about what it’s all about

This morning I was trying to do quiet time and trying to read Jim Cymbala’s “Fresh Wind, Fresh Fire” (which, by the way, is absolutely incredible and hard for me to put down), and God kept telling me, “It’s all about my love. It’s all about my love. It’s all about my love.” I had to stop, and write about his love.

Funny thing is, his love is expressed in such a clear and amazing way to us, yet so many people completely ignore it. I feel very, very strongly about this one aspect of a Christian walk, and it’s hard for me to suppress the indignation I get when people turn up their noses at God by refusing to acknowledge what this is all about–it’s about his love.

Here’s what I’m talking about. Begin soapbox.

If you’re not reading the Bible on a regular basis, you don’t understand anything about God’s love and you probably don’t have a real relationship with Christ. There, I said it.

Think of the person who means the most to you in this world. He or she has to leave you for an unspecified period of time. You know he’ll be back someday but you don’t know when and your heart aches to see him. He writes a long letter to you in his absence, outlining his love for you (doesn’t have to be romantic, remember) and covering in complete detail how much you mean to him.

Are you going to leave it sealed in an envelope? Are you going to read it once and throw it away or shove it in a drawer? Or are you, because no one has ever meant as much to you and proven himself not only in his love for you but also as worthy of your love, going to read it and re-read it and read it out loud and read it silently and cry over it and smile over it and think about it when you’re not reading it and memorize each and every line and marvel over the way he’s formed his letters and worded each phrase and cherish those papers so much they begin to fall apart in your hands?

If you have a solid relationship with him and have experienced his love, how could you ever just read his letter and throw it away? How could you leave it sealed on the counter? The Bible is that letter. It’s all about God’s love for you. Cover to cover, Genesis to Revelation, that’s what the Bible is. It’s all about his love. It’s all about his love. It’s all about his love.

We know the Bible is God’s Word. We know Jesus is The Word. We know Jesus is the apex of God’s complete and unfailing love for us. If you’re not reading the Bible, you’re telling Jesus, “I don’t want a relationship with you” and “I want to see other people,” because if you’re not focused on a relationship with Christ, you sure as hell are building a relationship with the Devil.

Sometimes I get fired up.

By the way, church is not a replacement for reading the word. You don’t go to listen to someone teach or interpret the Bible for you so you don’t have to be bothered with it. Church is not a Bible-on-tape. Church is like the story of Philip and the Ethiopian in Acts 8:27-39. When Philip asked the man if he understood what he was reading in the Bible, the Ethiopian said, “How can I, unless someone instructs me?” The Lord had sent Philip to this man specifically to share the gospel with him.

(I feel like I could write an entire post just about all the key elements of this short passage and the way they should be a reflection of our lives: he knew God but didn’t have a relationship with Christ; he was searching for something more to understand God’s love; God positioned someone at just the right moment to explain the gospel; after believing, the man instantly desired to be baptized; the man went on his way rejoicing and praising God. Wow.)

Thinking about our church is what started this whole focus the past couple days. In our church specifically (and so many other great churches like it), the gospel is shared every service. That’s non-negotiable. Christ died for you, and all you have to do is believe that to be allowed an eternity with him. That’s it. Believe and pray. Add any other stipulations onto that, any rules someone has to do to get to heaven, and you’re taking away from the Truth, from what it’s all about, from God’s love. Oh yeah, and you’re also sinning, lying, falsely prophesying, whatever you want to call it. God had a lot of bad things to say about people like that.

I digress.

Beyond sharing the gospel, our sermons & sermon series are tailored around the things people need to hear, the questions people are asking. The great thing about that is every one of them has a scriptural answer. You want to know what the Bible says about money? About sex? About work? About marriage? About children? Of course you do, we all do. So I’m thinking, “Surely there’s an underlying principle here in response to all these questions. I mean, yeah, there’s scripture to support this answer and that answer, but there must be one principle, one thesis, one foundational truth that explains all of this.” And God said, “There is. It’s all about my love.”

The Bible tells us how to handle our money, when we should and shouldn’t be having sex, how we should work, how to run our marriages and households, and in each and every scripture, the underlying reason is God’s love. Because he loves us, he teaches us, he instructs us. We have questions, the Bible has answers, and every single one of the answers is based on one very simple concept: God loves us.

It’s almost overwhelming, really. Over 31,000 verses in the Bible and they’re all about God’s love for us. I have to say, as much as I love people in this world, I could never sit and write 31,000 verses to them about my love and then actually be able to back them up with actions. And no one would ever be able to do that for me.

God is repeatedly telling you he loves you. He loves you. He loves you. He loves you. He loves you. He loves you. 31,000 times he wrote it. He loves you. He loves you. He loves you. He loves you.

Are you going to read it?

about sleeping with a vacuum cleaner & about others, others, others (others)

Sometimes if I ignore God, he gets more insistent until I have to acknowledge him. It’s like my best girl Ashley says about her mom–if Mom wanted her to vacuum, Ashley would wake up and find the vacuum cleaner on the bed. Subtle. I think it’s more like pet cats bringing dead birds as gifts, but it’ll work for this object lesson.

Typically, and more recently, it goes like this:
God: Remember that thing I’ve been putting on your heart all day every day for quite some time now?
Me: Uh-huh, yep, yeah, I got it. Great word, God. Thanks for that lesson.
God: Yeah, so write it down. Share it with others.
Me: Mmhmm, I will, just one second. I don’t really have time right now…
(A couple days later.)
God: (whispering) Remember that thing?
Me: What was that God wanted me to do?
(A couple days later.)
God: AHEM.
Me: Didn’t God want me to write about something? Nah, it was probably just my own idea. No big deal. I’ll get to it someday.

