I’ve been blogging for a little over a year now. I’ll probably write a separate post about this post but…for me…I have to share that there’s this constant tension between “journaling” for personal growth and devotion, and blogging for devotion and inspiration. For me the tension increases a lot more with the deeper issues I wrestle with. I know others must struggle with these as well and the coach and helper in me wants to share it and let others know, “hey you are not alone,” and the blogging side of me holds back a little with, “you shouldn’t be too transparent, it sounds like whining and complaining.”
I haven’t decided with clarity what’s right to write and what’s wrong so for now, I’m just living in the tension and continuing to learn. That being written, this is a post that would border on a bit more the personal journal.
Enjoy.
I give credit to John Eldredge and Craig McConnell for the majority of this post. These thoughts came from a chapter in Walking with God and from the Walking with God Journal that I’ve been walking through over the past year.
It’s been an amazing journey personally for me to go through this book and journal in my alone time each morning. I haven’t done it every day just slowly a few a week as time has marched on. It’s been uncanny how applicable each entry has been to my life and the seasons I find myself in. Case in point…
Last night I was sharing with Anna this incredible anger that had come over me earlier in the day. There’s a lot happening right now in life that has left me reeling. And yesterday on my bike commute home frustration and anger towards all sorts of people and things was coming out of my heart. I was gripping the handlebar tighter and tighter and going faster and faster as I allowed my mind to kind of cycle deeper into this anger. It was kind of weird. I just wanted to get home and write, write out some of what I’d say to specific people and God if I could take the filter off my mouth and just spew what I wanted. Mostly, I really needed to pour out my heart to God and ask alot of questions.
So I did. I wrote. I wrote a document called “If I Could Say Anything….” It will not be something I post.
Then Anna and I went on this walk and we were talking about anger and about this book and how it seems that each chapter just matches so poinently with our life at any given moment. Anna had been doing some serious spiritual battling against a spirit of anger and really felt like it was beginning to diminish but her fear was that it would show up in me, almost a transferrence so to speak. Hmmm. And then there it was just pummeling me all afternoon. Interesting. The kind of thing that makes your spirit wake up a bit to the reality of spiritual warfare.
Then today, I was reading this passage title Assault.
“It’s so important to see that the assault isn’t so much to get you to sin, but to separate you from God and leave you in a vicious cycle of self-contempt and shame that we assume to be the normal Christian life. I have got to remember this–the issue is never the presenting sin. The issue is the surrender, however subtle, of our hearts. The open door, the agreement. What follows is the enemy’s real goal–our separation from God, and from our true selves. I think most Christians never see the battle. They think they want evil, and they embrace the contempt as conviction. Then they assume that, of course, God is going to be distant, and they live under all of that for years. “My heart is evil, I am such a wretch, of course God is distant.” They think it’s the Christan life.
But that’s not the Christian life. It is helpful to stop, and remind ourselves what the Christian life is about. And that’s where this post becomes coaching. Write down your answer to this question: “What is itthat God wants for you as his son or daughter–what is your Christian experience supposed to look like, feel like?”
I appreciate John’s message and the fact that I read all of this in a daily journal outlining his experience of walking with God over the course of a years, helps me to remember that my journey, my Christian life is a daily process. I will not arrive until the last day and then really, that’s only the beginning. The last day, is really the first day. And oh how I look forward to it.