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When I Stopped to Listen to the Fireplace…

The crackle. The scent of the burning logs. The cozy warmth.

[Insert contented sigh here.]

Recently Joe and I spent some time at a lakefront cabin near the Shenandoah Valley in Virginia, and we were reminded just how much we miss those first two elements of a real fireplace. Yes, our gas fireplace in South Carolina provides cozy warmth and a lovely morning glow to the great room, but it lacks the crackling sounds and the woodsy fragrances that only come from a wood-burning fireplace.

The living area in the cabin surrounded me with views of the lake on two sides, and the fireplace provided its coziness from the corner of the room on the other side. In the quietness of the morning, I stopped to listen. When I did, I heard more than just the syncopated crackling of the fire as it enveloped the logs within its reach. The ears of my heart heard two important lessons calling out to me from within the gently burning fire.

There is more than one way to build a fire.

That may sound ridiculously obvious, but I was reminded over the course of our time at the cabin that Joe and I do things differently. I found myself almost annoyed at his seemingly tedious gathering of twigs and branches, his desire for a roaring fire (I tend to go for slow and steady to make it last longer), and his need to clean up every little speck of bark that dropped in front of the fireplace. [Yes. He knows I’m posting this. Keep reading for “his side of the story!”]

Joe patiently and graciously endures my need to keep the action steps concise and precise—even when it comes to building fires. He sits nearby and loves me anyhow when I criss-cross a few logs, stick a couple of his lovingly gathered, underappreciated twigs under and between them, light a long match and throw it in the middle of the pile to burn, hoping it will encourage the logs to do the same…meanwhile leaving scraps of bark hither and yon.

Somehow, we both end up with a fire that accomplishes what it is supposed to do: burn the wood!

As I sat watching—and listening to—the fire he had just stoked, the words of Romans 12:4-8 came to mind:

 For as in one body we have many members, and the members do not all have the same function, so we, though many, are one body in Christ, and individually members one of another. Having gifts that differ according to the grace given to us, let us use them: if prophecy, in proportion to our faith; if service, in our serving; the one who teaches, in his teaching; the one who exhorts, in his exhortation; the one who contributes, in generosity; the one who leads, with zeal; the one who does acts of mercy, with cheerfulness.

Romans 12:4-8, ESV

My mother often reminds me: “If we’re both exactly alike, one of us isn’t necessary.” It doesn’t have to be done your way to be right. Your way is a way—not necessarily the only way! Some people help others by giving them financial gifts. Some help by praying for them. Some help by sending a note or taking a gift to their home. But in the end, they receive help. Take care not to judge the actions of others simply because they do not mirror your own. Instead, utilize your God-given talents, skills, and abilities to light the fire that has been entrusted to you.

Lighting a fire under something may get it burning, but lighting the fire from within something tends to keep it burning.

Frugal woman that I am, I was hesitant to pay what I thought were high prices for bundles of firewood and/or kindling at a nearby store in Virginia. We had brought some larger logs from home, so I thought we could just use what we had on hand to get the fires going.

I was wrong.

We ended up using leaves, twigs, small pieces of cardboard (i.e., toilet paper rolls and paper towel rolls), and even scrap pieces of paper from my purse in our efforts to get the larger logs to catch fire. In so doing, we were both struck by the whispers of the fireplace, patiently illustrating for us another lesson.

When we put the twigs, paper, leaves, etc. under the stack of larger wood, it was not only difficult to get the fire lit, but it also seemed to die out rather quickly since only a small portion of the large log was exposed to the fire beneath it.

In contrast, when we wrapped the twigs in the leaves, paper, cardboard rolls, etc. and put those clusters within the stack of larger pieces of wood, the fire ignited more easily and seemed to burn longer and more evenly.

Can you see it? It’s just like us! When an external motivator is used to prod me to do something, it may work—but not as effectively as if I were motivated internally.

