Monday, March 31, 2008

Spoken Word, Topic 4: Testimony

I told my friend yesterday that I'm going on a mission
She said, "What, I didn't even know you were a Christian!
If you tell me how you came to be one, I just might listen
Cuz I can tell that something about you has changed."
So I shared the story of a life God's rearranged:


"The last time I saw you was in a cloud of herbal smoke
Back then I thought the gospel was a mere joke.
I used to party with you until I'd feel nice and light
Cuz the stress of school overwhelmed me every night.
I heard good grades were the only way
So I'd study like crazy every minute of the day.

This summer I realized the life I was living was a fraud
I found truth in China while studying abroad
My heart broke each time we'd walk amongst the poor
I hoped they had faith in something more.
My friend Pete saw my curiosity as an open door
So he shared the message of salvation
But my interest was plagued by hesitation.

As soon as we arrived back home
I bought a Bible, thought it was just a regular tome
But Pete's girlfriend Esther took me to a church called Nightlife anyway.
I was amazed at what the pastor had to say,
That we can have a real relationship with Jesus,
The Son of Man who forgives our sins and frees us.

September is a month I'll always remember - 
My friend Nikki invited me to InterVarsity Christian Fellowship.
At first I thought making it to church was enough of a trip
But Pete said he knew the advisor, for my salvation they had prayed
So I ended up going, although I was a bit afraid.

I was drawn to the joy of the students
And after being there for only a few moments - 
Before I even found a seat - 
They invited me to their weekend retreat.
The next day I found myself on the North Shore
With new friends who kept faith real to the core.
I wanted to share in their overflowing love,
Wished I could believe in God above.

I thank Him now for His incredible pace
Because this is a memory I'll always embrace:
See, the next weekend was Nightlife's retreat,
When the Holy Spirit I actually had the chance to meet.

But before this spiritual encounter took place,
We confessed our sin and received His grace.
The retreat ended with a session of prayer
The pastor came and laid a hand upon my hair.
I told God I wanted to believe, asked Him to fill me so I would know
I felt warm, as if I was bathing in a heavenly glow.
The next thing I knew, I was on the floor,
Thanking God for reaching me through China's poor.

I knew from that moment that God exists,
That his love for you and me persists.
My heart was burning with desire
To always be near His holy fire.

I heard Him say He's given responsibilities to all men,
And to learn mine I'd have to pick up the pen.
I felt called to go on a mission,
Back to China is what I had envisioned.

Over the next few weeks I looked for ways to serve God overseas
But I was discouraged by the incredibly costly fees.
And my parents, who were shocked to learn I'd given my life to Jesus
asked me, "Are you planning a mission trip just to grieve us?"

I got to thinking that maybe I had misheard God,
But then the advisor of InterVarsity said she wanted to take us abroad
She felt led by God's hand 
To take us to Bangladesh and Thailand.
She announced a partnership with Nightlife's pastor - 
Seriously, what more could I ask for?

But when I told my parents the good news,
My dad said, " I can't let you go, I must refuse - 
You don't know what you're getting into,
You don't understand what you're putting us through."

Almost every conversation would end in a fight,
My only defense was to pray with all my might.
I asked God to change my dad's decision
If I was really meant to be part of the mission.

Eventually my dad gave in - 
He said, "I know I can't win.
I understand that I have to let you go,
Why you'd want to go to these countries, I'll never know.
But we're here to support you,
We're just afraid of losing you."

"Don't worry about losing me,"
I told him.  "The Lord will help you to see
That as long as we're with Him, we'll be together for eternity." "


My friend looked at me with widened eyes,
Said the decision to submit to Christ was wise.
She's a believer, too,
I just never knew!
She wants to work on her spiritual fitness,
So please pray that God will help her be a great witness!


Sunday, March 30, 2008

How is YOUR Witness?

Check out this link I just got from a friend...

http://youtube.com/watch?v=fDmp967UMds

This Faith-filled woman sure has got the country's attention...God ROCKS!


The Kman

Wild Ride: Life is a Roller Coaster!

WILD RIDE: I know that life is truly a roller coaster. LIFE is the most “HUGANGEOUS, GINORMOUS, GABAZILLION METERS CUBED BIG” roller coaster around! The wonderful complexity and design is incomprehensible and immeasurable. As the heavens are higher than the earth so are the Great Designer/Architect's thoughts and plans higher than ours. We will never be able to grasp how wide and long, and high and deep is the love put into this ride by the Chosen One. It is so great we will never fully understand it. And the Designer's mighty work in the roller coaster is infinitely more than we would ever dare to ask or hope. God stuff is good stuff, and He's is a good mood today!

Each of us rides in our own car and we can't see the whole ride... In fact, we can only sometimes see the next bend in the track. Is that a curve or a drop coming up? This ride is so interesting because of it's complexity and design. We sometimes find ourselves in our car, alone. Other times a number of cars come together and we share in the experience, even enjoying the added momentum of the added weight of the other riders to propel us on to the next climb or turn. There are even other times when the other riders can cause a bit of a bottleneck and slow us, yet on we ride... we can't understand everything that happens, nor do I really believe anymore that we are supposed to. That is where evidence and fact ends and faith begins. Our God is in heaven; He does whatever pleases Him.

The Designer has examined our ride and knows everything. He knows when we sit down or try to stand up; every thought when far away. He has charted the path ahead of us and sets up every stop and rest point. At every moment along the track He knows where we are. He precedes and follows us, with His right hand of blessing on us. Such knowledge is too wonderful for us, too great for us to know. We will never escape His spirit, nor get away from His presence.

If we climb towards the heavens, He is there; if we roll down into the dark tunnels, He is there. Across the morning and out past the farthest oceans His hand will guide us and His strength will support us.

How precious are His thoughts about us and our ride! They are innumerable! We can't even count them; they outnumber the grains of sand.

How fun! So as we sit in our seats, down comes the one thing designed to keep us safe; the safety harness system. God is the safety harness across our shoulders and chest. There is a small manufacturer's plate posted right on it, “Be still and know that I am God... I will never leave you nor forsake you” – Trinity Design.

The design of the system is incredible and even interactive. There is Word, Prayer, Communion, Community, Service, Sacrifice, Faith, Truth, Peace, Salvation, and more all interwoven into this glorious safety system...all beyond our own comprehension and imagination. How cool is that!

Then there are all us riders. We can be so silly-foolish sometimes. There are times, when we don't want the harness to be on at all--risking much to do it our “own way”. There are times where we will death-grip the harness to be sure it is really there and questioning if it can really effectively hold us. We can hold the harness just for the comfort we sense from it; and as I am learning to do, thank God that He is holding me and that I'm in the right car and then lift my hands in praise and enjoyment for the ride He, Himself, created for me... WHEEEEEEEEEEEE!

So my car is climbing up to a plateau and I can't exactly see if it is a drop, a curve, a loop, or corkscrew coming up. This I do know: Our Harness ROCKS!

The LORD is my safety harness and I have everything I need. He lets me rest along flat portions and along side peaceful streams. He renews my breath and my strength. He guides me along the right tracks, bringing honor to His name. Even though I ride down into a dark valley of unknown and it sure is scary, I will not be afraid of He is surrounding me and holding me safe. His bar and harness protect and comfort me. He even feeds me in the midst of the tough stuff. He always welcomes me and I can feel the blessing of His righteous right hand upon me.

He even is so generous that the cup of His blessings are so “HUGANGEOUS, GINORMOUS, GABAZILLION METERS CUBED BIG” that they joyfully spillover and I find His goodness and unfailing love pursuing me all the days of my ride and at the end of the roller coaster, I will live in the house of the LORD forever.

I personally invite you to lift your arms high and we will together see what is next, up around the bend of the unknown.... come on, you know you want to.... Shout it out, “WHEEEEEEEEEEE!”


POSTSCRIPT:
I've interlaced a few Scriptures in this blog, as I find His Word is useful to teach us what is true...
Please bless us with YOUR Scriptures: What Scriptures do you work into your life that you find helpful as you ride?

