Comfort in Hard Times

Elmo simply asked a question, “How is everybody doing?” Elmo was just checking in.  The precocious perpetually three and a half year old darling of Sesame Street decided to go on X (formerly Twitter) and check in on everybody during the midst of the COVID-19 epidemic..  What he received was a response that I don't think the Children's Television Workshop team expected.  Now some people responded that they were “thriving” or “unbothered.” However, others poured out an emotional dumpster fire piled high with the overwhelming pain that people were going through. 


A torrent of despair was just below the surface for so many people. Feelings of burn out, feeling neglected, unfulfilled, unloved or at one's wit's end. 


I'm not going to jump on anyone who poured out their pain on poor Elmo.


Like so many adults, I grew up on Sesame Street. I learned to read and count there. It was a safe place to grow and learn about my feelings and to make mistakes. I was a child when the original  Mr. Hooper died and had to be written out of the show.  The Sesame Street family decided to deal with his passing openly and brought us little ones into the conversation. I learned about how to deal with death and grieving from the cast of Sesame Street.  Through the screen they held my little hand and walked me through some tough spots. We learned how to solve some pretty big big problems together.  Elmo and the crew have been my friends for a long time.

Sometimes we forget that our old friends that we grew up with on Sesame Street, did not grow old with us. We grew up, they stayed the same, but the feeling of having a safe space to run to remained. 


Having safe spaces as children and as adults is important. We all need to have spaces where we are truly seen, fully heard and where our emotions are unjudged. Especially after the isolation and challenges that we experienced trying to survive the COVID-19 pandemic.  The changes of this decade have been overwhelming for so many people.  These past few years we have experienced loss and grief. We had to redefine what normal looked like in our homes and in our communities.  Safe places have felt few and far in between.  Anxiety and overwhelm have become prevalent.

The feeling of being overwhelmed quieted  my pen for a while.  Nothing could come out.  Not because there wasn't anything to write about but just trying to survive on an essential level shut down my desire to write even though that desire was essential to who I am and how I function. I needed to remember that I did have a safe place to run and you do too.

But there is a safe place where we can run. 

Jesus said, “Come unto Me all you that labor and I will give you rest. Take My yoke and learn from, from I am meek and lowly of heart and you will find rest unto your soul. For My yoke is easy and my burden is light.”  (Matt. 11:28-30)

When our burdens feel overwhelming we can run to Him.  Jesus wants us to see Him as the ultimate safe space for our problems and our pain.  He is not there with judgment, but with comfort.  Our pain may not disappear,  but He has promised to walk through it with us.

When life became more than I could bear, I ran right to Him and I heard his gentle voice give me both comfort and instruction.   “Go to therapy.”  There were both spiritual and practical tools that I needed in order to survive the season that I am in. That instruction kept me from into the bottom of a pit that I could not get out of on my own..


If you are feeling overwhelmed, run to the Rock Jesus and follow His instructions.  I'm so glad that I did.  I'm am still here to write about His grace because I did.

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until next time

xylia

NO PRESSING, NO OIL

I have been studying the seven churches in. Revelation and a church stood out to me- the Church of Smyrna. Whenever I am studying  a biblical church  or people  I always need some type of  background on them.  I need to be reminded that though they lived about two thousand years ago - these are real people, with real problems and real feelings just like you and me. I have to make them tangible in some way, so please bear with me.

Where is Smyrna?  The city is now known as Izmir in western Turkey. This was the hometown of Homer who wrote the Iliad and the Odyssey.  Smyrna was a port city; and was 35 miles away from our first Revelation church, Ephesus. It was known as one of the most beautiful and prosperous cities in the region. Smyrna and Ephesus were in competition for a time as to which city was the dominant port in the region. In the long run, Smyrna won.  

