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Six Steps to Victory {How to Outsmart the Prowling Lion, the Devil}

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I’ve been thinking about that old lion lately.

The one that prowls and scans the crowds, his insatiable hunger salivating, dripping as he looks for the perfect prey.

The perfectly easy-to-pick-off prey.

In these thousands of years, the lions in Africa have not changed their hunting habits. Nor have the big cats of India or North America. No evolution in their hunting style has been required – because picking off easy prey works for them.

Recently, one of my younger kids asked me about demonic possession – not a topic we discuss too much around here. “Mom?” she asked, “Do people get demon possessed anymore? It seemed to happen a lot when Jesus was here. Does it still happen?”

She didn’t realize that she was asking a question that could be the thesis of a dissertation, that whole books have been written on the subject. And, I tend to be a long-answer-mom. I’m the parent who launches a diatribe in response to simple questions. I’m learning that’s not the always the best course. I decided, in response to this query, to keep things simple, but honest.

I prayed a little prayer, asking for the best answer. This is what I gave her:

“The enemy, Satan, is like water. Water always seeks the path of least resistance. The easiest way down. Water can roll and thunder, move a mountain’s worth of dirt, but the big rocks, the solid, high boulders, it cannot move in a single rush.

Satan looks for the easiest route and he has limited resources. He has a certain number of demons – no more, no less. and they are limited in that they are not all-knowledgable or all powerful. And, population has grown tremendously over the past few thousand years. They are losing, not winning, the battles and the war. Whenever a team is losing, they have to re-strategize, look for easier, more efficient ways to try to win.

Satan will always look for the easiest win, the easiest take-down because he’s more aware than we are of his limitations, and of his real opponent: God.

Yes, there is still demon-possession, but when distraction, oppression, physical ailments and apathy (not caring) can get the job done, then why commit a few demons to one person? Satan will choose the easy course.

Our defense is to be rock-solid. To know and be known by God, to be in community with other rock-solid believers in Jesus Christ. To know that our strength to resist Satan’s God-given power is in seeking God’s strength every, single day.”

And I’ve been watching, friends, since that conversation with my daughter, who the enemy is taking down. It makes me angry. Like little David fighting Goliath, I know that it is God’s anger in me. When I pray for those I love, I get red-cheeked and mad about the enemy flooding his lies like putrid water over their precious souls.

Peter, Jesus’ friend, disciple and denier, knew firsthand the weakness of pride and self-sufficiency that results in utter failure (Matthew 26). On the night of Jesus’ betrayal and arrest, Peter asserts with all his ruffled feathers, “Everyone else may desert you, Lord, but not I – not ever!”

Oh, Peter.

Jesus knew. Jesus knew that Peter was going to be a mudslide, a disaster, a washed up heap of pride.

Thank God for Peter and his messed-up pride. Because in his failure and redemption, in his story and because of it he can say with authority (in 1 Peter 5:5-11) what losing a battle with Satan looks like and how to win the war with Christ.

“…Be submissive to those who are older. All of you, clothe yourselves with humility toward one another, because, “God opposes the proud but gives grace to the humble.” Humble yourselves, therefor under God’s mighty hand, that he may lift you up in die time. Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you. Be self-controlled and alert. Your enemy the devil prowls around like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour. Resist him, standing firm in the faith…” 

Peter gives the battle plan for resisting the devil and all his used-up, not-at-all-fresh schemes. Satan is a poseur, an impostor well-practiced but not at all able to really change his strategy. Remember, the old saying, “The more things change, the more they stay the same.” We need not be taken off-guard by Satan. But, we do need to stay fiercely connected to Jesus Christ, our only strong defense against this enemy, this prowling beast who seeks to devour.

1. Submit to one another.

Honesty in community. This is the connective force that Christians have been given because of the sacrificial and redemptive work of Jesus Christ. He is our grace glue, the force that makes us a fibrous, resilient community. Stop faking it and be honest with the people God’s given you, be transparent. This is the only wise course. Christianity is not a solo act.

2. Submit to the authority of God.

After we practice submitting to one-another, submitting to God’s sovereignty should be easy. But, we are prideful people, always thinking that we know better than God.

There is tremendous freedom in admitting our need for God — and really, who doesn’t need an all-powerful creator, sustainer, savior and friend on their side? I know I do.

