than anticipated, so it was time for me to get a job.
We received confirmation to continue on to Sarasota which was part of the original plan. Shortly thereafter I went back to work for Starbucks and we continued to meet with pastors and share our story, however after nearly a year of support raising we were still only at 10% of our goal. Now I know plenty of people who take a long time to raise support, but when in the course of doing what you believe God has called you to do, it is important to check back in with Him to make sure nothing has changed (and to amend if necessary). It was at this point that we realized everything had changed.
You see, not only had we been unable to raise enough support, but every proverbial door that we knocked on remained firmly shut and every open door closed as we approached it. We were pushing hard to be faithful, but something just felt off about the whole thing. The passion and desire to go to Uganda had left us. Now I would have been critical of that “feeling” if it were just something we wanted to do, but going to Uganda was what we had been working toward since before we were married. It was a part of who we were and what we did. Nearly every life choice we made was oriented toward the mission of pouring ourselves out for the people of Uganda, and suddenly that purpose was gone. Not trusting ourselves because of the emotions involvement, we asked several brothers and sisters we knew to be faithful and trustworthy to pray through our next steps and all of them came back with confirmation of what we already knew: God had taken Uganda off the table.
Jump ahead several more months to the spring of 2015 and we found ourselves living on a lavender farm in Asheville, North Carolina. After realizing that we were no longer going to Uganda I started taking classes to finish up my bachelor’s degree which I had put on hold after my second child was born, and we realized that we couldn’t really stay in Sarasota (it’s really expensive there). This was the start of a really hard season that would last for the next 5 years. After everything we had been through over those last two years, my wife began to suffer from adrenal fatigue leaving her on bed rest for several months. I found myself working 2-3 jobs at one point to make ends meet while taking classes as I got closer to graduation, and on top of all of that we found out that our oldest son had been suffering from an autoimmune disorder that was effecting him neurologically.
Now I don’t want it to sound like everything was bad. There were some great and amazing times interspersed in all of these stories I’m sharing with you, and perhaps some day I’ll share some of those. But the fact is the overarching theme of this season has been that trial and perseverance. Devastation and reform. Spiritual war and fatigue.
Now I admit that I am not the best when it comes to dealing with emotions. While I like to work through and resolve problems, I have a tendency to try and roll with the punches. I don’t like to make a big deal out of things that might really bother other people. While I don’t think that’s necessarily a bad thing it can lead to suppressing things that are legitimately upsetting, even if it’s not on purpose which is exactly what happened to me. I felt like if I shouldn’t be upset or mourn what happened with Uganda, or what happened at HEART, or the response we had from our home church but really what was happening was suppressing and not processing. While I forgave and moved on from all of that in my mind, I was never able to fully reconcile that in my heart until now.
Jump ahead to the fall of 2018. We’d been in the process of adopting our daughter since March of that year and little progress had been made (if you are interested in that story, I’m planning to write more on the adoption process and our adoption story once it’s all done and she is home). It was in November that we got a call that left us completely wrecked. While we were still waiting for our adoption agency and the government agencies to process our paperwork another family had reserved the file for the little girl that we had been pursuing, meaning they had 30 days to decide if they would adopt her or not. Now it may not sound like a big deal, but for us it was. I had been uneasy about adoption at the start of the process, and even more so when it came to special needs adoption; but God changed my heart. We’d been praying for her as a family, making life changes to accommodate her, and making a special place in our hearts for her, and suddenly there was a possibility that this child whom we had come to love as part of our family might not get to be a part of our family. In the end that other family decided to pursue another child, but for that month we had to really wrestle with some extremely difficult thoughts and emotions. This was probably the first time in the 15 years of being a believer that I really felt like my faith had been shaken. First you took away Uganda, now this? I thought. I honestly hadn’t struggled like that before, but as the dust settled, no harm had been done so I just tried to move on as I prepared to start a new career after having to wait over a year after graduating to land a job.
