Thursday, November 22, 2012

Eclipsed

The sun is darkened by the moon, an eclipse.  It is hidden away; something else temporarily takes precedence.  But it doesn't stay that way.  When the moon covers the sun, the sun still will shine.  The sun will eventually emerge and take it's place.

But there are other things which are eclipsed.  There are other things which do not take their rightful place.  It is not because they do not seize the moment; they are not held rightly.

Today is a day which many Americans look forward to with watering mouths, Thanksgiving.  Honestly, for the longest time, my first thoughts were pumpkin pies or dudes in dinky hats (the pilgrims).  From looking at the department stores and social media sites, it's only a springboard to the Christmas season.  It it eclipsed by other things which our culture has shoved in front.

At this time tomorrow, perhaps you, or most likely someone you know, will be making a mad dash into a store.  For what?  For what they want.  For what they desire.  For what they don't already have.  The day after Thanksgiving...it's all about you again.  The clock strikes twelve, and the thankfulness takes a back seat.  But why?  Why is our culture so driven by the me?  Why do we let that eclipse thankfulness?

In much less than twenty-four hours, a turkey shall likely be rolling out of the oven.  In fact, I can see my family's turkey sitting in brine from my perch.  This bird shall sit at the centerpiece of many tables, which will be packed full of delectable delicacies ranging from pecan and pumpkin pies to the classics of mashed potatoes and creamed corn.  America's leap into food coma...this is what I would daresay Thanksgiving is truly to the average American.  Our supposed "thankfulness" is not hinged on what we are thankful for.  It is a faux thankfulness for tantalizing our tastebuds.  It's for something that will pass away once it enters and exits our body.

Within a week, all will be forgotten.  We will be caught up in the hustle and bustle of the Christmas season.  Teenagers like me will be shoved back to our schoolwork, dreaming about the next break.  We'll write our Christmas lists, talk about more food, and ultimately forget about that one day...about Thanksgiving.  Everything else will have eclipsed it.

Today is supposed to be about thankfulness.  But we make it all about the food.  Today is supposed to be about thankfulness, but we dump that as soon as it's time for the rush of Black Friday.  And we don't remember it once it's the "season of getting".  Why?  Why can't we be happy for what we have?  Why do we hold our "thankfulness" for an exact twenty-four hour stint?  Why not longer?  Why not all year?

This eclipse occurs because we let it.  Because we make it occur.  We aren't fulfilled with what we have.  We are always grasping for more.  Thus, it is nigh impossible to properly view Thanksgiving.

Again though, it doesn't have to happen.  This eclipsing is a choice.  So when you tuck into your turkey and pie, ask yourself this question.  Shall this eclipse?  When you line up to go shop in the dead of night, ask yourself.  Shall this eclipse?  When Christmas music and the "season of getting" assaults you in full swing, ask yourself this question once more.  Shall this eclipse?

Sunday, November 18, 2012

Harder Than We Dreamed of

We went dancing in the minefields,
We're sailing in the storms,
This is harder than we dreamed,
But I believe that's what the promise is for....

Life is hard.  Harder than we can imagine.  It's just about Thanksgiving, and I can safely say that I'm burnt out.  Burnt out with the heaviest load of school, sports, and extra-curricular activities that I've ever had before.  And there have been times that I've felt like I'm done with this.

There have been times at four in the morning where I want to break down sobbing over a precis.  There have been times where I want to just collapse in the gym during basketball conditioning.  There have been times that I've wanted to just scream at the world, at the walls of work and things that seem to be trying to crush and suffocate me.

But I can keep going because of a motivation.  There is something that I'm working for that's more than just a college, a place on the varsity team, a checkmark at tournament.  I'm working to try to prove to myself that I'm good enough.  Good enough though, for what?  Why do I want to be good enough?

I've realized something.  I'm insecure.  I'm insecure in the same way that every human is.  I worry about how I look, how I act, and what my face is to the world.  I worry if I'm smart enough...kind enough...talented enough...good enough...