Saturday, March 29, 2008

Hearing from God: His Fun-loving Response.

I've been having really wonderful and fun prayer time with God for a while now. Let me get more to the point, in the last couple of weeks, while accepting the "be still," and "wait" words I've been getting, I've also been honest and sincere with God. I've shared how I would like to start a new chapter in my life. I'd like to birth some notable change in my life. Have you ever desired for something like this?

Well, I have been talking with my friend, Rodney, about this for a few days, and how I do like the little nuances of change and blessings that have been coming my way, and there has been noticeable changes in who I am, and what God has me doing and experiencing, and I also simply want something "big." Do you remember the adage, "be careful about what you ask for"? LOL!

God has been listening to me.

Honestly, I can't say for sure that what I am about to share is because of my desires, or is it more of a matter of God putting this desire into my heart because He knows what is about to happen...either way... I LOVE HIS STYLE!

Yesterday (Friday), I got a USPS notice that there was a certified letter waiting for me at the Post Office. Not knowing what it was, before going into work today at AMR, I stopped by and picked it up. It was a letter from my apartment management company informing that they will not be renewing my lease and I have until May 15th, to move, as the owners are moving back to Hawaii and reclaiming the apartment....so now I have less than 45 days to find a new place and move.

Now, not too many of you know my history. Currently, this apartment is my 80th move since I was born. Yes, 80th and I am now 44 years old. See, I count any and all moves where I had to pack up my socks and underwear drawer as a move. I figure if someone is taking all their most "personal" belongings, that is truly a move. So, this new move is not a terrible tragedy for me as I am well versed in moving. Something like this doesn't stress me too much.

The FUNNY things are these:

1) This apartment, is the ONE place I have lived longer than any other home in my life, making now just over 6 years.

2) I declared that I would not move on to my 81st move until I was getting married. Oops, guess God has other plans for that one....LOL. (Please LORD, 82 then).

3) I live alone in a two bedroom apartment in Kaimuki and pay rent equivalent to most one bedroom apartments; and utilities and the pool are included.

4) 6 months ago I installed two custom over-sized AC units (living room and master bedroom), and wanted to improve some other elements of the place but oddly felt I should hold off...now I see why. The AC's I got at a huge discount and LOVE having the place nice and cool. I will bless my landlords with them.

5) My expected bonus, from ALTRES, normally due in early March has been delayed until April... now I know what the extra money will be used for... moving expenses, making things nice for the owners (they have been good to me), and the things I'll want/need in whatever place I find next.

So, I'm laughing cuz' my wild ride is starting back up. I've been having great chats all day with God while working and driving. Talking about, where, and what is next...cool stuff.

I still want to live in/near town and my desire is... I'm not sure I want to say it, just in case God is reading this blog too. LOL! Actually, I hope to find a similar place, and continue living alone... I hope my next roommate will be my wife (after the wedding, of course). But WE shall see what our fun-loving God has planned.

I'm sharing this with all of you, so you can watch along with me, seeing just how God provides, tends, moves, and blesses, and watching a new testimony unflod before all of us.... I LOVE God's style!

The Pillar of Smoke by day and the Pillar of Fire by night ROCKS!


Keiger

Thursday, March 27, 2008

The Armor of God

I met with my friend Ashley tonight.  She's my childhood friend who's now going to school at Seattle University.  She grew up in the church - in fact, before I came to Christ, she was my only friend in Hilo who was an evangelical Christian.

She heard that I had become a Christian, but we hadn't had a chance to talk about our faith. When we saw each other, we hugged and jumped and screamed because we were so happy to be sisters in Christ!

We were standing in the parking lot of Starbucks (it closed on us) and realized that we were right next to the building where the funeral service was held last month for our friend Jesse (our classmate who took his own life).  We got to talking about suicide and all the other problems that especially plague the people of our generation, as demonstrated in the "Everything" skit by Lifehouse.   The youth seem to be particularly dangerous in satan's eyes.  

I confessed to her, as I will to you, that I sometimes become really afraid of satan's power...  it seems like he's just waiting for a chance to attack us and others like us.  I know satan has already been defeated, but I still fear the bad things he will try to do to others.

To build up my faith, Ashley told me to read Ephesians 6: 10-20,

"Put on the full armor of God so that you can take your stand against the devil's schemes.  For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.  Therefore put on the full armor of God"

"In addition to all this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one.  Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God."

She reminded me of how protective our God is.  He doesn't send us into spiritual warfare unarmed -- heck, with His ammo, satan's got nothing on us!

We then talked about how we both struggle with our faith whenever we come home to Hilo. Why do we feel so dry?  Is it laziness on our part or spiritual oppression?   

I believe it's a combination of both, and I think it has a lot to do with lack of community.  For both of us, coming back to Hilo means leaving our churches, mentors and friends, and being surrounded by other friends and relatives who don't know Jesus.  This dawned on me when we started praying together for a revival - for the Holy Spirit to fall on our town and cover the people with the armor of God.

Only God knows when Hilo will experience a revival, but I know that He granted me a personal revival tonight.  I can't think of anything else that would re-ignite my passion for Jesus more than praying with my girl Ashley, who I've known for almost my whole life, and who only now will I begin to REALLY know as a sister in Christ.

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

everything & garden leeches

It's a skit on temptation performed by a youth group to Lifehouse's "Everything."  Powerful stuff!  (Hint hint to all you talented actors!)

The Burning Rye

I hitched my way through the back country,
dozed in the bed of a farmer's truck
and dreamed I was asleep by your side,
supine on a warm deck dusted with sea salt,
the sailing pride of your prominence.

Your curious lips wandered
through the hinterlands of my mind.
I stirred and laughed
as you whispered that there's nothing
you'd rather wake up and see
than the flaming star in my white eye
burning brighter than the morning sun
emblazoned onto the flag of my motherland.

I move the planets of your passion,
you tell me as you draw your orbit near.

I bolt upright at the jerk of a turn -
the gravel road smokes in anger - 
I call out to you.

But you're buried in the expensive bed sheets
of your comfortable life,
reading about a catcher
lost in the rye.


Eden's Leeches

She cries for her sin - 
a pair of black tears
slides down her pale cheek,
one after another,
twin slugs crawling - 
those predators of innocent leaves
with top soil and small stones
stuck in the warm thick jelly
beneath their bodies,
slick and moist
as her painted gothic lips.
Translucent trails record
the struggle of the garden leeches 
as they move toward the shaded edge
of the vast flower pot that sits
on the windowsill above 
the bed where the broken skins
of dreams and dandruff
litter her cotton pillowcase.
She sits upright, asks God
for a flood to wash away
the sticky residue.
But the earth remains dry -
He has already forgiven her.


Sunday, March 23, 2008

Less is More

Hmm.. I'm not too sure who reads this blog.. so I apologize in advance-- I'm going share a little about how God's been speaking to me personally.  I wouldn't share the gory (haha!) details of my life if I wasn't so blown away by the lesson I've learned-- that God is HUMANGOUS, GINORMOUS, GABAZILLION METERS CUBED BIG, and he needs lots of room!!

I've been asking God to help me in my personal relationships.  For a while now, I've been wanting to spend time alone with Jesus--- only Jesus.  I started to resent the time I'd have to spend with others, regardless of how much I love them.  I couldn't help thinking that they were taking away from my time with Jesus!

I realized how selfish this sounds, so I forced a smile, tried to cleanse my body of discontent, and prayed for God to expand my heart and re-grow my desire to invest in particular relationships.  All this culminated yesterday, when God ended up severing two relationships that were especially precious to me - one with a best friend, another with a boyfriend.   Perhaps "sever" is too dramatic a word, but it feels like He inserted oceans between them and me.  

Now, I feel strangely ALONE.
I know, be careful of what you wish for, right?
But the funny thing is that I'm okay with it.

"BRANCHES WERE BROKEN OFF SO THAT I COULD BE GRAFTED IN."  Perhaps I'm manipulating scripture, but I feel like my bonds with these two people were "broken off" so that God himself could be grafted into my life.

God is love, and love is boundless, so I pray they know how much I care about them.  