And now we’re here, in the middle of 2019, still waiting. We’ve made progress in the process, but we’re likely still a few months away from getting to travel. I’ve had my head buried in my work as I’ve been getting acclimated to my new position which has kept me pretty distracted from the heavier things that I’ve mentioned here until the last few days. We recently found out that it’s possible we may have to go back (again) a few steps in the adoption. While it’s not likely, there is a possibility that in doing so we could still miss out on bringing her home. We thought the hardest part was behind us and this is when I hit my limit. My mind was racing. Again? Why has every step of this process been such a battle? Why do you keep doing this? Why can’t we ever have something like this be easy? Why do allow others to have such an easy time and we have to fight for every inch?Why are you making us suffer when we’re trying to do the things that you told us to do?
Believe me, it was much more intense and angry than that reads. There were some not so kind or appropriate words in there too, and I acknowledge that it was wrong; but I’m thankful that we worship a God that we can be brutally honest with, who is faithful even when we push back against Him. After 5 years of intense, nearly non-stop struggle and trials, I’d had enough and for the first time I seriously questioned if it’s worth it. Hadn’t my family and I been faithful to everything he’d called us to? I’d invested in relationships that many people that other Christians wouldn’t feel comfortable around. We’d opened our home to a woman and her child that we barely knew because they had no where else to go. I’d given up my plans and my dreams in order to go to Uganda like He’d told me to only to have it taken away at the last minute. And now, after everything my family and I had gone through we were once again being faithful to something that He told us to do and now there is a chance that even that could get taken away. I had to be honest with myself; even though nothing bad had happened yet, could I still follow God if He was willing to take this away too?
The Lesson from Captain America
While I know that there are plenty of examples of men and women in the Bible who have struggled in similar ways and beyond (Abraham, Job, Daniel, John the Baptist, Jesus himself, etc.) I’m not going with their stories even though I could. As many of you know, I love music, movies, and games so for years God has often revealed Himself and spoken to me through various songs and scenes, which is just what He did yesterday.
As I stood in the kitchen with my wife, both of us discussing where we were emotionally and spiritually the Lord brought to mind the following scene from Avengers: Endgame. In the scene, the mad titan Thanos has knocked out Iron Man and temporarily incapacitated Thor. After a spectacular flurry by Captain America (Steve Rogers), Thanos turns the tables not only beating him back, but breaking his shield in the process. Alone and beaten down, Cap wills himself back to his feet only to find himself face to face with Thanos’ army of Chitauri, Outriders, and the Black Order.
This video clip below cuts past it, but in the film there is a moment where Steve looks over the invading army and senses the hopelessness of the situation. It is in this moment that he has to make a choice. He’s already done so much, and fought so hard. He’s stood up to enemies bigger and stronger than he is and has always pushed through to victory, but even the legendary Captain America has his limits. His choice is simple: lay down his shield and wait for death to come, or keep fighting for what is right no matter what happens. Steve then grabs the strap of his shattered shield, cinches it tight over the deep cut on his arm, and slowly moves toward the enemy ready to fight until the end.
This was God showing me what I needed in that moment. While I am no Captain America, one thing that God has made me is firm in conviction and resolve but just like Job we all have our breaking point. We all have a point – whether we all hit that point or not – at which we are confronted with the choice of choices. “Am I willing and able to do the hard things?” It’s not, “Will I suffer for Christ?”, but, “How much am I willing to endure to remain faithful to Him?” Sadly, as we’ve seen lately with a number of our more well known brothers it was not enough, but I cannot judge them as harshly as I might have in the past. That doesn’t mean it’s ever okay to walk away from Jesus, but perhaps a little more grace and understanding is in order because being a Christian can be really hard sometimes.
It was in this moment of sorrow and struggle that I remembered something I used to know quite well. It’s important to worship through the pain and the suffering… so that’s just what I did. I poured my heart out to Him, continuing our “conversation” from earlier in the day (in a more respectful and genuine way) and the Spirit reminded me of some things I had forgotten or been blinded to.
God is good, and just, even when our circumstances aren’t.
God isn’t here to fix all of our problems and to give us all of our rewards. That comes at the end of the age, not in this life.
