The 1st Step to Becoming a Jesus Warrior

The drill is a familiar one.

Get up, do the day, go to bed, and start over, again.

If it weren’t for the human, life would be perfect.

But instead, the projects stay half done, the relationships remain fractured, the feelings of being overwhelmed and half-baked and over it simmer just beneath the surface to the point that sleep seems to be the only relief from the days that don’t go the way we have planned. Trouble is, lots of can’t even sleep anymore.

So we get clever and think things up to help ourselves get better.

  • I just need to learn to clean my house better. If I just do that, I’ll finally be ok.
  • If I could only learn to control my tongue. Yes, that’s the key to my happiness.
  • If I will learn how to finally say no to people, then I will finally be at the place where I can rest and have peace.

 We go on a quest to solve the certain things, only to find in the end that our human didn’t go away and neither did our daily struggle.

Turns out, smokescreen issues never solve the nagging God problems inside.

Before you bring out the protest posters, please hear this: yes, I think we should work on things that hinder us as a person, and maybe that includes becoming a better housekeeper. Certainly, if nothing else, it makes our housemates a whole lot happier and us better able to find something when it’s not buried beneath a pile.

But most surface things have hidden struggles at the core.

The truth is, many of us have wandered around for years, begging for scraps and glimpses of hope, in a stale relationship with God, filling our deep hunger pains with the wrong food, treating smokescreen issues as is they were the core problem.

Were we to choose, instead, to pursue a strong, passionate relationship with God, once and for all, a myriad of our problems would all fall away.

 

Because the priority of God brings order to the chaos of our lives.

I’ve watched it happen in my own life, heard testimony about it from the lives of others. Where once, relationships were in disarray and when trying to solve the relationship ourselves, it never worked. But once the relationship with God was pursued and aligned first, He put the other relationship, the seemingly unfixable one, back together, as only He can.

  • We can clean our house better, but if our relationship with God is in disarray, the clutter will show up, again, in another area, because the soul isn’t well.
  • We may learn the steps to control our tongue from the pages of a book, but if we don’t fall in love with Jesus and it becomes a deeper commitment, those steps will eventually be forgotten and we will default to the familiar.

So many of us are weary, to the bone, of the daily grind…of trying, striving, making steps, going back, again, feeling like we can’t make the true progress we want…

So many of us say we want to walk strong and effective through this life instead of walking scared and Kingdom ineffective…

It may seem like a helpless, stale, hard place to be but it is actually the place of hope because when we come to the end of our efforts and human brave, Jesus can do what He does best and save us.

To walk Jesus Strong through this life is going to mean we are going to have to be honest with ourselves about the smokescreen issues we keep throwing up to avoid the real problem. (see Declaration 3 in Put Your Warrior Boots On: I Will Tell the Truth to Myself and Others)

Our first step to becoming a Jesus warrior? Deal with the nagging God problem within so He can make us into the warriors we are meant to be.

I’m in. How about you?

 

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You Can Be a Spiritual Warrior

Does it feel like the world has gone crazy and you’re just along for the ride?

From bombings to bullying, the world has us on pins and needles—afraid for our children, fearful for ourselves, worried that we won’t have enough strength to stand our ground. But you don’t have to start brave to stay strong.

I Was Wrong about Love: A Tribute

I interrupt my scheduled, planned, all things upcoming Put Your Warrior Boots On
to post maybe the words closest to my heart in years. Thanks for understanding.

My father went to be with Jesus on April 2 at 9:53 am, where I witnessed with my own eyes his earthly departure. I could write many things about this – about holding people you love while they are here and saying what you need to say and they would all be true and maybe someday I will. I could write a tribute to my daddy — about how much I love this man, my longest, dearest love…in some ways I already have (read my book {w}hole) and maybe someday I will, again. But for now I most need to tell you this.

When my daddy first starting walking towards heaven, we didn’t know it. We just knew he had a shuffle, and that was different from his normal fast gait.

We misunderstood it. Maybe it’s because he’s a little overweight we said in whispers. He didn’t walk enough after that hip surgery. I wish he had walked more because I’m sure that’s what did it. We loved him so deep, we just wanted the reason why.

Sometimes we judge things we don’t understand.

Mostly because of that crazy fear. If we see things that scare us we just figure out a way to judge it and that makes the fear easier because then the opinion and pride protects us like a superman cape. It’s easier to judge than to feel. It’s easier to judge than to sort through the time and healing to understand.

When I was little, about the time my daddy wore the superman cape speaking of, I lived a simple country life of family and church. I loved no one more than church people, except for my family and God. But one day, and I honestly can’t remember which one, I realized the church people wore human clothes when I overheard a woman whisper something not nice about my daddy one Sunday in a pew behind me. It was then a part of my brain that wasn’t full grown said, “people don’t really love you. How could they, if they don’t love your favorite person in the world?”

I brushed the thought off but it stayed, nagging, for years. I still giggled at my favorite deacon and twirled my dress in the church but the thought never left and then years later I overheard more hard grown up church people things and the “people don’t love you” seeped even deeper. Ever loved people so deep and not liked them at all at the same darn time? It’s downright confusing. Add religion to the mix and it gets nuclear level messy.