So our Smyrna church was positioned in a port city with a diversity of goods, services, people and cultures coming in and out. They are in a place where they can see and and more importantly be seen. They were also in an ancient city that had survived the transitions - the rise and fall of kings and kingdoms. They had been ruled by the Ionians, the Hellenic Greeks and now -when we encounter them - the Romans.  Smyrna did not lose its place of prominence until the rise of Constantinople and the Byzantine Empire. 

With this background in mind, let’s take a look at this love note.  Revelation chapter 2: 

8 “And to the angel of the church in Smyrna write:  The first and the last, who [e]was dead, and has come to life, says this: 9 ‘I know your tribulation and your poverty (but you are rich), and the blasphemy by those who say they are Jews and are not, but are a synagogue of Satan. 10 Do not fear what you are about to suffer. Behold, the devil is about to cast some of you into prison, so that you will be tested, and you will have tribulation for ten days. [f]Be faithful until death, and I will give you the crown of life. 11 He who has an ear, let him hear what the Spirit says to the churches. He who overcomes will not be hurt by the second death.’ (NASB)

Wow. The message to this church is not long, but it is a mouth full.    Did I mention that this is the only time that Smrnyna gets a message as a church that is recorded? They do not show up in Acts and we have no record of Paul sending them a letter like he did to Ephesus.  This, it seems, is it. And what a message to receive. You have been called to a season of suffering.

Who likes to suffer? No one likes to suffer. But it is clear that Smyrna is being called to walk through tribulation.  It is a season for the Christian that none of us can escape or ignore.  We will all have to walk through a season or even a series of trials. 

The note in a nutshell. The church of Smyrna is being asked - it’s being foretold- they are going to live up to the city’s name. Wait, live up to the city’s name? What does Smyrna mean?  Good question.  When the Hebrew Bible was translated from Hebrew into Greek- the book that became the Septuagint- the word Smyrna was used to translate the word myrrh. Myrrh in Arabic means bitter.

 The word Myrrh is one we may recognize. Myrrh was one of the gifts the wise men gave to little Jesus. Myrrh shows up multiple times in the Hebrew Bible. Myrrh was one of the oils used by Esther to purify herself in her months of preparation before her interview with the Persian king.  It is one of the oils the bridegroom used to adorn himself in the Song of Solomon. Myrrh was a part of the payment that Ishmaelite traders received when Joseph’s brothers sold him into slavery to Egypt.  Myrrh was on par with gold and other metals for its trading value. It is still expensive today.  About an ounce of it in its pure form can cost around $75.00 today.

But what is it?  It is a plant, a bush, and the resin or oil that came from it was highly valued and respected for its healing properties.  The most precious thing about the myrrh plant is its oil and the only way to get the oil out of the tree is for the tree to be cut into and the resin pressed out.

Trials and tribulation are just another way of saying that our believers in Smyrna were being called to be cut and pressed.  If you have ever seen or smelled it,  Myrrh smells a bit bitter and it has the color of darkened blood. Dried blood like you’ve been in a fight and had to get back up. Being pressed doesn’t feel good. Being pressed doesn’t look good. Tribulation tastes bitter. But after the pressing comes the benefit and the benefit is the oil. It is not a coincidence that a church in a town called Myrrh is being called to suffer.

The Smyrna church housed something precious. (remember our love note states though they think they’re poor, they are really rich.)  They housed the same thing each body of believers is supposed to have- the oil of the glory of God.  That’s why they are rich. The only way for that oil to flow at its full capacity was for the body of believers to be pressed. 

How are they being pressed?   Smyrna was being pressed in more than one way.  In more than one direction. (Isn’t this usually the way.)  They appear to be being pressed from without and from within. The authorities were coming after them. Prison was on the horizon for some of its members. As this external press is happening, internal fissures and cracks were being revealed.  The emergence of those who would promote false or incomplete belief.

Being pressed also places you in a vulnerable position. Some people will interpret that vulnerability as weakness and attempt to use it to see the upper hand.  Yielding to the will of God is never a weakness.  But internal struggle is a part of the pressing.  You are going to have some false people in your midst- some pseudo-believers trying to vie for prominence but you remain yielded anyway.