When I chose to follow Him, I committed myself to Him no matter what.
These are things that may not always make sense to our fallen minds, but that doesn’t change His love for us.
It was then that I realized that perhaps we are also too critical of past generations that took God more seriously. Some of us, if not many of us, see them as more primitive because of their technological capabilities; however, they had to really contend with God. They didn’t have the luxury of being an atheist or agnostic, or walking away from God because things got too hard. Of course, some people did, but most often you’ll find people who were religiously devoted even if there religious merits weren’t up to par.
I am a Christian. I was never promised an easy ride. Thomas Hobbes rightly described life on this sin filled planet as “solitary, poor, nasty, brutish and short”, and we are called to live according to God’s Word, not our own ideas of fairness. In tears I came back before my Father, broken and repentant, and ready to face down the enemy no matter what the outcome is. This is who I am meant to be. This is who we are all meant to be. We are sojourners and exiles passing through this planet with one job: to love God, and to love others. But as harsh as this world can be, we have a God who loves us enough to walk through it with us. And as I repented in worship, He spoke one more line to me from my favorite Marvel film:
“Blessed is the man who remains steadfast under trial, for when he has stood the test he will receive the crown of life, which God has promised to those who love him.”
James 1:12 (ESV)
The idea of persevering in the midst of hardship and persecution is pretty much a universal theme of the Bible in general and the New Testament in particular. While struggling and suffering are not fun or pleasant, and no one in their right mind would want to actually suffer we must acknowledge that suffering and persecution is a part of living in a fallen and sinful world. It’s the reason loved one get sick and die. It’s the reason disgusting terrorists blow up places of worship (Sri Lankan Easter Bombings). It’s the reason we fight wars and lives are ripped apart as civilians become “collateral damage” (Documented Civilian Deaths from Violence in Iraq since 2003 Invasion) and people on both sides are left with PTSD (PTSD Fact Sheet). It’s the reason racism and bigotry exists, and it’s the reason people turn away from God.
Life on earth is hard. In his classic treatise Leviathan (chapter 8, section 4: The Incommodities of Such a War), English political philosopher Thomas Hobbes described it as “solitary, poore, nasty, brutish, and short.” While in the developed West (aka, the 1st World) we don’t usually see hardship in the same way as much of the rest of the world’s population, life is still difficult. Most of us have access to the conveniences of modern life such as a refrigerator, electricity, easy access to food, and reliable transportation but we – like our developing neighbors – still suffer from disease, anxiety, and depression (ADAA Facts & Stats). However, despite the bleakness that is portrayed by the evil intentions of man’s heart, the Children of God are called to persevere.
For Christians in the West, we have very little to fear as we celebrate Jesus and seek to follow Him faithfully. Sure, there are people who don’t like it and some of us do face persecution at our workplace or -in rare cases- violence by extremists in our communities. But the thing that Christians in the West tend to face in terms of hardships are the struggles to not stray from God when everyone we know and love are pressuring us to give in and go with the societal flow. Others of us on the low-end of the economic spectrum may also struggle with the fairness of being poor even when people who hate God and who live and act selfish and sinful lives prosper.
These trials, and many more that I’m sure I’m overlooking, may be less violent and in our faces than those of our brothers and sisters mentioned earlier, but they are trials none-the-less. In my human eyes I am often hard on myself and other Western Christians when we complain about our “first world problems”, and while I don’t necessarily think that view is wrong, I’m also not convinced it entirely biblical. Other people have it worse than I and many of us do, but that doesn’t mean that God doesn’t care about our trials just as much as He cares about theirs.
After saying all of that, the big idea is quite simple. No matter what you’re going through, no matter how big or small your problem actually is, your Father in heaven cares. He is involved in it and is walking with you through it all, the good and the bad. And walking with Him, leaning into Jesus in spite of your suffering, will bring a blessing and a peace that surpasses all understanding (Matthew 5:10-11; James 1:12; Philppians 4:7).