We want others to serve, to help, to do the next right thing. We may be able to utilize external motivators initially, but to keep the fire burning, we need to go deeper. To light the fire from within. To give them a why that compels them to long-term action.

We need to do the same for ourselves. We are commanded by Christ Himself to do more than just do from the outside. We are to be who God wants us to be—from the inside out.

And he answered, “You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul, and with all your strength, and with all your mind; and your neighbor as yourself.”

Luke 10:27, NASB

So how do you ignite a fire from within? Wrap yourself in the truths of Scripture. Surround yourself with those who pour that same truth into your very soul. Open the “flue” of your heart to keep out distractions that prevent the spark from spreading. Keep feeding your passion for Christ and let God’s Spirit use who He created you to be to enable you to do what He has entrusted you to do.

The Blogger’s Dilemma

We received the call that my friend had passed away. My mother and I hugged one another, prayed for her family, and went to two separate rooms of the house, each to experience our private grief in the ways necessary for each of us before reuniting to share our thoughts, memories, and more prayers.

My mother’s private grief was to release the tears that flowed from having lost a “mentee,” a beloved partner in gospel endeavors, and a long-time close, personal, and family friend.

My grief immediately worked its way from my heart to my fingers. My thoughts found their release through a blog post flooded with memories, lessons learned, and gratitude for a life well lived. (You may find that blog post here.)

I share the details of that first hour of our grief journey for this reason today: my heart generally finds its way into the words I share in written form.

Herein lies the dilemma for me.

Do I, as a blogger and writer, share my personal struggles, hurts, losses, and sorrows for the entirety of the web-world to read? Do I open my heart, attempting to encourage others walking similar journeys, while at the same time inviting into my openness the criticism, unkind responses, judgment, and misunderstanding that are inevitable when readers—myself included—read through the filters they knowingly or unknowingly wear, based on their own current struggles, biases, and victories?

You see, as one whose livelihood and being both involve skillfully forming thoughts into words, words into messages, and messages into tools with desired results, it would be easy to use my words as arrows of manipulation. On the other side, it would be easy to guard my words from the possible interpretations of others by writing of other things, thereby avoiding the dilemma of transparency versus caution—both viable alternatives.

As a woman of faith, I desire to use the unchanging truths of God’s Word (the Bible) as my guide, as the perfect example of how words can and should be used for good (even the ones that flow from rivers of sorrow or difficulties), and as the standard against which I line up my motives and desired results before clicking “Publish.”

Sometimes, that means I serve God and others best by using my talents, skills, and abilities to teach, share, delight, or even address an issue through an unveiled public post.

Sometimes, it requires me to follow the example of the most eloquent Man in history, Who, when facing His greatest opposition and some of His greatest earthly trials, chose silence. His was the incontestable example that the silence of one should not always be viewed as the victory of another.

He was oppressed and afflicted,
Yet He did not open His mouth;
Like a lamb that is led to slaughter,
And like a sheep that is silent before its shearers,
So He did not open His mouth.

Isaiah 53:7, NASB, emphasis mine

Lest my desires be mistaken for pious implications that I have perfected the choice for silence when needed, my friends and family can assure you that I have not. I am a work in progress. But progress is the first step toward “a desire accomplished” (Proverbs 13:19).

So will I continue to share the struggles, joys, difficulties, lessons, celebrations, and sorrows of my heart through the written word? Of course…and most likely with a renewed vigor.

By God’s strength, help, and guidance, however, I will strive more than ever to share with wisdom-guided, grace-guarded transparency.

Let me encourage you to do the same.

Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart
Be acceptable in Your sight,
O Lord, my strength and my Redeemer.

Psalm 19:14, NKJV

I Followed Him to Calvary

Several years ago, one of my nieces spent her summer playing the role of Mary Magdalene in the Black Hills Passion Play in Spearfish, South Dakota. The outdoor amphitheater included a setting where the audience could watch as Jesus climbed, bloodied and beaten, to the hill where His cross was placed—and where He would soon die.

