Darkness

OK, so it's time I get this out . . . I have been mulling it over, chewing on it, processing through and all that junk for far too long . . . I need to "talk it through" to really process it, I think.

So, I'm in this place, this darkness, that I cannot even describe. Nothing, NOTHING that was a comfort to me before does ANYTHING for me now . . . and I feel lost. Disjointed. Confused. Reading the Word is like chewing on leather, and prayer just seems to just dissipate like mist. Where does that leave me?? Whenever I have had trouble in the past, I simply clung to God and He got me through. So, what happens when He is nowhere to be found - or so it seems? I feel like I'm just stumbling around in the darkness, like I'm drowning in the abyss of life. And I have been fighting it - fighting it like CRAZY!!! When I look back in my journal, I discover that this darkness has been coming down on me for WELL over a year now . . . but I have fought and fought and fought.

Well, a few months ago, I tried a different tactic - I just gave up. I didn't have the energy to fight anymore, and it seemed like God was removing anything and everything that was any comfort to me at all. One-by-one, piece-by-piece, God was pealing back the layers, to leave me not only lost and alone, but also naked and raw. So I shook my fist at God and said (I couldn't even yell anymore - the passion was completely GONE), "Fine. You know where I am God. You know how You made me, how I tick, and You know how to talk to me . . . so, if you ever want, I'm here." And I walked away. I was done. Empty.

Yet . . . I was faced with a problem . . . I have tasted of the world and all it has to offer, and it holds no appeal to me. I still desire the things of God - to do things God's way. The fruits of the world are empty, shallow, bitter. I want nothing of them. Yet the fruits of God seemed to have been ripped away from me . . . and I am just stuck. Starving and alone. I continued going through the motions, because I didn't know what else to do. The world was of no comfort, and the Church and every discipline I've ever learned came up empty . . . .

Well, I've been reading "The Dark Night of the Soul," by Saint John of the Cross . . . WHEW! What a read!! I have discovered that, well, first of all, can I just say that church people, including me, LOVE to throw this term around a lot, but now that I know what it is I don't think I'll do that any more - the dark night is no trifling thing, it is not just a rough patch, a tough time - it is SO MUCH DEEPER, so much more complex than that . . . I can't even say that is where I am right now - that is how thick and rich and deep this concept is. But there are some things in the book that have hit me and hit me HARD. He talks about God stripping us of all things, and how we feel lost, etc . . . but here is the thing, John's response to all of this was completely and TOTALLY opposite of mine. (Figures!) In this darkness, John pursued God even more relentlessly, more passionately, loving Him more than He has even been loved. He wrote love poems to God, and refused to be ignored. He pursued and wooed God!!

Then, I go to a conference and hear a message about Mother Teresa's life. Now, I have read and studied her life, and knew most of the details, but hadn't thought upon them in a while . . . so, imagine my . . . hmmm, shall I say "shock"? when I was reminded that she suffered for the majority of her life (at least in the end) a feeling of separation from God. Her response?? Yep!! She pursued Him, and loved Him more than He had ever been loved . . . "OK, God, it's starting to sink in."

Then I start seeing it everywhere . . . the embrace of darkness. For example: a caterpillar must EMBRACE the darkness in order to become a butterfly. And so . . . I have chosen to embrace this darkness, to be THANKFUL for it. To worship God even when I can't feel or understand His response. I have chosen to woo Him, to pursue and desire Him, just as I desire to be wooed, pursued, desired and loved. Writing Him love letters and poems. Singing to Him love songs, and dancing for Him. To think about Him when I go to sleep, to wonder what He is doing or how He feels. To obsess over Him, just as I would a lover. Just as I desire to be obsessed over.

This is my choice. I do not know if I will emerge from this a butterfly. I don't even know if I'll emerge from this at all, but that doesn't change my choice to get to know every little detail about Him, and to pursue Him until I breathe my very last breath.

Creating

In the midst of this darkness that seems to be consuming my soul, as I wait for the SonRise, I find myself longing for the arts . . . for music, dance, theater, for that which is creative, beautiful . . . I long to be in it more than anything else - to let the music consume me, to be wrapped in it and laid to rest. I think it might be keeping me alive, keeping me sane.

I admit that I used to think of the performing arts (in which I have spent a lot of time and energy), and really ALL art, as something less than necessary. The arts are not a NEED, or so I have always thought. But as I have struggled these last few months, finding my only solace in music and dance and art, I have discovered quite the contrary, and have been really thinking a lot about this.

