CONUNDRUM

There has been a constant companion in my life, who I didn’t like much.  He’s cast shadows across my days since I was a toddler.  He’s not a person.  He’s an expectation of behavior that changes within cultures; a real moving target.  He can be oppressive and stifle spirits, but he can also offer safety and security.  “Just do as I say,” he entreats.  But when the person wielding him, doesn’t offer him in love, it becomes oppressive.  It’s the person or institution who uses him that makes him either dangerous or helpful.  He calls himself obedience and he’s a conundrum. 

Obedience has taken on many shapes and forms in my life.  As a child, I was supposed to obey my parents.  This didn’t always happen.  As an adult, I’m supposed to obey the law.  With the exception of a couple traffic tickets, I’m a good citizen.  As an adult Christian, I’m supposed to follow the religious law; the Ten Commandments, Great Commission, New Covenant law of loving God and loving your neighbor as yourself.  Hmmm, honestly, I think I do a better job driving. 

Everywhere I look, it seems there is something I need to obey.  Like a guardrail in my life, obedience has sometimes kept me safe, but other times when I refused to stay on the mandated road, I have done extensive body damage to my car.  Obedience has mangled aspects of me.  He has shut me down.  He has made me into a people pleaser.  And, after so many side-swipes and close calls, he has succeeded in making me a rule follower.  This unfortunately, elevates my own self-regard, which is a very dangerous thing because I come very close to being a Pharisee. See, I told you he was a conundrum.

He is defined as; compliance with an order, request, or law or submission to another's authority.  Doesn’t sound much fun, does it? Doesn’t even sound loving!  The concordance in my Bible has a column of Scriptures that feature him.  When I look at the long list, that seem to wag its finger at me, I get stiff with indignation.  I feel cloaked in religion instead of covered by Christ’s righteous. 

Years ago, a good friend believed God called their family to move out of state.  She did NOT want to go, but surrendered to what she and her husband believed was God’s call on their life.  Before they moved, in one of our last small group meetings, she sat uncharacteristically quiet. Just before she left she used the “obedient” word and you might as well have given her last rites.  It sounded like a torturous submission, like she had no choice, like she was powerless.  I was horrified!

Once moved I watched my friend struggle, but then eventually adapt. That was the beginning of a more intimate portrait of obedience for me.  After some time, I realized that ripping her away from her community and family was tortuous, but she did have a choice, and she was not powerless.  She chose to love The Lord who gave them the call to move, more than she loved her present life.  She was being obedient because she could trust in someone greater than herself.  Her response wasn’t motivated by religion, it was motivated by love. 

In God’s eyes, obligation or fear have no part in obedience – only love does.  He sets boundaries for us because He knows what’s best for us.  In a sin-laden world without guardrails, driving off cliffs is your alternative. 

A long time ago while preparing a MOPS talk on The Five Love Languages, Jesus showed me that He had His own love language. I guess we don’t always think about that, at least I hadn’t, but when He gave me eyes to see this, it was a game changer:

John 14:15, “If you love me, you will obey what I command.”

John 14: 21, “Whoever has my commands and obeys them, he is the one who loves me.”

John 14: 23, Jesus replied; “If anyone loves me, he will obey my teaching.”

John 14:24, “He who does not love me will not obey my teaching.”

After repeating how we can love Him through obedience four times in ten verses, Jesus shows us how He modeled this:

John 14: 31, “but the world must learn that I love the Father and that I do exactly what my Father has commanded me.”

Love –> Obedience…, yeah this was a conundrum to me for sure!  So, what happens when something, that has been part of your entire life, suddenly has new meaning?  A concept that always felt heavy, suddenly turned from oppressive to desirous.  Yes, desirous!  I can’t even believe I typed that word, but I really wanted to love Jesus in His love language. 

In the beginning how I felt when obeying, mattered less than the willingness of my heart to submit to my trusted Savior.  It wasn’t long before Jesus moved me down the path to a new obedience challenge.  I was obeying, but I was putting my people pleasing self to work and became embroiled in the outcomes.  Everything had to be perfect!  This is where He told me to hold the outcomes loosely and leave them up to Him.  Oooh, this was tough to do, but I worked at backing off and focusing more on my “process”.  I can come up with a process for anything! I figured I’d handle that and let Jesus handle the outcome…, yeah – nope!

