All posts from "December 2012"December 12, 2012
God is asking us to come near to him, so what’s keeping us from taking time to recharge and allow God to speak to us?
Have you ever been to a place so amazing, you wished that someone you loved was with you? Maybe it was the beauty or the peacefulness or the fun, but you wanted so badly for them to experience what you were experiencing. You just knew how much they would love it, and how happy they’d be if they had come.
This is how I feel about my time with God. Moments spent in his presence, with his word, and with all of my attention. I have so much to learn from him, so many things he wants to show me, I can’t help but want this for everyone. It might sound strange because, granted, not every time I’m with him is a glorious event.
Sometimes I’m overwhelmed with my sin, sometimes I’m hurting, and sometimes I just feel blah about everything. But I think you can recognize that this is like any good relationship. Our deepest bonds are with people who have walked with us through life, with its messiness and highs and lows. God wants to walk with us like this.
So it’s definitely not every time I’m alone with God that I feel an amazing rush. But many times I do. Many times over the years I’ve been brought to tears as God has so obviously shown me how he is working in my life. As I read and meditate on his Word, it is amazing how quickly it can snap me back into place, and align my heart with his heart. There are times I’ll pray about the smallest things, and he will answer me. Do you know how thrilling it is to realize that the God of the universe is reaching out to you? This is what I’m yearning for every woman to experience.
And it won’t happen by chance. It won’t even happen if you go to church every Sunday. Every great relationship takes time, commitment, sacrifice, and effort.
The apostle James reminds us: “Come close to God, and God will come close to you. Wash your hands, you sinners; purify your hearts, for your loyalty is divided between God and the world” (James 4:8).
I hate to admit it, but at times my loyalty has been divided. It’s as though I can’t make a decision about who my heart belongs to. I can whine and complain about feeling distant from God, but I have only to look at my time management to figure out how it happened.
Running around on empty for so long is exhausting. And then I make that choice to be still before God, to submit myself to him. I stop the madness of my life for a while and “come near to God.” The amazing promise is that when I do this, he will come near to me. He isn’t hiding from us. When we come humbly before him, he is right there.
Picture that God has personally invited you to a great banquet. He has a seat held for you at his table, which is filled with every good thing you could imagine. He would be sitting across from you, and his table would hold everything your heart needed or desired to live for him. You could have your fill of wisdom, comfort, patience, endurance, peace, love, joy, or forgiveness.
It would make no sense for you not to show up.
It also wouldn’t make sense for you to crawl around on the floor picking up crumbs, when God has so clearly invited you to come and sit at his table. Crumbs will not leave you satisfied. And crawling around on the floor will leave you feeling unimportant and unloved.
Sit down with God. Let him love you and know you and change you and give you what you need.
I think deep inside, we all know this is what we need. Nothing is more important than cultivating that time alone with God. And I’m hoping to motivate you to run to his table right now. You won’t be disappointed.
Lisa Chan is a mother of five and co-founder (with her husband, Francis) of Cornerstone Community Church in Simi Valley, California. Lisa recently produced a devotional DVD series called True Beauty, dedicated to helping women discover and create authentic conversations with God.
When Christ came to earth as a baby, he chose to enter into every aspect of our lives. Have you consciously let him into yours?
In November I bought an Advent calendar for my kids, in keeping with family tradition. Behind each window is a small piece of chocolate and a Scripture verse that tells a little of the Christmas story.
When all the windows are closed, the calendar depicts a lovely scene: Mary and Joseph and a few tidy shepherds huddle closely around a well-fed baby, cozy under a pile of blankets, surrounded by fresh hay. Two suspiciously medieval kings kneel before him, and a well-behaved sheep looks on. The group has artistically arranged itself in front of an elegant redbrick-and-stone stable that, while rustic, looks to have been cleaned recently. The night is clear and star-lit—all is calm, and all is bright.
If the savior of the world had to be born in ancient times, this is where he should have been born, right? After all, cleanliness is next to godliness—these are his kind of shepherds.
Or are they?
On the first Sunday in Advent, my family and I gathered around a wreath equipped with four candles and lit the first after reading Isaiah 60:2–3:
“Darkness as black as night covers all the nations of the earth, but the glory of the LORD rises and appears over you. All nations will come to your light; mighty kings will come to see your radiance.”
This is a passage about the kind of hope that erupts when God does something magnificent among mortals. The kind of hope that came to earth when Jesus fulfilled thousands of years of prophecy and expectation and placed himself at the mercy of a clumsy new mother and a poor carpenter, huddling for survival in a dirty barn.
God first mentioned his coming redeemer in the same breath as the curse on fallen humanity, when sin entered the world (Genesis 3:15). He spoke of his plan in a promise to Abram (later Abraham) nearly 2,000 years before Jesus’ birth (Genesis 12:3). And Isaiah’s words in Isaiah 9:1—7 had marinated for more than 700 years before they were fulfilled. In a sense, the first Advent lasted thousands of years. That’s a long time to wait. That’s a long time to expect a rescuer—and for those expectations to take on a life of their own.
The world of that first Advent was nothing like what our celebrations usually depict. Far from merry and bright, the world was decorated with oppression, desperation, and injustice. Most of the world had no knowledge of a coming Messiah, the gift God had promised to a world that had largely forgotten him almost as soon as Noah’s ark had come to rest on dry land. He was promised to arrive among a people who did remember God, but who were in no place to produce royalty—they, like so many others, were at the mercy of a brutal empire growing in power.
Those who were waiting for a Messiah expected someone much different from the vulnerable newborn who arrived that night in a tiny and dirty corner of the world, born captive under Rome’s fist and Herod’s thumb. He was born into poverty and absolute anonymity, on a night like any other, in a place honored only for its famous ancestor, King David, who, like his kingdom, was long dead. Far from treasured, Jesus narrowly escaped death alongside many other screaming babies murdered by a powerful but insecure man (King Herod—as told in Matthew 2:16).
Many people missed the Messiah because he didn’t fit their expectations. Their hopes, dreams, and desires distracted them from the real thing (Acts 13:27).They needed freedom from their oppressors. They were not prepared to receive someone who brought much, much more.
As my children open those chocolate-filled windows this Advent, I want to open my heart each day, to let God fill it with his presence and purpose. After all, he is not in the lights strung along the edge of my roof, the feasts and treats I will enjoy, the gifts I will give and receive. These are merely metaphors for God’s presence among us—an incredible gift given once and for all. Our preparations are, in a way, distractions from the gift we have with us every day. I might hope for a peaceful time with loved ones and memories to cherish, but most of all, I want to stay ready, to recognize the one who has given me so much more.
What are your expectations this Advent? Are you preparing for Christmas or preparing your heart for the work his Spirit will do in you this season? Are you waiting for Christmas to arrive, or are you expecting to see Christ? When the cookies burn and the candles drip, when your family gets on your nerves and the gifts don’t satisfy, will you be disappointed? Will your focus be on making memories or on remembering to watch for the presence of Christ in this world?
Will you miss Jesus this year because the season doesn’t meet your expectations?