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What Lessons Has Life Taught Me?

09.04.2018 by Tracy Stella //

What lessons has life taught me? Just a small question, small like the climbing of Mt Everest. Since we are always in the process of being transformed by the renewal of our mind (Romans 12:2), change is ever under way. Change means lessons learned always, if we’re listening, if we take heed.

Rather than become overwhelmed by the question, I thought I’d focus on one area of life. Still, it feels big, looming like the ocean when you set sail on a cruise and find yourself far from shore. Looking out, all you see upon the horizon is where water kisses sky, waves reaching upward. Vast. That’s how big marriage feels and the lessons God has, and is, using it to teach me.

IMAGE: Life Lessons, T Stella, teal

This month FACETS thought we’d approach the question in a timeline fashion: “Where I’ve been, where I am, and where I’m going”. Our hope and prayer is that God meets you as we share our hearts and what God is doing in our lives. We pray God uses our writing to help us and you remember where we were, but more importantly where we are going. With that in mind, back to my life lessons as it relates to marriage.

Where I’ve Been

At 28 I got married. I thought I waited long enough to know what I wanted, to know who I was. I thought I knew things, more things than I really did – especially when it came to marriage!

I thought I’d married my Prince Charming. The shoe seemed to fit perfectly. Glass slipper turned into shattered hearts, mine, and I imagine his too. But I’m getting ahead of myself.

We started off well enough. In love.  We thought that would keep us afloat. It didn’t. Sometimes, the water gets choppy and you need more than love, the way most people think of love. Marriage takes sacrificial love. It takes dying to self. It takes setting aside pride and seeking to understand. I knew none of these things.

I’d read a lot of Cinderella and virtually nothing of the Bible.

Neither my ex nor I knew the Lord, but we had each other. Us against the world. We eloped secretly to Jamaica and its sandy shores. Ocean, sky, salty air and us. We didn’t see the impending doom upon the horizon. It would take over a decade to implode.

So what happened?

How does love get lost?

How do things turn from ocean, sky and salty air to just, well, salty (before forgiveness sets in)?

For me, one of the reasons things turned so far off course had to do with fear. I feared marriages where fighting was part of the dynamic. I didn’t want volatility, so I avoided conflict like the plague. I didn’t want to argue, so often I would stuff things down. What I didn’t talk about wouldn’t become real, never mind when one little problem, upon one little problem, upon another isn’t dealt with in a healthy fashion.  Life can get sucked out of any love relationship.

If we’re not being real about what we want and need and how we feel, we’re not loved for who we are. We’re projecting what we want things to be or what we think the other person wants them to be─codependence at its finest─rather than what they really are, which ends up in shipwreck. After all, we’re made to be truly known, seen and loved. God gives us marriage as a picture (and tool) of His love for us. Man and woman, not to be separated once joined.  (Matthew 19:6)

It’s gut wrenching when they are ripped apart. I know. Perhaps you do too.

I denied any issues by not looking at them. I was too naïve sometimes. I was too afraid others. I was lost, in a big world and, like Christopher Columbus, had one version of how things should look and was wrong.

A marriage devoid of fighting isn’t necessarily good. Perhaps, a marriage devoid of fighting means people aren’t communicating enough.

Fear told me fighting was bad.  My faith now says, dealing with conflict in a healthy fashion with Jesus at the center is desirable.

I denied his problems. I denied mine. If I had it to do all over again, I’d deal with my junk. Junk leads to sin, shame and sorrow. Unhealthy people inflict pain. Those who get hurt most? The ones closest.

After a big wrestle with all that was wrong, my pride said “divorce him”. Others affirmed my choice. I had no Jesus. (He was there, I just didn’t know Him.) I obviously had no faith. I had nothing solid to stand on, and because the ship was sinking, I jumped off the side. I imagine the impact of a plane crash landing in the ocean. It hurt that much! Maybe more.

The pain didn’t set in right away. I was too busy running. I ran to Hawaii. I ran to the Caribbean. No matter where I ran to, I couldn’t outrun the pain of my broken heart. Who knew? I WAS invincible. I didn’t have the intellectual aptitude to deal with all the emotion threatening to take me away, like the tide carrying debris off the shore into the inky ocean.