At one point, I felt the tug on my heart to connect women mentors with younger women.  I didn’t even know where to begin.  The logistics were mind-boggling.  I felt a clear message to just assemble the mentors, without a plan! I rarely do anything without a plan!  But, God gave me the sense that the process would come out of the collective group and not just from me.  I started with a couple mentor/mentee pairs and let them know that there wasn’t a formal plan.  They worked out their own logistics and everything went well.  God had it.  He just asked me to make the connections. 

Letting go of the process as well as the outcome was a huge step in obedience and self-discipline.  The biggest surprise in all of this was that by doing so, I experienced freedom!  It’s difficult to explain, but when God calls me to do something, He’s only asking me for my small part.  He ensures me that He’s got the rest. 

I’ve recently returned from a speaker and writer’s conference called She Speaks.  There was plenty of networking opportunities and every table I sat at had women who said they didn’t know why they were there, they were just being obedient to Jesus’ call.  It was the majority of the women I encountered, and I was bowled over by the commitment they made to see what God wanted them to do with their precious stories of Him.  It was truly remarkable.  They were free from expectations and free from performance pressures, which freed them up to learn and fully experience the conference. 

Stepping into obedience, without fixating on the outcome, or how it’s going to happen, ushers you into a spiritual freedom like nothing else.  This type of obedience is motored by love that originates from a close relationship with Christ.  Remember when I said it depends on who is wielding obedience?  Christ is the perfect example of who we can always depend on to transform our obedience into freedom.  This is not a conundrum at all.  It’s God’s plan, demonstrated most visibly by His Son obeying, to the point of death on a Cross, so that we can experience that freedom! So, I encourage you to love Jesus in His love language and receive that special gift of freedom He has for you.

PONDER

What do you think about obedience?  What/who impacts your perception of him? Is he a friend, or foe?  What drives your obedience, fear/obligation or love?

On a scale of 1 – 10 how well do you:

-   Let go of the outcome?

-   Let go of the process?

-   Let God drive things?

WITNESS

Who demonstrates loving obedience best in your life?  Where do you see fearful obedience? What do you think about Jesus obeying, in light of the discovery that there’s freedom in obedience?

ACTION

Try this formula when you believe God is calling you to be obedient:

           1)   Listen to God.

      2)    Pray.

      3)   Confirm with another believer that it’s God’s will.

      4)     If so, then step out in faith.

      5)     Do your part.

      6)    Watch God move.

      7)    REPEAT often.

The Cat

[STORY BACKDROP]

My ninety-one year old mother-in-law, affectionately known as Grandma Ruth, moved in with us this spring. She lived with my sister-in-law, Pat, until Pat passed away last fall from ALS.  Pat owned a cat, who Grandma Ruth named and inherited.  She called him Scotty. My husband’s name is Scott. Yes, this is just one of the strange things in this story!  

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We didn’t want the cat; a beautiful creature with fat patches of snow white and butterscotch fur.  Pat’s daughter didn’t want the cat either and we seemed to be at a stalemate with his future. Ruth offered to put him down, but we weren’t going to let her do that! So the cat was coming despite my list of concerns and my disgruntledness.  

On my grumpy list of ‘no way can we take the cat’ was our dog.  We didn’t know how she would interact with him, as she was generally ferocious to any other four legged creatures. Allergies were another concern.  I had guests scheduled to come in town and they were now going to have to bring their Epipens.  But the one biggie on the list was dealing with the cat fur.  The ‘long haired cat’ cat fur!  I like cats. I’ve had cats.  But I’ve never liked what came along with all the fur.  So, by taking him in I was taking one for the team, and I made sure everyone knew it.

Fast forward a few months. Months of awkward cohabitation transitions of both animal and human specie.  Neither time or proffered affection toward the cat helped, because I still didn’t want all that came along with him.

So imagine my surprise when one Sunday last month I came home from a lunch date with a friend to find Grandma Ruth stooped over the motionless body of the cat.  He lay on his side, with his eyes (his yellow eyes) open.  

I walked in, carrying my work backpack and was confused by what I saw.  She hovered above him at a 90-degree angle, straining to tug his leg and tail. While she called his name over and over I said to her, “Ruth he isn’t responding. What happened?” I dropped my backpack on the kitchen counter and with dread looked over the sink at the scene from a safe distance. The cat was dead! I didn’t realize it, but I was in the initial stages of freaking out.