As guests of one of the cast members, my mom and I were invited by my niece to serve as walk-ons one evening when we were visiting the area. It was a thrill beyond description to don the attire of biblical times, to walk across the front of the crowd, shouting, “Hosanna,” with the cast members and walk-ons as we depicted Christ’s triumphal entry into Jerusalem, and to have the joy of pointing onlookers to the amazing love behind every day, every moment, every action that makes up what we often call “Holy Week.”

Due to the secretive nature behind how the cast and crew “nailed” Jesus to the cross and raised His cross to its upright position while He “hung” there, walk-ons were rarely (very rarely) allowed to make the trek up the hill. However, my niece somehow managed to get permission for me to follow as one of the crowd members who headed up to Calvary’s hill to watch the scene unfold.

I wept. Profusely. And I wasn’t acting.

It was moving.

No, it was life-changing.

The man who played the role of Jesus was a magnificent actor, and the anguish he so masterfully portrayed in that scene was powerful enough to have stayed strong in my mind to this very day.

Today, as I read Isaiah 53…again, I mentally relived this scene from so many summers ago. As I did, the reality of what the sinless Son of God did, because of love, caused the tears once again to flow freely.

However, tears mean little if there is no resulting change. The change I spent the rest of my God-and-I-Time pleading for (and still seek the Lord for even much later in the day) was that I would continue to follow Him to Calvary.

No, I cannot walk that path up the hill in the now-closed Passion Play in South Dakota. Nor do I refer to that as I lay this request before my God.

Instead, what I long to do is to follow Him, close enough to see afresh what He, in love, did for me—for you.

And in so doing, I can be moved, encouraged, strengthened to follow His teaching and to follow His perfect example…wherever it leads me.

Why? Because He is no longer dead! He rose, victorious over death, and offers to all His free gift of salvation from the penalty of our sins. Following Jesus to Calvary is not where this post ends…

He is risen indeed!


Further Reading:

Isaiah 53

Making Room for Easter

Easter. Resurrection Sunday. We call it by different names for different reasons, but for the sake of ease throughout this post, I will refer to it by the most commonly used name, Easter. My use of this term will reference the victorious resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead, following His cruel and personally undeserved crucifixion only three days prior (the day we now commemorate by the name Good Friday). I ask up front that you not turn this post into a theological debate over terminology, even if there is a difference between terms on the deeper level.

While I love Christmas—as most of you know by now, one of our guest rooms is decorated year round for the holiday and is known as “The Christmas Room”—my joy in its celebration pales in comparison to the anticipation I feel for Easter Sunday. To me, celebrating Christ’s resurrection from the tomb is a way of acknowledging that this day represents the culmination of all that I believe.

Perhaps it’s the arrival of spring and its warmer weather, the rapidly approaching graduation ceremonies, or the hope of summer and its often less rigorous schedule, but right about now, schedules seem to fill with gatherings, end-of-the-school-year concerts, luncheons, added worship opportunities and church events, and more. And yes, that’s in addition to the activities that are already on our calendars.

If we’re not careful, the reason we are celebrating will be lost in the busyness of our celebrations.

This. This is why we must be intentional about making room in our schedules this week to reflect, learn, read the Scriptures (see my “Further Reading” list below), and allow the magnitude of this event to change us.

This is why we must say no to even those things which are good in order to create space for those greater reminders of the overwhelming, unconditional, undeserved, unearned love that God bestowed on us through His sovereign plan to redeem us from a hopeless future. Yes, for most of us, our normal routine—work, school, lengthy to-do lists—will continue in the midst of this week. But in the moments when you have options—when you get to choose—fix your thoughts on what took place those many years ago.

Focus on the Who

The Bible states, “God demonstrates His own love toward us, in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us” (Romans 5:8, NASB).

Focus on the Why

The words of John 3:16 may be quoted often, but their truth should never be taken lightly: “For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life.”