I wonder, what does it mean to be creative?? Obviously, the word "create" is the base of the word, so it means to create . . . to breathe life into something. But I think it is so much MORE than that. I think the focus needs to be taken away from the artist and the art on placed onto the recipient. I believe that when we are creative, we breathe life into and through the piece, so that those who are watching, listening, engaging are receiving life and hope and faith through it. I believe that is what art has to offer us. Life. Hope. Faith. Love. A glimpse of the beauty of God. It IS a need. Food and drink for the soul, the mind, the heart.

Look at all the civilizations around the world - each one has it's song, dance, art. There is not a single people group that I have ever heard of that does not have some sort of artistic expression they embrace.

Art is a gift from God. I believe that God intended for art to be an instrument of His beauty, a declaration of His love and divine embrace.

Waiting

Waiting is so hard to do . . . I really am a product of my generation - I want it, and I want it NOW! Yet, as you can see, I've been going through a bit of a spiritual dry-spell lately, and can't seem to "shake" it. I have tried EVERYTHING that has worked in the past, and yet I still feel so disconnected from God and His life-giving passion.

Yet, the other day, as I meditated on my situation, I felt like God finally spoke to me - the first time in MONTHS. And He just said "wait, Andrea." Wait. UGH!! Torture - seriously!! So, I went to my Bible and just looked up every verse that has the word "wait" in it's various forms, to have SOMETHING to do while I wait. :)

I found the typical stuff - "Be strong and take heart and wait for the LORD." But what I found lifted my spirit, and gave me a glimmer of hope that this will come to an end. . . Psalm 27:13-14, reminds me that I will yet see God's goodness here on earth, if I just wait for Him. Psalm 40:1 reminds me that when I wait patiently, God will turn to me and hear my cry. Psalm 130:5-6 reminds me that I need to just wait for Him with my whole being, and put my hope in His Word. I need to wait and watch for Him more than a watchman waits for the first sign of dawn.

I think the greatest lesson came to me in Isaiah 30:15-18, where God reminds me that I will find my salvation in repentance and rest, I will find my strength in quietness and trusting God. But if I refuse, if I try to get out of this my way. If I try to find a way to speed things up and bring things about before God beings them about, I will simply find myself in a worse position, just as the Israelites did. Like being in the middle of endless quicksand, the more I struggle, the more I try to find my way out, the deeper I sink. But if I just relax, and wait for God to save me and pull me out, then I will find true salvation and a joy beyond all imagining! Indeed, "blessed are those who wait for Him!"

So, I wait. I don't know how long. And every moment feels like a lifetime. Every second more painful than the last. It seems almost impossible to rest and be quiet, to repent and trust God. But I must force myself to do just that, for only then will I truly be rescued. Only then will the outcome be more than I can dream of. Only then will I get to experience all that God has for.

So, maybe God doesn't help those who help themselves (that, by the way, is no where in the Bible). Perhaps, because He is a God that likes to shake things up, and turns things around, God likes to help those who can't help themselves, so they just wait for Him knowing that He will!!

Krispy Kreme

Sorry I have been gone for so long . . . After I got back from Nepal, my laptop decided it wanted to quit on me, and then my whoel family has been sick off-and-on, for about 3 weeks now. Also, I've been working on my Nepal blog (when I feel OK, and have the time and energy), so you can check it out at www.AndreaInNepal.blogspot.com. Hopefully I'll get it finished up before too long, so you can get the whole story . . . it's long, I just want to warn you, but if you want to know what we did, that's probably the best way to get all the juicy details.

Well, I got to visit a long-lost love of mine this morning - sweet, sweet Krispy Kreme. Ah, those donuts just do not compare!! They simply melt in your mouth and go directly to your thighs - it's a beautiful thing!

I don't know why I shared that with you . . . perhaps it is because I am feeling distant from God these days. I can't tell you why. I see Him all around me - His beauty, His love - yet I just cannot seem to connect to Him. It feels as though I am in a bubble, completely secluded from Him and His sweet, sweet touch. I am desperate for His presence, His touch, His scent . . . all that He is, all that He offers. Desperate. But for all that I do, all that I pray, all that I read, I just can't seem to reach Him. I just can't seem to find Him.

When I talked to my friend about this today, she said "Must be something big on the horizon." I pray this is true. I am desperate for this to be true. It has become my hope to get me through this season, to think that the day will come when I will sink my teeth in God and His Word, taste His sweetness, and have His truth stick to my thighs!

