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A Vision Defying Current Events

Spellbound. My husband Larry and I sat next to each other hardly able to breathe. This choral production on stage reached back across the decades of our lives. With tears streaming down our cheeks, we solemnly acknowledged that the choir’s singing was not a random performance. We felt as though we were standing on holy ground.

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On a blistering hot, sweltering, humid day in the Deep South, Larry moved from one day lily flower bed to another. His job assignment on the grounds crew at Mississippi State University focused on landscaping—aka pulling weeds.

As a young believer, 3 years old in The Lord, he used the mindless job to engage his thinking in Scripture meditation and prayer. And he had much to pray about! With our wedding a brief two weeks away, and the excitement escalating with the passing of each day, he certainly needed to pray.

Suddenly…without warning…

The Spirit of God invaded his thoughts and forever changed the course of his life and ours. Unannounced and unsolicited, God poured into my future husband’s mind a vision depicting the countries currently trapped behind the Iron Curtain becoming inflamed with the Gospel.

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At this time in 1973, the countries of Eastern Europe (the Warsaw Pact) and the Soviet Union were gripped in the iron fist control of a totalitarian, atheistic government where missionary activity was forbidden. The law was enforced with a vengeance, and refusal to obey resulted in grave consequences.

Into this chilling political reality, God burdened Larry with a vision contrary to current events. For an entire week these thoughts dominated his mind with Technicolor vividness. His youthful faith had never experienced such a dramatic, supernatural encounter with The God of Heaven.

Particular to Larry's vision was seeing and hearing a choir in The Soviet Union singing the Hallelujah ChorusYet how could this ever come to pass? The mind-boggling dynamics eluded us for years.

However, this vision and its direct connection to The Great Commission of Matthew 28:18-20 were destined to direct our lives. Without knowing about the 1973 vision, the international leadership of our movement asked us in 1977 to go and live covertly behind The Iron Curtain. We humbly accepted this opportunity, and walked away from all that we held dear to obediently pursue God’s crystal clear call on our lives.

Only God deserves credit for the supernatural events that unfolded. Living and working among the people enslaved by Communism, seeing those people become politically free, witnessing the rapid expansion of the Gospel are gripping experiences which defy description.

After 1989 and the historic Fall of The Wall, political freedom brought opportunity as never before to reach people for Christ. Using the JESUS film, city campaigns occurred across twenty nations, and 150 million people (previously denied the opportunity) heard the glorious Gospel. One such sweeping campaign transpired in 2007 in the Siberian city of Krasnoyarsk with its population of 1,035,528.

The opening night of the campaign, church and government officials gathered in the monstrous cultural center for an unprecedented ceremony. In a first ever gathering of its kind, the Siberian city sat poised for the premier of the JESUS film for its population.

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Introductions, ribbon cutting, speeches, gifts, and acknowledgements all filled the evening program. And then the choir stood to sing. The organist gave the introductory strains, the director raised her hands, and the eyes of each former-citizen-of-the-Soviet-Union choir member focused on her.

But for Larry and me, the eyes of our hearts could only focus on heaven. The choral selection this frigid night in Siberia was the—Hallelujah Chorus.

Spellbound, Larry and I sat next to each other hardly able to breathe. This choral production on stage reached back across the decades of our lives. With tears streaming down our cheeks, we solemnly acknowledged that the choir’s singing was not a random performance. We felt as though we were standing on holy ground.

Thank You, God, for connecting 1973 with 2007—Mississippi day lilies and Siberian singers. Thank You for pulling back the curtain to allow us to witness what prophets of old longed to see. Thank You for entrusting us with a vision and for the joy of seeing it come to pass. Thank You that Your Gospel is in fact, finally able to go to Eastern Europe and the former Soviet Union, to those who have never heard.

Living with Eternal Intentionality: “Things which eye has not seen and ear has not heard, and which have not entered the heart of man, all that God has prepared for those who love Him” (1 Corinthians 2:9 NASB).

