Speaking Truth in the Comments

1.16.2015

I don’t usually read this kind of drivel. I’m not even sure why it popped up in my newsfeed. I think some friend of a Facebook friend liked it, so there is was, squished right between cute baby pictures and heart warming anecdotes.


This article. I’m not really going to recommend you read it. I can give it to you in the short version.

Two homosexual men are raising three kids together.
People are either extremely disgusted, outraged and offended, OR they are enamored, moved to tears, and over joyed at their courage to stand for what’s right.

The story isn’t really much of a story at all. What grabbed my attention was the comment section. It was heart-breaking.

"I would think God would be more than happy that those three children are getting to grow up in a loving home with two loving dads. But whatever.. the bible thrubbers will say what that say and continue to propagate their hateful lashing out at anything that does not fit into their pretty little boxes of right and wrong in their eyes."

"We all have opinions and that's what they are opinions but theses three kids Are healthy, happy and truly loved. That alone is a TRUE BLESSING!”

"Okay so I'm a Christian and the comments I see on here are sad. You sin everyday but do we criticize you and your lifestyle? I'm Not married but I do have a son but my boyfriend plan on on getting married. Our lord and savior Jesus Christ judges not you. They probably repent and worship the lord. But if they don't... Who are you to judge.”

"For all you weak Christians. God gave us a book so we would know the judgment of God. It's called the bible. The bible tells us of God's judgment before we are judged... Now if you have a problem with this. Stop claiming to be a Christian...just shut up if you're not going to stand up for the word of God.”

“Look like a happy, intelligent, family...Keep up the good work, God is obviously BLESSING you.”

"God created a world of marvelous diversity and variance. There is SO much that's different, rare and amazing to know and explore. It's STUPID to believe, there's only ONE healthy sexual orientation. We ALL have one, just as we all have blood.”

They just kept coming. Line after line of deception, and sin.

I’m reminded of the verses in 1 Peter 2:7-8.
"Unto you therefore which believe he [Jesus] is precious: but unto them which be disobedient, the stone which the builders disallowed, the same is made the head of the corner, And a stone of stumbling, and a rock of offence, even to them which stumble at the word, being disobedient: whereunto also they were appointed.”
All of these people are stumbling at the Word. 

There are those who outright live in disobedience. They don’t care about what the Bible says or who God is. The name of Jesus is just a rock in the way that needs to be dug up and rooted out of our culture. “Love” is the new god, and their version of love looks a lot like sin.

Then their are people who claim to be Christians, but they are far from Christ-like. They too stumble at the word. It’s simply a rock they can hurl at others, proving that they are somehow “holy”.  They lie about God. They don’t care what His Word says. They spew hate because it puffs their own ego. They don’t know what true love looks like because they don’t really know Jesus. All they know is condemnation and guilt and finger-pointing.

As I scrolled through the comments I wanted with all my heart to DO something. I wanted to defend my faith, to speak truth, to SHOUT about how GOD’S WORD IS TRUE!

Then I came to this comment. This is the one I responded too. I know nothing about the women who said it. I don’t know her heart or her mind or her soul. I simply know her name. Louise.

She wrote,

"GOD IS LOVE!! full-stop. period!!! i can just imagine some of your sin that GOD is right now judging you on! Let he who has no sin cast the first stone--- God is writing your sins in the sand as I type! It is so funny how we use GOD to spread hate---GOD IS LOVE in ALL it's forms!!!”

This is what I said.

"God is love, but you can't just stop at the period. "Whoever does not love does not know God, because God is love. This is how God showed his love among us: He sent his one and only Son into the world that we might live through him." (1 John 4:8-9) God showed his love for us by sending Jesus to take the punishment for our sin. The sin of adultery, homosexuality, hate, bigotry, racism, selfishness, pride, all of it. THAT is the love of God. That he would willingly sacrifice his own life so I could live, no-good sinner that I am. God does love gay people. He loved them enough to die for them, and scripture teaches us that we can know that love ONLY if we turn from our sins and believe in Jesus. When you simply stop at the period you miss the most important part of the message. God is not love in all forms. He is love through Jesus.”

I don’t know if she’ll ever read it. If she does, I don’t know that she’ll care.

But it’s still the Truth. And in a world full of lies, its Good News.

Now if only they would hear. If only they would see. If only they would believe. 


New Year Reflections

12.31.2014

Well we made it! We've officially survived 2014. It's been a BIG year for our family with becoming a family of 5 and moving to a new town, a new church, and a new home. They were good changes, but still even good waves rock the boat.  My prayer is that 2015 is a calmer year and hopefully a year of growth. 

I'm excited about Little Bear learning to walk, and eat table food, and drink from a cup. I've seen my babies become toddlers twice now and it's such a fun and happy time. This next phase is one of my favorites, and I can wait to go through it with my second little boy! 





I'm excited about Cupcake learning new words! She is a big talker, and I can't wait for her vocabulary to blossom. This is the year she'll learn to count and name her colors and her letters.  She's really becoming a little girl and not just a baby! She has such a different personality than Rooster does, and I can't wait to see what kind of two-year-old she will be. 