I know that I get easily caught up in other people and other endeavors, so I think this experience is God's way of reminding me of how much room in my life He needs.  So if you're dealing with loss, I hope this entry is yet another reminder that God is our first love.
I pray that when the time is right, He will bridge our broken bonds in an unbelievably powerful way!


**This poem was inspired by the view from Spitting Caves, where I found peace in the wee hours of Saturday, before saying goodbye to 2 people who mean the world to me.


On the fringe of the island,
I breathe in the white mist,
my damp skin catches the salt.

The sea caves sneeze,
Bless you, I whisper to the tide,
but it's already running toward the horizon.

Only the sticky foam remains,
a lace skirt clinging to the water's thinning waist,
it churns violently
like cobwebs in a strong night wind,
piecing together the mysterious tangents
of a deep, black world.

The air is warm,
a restless breeze pushes aside a blanket of clouds,
revealing a moon round and full.

Its naked light casts midnight shadows.
I see mine, it dives unafraid
off the moist, jagged edge,
where an ancient lava flow 
has come to an abrupt end.

It's your turn to let go,
the tide says as it returns.

Thursday, March 20, 2008

Spoken Word, Topic 3: Slavery

MAID FOR MORE
This is a shout out to my girl Flor Contemplacion,

the Filipino maid who was framed for murder in Singapore.
Her death created a legacy of protests, but still her government sent more,
declaring that women like her are the heroes of the population
cuz their wages pay the debt for the entire nation.


Everyday from Manila Airport, thousands of women like her leave,
their broken bodies return as cargo, their broken villages grieve.
From Dubai to Shanghai, they're hired by middle-class families;
they're called stupid cuz they don't speak any Arabic or Chinese.
But they understand abuse in every language; they learn fast
that being a migrant ain't much different from being an outcast.


Another is getting ready to go, she don't know how long
she'll have to support her family from all the way in Hong Kong.
She's got to give her baby to an aunt, leave love behind
cuz work at home is impossible to find.


She's got a degree in civil engineering,
but with no job the bills remain unpaid.
Her suffering ain't what the IMF's interested in hearing
so she'll work abroad as a housemaid.


She signs a contract, says she will commit
to strict body regulations -
cropped hair and a cotton maid's outfit -
the marks of domestic subjugation.


All day she raises somebody else's child, misses her own,
imagines how much her baby must have grown,
All day she scrubs long rows of floor tile,
does her best to be obedient and docile,
And once she's finally done with every demanded chore,
her mistress rolls her eyes and gives her more.
After a 15-hour work day,
she rushes to the bank to wire home her pay.


She thanks God because even though life is rough,
she has faith that what she earns will be enough
for her family to escape poverty,
for her country to regain economic sovereignty.


She knows what it's like to sacrifice,
in this life she's already paid her price,
for her child she left her nation -
like Jesus, she suffered without hesitation.



"Indeed, we are degraded, humiliated and discriminated against .. Be proud then to be Filipino. Let's prove that we are not here to disgrace our country but to work and earn money ... let's life our hands to God, for God is mightier than anything. Through Him, we can find assurance, guidance and care." - a domestic servant (Padua 1991)

"What is wrong with being a domestic helper anyway, or shall I use the word servant or muchacha? From Christ's point of view these are the people who will become great because they humble themselves to serve others." - "Mommie Jingco," a missionary who writes a column for a magazine circulated among domestic servants in Hong Kong

Spoken Word, Topic 2: Abuse

LOVE LANGUAGE

I am the daughter
of a mother against drunk driving - 
MADD, she's mad crazy
because she calls me her angel,
even though I sit here in a wheel chair,
wingless and bound to the bruised face
of this earth;

my white dress smeared with tire marks,
my halo cracked,
like the pipe he smoked 
before he crossed the center line
and plowed into my side.

If I was fluent in the language of love,
I would keep talking about my mother,
but instead I wrote a poem about him - 
that devil in the blue Dodge
who wrecked my life.

He was high on anger,
drunk from every toxic memory
of an alcoholic father
who used his fists
to paint bloody portraits of hate
onto the canvas of a wife
who gritted her teeth while he shaped her body
into another domestic masterpiece.

She couldn't stand the stare of her son
who saw only hate,
so she hid her swollen face
like she did years ago behind a veil of wedding lace,
when she exchanged freedom for a diamond,
leftovers from breakfast at Tiffany's,
the first meal she cooked for a husband
who tricked her into believing 
his curses were slang for love.

Still, she never took that ring off,
she was proud of the love it was supposed to showcase.
But her son stopped looking for signs
of love in the house,
instead he locked himself in his room,
spent all day before a mirror,
pointing his father's gun
at his own reflection.
He wanted to blow his brains off
because he couldn't stop thinking
about the warped love of his family.

He was like his father,
art was his escape,
he painted with red cans,
sprayed his pain onto the walls of his room,
huffed the poisonous fumes
until he found peace in the mural of his life.

The door to his blood-stained room
was the gateway to a cold, hallucinatory world,
where meth was just one method
for confusing ideas like love and hate.

I hate love, he said
to everyone who tried to touch his heart,
the organ he swore was his most private part.
Every ounce of life that flowed through his punctured veins
froze with each hit of ice he took,

and he hit that ice,
froze every highway to hell,
where drivers high and drunk
on every substance but love
wreck lives like mine.

They say love is blind,
so I ask you to use the language of love
in everyday conversation
so that love does not also become deaf and mute,
does not become confined to a wheel chair,
crippled within you.

Let love drown the sounds of abuse:
substance abuse,
domestic abuse,
verbal abuse,
sexual abuse,
child abuse,
every kind of abuse that kills
people like me and you.

Spoken Word, Topic 1: Suicide

This is a poem I wrote last month after I found out that my friend Jesse committed suicide.  We grew up together - he was my classmate and my neighbor.  My friends and I had a hard time coming to terms with his death - it's still hard for us to believe it..  he was the class clown!  He was such a fun person to be with.  He was always smiling!  But he dealt privately with bipolar disease.  Of course, I wish I had been a better friend.  But I learned a lot about God's grace, and I believe he's found peace and happiness in heaven.

The intro for this poem was inspired by this one time when I caught him sneaking around in my rock garden.  I was scared because I thought there was a burglar, but it was Jesse-- picking a flower for his sister from my dad's puakenekene tree.  I think we must have been freshmen in high school at the time.

THE SUN STILL RISES FOR YOU

Jesse, you used to walk
through the midday steam exhaled
by the street that still speaks
praises for the morning rain,
just to pick a flower from my father's garden.

You still carry that puakenekene in your hand
as you walk through the midday steam exhaled
by the street that still speaks
prayers for our mourning tears,
searching for a way back to my Father's garden,
your Father's garden.

Your garden,
my garden.
Your life,
my life.
Your life is my life.
You live in me.

I, who used to roam this earth
with closed eyes,
as if I was not part of it,
as if it was not part of me.

I almost believed I could be free
from everything I couldn't see - 
free to escape from it,
free to escape from me.

Once, I even rode that elevator,
just to get high from being up there,
on a rooftop forty stories
above the concrete canopy.

When I was up there,
standing on a platform 
halfway between life and death,
removed from everyone but me,
I got too close to the edge - 
and I tripped on my own gravity.

I pummeled down in rapid acceleration,
blazed through the night sky,
and cast invisible shadows over the eyes of stargazers.

As I fell I heard them wishing upon me
for love and happiness.
But they were light years too late,
I had already slammed hard
into the sidewalk of their society.

When I died I learned what it meant to live:

I saw the miracle in the minerals
taken from every heavenly body
that combined in a cosmic explosion
to form starry-eyed people like me.

I realized that I loved
that tough umbilical cord
that tethered my unaborted soul
to the burning core
within the womb of my mother,
the lifeline that pumped her blood
into the nucleus
of every syllable I uttered.

I was the child of that summer day
when mother blushed in the naked light
of a husband who licked 
with his flaming tongue
the seven climate zones of life.

I thank God that each morning
I was reborn
as the child of earth and sun.