She said, “I heard a noise and thought Scott (the human) fell off the ladder.”  

I ran to the porch and hollered for Scott, who was re-screening the porch, “Scott, come quick!”

He yelled back, “What’s the matter?”

“It’s the cat!” I nearly shrieked, giving voice to my freaking out. 

“The cat?” he replied.  I could tell his alarm dropped considerably.  He was most likely thinking that something had happened to his mom.  We met on the screened in (or almost screened in) porch, and you know how when you get nervous you can laugh inappropriately?  I’m embarrassed to say I couldn’t contain the bubbly laugh that erupted as I said, “I think the cat is dead!”

Without much of an expression, Scott finds his way to the cat and shoos the dog away. “Take her,” he directs me.

I grab Bella, our 15 pound, non-shedding, Shih Tzu, and maintain a safe distance (again) by standing in the living room, peering over the couch.  I clutch the dog and watch as Scott gets on the floor, strokes the cat and looks for a pulse.

Ruth, who has been standing over the cat the entire time, goes and gets water to sprinkle on his face.  Even after a dousing, the yellow eyes remained open and vacant.  Scott pronounces that the cat is gone.

I’m standing afar, thinking this can’t be happening!  It was so sudden and shocking!  Guilt creeps in as I acknowledge that all I ever did was complain about the cat.  I complained about the tufts of white fur strewn all around the house and layered on the cloth couches and dining room chairs.  One day I was baking and clumps were on the stove top – ick, gag, yuck!  I scheduled the cleaning service to come more often to keep up with it and even took him, for the first time ever, to get brushed out at a groomer. He did not like me for that.

The cat was big, (almost 30 pounds) plus what looked like another 10 pounds of fur.  He was good and kept to himself, so he wasn’t a bother, BUT HIS HAIR was getting to me and I complained about it every chance I could get.  In fact, I had just finished complaining to my friend at lunch, before I walked in the door to find him dead!

I’m mortified to admit that as I was standing there repeating aloud, “Oh my gosh, I can’t believe this!” in a guilt-ridden stupor, a Scripture verse floated through my head: Delight yourself in The Lord and he will give you your heart’s desire. My freaking out and my guilt swelled!

The story we get out of Ruth is that she heard the dog and cat running around and then heard a loud noise.  Since it wasn’t Scott falling off the ladder she got up to see what it was and found the cat. She believes the cat ran into the wall and just died.  Yes, you read that right! Is that not tragically funny, or what?

We have no other explanation and our only witness is the dog.  We know Bella has a history of cleaning house with other animals (that’s another blog), so in my mind she is totally suspect!  But we will never know.  Ruth believes they were playing, but the cat never wanted anything to do with the dog.  I don’t think it was playing as much as it could have been fleeing!

I call our Vet and get their Sunday recording for the emergency Vet.  Scott stuffs the nearly 30 pound cat into a cat carrier that would accommodate a 15 pound animal comfortably. (How he traveled 2 days by car from Colorado in it was amazing to me.)

While Scott is off disposing of the body Ruth and I chat, or rather, I’m still freaking out saying, “I can’t believe this!” and “Oh my gosh!”  In between my incredulous hysterics our conversation turns. Initially Ruth stated matter-of-factly that things happen with animals all the time, and what are you gonna do?  She said he was Pat’s cat and wouldn’t have anything to do with her until Pat died.

In the course of our chat I said, “I’m so sorry, I know he’s your last link to Pat.” My guilt pokes at me again as the woman who never cries, can barely get the following words out because she’s so choked up with emotion.  

She manages to say between tears, “He was so happy here.  He hasn’t been happy since he left Chicago four years ago. I’m so glad he got to experience it here.”  Oh man, just torture me now!  I felt as if someone had stuck a pitchfork in my chest!

I asked if Ruth was happy here too and she nodded and said yes, which was heart-warming and assuaged a bit of my emotional distress.  I said, “You’re going to miss him aren’t you?” and she nodded again with new tears streaming down her cheeks.  He was just sitting on her lap the day before.  It was rare for him to be out during the day and she was petting him; both were quite happy and content.

I couldn’t sleep that night. I wrestled with my lack of remorse, yet would never have wanted the cat to die!  He was only 8 years old and I figured we’d have him for a long time.

Our Community Group was studying a book about feelings and that week we conveniently covered the chapters of guilt and shame!  As I tossed and turned I remembered that guilt comes as a result of something you ‘did’.  So, I began to review my actions toward the cat.  