The pain decided, then, as most bad decisions are made, to say to friends as an adult with the teasing voice “I don’t like people” – part introvert problems, but mostly, too, that easy way to avoid the scary. If I didn’t like people they couldn’t disappoint me. I couldn’t disappoint them. It was a perfect, emotionless marriage.

But God has a way of turning the tables on all that – our early junk and Satan’s ugly whispers and the mess, doesn’t He, now?

Ok so you want me to say it out loud, something I’ve never said before? I’ve always secretly just wanted people to love me. Especially church people, since I loved them from the start so pure and deep. I just wasn’t sure they ever would, for real, and if they did, if I could take them back, after how they rejected me before. Funny how we hold on to those not yet grown childhood perceptions…how even years later we ask people who never did anything to pay for their sins.

But Jesus has been plowing this field in my heart for years, convincing me over and over through graciousness and lavish love that when that thing happened in my brain as a little girl that one day I can’t remember the exact date of so very long ago, I was wrong.

I was wrong about people not loving me.

I was wrong about me not being able to love people back.

I think maybe someone reading thinks wrong about these things, too.

Most of us are just scared we will get hurt or do the hurting or become disappointed or disappoint so we judge or hold back or say we don’t like people because it’s easier that way. But it’s really not. Because we don’t mean it, not at all.

What we really mean is please love me deep. I need it.

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And then one day when I’m not little anymore, my daddy walks all the way to heaven.

And people start loving me so tight I can’t breathe. Cards, flowers, food, texts, hugs, eyes that look into mine and I see tears falling down their face, too, like they loved him as much as me. Plowing, plowing, plowing, some more.

And I remember that little girl. And I whisper to her, we were wrong.

They loved us all along.

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My friends, though I can’t personally thank every one of you for every act of kindness you’ve shown to me in the days since my beloved father went to heaven, please accept this blog post as a love letter to you. 

 

Daddy, this is also my love letter to you. You already know all the things, because we talked about them, didn’t we? With great joy, your LisaGirl.

 

From the beautiful home going celebration of my father, Dr. James Reimer…a special introduction from my mother, Kathie, of the speaker…my father, himself. How amazing it was for us to have found this jewel, my father’s last recorded preached message at a Sportsmen’s Event in Enid, Oklahoma, at his beloved former church, Emmanuel Baptist, where 50 men came to know Christ. We felt it most appropriate that the master orator preached his own home going message. I share it now, with you, because you are my friends and I love you. Praying it will mean something to you, as it did to us.

So You Want to Be Strong?

I see all these things on social media lately, saying do this to be strong or do that…memes that circulate cheering us for finally being heard women as if women with a voice were something new all of a sudden.

Just ask my momma- I have been speaking up for myself since I was little and wore exactly what I wanted, including those jean gauchos over and over, again. My cute Dorothy Hamill cut had them all underestimating. Dawn was never my middle name. Strong was.

But right ideas can come in wrong packages, and sometimes trying so hard to make a statement proves nothing but the hard trying and the desperation to prove what needs not be proven when it’s really there.

Please hear me clearly: I want us to be strong. I just want us to be the right kind so it will last and influence and draw people to Jesus rather than promote some burning need in self.

The truth is, we don’t have time for a manufactured strong. We need the real kind to deal with this world’s level of crazy.

The wrong strong says:

  • I must be brave. I must muster up some type of human awesome in a moment of fear or opposition.

The truth? Our human bursts of brave won’t be enough to cut it in this tough world. Anything in our strength has an expiration date attached to it. Eventually, we will need more than our brave can offer.

  • I must be loud. I must speak up, always say my piece, say what I feel without regard to consequence.

The truth? The book of James in the Bible says we are responsible for what we say and how we say it. Strength is a huge ship turned by its tiny rudder, not sailing into wild winds. (James 3)

  • I must be true to myself. I must focus on me as my greatest love, do what works for me, answer to myself.

The truth? This is humanism at its finest. Being true to ourselves is not strength, it is self worship. It is a paper tiger mindset, which can lead to endless roads of heartache. (It is also not the same as living a life of truth, setting healthy boundaries, accepting and loving ourselves, all of which I joyfully endorse.)

  • I must be unapologetic. I must never apologize for anything I want to do or act on and never give concern to the people who differ in belief from me.

The truth? “Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit. Rather, in humility value others above yourselves…” (Phil. 2:3 NIV); “Make every effort to live in peace with everyone and to be holy; without holiness no one will see the Lord.” (Hebrews 12:14); “Confess your sins to each other and pray for each other so that you may be healed.” (James 5:16)

I know. Some of these things don’t feel wrong. They feel right. They feel good. They feel very now, very in, very earned, especially among we who have age to thank for bringing out some I’m grown and can now do what I want in us.

But we know by now that feelings can’t be the boss of us if we want to live well.

And if the point is to be truly strong and if this isn’t it, don’t we want to know?

I don’t want to miss true strength because a cheap substitute stole its identity. Then I go through life thinking I’m something I’m not only to find out it was all just awesome material for a meme.