But I know something else.  I can't keep this up.  I can't just keep working to prove something.  No matter how much work I put into it, proving myself just isn't worth that.  I'll never prove to myself that I'm good enough.  Why?  Because it won't truly fulfill me.

"There is a God shaped vacuum inside of each of us." ~Blaise Pascal 

We have to have something worthwhile to fulfill us.  We need God to fill this emptiness inside of each of us.  We need God to give us this meaning, not ourselves.  Otherwise, it will be terribly hard.

But letting God fill this emptiness doesn't make it easy.  We have to continuously let Him fill it, otherwise we will return to the rat race.  It will be hard, harder than we dreamed of; but we make it worse if God is not the one who fulfills.

In this day and age, marriages often bear the brunt of this.  So often, I have seen people get married.  So often, I have heard of divorce.  I've heard of the tears that follow.  I've seen the difficulties in marriage.  I'm only in high school, but I can tell that it's hard, harder than I can ever dream of.  It needs to have something more than love to hold it together, and that's just what "Dancing in the Minefields" speaks about.

I was nineteen and you were twenty-one,
The year we got engaged,
Everyone said we were much to young,
But we did it anyway

How many times do we think that love can fulfill us?  But how many times have we seen a marriage dissolve?  How could something that is so fickle seem so worthy, so worthwhile?  Will it really be as fulfilling as everyone of us thinks?

We bought our rings for forty each,
From a pawnshop down the road,
We made our vows and took the leap,
Now fifteen years ago

So much is invested.  So much is risked, but again...for what?  This leap...for what?  The answer is again, love...but the same question arises...will this fulfill?

We went dancing in the minefields,
We're sailing in the storms,
This is harder than we dreamed,
But I believe that's what the promise is for

Love seems to make it possible to dance through the minefields, unscathed.  To sail through the storms, unshaken...but it is hard...but marriage still exists, anchored on what?  A promise of love...but this promise is still empty.  Love is fickle.  Love will blow away, like a dandelion in the wind.

Well "I do" are the most famous last words,
The beginning of the end,
But to lose your life for another, I've heard,
Is a good place to begin,

Marriage is so many people's end goals, the beginning of the end.  But it's more than just love.  It's exactly that, loosing your life for another.  It's letting go of the love for yourself and giving it, not just partially, but fully to someone else.

Cause the only way to find your life,
Is to lay your own life down,
And I believe it's an easy price,
For the life that we have found,

But who do you give this love to?  The common consensus would be your spouse.  But I'll disagree.  I'll disagree majorly.  In a marriage, you have to lay your life down to God.  That's the only way to truly find the type of marriage that is so sought after.

And we're dancing in the minefields,
We're sailing through the storms,
This is the harder than we dreamed,
But I believe that's what the promise is for

It's still going to be hard, but it will be feasible.  Love makes it possible, but love to Christ.  He's the one who will have to loved before any love can even be directed to another.  If that is who truly anchors your love, it will be harder than you dream.  But it will be worthwhile.  It will be paradoxical...but it shall be true.

So when I lose my way, find me,
And, when I lose love's chains, bind me 
At the end of all my faith to the end of all my days, bind me,
When I forget my name, remind me,

This finder...it can't be a spouse, boyfriend, girlfriend, or any object of affection.  It needs to be God.

'Cause we bear the light of the Son of Man,
So there's nothing left to fear,
So I'll walk with you in the shadow lands,
'Till the shadows disappear,

If we are His children.  If we truly sacrifice our love to Him, there will be nothing left to fear.  He will keep and grow your love.  And then it will be possible, possible to pierce the shadows with a love that will not and cannot die.

'Cause He promised not to leave us,
And His promises are true,
So in the face of chaos,
Baby, I can dance with you,

When love is given to Him, He will gives the ability to work through the pain.  It will be harder than ever dreamed.  But you can sail through the storms.

So let's go dancing in minefields,
Let's go sailing in the storms,
Oh let's go dancing in the minefields,
And kicking down the doors,

Oh let's go dancing in the minefields,
And go sailing in the storms,
Oh, this is harder than we dreamed,
But I believe that's what the promise is for,
That's what the promise is for.