·      We chose to receive him, rather than have him put him down.

·      We created space for his stuff and needs.

·      We investigated and inquired about his prescription food.

·      When he let me, I’d pet him and gave him affection. He was a beautiful cat.

In conclusion, I chose to operate above my feelings of inconvenience and intolerance. While I shared them via complaints to anyone who would listen, I didn’t share them with Ruth or even the cat.  My heart may not have been pure, but my action toward them was.  Since guilt is a response to things that you ‘do’, it dawned on me that I had never hurt the cat.  My actions were above reproach and while I wish I could say my heart was too, in this case it was actions that mattered.  

My heart will always have aspects of selfishness in it, and it’s that for which I’ve asked forgiveness.  If I have learned anything though it’s this: you don’t have to have your heart and actions aligned in order to love.  Love is truly a verb, an action that comes from a choice to sacrifice a freedom we want or feel entitled to, so that we can experience something greater.

I love Ruth, and the cat was a recipient of that love through some personal sacrifices I made, and regrettably complained about. As I write this I can see where God is taking me next... Can I forsake and sacrifice the next time in quiet humility instead of complaining? Can God be the only one to know the sacrifice I make to whomever I love next?  My prayer is that He can bring me to this place.  A place where an appearance of external peace would not betray the internal discontent. Because, ultimately, it is okay to be at odds with myself in order to love someone else well and demonstrate to others that that’s what’s most important – the loving, not the sacrifice!  

I realize the importance of acknowledging feelings, and work them out privately or with a trusted friend, but in my experience my feelings often are not to be trusted to carry out the will of God. John 3:30 says, "He must become greater, I must become less."

Every part of my base nature, in this case the selfish complaining, must become less and the loving must become more.  Once again God has graciously given me a new picture of what that looks like.  And I know He offers me holy fulfillment when I can do just what He did for me.

So, the cat is gone, but he has left a valuable life lesson.  And for that I am very grateful.

Goodbye Scotty~

PONDER

How does guilt impact your life?  See the definitions below in the resource section to identify if it’s drawing you closer to God or if you’re being deceived.

WITNESS

Who in your life can be a sacred sounding board to share and work out your feelings with?

Look for someone who demonstrates quiet humility and get to know them better.

ACTION

This week count how many times you complain about doing something for someone that you’d rather not do.  Provided it’s to love someone well, ask God to help your heart love sacrificially, in fulfillment, and for His glory.  When we ALL do this it fulfills God’s plan for us.

Become aware of any mistakes or errors you make over the next few weeks.  If you find yourself blaming “the system” or others, stop and assess your own responsibility.  Become aware of what your discontent looks like.  

RESOURCE

GUILT

is what we feel when we actually do something wrong.  Guilt is always about behavior. Through guilt our hearts confront behavior, and behavior, in turn, exposes the state of our hearts.  Guilt is relational. It speaks to the pain we have caused ourselves, others or God and drives us to forgiveness.

Healthy SHAME

is humility, it tells me that I am limited and that I need other’s help. Living with healthy shame is living within your appropriate authority, it shows us how deficient we are without others and God to help us live fully.

Toxic SHAME

creates self-rejection. We believe we should hide who we are, believing that we are defective and worthless.  Unlike guilt that gives us freedom, toxic shame increases the bondage of hopelessness.  It tells us we are never free.  It tries to work for forgiveness – to make us perfect. It tries to make us earn what is a gift from another’s heart.

Guilt always points to the need for forgiveness and reconciliation.  If the sense of guilt persists after honest searching, it’s probably not guilt. It is usually toxic shame telling us that we are bad, defective incompetent, or unforgivable. Go to God to break the chains of deception and accept His love and truth that you are a Child of the King, an heir and dearly loved!

Book referenced: The Voice of the Heart; a call to full living, by Chip Dodd.

SCRIPTURE

Hebrews10:22

…let us draw near to God with a sincere heart in full assurance of faith, having our hearts sprinkled to cleanse us from a guilty conscience and having our bodies washed with pure water.  

1 John 1: 9 & 10

If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness.  If we claim we have not sinned, we make him out to be a liar and his word has no place in our lives.

Joel 2:13

Rend your heart and not your garments.  Return to the Lord your God, for he is gracious and compassionate, slow to anger and abounding in love, and he relents from sending calamity.