There was danger lurking too. I encountered even worse relationships after my divorce. Wounded women are easy targets. I might as well have put a big bulls’ eye on my back.

And then I met a gentleman. He changed things dramatically!

Where I Am

How did I meet this gentleman? What was his name? What does our love story look like?

This Gentleman’s name is Jesus. He saved me! He saved me from harmful relationships. He saved me from harming myself to escape a sea of shame, sin, and pain. His love invaded and consumed me, and my life has never been the same.

His love reached into my heart and spoke all the words I’d longed to hear my whole life. I felt seen. I felt known. I felt understood – for the first time. Miraculously, my pride collapsed, and I knew I didn’t know everything (or pretty much anything). I didn’t need to. I knew, and know, the One who does.

He tenderly loved me back to life. I was limp, left for dead.  The enemy comes to kill, steal, and destroy (John 10:10). That almost happened. But God. The truest, most real, Prince Charming swept away His bride. His love left me breathless. It still does.

When we really let God’s love invade us, we are never the same. It’s His love that leads to life transforming change. It’s only when we deeply experience God’s love that we can convey love in a meaningful fashion to others.

If your relationships are amiss, explore whether you are fully abiding in God’s love.  In Jesus’ words:

“As the Father has loved me, so have I loved you. Now remain in my love.” ─John 15:9 NIV

If love relationships start to slip, go back to the above. Repeat until things are set right once again.

If we are unable to give and receive love to others, sit with God. Experience His love. Experience Him. Don’t move into a love relationship before you know as you know the love of God. It’s reckless. It’s consuming. It’s the sweetest, most precious gift He gives us. His love, it’s really beyond explanation. As much as I have experienced it, I desire to experience it more. Because when I do, I am a kinder, better version of me. His love helps us become the best version of ourselves.

God’s love gives us confidence. His grace and mercy tangible evidence of His love.

Let us then approach God’s throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need.─Hebrews 4:16 NIV

His love is perfect, and it casts out all fear.

There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love. ─1 John 4:18 NIV

What I’ve found about myself, and others for that matter, is when we react badly to each other, the real reason often is rooted in fear. We’re afraid of getting taken advantage of. We’re afraid of getting hurt. We’re afraid we won’t get what we want, or we won’t get our way. We’re afraid of – fill in the blank, because there is no shortage of things we can fear.

But God’s love casts out fear. God’s love gives us confidence. God’s love helps us to trust in His goodness, which leads us to trust others too.

Trusting God led me to first kneel at His altar, to humbly seek Him, and to listen to what He has to say. Certainly, I try to anyhow.  And even in those very early baby years of my Christian faith, I grew to know I could trust our sweet Jesus. Because of His love, I believed Him when He asked me to “trust Him”.

God asked me to “trust Him” to get married to my current husband Sam. As terrified as I was, God’s perfect love cast that fear aside in my heart. I was consumed with the truth that I did trust God and I would obey what felt like walking on a plank that could send me plunging into an inky abyss. I would never have taken the risk it takes to be vulnerable in marriage a second time had God not fostered in me first a loving, trusting relationship with Him.

Out of God’s perfect love that casts out ALL FEAR, I was able to love another human being again.

I met Sam at church, saved only 2 weeks before we met. Skittish and scared, I embarked upon dating my first Christian at age 40. A lot different than my other dating experiences, for sure. I remember being so afraid I was going to mess things all up. I remember not even wanting the relationship at times, not because Sam wasn’t good and kind, sweet and loving, but because of the aroma of fear that God kept fanning away.

I believe the enemy knew how strong Sam and I would be together, how through the love God gave us and poured into us and our marriage, we were going to be a hindrance to the kingdom of darkness. Guess what, marriages forged in the strength, power and love of Christ are a force to be reckoned with!

Make no mistake, the enemy LOVES to attack marriage. When things are going wonky, we always need to look for evidence of the crafty serpent slithering away. He doesn’t want love and relationships to exist. The enemy’s plans are to destroy, to rip apart what God joined together.

God’s plans are that no one separate what God has joined.

