Monday, November 27, 2006

Thanksgiving

This holiday was spent with my fabulous friend Katie.
Some highlights (certainly not all):
Soaking in the Glenwood Springs hot pool after a near-freezing bike ride in Alma, a walk around Aspen including visiting the John Denver (yes, I am a fan!) memorial (see song lyrics engraved on rocks). Lots of yummy food (see some of Katie's beautiful friends and family members). I fell in love at the Hotel Colorado (see dog by the fireplace). Biking Klondike Bluffs near Moab past sunset, getting back in the dark, being the only crazies out on the trail (see pre-dark sunset shadow). Conquering the intensely difficult Slickrock trail (see two worn-out riders). Hiking in Arches National Park for the second time this year (see lovely Katie candid near Delicate Arch). Crawling up the huge sand hill (see sand-leaking crocs). Running and jumping down (see happy bare feet). Gobbling up oh-so-good BeauJo's pizza and driving through cute Idaho Springs (what's that about "there's no f in way")?








Monday, November 20, 2006

A little boy made my day

Jake, the 6-year-old son of my boss, came to work with her today, since he doesn't have school. He made me a purple flower pin. When he gave it to me to stick on my jacket (with a piece of tape), he said, "I think you're pretty."
Oh, the beauty of a child's honesty and innocence.

Lessons from rest and roots

I took Friday off work to rest and take a spiritual retreat of sorts. I woke up with a nagging sense of guilt—feeling as though I could or should do something more “productive” with this day. As I sat down for my morning quiet time, God tenderly brought me to 1 John 3:20, NLT: “Even if we feel guilty, God is greater than our feelings and he knows everything.”
God knows how much I gain worth from accomplishment, from what I can do—for Him, for myself, for others.
To make good use of my day I thought I should go for a good long bike ride, and decided to explore Gold Camp Road. After driving more than an hour to get to the south part of town, then another half hour around the general vicinity back and forth, getting frustrated for knowing generally where I was going, but not really how to get there, I finally consulted the map in my glove compartment. Once I did that I easily navigated to my destination.
I realized how often my life is like this. I try to do everything on my own, just tough it out, keep forging relentlessly ahead. How much better would the journey be if I would stop to ask for directions from others or consult my guidebook (the Bible)?
However, my map did not show, and I did not remember, that Gold Camp Road is not a good place for road bikes. Windy, steep, narrow, shadowy—the perfect opportunity to get hit by a car—not really what I wanted, so I gave up that idea. Since I was parked right there, I decided to go for a little hike up around Helen Hunt Falls.
The water plummeting down the rocks glistened in the sunlight as it reflected off the ice crystals forming. The burbling of the water sounded like a thousand footsteps steadily running down the river. The quiet race slowed my steps as I ventured up the trail.
Soon I spotted an odd sight. Trees with naked roots hanging above the ground. (Picture to come). I thought this image profound, as I’ve been studying being “rooted and established in love” (Ephesians 3:17, NIV) this week.
The Greek word for rooted is “rhizoo” meaning “to be rooted, strengthened with roots, firmly fixed, constant.” The concept comes from a tree being as strong as its roots are deep. Though the soil around these trees was eroding, they could stand because their roots were well established.
This got me wondering how strong my roots are. Would I be blown over by the winds of difficulty? If I find safety and nourishment from accomplishments and achievement, what will happen when that’s blown away?
The top of my tree, my appearance, may look healthy and thriving, but the roots are the true indicator.
As I pondered how much I gain worth from what I do, I thought, “So what can I do to change that?” Hah! Don’t you get it yet? You’re asking what you can do to stop finding worth in what you do?
It’s not about you or what you can do. It’s about what God can do, and moreso who He is.
“Your roots will grow down into God’s love and keep you strong. And may you have the power to understand, as all God’s people should, how wide, how long, how high, and how deep his love is” (Ephesians 3:17-18, NLT).
The deeper we are rooted in God’s love, the less likely we are to fall. All other ground is eroding sand.

Thursday, November 16, 2006

Wise advice from…Dove dark chocolate wrappers.

Laugh uncontrollably…it clears the mind.

Follow your instincts.

Sing along with the elevator music.

Smile at yourself in the mirror.

