Thursday, April 27, 2017

The Problem with Jesus

"Then Jesus said..."Martha, Martha..." (Luke 10:41)

I woke up earlier than usual this morning. Not a bad thing really, it gave me a little more time to gather my thoughts and start the Thursday routine. Thirty minutes in, my mind wandered to someone I know. Just a random thought really - nothing substantial. Until I questioned their problem with Jesus. As sure as I'm typing, I heard in my spirit It's because He calls them on their crap. Ouch. I mean, really? Who wants to hear that first thing in the morning?  Certainly not me. Not someone who has been called out by the Holy Spirit on many occasion. Not me. Nope. Didn't want to hear that.

But as I pondered the thought, I realized that is exactly why folks have a problem with Jesus. He lived a perfect life. He was friendly. He was compassionate. He was empathetic. He was Jesus for crying out loud! And He called people out for sin. 'Big' sin, 'little' sin, 'acceptable' sin, 'normal' sin...He exposed them all...yet, He continues to love us anyway. And by the way, sin is sin. There is no 'degree' to it. It is anything that seperates us from God - from His righteousness - we've sort of got that mixed up.  It's no wonder some of us don't want a relationship with Him. He gets in our business and holds us accountable. He truly calls us out.

During His life,  He proved that He loves humanity enough to call us out. To hold us accountable. And we just can't understand the concept, let alone embrace it. It is His version of tough love. Love without limits. Love He gave His life, and sent the Holy Spirit, to prove. I reckon that's the problem with Jesus. 


Wishing each of you a blessed Thursday,

In Christ with lov and compassion,

Coach Kelly

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Thursday, April 13, 2017

The Ridiculousness of the Easter Story

"And you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free" (John 8:32).

As a child I was taught that God created everything. Life, heaven, hell, even us.  And I never doubted it.  At the age of eight, my sister helped me realize that my parents worked together to deceive us. Together they became Santa, the Easter bunny, and the tooth fairy; our parents: a well-meaning couple of highly skilled, yet loving, liars.  I didn’t get mad or upset with them, even when armed with that newly found evidence.

But for some reason, I never doubted them when it came to God.  Nor did I question the life of Jesus. And even though I didn't fully understand Him, I never doubted the existence of His Holy Spirit; especially once I’d experienced Him stirring in my gut!

Over my lifetime, I’ve seen people searching for a lot of things. Wealth, love, truth, acceptance; but for some reason, after I experienced the Holy Spirit for myself, my search was over - I was okay. I can’t say I've ever felt accepted by a lot of people. Sometimes I still feel like a fifth wheel – and I'm even okay with that (after I get away to myself - haha). But there’s just something about faith in God that fills those voids.  

It's like I understand – deep down – that He (God, Jesus, the Holy Spirit) is real. And that understanding, an innate truth, is simply a part of me. But then yesterday happened…and it only took one preacher and forty-nine years of real life for me to see it straight.

I was listening to a preacher on the radio. He was speaking on the Easter Story. And a thought popped into my head. Suddenly it occurred to me that the message he was sharing was ridiculous. And the more I considered that thought, the more sense it made: the ridiculousness of the Easter story.

Surely any reasonable person wouldn’t believe this stuff…right?

I'm not saying the life of Jesus wasn't real. Or that He wasn't a great teacher. From historical accounts, He even sounds like a great friend. But when that preacher started telling how Jesus was the ultimate sacrifice, the one perfect Sacrificial Lamb, that He took all sin upon Himself…well…it sounded crazy to me.  Yes ridiculous is a good word.

So, in my mind, I started thinking about the Easter Story. And then I felt Him. The Holy Spirit stirring within. Like He had something to say about the matter. So I turned the radio off and let Him do what He does best. I let Him be my Comforter and Guide. The Voice of Truth that Jesus sent back to us (See John 14).

And I smiled.
I smiled because of this ridiculous faith of mine.
I smiled because I know that faith is freeing and sets good boundaries.
I smiled because I don’t have to understand it at all.
I smiled because I know to accept Him for who He is.

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Y’all, faith is not about our ability to reason all this stuff out. It's not about the nuts and bolts of knowledge. It isn’t about understanding why Jesus came here to kick around among mankind. Faith is about accepting. It is about feeling, innately, the love of God. And that makes faith well, ridiculous. But I’ll take it!

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In Christ with Love and Compassion,
Coach Kelly

Thursday, April 6, 2017

Dare to Dream

"Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewal of your mind" (Romans 12:2, ESV).

Have you ever thought of what your perfect life would look like? I ask my coaching neighbors this question and often they have a quick response. Other times it takes a while. I like it when they have to put a little thought into their answer. When they dare to dream about their future. 

When I dare to dream about my perfect life, my family and I are healthy, happy, saved, and safe.  I ask God to restore, renew, and refresh us. I kind of pray Psalm 51, John 14:6 and Joshua 24:15. "Create in me a clean heart, oh God, and renew a right spirit within me - 'cause I wanna be where You are - me and my family - and Lord - help me to see others through Your eyes."

I want to reflect His perfect love...especially in this imperfect life.

I want God to guide me. Help me not care too much about superficial or temporal things; but that I will look for good inside and without. That I will be willing to see others as Jesus saw them: as someone worth dying for. That I'll see others as worth my time and energy. Worth my smile. Worth a little self-sacrifice. 

I guess what I'm trying to convey is this: Then we dare to dream, God can use our imperfectly perfect life. Even if it needs a tweak here or there...especially in those seasons when it needs restored, renewed, and refreshed. It is in these life seasons that His strength and love shines through. Because in our moments of weakness we are willing to move out of His way.

Have a blessed Thursday y'all,

In Christ with Love and Compassion

Coach Kelly

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