3. Allow God to fight your battles, knowing he cares about you.

This is where the enemy muddles us. He isolates us through old hurts, lies, little deceits that mislead us, and leave us alone, vulnerable, away from the community he’s given us.

Denying yourself God’s love, cutting yourself off from his true and continual flow of concern and care for you (often shown best through the aforementioned community) will leave you vulnerable to the enemy, vulnerable to the destructive nature of your own pride.

This is dangerous territory, this going it alone, this finding friends who tell us what we think we want to hear instead of allowing the practice of humility in community to strengthen and protect us.

4. Open your eyes!

Be alert! Your background, your activities, your job, your goals – none of these guarantees that you’ll stay the straight and narrow.

Look at Peter: disciple, member of the inner circle, even. Total failure. His pride and self-sufficiency blinded him and he ended up wasting opportunities to testify of his knowledge of Christ and seeing God’s ability to protect him. He watered the earth with bitter tears.

Pride, independence, self-sufficiency -these will nail you every. single. time. There is forgiveness, always. You can always turn to community and Christ. But the scripture makes it clear: learn your lesson! Get humble! It works. Humility brings healing, opens your eyes to see the spiritual truths in your here and now.

5. Don’t play the pride game.

We resist the enemy best when we are standing firm in the faith. How do we stand firm in the faith? Repeat #1-5.

6. Repeat #1-5! 

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Friend,

I am praying for you, my readers. I will pray for your protection from the enemy. Will you cooperate with God’s plan for victory? What areas of your life weaken you, isolate you, make you easy pickings for that old lion, that old silver tongued serpent? How can I pray for you so that you stay in community, stay in God’s care and win with Christ?

Alyssa

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Show Up, Kneel Down, Seek God {3 Things Real Friends Do}

“I wish the others could have come,” his small voice said wistfully from the backseat, “They would have liked to cheer me on.”

We were heading to Seattle for a dance competition, Nikko’s first with his all-boy hip-hop group.

Our weekend trips usually include all four kids and maybe a pet, a lot of pit-stops along the way, snacks, copious quoting from movies and at least an argument or two.

This was the most time Nikko had ever spent in a car with his parents and two full rows of seats all to himself. He might have been thrilled, but instead he was a little lonely, even for the conflict that siblings so readily provide.

I believe at the heart of Nikko’s response to the vast empty back-seat of the Honda was this: he is part of a community and community is part of him.

He has related this deep appreciation for other people who have been constantly in his life. His neighbor buddy from across the street has been his friend since diaper days. Not long ago Nikko said to me, “Mom, I can’t imagine my life without Christian. He has always been my friend.”

I love watching the appreciation and value of relationship develop in my children. It fosters a sense of belonging and interdependency. I love watching that happen in grown-ups, too.

This past week, seven men sat in my basement and prayed.

Busy men with grown-up responsibilities, families, jobs and commitments set aside everything for a few hours to meet in prayer for their friend who called for help. They bended knee, they embraced, they followed this instruction from Peter:

Humble yourselves, therefore, under God’s mighty hand that he may lift you up in due time. Cast all your anxiety upon him because he cares for you. {1 Peter 5:5-6}

Then, they came upstairs and ate the leftovers from my family dinner and by this, made my simple ham and noodle dinner a holy feast.

And I stayed in my room for the beauty of it.

Because out there, in the kitchen, in the faces of my friends and my husband I saw Christ and the hard-fought humility of his love for us. It was too much for me, so I stayed back in my room and prayed this would be, for them, a night of memorial stones. A place they could each touch back to when they feel alone and in need of community.

Because we all need to be cheered on. We all need the companionship and challenge that our friends provide.

We need the family that bears the name of Christ to show up on doorsteps and in basements and into the lives of one another. We need the linking of arms because life is a battle and the enemy is persistent and the wounds reach deep enough that without those arms linked in a chain, the legs aren’t strong enough to stand.

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Friends,

We’ve all been blessed and let down (even hurt) by members of our communities, families, churches. Might I encourage you to press on arm in arm with the people in your community and make yourself willing to participate in these three activities of Christian love?