This love, this life, must be fueled by Christ to find any meaning.  Otherwise it will be shallow.  Otherwise the mines will be tripped over.  Otherwise, the boats will sink.  Otherwise the doors will still remain closed.  This life is harder than we dreamed of.  But it will be worth it.  It will be paradoxically feasible...

Because of Him.  So give it up and dance, dance through the minefields.
I was nineteen, you were twenty-one The year we got engaged Everyone said we were much too young But we did it anyway

Read more: ANDREW PETERSON - DANCING IN THE MINEFIELDS LYRICS
I was nineteen, you were twenty-one The year we got engaged Everyone said we were much too young But we did it anyway
We bought our rings for forty each From a pawn shop down the road We made our vows and took the leap Now fifteen years ago
We went dancing in the minefields We went sailing in the storm And it was harder than we dreamed But I believe that's what the promise is for
"I do" are the two most famous last words The beginning of the end But to lose your life for another I've heard Is a good place to begin
'Cause the only way to find your life Is to lay your own life down [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/dancing-in-the-minefields-lyrics-andrew-peterson.html ] And I believe it's an easy price For the life that we have found
And we're dancing in the minefields We're sailing in the storm This is harder than we dreamed But I believe that's what the promise is for
So when I lose my way, find me When I loose love's chains, bind me At the end of all my faith, till the end of all my days When I forget my name, remind me
'Cause we bear the light of the Son of Man So there's nothing left to fear So I'll walk with you in the shadowlands Till the shadows disappear
'Cause he promised not to leave us And his promises are true So in the face of all this chaos, baby, I can dance with you

Read more: ANDREW PETERSON - DANCING IN THE MINEFIELDS LYRICS
I was nineteen, you were twenty-one The year we got engaged Everyone said we were much too young But we did it anyway
We bought our rings for forty each From a pawn shop down the road We made our vows and took the leap Now fifteen years ago
We went dancing in the minefields We went sailing in the storm And it was harder than we dreamed But I believe that's what the promise is for
"I do" are the two most famous last words The beginning of the end But to lose your life for another I've heard Is a good place to begin
'Cause the only way to find your life Is to lay your own life down [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/dancing-in-the-minefields-lyrics-andrew-peterson.html ] And I believe it's an easy price For the life that we have found
And we're dancing in the minefields We're sailing in the storm This is harder than we dreamed But I believe that's what the promise is for
So when I lose my way, find me When I loose love's chains, bind me At the end of all my faith, till the end of all my days When I forget my name, remind me
'Cause we bear the light of the Son of Man So there's nothing left to fear So I'll walk with you in the shadowlands Till the shadows disappear
'Cause he promised not to leave us And his promises are true So in the face of all this chaos, baby, I can dance with you

Read more: ANDREW PETERSON - DANCING IN THE MINEFIELDS LYRICS

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Beauty From Ashes- 2012 Elections

Wow.  I have not written anything in awhile.

Then again, I guess today would be as good as any other day to be writing again.  We all know what happened last night.  Whether you're American, or from a different country, you must have heard the news.

The presidential elections are over.  Barack Obama is still the president.

When my friends and I heard the news last night, we were actually just coming back from a GOP party in Colorado, where we had been campaigning for Romney since Friday.

Hours had been invested calling voters.  We ran throughout thousands of random neighborhoods, trying to get the word out to vote in this critical swing state.  We spent time doing something because we believed that 200+ teenagers who believed in a cause could drastically change the direction our country was going.  We believed that even though we were under-aged, we could still make a difference.  We could still affect the world that we would inherit in the coming years.

But guess what happened.  You saw from the sentence up above.  Barack Obama is still president.  Our work was in vain.  And honestly, the next four years will be a daunting, scary mess.

Obamacare is still in place.  I don't know about you, but I've read enough of it to be quite wary of it.  At the same time, I will admit I do tend to take the conservative point of view, leading me to vehemently disagree with a number of his policy-decisions.  The United States has slowly been slipping down a hill in many different spheres of life.  If the models I've been seeing play out, life as we know it will slip right through our fingers.  And most of us won't realize that till it's gone.