Focus on the What

First Corinthians 15:3-4 summarizes God’s overwhelming act of love in a few brief words: “Christ died for our sins in accordance with the Scriptures, that he was buried, that he was raised on the third day in accordance with the Scriptures.”

Focus on Keeping Your Focus

Celebrating this eternity-impacting event is important. Take even just a few minutes each day this week to read (or listen to, by clicking on the link and selecting the audio option) one or more of the passages below. Reflect on the vast scope of its truths and its impact. Pray for God to restore to you the joy of your salvation (see Psalm 51:12) from sin through Christ’s death, burial, and resurrection.

Choose today, sweet faith friend, to make room for Easter…in your schedule, in your mind, and in your heart.


Further Reading:

Isaiah 53 (listening time: 2:37) – The number of times I have not been brought to tears while reading this short chapter is fewer than the number of times that I have.

Matthew 27-28 (listening time: 8:22)

Mark 15-16 (listening time: 6:02)

Luke 23-24 (listening time: 6:53)

John 19-20 (listening time: 6:45)

Circumstances vs. Certainty

I recently read a devotional taken, in part, from the book Winning the War in Your Mind, by Craig Groeschel. I haven’t read the book, so please do not write me about endorsing a book by someone I know little to nothing about. I do know this, however: a section of this devotional provided an aha moment for me, and I cannot take credit for a thought not originally my own, so I share its source here.

How often, in the midst of a trial, difficulty, hardship, or other “off-script” moment have we heard, shared, or read for the hundredth time, “Rejoice in the Lord always; again I will say, rejoice” (Philippians 4:4, ESV)? It really is an amazingly impactful verse—when properly applied.

The application is what I suddenly realized I had been viewing all wrong.

Maybe it’s just been me (and in that case, you have my full permission to roll your eyes in disbelief at my simplemindedness in not “getting it” until now). Maybe I’m the only one who has clung to this verse with all my might, wondering why it wasn’t “working.” Maybe I was the only one feeling like I was failing at rejoicing in my circumstances.

Circumstances

I don’t know your current circumstances. I can care; I can pray; I can, in some cases, understand them. However, I don’t know how God has prepared you for this moment. Nor do I know why He has entrusted these circumstances to you.

I do know this: your current struggle, no matter its depth, is very real to you. It is your struggle.

Therefore, don’t look at your circumstances in light of someone else’s. You don’t have grace for their difficulties, and they don’t have grace for yours.

Let’s face it: you just can’t rejoice in the word cancer. You will find it hard (if not impossible) to rejoice in the word no, especially when you have pled with the Lord to change your circumstances. But this verse is not about rejoicing in the circumstances.

It’s about rejoicing in the Lord.

Certainty

Circumstances change. Our viewpoint of them changes. Our response to them changes as we mature and grow. Our memory of them can even change as we learn to filter them through what we’ve learned from them. (Think of the expression, “Hindsight is better than foresight.”)

God, however, never changes. In Malachi 3:6 (ESV), God proclaimed of Himself: “For I the Lord do not change….” If this was true in the situation for which He stated it, and He indeed does not change, then it is still true today. (And it is!)

That is what—no, Who—we are told to rejoice in via the repeated lesson in Philippians 4:4. Let’s read it together again with that in mind: “Rejoice in the Lord always; again I will say, rejoice” (emphasis mine).

His love for us is certain. His presence with us is certain. His care for us is certain. His promises are certain. His truths are certain.

He is the One we are to rejoice in—no matter the circumstances!

Challenge

So here is my challenge for you today: Rejoice in the Lord. Rejoice in Who He is and in what He has done and is doing in you and through you. Rejoice in His promises. Rejoice in His love. Rejoice in the fact that when difficult circumstances arise, He is still there. He is still God.

Now that’s something—SomeONE—to rejoice in!


Additional reading:

Malachi 3:6

Isaiah 43:2 (Written to a specific group at the time, yes. However, same God, same truths about Who He is!)

Philippians 4:4-8

Hebrews 13:5