“Let the lowly brother boast in his exaltation, and the rich in his humiliation, because like a flower of the grass he will pass away.”
James 1:9-10 (ESV)
James has a lot to say about the relationship between the rich and poor, and **SPOILER ALERT**, he’s not too fond of the former. When reading James, like any book of the bible we can read it and take away a good understanding of what God is wanting us to know for our lives. However, a deeper study of the language can also sometimes prove helpful as we strive to better understand the fullest meaning of the text.
I wanted to tackle this particular section in this way because we have a tendency to read our situation into the bible, especially when it comes to something that affects our lives the way that money does. I have heard and read people who abuse passages such as James 1:9-10 and use it as a weapon to bludgeon the rich “upper class”, and likewise people have tried to explain it away in order to excuse greed and a fear of loss. Our job as faithful Christians is to understand and accept the Word of God for what it is and to apply it to our lives as it stands. With that said, let’s get started!
Regarding the Poor
“Let the lowly brother boast in his exaltation…”
In this verse there are three words to focus on: lowly, boast, and exaltation. The word used here for lowly is tapeinos which means low in position, lowly in spirit, or humble. It is used in other passages such as Matthew 11:29, Luke 1:52, Romans 12:16, James 4:6, and 1 Peter 5:5.
Finally, the word exaltation comes from hypsei meaning height, eminence, and dignity. Hypsei and its grammatical variants are also used in passages such as Luke 1:78 and Ephesians 4:8 when referring to God being “on high”, which is a common phrase used to describe his preeminence.
The brother referenced here is described as someone who lacks the material possessions that would make him “rich”. Instead, his faith is strengthened because of his lack of worldly wealth and he is exalted by God in the midst of his humble circumstances. Now in English, the word “boast” may not be the best phrasing to use because it has essentially become synonymous with arrogant bragging or even narcissism which God is very much opposed to (as we will see later on in James). Boasting in this modern sense is in line with the biblical concept of sinful pride and “haughtiness” which views oneself as superior to others for one reason or another. It may seem counterintuitive to see someone who is “poor” as arrogant or haughty, but it makes sense when we understand that the arrogance is rooted in the sinfulness of the heart and not in the balance sheet.
Instead, James gives us an image of a brother who is poor by worldly standards but whom has grace, delegated authority, prestige , and prominence in his humble circumstance as a sinner who is saved by the grace of God. We boast not in our own position, but in the God who placed us in that position while maintaining a humble understanding that every good and perfect gift we have has come from the One who set us free.
Regarding the Rich
“…and the rich in his humiliation, because like a flower of the grass, he will pass away.”
Two words in verse 10 that jump out at us are “rich” and “humiliation”. The word for rich used in this verse is plousios which means abounding in wealth… so literally rich in terms of money. I bring this point up because I don’t want there to be any mistake as to who this verse is referring to. We sometimes use rich to talk about quality of life or vibrancy in relationship, and while those don’t make sense here I have heard seen people do some serious mental gymnastics to try to make this passage mean something it doesn’t.
To drive the point home plousios can also be found in verses like Matthew 19:23 as Jesus is speaking to the rich young ruler, and 2 Corinthians 8:9 speaking of Jesus’ abundance in heaven being given up for our sake to become poor on the earth. The word is also used in places like Ephesians 2:4 referring to being rich in mercy, however because James 1:10 does not apply a subject (i.e. mercy) as that verse does, the assumption is that of material wealth.
Finally consider the word humiliation which comes from the Greek word tapeinōsei which means to behave in a way that belittles or degrades oneself and ones spirit, or low condition in circumstances. This word is similar to and shares the root of tapeinos which we looked at a little earlier, but in this form it carries a much more negative connotation with it. Other passages where we see this word include Luke 1:48 when Zechariah belittles his own position in the presence of the angel in the Temple, and Philippians 3:21 referring to the inferiority of our bodies as compared to the glory to come when Jesus returns.
