My Throwback Sundays tradition has been on quite the long hiatus, but sometimes I need to be reminded of my own words. Do you ever have those moments? When you’re convinced that God inspires you to write something because He knows that months later you’re going to need to give yourself a “halftime, down by 10, locker room coach” talk?
When my heart is having trouble remembering I have to go back to what my head knows is true. It’s been one of those seasons & tonight a post I wrote back in February is proving to be just the locker room coach talk I know I need to hear even if I’d rather not. With a heart that’s weary from living in the tension of the space in between, I need to be reminded that this space may be the birth of some of my greatest creativity if I’ll just have the courage to see that God is meeting me in it & fill the space with beauty.
In Between – 2.13.12
What do you do with the space in between?
The space between your dreams & the perhaps not so shiny daily reality.
The seemingly large chasm between here & there.
Between what you want & what you have.
The gap between the life you were designed to live & the live you’re living.
What do you do with the space between a Kingdom that is here & not yet?
A hope that is realized & yet to come.
The gray space between the darkness & the light.
What do you do with the space in between? The kind of space that creates tension.
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I’d love to read a post that’s been one of your locker room coach talks! Would you share one below?
Do you ever have a conversation with a friend & walk away feeling like a year of your life has just flashed before your eyes? First in rewind & then in fast forward?
Those moments leave me trying to wrap my mind around all of it, but more than that they leave my heart completely overwhelmed with gratitude. Because most of the time, God uses those conversations to help me clearly see what He has been up to in my life. He uses a friend’s encouragement to make me fully aware of the healing & growth He has been orchestrating in my life; to help me realize that He has turned scabs into scars.
I’ve had several conversations like that over the past couple of weeks, and it’s got me reflecting on this post from last July. I wanted healing, not just relief, & I think I’ve found it.
Please don’t settle. Don’t settle for complacency. For simply surviving life.
Live it. Enjoy it. Savor it. Treasure it.
Anything less and you are cheating yourself.
Cheating yourself out of joy. Of experiences. Of memories. Of relationships. Of laughter. Of beauty.
And if you cheat yourself I believe you are cheating the world. Because the world won’t get all God created you to be if you’re settling.
. . .Give the rest of us the joy of seeing you come to life when talking about your dream.
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That’s still my prayer for you…and for myself – don’t settle.
When I go and sit on the floor in a big circle as we gather for a devotion before heading out I am overwhelmed at what is around me. It’s a group of mostly 20 & 30 somethings, all with incredibly different stories, all from different churches…some not from any church. No one comes out of obligation. No one is getting credit for being there. They come compelled by one thing: love. And that love is the foundation of a community not just among those of us serving but the people we serve as well. It’s grown in size since I first visited but it still feels like a big group of friends getting together to cook some food and give it to those in need. A community strung together by love and a heart for justice. (full original post here)
Parts of that community have thoroughly bled over into other areas of my life here in Nashville. And I love that. Although I haven’t been with them in a while, that community still holds a special place in my heart. I will forever remember it as a group of people & a shared experienced that altered the course of my life.
Do you have communities like that in your life? I’d love to hear their stories!
But my pastor also pointed out something else that hit hard: Jesus let Lazarus die before he raised him. He could have healed from his sickness before he died. But He didn’t. You see, while God is the ultimate healer He is also in the business of restoration. And oftentimes that means death before new life. Resurrection simply cannot occur without death. It’s impossible. (full post here)
Even though the whole idea of death before life is still hard to swallow at times it also still gives me comfort. Comfort in the death knowing that new life is on the other side.
I don’t plan on having children anytime soon. At all. So in the meantime, my prayer for my (future) child is really my prayer for every person on this earth. (full original post here)