I thank God that I was the child of love.

Passionate love
that made the earth turn,
made the sun burn.

I declare,
I am the child of love.
I am love.
I love.

No longer will I have to roam the roads
on the map etched in blood on my right forearm.
No longer will I have to get high
only to fall
like a star already dead.

By His grace,
the sun still rises for me,
still rises for you.

Jesse, the sun still rises for you.
It wipes away the teardrops
that glisten on your mother's cheeks like dew
while she picks flowers for you
as you rest in your Father's garden,
my Father's garden,
our Father's garden,
where love lives forever.

Monday, March 17, 2008

Listening Service: A Place to Share

Hi Guys, I personally was rocked by the structure, design, loving work and details of this past "listening service." While this was set-up as the finishing touch on the "God Who Speaks" sermon series, I have a strong sense that this was only the beginning of God speaks to many people who came, and through these same people to others.

We will need to grab some rocks to build a monument in the midst of the Jordan River where we crossed on March 16, 2008. I believe this is a watershed moment in this community of God's people.

You are welcome to share your feelings and experiences here....

The Shepherd and Guardian of our Souls ROCKS!

Hearing from God: in Pidgin

God like fo' talk pidgin.
He stay real smart - 
He know what I trying fo' say
when clarity falls through da pukas in my sentences
cuz my English stay all buss up 
like Jesus when they hung him on top da cross.

Every time I gotta talk
I come scared 
cuz I no like sound like I neva go school,
so I try fo' wrap up my words
like one banana lumpia or one lau lau,
except I make like Adam 
and hide 'em behind one fig leaf
so I can pretend fo' be
all sophisticated.

But God,
all da time he tell me,
Hui Sistah!  Why you gotta act?
No need dress up your speech
in one business suit.

He wen' tell me
dat when he gave da world da truth,
he gave 'em naked - 
neva need be fancy,
neva need be shame.

So God, I going pray like dis to you,
cuz dis is how I like fo' talk
every time I go back Big Island,
and I like you fo' talk to my maddah guys
and everybody else who stay ova' there.

They gotta know
you hear their prayers,
even if get some people who no can
understand what they trying fo' say.

They gotta know
they no need pretend fo' be
somebody they not,
dat more better they be real
cuz you already love 'em choke
and you like fo' talk
pidgin with them.


* Sorry, I never learned in school how to spell in pidgin. haha.  

Sunday, March 16, 2008

Saturday, March 15, 2008

First Love?

Yet I hold this against you: You have forsaken your first love.

Sin will be rampant everywhere, and the love of many will grow cold.

I remember how eager you were to please me as a young bride long ago, how you loved me and followed me even through the barren wilderness.

You humble yourselves by going through the motions of penance, bowing your heads like reeds bending in the wind. You dress in burlap and cover yourselves with ashes.... Do you really think this will please the LORD?

When people’s lives please the LORD, even their enemies are at peace with them.

Then the way you live will always honor and please the Lord, and your lives will produce every kind of good fruit. All the while, you will grow as you learn to know God better and better.

And you must love the LORD your God with all your heart, all your soul, and all your strength.

You must love the LORD your God and obey all his requirements, decrees, regulations, and commands.

For this will please the LORD more than sacrificing cattle, more than presenting a bull with its horns and hooves.

But be very careful to obey all the commands and the instructions that Moses gave to you. Love the LORD your God, walk in all his ways, obey his commands, hold firmly to him, and serve him with all your heart and all your soul.

If anyone says, “I love God,” yet hates his brother, he is a liar. For anyone who does not love his brother, whom he has seen, cannot love God, whom he has not seen. And he has given us this command: Whoever loves God must also love his brother.

So be very careful to love the LORD your God.

Love the LORD, all you godly ones! For the LORD protects those who are loyal to him, but he harshly punishes the arrogant. So be strong and courageous, all you who put your hope in the LORD!

Do not be grieved, for the joy of the LORD is your strength.

And we know that God causes everything to work together for the good of those who love God and are called according to his purpose for them.

If anyone does not love the Lord, that person is cursed. Our Lord, come!

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So I pulled a number of Scripture regarding loving God...

What was it/is it like to experience your "first love"? Do you have memories or thoughts of when that special person was always on your heart and mind?

You look forward to sharing your day...

You look forward to spending time...

You ponder what they are thinking of you...

You imagine what they like/enjoy while you are away...

You look for and know the things that will please them and cause a smile to burst forth....

Hmm.... How is your FIRST LOVE?

Monday, March 10, 2008

Flight of the Monarch



You slip through the silk folds
of a fresh spring blossom
to rest on a bulb of pollen.
With broad wings tucked behind
your stout, freckled body,
you dip your little boots
into the sparkling powder.

You shake the dust from your heels-
it falls like golden snow
onto the moist slopes of fragrant petals.
You leave and become a flower in flight,
the sky is transformed into a garden
as you dance in the wind.
Sunlight streams through a porous canopy
and illuminates the geometric landscapes
that decorate your wings -
each orange sliver traced in black
turns into a gentle yellow.

You are a cathedral wonder -
in the morning hours your wings are like stained glass,
yet they are softer than the eyelashes of a newborn,
softer than the flame of a birthday candle.
But a breeze will not put you out -
you become alive,
resurrected by the breath of God!

Hearing from God: There are Opportunities, Then There are Opportunities

Have you ever considered that NOT every opportunity brought before you is actually from God? This can even be more frustrating and confusing if you have people around you saying it is of God, yet it just doesn't sit right with you. Hmm, ever have something like this happen to you.?


Consider this:


Dave, works for the large corporation, IAM, with two large divisions within the corporate structure. Dave had worked directly for the IZ division under Sully for years. And while working under Sully, poor Dave was hassled and literally persecuted by Sully and his core leaders. It was really like the guy was trying to kill Dave with harsh words, sharp as spears, and he seemed jealous of him at every turn. He was literally chased from one job assignment to another. Sully had amassed a core group of employees faithful to him and against anything and everything that Dave did for the division and the company.


Then twice in Dave's career, Sully made a mistake, leaving himself vulnerable and at the mercy of Dave. It was intense, because even Dave's closest friends were telling Dave that these opportunities were from God and Dave's chance to finally get even with Sully and be free from his persecution. It was these “opportunities” that his friends were saying was Dave's moments to be vindicated and raised up to more leadership and rank.


In Dave's heart, he knew that this was not how God wanted him to act, and he accepted that the Lord had placed Sully in the position as his boss, and he would not touch Sully when he was down. Dave really sought to hear from God and he totally trusted that God would sort things out correctly in His time....WOW!


It is interesting to see that Dave showed true grace towards his mean boss, and how Dave looked at the “opportunities” before him, not as from God, but as not matching with the heart of God. Dave had been a man of prayer and obedience to the Lord, so when these moments came to life, he knew they really were death and decay...not of God.


I hope and pray we each can get to be so tight with God that we can stand on His truth when others are pointing at a convenient truth. May the Lord guide our every step and may we walk in obedience to the Word of God, and His perfect plans, purposes, and will for each of us, AND through each of us!


May we seek to hear You Lord, every moment of every day so that we can immediately recognize when opportunities are NOT from You, and when they are.



The God of Abraham, Issac, and Jacob ROCKS!


Keiger

Grace: the winning strategy

I'm feeling really inspired by last night's service on grace, as well as by our sistah Liu Liu, who has been blessed by God with an awesome new job! 

GOD IS GOOD!

I was thinking about what Jordan said about how rare it is to find grace in this world. I don't think I've ever come across anyone (except for people who have experienced God's grace) who responded to my screw-ups with encouragement-- never have I received a rebuke that sounded like a calling to a higher purpose.  After all, why would anyone trust me with a greater duty if I couldn't prove that I was capable of completing the task they had given me before? I'm definitely not that graceful to people who disappoint me or make me mad!!  It just doesn't seem rational. But that just makes God's grace even more spectacular.