So they are no longer two, but one flesh. Therefore what God has joined together, let no one separate. ─Matthew 19:6 NIV

I pray God forges all of our marriages, current – or if you are single, future – in the strength, power and love of Christ. I pray God covers us and our marriages under His protective wing.

Communication is critical to healthy relationships. We can’t make assumptions. We need to clear the air. We need to convey how we feel.

Recently, I shared with my husband how I was feeling about a scenario. He is a kind and good man, but sometimes he doesn’t readily entertain what I’m saying. Like all of us, we can start to plead our case before hearing the other side. What’s different about this is that I don’t let that response silence me nor do I typically let it create World War III.

Sam will encourage me to “believe the best”. I try, but sometimes I question it (generally if my feelings have been hurt in some way).

I’ve learned to express myself, to appropriately “stand up” for myself with words something like this…

“No. It’s okay for me to express how I feel. I heard such and such when you said so and so.”

It’s important to ask questions and clarify what was said and the intention behind the words (or actions).

Sweeping my feelings under the rug is a lousy idea. It’s better to acknowledge them in a healthy fashion.

Admittedly, I don’t always understand them.  The best advice I have for myself and you is to seek God in those moments.  When we set pride aside and inquire of God about how we are feeling and why, He is faithful to share the root. I might not always get an instant answer, but He is faithful to reveal truth to me in a loving fashion. God’s heart is always to heal us, and He uses our marriages to do that. It’s part of the purpose of marriage.

I am blessed in my marriage, but it’s because we have Christ at the center. Beyond that, keeping communication open and being intentional about spending time with one another, investing in our marriage helps us to stay the course.

I am not naïve enough to think that a healthy marriage will be a guaranteed outcome without additional investment on both our part. What we don’t pay attention to withers. We need to be intentional with each other. We can’t take each other or our love for granted.

Where I’m Going

In my case, I feel like the above should read “Where We’re Going”.

Recently, Sam and I were asked to help launch a marriage ministry at our church. The first study we plan to do is called The Meaning of Marriage. I don’t know how God will use that study in our marriage and in the marriages of those He calls to it, but I DO trust God will show up in the midst of it all.

We don’t have all the answers to the meaning of marriage. We don’t have a perfect marriage, but we have one vulnerable enough to share with others the lessons God has taught and is teaching us along the way.

We do know the One who possesses perfect love that casts out all fear.

If you live in the area, consider attending. It starts the end of October. And if you feel you have a solid, Christ-centered marriage and have a heart to help others see Christ at work in their marriage, we’d love to connect with you.

We are praying in advance for you and your marriages, even as we ask that those reading this pray for us, our marriage, and the marriages God is calling us to serve. In Jesus’ name.

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Signature Image: Tracy Stella

Categories // Blooming in Marriage, Faith, Tracy Stella's Perspective Tags // 1 John 4:18, Bride of Christ, Codependence, Communication, Confidence, Conflict, denial, divorce, fear, Fighting, God's Faithfulness, Grace, Hebrews 4:16, John 10:10, John 15:9, Love, marriage, Matthew 19:6, Meaning of Marriage, Mercy, Romans 12:2, Trust

Truth, Lies, Amnesia, and a River in Egypt?

08.14.2018 by Jennifer Howe //

Friends, this month’s topic seems to pierce my (Jennifer) heart. Truth is a funny thing. Some of us speak it absolutely and unapologetically every time. The culture seems to believe it can be “flexible” or “situational.” Some desperately seek it, hoping to find a solid foundation for life. Many of us hope it never catches up to us after an ugly slice of life. (Been there and done that.) Truth can be terribly hard to embrace. It’s so—permanent and unchanging; and it’s often in conflict with one little word that is not a river in Egypt. So, in order to step into truth, we’ve got to step out of denial. Truth and reality are two tightly-twisted strands in the thread of a healthy life.

Truth is, what we don’t know or what we choose to ignore can hurt us. And that’s why I wanted to write a sort of open letter to your heart (and mine!).

What You Don't Know (pink), J. Howe

Dear One—

Once upon a time life was amazing. Daddy-God created our reality with a word. Light and dark were separated. Water was given boundaries. Solid ground waited to be explored. Green things grew. Critters began to breathe and live the critter life. Man. Woman. Beautiful identity. Perfect unity in a perfect world.

