Sunday, December 14, 2014

Christmas Letter



*Below is the Christmas letter that I wrote this year, for those who are interested in reading it.*

Christmas 2014

Dear family, friends, neighbors, and strangers,

I hope that this letter finds you well. It is difficult to believe that I just have one semester of college left and then I graduate in May! I have been living with and caring for an elderly lady with Parkinson’s Disease this semester, and I have thoroughly enjoyed it! In fact, I am thinking about becoming a certified nursing assistant (CNA) upon graduation. (I hope to, sooner or later, actually get around to using my degree in Biblical and Theological Studies, but it might have to wait for a few years while I work to pay off student loans.)
            Anyways, I didn’t want to write this Christmas letter to tell you so much about me as about one of the major things that I have learned during my time at John Brown. Over the years at JBU, I have come to realize that many people hold to the view that there can be certain levels of Christians. Usually the ones who are more devout in their walks with Jesus are termed “Jesus freaks” or they are called “more spiritual.” Yet, there is no difference or degree in terms of Christians. One is either a Christian or not. One either chooses to follow Jesus with his or her life or does not. This common misconception greatly disturbs me, mostly because many people believe that they are going to heaven when they die, and they are not.
            Too many times, I think that Christianity is painted as the answer to all of life’s problems: “Oh, just say this prayer and then your life will be good and happy.” That’s never what Jesus promised. In John 16:33, Jesus said, “In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.” Then, there is also 2 Timothy 3:12, which says, “In fact, everyone who wants to live a godly life in Christ Jesus will be persecuted.” The answer to all of life’s problems is not found in saying a prayer and then going off to live life as one pleases. True joy and peace are found in an abiding relationship with Jesus Christ in which one submits himself or herself to Jesus’ will. Self no longer lives, but, as Paul said in Galatians 2:21, “Christ lives.” This is in accord with what Jesus said in Matthew 16:24-25, “If anyone would come after me, he must deny himself and take up his cross and follow me. For whoever wants to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for me will find it.” Sounds paradoxical, doesn’t it? Yet, it’s true. I have experienced it in my own life.
            Perhaps you are reading this and you have never heard of Jesus before. If that’s the case, I would encourage you to seek Him and find out more about what I have said in this letter. Get a copy of the Bible and start reading it, starting with the “books” of Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John, which will tell you a lot about Jesus and His life.  
            Perhaps you are reading this, and you know a little bit about Christianity and Jesus, but it is new to you that God wants to have a personal relationship with you. If that’s the case, my encouragement to you is the same as to the person who has never heard of Jesus before. Read Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John, but do not read them with the intent of acquiring head knowledge; instead, read them with the intent of getting to know Jesus.
            Or perhaps you are reading this and you know that the Holy Spirit is speaking to you. You know that you have been living life the way that you want to instead of submitting to Jesus. If that’s the case, then I urge you to stop resisting the Spirit and to submit to Jesus.
            Or maybe you are reading this, and you are experiencing the joy and peace that come from an abiding relationship with Jesus Christ and from submitting to Him. If that is the case, then continue to follow Him.
            If you wish to share how this letter has impacted you, then please feel free to leave a comment below.

Love,
Leah


Sunday, August 31, 2014

The Only That Satisfies: Jesus Christ

I want to tell you the only that satisfies. Perhaps when you read that, you thought to yourself, "Leah, you forgot a word between 'only' and 'that.'" I did not forget the word, but I deliberately left it out, because there are problems with both "thing" and "person." If I had used the word "thing," that seems disrespectful, if the only "thing" that satisfies is a person. However, if I had used the word "person," it could imply that there is only one person that satisfies, but that there might be "things" that satisfy as well.

With that said, the only that satisfies is Jesus Christ. It is something that is simple, but something that I always forget. With my senior year in college upon me and graduation looming (hopefully!), I am left wondering where in the United States (or perhaps the world), I will be located next. Will it be Michigan, the place where I grew up and where my family resides? Will it be in Arkansas, where I've attended college? Might it be in Colorado, which I fell in love with this summer? Or will it be none of those places?

