Monthly Archives: July 2015

Disciple Makers


I’m in the middle of reading two books, Multiply (Frances Chan) and Radical (David Platt).  These two books focus on how Jesus called Christians to make disciples among the people.

As I study through these books, I’m somewhat convicted that there are more things I could, and should, be doing.  But mostly, if I’m being honest, I feel pretty good about the work I’m doing.

I spend time helping others.  I set a good example.  I’m vocal about my beliefs.  My faith is strong. My prayer life is strong.  I’m studying a good deal. Really, I’m in a good place

As I began to think about ways I could disciple others, it started to hit me.  These are things that people do for me.  People are discipling me?  Do I need to be discipled?

Yes, in fact, I do.

It’s extremely humbling to realize that you still need to be discipled.  But the truth is that all of us still need someone to show us how to become even more like Christ.  We will never reach the point when we are so Christlike that we no longer need to learn more about Him and His ways.

My problem with this is my pride. I don’t want to be discipled. I don’t like the idea of people doing things for me out of a sense of obligation.  I don’t like the idea that someone would look at me and see a sin or a flaw that needs work.  I don’t like the idea of being someone’s project.

Those are the things that I tell myself, but they are lies.   The real truth is that  I need those who are wiser in their faith than I am to guide me.   I need people to help me from time to time. I need someone to point out my sin when I can’t see it for myself.

It’s tough to admit that we are flawed, and that we need each other.  It’s tough to know that friends sometimes do things because they know it’s the right thing to do but not necessarily because they want to. It’s tough to let others take care of us.  It’s tough being discipled.

So now, as I read these books my focus won’t only be on how I can apply them toward making disciples of others, but also how I can be more open to allowing others to make a stronger disciple out of me.

After all, it isn’t about me anyway.   It’s all about God and bringing him glory!

Knowing God


The last year has been an arduous climb toward the top of some proverbial mountain.  The valleys have been deep and dark, but they are becoming fewer and farther between.  I’ve not reached the top of the peak, and honestly, I no longer want to.  What I understand now is that it’s never been about reaching the top, it’s been about the climb.

Did I just quote Miley Cyrus?😳

It’s the journey that teaches.  It’s the journey that heals.  But only if you allow it.

If I hadn’t let go and allowed God to break me, He never would have had the chance to put me back together.

Many years ago, I gave my life to Jesus.  I’ve followed Him.  I’ve prayed to Him.  I’ve thanked Him, praised Him, worshipped Him, and I’ve even relied on Him some.

But not like this.

This has been different.  This has been life changing.  This has been beautiful.  This has been more powerful than anything I’ve known.  This has been God invading my mind, body, and spirit.

He is everything to me.  I don’t get up in the morning without Him.  I don’t go to bed at night without Him.  And I certainly don’t go through the awake part of my day without Him!  He sustains me.

He brings peace.

This morning, as I sit by the pool and soak in the beauty of His creation, I’m filled with peace.

Josh leaves tomorrow for seven month of off-station training.  He won’t be deployed or in another part of the world, but he will, nonetheless, be absent in our everyday lives.  That leaves me with a huge burden to bear.  He has big shoes to fill around here.  But I’m at peace.

He will sustain me.

He will give me what I need for each day.  For today, He has given me peace in knowing that, though my husband will not be here, I will not be alone.  He will provide what I need.

I’ve learned so much on this climb already, but I know God isn’t finished with me yet.  In many ways, I’m not the same person I was a year ago.  God has smoothed some rough edges.  He still has work to do in me, though.

I’m ready.  I’m ready to let Him mold me.  I’m ready to be exactly who He wants me to be.  I’m ready to continue the climb.