Then it got complicated. Brokenness.

For thousands of years your Daddy-God has been speaking into and to creation. He’s still speaking to you today. Do you believe that? Many of His children suffer from something like amnesia after a head-on collision with the brokenness in life. Because you are so dearly loved, this letter was written just for you.

Truth for Lies
Once the truth was widely known and accepted—truth told you who you are, why you are here, and where your life was going. But you (you and everybody) “exchanged the truth about God for a lie, and worshiped and served created things rather than the Creator” (Romans 1:25 NIV). Sweet heart, what preoccupies your mind, interests, passions, or activity? Truth? Lies? A created thing? A caricature of who you were meant to be? Is it your Creator, Daddy-God?

Maybe you suffer from amnesia, or maybe the diagnosis is more serious. Get gut-level honest; find out what’s in that heart of yours. Lay your bare heart out for serious examination because it matters. Step out of denial because it’s deadly. Eternally so.

[F]or those who are self-seeking and who reject the truth and follow evil, there will be wrath and anger. Romans 2:8 NIV

Your Daddy-God hates self-seeking behavior, evil, and lies—meeting all of that with a strong response, period. Now you should meet lies and “flexible truth” with the strength of real truth. Truth can be known, and it obliterates denial, lies, and darkness. There is freedom in truth. Take it!

Jesus answered, “I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me. John 14:6

To the Jews who had believed him, Jesus said, “If you hold to my teaching, you are really my disciples. Then you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free.” John 8:31-32

Fr-ee-ee-ee-dom!
You are offered amazing freedom in truth. You have also been offered everything you need to know and obey the truth. Take Jesus up on the offer!

But when he, the Spirit of truth, comes, he will guide you into all the truth. He will not speak on his own; he will speak only what he hears, and he will tell you what is yet to come. John 16:13

You can receive the Spirit of truth. Leave the river of denial and stand on solid truth ground. You’ll have power to walk away from “shameful secret things…deceit…and distorting God’s message,” and many people will be receptive to “an open display of truth” (2 Corinthians 4:2 CSB).

It’s all about Love
Would you believe strychnine is superfood designed to improve quality of life? (Ask any rat about that!) Would you allow someone else to believe it? Of course not.

You know some truth right now. You’re responsible for that. And you’re responsible to yourself and others. Don’t look at this world on fire and play your tiny violin for the people in chaos. That would be cruel. Downright evil. That’s not love.

Love is patient; love is kind. Love does not envy; is not boastful; is not conceited; does not act improperly; is not selfish; is not provoked; does not keep a record of wrongs; finds no joy in unrighteousness, but rejoices in the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never ends. 1 Corinthians 13:4-8a (emphasis added)

Sweet heart, receive truth eagerly and speak it lovingly. Receive it because your life depends on it. Speak truth because your life and others’ depends on it.

Truth may not feel warm and fuzzy, but receive it and speak it anyway.

You may quake in your cute, impractical, form-over-function shoes. Receive it and speak it anyway.

Denial demands you paddle harder on the river, but it never changes the truth. Receive it and speak it anyway.

Your Daddy-God is truth. Jesus is the truth that reunites the children of God with their Father. The Spirit of truth will fill, teach, and lead you. Receive and speak that truth.

You are loved. Truth!

~Your Daddy-God

Sweet friend, is truth in your life muddied and dead on denial’s riverbank? When do you want to step out of that denial?

Which truths have you “forgotten” in the middle of this hard life? Do you know who your Daddy-God says you are? (Maybe start with that truth.)

Which truths do you most need to embrace more than anything right now? Does it start with embracing Jesus, “the Way, the Truth, and the Life” (John 14:6)? That and repentance are the foundation for everything else.

Thanks for reading along, friend. I hope this letter speaks to you. It speaks more loudly to me than you know. Share your thoughts in the comments below or on our Facebook Page. As always, the Facets love when our readers share!

Love you, Dear One.

Signature, Jennifer Howe

Categories // Faith, Jennifer Howe's Perspective, Truth and Denial Tags // amnesia, denial, Facets of Faith, God's love, lies, reality, truth

When Our Tank Is Empty, What Do We Do?