I think to myself, "If I went to Michigan, then I would be close to my family. If I went to Arkansas, then I would already have some sort of a community. If I went to Colorado, then I would be close to beautiful mountains and some of my friends from camp."

But then reality sets in, "If I went to Michigan, then I won't be able to be with the Arkansas community that I love, and I won't be able to see a lot of my camp friends. If I went to Arkansas, then I would be away from my family and my camp friends. If I went to Colorado, then I would not see my family or the community that I have in Arkansas." It seems that every single option falls short. It always seems that if I'm in Colorado, then I am missing my family. If I am in Michigan, I am missing my friends who live elsewhere.

So location and the accompanying people don't satisfy. What about marriage though? One of the things that I have really longed for a large part of my life is a best friend, the one that is found when one is married. I've always desired someone to do stuff together with. I've yet to be married, so I cannot say that I have personally experienced marriage falling short of satisfaction. However, just picture this scenario: You get married, the day that you've been waiting for quite a long time. Then, the next day, your spouse dies somehow. The truth is, none of us are guaranteed another day on this earth. We do not know when we'll die. We cannot count on marriage, or any human relationship, for that matter, for satisfaction.

The same goes for jobs, money, and belongings. All of that stuff could disappear in an instant.

The only that satisfies and that will endure forever is one's relationship with the Lord Jesus Christ. So I ask you: Are you pursuing the only that satisfies, or are you pursuing other things? What are the things that you can do this week to pursue the only that satisfies?

Tuesday, August 12, 2014

Freedom from the Fear of Suicide (and, Consequently, Suicide Itself)

In light of the suspected suicide of Robin Williams and now the talk on social media of suicide and also people airing their opinions, I thought I would share with everyone a piece of my own story. Unlike Robin Williams, I have never struggled with depression. However, very possibly like Robin Williams, I have struggled with suicidal thoughts. (I know that there are different and various categories of depression. Depression as I am defining it in this piece is a disturbance of mood, particularly a depressed mood, to such a degree that the tasks of daily life are difficult to perform.) Why do I say that? Well, I have never had such a low mood that I have had trouble functioning with daily tasks. I have had such a low mood though that I've contemplated committing suicide. Usually my low moods would originate with me meditating on the brokenness of the world.

The thought that I might commit suicide used to scare me. The act of suicide itself did not scare me; the repercussions of suicide, however, did. I have heard speeches from family members of loved ones who committed suicide, and I did not want my family or friends to have to experience the pain, the brokenness, or the regret that often comes with that. Also, I thought of my adopted "nephew" and "niece," and how something like that would ever be explained to them. That would just be traumatic.

This burden, this fear of suicide, weighed heavily upon me. It was during this time that I remembered what I had learned in my Discipleship and Evangelism class. Jesus Christ is Lord, and He wants to be in control of every part of our lives, for our own good. This thought led me to the realization that Jesus is not only Lord of my life, but He is also Lord of my death. He is the one who determines when I will die. I have absolutely no right to ever end my life. I accepted that Christ was Lord of my death. After I had made that decision, there was a few times when suicidal thoughts came up. However, they had no control over me; they gave me no fear. I just took those thoughts straight to God and said, "God, I'm having these suicidal thoughts. However, I've already determined that You are the one who decides when I will die. Not me. Take these thoughts away from me." As time went on, suicidal thoughts left me completely. I think it's because Satan realized that they did not have a grip on me.

So, if you are struggling with suicidal thoughts (with or without depression), I would encourage you to take those thoughts to God and submit to Him as the one who decides when you will die. Tell Him that He can determine that and not your own self. That is how I received freedom from the fear of suicide, and, consequently, suicide itself.

