Friday, December 9, 2011

An Exercise in Listening

 Try this with me. I invite you. Close your eyes, open your mind and ask God this simple question:

Father, will you show me how You love me?

I did this one day as I sat with a person I was serving, asking them to do the same, and below you see the words that came to me. They took but a minute to write down; they still resonate in my heart now. I encourage you to put your name in where mine is written, because this is just as true for you as it is for me. He loves us that much.

Charles, tears of Joy
flowing down to water the mountains
the watershed.
waterfalls. rivulets. springs
and brooks, rivers, cataracts, oceans of Love.
waves pounding the shore
all My tears of joy
over your heart
transformed, made new
vivified by My Life.

Glory and Trumpets Charles
that is how I love you.
Glory and Trumpets and flowers strewn along the way.

and wrinkles, smile lines on My Face,
Ancient of Days, watered by tears of Joy
over you
responding
to My loving embrace
in worship.

What I heard is not as important as what you may hear when you take the time to listen to your own heart, and discover what God is speaking there. 

So go ahead, ask Him. 

Will You show me how You love me?

Oh Come Let Us Adore Him

Oh Lord, My Lord
I take this moment now
to adore You.

To realize, breathing quietly
how my heart, my deepest emotions
are longing for You
and fulfilled by You
all at once.

You truly are the King
terrible in Majesty
and yet You are my Friend.

Your face is so familiar
to my minds eye:
the kindness and compassion
the understanding smile
the laughter and mischief
of a playful companion.

And Your eyes,
so passionate, piercing
and beautiful to behold
as you hold my face in your hands
and look into mine.

You speak my name
and suddenly we are alone
the whole universe gone silent and still around us,
spinning no more
because You have given me
Your full attention.

My Lord Jesus,
I am set to adore You
for who You are
and all that I can see
is Your love for me.

Love, bright, resplendent
glorious,
radiating from You, for me.
My adoration is a candle
ignited by the sun
of Your presence.

To me,
right now
this Love
is who You are.

Thursday, December 8, 2011

ride inside

I'm going to start keeping my fitness journal on my blog. If anyone's interested, it might inspire you to try some of the workouts with me, or just make up your own and tell me about them so I can be inspired by you.
I did 35 minutes on the rollers this morning. It was a milestone for me because I rode inside the house (too cold in the garage). Last year I spent many hours on the rollers in the house, but this is the first time in a long time that I've been able to get myself to set it all up and ride. I did something like 24 rounds of Tabata intervals = 20 sec. max exertion/10 sec. easy spinning. It was a hard workout but I felt really good. I was pleased because I was able to get my heart rate up above 180 while riding the rollers without any resistance. Usually I stick a carpet under there to create some drag. I was seeing speeds above 40mph on the sprints, RPM's above 120, heart rate consistently above my lactose threshold even with the rest periods.
Avg. MPH: 24.8, Distance: 13.3miles, Avg.Hr: 154bpm, total time 35min.

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

We were fought by men and very fast

I think interviews with exhausted athletes right after they've just won a grueling race are always hilarious. They never have anything coherent to say, but they have to stand in front of the camera and breathlessly give commentary anyway. When they have to do it in a language that is not their native tongue, it's even more challenging. So I submit the following poem which I read and enjoyed the other day. 

We were fought by men very fast

Celebrating Tiny Miracles



a journey with the Wonderful Counselor, Prince of Peace.

I am the Prince of Peace. As I said to My disciples, I say also to you: Peace be with you. Since I am your constant Companion, My Peace is steadfastly with you. When you keep your focus on Me, you experience both My Presence and My Peace. Worship Me as King of kings, Lord of lords, and Prince of Peace.  Jesus Calling December 2.

Today I celebrate how I am greatly comforted by the presence of the Prince of Peace as I do my work. If I had to sit alone with people and listen to their pressing crises, painful histories, and seemingly insurmountable deficiencies day after day, week after week, year after year, I would be constantly falling to pieces.

But the opposite is true. I love my work, and day after day I fall more in love with God, with people and with the process of leading them to Jesus.

How is this possible? It is because I am never alone with them. The Prince of Peace is my constant companion, and I rely on Him to perform the miracles, so I do not have to take responsibility for healing, changing or growing people. This is God’s job, and I see Him doing it in the most masterful way, beyond what I could ask or imagine. Over the years I can feel myself more and more energized by His Presence in the process.

I have never seen a direct revelation or a tangible miracle where Jesus affects the visible world around me in a supernatural way. I have never seen a blind man come to see, or a lame man walk.

Instead, I see little miracles every day, steps that people are taking into trusting Jesus, walking by His Spirit. I have learned to celebrate every one of them.  As I celebrate, He allows me to see how he does sweep into the room and heal people of their addictive delusions, their relational blindness, and their false beliefs. He does this by showing Himself to them, teaching them to know how He feels about them, and who He has made them to be.