3 Red Flag Words

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Sitting outdoors at the pumpkin farm, we chatted casually. The idyllic weather provided a perfect backdrop for friendly conversation. “Tell me about your upcoming travel schedule,” I said. Megan’s answer was a bewildered, transparent response of upcoming commitments which overloaded her already crowded calendar.

Well, at least…I offered.

Without even thinking, I just put it out there! Well, at least… As if on autopilot, the three-word hammer, came down.

Since that day, I have given thought to these three words that thwart—Well, at least—and the situations where they occur. I invite you to join me, and imagine yourself in one of these scenarios.

My teenage daughter just dented the rear door of our new SUV.

Well, at least she didn't total it.

I hate I had to leave early.

Well, at least you were able to come.

 My brother has cancer. 

Well, at least is not the bad kind.

My plane was 2 1/2 hours late.

Well, at least you got here.

 My husband has been laid off his job.

Well, at least he will now be able to attend your children’s sporting events.

My entire family is sick with the stomach virus.

Well, at least it is not the flu.

 My father just passed away.

Well, at least you had him for these many years.

My wallet was stolen.

Well, at least your bank can handle the confusion.

Last month, I lost my mother to Alzheimer’s.

Well, at least you are still here, and have not yet moved to your overseas assignment.

 Our washer just quit.

Well, at least you have an excuse to buy a new one.

Our baby was up all night with teething.

Well, at least you can take a nap this afternoon.

Lightning struck the tree in our backyard; it fell and it ruined the neighbor's fence.

Well, at least it didn't fall on their house.

Though each response is valid, the response is just not helpful. Three questions bear consideration:

1. What motivates us to respond Well, at least?

I believe we are uncomfortable with the raw negative reality that regularly occurs in life.

·      We feel awkward when we hear adverse information.

·      We assume the responsibility to instruct the individual in how to view their situation differently.

·      We are compelled to offer another viewpoint of their circumstances, situation, dilemma, pain, diagnosis, problem, or relationship. 

·      We don't know what else to say, and yet we feel the necessity to say something—anything. Our go-to response becomes Well, at least.

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2. Are we interested in correcting or connecting?

Herein lies an opportunity for you and me to grow. We must learn to resist the compulsion to correct, and use the occasion to connect. When we allow the Holy Spirit to implement a pause, we are set free to provide the ointment of relational understanding.

3. What would be better?

Imagine the individual saying, “I don't need your commentary; I need your comfort.” Then, if we listen compassionately with the eyes of our heart, more empathetic responses emerge.

I am sorry.

I am so sorry.

Do you want to talk about it? 

Tell me more.

(Silence with a hug.)

Instead of Well, at least, picture one or more of these suggestions inserted into our previous list.

My husband has been laid off his job.

Do you want to talk about it?

Last month, I lost my mother to Alzheimer’s.

I am so sorry. (Silence with a hug.)

Our baby was up all night teething.

(Silence with a hug.)

Lightning struck the tree in our backyard; when it fell, it ruined the next-door neighbor's fence.

I am sorry; tell me more.

Going forward: Since my conversation at the pumpkin farm, I have sought to be more circumspect, more alert. On more than one occasion, an internal buzzer has gone off reminding to me step back with my words and step up with my understanding. Well, at least I am beginning to get it! 

Living With Eternal Intentionality™: What about you? When do you tend to punctuate a conversation with Well, at least…? God's Word instructs us, "Let your conversation be always full of grace, seasoned with salt, so that you may know how to answer everyone" (Colossians 4:6).

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Choosing to See Beyond Your Grief

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When I first read this message, I knew immediately that I wanted to share it with you. Jenny Rothschild Ministries granted me their permission. Originally, Jenny wrote the post as a devotional for Proverbs 31 Ministries. Later, she shared the content with her own readers. 

May this perspective encourage you greatly in our season of Thanksgiving. I welocme your feedback. 