Ah, my long-lost Lover, come to me, that I may know you!!

A Lot On My Mind

I'm getting ready to go to Nepal in about 8 hours . . . as you can imagine, I have a lot on my mind. I'm not even sure I'll get much sleep tonight, but that's OK, I'll have PLENTY of time to sleep on the flights! :)

I am so excited to go into this country and learn from the people, and see what God has planned for each of us. I look forward to His mighty work in and through me, and I am so aware that I am desperate for Him - I'm lost without Him!! And I find myself thinking a lot about what we'll be doing - helping the weak, the poor - orphans, women coming out of prostitution, sisters in Christ . . . I cannot wait to just serve my heart out and be humbled beyond explanation.

I also find myself thinking a lot about God, and what little I know and understand of Him. It is this feeling that I cannot comprehend Him - the more I discover, the more I realize I just don't understand. He is a mystery - a beautiful mystery!! And I know there is a lot of concern in the Christian world regarding "mysticism" in Christianity . . . yet, I have to wonder - can we truly be Christians, followers of Jesus Christ, God made flesh, fully God, fully man, without embracing the mysterious??

I mean, the trinity - one God, three persons - can you explain that? Jesus Christ living in me - isn't that mysterious?? Yet, it is true!! To embrace God is to embrace mystery. To embrace the fact that we can never FULLY know Him - at least here on this earth - we can never fully understand Him - we can never fully comprehend Him. And what a beautiful thing!! If we could understand Him, then wouldn't He be just like us?? Not God, but human . . . I want my God to be so far beyond my understanding that there are times when I just have to stand back in awe, and think "Wow!! God, I don't understand it, but it's beautiful, and it's all You!!!"

I have to say (and this is going to ruffle some feathers . . . . ) I'm a little tired of everyone in the Church expending so much energy pointing fingers at each other . . . can't you just hear the enemy LOVING this?? I'm tired of Christians saying that we have unconditional love . . . but is it really??? I mean, I have a nose piercing, and I like to dye my hair funky colors - would I be welcome in your church?? Would I be welcome to come and worship in my jeans and t-shirt?? What about wearing a hat?? See, we say we give out unconditional love, but I feel like it's more conditional - conditional upon people acting the way we think they should. Following those unspoken rules, and codes that have become expectations . . . . I don't think that you and I can fathom the fact that God LOVES the homosexual - even if they never change, He loves them desperately! He loves the molester, the murderer - He loves them all . . . now, I'm not saying that everyone goes to heaven - that's not biblical - but anyone CAN go, if they chose to walk away from their old life and follow Jesus . . . . but then, you and I expect IMMEDIATE change, don't we?? Yet, some of us have been Christians for YEARS, and even we have some pretty major issues!! I would argue that the person who struggles with their thoughts is just as bad as those living "sinful" lives . . . and how is it that we have decided what needs changing and what doesn't?? I mean, we just love to judge the homosexual, but what about that person who was divorced and remarried??? Their living in sin too, right?? Yet, we love to tell them, "Are you sorry?? Well, then, I'm sure God forgives you!" Now, God probably does forgive them - I can't speak to what God does and does not do - again, He is a mystery to me - but who are we to judge the one, unforgiving and definitely unloving, yet "unconditionally" love the other . . . . .

Can you tell that my mind is just reeling?? :) Lots going on in this brain, right now . . . hoping to find some rest, some encouragement in Nepal . . . maybe God can clarify some of this stuff for me. Or maybe you can!! Let me know what you think, but please be aware, I won't be able to reply back for about 2 weeks!!

All my love - no matter who you are, or what you've done! Andrea

Politics - UGH!!

I have to admit that the upcoming election is a source of great . . . ummm . . . apathy for me. Not because I don't care, necessarily, but because I just really don't know what to look at, who to vote for . . . I just don't like anyone in this whole mess!!

To be honest, I used to be a right-wing, loud-mouthed republican. Obnoxiously so!! Not that being a republican is bad, I was just ignorantly so. But God has been broadening my view, and I am so blessed for it! Yet, I can't claim to be a Democrat, either . . . I really don't think I can claim to be anything right now, except a follower of Jesus, which (I feel) puts me in a very difficult spot.

See, here's my struggle. Jesus really wasn't political. Now, before I get a whole bunch of nasty, irate emails, let me explain how I feel. You see, Jesus did not seek power. Not at all! Not even in the slightest! In fact, He sought to be a servant. He sought the opposite of power. He was influential, because He invested in people, in individuals, and that's something entirely different. Some of the most influential people are NOT politicians. I think Jesus proved that influence and change comes from the bottom, not the top, as politicians like to think it does.