Sunday, April 6, 2014

Doubt, God's Lordship, Commitment, Surrender, and Questions about How Salvation Works

This school year has been one filled with a lot of doubt, specifically doubt concerning my salvation. The doubt seems to keep coming back. In the fall semester, I would say that the doubt was more unhealthy than not. It had me dejected. This semester, however, I think that the doubt has been more beneficial and actually healthy. I am still dealing with the doubt, but I really hope that, in the end, it will draw me closer to God, which will make going through it totally worth it.

Why was my doubt the fall semester unhealthy and why has my doubt this semester been more healthy? First, I believe that, because of the trials of last semester, I am closer to God now and also better able to deal with the doubt. Before the beginning of this semester, I did not understand what it looked like practically to "take every thought captive." It was something that I knew that Christians are supposed to do, but I never really knew how to put it into practice. Now, I understand that with every thought that enters my mind, I can take it to God and say, "God, I just had this thought..." and I proceed to talk to Him about it. "God, I know that this thought is displeasing to You. Please change my thoughts." "God, this thought just crossed my mind. How does this line up with Your Word? What is Your Truth in this situation?"

Although I feel closer to God and have learned how to "take every thought captive," I believe that the main reason that the doubt this semester has been more beneficial than the doubt last semester is because the doubts are of two different kinds. The doubt last semester was more of a look at how my actions and thoughts and motives lined up with God's Word and the resulting disappointment that my life did not actually align. It was a doubt based on my actions/thoughts. That doubt produced despair. A kind friend, Jonathan Marks, reached out and reminded me of what Scripture has to say about salvation. That conversation encouraged me, but it was only temporary encouragement. The doubt lingered.

This semester, the doubt has been less based on my actions and instead has been more of a volitional doubt. Do I really want to follow God? On the morning of March 7, I had prayed, "Lord, is hell even that bad?" I did not want to give up specific sins and acts of the flesh, and that is what prompted that prayer. Since that time, God has slowly been working on me and melting the pride, independence, stubbornness, and rebelliousness in my heart. I do not feel as controlled by some of the lusts of the flesh I had let myself slip into.

However, I'm still struggling with having Christ be Lord of my life. This was a topic that I explored in my journal on March 12: "Lord God, I am really confused right now. I don't really know if I want to follow You...And yet I'm praying for others...to come to know You, and yet I don't really know if I want to follow You myself. Does that actually mean that I'm still a Christian and do want to follow You? Or does a prayer like that come more from routine? I don't know." On March 11, I had written the question: "Would I have decided to follow Christ if I had known the cost?"

Then it hit me: What would happen if I viewed my relationship with God like it was a marriage? I have always been 100% committed to the "marriage is for life" commandment laid down in God's Word. Yet, why couldn't I be 100% committed to God? Why couldn't I protect my relationship with Him the way that I will have to protect and guard my marriage to my future husband? How that would change so much about how I live! Every little thing, every interaction with someone would change!

Then, I went to New Orleans on a mission trip and, on the last night, a devotional was given around a bonfire. It was about surrender. People were supposed to write on a piece of paper things/situations that they wanted to surrender to God and then they were given the opportunity to throw the paper in the fire. In my heart, I felt resistance. Though I was/am currently practicing daily surrender, I did not know if I could surrender my whole life to God. The encouraging thing in this situation is that daily surrender eventually leads to total surrender. If I submit to God each moment of each day, and I do that every day from now until the end of my life, then I will have lived a life of total surrender.

Yet, there's also something in me that is bothered by the fact that the door is left open for me to maybe walk away from Christ. This brought me back to where I was before I had left for spring break: my commitment issue and, thus, my lack of total surrender. The kind of surrender that says, "My life's yours, Lord; use it for Your glory," instead of the daily surrender that says, "Okay, Lord, you can have this moment, but I don't know if I'll be able to give you the next moment."