Tuesday, November 14, 2006

A more different kind of letting go

Some child psychologists say that power struggles happen with teenagers and parents so the adult will be more willing to usher the child “out of the nest” when the time comes. If the bond between the two was the same as when the child was an infant, the parent may never be able to let go.
I attended a funeral yesterday at a church filled with many white-haired people hobbling painfully in, probably pondering which one of them would be next to go.
I had a thought that God designs old age, pain, and disease so we’re more willing to let go of this life and be ushered into the next. Certainly, he doesn’t only take the elderly to be with Him in heaven—or the troubled and diseased. A couple weeks ago He took a 29 year-old who died of a mysterious and unexpected heart attack. The man left a wife and child, and one more on the way. Soldiers die in battle every day. I suppose pain and suffering make us more willing to go, but we should be ready whenever it may happen to us. And we should be ready to lose any number of people in our life. If there’s anything left unsaid, say it now—for tomorrow may be too late.
Since this is already quite a sobering post, I’ll leave you with a leaving poem.

What’s Left

Fingerprints on the TV screen.
She’d give back all the shows,
to hold his hand again.

Fingerprints on the computer monitor,
jealous he touched it so much.

Fingerprints on the mirror,
memory staring back at her.

Fingerprints on the doorknob,
on his way out.

Friday, November 10, 2006

Starbucks spreads cheer

Starbucks is planning acts of kindness more than providing caffeinated beverages. Advertising Age reports the coffee giant is handing out freebies like MetroCards for Manhattan commuters and lift tickets in Denver, but these altruistic acts serve a viral marketing purpose. Each recipient also is given a numbered "cheer pass" card and encouraged to do a good deed for someone else. Starbucks then wants the doers of good deeds to log on to the coffee giant's ItsRedAgain.com site to list their positive act, as well as check out holiday promotions and gift ideas.
In my opinion, the site is both funny and dorky. Traditions and cheer are excellent things to spread this holiday season. However, without the true meaning of Christmas, it completely misses the point.

Thursday, November 09, 2006

Letting Go

“If we conceal our wounds out of fear and shame, our inner darkness can neither be illuminated nor become a light for others. We cling to our bad feelings and beat ourselves with the past when what we should do is let go. As Dietrich Bonhoeffer said, guilt is an idol. But when we dare to live as forgiven men and women, we join the wounded healers and draw closer to Jesus.”

–Brennan Manning, Abba’s Child

Monday, November 06, 2006

Gas-mask wearing "fun"

Thank you, Mr. President






Saturday, November 3 I got to meet President George W. Bush!
He was in Colorado to support the Republican candidate for governor, and stopped by Buckley Air Force Base to thank his troops. The President shook my hand, looked me in the eye, and said, "Thank you for serving." I replied, "Thank you, Mr. President."
Regardless of what one thinks of his politics, it's still an absolute honor to meet the Commander in Chief. At the same time, he is just a human, just like any leader. What I most look forward to is meeting my ultimate Big Boss, God, in heaven.

Friday, November 03, 2006

What's your price?

A man at a bar sees a woman he finds attractive introduces himself and buys her a few drinks. Once he’s mustered up enough courage, he asks her, “Would you sleep with me for a million dollars?” After thinking for a few moments, she says, “Sure.” He then asks, “Would you sleep with me for a dollar?” She snaps back, “What kind of woman do you think I am?” He replies, “We’ve already determined that—now we’re just discussing the price.”
Is there a price at which you can be bought? If so, the enemy will find it.
In her insightful post, “Hindsight: Esau's tips on hunger control” Katie says, “We do have a nasty deceiver that is ever so glad to suggest that we trade our inheritance as children of God for a bag of cheetos to tide us over until dinner. He wants us to trade our birthright of purity and true love for a single moment of sexual fulfillment…He wants us to trade a body free from addictions for a cocktail of relief.”
Here’s a modern-day temptation story: While serving God faithfully as a single for many years—experiencing long draughts without being pursued or feeling valued and/or loved, then encountering multiple dating disasters, she felt lonely.
The devil came to her and said, “If you are a daughter of God, go find a husband for yourself. Do whatever you can to win the most impressionable man available. Stop everything to complete this one task.”
She answered, “It is written, ‘Your Maker is your husband, the Lord of Hosts is His name.’” Then the devil showed her in a moment all the grandeur of the rich and famous and said, “If you worship me, this shall al be yours.”
She replied, “A person’s life doesn’t consist in the abundance of her possessions.” Then the evil one whipped out one of his best quips and offered her all the beauty and glamour of a thousand models, the attention of males and females alike—if she would only give in for him. If she would struggle and strive and grab, he would give her everything she ever wanted. He sneered, “ After all, it is written, ‘Be strong and courageous.’”
And yet she stood her ground and offered, “It is said, ‘Not by might, nor by power but by my Spirit says the Lord.’”
And when the devil ended these temptations he departed from her until an opportune time.