If you could hear the obstacles to trusting God that are built into people’s stories of wounding, pain and abuse, and recognize the resistance of self-protective flesh to knowing God and being known by Him, you would see that it is an astounding miracle when someone opens their heart in trust toward Jesus and begins to take steps of faith.

He is the Wonderful Counselor as well as the Prince of Peace, so He performs wonders when people are willing to experience Him for who He really is. HE performs a miracle when He opens a heart and mind to His love and truth. Truly it is Jesus who draws us to himself.

I wish that you could sit where I sit so that I could tap you on the shoulder when I begin to notice the first tiny miracles happening and say: look, do you see it, do you hear it? One after another her thoughts are beginning to align with God’s way of thinking: with His Word, His Truth. You must remember how at first he was spouting lies about God, themselves and the world around them and they had no idea that they were deceived. Now when a lie comes out, he sees it for what it is and rejects it. Oh! Did you hear that? He just spoke the truth about himself, right from scripture, and he owned it, he embraced what God says about him instead of his own self-perception. Can you see the way she is beginning to operate in freedom from the narrow confines of fleshly thinking? Can you see her pausing, ready to ask the Spirit to lead her? Willing to be silent long enough so that she can hear when He speaks to her, reveals Himself to her? Look, she is taking Jesus at His Word! Look, she just entertained the possibility that the safe place she sees in her minds eye, is from God and not just a figment of her own construction. Can you see the change in their faces, a lightening around the eyes and mouth? Can you see the furrowed brow begin to soften, the downcast eyes raised up to meet our eyes as we talk? Do you see the change in the way they sit in the chair, less tense and more at ease, the sigh in their breathing as they release themselves into God’s care, knowing for the first time where they have always been. (Son, all that I have is yours, and you have always been with me.)

Such a miracle is like watching a sunrise in slow motion. It seems to take forever, and the signs of its coming are so slight at first in the grey twilight. But the birds begin to sing louder while it’s still quite dim. Then you see the grey outline of the trees and fields. If you don’t pay close attention, you might even miss the first moment that the sun shows above the horizon, for it is sudden and unexpected the way the first rays peek out and race across the miles. And then you find yourself standing in broad daylight and not knowing when or how it happened.

So what do I see?

I see a woman who has spent her whole life in the driver’s seat, thinking that she had to be in control in order to be safe, allowing God, for the first time, to take control of her life. I celebrate her choice to trust Jesus in the only way she knows how, through the simple image of allowing Him to steer her along.

I see another women, who has believed that she is worthless since her childhood, and who has acted out of feelings of worthlessness to reinforce her belief. She hopes that Jesus will reveal how much He values her. He invites her into a tender moment, a memory of innocence and freedom that she has not known since childhood. I watch as her soul breathes a shallow sigh of relief. She longs for more. Rejoice with Me that Jesus has led her to this point and will continue with her.

I see a man, discovering his victory over sin in Jesus’ power, not in his own efforts to control his behavior. He is wanting to want Jesus more than all the things which he has sought to meet his needs. He is ready and willing to give God permission to do whatever it takes to break him of his dependencies.

Neither I nor the people I serve could experience this journey of transformation were it not for a small band of very faithful financial supporters. So thank you so much to everyone who cares enough to partner with me and with God as He performs miracles in the hearts of those in need. 

Fitness

I got back on the rollers on the bike in the garage today. It's been a while. I've mostly been getting outside for short hard rides (under gloomy skies) up Sweat Mountain, one of the steepest hills I've ever ridden. There's a beautiful view of the Atlanta skyline from there. You'd have to zoom in and really squint at the horizon to see it in the picture. Keeping the pedals turning on that hill always gets my heart-rate up into the 190's no matter how easy I try to go.

It's hard to get back on the rollers after being outside all year, to get yourself to do something so seemingly mindless, boring, and well, grueling all in a  dark cold cluttered garage . But once I got started it went pretty well. I was listening to Jimmy Eat World and I decided to do steady state intervals, sort of a climbing repeat over 10 minutes. Heart rate starting in the 160's for the first three minutes of the interval, up to my lactose threshold for the next three (168-171), above that for the next three (172-175) and to my max (180+) for the last minute. It hurts just enough to seem worth the effort. I did two intervals and rode for a total of 40 minutes.

Afterwards I did half this workout from Bodyrock. That's 100 reps instead of 200. I'll try to do the rest this evening with Dawn. She and I have started to do these together to get ready for snowboarding in February. They're pretty fun and challenging, and I always end up saying something like "please kill me now!" at some point, because I'm a big baby when it comes to pain. Don't let Zuzana (from Bodyrock.tv) intimidate you with her sexy poses though, she's actually really sweet and very encouraging.

Monday, December 5, 2011