The Sunday after I got back, I went to church, and the message was based off of John 8:51-59. The pastor left all of us with the challenge, "Who do you say Jesus is? Who is He to you?" At that point, I was thinking, "Well, it's undeniable that He's Lord; He just isn't my Lord." Can someone still be a Christian that way? I thought to myself, "Well, I'm already pretty restrained in terms of my actions. I can tell people about Jesus to help them find the Truth and encourage them to submit to Jesus because I know that that brings life and freedom and every good thing. I just won't submit to Him myself."

Then, that afternoon I decided that laundry needed to be done, so when it came time to fold the laundry, I put on my bluetooth headphones and was going to listen to Focus on the Family. There was some sort of glitch where it wasn't working fast enough, so I turned to my second option: a sermon from desiringgod.org. I wanted to listen to whatever sermon was the most recent, but I couldn't find the function that does that. So I ended up with my third option: gty.org. I listened to a sermon by John MacArthur entitled "The Freedom of True Discipleship" based off of the text John 8:31-36. In it, he talked about the "benchmark" of true discipleship as well as the "benefit" of true discipleship. The benchmark of true discipleship is continuing perseverance and adherence to the teaching of Christ, as John 8:31 says, "Jesus said, 'If you hold to my teaching, you are really my disciples.'" Then MacArthur mentioned the parable of the wheat and the tares, which MacArthur interpreted as meaning that there will be people who look like they're Christians, and they'll go to church and such during their lifetime, but they actually aren't Christians. All of this led me to have doubt, but good doubt, I would say: "What if I am a tare? What if I have not actually been a Christian all of this time? I've only been a Christian for 11 years. Could it be that that's only been a short time and more perseverance is needed--lifetime perseverance? Could it be that I am the 'thorns' where the seed fell? Could it be that I am 'the man who hears the word, but the worries of this life and the deceitfulness of wealth choke it, making it unfruitful' (Matthew 13:22)? Could it be that I am the one who 'lasts only a short time' (Matthew 13:21)? What constitutes a 'short time'?"

In addition to raising doubt, the sermon that I listened to also answered my previous thoughts concerning wanting others to find Christ, but not submitting to Him myself. People who do that really aren't Christians. Also, it's only possible to pretend for so long. Additionally, perhaps one of the best witnesses for Christ is one's lifestyle and own personal obedience to Him, something that I wouldn't have. Also, any work that I would do to try to direct others to Jesus would be pointless. Unbelievers do not have the Holy Spirit, and so I would just be telling other people about Jesus in my own power and strength, rather than the power and strength of God. I don't think that my words would be blessed.

Jesus talks about "counting the cost" of being His disciple in Luke 14:25-35. He says in verses 26-27, "If anyone comes to me and does not hate his father and mother, his wife and children, his brothers and sisters--yes, even his own life--he cannot be my disciple. And anyone who does not carry his cross and follow me cannot be my disciple. Several verses later he says, "In the same way, any of you who does not give up everything he has cannot be my disciple" (v. 33). There are Christian summer camps where kids can learn about Jesus, and the goal is for them to either 1) become Christians if they are not or 2) to grow in their already existing relationship with Christ. Part of the message of the Gospel is the Lordship of Christ. Romans 10:9 says that "if you confess with your mouth, 'Jesus is Lord,' and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved." The first part, "confess with your mouth, 'Jesus is Lord,'' often gets neglected. How can a child, though, understand the cost of following Jesus? Certainly, it can be applied to his or her present circumstances. The Lordship of Christ means that you need to honor your father and mother and pick up your toys even when you don't want to. The Lordship of Christ means that you need to be kind to the friend at school who calls you mean names. Yet, children don't understand at the time that they will need to give up their future desire to marry someone about whom the Lord says, "No, I have someone better in mind for you." Children can't foresee the things that will happen down the road and the things that they will have to give up to follow Jesus. And adults really cannot either. At first, when dealing with this volitional doubt, I thought, "Okay, I now understand what it means to follow Jesus. I now understand what I will have to give up. I'm an adult now, and I've seen some of the things that I have to give up, as well as some of the things that others have had to give up that I might have to give up down the road." However, I think that this thought is slightly flawed. Even if as adults people are aware of a lot of what they'll have to give up to follow Jesus, no one can ever anticipate all that they will have to give up to follow Him.

