When Christ died for us, the veil was rent in the Temple and gave us access to the very Presence of a loving God and Father. Because of Christ's victory over death, hell and the grave, we have a place of security and safety. We have a home in the Father's heart. Victory is surely ours as we press toward the high calling that is ours in Christ Jesus.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Unfolding Beauty
This morning I found that place of quiet contemplation as I waited before God and opened my heart to Him. I was thinking about my time with my grandchildren yesterday and the impact I might have on their lives. First, I had those familiar guilty thoughts about how I'd grown somewhat irritable near the end of the day. I never seemed to get cool yesterday. These days it seems the hormones are a daily distraction and unless I'm seated under a ceiling fan I struggle to keep cool.
Well, back to the thoughts I brought to Him this morning. More than anything else, I want to be a real and authentic person with my grandchildren. I want them to look at me and see a person who really knows and accepts the love of God so they can find their way to Him early in their lives. It seems I struggled for so many years with believing He really loved me.
First, I talked to God about my feelings of guilt... the feeling I had not been perfect with my grandchildren yesterday. We had so many wonderful moments during our day together but I was focused on the moments that had not been so sweet. As I told God my heart was to love them with His love and be a picture of that love for them, I felt His incredible touch as He showed me I must let go of the illusion that I can be a "perfect grandmother."
Illusions.... how many times I came across that idea as I read the book, The Hidden Life, the story of Betty Skinner. Written by two women who were mentored by Betty, it has spoken healing to some of the deepest parts of my heart. The authors, Kitty Crenshaw and Catherine Snapp, PhD, have beautifully captured the journey of one woman, Betty Skinner, in her search for a life of wholeness. Through these two authors, Betty speaks with incredible vulnerability about her life and journey to a life surrendered to God and how her heart was literally transformed by the love of God. Her poetry alone captures the real life experiences of Betty as she finds the way to wholeness through determination and utter dependence on God. Betty's experiences continue to touch my heart as I am on my 3rd time through the book.
This morning as I opened the book to the chapter titled, Unfolding Beauty, I saw the message again. The one that God has been driving home in my life for several years. Colossians 3:3..."My real life is hidden with Christ in God." For at least a year, I questioned God about the meaning of this verse and as I seek the answer, He continues to be faithful to bring it to me. He is unfolding the beauty of the Christ- self that lives inside of me. Covered over by years of illusion and lies, the real and authentic person He created me to be is unfolding. A part of my own journey is like that of Betty Skinner. I believe that is why this book speaks so personally to my heart. As He teaches me to take my focus from myself and turn it to Him, I am finding the healing love of God poured into my heart like the healing balm spoken of in the scriptures.
Today, as I read page 129, something within ignited in my heart. I'd like to share those words with you.
"In creation, God offered me a gift that was not at all threatening. Being a fearful person, I needed to bring something inside myself that was beyond me and was not frightening. Love was manifesting Himself to me through creation and it was stilling my fear. I know now that as I brought God's perfect love into me, it cast out all of my fear and healed me...... One way to bring God into ourselves is to discover Him outside of ourselves. I found Him in creation, but others might find Him in the love of another, a painting, or a magnificent piece of music. These are hints of Something beyond and far greater than us.... We hear the Voice within calling us His beloved and we know, just for that moment in time, that there is something way beyond calling us home to be our true self, calling us home to our Christ-self that has been put in us from the beginning of time.Opening ourselves to receive Him by savoring these moments of heightened perception brings us into a deeper and deeper oneness and love relationship with God." (Crenshaw and Snapp, p.129)
As I continued to read the chapter, I realized the times I have felt most alive in the last years are times when I am closest to nature and His creation. In a culture where the majority of us are busy running in the rat race that has become normal, a life of contemplation and finding God's beauty in nature seems a bit outdated and to some even peculiar. I am finding that creation itself speaks to me of God's love for us. The photo above of the beautiful gossamer wings of one of His winged creatures spoke to me just days ago about my need for patience and persistence as I waited and persevered to get this shot. I am beginning to see God's love in everything, just as Betty learned to do. And as Betty so beautifully expressed in her sharing with the authors, I want to "quietly press it into my heart."
Taking quiet times to reflect on God's beauty brought balance and healing into Betty's life. As I think about the most beautiful times I've had with my grandchildren to date, I often think of times when we have connected together through something God has created for us to enjoy.... a rainbow, watering the beautiful flowers, a beautiful song that set our feet to dancing or a time of chasing bubbles and watching as they drift over the housetop beyond our reach.