Thoughts on hypocrisy

Ted Haggard has admitted he bought methamphetamine, but said he didn't use it, and only received a massage from the alleging prostitute, a Denver man by the name of Mike Jones.

Art Toalston, the editor of Baptist Press, reported that Jones public with the allegations because it was “the moral thing in my mind, and that is expose someone who is preaching one thing and doing the opposite behind everybody’s back.”

Toalston continues: No doubt, there are hypocrites, imperfect people and even addicts of all kinds within the Christian community. To their credit, however, these individuals have the courage to embrace a faith that challenges their sin and seeks to redeem their lives.

Sadly, people outside the faith have no such resource. Hypocrites, imperfect people and addicts who lack the transforming dynamic of Christian faith have only the frailty of human will upon which to build lives of integrity. Followers of Jesus Christ, through the Holy Spirit, gain a new foothold for battling the dark facets of their humanity.

Rarely are addictions to various forms of depravity easily broken. A relationship with Jesus always will prove to be an uplifting, precious addition to a believer’s life, and some believers may see their weaknesses and addictions quickly fall away. But, for others, struggles with the inner churnings of sin may continue to exist after they have turned to Jesus for salvation. Some believers may find that their earlier addictions remain ever-ready to erupt. It may be months or years before all of their sinful habits and inclinations are eradicated.

And so, it is entirely possible for a believer to be what the world calls a “hypocrite,” to believe with all of his or her heart that such-and-such a behavior is sinful yet, in a weak moment, commit that sin.

In the interim, the communion with Jesus increasingly becomes a desperately needed place of refuge after each defeat. The believer cries out to God, placing the entirety of his or her life under the Lord’s forgiveness as promised in Scripture. “If we confess our sins,” as 1 John 1:9 notes, “he is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness.” The believer knows that sooner or later, “... you may be sure that your sin will find you out,” as Moses declared to the Israelites long ago, as Scripture recounts in Numbers 32:23.

When that moment of truth and tumult finally comes, the believer’s faith in Jesus will provide the grace and fortitude to face even public embarrassment or great personal loss if, ultimately, such tragedy is required in order to attain a long-yearned-for, more complete life of purity with God.An accusatory type of guilt often sweeps over believers throughout these struggles.

Whether quietly nagging at their souls or aggressively pounding against their minds and even their bodies, the guilt seems to have a demonic energy, demanding an answer to such taunts as “You’re despicable. How can someone like you call yourself a Christian?”

This guilt is not confined to Christians. Open-hearted nonbelievers likewise are beaten down after various episodes of sin by the roar of such taunts as “You’re a hopeless mess. How can someone like you ever think of knowing God?”

Sadly, we greatly underestimate God’s forgiveness, refashioning His grace into something on the level of our humanity. We who have found new birth fail to live in all its glorious dimensions. For non-Christians, this can be especially tragic if the taunts cut short their quest for faith, derailing their dreams of a new birth and a rescue from the despair of godlessness.

Teachings about forgiveness, however, abound in Scripture. God’s forgiveness is best experienced when taken at its face value from Scripture. Just as the new birth supernaturally gives people a totally new start in life, so God’s forgiveness supernaturally provides that same new start each time His followers realize they have acted wrongly and, turning anew to Him in prayer, ask for His forgiveness.

By God’s supernatural grace, we gain the opportunity to become as fresh as the first day He entered our lives, poised to venture forth again in ever-more-rejuvenating faith.

Haggard steps down

The Associated Press reported Ted Haggard resigned as head of the 30 million-member National Association of Evangelicals and also gave up leadership of his New Life Church pending the investigation into allegations he paid a man for sex for the past three years and used drugs.
Read the story here.
Ross Parsley, the acting senior pastor at New Life, has been quoted in news reports saying, “I just know that there has been some admission of indiscretion, not admission to all of the material that has been discussed.”
This story makes me so sad on many levels. If the accusations are true—to discover an evangelical leader living in sin is disheartening. It’s not surprising to discover a shortcoming, since we are all sinners. But to be living a life of habitual undisclosed wrongdoing is particularly troublesome. This opens up a huge discussion about how the faults of Christian leaders turn nonbelievers away from Christ.
If the accusations are not true—I’m angered by the quickness of which people will drag a man’s reputation in the mud in order to support a political agenda or to increase media ratings. This news will undoubtedly have significant ramifications for the church and the coming election. Please keep this situation in prayer as it develops.