“I pray that the eyes of your heart may be enlightened in order that you may know the hope to which he has called you, the riches of his glorious inheritance in his holy people.” Ephesians 1:18 (NIV)

I remember when I heard the news. I was elated and squealed and cried! I hugged our kids, my husband, the dog and anyone else close enough to grab!

I asked my son and daughter-in-law a million questions. And then, hours later, alone in my bed, I processed the news … alone in the reality of fresh loss. The sadness closed in like the final curtain after a beautiful play. Elation was replaced by reality — a reality that brought feelings I never expected.

The reality is, I’m blind. I am about to become a grandma, and I won’t see my grandbaby’s eyes. I won’t know if he has Clayton’s nose or Caroline’s mouth. I won’t see his smile. I won’t see his tiny hands balled into fists as he toddles on chunky little legs taking his first steps. I was deflated. I wept. I asked God a million questions as I hugged my pillow.

Lord, I won’t be able to care for him or take him to the park or color with him or even play peek-a-boo.

Will he think of me as the grandma who isn’t fun? Will he feel safe with me? Will I be the grandma he’s unsure of until he’s old enough to understand?

As I tossed and turned and prayed and cried, I thought of how much I wanted to feel gratitude, not grief. Joy, like when I first heard the news … before sorrow clouded my vision.

I lost my sight at 15, but now at 53, becoming a grandma is forcing me to grieve blindness in new and unexpected ways.

Grief and gratefulness can share the same heartbeat, but they don’t always share the same viewpoint. I want to see beyond grief and fix my eyes only on gratefulness.

That’s why I need to see with my heart. And, sister, I have a strong feeling I’m not the only one. But we can’t unless God opens the eyes of our hearts, as our key verse says:

“I pray that the eyes of your heart may be enlightened in order that you may know the hope to which he has called you, the riches of his glorious inheritance in his holy people” (Ephesians 1:18).

When God opens the eyes of our hearts, we can see the hope to which we are called. We’re not called to despair or constant grief; we are called to hope.

God wants to open our spiritual eyes so we can see hope with our hearts. When we see with our hearts, we see blessing and potential tucked within loss and disappointment.

When we see with our hearts, we focus on what we have, not what we’ve lost. We view our situations, our whole lives, through the eyes of gratefulness. And grateful eyes will always see hope.

Seeing with our hearts doesn’t mean we won’t still hurt. It doesn’t mean we see everything through rose-colored filters. Grief is still real, and grief still hurts. But when we ask God to open our spiritual eyes, we see beyond the
loss.

I may not see little dimples and dancing brown eyes with my eyes, but I can feel wonder when I touch that satiny skin. I may not see that baby’s sweet face, but I can hear a thousand anthems of praise in his giggle. I can caress infant skin bearing the fingerprint of God and feel gratefulness and hope radiate through my grief. I can and will see that baby with my heart.

You may hold unexpected grief in your heart today. Maybe you carry a burden that makes you grateful or a gift that makes you cry. No matter what life looks like for you today, God can help you see it with the eyes of your heart.

I know He can, my sister, because that’s what He’s doing for me. When we see with our hearts, hope bursts on the horizon, no matter how cloudy or dark the day.

God is the one who opens eyes. He opens eyes of the blind and those who see perfectly but are blinded by disappointment, loss or grief.

So, if what you see discourages you, ask God to open the eyes of your heart and fix them on what is unseen. Because what is seen is temporary, and what is unseen is eternal. (2 Corinthians 4:18)

Dear Lord, focus my spiritual eyes so I can see Your hand, Your heart and Your purpose in all I experience. Let me see with my heart today and every day, so I can see hope. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.

TRUTH FOR TODAY:
2 Corinthians 4:16-18, “Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.” (NIV)

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REFLECT AND RESPOND:
Consider how your perspective will change if you see with your heart. How can your day improve if you’re willingly blind to what bothers you and choose to see hope instead?

Choose one difficulty, loss or hard relationship to focus on today. Ask God to open your eyes to see it through His eyes. Then act according to His view rather than your own.