The Objects of our Passion

I’ve been thinking…

I believe we’re meant to live passionately.

There’s a sure difference in my life between when I’m focused on my teaching job, which I’m not passionate about, and when I’m focused on my writing projects, which I am passionate about. Perhaps our passions are a means through which God communicates His will for us. Some people may be called to lay down their passions to pursue Him for a season (or for life) but perhaps God more commonly calls people to pursue Him through their passions.

OR…

Is He Himself meant to be our only passion?

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Do you not Know?

It’s a pattern for me. It’s a recurring issue. I resolve to appreciate the beauty of whatever season I’m in, yet I find myself fallen back into the same old, mediocrity. I tire of the rhythm of commitments I’m not passionate about.

I arrive home from work weary. I go to bed weary. And sometimes I wake up again still weary.

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God’s Sovereignty, Our Responsibility and the Influence of Angels and Demons

I’ve been reading through Exodus and the ten plagues God sent on Egypt.

If you’re not familiar with the story, the Israelites were the chosen people of God – chosen to be in a covenant relationship with Him, chosen to be blessed by Him and chosen to show His glory to the surrounding nations. At this time, however, the entire people had no land of their own. In fact, they lived in Egypt as slaves under extreme oppression.

The Lord heard their groans and promised to set them free and bring them to a land of their own. He chose Moses, an eighty-year-old Israelite, to act as a mediator between the Pharaoh, king of Egypt, and the people of Israel. He was to be their spokesperson and the one through whom God delivered His messages to Pharaoh.

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Returning to Relevant

The word first struck me a few months ago. It was during a Bible study discussion; I still have the booklet that we read out of. Writing this post, I flipped back through the pages to find the exact question we were discussing at the time, and I think it was this:

What allurements of the world are directed to young Christians?

Someone in the group answered: the pressure to be relevant.

There’s a temptation to want to identify with what everyone else is reading, watching, doing, and where they are hanging out. There’s a temptation to want to be able to engage with them in conversation about the things that they like and that will make them like us.

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Vulnerability Wrap-up

It’s New Years Eve Eve! Can you believe that 2018 is right around the corner?

With regards to life and knowing God, each of us are on a unique journey. I hope that in the year 2017, yours was as dynamic as ever as the Lord teaches you more and more about Himself through His Word and Holy Spirit. As for me, I decided near the beginning of the year, to explore the subject of biblical vulnerability.

Near the beginning of the year, I posted more regularly. If you’ve been following, you’ll know that I posted less faithfully as time went by.

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Ponderings of the Heart

But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart.

-Luke 2:19

The birth of Jesus the promised Messiah.

Perilous travels and a stable for a birthplace.

There are some details of Jesus’ birth that the Bible doesn’t state blatantly, but I think it’s safe to speculate that it would have been a source of great confusion, wondering and doubt for Mary. The census which obliged her and Joseph to travel probably vied for their attention. Even so, I wouldn’t be surprised if most of the time, even that concern was obscured by the fact that Mary – a virgin of low social standing – was about to give birth to the Christ.

Perhaps she was even troubled.

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Subtle, Anti-Vulnerability Deceitful Ways

“What does Christmas look like in your home?”

I don’t think my friend saw me shift – squirm, actually – in the seat beside her. Her eyes were on the road as she drove us through town.

“It’s different every year,” I replied, “especially since we moved to Cambodia.” I don’t think we really have any traditions. We pretty much always read the account of Jesus’ birth… we usually do something with our church, but we’re with different people each time, and the events are always different.”

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The Beautiful Gifts of our Beautiful God

Now that I’m back in Cambodia, I’m starting to find routine again. I don’t want it to be the same routine I had before leaving, though. I want to make a point of noticing the beauty around me.

I want to take time to make myself a cup of honey-lemon hot water in the morning and thank God for it. I want to pray for my students, their parents, my bosses and my coworkers as I drive to work. I want to clean my house and cook my meals to worship music.

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