I'm excited about Rooster getting out of diapers (Praise the Lord!), and watching him become more creative and hopefully less unpredictable.  He's becoming more of a little boy and less of a toddler. I look forward to starting preschool activities and getting to do more art projects and games with him. 




My kids are growing up and I am thrilled! I really hope there is always another baby, but one day very, very soon it won't be ALL babies and that will be a good day.





And I'm excited to be married another year to the man of my dreams. I don't talk about my husband much here, but let me tell you, he's amazing and awesome and wonderful and hands down the funniest person I know. This past year has been a growing year for us as we've sharpened our discernment skills and memorized a ton of scripture. I'm amazed that God continues to grow each of us spiritually in the same direction.


This year we memorized 7 chapters of the Bible (starting with the Book of James), and our goal for 2015 is at least 12 more! Memorizing Scripture will completely change your life, and doing it with your spouse will change your marriage! We've become closer together, and I've seen him grow in his role as the spiritual leader in our home. It's such a blessing, and I pray it continues in 2015. 

I love Proverbs 31:25, "Strength and honour are her clothing; and she shall rejoice in time to come." 

As I think about this coming year, I do rejoice! I rejoice that God has given me so many good things to look forward to, and I don't take them lightly. I know that even the best laid plans are often foiled by tragedy. I know that nothing I hold so dear is a guarantee. So tonight as I reflect on the year past and the good things to come, I am simply thankful that God has given me so many people to love, and I pray He will give me the strength I need to love them more in the coming year. 

Happy New Year! 

A Normal Kind of Hard

12.28.2014


I can't stop looking at this picture. It fascinates me.

Each of my children have their own special face. My sweet Cupcake is saying "cheese". She loves to have her picture taken, but hates to stand still long enough for me to push the button. This smile is precious because it's not often that I can catch it on camera.  



Next there is Rooster with his hesitant grin. He doesn't have time to stop for pictures. He's busy playing, running, and pretending to be a superhero. His imagination and his energy are endless!



Then there is Little Bear, tongue out because he was buzzing his lips and trying to blow spit bubbles at his Daddy. He's always happy and always playful. I had just scooped him up off the playground where he had been tasting rocks and crawling after his brother and sister.



Then there is me. 

I look joyful. Really, really happy. You would never know that I had been up several times the night before. Or that I would spend the next several hours chasing after toddlers, cleaning up messes, or juggling a tired baby. 

When I look at this picture, I don't see all of that hard stuff. I just see blessings. When my husband and I got married and we started dreaming about what our family would one day look like, I never imagined it would be this wonderful.



Or this hard. Truly, the last nine months my life has been exhausting. I can say with all honestly that having three kids is more work than even I imagined.  

There were days when I disliked being home so much, I would trade anything to go back to work and leave all the crying behind me. There were days when I felt like I'd never get it all done. Days when I'd go to bed feeling guilty because I didn't read one single book, and my kids watched way too much television. 

Then a few weeks ago, when we were coming out of a particularly rough patch, my husband came home from work and asked how my day had been. I smiled and told him it was just "the normal kind of hard". 

Since then, those words ring out in my mind. When the kids are all crying at once and I'm tempted to run far, far away, I stop myself and say, "This is just the normal kind of hard." When the baby wakes up 10 minutes after the toddlers go to sleep ruining my plans to finally sit down and eat lunch, I stop and remind myself, "This is just the normal kind of hard." 

This is the normal kind of hard, and I can do this. I shouldn't be surprised by this. I should just embrace it. 

It's like a switch flipped in my mind. I'm not the victim. I'm the mom, and I can do this. Truly some jobs are more challenging than others, but they are also more rewarding.


I'm sure as our family grows the challenges will just increase, but I also know that God will give me the the grace to manage. I will learn new strategies and techniques for getting things done. I will grow in patience and diligence and efficiency, simply because I have no other choice. 

Only a few years ago the woman smiling in these pictures didn't know a single thing about managing a household with three young children. She would have been swamped just thinking about being on her feet all day, being at the beck and call of a nursing baby for three years, and having to sweep her kitchen floor after every meal (the struggle is real!). She was too sinful and selfish to enjoy the constant giving that motherhood requires. 

But here I am. I'm doing this, and I love it! God has used motherhood to mature me and to humble me. He's opened my eyes to my sin and given me the grace to get through those moments when I am simply not enough. He's taught me time and time again that my life is not my own. I gave my life to Him, and He gave me to my family, to serve to my husband and love my children with joy. It's an all-day, all-night, never-ceasing kind of task, but it is wonderful. 

This picture of me and kids gives me hope. When I see those smiling faces, I'm reminded just how far God has brought me in the past few years, the lessons He's taught me, and the grace He's given me along the way. 

We will never be perfect, but my prayer is that we will always be filled with joy. 

Joy makes for such pretty pictures. 


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