The encouraging thing in all of this is that, if one has been practicing obedience and surrender to the Lord, even as new situations arise, one will be more likely to follow Jesus in those situations for two reasons. First of all, His faithfulness to them will have already been proven, so they can trust Him to have control of this new situation. Second of all, obedience and surrender to the Lord are already a habit.

Yet, these two things (1. MacArthur's sermon and the corresponding thought of, "Well, how long does one need to persevere?" 2. The idea of not knowing all that people will have to give up to follow Jesus.) have caused me to wonder more about salvation. My belief, up until this time, was that there's a conversion experience that one goes through. There's a moment when one says, "Yes, Lord." Yet, if there's no telling how long one must persevere, how can anyone claim to be a Christian at any point in time? How does one know that he or she is not a tare and will actually fall away from the faith later on when it comes time to give up something? And yet, there are many places in Scripture that speak about having assurance of salvation and there's also the hymn "Blessed Assurance." I did pray sometime this past summer that I wanted assurance of my salvation, and so, maybe, hopefully, all of the doubts that I've had (and still am having) are all a part of moving me towards "blessed assurance."

So, where does that leave me? I am still in doubt land. What if all of this time has only been the Spirit regenerating me to a point where I will finally say "yes" to God's Lordship? People always say that they know that they're Christians because they've been changed. Well, have I really changed? I like to think that I was already a "good" child, so it's more difficult to tell. Also, could I fabricate change, or has there been some change in me that is undeniably from God? What would those who have known me over a long period of time say about this? Have they seen a change in me?  Also, there's the song "Come, Now is the Time to Worship," which says, "One day every tongue will confess You are God. One day every knee will bow. Still the greatest treasure remains for those who gladly choose You now." These words comes from Scripture, specifically Philippians 2:10-11, which says, "That at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father." What I noticed is that the song says, "Still the greatest treasure remains for those who gladly choose You now." So, now that raises more doubt in my mind. If I were to make a decision to be obedient to Christ and to submit to Him for the rest of my days, no matter what comes up, how could I know that I'm doing it cheerfully? How could I know that I am actually choosing to follow Him, and, in essence, choosing Him, instead of having an attitude that says, "Well, I know that one day everyone is going to have to confess that He is Lord and that everyone is going to have to bow before Him, so I might as well do it now"? Because with an attitude like that, one is going to end up in hell, because that person would not enjoy heaven anyways.

So where am I now? What I've actually found is that the doubt that I had the fall semester of this year, that I thought was different than the doubt of this spring semester, was actually symptomatic of a deeper problem that was manifested in my doubt this semester: my will. The two types of doubt are actually one and the same. My lack of obedience to God's commands (and thus the questioning of my salvation based off of John 14:15 where Jesus says, "If you love me, you will obey what I command,"--my reasoning was: well, I'm not obeying Jesus' commands, so I must not actually love Him, so I must not actually be saved) the first semester was just symptomatic of my commitment problem to God and my doubt about whether I really wanted to follow Him. Even with the doubt that remains, I am still "acting" (not really as an actor in the play, who pretends to be someone whom he or she is not, but as in "living") as a Christian. I'm still reading my Bible daily and going to church and really trying to seek the Lord and submit to Him on a moment-by-moment, day-by-day basis. I trust that the Lord will see me through all of this and use it for His glory. I speak and act as if He will get me through to the other side, and I believe that He will. Also, I am glad that I am going through all of this now, rather than later. I am at JBU, where I have a strong support system of church friends, students, and teachers. Also, I have great hopes that my experience of this doubt will allow me to be of greater use to God, and I hope that it has been great preparation for whatever arena of ministry I end up in one day.