When the news reached my friends and I, there was a moment of silence.  Ohio went blue.  And there went the elections.  Obama had reached the needed 270 electoral votes.  One of my friends wondered if our future, or at least the one that we each dreamed of, was now gone...

"Freedom is never more than one generation away from extinction. We didn't pass it to our children in the bloodstream. It must be fought for, protected, and handed on for them to do the same, or one day we will spend our sunset years telling our children and our children's children what it was once like in the United States where men were free." ~Ronald Reagan

From our dismayed faces and responses to the news, I would dare say that we felt like our freedom just evaporated.

But in the ashes, something can still rise.  Beauty from ashes.  Gladness from mourning.  Praises dispelling all despair...  What would rise from this?

Out of the silence in the van came prayers instead.  We don't know what God is doing.  We don't know why He allowed Obama to stay in office.  But then again, we can't see everything, only the puzzle piece.  He sees the full picture, though.  And who is better to hold our fate, our unknown future, than a known God?

I'd like to quote Governor Romney on this one, "I believe in America."  But really, America is just a nation; it will fall some day.  Kingdoms rise and kingdoms fall.  The Sovereign Lord directs them all....

I love America, but I don't have to believe in it.  It isn't exactly stable.  But there is One who is, One who sees the full picture, the road behind the bend.  So guess what?

I believe in God.


Monday, August 6, 2012

Three Hundred Miles South

Just a week ago, I was more than 300 miles south of where I am sitting now.  San Quintín, Mexico is only 300 miles from my house, but it could have been a world away.

I am an American, living in the most privileged percentage of people on the planet.  I live in a two story house that has multiple bedrooms, bathrooms, a kitchen, living room, family room, and backyard.  I have running water with amazing water pressure.  I can stick my toilet paper down the toilet instead of in the trashcan.  We have paved roads.  I don't need to worry about if I'm going to eat.

All that I've listed above and more are some of the major differences between Mexico and the United States.  And one of the major things that it proves to me is that I am so privileged.  Almost to privileged.  And if you are reading this on your own computer in your own house using WiFi, you probably are to.

But one thing I've noticed is that in the United States at least, we aren't happy with life how it is.  I know I am often not, always wanting the latest thing or to be somewhere else.  Because of my privileged life, I keep on grasping for more, never being satisfied.  

What struck me during my Mexico trip though, was not the fact that life was so different there.  It was how they treated that fact. 

From the kids that I played with and the people that I met while on work projects, I never heard complaints about their life.  They were content with where they were, something that I need to learn.

When I returned to the States on Saturday, my first thought was that it was sad that I had to buckle my seat belt again.   However, my next thoughts were about how different life was on each side of the border wall.  

Even while waiting in line at the Tecate border crossing, a stark contrast appeared between the walls that divided the two countries.  One was rich, the other poor.   One was discontent; the other was content.  

Just two sides of a wall.  Just two different mind sets.  Just 300 miles south of my house. 


Friday, July 27, 2012

Life Lessons: Poptarts, Twix Bars, and Peach Rings

Life can teach and remind you of the most ridiculous things with the most ridiculous things.  Today, he used Poptarts, Twix, and peach rings to bring out some really important points.
 

Poptarts:

When you put a Poptart inside a toaster, there is one thing that it must inherently do; pop up once it’s ready.  It won’t come out until it’s the right time.  However, it’s not the Poptart that knows when it’s the right time, it’s the toaster.  

In our lives, God is the toaster; we are the Poptart.  He prepares us each for special purposes, but we can’t rush Him.  We don’t have any control over the when, where, how, and etcetera.   It’s not our timing; it’s His.  And because it is His timing, it is perfect.

