You Are Who You Are

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So here we go!

Did you ever notice that the people around Jesus always questioned His identity as the Son of God, but they never questioned His gift? They never questioned His gift because His gift benefited them. But they could not receive the fullness of who He was.

It wasn’t until He died that they realized, He was who He said He was, all along, the Son of God.

I said all that to say, right now people may recognize your gifts and talents. They might even benefit from it but still unable to receive that you are a true man or woman of God. But the more you die for people, the more your true character will be revealed in the earth.

Then they’ll know that there was more to you than just your gift. You truly walked with God and loved His people, even to death.

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Who’s Killing You?

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Have you ever heard the expression, “Who’s Loving You?” Well, I had an experience this morning. It was an experience that as long as I have been in church, I still have not quite experienced completely. The experience was LOVE.
I watched all these addicts, struggling addicts, and overcoming addicts, love and celebrate my friend Je’ today. Je’ was celebrating his 1 year anniversary, being DRUG FREE.
We laughed. We cried. We listened. We loved. We loved him not just for his accomplishment but we loved him for him. I love him for him.
I don’t care that he’s a homosexual or a recovering addict. I still love him. Always has and always will.

“They will know you are mine by the LOVE you show one to another.” Jesus was speaking to His followers, those that carried the TRUTH. I looked at my husband and said, “But we as Christians, KILL EACH OTHER.” We wait to identify the weak and move in for the KILL. They identified their weak and covered him. They identified their weak and supported him. He couldn’t have gone drug free for 365 days without their LOVE.

So are we really Christ like? What I Saw today, was more like Christ and I wasn’t in church. In the midst of their struggles, their language, their stories…..I saw the most important thing, LOVE.

I never want anyone to look at me and not see LOVE. Love identifies me.
What are you identified by?

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My Perfect Family

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I am a big Twilight Zone fan. I recently had a chance to watch a marathon. This episode, “The Perfect Family,” made me want to run hug my way less than perfect family a little tighter.
The family moved into a new home but the mom wanted a perfect family. The husband reminded the wife that a new house didn’t mean a perfect family but she was determined to have the perfect family. Eventually things started changing around the house. The people in the family portrait soon changed from the actual family to the family she imagined. Then the actual family changed to more perfect people. The mother started losing her mind while her new “perfect” family tried to figure out what was wrong with her. The story ended with the mom changing to a completely different “perfect” new mom in her new perfect house. Creepy huh?

I got to thinking about how many times I’ve tried to change my kids, my poor husband and even myself to reflect a more perfect family. But what if they all changed to someone completely different? I’d be miserable.
We are not a perfect family but we are being perfected in love, when we allow each other just to be themselves, perfection included.

Well alright, back to my Twilight Zone marathon.

I am a big Twilight Zone fan. I recently had a chance to watch a marathon. This episode, “The Perfect Family,” made me want to hug  my family a little tighter. The family moved into a new house but with a mom who wanted a perfect family. The husband reminded the wife that new house didn’t mean a perfect family but she was determined to be the perfect family. Eventually things started changing in the house. The family portrait soon changed from the actual family to the family she imagined,  then the actually family changed to more perfect people. The mother started losing her mind while her new “perfect” family tried to figure out what was wrong with her. The story ended with the mom changing to a completely different “perfect” new mom in her new perfect house. Creepy huh?

I got to thinking about how many times I’ve tried to change my kids, my poor husband and even myself to reflect a more perfect family. But what if they all changed to someone completely different but perfect? I’d be miserable.
We are not a perfect family but we are being perfected in love when we allow each other just to be themselves, perfection included.

Well alright, back to my Twilight Zone marathon.

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