Not only are they vulnerable, not only are they pressed but Smyrna has a type of  spotlight on them.  Remember the church was in a port city, a place where their suffering could be noticed and shared.  A place where people traveled back and forth from one region of the empire to another and your private pain and suffering could become a very public thing very quickly. You could be gossiped about and your business, your private business could be aired at the docks and flung not only from one end of town to the other but to the four corners of the Roman world.  It could reverberate like the waves that hit this coastal town.

Here they are vulnerable, exposed and possibly talked about across the region. Seen suffering?  What is so important about this oil inside them that this church would be willing to go through?   

What does the oil do?   Myrrh oil was used as incense, as revenue and as medicine. Smyrna carried the same oil we are all supposed to have as believers-the oil of the Holy Spirit and it does the same thing. The prayers and praise of this church during this season was the perfume that reached Heaven’s atmosphere. Their ability to worship and stand during a crisis was what needed to be seen by a watching public.

But we are going to focus on the medicine part of this.   A season of suffering can reveal the issues in the body but it can also serve as the opportunity to heal what has been revealed.  While they were witnessing, they were also being refined.  Did I tell you what myrrh treats?  Myrrh treats diseases of the mouth. It attacks cancer cells and kills parasites in the body. It is also used to heal emotional issues caused by abandonment and lack of bonding with a nuclear family.  It is the oil recommended for use by adoptive and foster parents with their new children. Why? Because this oil is used to establish trust. Its scent creates a safe zone.

What myrrh oil does in the human body, God’s heavenly oil, the Holy Spirit, does for the body of Christ.  The Holy Spirit changes our mouths. Walking with Him through trials changes how we talk and what we talk about. The things that we thought we important before the storm can be far less critical during the trial. The things we would have said don’t come out of our mouths anymore. The Holy Spirit’s oil kills the cancers of false teaching that seek to destroy the body of Christ from the inside. This oil zaps the parasites that seek to sap the nutrients out of the body before the church can use them.

It establishes trust and safe zones, places we will need so that we can withstand the winds of personal trial.  It bonds us to people to people who are like Him. We call each other brothers and sisters without the benefit of genetics. We are not bonded through DNA but through the love of Christ, the oil of the Holy Spirit and the trials that we go through together.

We bond together through the cutting, through the pressing but boy can the pressing hurt. But without it- the oil drips, it doesn’t flow.

The Smyrna church had been asked not only to live up to the name of their city but also to the name they represented in the earth, Jesus Christ.  The first and the last; the beginning and the end. He’s the one sending this love note. And what He says next is what we should all hold on to.

In verse 10 He says. Do not fear. Do not fear. Do not fear. Do not fear what you are about to suffer. God’s vision is different from our vision. We see incomplete things. We see pieces. He sees completed things, completed works and a completed season. Just as He saw the end of Job’s saga before it even started; He saw Smyrna's.  You see, God found Smyrna worthy of being pressed. Not everyone can be trusted to serve from this type of bowed position. Not everyone can be called to walk His will out from this vulnerable place. He could trust them in a season of suffering. 

You can’t press something that doesn’t already have something on the inside. You can’t release something from empty vessels.  This transition, this season, was not a punishment. It was purposeful for releasing His glory for the benefit of the Kingdom of God and the spreading of the Gospel.

Trying to get the myrrh into a larger container, I spilled a few drops in the house. It’s been two days. My whole living room still smells like myrrh.  Imagine if I had broken the bottle.  With Smyrna God broke the bottle.  He filled the city with the scent of their oil and used it for His glory.

We all have trials of some sort that are pressing us every day. We are told what is waiting for those who endure. For if we are faithful, what is awaiting Smyrna is also awaiting us. What is waiting? A crown of life.  Our crown won’t be like the laurel leaf covered diadems made for champions of the Roman circus or games. It will be an incorruptible crown.  For He says further that, “He who overcomes will not be hurt by the second death.”