The point of this post is not to dump all over rich people because, like so many things in life and the bible, it’s complicated. In the coming weeks as this series continues there will be more discussions of the rich and poor as well as the treatment of each and we will tackle each of those as we get to them. We will also attempt to put them into context with the rest of James as well as the rest of the bible as a whole to try and build a biblical view of the relational dynamics between rich and poor in the kingdom of God.
With that said, the takeaway of this section is threefold. To those of us who live in poverty, our lack of worldly wealth is a blessing to our souls. When we don’t have financial security to the level we would like we are forced to depend on God for even the most basic of needs.
For those of us who have been blessed with an abundance of wealth and financial stability, let this be a warning. The money you have is not your own; it belongs to God and the expectation is that you will manage it well for the glory of God and the good of others. Place your dependence and security on God, not on your wealth because “like the flower of the grass, it will pass away.”
And for those like me, who have lived in poverty for years and who are moving into a more middle class economic bracket let this be an encouragement to avoid the pitfalls of wealth and power, and to live in a way where our newfound wealth can be used to serve God’s kingdom in new ways that we previously couldn’t afford to.
With everything going on over the last few weeks I realized that I never touched on the rest of the 30 day prayer challenge, and so I thought I would do so now.
The challenge, which was aimed at seeking God for every decision we made, “officially” came to a close on Monday (2/11/19). Going into it I really thought it was a simple task that we ought to be doing anyway, and while I agree that we should be doing that the truth is that it was actually quite difficult to remember. I, like many of you I would assume, have grow accustomed to a certain level of autonomy and self-sufficiency. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to seek God in those decisions, it was that I am so used to just figuring things out that praying through the small and mundane choices took me being intentional.
One example of this choice came while I was at Walmart. My oldest son came with me to pick up some new storage bins for our Christmas decorations as the old ones were falling apart. Standing there in the middle of a crowded store with him asking how many we should get, I told him that we should pray about it and so we did. The answer didn’t come right away, and to be honest I felt a little silly for “wasting God’s time” with such a trivial thing. I mean normally I would just pick up however many I thought we’d need and return any extra, or pick up another one if I didn’t get enough. But wanting to do this right and wanting to set a good example for him we prayed. After a few minutes and several times of him asking how many we should get I gave up and said, “Four… we’ll just get four.”
We grabbed the containers and made our way to the Garden checkout because, let’s face it, the normal checkout counters are always crowded and slow. It was while in line that I felt very convicted about the decision that I’d made. I prayed silently once more and clearly heard, “Put one back.” and so we did. A week or so later I finally packed up our Christmas stuff and sure enough everything fit perfectly without being too heavy or packed too full.
I know it’s a small thing, but I think that’s the big take away from this entire challenge. I wasn’t perfect and there were some days where I utterly failed in remembering to seek God in even some bigger decisions, but God met my family and I where we were and gently guided us through each day. God wants each of us to grow in intimacy with Him, and for us to truly understand what it means to pray unceasingly (1 Thessalonians 5:16-18) – to seek His will and be sensitive to His leading. I think this is something that I will try to do several times a year, which I’ll keep you all updated on when I do; and I invite you to take the challenge for yourself.
“If any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask God, who gives generously to all without reproach, and it will be given him. But let him ask in faith, with no doubting for the one who doubts is like a wave of the sea that is driven and tossed by the wind.”
I remember early in my Christian walk memorizing this passage and
committing to it as a lifestyle. At the time I don’t think I fully
understood what James was saying, but the Spirit called out to me and
placed it as a burden on my heart. However, as time went on I grew
deeper in my relationship with Jesus and the Spirit continued to
illuminate this passage.
When the bible refers to wisdom,
we first need to understand what that is. The Greek word used in
verse 5 is sophias,
from the root sophos
meaning skill or wisdom. It displays not only understanding, but a
level of competency and insight into a particular subject or idea.
This idea of wisdom is in contrast to the idea of knowledge
which expresses recognition and a knowingness of a subject or idea.
A good example of this contrast could be taken from a high school
history class. Most people know that the Allies prevailed in World
War II, however it requires wisdom to truly understand the war’s
causes, it’s effects, and the price paid by everyone involved as well
as it’s impact on subsequent generations up to this very day.