I was reflecting on all this while in class... but when I started paying attention, I found my professor discussing  the Prisoner's Dilemma, which in game theory is a game played by two players who can either "cooperate" or "betray" the other player.  The only concern each player has is maximizing his or her own payoff.  The interesting thing is that while most players are inclined to betray each other, the players who do well are those who cooperate.  (I don't know if I'm explaining this clearly, so sorry-- I know it's a random topic!)

According to my prof, there was a national contest based on the Prisoner's Dilemma.  The analysts assigned human characteristics to the strategies the players used, and the traits the top players had were "niceness" and "forgiveness."  In fact, those who were more forgiving - or more graceful - did the best.

So I was thinking....
Perhaps grace is God's strategy to win this world! (I can hear you saying "DUH!") So if we're graceful to others like He is to us, imagine all that we can win for Him!
:)

GRACIOUS GOD ROCKS!

Sunday, March 09, 2008

Prayer Letter

Hi faith brothers and sisters,

I'll be going on a short-term mission trip this summer, and I am seeking prayer and financial support, so Keiger encouraged me to hustle all of you!  Just kidding, but thanks for letting me post my prayer letter on here, K-man!

I handed out this letter at tonight's service, but I didn't get a chance to give it to everyone I had wanted to.  So if after praying you feel led to support me in any way, I'd be very grateful.

Here it is:


Dear Faith Ohana,

This past fall, I met Jesus for the first time at Nightlife's Holy Spirit Retreat, where I accepted Him as my savior.  While I cannot imagine experiencing anything more powerful than being transformed by God's love, becoming a Christian has not been an easy adjustment - and I could not have done it without your support and guidance.  Words cannot express how grateful I am for your continued aloha!

As I begin the journey of a lifetime with Jesus, I would like to share with you a challenging ministry opportunity God has presented to me through InterVarsity (IV) Christian Fellowship, an inter-church ministry at UH.  From May 23 to June 13, Nightlife's pastor Jordan Seng will lead us on a short-term mission trip to Southeast Asia.

The first leg of our mission will be to Chittagong, Bangladesh, where we will be ministering to children at Home of Love, the special orphanage where Nightlife's Will and Rachel Mather will soon be serving as full-time missionaries.  Bangladesh, a land vulnerable to natural disasters and disease, is one of the most densely populated and impoverished countries in the world.

We will then travel to Chiang Mai, Thailand, where we will work in partnership with established ministries involved in rescuing desperately oppressed youth enslaved in the sex trade.  Chiang Mai is a hub for human trafficking, a booming industry tied to Thailand's tourism economy, that involves the commercial sexual exploitation of many women and children.

As we prepare to pray onsite for those enslaved in poverty and prostitution, several of my IV teammates and I have been studying about global evangelism through a course called Perspectives on the World Christian Movement.  While learning about God's unbounded heart for the nations, I have become even more eager to share with the oppressed the unconditional love God has shown me through followers like you.

I hope you will consider joining me and my IV brothers and sisters in praying that the people we work with in these oppressed countries will receive the miracles of healing, deliverance, salvation and hope.

I'd also like to ask you to prayerfully consider helping me to meet the expense of this mission trip, which will cost $2,3oo.  If God leads you to support me, please note that your monetary contribution will be tax-deductible.  You can make check to InterVarsity Christian Fellowship and send it to:

Kacie Miura
1655 Liholiho St. #202
Honolulu, HI 96822

If it's possible, please respond by April 6.  Please let me know if you need more time. 

Thank you for being open to what God is doing in my life.

If you have any questions, please drop me a comment or email me at miurakk@gmail.com

Blessings,

Kacie Miura



Please pray that:
* The Holy Spirit will douse the oppressed and liberate them from both institutional and spiritual bondage
* Our work at Home of Love orphanage will bolster the spirits of the children and help them grow in their walk with Jesus
* God will make his presence known among the minority tribal groups in Chittagong, many of whom are animists and demon-worshippers
* God will give hope to the women and youth who have been forced into Chiang Mai's booming sex trade
* The needs of each member of our mission team will be met 
* Also, pleas pray that this mission trip will open the hearts of my family and friends to Jesus

Mahalo!

Hearing from God: What's Up with the Lord?

Dave, this really great Christian guy, wanted to start and build up a new and impressive ministry for God. The dude had been serving in ministry for several years and literally everyone saw that the Lord's hands were upon his life and upon his every venture. Here was a man, who had walked with the Lord and grew more and more in his knowledge and love of God as well as had grown into the strong and effective minister he was now. Amazing story really, coming from a backwater small ranch as a young kid to being in charge of several ministries throughout the country and even contending for the Lord in other countries. There was no doubt that Dave's heart was sincerely after the Lord's own heart and he was very passionate about his faith and about stirring others faith up for God too.


Dave had skills too; he jammed on the guitar during worship and as a songwriter and poet, he was no slouch either. Dave was the real deal, a man's man in several ways. He even had great success in mixed martial arts (MMA), beating guys who were like huge giants compared to most men, and even in his personal struggles and his hardships he really sought after the Lord. He faithfully prayed and prayer journaled like the best of them.... Good stuff!


So, Dave has this great idea to build a new complex, The Jehovah Praise and Worship Center. It was going to be the very best thing Dave had ever done and it was in his heart to please God in doing so.

On realizing his own passion and desire to do this, Dave was wise enough to get confirmation from his good friend Nat.


Now Nat was another solid Christian who was gifted in hearing God's voice—be it through prophecy, knowledge, and wisdom. When Nat would seek God, he'd get an answer. He was a great guy for Dave to check with.


Hey Nat,” Dave said, “I'm gonna build the Jehovah Praise and Worship Center!” I'll get the permits and funding to do this and it will rock the city!”


Nat immediately replied, “Bro, you should go for it, if you thought of it, ya' know God's gonna be stoked by it...He's always had your back.”


That night, Nat actually hears from God; countering the very words Nat spoke to Dave earlier. So in the morning Nat calls up Dave and explains that God actually spoke, saying that Dave was not to build the JWPC. God had someone else in mind to build it, though Dave could still be involved in gathering all the necessary plans, permits, funding, equipment and supply contracts.


What's up with the Lord?


So, what happened that Dave's plans were shot down and altered?


Why did Nat first say it was cool to build the JWPC and then the next morning ring Dave with some bad news?


I tell you, their story is something that I've experienced myself. There are times I think I am planning, doing, focusing, chasing after the very things God wants me to do; because they are biblical, because I'm passionate about them, or because these things are “for” the Lord. Yet, it's not what God wants me to do, or not in the way I “think” it should be.


A wise thing to do is seek Godly counsel, checking with a trusted Christian brother or sister to get a confirming word from the Lord. Hence, we go a talk to our own Nat or Natalie.

Hearing from God is very important and, like Dave did routinely, it is wise to pray and also share our ideas with good counsel...praying, even fasting if it is a big thing too is something to consider.


Now, Nat, excited about what his friend wanted to do, and Nat knew that the Lord had blessed Dave and guided him so visibly, simply assumed it was truly all “G”... all God. He moved in the power of his own view of Dave and in the power of his own human reasoning (even someone who consistently hears from God better check to hear from God before saying something...oops). God didn't think the plan was all “G” and quickly spoke to Nat, probably in his quiet time of prayer, journaling, Bible time, or sleep/dream time, revealed His true plans and corrected Dave's plans.


Personal conviction: "Sorry Lord, for the all the times I choked that one!"


The cool thing, Dave's son, Sam, built the Jehovah Worship and Praise Center...and it ROCKED!


Another man, Pauly, really felt called to leave home on a missions trip to Asia. This sounded good, and he had been there before on previous missions trip. Oddly enough, during his ongoing prayer time, he was actually compelled to go more into the Mediterranean region, as led by the Holy Spirit through a vision.


What's up with the Lord?


It may sound like a great idea to go somewhere, but again, it is a GREATER idea to check with God; to hear what He has to say about it.


I need to remember to pray and seek the Lord in everything, preferably before I do it or open my mouth. There is also great value in seeking Godly counsel:

Proverbs 15:22 "Plans fail for lack of counsel, but with many advisers they succeed."