07.24.2018 by Dawn Stewart //

This month our Facets of Faith team has the great pleasure to share with you the thoughts of one of our sisters in Christ, Dawn Stewart.  She writes and speaks from a place of authenticity so lacking today. Her vulnerability shows others how to be real, open, and vulnerable so Jesus can be the soothing balm of our souls.  Sit back, settle in, and prepare to let God use one of His precious daughters to shine light in the darkness of our hearts when we need them fueled with hope.  (Haven’t we all been there before?) *smile *

How does prayer fuel our HOPE? (Guest)I have a really bad habit when it comes to caring for my vehicle.  I don’t do a great job paying attention to my fuel gauge.  Over the years, I have put myself in some very stressful situations because of this bad habit.  Like those crazy, hurried mornings when I have gotten the kids in the car just in time to make it to school only to realize I don’t know if I have enough gas to get them there.

I end up driving with my eyes constantly returning to the gas gauge, stomach in knots, and my thoughts beating me up for not being more responsible.   The guilt that my kids might be late because of my lack of intentionality eats at me. I can’t even enjoy my time with them in the car because I am so hyper-focused on the guilt I’m feeling. It’s stressful.  It’s emotionally and mentally chaotic. And, it’s absolutely unnecessary.  I have everything I need at my disposal to ensure I don’t end up in this situation.  I have the money for gas.  I have gas stations at nearly every corner.  I know how to put gas in my car.  I don’t even mind putting gas in my car.  I just don’t pay attention to the very thing that tells me when I need to take action.

My spiritual journey can get a lot like this as well.  I absolutely have a spiritual, emotional, mental, and physical gas tank.  And when I start to run out of gas in any one of those areas, life gets really stressful, emotionally and mentally chaotic, and I end up spending a great deal of my energy focusing on the problems in my life instead of the good that is all around me.  Guilt runs rampant in my heart and consumes my time and energy.  It is just like the car ride, but on a much broader scale.  If I am not aware that my tanks are getting empty, and don’t take the necessary action to fill up, I end up feeling and behaving in ways that are unhealthy for me, for my family, and for those around me.

Each tank requires its own unique fuel and reveals its emptiness in its own way. My physical gas tank begins to get empty when I am not caring for my physical being with proper fuel – food, exercise, and healthy amounts of sleep and rest.  I become tired and weary, hyper-sensitive, and not very fun to be around.

My emotional tank becomes empty when I am not properly fueling my emotional being with times of fun mixed in with the responsibility of life.  I become too serious, easily irritated, frustrated, emotionally clingy and difficult to be around.

My mental tank becomes low when I am not fueling myself with healthy thoughts, positive self-talk, and encouragement. I catch myself having negative thoughts towards myself and others, and those thoughts quickly manifest themselves in negative attitudes and behaviors.

Of all the tanks I need to be paying attention to, my spiritual tank is by far the most important.  For 35 years of my life, I paid no attention to this area of my life.  It was dry as a bone.  I was so consumed with trying on my own strength to keep the other areas of my life fueled and so wrecked with stress because I could never seem to keep up with my own physical, emotional, and mental needs.  Eventually I just gave up and over time became extremely unhealthy in every area of life.  I felt hopeless. I became desperate for change, desperate for help – and it turns out that what I really needed was to begin filling the spiritual tank within me.  I had no idea it was even there.

My first real prayer was one of total desperation.  I couldn’t keep up with life anymore and recognized a need for God’s intervention.  And so I asked Him for help.  I could almost feel the water pour into the dry areas of my soul.  It was like rain falling in an area that has been wrecked with drought.  The more I sought the Lord’s intervention, the more I could feel my soul come to life.  I didn’t even know I was so parched with thirst!  Prayer was the fuel that brought hope into my life again!

I had such little understanding of prayer, but I knew that something in my life was changing.  Over time, I discovered that prayer is the lifeblood of my spiritual journey.  It is so much more than just words coming out of my mouth to a distant God.  True prayer is the very means of communication with an ever-present, living God!  It is a relationship building, soul drenching, heart healing interaction with the very One who created me!  I don’t need to have specific words to form the right prayer, to sound holy enough, or to make sure every need is delivered correctly to Him.  He doesn’t want my performance.  He wants my heart.