Therefore, when James writes that we should ask God for wisdom, he’s not referring to knowledge about God, but insight into His thoughts and nature. We should each seek to have a deeper understanding of not just the things we are to do and not do as believers, but to seek God’s divine wisdom as to why we do those things. Why does God tell us not to get drunk (Ephesians 5:18, Galatians 5:21; Proverbs 20:1, 23:29-35; Romans 13:13; etc.)? Because we say and do stupid things and get into trouble when we are not sober minded (1 Peter 5:8). For some that means not drinking, and for others that means enjoying alcohol in moderation – the Spirit will highlight that to each of us based on what He knows is best for us.
It also means that we ought not
simply make decisions based on data points and proven strategies, but
to put that knowledge into the context of God’s call on our lives.
This means that sometimes, when God wants us to join with Him in
something that seems crazy or irrational, we can understand Him well
enough to trust Him. It doesn’t always mean we get some earthly
reward for our obedience, but we have the benefit of joining with God
in His work in our lives and in the lives of others as well as the
benefit of growing closer with Him.
However, while verse 5 is a
promise that God will give us wisdom if we ask, verse 6 explains the
conditions of this promise. “But let him ask in faith, with no
doubting…”. This is where a lot of us get caught up, and
ultimately it’s where we can begin to grow in wisdom with God. We
live in a postmodern world that does not love Jesus or believe the
bible, so already we have an uphill struggle. Many of us went
through a public school system which teaches from a secular humanist
perspective. This period of education and indoctrination (not meant
as a pejorative as that is essentially what most forms of academic
education are) do make it difficult to some degree to have the kind
of faith that we can ask God and trust that He will do it. That may
sound wrong, but there’s a reason that God grants faith as a
spiritual gift (1 Corinthians 12:9) and that’s because we are prone
However, faith is also grown by
experience. By growing deeper in intimacy through obedience to the
leading of the Holy Spirit we are able to discern what He is saying
to us and to be in line with God in what we ask for. It allows us to
ask for wisdom from our good and generous Father and to trust that He
will provide what we need.
The first section of James (1:2-4) deals with the way we should respond to trials, tribulations, and suffering as children of God. In it James gives us insight into what true faith looks like, even when things aren’t going well for us.
“Count it all joy, my brothers, when you meet trials of various kinds…”
The word trials that James
uses in this verse is translated from the Greek peirasmos.
However, in our commonplace
Christian understanding of “trials” we may lose sight of what
James is getting at. When we speak of trials, we often focus
exclusively on suffering or struggle with a particular sin, however
peirasmos in itself is not inherently negative. When translated
literally it can mean a temptation which is negative, however it can
also simply mean a test.
Just like when we are in school or
playing a sport, tests are meant as a way to challenge our
understanding and competency at a particular subject. They are meant
to reinforce what we have learned by using the skills we have gained
to solve and overcome problems placed before us.
To be clear, in the context of
James 1 he is referring to the suffering and temptation that our 1st
century brothers and sisters were facing. I simply think it is worth
noting the choice of words which lends both to understanding verses 3
and 4, as well as the general way in which this chapter as a whole
applies to our lives.
Nevertheless, whether speaking about
trails in terms of positive or negative testing James encourages his
audience (which now includes us) to respond in faith and
righteousness. The godly response to the various trials we face on a
daily basis, and even the major calamities that may come on occasion,
is find joy through the pain – a joy that only Jesus provides as we
draw closer to Him. No one is saying this is easy… I’m just saying
it’s right and it’s what’s best for us.
“…for you know that the testing of your faith produces steadfastness. And let steadfastness have its full effect, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing.”
The reasons we suffer and endure struggles, temptations,
persecutions and more are many and they are complex; but a purpose
can be found. Just as running regularly and doing aerobic exercises
builds up your stamina and the overall health of your cardiovascular
system, undergoing “trials of various kinds” will build spiritual
stamina. When we choose joy in the midst of suffering and hardship
we are deepening our faith and building up our endurance to resist
the works of satan, his demons, and the effects of living in a fallen
and sin-filled world.
