Thursday, June 13, 2013

More Than All in Him I Find

Lord, fill me with Your fulness today.

"In Christ you have been brought to fullness." 
Colossians 2:10 NIV 

"To know the love of Christ that surpasses knowledge, 
that you may be filled with all the fullness of God." 
Ephesians 3:19 ESV

The problem is that we treat "Delight yourself in the Lord" like a tool. 
Like, "Okay, I've done that. Why _____?" 
As though "Delight yourself in the Lord" is a quick little turn of the key, 
and you get what you want. It isn't like that. 
Delighting yourself in the Lord is an all-consuming, day-by-day quest 
to bring all of our desires into that one great desire, so that He does satisfy. 
—John Piper

Tuesday, June 11, 2013

To A Lady: Jesus Loves Me.

We might even be able to sing the song backwards. Jesus Loves Me. We've sung it since we were in Kindergarten Sunday School at church. Someone challenged me recently, "Sing it like you know it, Leah." Jesus loves me, this I KNOW. As I sung the words to myself, a tear welled in my eye. Do I live like I know it?

To be accepted, we feel like our home needs to look like a Pottery Barn or Crate & Barrel magazine. I'm telling you ladies, I have a hard time with this one. I love to shop, I love interior decorating, I love the look of new things, I love the look of clean & organized. But does God expect me to have the most perfectly decorated home with the newest furniture in it?

In order to be accepted, we feel like we need to look like a 5 foot, stick figure model. Okay ladies. Lets just be real. Maybe we're not anorexic, but maybe we're not eating ENOUGH or getting the proper nutrition our body needs, because we're worried of getting overweight. I'm just going to be real here... A few years ago, I was living in Dallas and someone in the grocery store pointed and said to me, "Oh, you got a Little One in there!" Let me tell you, I signed up for a Pilates class and began a routine of running! My trainer told me I should have a "ladies' six pack" by the end. I got up at 5:45am three times a week for nearly 6 weeks. At the end of it, I was greatly disappointed to see no difference, and then I had to realize, God made me SHORT, and short people... are built differently. I'm not saying we should go eat a bag of Doritos and drink a liter of Mountain Dew. Don't trash your body or treat it like garbage. Treat your body with respect and use self discipline, because our bodies are temples He is dwelling inside of. But know this... God doesn't expect you to look like a perfect Victoria Secret model. God created you, and says you're beautiful.

If only we could be like THAT lady who everyone loves to crowd around - she's spunky, fun loving, always ready for a lively conversation. I can't tell you how many times I have had this conversation in my head. Everyone loves outgoing, spunky, popular people... but honestly, I'm not that. Yes, I love one-on-one time with people, but after a couple hours of being at a party, I am ready to come home, drink a cup of coffee, think deep thoughts and do something in SILENCE. Once I get to a certain level of social activity, I am ready for a nap, because it exhausts me! Yes, there are times when we as introverts need to ask the Lord to bolden us at times to speak out... but dear soul out there, please do not beat yourself up for being an introvert! God wired us to be an introvert for a reason. Plant this truth in your heart tonight... God calls YOU perfect. Don't let anyone convince you otherwise.

To quote OctoberBaby, 

"To be human is to be beautifully flawed." 

I'd rather live in an old house with outdated furniture where laughter was heard and hugs were shared. I'd rather be a little pudgy with a genuine smile on my face, filled with a love for Christ that spills over into other's lives, always ready to listen to another's burdened heart.

Let me tell you, I'm an idealist. I love perfection. But you know what? Jesus doesn't expect me to be perfect.
He is aware of my insufficiencies, and HE is the One who is there to meet each insufficiency with His All Sufficiency.

He loves me.

He LOVES ... ME.