Proverbs 16:9 says, "In his heart a man plans his course, but the LORD determines his steps."


Proverbs 19:21 says, "Many are the plans in a man's heart, but it is the LORD's purpose that prevails."


Proverbs 16:3 "Commit to the LORD whatever you do, and your plans will succeed."


1 Kings 22:5 "But Jehoshaphat also said to the king of Israel, 'First seek the counsel of the LORD.'"


You can do a great word search for "seek," "plans," and similar words/phrases to see just how important it is to God Himself, that we contend and travail in prayer to hear from Him...


What's up with the Lord? Ask Him, he loves to talk with you!


The LORD my Shepherd ROCKS!


Keiger


Friday, March 07, 2008

Hearing from God: just DO it!

Sometimes, despite all of my desire to hear from God, things get so crazy that I often put talking to Him on the back-burner, as if God lives for my convenience.  I did that a lot these past few days, and I was beginning to wonder how much my relationship with Him really matters to me.  

If I cared so much, then I wouldn't keep  sacrificing my daily devotionals for more study time, and I wouldn't be rushing from here to there w/o even stopping to ask God for guidance.

If I cared, then I would just freakin STOP.  I'd simply be still.  

I knew I needed time away from other people to just be with God, so in desperate need of quiet, I turned off my iPod, my cell phone, my computer.  I thought that by shushing the world as much as possible, I'd be sure to hear Him.  

But I was so exhausted that as soon as I sat down to pray, I fell asleep!   And of course, when I woke up, I was even more tired of not connecting with God.

But God is gracious, and I believe He knew how much I missed talking to Him, so He gave me the desire to do an activity for Him.  He encouraged me to draw, the only thing I've ever been able to do while being actively still.  

Drawing is something I loved to do since I could hold a pencil.  But while it's my first love, it's also the love I neglect the most...   I guess I denied myself the pleasure of visual expression because it's inconvenient (as opposed to poetry, which can be created anywhere), and because it requires my full attention-- essentially, it requires all of me.  For this reason, I haven't picked up my old set of charcoal pencils for almost a year, and as a new Christian, I've never even thought of drawing for the Lord-- but today, as soon as I finished my midterm, I bolted home with a burning desire to draw Jesus.  

And thank God for that desire, because a couple of hours of drawing was enough to reinvigorate my relationship with Him.
Doing something in worship allowed me to stay awake and focus on Him-- thus allowing me to be still and active at the same time.  And even as my roommates hung out, the simple act of drawing Jesus was enough to take me to a completely different mindset, allowing me to block out the distractions and remain intimate with Him.


So, if you're struggling with focusing on God, perhaps consider an activity that grabs ALL of your attention-- and do it for God.  For me it's drawing, for you it might be running or dancing or singing or playing the ukulele.

Whatever it is, just do it. (God is a far better brand than Nike =P )  I believe God likes to have fun with you, too.

After all, the Spirit of Joy ROCKS!
And have fun!

Thursday, March 06, 2008

Hillary Clinton: "I Have Felt The Presence of the Holy Spirit"

Before I go further, I want to be sure you understand that I do not personally endorse Hillary Clinton.

This written transcript is the bulk of the actual audio link I've posted below. Great interview and I hope will lead us into a number of discussion threads...please get involved in NOT the POLITICS of who she is, but the personal element and the discussion of salvation, the Holy Spirit, the Methodist denominational elelments, etc....

STAY OFF POLITICS-Democratic and/or Republican bashing will not be tolerated AND deleted. As well, any comments endorsing or rebuking ANY party and/or candidate(s).... I do recommend listening to the audio too... GIVE A LISTEN, very FASCINATING and if you allow yourself to really listen, ask yourself what YOUR answers would be to the reporter's questions....


Share with us what YOUR answers and comments would be to the NY Times reporter's questions.

Share with us what YOU think of her biblical beliefs, faith, etc. (STAY AWAY FROM POLITICS as I will delete those).

Share with us what YOU would ask someone, be the reporter for a bit too.

Share with us what YOU think Christ would say to all these questions.

Share with us what YOU think Christ would ask us....

OPEN FOR DISCUSSION AND COMMENTS!

GOD ROCKS!

Keiger

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July 6, 2007
Transcript of Interview With Senator Clinton (NYT Reporter: Michael Luo)

Audio link: (copy and paste you’re your browser or click)
http://www.hillaryclinton.com/files/audio/Audio_New%20York%20Times%20Faith%20Interview%20with%20Senator%20Clinton%20and%20NYT%20Reporter%20Michael%20Luo.mp3

The following is a transcript of an interview last month Senator Hillary Rodham Clinton. A few of the questions have been edited for brevity and clarity, and extraneous material omitted.

Q: I hear a lot about John Wesley and your Methodism, and the social activism side of Methodism and how that informs you. But John Wesley talked about how one’s personal faith informs that social action, and it’s that more personal stuff that it’s hard to get a sense of talking to other people because faith is so personal. So, I wonder if you could tell us a little bit about that more personal side of your faith – what does it look like today in terms of spiritual habits? Do you read the Bible regularly, do you pray?

Senator Clinton: Well, I think it looks like it’s looked for most of my life. I have always had a deep personal faith that was rooted in the Methodist church in large measure because I was christened into it, I grew up in it. But, it also very much reflected how I thought about faith as I matured. You know, if you look at the Methodist book of discipline it talks about the four contributing streams of faith -- scripture, tradition, experience and reason. I always resonated to the fact that it was both revelatory and scripture-based but that you were invited to use your power of reason to think through your faith and to work through what it meant to you and how you would live it in your daily life.

And so the method of Methodism was very reflective of my temperament and my predilection to look at things from a faith-based center but recognizing that I didn’t have a corner on faith, that I had to be open to experience and that I had to believe with both my head and my heart if it was going to sustain me over time. I remember reading years ago that Thomas Aquinas said that revelation was eminently rational and that’s the kind of confirmation of my faith experience that I found very supportive over the years.

Q: But, do you believe in this personal relationship with God that some people talk about?

Senator Clinton: Absolutely.

Q: What does that look like for you, and how do you feed that personal relationship with God? Some people talk about prayer, talking to God. Some talk about reading the Bible and experiencing God that way. What does that look like for you?

Senator Clinton: It has looked like the connection that I felt like I made as a child but just kept growing and was always present in my life. I believe in the father, son, and Holy Spirit, and I have felt the presence of the Holy Spirit on many occasions in my years on this earth. I pray, I read the Bible, I read commentary on scriptures, I read other people’s faith journeys. That is, for me, at the real core of how I keep feeding my faith. And, I was lucky because, as I said at the faith and politics event, I was taught to pray and I inculcate it as a habit in my daily life.

Q: I read an interview that you gave in ’92 to the United Methodist News Service. You mentioned in there that you carried a little Bible with you -- new testament, psalms, proverbs -- on the trail in ’92. I wondered, do you still have that? Are you carrying that with you, do you really carry that with you on the trail today?

Senator Clinton: I do. It’s not the same version. But I still carry it.

Q: And, it’s this little thing that’s in your purse?

Senator Clinton: Yeah, it’s in one of my bags.

Q: Is there a favorite book that you return to in the Bible?

Senator Clinton: It depends upon what’s going on in my life. It depends upon the challenges and questions that I’m coping with. Psalms is always a favorite. It’s both comforting and challenging. There are lots of aspects of Isaiah that I find very intriguing and provocative. I have a lot of verses sort of scattered through the Old Testament but I spend most of my time in the New Testament. For me it isn’t like there’s one place I go all the time because my experience changes all the time. I spent a lot of time when I was growing up trying to, for me, work out the balance between personal salvation and the social gospel. And, I gave a speech or said something at one time about how I thought that in the Methodist church a lot of the churches had drifted too far on the social gospel side which is very understandable because there were a lot of serious issues certainly that were facing me when I was growing up on race relations and on the Vietnam war and so much else. But, you have to keep in balance the feeding of your spirit and your soul and the need to be nurturing your personal faith while you try to have the energy and the support to go out into the world. There’s that great line in James about how faith without works is dead, but works without faith is too hard. And, that’s kind of how I see the necessary blending of what I want out of faith. For some people a personal relationship with God, a sense that you’re saved, a real belief in your salvation is incredibly both moving and comforting.