Psalm 51:17

The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit; a broken and contrite heart, O God, you will not despise.

As a certified Christian Life Coach I can help you move from where you are to where God wants you to be. If you are interested in creating awareness around guilt and shame then let’s chat. I'd love to be your champion in what God is calling you to do!

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Reality Testing

What is real these days? Entertainment gives us reality TV, which isn’t so real because most of it is highly manipulated by the producers to elicit shocking outcomes.  And then there’s the news. Nowadays we have real news and fake news… yes, one of the latest trending topics has been about “fake news”. Fake news has been described as fabricated content designed to fool readers and subsequently made viral through the Internet to crowds that increase its dissemination.  Wikipedia reports over 50 fake news internet sites and 60 minutes recently did a story on it unearthing the dangers of being gullible. Finding what’s real and what’s true has never been harder!

Sometimes, however, we can’t blame being gullible because there are times we operate within lies that we know are not true.  For instance, when you or I walk across the floor, we believe that we are on a solid, flat surface that doesn’t move.  However, the reality is that we are actually on a big ball of dirt, called Earth, that is spinning and revolving around the sun in space.  Our perception of what we physically feel doesn’t match what’s real; we live as if the planet is not tipped on its axis and spinning faster than we ever could imagine, but regardless of what we feel, when we believe we are not moving, we are living a lie.

The age-old art of magic tricks is an entertaining way we allow misperceptions to fool us. The hand is quicker than the eye and we could swear that the magician tore that dollar bill.  If you want to really do a perception check, watch an episode of The Carbonaro Effect.  In this candid camera, magician show people contort their thoughts to align with the most bizarre things that their eyes see.  It’s hilarious, but it’s also scary to think how far we are willing to bend the implausible to fit with our reality.

Then there are times we are just mistaken and don’t realize it.  I remember driving down to Florida in the fall and noticed what looked like a field covered in snow. Despite the fact that I knew I was in Florida, in September, and there was no way it could be snow, this Chicago girl still exclaimed, “Is that snow?” It wasn’t snow, it was fields of cotton stretching a swath of white across the land.  Imagine my surprise! Had we not gotten closer to see the truth, I’m sure I would have spun incredulous tales of snow in Florida.

Sometimes I’m not mistaken though; sometimes I simply cloak truth in my own bias. Bias that can deceive and mislead as much as a magician can!  I have working biases that act as a lens of my own experiences, expectations, hopes, and motives.  This makes perceiving truth a lot harder.

Our biases, our being mistaken, or our relying on our senses are just a few ways our faulty perception masquerades as truth.  What’s really startling though, is that most of us realize that this happens and purposely operate from that truth.  I’ve been in meetings where someone has said, “Perception is reality, so we need to go with it.” The perception is reality, adage has been around for a long, long time and speaks truth about how most of us operate in this false manner.  Other versions of it include the Jewish Talmud which says, “We don’t see things the way they are. We see them the way we are.”  Stephen Covey says it in a more contemporary voice, “We see the world not as it is, but as we are.” This may be valid for how we operate, but whatever variation you choose, wouldn’t you rather live with what’s real?  

 

So, what is real? I love this quote by Philip Dick, “Reality is that which, when you stop believing in it, doesn’t go away.” We are on a spinning planet circling around the sun, whether we feel like it or not.  Depending on perception alone doesn’t only fool us in our physical world, it also bleeds into our emotional and spiritual world.  When we depend on inaccurate emotional perceptions to be our reality, we live a lie. In the same way we experience our spinning planet, we also have a God who loves us, whether we feel it or not.

To a deeper extent my mind will chatter with things like, “I am not enough” or “I’m not wanted”. These thoughts are anchored in beliefs (or mis-beliefs) which impact the way I see myself and the world.  Faulty, ingrained misconceptions about who I think I am are often much stronger than the knowledge of who I know I am in Christ, which is where we, as Christians, are to cultivate truth.

Assumptions about others and lies about ourselves are false perceptions that keep us from growing spiritually. Managing our perception is key. Perceptions are amoral, (in the sense that it’s the intake of information through your senses, which has no right or wrong), until you attach a belief to it. Some of us live entirely on perceptions that uphold irrational beliefs. Some of us, sadly, are shackled to beliefs that we just haven’t challenged or fact-checked with God.  Wouldn’t you rather live with God’s truth?  

