>My naked pastor and my naked pastor’s wife are with me in Texas
(ok, kidding, I’m with them and yes, I’m the 3rd wheel).
We are Floridians in Texas cause my naked pastor is teaching at Fellowship Church(& leaving his church in good hands with our non-naked pastors.)
On my VIP-LeadHer list, Troy & Steph have held the 4th spot for a long time (following God, My Cuban, my P.’s)
But while drinking good coffee, I had some good convo w/ them & learned some good things:
>Lately, I’m hanging out with Job. This morning’s passage really jumped off the page and slapped me on the face. So I thought I’d share, and I cap’ed the words that slapped…
“Yet if you DEVOTE your heart to him and stretch out your hands to him,
if you put away the sin that is in your hand
and allow NO evil to dwell in your tent,
THEN you will LIFT UP your face WITHOUT shame;
and you WILL stand firm and WITHOUT fear…
You WILL BE secure, because there IS hope;
and you WILL look about you and take your REST in SAFETY.
You will lie down, with NO ONE to make you afraid,
and many will court your FAVOR.”
Job 11:13-16, 18-19, NIV
I received my first journal in 1984 as a Christmas present from my grandma. Thought I’d share a couple entries from it…
>Right now, our FRC campus in Lima, Peru is our urgent prayer request.
Could you please pause right here, right now, and pray for the devastation and the victims in Lima? And for our FRC leadership there?
———————prayer pause———————-, amen.
“Where two or more are gathered in my name, there I am in the midst of them.”
At the end of this day, DJ ended up smiling. Pastor Allen and Miss Sharon had given him a little jar of “Boo Boo Cream.” I told DJ this will help his eye in 2 ways: help the ouch, remove the tears. So at first, I was gonna blog that’s just like God! He gives us Boo-Boo cream too, for the same 2 reasons. But that seemed too trivial, too trite. So I drilled down a little deeper with this idea (Troy, Fuller, Heredes) & discovered a more penetrating revelation (to me, anyway):
In my quiet time, I am reading Job. What I’m learning is that God paradoxically works:
Sometimes HE allows the boo-boo; eventually, He offers some boo-boo cream.
When does He offer His boo-boo cream?
For some of us, we’ll get it on Earth. For some of us, we’ll get it in Heaven.
. I used to be obsessed with my image. I had done ALOT of stupid things to myself and to others all in the name of image (or, lack thereof). This was a serious boo-boo. At 25, God sent boo-boo cream in the form of a book, “Search for Significance“–been healed ever since. I’m significant because God made me and the only thing I need to believe, as far as image is concerned, is that I was made in HIS IMAGE!
2. There’s a couple of things that have been done to me that I will never understand why. I’ll never be able to confront it. I’ll never know justice to these matters on Earth….I’m learning I don’t need to. I think, sometimes, some of our boo-boos matter SO MUCH to God, that He’d rather wait til we get to Heaven to receive His healing.
Where He doesn’t just offer boo-boo cream, but where He can embrace us as He heals us with it.
Maybe you are right here with me.
Whether God heals with the tenderness of his fingerprint today, tomorrow, or forever,
I am tightly holding to His promise that He always will.
>In the last week, I’ve heard some really cool people say some really cool things. Some are from a leadership conference I attended. Some are not. But here it is, in their words. I hope one of them hits you right where you are.
>I was wondering what you would think if I told you I saw a counselor last week?
I was wondering if you’d think….what?!
But isn’t she, like, one of those Christian-people? a pastor’s wife? a leader at her church?
>I gotta tell you about this chic named Carly Fiorina. I’ve never met her. Until today, I had never heard of her. And when I did see her, I only saw her from a distance for only 20 minutes. Bill Hybels
was interviewing her at the Willowcreek annual Summit Conference in my Windy City.
As he did, I couldn’t take my ears off her words, nor my pencil off my journal as I wrote down every one of them.
As if my leadHership had lost some voltage, God used her to electrify it.
Immediately following her interview, I bolted to the resource table to buy her memoir, “Tough Choices.”
She is woman (duh).
She is a leader.
She is a change-agent in our world.
Just ONE of things I got from the interview was her relentless pursuit of truth. Great leaders come w/ alot of great qualities, but her defining quality was truth. You’ll have to read her book to get all the scoop. But here’s the deal. When my leadership gets racked over the coals, when my leadership is put to a flaming test, do I…will I…ALWAYS go for the truth?
Carly was blind sighted at a board meeting when she walked in and was fired and was told to cover up the truth w/ some budge reason that it was her choice to step down to pursue other things. THIS is what THEY wanted HER to tell the media and the company. But she told the truth. And I think in her life, in mine, in yours….when we do, HE sets us free. He sets us free to what? To see that on the other side of telling the truth, HE has something better.
>You remember that big-hit song in the 80s, “Lean on Me”?
“Just call on me brother when you need a hand, we all need somebody to lean on…”
It was a remake but man, was it a hit.
“Lean on me” is also a cliche. I tell others, “Hey, man, lean on me anytime,” and others tell me the same.
But sometimes it is so tough that I need to be absorbed by something stronger, steadier, more stable.
Leaning on humans is good, but not enough.
That’s when it calls for a lean IN.
Doesn’t God tell me I am his lamb? his child? and under His wing?
All those metaphors are more about leaning in, than leaning on.
I can lean ON when I am equal to another, you know, shoulder to shoulder.
But when I feel small & weak, I need to lean in to God.
Absorbed by his love and protected by the shelter of his wings.
Where I am the helpless–foldng and buckling into the arms–of the Helper.
I’ve had to lean in to God more and more. Maybe you have too.