Q: And, I’m just going to ask, is that in terms of the salvation side, as opposed to the works side, is that something that animates you? Is that something that you think about in a day-to-day way in terms of your own faith?

Senator Clinton: It’s like the background music. It’s there all the time. It’s not something you have to think about, you believe it. You have a faith center out of which the rest flows. But, for me, evidencing that and feeling called or pushed to act in the world would not have been possible to sustain without that sense of faith and the personal relationship that I have.

Q: Can I ask you theologically, do you believe that the resurrection of Jesus actually happened, that it actually historically did happen?

Senator Clinton: Yes, I do.

Q: And, do you believe on the salvation issue -- and this is controversial too -- that belief in Christ is needed for going to heaven?

Senator Clinton: That one I’m a little more open to. I think that it is, as we understand our relationship to God as Christians, it is how we see our way forward, and it is the way. But, ever since I was a little girl, I’ve asked every Sunday school teacher I’ve ever had, I asked every theologian I’ve ever talked with, whether that meant that there was no salvation, there was no heaven for people who did not accept Christ. And, you’re well aware that there are a lot of answers to that. There are people who are totally rooted in the fact that, no, that’s why there are missionaries, that’s why you have to try to convert. And, then there are a lot of other people who are deeply faithful and deeply Christ-centered who say, that’s how we understand it and who are we to read God’s mind about such a weighty decision as that.

Q: And your attitude toward the Bible about how literally people should take it...

Senator Clinton: I think the whole Bible is real. The whole Bible gives you a glimpse of God and God’s desire for a personal relationship, but we can’t possibly understand every way God is communicating with us. I’ve always felt that people who try to shoehorn in their cultural and social understandings of the time into the Bible might be actually missing the larger point that we’re supposed to take from the Bible.

Q: Being a moral person -- what does that mean to you personally day to day as you live your life?

Senator Clinton: It means to try to be that. It means to look for guidance, to seek wisdom, to ask for forgiveness, to pick myself up and start over again when I have fallen short. It means all of that.

Q: Since you joined the Senate and moved to New York finding a spiritual home in New York, a regular church has been something that has been difficult. Has that impacted your faith in any way?

Senator Clinton: No, no. Because of my job now, I go in and out of so many churches and I have so many opportunities to be part of other people’s faith experiences and I really have cherished that. I’ve developed some very close relationships and friendships with people, particularly in New York, and now that I’m running for president I try to, where I can, go to church somewhere else. I was stunned when I went to church in Davenport some months ago, and it was such a really lively multimedia, music-driven service, which you don’t often find in a Methodist church. I’m interested in the liturgy, I’m interested in the message, I’ve always been just fascinated by how people convey their faith and how they try to live their faith. I actually feel like it’s a blessing that I get to be exposed to all of this.

Q: But, your whole life you’ve had a regular church home, so it must be unusual that you don’t have a regular one now.

Senator Clinton: I don’t feel that way. I kept my membership at First Methodist in Little Rock when we moved to Washington, and I still have kept it there. I was back there last summer and it felt like going home. That was a very important church to me when I was in Little Rock.

Q: At the Sojourners event, in response to a question about how your faith had helped you deal with some of the ordeals of ’98 -- I wanted to follow up a little bit on that. Was it that your faith had influenced your decision to stay in your marriage?

Senator Clinton: I think I’ve said all I’m going to say about that. I think that I’ve said all I’m going to say. Obviously my faith was crucial to the challenges that I faced, and I’m very grateful for that.

Q: Were there people during that time that you turned to in terms of spiritual support.

Senator Clinton: There were many people, both people who I had known a long time and people who I had not known, but came seeking me out and offered their personal support. I got a lot of recommendations about scripture verses to read and about other spiritual readings. I’ve written about this and talked about it a lot, but the parable of the prodigal son as conveyed by Henri Nouwen, made a huge impact on me. The discipline of gratitude was -- you just read along sometimes looking for sustenance and support and something jumps out at you and it just really resonated with my beliefs and my sense of what we are called to do. Forgiveness and gratitude are features that I associate with Christ. That to me is part of how one lives as best one can following the example of Christ.

Q: This women’s group that you’ve talked about in the past – they prayed for you, you met with them a few times. I don’t know that much about the group, like how often you guys met, was it really like these small groups that they have in churches in terms of that level of interaction? I also understand that you were a little apprehensive about meeting with them initially and I wondered if you could talk to me about why that was and how that was overcome.

Senator Clinton: As I recall, I was invited to meet with them by a good friend of mine, Linda Lader. I had met a few of the women, but I didn’t know most of the women, and I also was asked to visit with them by Doug Coe, who was and still is, the director of the National Prayer Breakfast and the National Prayer outreach and it was over at their headquarters in Virginia which is kind of a retreat center. And, they invited Tipper and I to come to lunch and I really did it mostly for Linda and Doug who asked me to.

Q: Because you were a little bit wary?

Senator Clinton: Well, you know, I didn’t know. I had friends who prayed for me, I prayed for myself, I prayed for other people, I felt like I was sustained by prayer. Since Bill had decided to run for president I had countless people saying they were praying for us and then once he became president there was a real outpouring of people. But I went, and I’m really glad I did.
It was a wonderful group of women in a bipartisan gathering who really thought that the mean-spiritedness and the negativity that had come to mark so much of our political life was very much counter to their beliefs and so they wanted to lift up Tipper and me and did so at this lunch. And, then they wanted to continue to pray for me. So I met with them periodically, I wouldn’t say regularly, but when our schedules could work out I had them to the White House. Holly Leachman became sort of the real contact person for me in the group and became a friend. It was fascinating because a lot of them were deeply involved in the national prayer group, and I was very touched by their desire to choose me to pray for. And it was a way for me to let go and let them do it and for them to reach out and do it. What was fascinating is that over time a lot of the people who had been part of the most critical and negative attacks on me began to seek me out. The first person who did that was David Kuo. Doug Coe had asked me to come to speak to a dinner that was held the night before the prayer breakfast and most of the people in there were people who were very unsure of how I was or what I stood for but Doug was always very supportive of me. He had me speak at one of the national prayer lunches, he arranged for me to meet Mother Theresa after one of the national prayer breakfasts. And, David came up and asked for my forgiveness, and several other people have done the same.

Q: Was that difficult?

Senator Clinton: It was surprising when it first happened, but it was very moving to me. I was sort of startled because it was in a public place. I was shaking hands and he gave me a long history about who he had worked for and what he had done to attack me and impugn my motives and my character and everything, and I said, of course I forgive you. When I got to the Senate, Sam Brownback sought me out. I wouldn’t have talked about it except that he talked about it, and it was very touching to me. He actually came to see me and said now that we actually know each other, because we had never met before, he said, I really came to ask for your forgiveness. I think that a prayer network often can move us to do things that we might not otherwise do.

Q: In terms of forgiveness for you, is there, for lack of a better word, a simplicity to forgiveness...
Senator Clinton: Oh, no. Oh my gosh. Are you kidding? It’s the hardest thing in the world.
... I’ve had a lot of time to think about it over the years. It is both hard to forgive and to ask for forgiveness. There’s a reason that it is talked about in the Bible. It is really hard. It is hard for people to let go of legitimate hurts and slights and disappointments. It is human nature to look for people to put that onto, to blame. You look around the world today and you think, the whole idea of the new covenant was really a new relationship with God, a sense that we could be forgiven, that we could seek both personally and through our relationships with others that gift of forgiveness. It’s instrumental. It’s instrumental in life, it’s instrumental in how you think about yourself. I used to teach a Sunday school lesson about how you had to forgive yourself. We all have things that often times we’re upset about, or ashamed of, or feel guilty over, and so many people carry these enormous burdens around. And, I think that one of the great gifts of faith is to let it go. It doesn’t mean that you forget, you don’t have to make amends, but you begin to forgive yourself and you then can begin to forgive others.