Hold on through this transition, this season of suffering for the reward waiting for you if you are faithful is great.

The Way is Holy

Our verse is for study is Psalm 77:13 

Your way, O God, is Holy: what god is great like our God? (NASB)  


The King James version says Your way, Oh God, is in the sanctuary..Most translations on the market  read. “ Your Way , oh God is Holy.  What Happened? At first it would seem as if we are talking about two different  things, until you look at the original language of the text.  The word used here in this verse is Qodosh (kadosh) which means holy or set apart.  But this word is also used to describe the holy place, which was a room, the sanctuary, within the tabernacle of Moses, and later the Temple in Jerusalem.  So, are we talking about one or the other?  We are talking about both of them.


Our God is great and He is also holy.  He tells us to be ye holy as I am holy (I believe that Peter is quoting Leviticus 19 here.)  But God knew that we could not be holy in our own capacity. Our strength is limited.  Adam fell into sin in Eden, which cut off our direct connection with God. . 

Think about, with one action, from Adam we were restricted from doing the very thing that we were born to do.  We are designed to worship, but we were misdirected  from our purpose. (You see it every day in society of people being placed on pedestals to look up to in our cultures) But that place wasn’t designed for them.  That desire to look up to someone was designed for God. 


We are designed to have a connection with God. We were created to follow Him in his way of holiness but sin cannot survive in God's presence. God  gave us a way to still be able to connect with Him. So He veiled Himself in the types and shadows we see in the Hebrew Bible (the old testament) and the sanctuary (The tabernacle given to Moses and later the Temple). 


 Moses could not see the face of God for he could not withstand His glory and live. Even the High Priest could only enter the Holy of Holies which held the ark of the covenant once a year to place blood on the mercy seat to cover the sins of Israel for the year.  

For permanent access, a more excellent way had to be provided.  

Jesus said “I Am the Way, the Truth and the Life, No man comes to the Father but by Me”

Jesus also said, I AM the Door.  Jesus is our point of access to a More excellent Way. 


If you have read a few blogs from me you know I cannot get through bible study without looking up scripture in the language and characters that it was written in.  In the original language the character for door is Dalet. It is shaped to look like the side and overhang of a door. But this door is shaped differently.  We are used to walking into doors that have overhangs that are taller than us.  Unless you are really tall, you do not have to walk through a door by bending over.  That is not true with this (dalet) door. It is shaped so that  the overhang is lower so a person would have to bend or bow down  in order to enter and pass though it.  


This is on purpose. When entering the way of faith, we bow in surrender. We exchange our ideas of how we think our life’s story should be written and we submit to the Process that God has to refine us and set us apart as recognizable citizens of His kingdom.  Our access to that journey is through our acceptance of the sacrifice of Jesus Christ as our savior.  


We also walk through the sanctuary. We accept His sacrifice on the altar. We repent and are baptized at the brazen laver.  We begin the journey of walking by faith by the light of his Word filled with the oil of His Holy Spirit...  We eat the bread of the word and begin to lift the sweet smelling incense of prayer and waft it up toward His nostrils. We learn how to commune with Him. We are refined by Him until at last the day that will come that we will be able to stand faultless before the throne, the mercy seat of holy righteous and of a loving God. Access that has been provided by the blood of Jesus.


The plans for the tabernacle (sanctuary) were created  in heavenly places and given to Moses for earthly execution. Its successor the Temple was destroyed in 70AD and the sacrifices in that building finally stopped, so since it is no longer a building, what do we do now?


But the sanctuary still lives. Where does it live?