Appendix:

Songs on surrender that I've come to love and listen to and pray over myself again and again:

I Lift My Life Up by Unspoken (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RBv2cjTiBd8)

You Can Have Me by Sidewalk Prophets (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=edFCHgoFyuE)

As for Me and My House by John Waller (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jjRiNL1HKns)

(Why don't we sing any of these in chapel at JBU?)

Sunday, February 9, 2014

Reflections on Rejoicing in the Lord

This year has been the toughest of the 19 years of my life, although this semester has been a bit better than last semester. I feel more equipped to deal with the trials that have come my way and that will continue to come my way. Jesus promised in John 16:33, "In this world you will have trouble." (However, He also went on to say "But take heart! I have overcome the world.") So trials are going to continue to come my way and every other Christian's way. Earlier this week, I was reflecting on these truths and was just filled with gratefulness at the way that God has equipped me to deal with the trials coming my way. Last semester was one of confusion; this semester I am prepared to fight--fight against Satan and his demons, that is. I am in this fight and in this world for the long haul, no matter how hard it gets, no matter how many lies Satan tries to place in my head. With that said, I was also thinking that I still lack one thing: joy.

There are some days where I'm just so immersed in thought that I'm wondering if I'm really letting God's light shine through me. I greatly dislike it whenever I see Christians walking around with frowns on their faces or when they seem depressed a lot. I hope that I have not been one of those people, even during my times of trial. Yet, I still feel as though I could be more joyful during my trials.

I always used to pride myself on how I was a "happy Christian" whenever the pastor would speak about rejoicing in the Lord. The truth is, I think I've had it wrong all this time. Today, I read the post "When Life Hurts" at desiringgod.org (http://www.desiringgod.org/blog/posts/when-life-hurts), and I thought that it spoke directly to what I've been thinking about this week in regards to joy.

Philippians 4:4 says, "Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again: Rejoice!" Until this morning, I thought that I had previously done a good job of following this verse. I just thought that I wasn't doing the best job of it when all of the trials hit. However, as I reflect back on things and the way that God has made me, I don't know if I've ever rejoiced in the Lord. Those who know me, however, can certainly attest to my optimism and joy in the small things: "Guys, they have no-bake cookies!" or "The snow is so beautiful; I just want to go outside and twirl around in it." Yet, this is just the way that God has created me, and, for encountering most of life's trials so far, it has worked.

What happens though, when life gets really tough? Like when people undergo trials equivalent to those through which Paul went, as he described in 2 Corinthians 11:23-27: "I have...been in prison more frequently, been flogged more severely, and been exposed to death again and again. Five times I received from the Jews the forty lashes minus one. Three times I was beaten with rods, once I was stoned, three times I was shipwrecked, I spent a night and a day in the open sea, I have been constantly on the move. I have been in danger from rivers, in danger from bandits, in danger from my own countrymen, in danger from Gentiles; in danger in the city, in danger in the country, in danger at sea; and in danger from false brothers. I have labored and toiled and have often gone without sleep; I have known hunger and thirst and have often gone without food; I have been cold and naked." I think it is during times like these that people realize that nothing besides the joy of the Lord will get them through to the other side of the trial. And that is what I have had to learn and still am learning. My optimism and cheerful personality won't get me through. My delight in the small things won't get me through. Rejoicing in the Lord will get me through.

It is at this point where I need to acknowledge God's sovereignty. For my Seminar in Theological Studies class, I have been reading Barth, and he really seems to stress this idea. It is God who reveals things. I know all about the joy of the Lord; I've been told what it means intellectually. I've heard all kinds of sermons on it. The blog post that I posted a link to above talks about setting one's mind on the hope that is found in Jesus' resurrection. Yet, in the most important sense, I still don't know what it means. I don't know what it means for me. I have not yet experienced it, and I think it is really going to take some "lightbulb" moment when I'm reading Scripture or talking with a friend or doing something else that it finally hits, and I finally understood what "rejoicing in the Lord" is really all about.

Blessings on your own pilgrimage to the heavenly kingdom! Come, Lord Jesus!