He is not beyond our reach. We are hidden inside our God and He in us. No wonder the times of frustration and failure come when our focus becomes our schedule, the duties, the rushing and racing about to meet time frames and deadlines. With Betty's story I am learning that wholeness involves balance in our lives. Certainly we will have times when we must observe a schedule and plan our days accordingly. But, I am finding that the Hidden Life, the life hidden within Christ, calls us to draw away from those things every day to find the authentic, real life of God within us.
As I finish up my thoughts for today, I share the holy moments of hidden life I shared with my grandchildren yesterday.
The real conversation we had about being called names...
Watering the plants and removing the dead leaves....
Watching my turtle adventure captured on video together....
Cuddling...
Acting out their own made up stories of rescuing animals (what a beautiful thing for children to think of)
Praying for their first day of school together...
What a waste if I were to find myself bogged down in the schedule, the failures, the missed opportunities of yesterday. I come away from my time of quiet with Him today with the renewed picture of the joy in the journey. I will not be perfect before I meet Him but He perfects my way. Yesterday I was my real self, growing in God's love for me and others. My heart is one day deeper in its surrender to His perfect love. I don't have to be perfect. He's perfect in me.
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An awesome picture of a dragonfly! I know how long it takes to get those kinds of pictures! It takes endurance and your arm hurts!
I get really tired sometimes when I have my Grandson for long stretches and am on my own. I don’t think we were really meant to be such isolated creatures. It is good to have others around to lesson the job, as the alertness that is needed with young ones cannot be sustained without rest! Sometimes we crash and God understands this, thank you for reminding us of that Robin.
Your studies in the verse, "My real life is hidden with Christ in God." Touched me I have never really seen it the way you caused me to see it today. I feel hidden. I feel like I need to hide. I feel like I cannot share with very many people in this world how I really feel and see things and I feel like there is a big part of me that is hidden.
I cannot tell people about my dreams, my visions that to me feel so important. They look at me like I am nuts if I do. Your verse says that this IS THE REAL, this hidden life in Christ. Where He meets us, that is the real place.
Reminds me of the scripture that I was struck by just last week about "the things that are seen are transient, but the things that are unseen are eternal." 2 Corinthians 4:18 The New Oxford Annotated Bible
I am really interested in this book but it is out of stock at Amazon. I read this review on it.
"The Hidden Life by Kitty Crenshaw and Catherine Snapp, is the story of a soul's path from deepest depression to deepest intimacy with Jesus Christ. It is the story of Betty Tartt Skinner's journey and legacy to many other women.
Betty Tartt was born into an affluent, southern military family in 1926. The oldest of four children, she had all she could want-except her mother's approval. Even as a child she struggled with who she was. Her father was her mainstay until he killed himself and shattered her world.
Her false front was already being erected as she stuffed her emotions to please her mother. Then, in 1948, she married Bryant Skinner. He was handsome and driven. In between having four children, she was expected to plan parties for hundreds of people and be involved in many other social activities. She was also very active in her church. The façade grew.
In 1968, she reached bottom emotionally, mentally, and physically and committed herself to the mental ward of their local hospital. That started her upward journey-a journey that helped her recognize her own personhood and, more importantly, the relationship that God desired to have with her and all who call Him Lord.
"Ultimately, the spiritual work for all of us is to take our identity from the One who calls us His beloved."
"Trust and letting go work mysteriously together. Nothing ever stays the same in our lives, and again and again we are called to let go in order to find a new way."
Betty learned to listen for God and to God. She learned to let Him envelop her with His love, and gradually found that love permeating every part of her until she was a part of that love. It was then that she found herself sharing His love with others who were struggling with depression-with their own identity.
This book is Betty's life story and much more. It is God's story of His desire for all of our lives. When Betty started searching for her own identity, she found God waiting to guide her and strengthen her through each painful step. There was forgiveness to give to her mother, and new understanding of her husband to embrace. Most of all, there was gratitude to her Lord and Creator.
This book will touch a cord in every person struggling with their own identity and their relationship with God. Women whom Betty's life has touched and changed, beautifully wrote this. Thank you to all for sharing with us. -- Linda Demorest, Christian Book Previews.com
Sorry for all the deletes! Hows come you cannot delete evidence of a delete? I had somehow posted the same thing three times. LOL
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