The more we allow God to work in us and build up our faith by turning to Him in the midst of trials and tribulations, the more we become like Jesus. Theologically, this is a known of the act of sanctification or when God purifies us and helps us to be more like Him as He commanded (Leviticus 11:44, 1 Peter 1:16).
The big idea of these three simple, yet
profound, verses is that there is purpose to suffering. We should
respond with joy, and while on the surface this sounds (and often is)
difficult to do, it’s often because we have failed to see a
perspective outside of ourselves. What we may see as a no good, very
bad thing, is not always as one dimensional as it seems. Sometimes a
bad thing is just bad; but quite often we can ask God to help us see
the testing of our faith as an opportunity to grow rather than an
attack to tear us down. Regardless, God is sovereign and can use all
of this to perfect our faith.
Hello there everyone! In keeping with the monthly update tradition I wanted to take a moment to let you all know the hiccup in post release schedule for January has a good reason behind it.
As many of you know I went back to school in 2015 and graduated at the end of 2017, and since then I’ve been looking for work in the IT industry. The last year of looking for work has been long and difficult, however two weeks God blessed me with an opportunity to stay at my current employer and join the IT department. Last week was my first week with them and it while it was a lot to take in, it took even more for my body to adjust back to a regular work schedule instead of the overnight hours I had been working. I’m thankful for the opportunity to stay at a place that I’ve enjoyed working at for 3 years now, to be able to reconnect with friends that I’ve not seen for half that time, and to learn and expand my skills in a field that I am passionate about.
With all that said, I have several posts written up, I just haven’t had a chance to publish them yet. Look forward to them in the next few days. As mentioned earlier, I have a new writer joining Ancient Abandon and will formally introduce him when he is ready!
Finally, my brother-in-law and I have started talking about rebooting our old podcast, but are considering a more faith-centered approach. If we go that route, it may take the place of what I was planning for a new Ancient Abandon podcast. Of course, that is a long way off, but I’ll keep you updated.
Over the last week of the prayer challenge we have had a lot to
grapple with. My wife and I have been discussing the nature of God’s
goodness and sovereignty as it relates to the sin, pain, and
suffering in the world which is a heavy topic on it’s own. While
that was going on, it drudged up some painful memories and the
resurgence of frustrations that I thought had passed long ago,
leaving me quite upset with people who had hurt my family and I
during our travels from 2014-2016. Yet as I was dealing with that,
something happened that put things back into perspective.
Earlier this week, a young man from our old church was on his
motorcycle when he was hit by a drunk driver. I don’t want to go
into too many details because it’s not my place, but his life and his
young family’s life will never be the same. I don’t really know him,
and I’ve only talked with his wife a few times – truth be told, I’m
more friends with her parents – but my heart broke for them. While
praying for them and their young son, for the multiple surgeries he’s
had to undergo, the pain he’s in, and the months (if not years) of
therapy he will have to do I couldn’t help but think of times in my
own life over the last few years where God protected my family and I
from what could have had a terrible ending.
When all was said and done, I realized that I’ve allowed myself to
focus too much on my own faults and frustrations. As a result, I had
taken my eyes off of Jesus which has made me both easily frustrated
and quite nihilistic. While it may be understandable to feel that
way from a worldly perspective, it’s not in line with who I, or we,
are called to be as citizens and priests of the Kingdom of God.