When I’m cornered by thoughts that are the harbinger of deceptions, I look to the truth spoken in the Bible.  God’s view of me is that I am enough in Christ.  I wasn’t created to be enough on my own, I’m called to a relationship with Jesus and other Christians to find completeness.  This truth is what I use to combat faulty perceptions that fetter my spirit.  God’s truth is wrapped up in sixty-six different books that have been sustained through the ages and have been verifiably validated.  To me this is truth I can, and do, rely on.

Living in the light of God’s truth isn’t easy for me; it requires a discipline of reframing my thoughts with God’s truth. A skill that helps me do this is called reality testing. Reality testing is a core emotional intelligence competency that can be developed to positively impact your perception of others and yourself. Prayer is the working ground where I use this skill to challenge the perceptions that cause me to deny God’s reality and to live a lie.  As a child of God I am called to acknowledge what is real no matter how difficult the reality is, because the truth is that God is bigger and provides the hope to carry me through.  Wouldn’t you rather live with that reality?

PONDER:

What’s one area of your life where misperceptions hold you back?
Where does the root of that misperception come from?
What does God’s truth say about it?

WITNESS:

On a scale of 1 to 10 (1= least/10= most) how open are you to feedback?
Who is someone that is able to give you reality checks in a good, kind, and healthy way?
How do you allow God’s truth to help test your reality?

ACTION:

Find God’s truth in the Bible and reframe the lie or deception with it.  Pray this truth for a month.

SCRIPTURE 

Jeremiah 31:3   I am His beloved

1 John 3:1  I am a child of God

Ephesians 2:10  I am God’s masterpiece

1 Peter 2:24  I am forgiven

Colossians 2:10  I am whole in Christ

Deuteronomy 31:8  I am never alone

2 Corinthians 2:15  I am an exquisite fragrance

Galatians 5:1  I am free!

As a certified Christian Life Coach I can help you move from where you are to where God wants you to be. If you are interested in assessing your reality testing competency then let’s chat. I'd love to be your champion in what God is calling you to do!

Taking a Turn

It’s been way too long since I’ve blogged.  The silence has felt like a spiritually induced ‘hold’.  I’ve written, but haven’t been moved to post.  This blog has actually taken 3 different turns itself.  It’s definitely been a strange time.

While I enjoyed writing about people who live out loud for Jesus, as well as topics that get you thinking, the Lord has me taking Witness and Ponder to a different format and focus.  The format will be more of a resource, than a web journal, and the focus will incorporate more coaching elements. I believe this is what God was hatching all those months on hold!  

Most people take what they love and become an expert in it.  But not me! I’ve taken my biggest weakness and have become credentialed in it.  I’m certified in emotional intelligence and am a Professional Life Coach, but, even so, I still have to strenuously work out the spiritual and emotional outcomes that I want in my life.  Just because I know what to do, doesn’t mean it’s easy for me to do. Can anyone else relate?

Knowledge, of course, is valuable, but in many cases can just be something that I know and don’t activate.  For instance, I know about healthy eating and financial stewardship, but I don’t always do what I’m supposed to do.  Even something as small as a good intention that doesn’t get carried out is an example of the uselessness of the knowledge that I hold.  So, if knowledge is power, how can it be so impotent for me at times?

Here’s what I’ve learned: Knowledge doesn’t make the changes in our lives without harnessing motivation.  However, motivation (the reason we have for acting) is a creature unto itself with a natural bent toward selfishness or fear. On their own neither knowledge or motivation are tremendously valuable.  What makes them powerful change agents is wisdom.  

This fascinating virtue is the sinew that wraps the bones of knowledge and motivation, and propels them into action.  Wisdom not only knows what to do, and wants to do it, it actually summons self-control in order to get it done. Wisdom is not sedentary and it does not stockpile.  It is dynamic and purposeful. I used to think that wisdom was a combination of knowledge + experience, but I’m convinced now that wisdom’s distinguishing mark is ACTION.  Wisdom knows what is good, is motivated to have what is good, and is willing to do what is good.  In short, wisdom does what knowledge knows.

 And what’s even more beautiful is that all you have to do is ask God for it!

James 1:5, If any of you lacks wisdom, you should ask God,

who gives generously

to all without finding fault, and it will be given to you.