Prayer is a way that I hand my heart to the Lord.  It is a way that I come before God and spend time with Him.  It’s a way to both talk to and hear from the Father.  And it fuels my hope daily.  Prayer is the fuel for my spiritual tank.  And it is at my disposal 24-7. I don’t need to go to church to pray.  I don’t need to go anywhere.  I can talk to the Father right where I am, wherever I am.  And as I do that, He fuels my life with hope.  And from that hope – that confident expectation that God is and will always be present and working in my life – I am able to effectively fuel every other tank I have.  In fact, I would go as far as to say that my emotional, mental, and physical tanks are filled with the overflow that comes from my spiritual tank.  I make right choices for my physical self, my emotional self, and my mental self when I am in right relationship with the Father.  When my heart and mind are focused on His Kingdom first (see Matthew 6) the rest of my life comes into proper order.  It’s amazing to me.

I wish I did everything perfectly, but alas – I do not.  There are still some days that I don’t fuel my spiritual tank, and I feel the dryness start to creep back in.  I feel the irritation start to form in my mind again, and I watch my attitudes and behaviors become less than fun to be around.  I am grateful God always makes a way for me to see the gauge on my spiritual tank is getting empty and provides me with time and opportunity to fill it.

Recently, I started noticing my attitude toward my husband and our marriage slowly becoming more and more negative.  I was having a difficult time seeing him as the man God was forming and was paying attention (almost compulsively) to his character flaws. The joy in my heart was starting to wane and bitterness was creeping in.

At first, as is typical, I started thinking the problem was in our marriage and that my husband was becoming less and less interested in connecting with me and our marriage. The more I focused on thoughts like this, the more anxious and worried I began to become. At one point things were starting to feel so bleak inside I found myself wondering if my husband even liked me anymore.

One morning, I was discussing this with a friend and we decided to turn to the Lord in prayer. What ended up happening was that God started showing me I had stopped praying for my husband and our marriage.  And the reason that was impacting me so negatively was I had begun to place my hope in my husband instead of in my God.

As wonderful of a man as my husband is, he was never designed to be the source of my hope.  He is many things, but my hope is to be in the Lord! I am so grateful to have connected with God’s Word in community with a Sister in Christ. As a result of that time, I was able to confess and repent of my error in focus.  God put me back on the right train of thinking. Nothing else had changed. Now my thought life around my husband and our marriage is once again fueled with gratitude, love, appreciation, hope, and excitement for the future. My husband was never lacking in desire for me; I had started lacking in my desire for the Lord.  And He allowed me to feel the discomfort of my spiritual tank becoming empty, and provided me an opportunity to get it filled back up!

I see now how my entire life really is fueled by the One who created me in the first place.  My most important job is to connect to Him daily.  To sit with Him, give Him my heart, and spend time in His presence.  When I do that with consistency, I can rest assured that the other areas of my life will be cared for as well.

And, who knows, I might even get better at watching the fuel gauge on my car!

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Signature: Dawn Stewart

Categories // Blooming in Marriage, Guest Perspectives, How Does Prayer Fuel Hope? Tags // Dawn Stewart, Facets of Faith, hope, prayer

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  • Singing in April's Showers
  • Spring Forward with God
  • Thankfulness: How do we serve?
  • The Blessing
  • The Blessing: January 2021
  • The Do Over
  • The FACETS Team
  • The Lion the Lamb and the Mirror
  • The Story of Christmas
  • The Trinity: Intimately knowing and growing
  • Thelma! Who's Your Louise?
  • Tracy Stella's Perspective
  • Trusting God When Afraid
  • Truth and Denial
  • Turning Little into Much
  • Uncategorized
  • What are You Going Back to?
  • What Do I Have to Offer
  • What Do You Do for Fun?
  • What Do You Dream About?
  • What has God rescued you from?
  • Who Burnt My Turkey?
  • Who Do You Love?
  • Who Do You Say I Am?
  • Woman of God?

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