Then God leaves a vacuum cleaner on my bed. Sometimes I still ignore it, cuddle up with vacuum cleaner, and then wonder why I can’t sleep at night. I’m amazingly ignorant when I want to be.

My soon-to-be stepson is ten years old, and when he’s asked to take out the trash or something similar, here’s how he responds: “Okay” or “Yes,” and he does it right then. We’re talking, immediately. It wouldn’t matter if he was on the verge of discovering cancer, he would leave his microscope or beaker and do it right away. If he’s in the middle of a video game or a great TV show or a good book, he does the task veryveryquickly (it’s incredible to see a child move that fast), but he never complains.

When I was little and my parents told me to do something, I said, “In a minute” or “But I’m in the middle of–” or “Why do I have to do it?!” I commented about this to my fiancĂ© the other day, and he said the “in a minute” mindset used to be a problem, but he addressed it with his son and now it’s not an issue. How shocking to me that God is repeatedly addressing my “in a minute, God” problem and I still haven’t learned to say “Yes” and drop everything instantly when he speaks.

None of this was what I intended to write about, but I’m learning that when God leaves a vacuum cleaner on your bed, it needs to be acknowledged. So what was the vacuum this time?

It’s about others.

If you go to our church’s prayer gathering, you might recognize 1 Timothy 2:1 from this past Monday: “I urge you, first of all, to pray for all people. Ask God to help them; intercede on their behalf, and give thanks for them.” If you’re familiar with Air1, you might recognize it as today’s Verse of the Day.

What does Paul tell people to do first? Pray for all people. Yes, we can present our own requests to God and we definitely should, but first? Pray for others.

Job was a righteous man that God allowed Satan to test. Job lost everything that was important to him, and his three best friends came to “comfort” him by telling him that he brought all his loss and suffering on himself. Job argued with God, but never lost faith. Spoiler alert: in the end, Job was blessed twice as much as when he started. It’s a great story, and definitely one to pull a lot of good lessons from. But there’s one phrase in one verse that jumped out at me last time I read it. Job 42:10 says, “When Job prayed for his friends, the Lord restored his fortunes. In fact, the Lord gave him twice as much as before!” The NIV says, “After Job had prayed for his friends…”

What happened first? Job prayed for his friends. Yes, God blessed him, and yes, he wants to bless us. But Job prayed for his friends first, and then God accepted the prayer on his behalf, forgave the friends, and blessed Job.

King Solomon is hailed as the wisest king who has ever lived. Early on in his reign, God appeared to Solomon and said, “I’ll give you what you want if you just ask me.” Sol says, “Sweet. You love me tons and you’re awesome, but here I am trying to lead your chosen people and I have no idea what I’m doing. ‘Give me an understanding heart so that I can govern your people well and know the different between right and wrong.'” (I may have paraphrased the first part of that.)

So God is stoked, and he tells Solomon, “Because you have asked for wisdom in governing my people with justice and have not asked for a long life or wealth or the death of your enemies–I will give you what you asked for! …And I will also give you what you did not ask for–riches and fame!” I used to read this passage (1 Kings 3:5-13) and think, “That’s awesome. I should pray for wisdom like James tells us to do and God will give me riches and fame and super-intelligence.” Then I realized the part of the story I was missing–Solomon didn’t ask for wisdom to benefit himself. Solomon asked for wisdom for others, to treat others with understanding and justice, and to know how to care for this great blessing God had given him by entrusting him with God’s people.


Throughout all these lessons, I’ve realized four different reasons we should be praying for others first. I’m sure there are more, but most of what I’ve learned can be summed up in four very specific reasons.

1. We pray for others because we love God. To love him is to obey him. He tells us to do it. We do it. It’s just that simple.
If we’re not obeying God, we’re saying that we love ourselves more than we love him. (Yes, I realize that says something about me, having openly admitted to ignoring and disobeying him just paragraphs ago. Developing a relationship with another being is a constant lesson in how to love him more than yourself and how to put him before you in all you do. I spent 25 years serving myself first and the past three years fighting to keep my eyes fixed on God. That’s a lot of habit to break, but God is patient with me.)

2. We pray for others because we love them. Again, it’s just that simple.

3. We pray for others because it changes our hearts. Many, many times in my life I have been too hurt or angry or bitter with someone, I couldn’t even find it in me to pray for him. For a while, I actually was praying for the ability to pray for someone. I feel as if there’s something wrong there, but that’s probably a lesson I’ll have to learn another time.
Anyway, the more I pray for a person, the more I begin to love that person. The more I begin to feel compassion for that person. The more I begin to forgive that person. It’s a perspective issue; it’s hard to look at someone with your own eyes when you’re constantly lifting him up in prayer. Praying gives us God’s eyes and God’s heart.
At one point, I was so irritated and bitter about one person, I began praying all day every day (or as much as he came to mind) for him, for my attitude, and that I could see him with God’s eyes and show him Christ’s love. And wow. It was a radical shift. I began to understand where he was coming from. I began to have compassion for him like I’d never experienced for anyone before.

4. We pray for others because it teaches us. I can’t count the times I have been praying for someone else or giving spiritual guidance to someone, and the words that come out of my mouth are not only something I’ve never thought before, but are exactly what I need to hear at the exact time I need to hear it. The Holy Spirit often speaks through us if we let him. It always amuses me when he uses my mouth to speak God’s words to minister to myself. And none of that would happen if I was never praying for or spiritually advising others.

That’s about it for now. Turning off the vacuum until next time I wake up to find it in my bed.