For still the vision awaits its appointed time; it hastens to the end--it will not lie.  If it seems slow, wait for it; it will surely come; it will not delay. ~Habakkuk 2:3


Twix:

Putting cookies, caramel, and milk chocolate together is a winning combination.  It’s also what makes up a Twix bar.  The equation adds up, three tasty foods put together make even tastier food.  That makes perfect sense in cooking, but not always in life.

Life is much different than a Twix bar.  Many times, there are un-enjoyable elements in it.  We may see the ingredients of our life and ask how the outcome can ever be good.  However, when there is bad in the equation, that does not mean that it is ruined.  God directs the outcome, not us; and the “bad” ingredients (namely stuff like broccoli and cauliflower) in the candy bar of life are there to grow us.  We may see the ingredients of our life and ask how the outcome can be good, but the key thing to remember is that God is in charge.

“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you a hope and a future. ~Jeremiah 29:11


Peach Rings:

Peach rings are definitely an interesting thing.  They’re a sweet, chewy candy that’s coated in sugar.  However, the best thing about them is definitely the shape.  When your tongue envelopes this piece of candy, it finds that it is a perfect circle, presenting no end true “end” to it.  These aspects that compose peach rings also apply to a very much more abstract thing, God’s love.

First aspects first, God’s love is very sweet.  It just gives me a thrill to even begin thinking about it!  He sent His only Son to die on the cross for our sins.  This gesture itself demonstrates His great love; and although His death was very sad, it also was very sweet.  

Another shared aspect of peach rings and God’s love is chewiness.  This may sounds strange to say that God’s love is “chewy”, but what I mean by this is that it is very forgiving.  Chewy candies are extremely forgiving to the shape of one’s mouth.  They do not slice or crack like hard candies are prone to do.  

The last aspect that God’s love and peach rings share is the being of a perfect circle.  God’s love will never end.  Even if you mess up so bad that nobody else in the world will accept you, God will because his love is unending.

See what kind of love the Father has given us, that we should be called children of God; and so we are.  The reason why the world does not know us is that it did not know him. ~1 John 3:1

Sunday, July 8, 2012

Alright With Okay

How many times have we heard, "it's alright, you did your best?"  How many times do we use that simple excuse to be complacent, to be alright with okay?

But what if we didn't try our best?  What if we didn't give it our all?  Is it then still fine to be happy with where we are?  Why do we strive so hard in somethings, but we exercise minimal effort with what truly matters?

Complacency leads to nowhere.  You stay where you are.  It's like running on a hamster wheel, exerting so much energy, yet not moving an inch.  Would this energy be better used elsewhere instead of feeding the nothingness of complacency?  Imagine if the hamster wheel was attached to a light bulb so that the energy exerted on the wheel could power it?  This would be so much more useful.  

Okay means average, but intertwined in average is the ability to be above-average.  And for this very reason, okay should not be okay.  No one should be alright with okay.  God gave us a purpose in life, and being alright with okay, is not alright.  Never.

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Hold My Heart: The Necessary Answer

One tear in the dropping rain
One voice in a sea of pain
Could the Maker of the stars
Hear the sound of my breaking heart?


These lyrics come from the song "Hold My Heart" by Tenth Avenue North.  Honestly, these four simple lines can seem quite dismal and depressing.  They don't need to be.  Simple and stark, they seem to be exactly as they appear.  However, these lyrics leave a question lingering in the air.

One tear in the dropping rain

A tear in rain seems just like another droplet of water, so unnoticed, so inconsequential...

One voice in a sea of pain

When the waves crash, it is deafening.  When a human speaks, it is barely audible.  In the ocean roar, a single voice can seem so lost, so unimportant...

Could the Maker of the stars

This God, the Creator of everything...

Hear the sound of my breaking heart?

To some, it's just another crack in a million.  To others, it's THEIR heart that's ripped to shreds.

The answer to this question is simple, stark, and true.  It is love, unyielding and unbending.  The Maker of the stars, MY God, the Creator of everything, does care about the sound of my breaking heart.  He cares about the sound of YOUR breaking heart.  Every tear in the dropping rain, every voice in the sea of pain is noticed by him.  They are seen; they are heard; and they are remedied through His love.