Aspects of wisdom involve self-mastery.  According to the Collins English Dictionary, “Self-mastery is the ability to take control of one's life without being blown off course by feelings, urges, circumstances etc.  Self-mastery is that condition whereby your body is your servant and not your master.”  This skill is one of the most important facets to self-leadership and the most critical component to great leadership.  Beyond leadership benefits, self-mastery’s domain is the bridge between the soul and the self.

This self-control is something that my soul longs for each day; because I don’t want the chocolate chip cookies to win, I don’t want to blurt out unedited thoughts, and I don’t want my feelings to get the best of me or injure others.  I have been blown off course more times than I care to admit, and I’ve worked hard to mitigate that!

This is the new focus of this blog.  We’re going to aim for soul freeing, character building, Holy Spirit fueled self-control!  Uh-oh, am I losing you?  Are you slipping away with “ughhhh” thoughts? Hang in there for a minute.  

I know this doesn’t sound sexy or exciting, in fact our world shouts the exact opposite, but if we’re all honest we know that one of the things chipping away at our soul is the pitfalls of trying to be the best version of ourselves.  Think about the people you respect and those you don’t.  As Christians we tend to  respect those who have a higher level of self-control, and a giving spirit.  This doesn’t come naturally for most of us, in fact self-leadership is my struggle, self-control is my deficit, self-mastery is my hard place and, because this is so, I’m convinced God has called me to be the, “If I can do it, anyone can do it!” poster child for this.   

That’s why I’m passionate about sharing the insights and tools that I use as an emotional intelligence coach.  Jesus has spent decades developing these skills in me.  I wish I could say that this weakness has become a strong, ripped, sculpted muscle, but I can’t.  It is, however, hard-won wisdom from decades of self-development in both the emotional and spiritual realms. It is tested, approved and driven by the proof of my own transformation.

If that is something you want too, then take this turn with me.  As we lock arms I will share what I have studied, been inspired by, and personally lived out. You will learn the tips, tricks, and tough-to-tackle stuff that will keep most pain and embarrassment (the by-lines in my life story) away.  The end goal here is to shorten your learning curve.  To shave off years or even decades of learning the hard way and to even become unstuck if that is where you find yourself. Our focus will be the undercurrents of our emotional and spiritual selves, because they are microscopically entwined. Our goal will be emotional and spiritual harmony, because the gift of that is peace. Sounds good, doesn’t it?

The only thing we can ever hope to control is ourselves, and that’s a critical component to self-leadership.  Self-leadership applies to anyone who leads a family, a flock, or a fortune 500 company, because all of us need to lead ourselves well.  I do however, have a soft spot in my heart for ministry leaders, so if you have a Christian friend in that arena, please share this with them.  The hope is that God will forge this process with grace and that the wisdom he offers will be the catalyst for the change you desire.  I know it can be done! So, take this turn with me; start now and watch God move in your life!

PONDER:

What specific area in your life is God calling you to exercise more self-mastery?

What would life be like if you were able to summon the necessary self-control?

WISDOM’S ACTION:

What is the first step you can take to create a small victory?

WITNESS:

Who can encourage you and help you pray about making a change?

Where would you want the most help from God?  Ask for it in prayer as you pray for wisdom.

RESOURCE:

Self-leadership:

The practice of intentionally influencing your thinking, feeling and behaviors to achieve your objective/s. (Bryant & Kazan 2012)

Self-mastery:

The ability to take control of one's life without being blown off course by feelings, urges, circumstances etc.  Self-mastery is that condition whereby your body is your servant and not your master. (Collins English Dictionary. Copyright © HarperCollins Publishers)

Self-control:

Restraint exercised over one's own impulses, emotions, or desires. (Merriam Webster Dictionary).

Wisdom:

The quality or state of being wise; knowledge of what is true or right, coupled with just judgment as to action, sagacity, discernment, or insight. (Dictionary.com).

SCRIPTURE 

(Note the ‘action’ involved in each verse.)

Matthew 11:19b:

But wisdom is proved right by her actions.

Luke 2:52:

And Jesus grew in wisdom and stature and in favor with God and men.

Proverbs 4:5-13

Get wisdom, get understanding; do not forget my words or swerve from them.

Do not forsake wisdom and she will protect you; love her and she will watch over you. Wisdom is supreme; therefore get wisdom.

As a certified Christian Life Coach I can help you move from where you are to where God wants you to be. If you are looking to gain clarity and get 'unstuck' then let’s chat. I'd love to be your champion in what God is calling you to do!