Q: The thing that we started talking about in the beginning was how Republicans seem to have the corner store on faith for a long time. It seemed like when you gave that politics and meaning speech back in the day that you got a hard time for it. Is it something that you resented that Democrats don’t have credibility when they talk about their faith?

Senator Clinton: I was bewildered by it, that it was somehow illegitimate to talk about faith as a Democrat. I found that just so bizarre that we were being, I think, written out of the whole faith experience. So much of the faith journey in this country are people who have put their faith into action on behalf of others – people who fought for abolition, people who fought for women’s suffrage, people who stood up on behalf of the concepts of justice and so much more. So, I was surprised.

Q: Has that changed now?

Senator Clinton: I think it’s changing. There was an assumption in the political press and beyond that skepticism about faith was probably the order of the day, which I totally get. As I said at CNN, I’ve always been skeptical of people who are wearing their faith on their sleeves. I think that it’s a good kind of skepticism to have, but we went too far the other way where it was somehow illegitimate to express your faith in the public square. So, many of us, and you know, Burns has been part of this and others of us in our own ways, we’ve been trying to search for the common ground where we can have these discussions without falling into the trap that is too easily tempting, that we are somehow judging based on our personal experience instead of trying to offer a perspective to move forward together.

Q: On that question, you haven’t talked about it much yourself. I wondered if maybe you felt a recoil from a decade ago when people gave you a hard time on that. Do you think that maybe you should have been talking more about that, and Democrats themselves -- Pat covered John Kerry and it was very difficult, very rare to see him talk about his faith.

Senator Clinton: I don’t mean this to be critical of the press exactly, but the story is easier if you say that there’s a certain religious agenda that is promoted by a political party and people who have allegiance to that political party and if you try to have a more complicated and nuanced discussion of faith, that’s not so easy to communicate and it’s not as easily accepted. My faith has always been primarily personal. It is how I live my life and who I am, and I have tried through my works to demonstrate a level of commitment and compassion that flow from my faith. But, I wasn’t raised to or believed it was necessary to label it the way that so many people have over the last, say, 15 years.

Q: A lot of people have tried to explain you, and some people have used Methodism as the grand link to explain you and your commitments and your personality. Do you think that’s valid?

Senator Clinton: I think it certainly is a part of who I am. I do not believe in any single gauged definition of any of us. I think we are much more complicated beings than that. But it has certainly been a huge part of who I am and how I have seen the world, and what I believe in, and what I have tried to do in my life. So, it is certainly a part of who I am and any explanation.

Tuesday, March 04, 2008

Hearing from God: He Speaks To The Special, Chosen Ones

As you read the Bible you quickly realize God spoke to all the special, chosen ones:

And God spoke to Israel in a vision at night and said, “Jacob! Jacob!”

“Here I am,” he replied.

I am God, the God of your father,” He said.

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As Moses went into the tent, the pillar of cloud would come down and stay at the entrance, while the LORD spoke with Moses.... The LORD would speak to Moses face to face, as a man speaks with his friend.

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Then the LORD spoke to Job out of the storm: “Brace yourself like a man; I will question you, and you shall answer me...”

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The LORD came and stood there, calling as at the other times, “Samuel! Samuel!”

Then Samuel said, “Speak, for your servant is listening.”

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One night the Lord spoke to Paul in a vision: “Do not be afraid; keep on speaking, do not be silent...”

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God said to Solomon, “Since this is your heart's desire and you have not asked for wealth, riches or honor, nor for the death of your enemies, and since you have not asked for a long life but for wisdom and knowledge to govern my people over whom I have made you king, therefore wisdom and knowledge will be given you. And I will also give you wealth, riches and honor, such as no king who was before you ever had and none after you will have.”

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The LORD had said to Abram, “Leave your country, your people and your father's household and go to the land I will show you. I will make you into a great nation and I will bless you; I will make your name great, and you will be a blessing. I will bless those who bless you, and whoever curses you I will curse; and all peoples on earth will be blessed through you.”

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“‘What shall I do, Lord?’ I [Paul] asked.


“‘Get up,’ the Lord said, ‘and go into Damascus. There you will be told all that you have been assigned to do.’”

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There are so many more references of God speaking directly to His chosen people; people who responded and did notable stuff. Literally chapters of stuff for God was done by those chosen ones that He also spoke to. In fact, I don't think there was anyone who did manage to do miraculous achievements and deeds in the name of the Lord that also did not hear God speak to them.


How often then, do we say, “Well God speaks to them, but He doesn't speak to an 'average Joe/Joanne' like me. I'm not one of those chosen/special people in the Bible, that's for sure. I haven't chatted face to face with God and heard God call me His friend.”


See, we need to realize that God speaks to special people; people chosen by Him.


If only I had a friendship like Moses did and was considered God's friend.”


If only God considered me a man after His own heart.”


If only, God, if only, if only, I was like one of them...if only I was special.”


I want to talk with that burning bush. I want the Lord to call my name and wake me in the midst of the night to chat. I want to have some one-on-one time with God too. Simply, I need to realize God speaks to the special, chosen ones.


Go ahead and write out all the special attributes and characteristics of David before and after becoming King. Noah was a righteous man. Look at what made Samuel special, he was dedicated to the Lord at birth and lived in the very Temple of God after all. Then there is Peter, Paul, and Mary (not the folk band). Take a serious look at the list of their characteristics, talents, and calling. Can we even come close to these special, chosen heroes of the Bible?


Did these hero's of our faith eat, sleep and struggle with the same things we do?


Did they put on their robe one arm at a time, like we do our pants; one leg at a time.


Can we walk in their slippers?


Did they ever question God?


Did they speak with pizazz and have a plethora of words and pithy phrases at their disposal?


Did they ever get upset, or misunderstand God's movement?


Did they ever ask, “why me Lord?”


Did they ever piss off God?



Moses said to the LORD, “O Lord, I have never been eloquent, neither in the past nor since you have spoken to your servant. I am slow of speech and tongue.”


The LORD said to him, “Who gave man his mouth? Who makes him deaf or mute? Who gives him sight or makes him blind? Is it not I, the LORD? Now go; I will help you speak and will teach you what to say.”


But Moses said, “O Lord, please send someone else to do it.”


Then the LORD's anger burned against Moses and he said, “What about your brother, Aaron the Levite? I know he can speak well. He is already on his way to meet you, and his heart will be glad when he sees you. You shall speak to him and put words in his mouth; I will help both of you speak and will teach you what to do. He will speak to the people for you, and it will be as if he were your mouth and as if you were God to him. But take this staff in your hand so you can perform miraculous signs with it.”


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Paul said:

My message and my preaching were not with wise and persuasive words, but with a demonstration of the Spirit's power, so that your faith might not rest on men's wisdom, but on God's power.

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But Jonah was greatly displeased and became angry. He prayed to the LORD, “O LORD, is this not what I said when I was still at home? That is why I was so quick to flee to Tarshish. I knew that you are a gracious and compassionate God, slow to anger and abounding in love, a God who relents from sending calamity. Now, O LORD, take away my life, for it is better for me to die than to live.”


But the LORD replied, “Have you any right to be angry?”


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Hmm, maybe these special, chosen people were just like we are. Can you begin to realize that it is God who choses whom He will speak to? And I'd venture a good guess He'd like to include you and I on that list. After all, God calls us His treasured possession, His chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people belonging to God.


Jesus declared:

You are my friends if you do what I command. I no longer call you servants, because a servant does not know his master's business. Instead, I have called you friends, for everything that I learned from my Father I have made known to you.”


Wow, we are friends of Jesus, when we do the will of God He even calls us His brother and sister.


So I hope you are beginning to see the differences between us and the heroes of the Bible can be just that...they are the heroes of the Bible and we too can be heroes.

Right here, right now, we can choose to seek Him; listen the best we can, grow in our relationship and be like sheep who know their master's voice—the voice of the Living God. See, we are His special, chosen ones.


Shhhh, Someone is speaking, listen and you'll hear from God.




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