It lives in the heart of each believer.  Just as God etched the law into stone tables and had it placed in the ark of the covenant in the Holy of Holies in the sanctuary (tabernacle). We became the receptacles of His glory. When we walk in surrender we are living breathing love letters that God sends into the to world to show what His kingdom  is like

When access was granted through the blood of Jesus he was able to etch his standard into hearts of flesh of the humans who love and serve Him. Instead of trying to match His standard on our own, He empowers us to live this set apart life.  Our surrender gives the Holy Spirit permission to whisper into our hearts daily the way that we should take  in our decision making.  He walks with us through adversity, through grief and all tough challenges that come our way and each of these challenges grow us up in God.  

So, who is great like our God?  No one.  Who would choose us?  After we destroyed the peaceful paradise of the Garden of Ede;. what other god would already have in place a plan on how to save us?  No one. Who else would  take off power and authority and fold themselves  into the womb of a woman and make himself small and helpless to come and rescue us?  No one.  Who would come back for a bride that He had   to clean up Himself? No one but our God. 

Our God is great and greatly to be Praised.


Until next time

-xylia

And then there was Time

“Time keeps on slipping into the future.”

 - Steve Miller Band


Time is a measurement that we all use everyday but none of us  know how much of it we have for the sum of our lives.  Sometimes it feels as if I do not have enough time in a day; and at others I blink and it feels like years have passed in an instant.  For years I waited for the season that God would allow me to become a biological parent. (so much so that I wrote a book about that season).  All the while, I was raising my two bonus daughters.  While the wait for a successful pregnancy felt like forever; in the interim, our girls have blossomed into amazing young women and are moving on into adulthood. Their arc into womanhood felt like no time at all.  I will always cherish those memories. Now I'm doing mommyhood again with our miracle child.


Kronos and Kiaros dwelling in my timeline at once.


Time did not always exist. It was created.  Time is a gift from God - Elohim, the Creator. Time is divided into Eliohim's image.  Elohim is Father, Son and Holy Spirit  and time reflects Their image is reflected in the earth.

 Let's hop into the Word and go to Genesis

Genesis Chapter 1:14 - Day 4 of creation

 14 God said, “Let there be lights in the dome of the sky to divide the day from the night; let them be for signs, seasons, days and years; 15 and let them be for lights in the dome of the sky to give light to the earth”; and that is how it was. 16 God made the two great lights — the larger light to rule the day and the smaller light to rule the night — and the stars. 17 God put the in the dome of the sky to give light to the earth, 18 to rule over the day and over the night, and to divide the light from the darkness; and God saw that it was good. 19 So there was evening, and there was morning, a fourth day. (CJB)

Here we are introduced here to how God measures time

Our  biggest units of time from Elohim are  - Past Present Future


1 Time is created and Elohim dwells outside of time. 

2 That time was created with purpose and broken down into units

3 Time is  to mark signs, seasons, days and years.


The Creator in Genesis is all about creating a systematic framework that allows for His creation to be in relationship with Him. This means that Elohim has divinely ordered cycles in the earth to draw us to Him. These cycles mark time and give signs for His plan of salvation.


One example is in our text. “ evening, then morning” marks your day. This wording is purposeful.  The Son, Jesus, is described as the light of the world.  Every evening you enter into a new day and every dawn, light enters and dispels darkness.  Just as this happens in the natural, it happens in the spiritual.  Everyday Elohim walks us out of darkness into His marvelous light- the light of His salvation - the light of His Yeshua (Jesus) every single day.


The signs and seasons of time point to the coming of His salvation.  But Elohim dwells outside of time so how does this work?  


(nerd moment - biblical hebrew does not have a present tense.  You can say the it has rained or it will rain but not it is raining. The present was considered to be too  fleeting to be quantifiable (measured).


 In this sense. One could  come but one could not  dwell.  But for the Creator, dwelling was the goal, but sin separated the Creator from His creation.  His creation cannot come to Him. He must come to it.


The present must  enter  the picture.  In this case the present is more that just a unit of time. It is the embodiment of a part of Elohim.


So let's jump forward in time and change languages -  from Hebrew to Greek. We’re  going to hop over to the Gospel of John chapter 1 verses 1 through 5  and 14


 John says allow me to reintroduce Him to you. The Word must enter the present.