Here's my other "gripe" with politics, right now. It is my belief that the government is supposed to reflect the people. Am I correct in this?? Which is why our system works, if we all vote. But that just goes to prove that we cannot legislate morality. It can't be done!! Oh we try - especially as Christians, but you cannot tell someone what to believe, or how to feel on any given subject. We cannot make people live "moral lives." So, in fact, change - true change, from a Christian perspective - cannot come from the top. We cannot vote it in. A simple "change in power" is not the answer!! Change, in this country and across the globe, must come from the change of individual people. Which means you and I need to get off our keesters, and get out there and SHOW people what a Christian does - love, love, love. People are drawn to love. They are! Try it and watch what happens. And through that love they will be drawn to Jesus, the ONLY One who can truly change a person.

If we want change in America and beyond, people, it's got to seep up from the bottom, from people like you and me reaching out to those around us . . . then those politicians will never know what hit them!!

Thanks for listening to my ramblings today . . . really had to get that off my chest!! :)

Community

You know, the answer to my loneliness is community . . . of course. God created us to be in contact with other people - people with whom we can talk and share and wonder and make stupid remarks and mistakes and be ourselves - honest, open, good, bad, and ugly - all that we are, not all that we think we should be. To share our thoughts, even if they are really stupid or way off the mark. Live together.

I ofter hear talk in the Church about the "Acts 2 Church," being the model for how we do Church now. It makes sense - it is the Biblical model set-forth by the Church founders as to how to be in community. How to live with one-another, encourage each other, etc.


Yet, I have to admit, the more I look at the model, and those Christians and the way they lived and loved, the more I am convinced that we are WAY off!! I look at other religions other cultures and they seem to get it . . . yet we think that by getting together once on the weekends for an hour and a half (and that's pushing - REALLY! "Why does our pastor think he has to talk so long?!? Doesn't he know we have THINGS TO DO?!?!" my goodness . . .) and then (and this is if we're REALLY serious!) another 2 hours once a week with our small group, and all of a sudden - TADA! - we're in community!!! Never mind we have to drive 30 minutes one-way, just to meet with these people . . . and we never really see them at any other time.

Is that really what the Acts 2 Church looked like?? I don't think so! They lived together, as in "with-in walking distant" - they met and ate together, they shared money (GASP!! Oh, here we go again - us Christians talking about money!), they shared time, thoughts, love, everything. This idea is so foreign to us, I believe, because we are such an individualistic society . . . and it's sad, really . . . individualistic and self-centered.

And yeah, I know, our culture looks different - we have cars, email, phones, etc . . . but have those things really aided our connectivity, or hindered it? It just gives us more excuses to not connect with our neighbors. Just because out culture looks different, I'm not so sure that gives us an excuse to re-define community.

I am getting ready to go to Nepal the end of March, and I am so excited to see how they live in comparison to us! One of the 10 poorest countries in the world, yet they are happy and generous and contented . . . WOW!! But, from what I have been learning, they understand community! The women do their laundry together, they cook together, and raise their kids together. It is rare that they would eat a meal with just their family, alone. People leave their doors open and share their time willingly. I can't wait to experience it! Yet, I have to admit, I almost dread it, because I'll have to come back home to the way we do things here . . . . I'm pretty sure this discontent will just get worse upon my return!

I'm not suggesting that I know the answer, how to change all this. I'm just suggesting that we begin to take a look at the "Biblical living" we think we're doing, and really hold it up to the standard of the Bible . . . I mean, let me ask you, isn't there a part of you that really longs to have this kind of friendship and community? Someone to whom you can run over and talk with, if you have an extra hour, instead of having to schedule the time a week out? I think everyone has this desire, and that is what drives us to the Internet, to email, to Facebook and Myspace - connectivity. Yet these things can only go so far . . .

This desire is in me . . . I long for it, and I believe it is a longing placed there by God. I would love to just live in the same neighborhood as a bunch of my friends and fellow Christ-followers, to meet weekly to just worship God in song, to share our thoughts on the Word we have been reading. To just be in community. To share meals. I want it to go beyond the church walls, beyond Bible study and small group. I don't know . . . I'm not even sure I can quite describe or explain what I long for . . . I suppose this means I will have to trust God to lead me and show me what to do with all this. :)