1. Show Up

2. Kneel Down

3. Seek God

This never fails. It may be uncomfortable, but it is undeniably effective. If you don’t have friends that Show Up, Kneel Down and Seek God together, I encourage you to ask your Father in Heaven, who gives generously (James 1) to lead you to a community of imperfect people who seek the face of our perfect God. People who will do this with you and for you are your truest friends.

Blessings,

Alyssa

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{Tears}

They’ve been showing up often these days.

Unbidden and not always welcome, however I’m learning to accept their presence.

These tears of mine.

I squeeze my eyes, swallow hard, screw up my face to hold them in, but they insist on spilling.

I’m a strong person, logical and sensible, and although I experience emotions, I don’t enjoy readily putting them on display. Crying makes me puffy and pink.

And vulnerable.

But I’m learning to see these tears differently.

They’ve become

little baptisms of the spirit, tiny floods of praise,

rivulets of gratitude and pools of praise.

This christening of tears is a dedication to my Savior and a renewal of who I want to be in him. Like a helpless baby, I’ve been saved, rescued, given life anew and I’m swaddled in grace, cradled in love, rocked by the strong right arm of God. And that is the only place I want to  be.

Because friend, life can knock the wind out of you.

The unexpected can threaten and loom and like gale-force winds, rip through your life to the very foundation of who you are. And when that happens, when all you’ve worked for and all you’ve lived for is pulled off, when you are no longer

wife,

daughter,

sister,

co-worker,

friend,

enemy,

mother,

leader,

follower

and you are just and only you, the material of your foundation is all that matters.

There will come a day when there is only breath available for a few words. What will they be?

Mine were:

Help

God

And the rest was spirit; my body couldn’t produce the words, my mouth couldn’t form them, even my mind could not think them. If the last two words I ever spoke were those two, it would be enough. God would help.

God would help in the way that would be best for me. Because he loves me and he made a promise. He answered my prayer and provided people to save my life. And although there has been (and is) suffering, I am still, always, forever, in his hand. And the words I speak daily are the same: Help God.

So the tears are welcome friends. And sometimes, when I am alone (or feel alone) and I breathe with lung repaired, I let the tears come baptize me again because they remind me of who I really am.

I am God’s child.

And all the other labels slip off — sister, friend, wife, daughter, mother…I am no longer clothed in the filmy, flimsy garments of this world, but I am made bare, humbled in the presence of God. Untethered and unfettered, I am free to accept his help.

Friend, his hand is there for you. And his hand is mighty.

He is strong enough to pull you out and up from any earthly mess.

And you do not need to worry. He cares for you.

Even when no one else does. Even when the people who should care, don’t. Even when you are alone in a river of tears, he cares for you. He will help.

“Humble yourselves, therefore, under God’s mighty hand; that he may lift you up in due time. Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you. And the God of all grace, who called you to his eternal glory in Christ, after you have suffered a little while, will himself restore you and make you strong, firm and steadfast.” {1Peter 5:6,7,10}

And that’s why I sometimes cry.

I submerge myself in the waters of this world and come up renewed, remade, recreated in the life of Christ.

If it takes tears to fill that baptismal, so be it.

Because life apart from Jesus is no life at all.


 

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Megapixel Miracles

The anticipation of change is electric. We feel it on bare arms as each tiny hair stands lifted on a breeze of molecular tension.We try to breath it in, but the air is charged and tastes strange. We hold collective breath and wait.

We saw it on the sky that night as the brilliant blue waned to pale and water-light. The north and south skies were ripped through, dazzling in electric orange, slippery salmon, and pink of every shade like Bahamanian beach houses.

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We Now Interrupt This Life For…Gratefulness

“Mom”
“Yeah, honey,” I answered. Distracted, driving on the freeway, barely listening.
“Did God or Jesus create the whole world?”
“Well, both, together. They are both part of God.”
“Well,” he declared, “God is GOOD!”

“Yes, he is.”

“I mean look at this world! He made it all. Just wonder if we weren’t ever born, we couldn’t see all this!”

My youngest, the boy, sat looking out the side window of the car, watching concrete and steel speeding by in a blur. A sky the color of bachelor buttons brushed with the lightest clouds hung suspended over our city like lapis set on a bezel of scaffolding.

It was just an ordinary trip across town on an average day. What was he seeing that I was missing?

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