Get up, get up Get up, get up Get up, get up Get up, get
up, get up, get up
I know you’re clinging to the light of day To tell you
everything’s a-okay The medication don’t do much Yeah, it just
numbs the brain
Guess you might say I’m a little intense I’m on the bright side
of being hell bent So take it from me, you’re not the only one Who
can’t see straight (can’t see straight)
If you were ever in doubt Don’t sell yourself short You
might be bulletproof Hard to move mountains when you’re
paralyzed But you gotta try And I’m calling out
Get up, get up Get a move on Get up, get up What’s taking
so long Get up, get up Get a move on Stop stalling, I’m
calling out Get up, get up Get a move on Get up, get
up Ain’t nothing wrong ‘Cause I believe you can be whatever And
I agree you can do much better, trust me
Everybody wants to sing their song So, Marvin Gaye, “What’s
Going On?” Ain’t nothing normal when it comes to you and me I’d
rather twist myself into knots than watch you give up on your dream
If you were ever in doubt Don’t sell yourself short You
might be bulletproof Hard to move mountains when you’re
paralyzed But you gotta try So I’m calling out
Get up, get up Get a move on Get up, get up What’s taking
so long Get up, get up Get a move on Stop stalling, I’m
calling out Get up, get up Get a move on Get up, get
up Ain’t nothing wrong ‘Cause I believe you can be whatever And
I agree you can do much better, trust me
Yeah I don’t know why I never talk about it I guess that’s
probably part of the problem Yeah, sometimes you’re
wrong… Sometimes you’re right… Just gotta keep moving Yeah,
I’m just gonna keep moving Today, tomorrow, and the next…
Get up, get up Get a move on Get
up, get up What’s taking so long Get up, get up Get a move
on Stop stalling, I’m calling out Get up, get up Get a move
on Get up, get up Ain’t nothing wrong ‘Cause I believe you
can be whatever And I agree you can do much better, trust me
I’ve been a Shinedown fan since the early 2000’s (2005, I think),
but I hadn’t heard Get Up
until about three weeks ago. At first I just really liked the melody
so I made a note to come back and give it a proper listen, but of
course I lost that note until I stumbled upon it yesterday.
While listening to the song, I
was immediately drawn to the first verse, chorus, and pre-chorus.
The entire song is great, but these parts just seemed to speak to
where I am and where I’ve been in recent months.
I know you’re clinging to the light of day To tell you everything’s a-okay The medication don’t do much Yeah, it just numbs the brain
This verse really stuck out to me
as I related to the feeling of helplessness, as if being adrift
without the ability to control anything in your life. On top of
having that general feeling on a personal level it just seemed like
everywhere I looked there was so much pain, suffering, and violence.
Whether it be the nonsense of our American political system, the car
wreck that is the 24 hour news cycle, or the global realities of
poverty, disease, war, and genocide I wished that there was something
I could do to make things better. I longed to believe that people
were good, despite our depraved and sinful nature and it was a
struggle. I found myself self-medicating in the form of
entertainment. In my foolishness I watched movies and shows to make
me laugh, and immersed myself in the storytelling of some of my
favorite video games to try and find a way out from the whirlwind of
thoughts and emotions rather than leaning into Jesus; yet none of
these were able to meet the need I had.
If you were ever in doubt Don’t sell yourself short You might be bulletproof Hard to move mountains when you’re paralyzed But you gotta try So I’m calling out
The latter half of the pre-chorus is what truly spoke to me. As I heard it, it was as if the Holy Spirit was speaking directly to me, reminding me that He would comfort me and lead me; all I need to do was to repent and turn back to Him. My desire to love God and help people, to make a difference in this world, sometimes felt insurmountable as I constantly surveyed what truly are some of the worst parts of humanity. It was overwhelming and paralyzing, leading to burn out. However, while I am bound by the limitations of my flesh I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me (Philippians 4:13).
Get up, get up Get a move on Get up, get up What’s taking so long Get up, get up Get a move on Stop stalling, I’m calling out Get up, get up Get a move on Get up, get up Ain’t nothing wrong ‘Cause I believe you can be whatever And I agree you can do much better, trust me
Like the previous section, I found the
chorus to be encouraging and inspiring. It is true that we cannot
save ourselves, nor does God need us to make the first move to help
Him in our salvation or ongoing sanctification. However, He does not
compel us to make the right decisions against our will. At some
point we have to make the decision to put our trust in Him, to get
up, and move along. It starts with being open and honest with God as
your heavenly Father and allowing Him to bring healing to your heart