The Apostle John in his gospel does something no other Gospel does.  He introduced Jesus not through His relationships with people and bloodline but through his relationship with time.  Using the model of Genesis Chapter 1.


In the beginning was the Word, 

and the Word was with God 

and the Word was God

He was with God in the beginning

All things came to be through Him

and without Him nothing made had being

In Him was life

and the life was the light of mankind

The light shines in darkness and the darkness has not suppressed it.

14 - And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us, and we saw His glory (His Shekinah) as the only begotten of the Father full of grace and truth


John the Baptist said it this way.  There one coming after me has come to rank ahead of me; because he existed before me  (John 1:15 Messianic translation)  Jesus was not older than John the Baptist in the earth realm.  Elizabeth was pregnant first, before Mary,  The Baptist is referring to Jesus- TheSon and The Word -  predating the existence of time.


We serve a God that both created and stepped into time in order to save us.  Jesus allowed himself to be touched and felt  and be touched by our issues and concerns and through His death change our circumstances.


The Word, the Present- The Son must be allowed to enter our lives and dwell with us. When He dwells with us, we find purpose in all of our seasons.


Until next time


-xylia


War rooms, coffee shops and other holy places

"Rejoice always, pray without ceasing, give thanks in all circumstances..." 

-1 Thessalonians 5:16-17

This year I am celebrating a big anniversary.  Thirty years ago, I began my journey and training in the foundations of  intercession. Learning about God through prayer ( the ongoing conversation with the Most High) has been a blessing in my life. I have seen this conversation change situations in the lives of others.  However, I have seen how this tête-à-tête has mostly changed me.  It brings awareness to the things I think I need to be content; whether I am in sync with the will of God; and  shines a light on the comparisons that I sometimes make on whether I am good enough. (Being nosey and looking around at what other people are doing has always gotten me in trouble.)


One of these comparison spots was having a war room. I know many prayer warriors that have war rooms, decorated spaces with boards laid out with the prayer requests of their families and communities. I know prayer warriors with designed prayer closets and even she-sheds dedicated to their prayer time. This is a practice that has given them focus and solace. However, this has never been my personal style.  My prayer practice did not match the warriors around me and that used to make me feel inadequate.  


 My secret place has always been hidden in plain sight. In my college days, my prayer time would be on the local city bus en route to class… or in the library between classes. As I entered my career, my space was my car or in a park on my lunch break…. Or anywhere at all really.  

You see, I have always carried a notebook.  A place for thoughts, prayers, requests, celebration and thanksgiving. A place to write to God about the things that didn’t make sense. This book was my “war room” and I could take it anywhere, code it anyway I wanted and hide it, in plain sight, if necessary.


Everyone should have a secret place before God, but your secret place does not have to look like anyone else's. I had to stop comparing my spiritual needs with the needs of others and find a rhythm that worked for me and God. My God space was always a place in my heart. He goes with me everywhere, so I can speak to Him anywhere. And I let that flow go into my notebook.

Now, nature may be my favorite place to pray- in a garden, on a hike or by a park bench by a lake; but I just need a place where I can feel that I can hear Him clearly.  Where the ambient sound of my own thoughts can quiet and God and I can have a clear conversation, nothing fancy - just talk.  My holy place is anywhere I can hear him clearly - a coffee shop, a hospital waiting room, or a parking lot - anywhere works as long as I can hear.


Because God is not loud. He will let me talk for five minutes or even five hours  and then He will whisper His answers.  Because God does not scream. Even though He will let us scream, even in His presence, when the pain is too much to bear, when bitterness won’t uproot itself and when grief just won’t make room for anything else.  He lets us scream.  And when we listen, He speaks. He pours His peace into us. He fills and heals the broken cracks in my human vessel and turns my heart into a holy place….Which is the only place He has ever asked for.

Find the rhythm that works for God and you.  Keep listening until you can hear.


Until next time

xylia