No, I want the real strong. I want Jesus Strong.

 

Jesus strong is:

~a steadfastness…that cannot be moved by circumstance or popular opinion. When everyone else says yes, Jesus strong helps us say no. It’s a steadiness that people are drawn to because it offers stability in the midst of reactionary lives.

~a wisdom…that goes beyond education or IQ. Jesus strong people are wise. They have sage things to say and a consistent message that points in one direction — His.

~a depth…that understands and sees and gets the bigger picture and draws people in to that maturity.

~a boldness…that goes beyond natural personality or personal angst or vendetta and is driven by love and commitment to the Gospel.

~a passion…that catches on, inspires, sparks and ignites.

Friends, it’s not about memes or jean gauchos. It’s about what kind of strong do we want: the kind the world is selling that exhausts and expires…or the kind that comes from the real place, the life-giving place that will last?

 

I choose Jesus Strong.

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Now is the Moment to Stop Living Below Your Potential

Now is the Moment to Stop Living Below Your Potential

Visit any gravesite and you’ll see an earth-load of buried potential.

What once was and was realized…what once was and yet, never was.

Eyes that took in the world, arms that held babies and legs that danced closely with strangers…belly laughs and tears of unspoken empathy and bitter hearts that died without ever picking up the phone and making that one relationship right.

The whole lot of us get the chance to live, once we arrive here on earth. Some of the cards were dealt better for some than others from the start but at a certain point, we get to choose our own and sometimes lay the wrong ones down and other times play the perfect ones at just the right time.

(None of it is chance, by the way, no matter what it may look like. We get to choose things and there is that thing called free will, but all of it has a design and plan because of our Creator, Jesus.)

I think about these gravesites a lot lately because my father is sick and is going to need one, soon. I drove there recently, to see where he will one day lie, not really there but the shell in the ground after the soul goes to greet Jesus.

And I think about the potential represented in each headstone and if what God had planned ever came true for this name I don’t know or if death came first.

And how the truth is, so many people, beautiful people that God created by His very thought and breath, with hand picked gifts and talents, lived and died with those gifts never being exercised because silly things like comfort and fear and insecurity ran their life, instead.

  • Comfort…that secret bully that seems so nice at first and promises big but always underdelivers. Really, it’s more sinister than that. It captures and then it enslaves. Potential has been killed in far too many people because comfort ran the life. What a cruel twist of irony that the thing we most run to is the thing most likely to ruin our lives.
  • Fear…well, we know this one is bad, now don’t we, but we don’t hate it enough to let it go. It’s kept us from our potential for years – all the things we want to do but are too scared to do it. How many people who now live in those gravesites said they were scared and never did anything about it while they were here, I wonder? And how many of those fears were actually something to be afraid of…or were they things that just kept them from a better life while life was still here?
  • InsecurityI can’t are the famous words, I think, of us all in one way or another. We are insecure to try because we are more confident we will fail than we are that God will sustain us. Most of all, our life focus is inward. So all we do lies in our belief of how much we can handle. Turns out, we can’t handle much.
~We live like people who do not have power…but we walk in the authority of God.
~We live in a tone of despair…but we have every reason to hope.
~We live like victims in this mixed up world…but we have the Word to guide us.
~We live comfortable…when Jesus tells us to abandon all for the sake of the Gospel.
~We live fearful…when Jesus says to take heart, for He has overcome the world.
~We live self-focused and insecure…when Jesus says to fix our eyes on Him, the author and finisher of our faith.

This living below our potential thing is no good for us, anymore. It never has been, but especially, now.

And listen…it’s not about feeling guilty over all this — you know that, right? Guilt has never helped one step be made forward and the point of this post is the now factor, the opportunity, the let’s make much, my friends, of our beautiful, glorious life. Guilt will just thwart that mission.

One day you and I will lie in our shell in a coffin underneath the dirt in all our potential. Who God created us to be, what we did with our life, and what we never did that He had for us to do that went unrealized.

It doesn’t matter about yesterday and what we did with it so much as what we decide to do now, today.

Your potential awaits, my fellow believer.

What will you do with this life He handpicked for you?

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The #1 Fear You Were Never Meant to Have

The #1 Fear You Were Never Meant to Have

I don’t know a single fearless person.

I know some strong people, courageous folks, those tough guys who open pickle jars for we muscle challenged. (God bless them.)

But a completely fearless person on this earth I have yet to find.

Even in our very best brave moments we are no match for the constant pounding of this scary, crazy world. If we don’t depend on something deeper, we are in for deep trouble. (I’ll tell you more about what I think about this word brave in Put Your Warrior Boots On, very soon. Hint: it may surprise you.)

Jesus never wanted us to live with fear. It’s never been His intention, though He knew our flesh would constantly pull us to this posture. Over and over again in His Word He tells us why we don’t have to live with it (John 16:33b), what to do with it when it comes (Psalm 56:3) and what will combat it most of all (I John 4:18).

When we constantly struggle with fear we expose how deeply we depend on self. And yet Jesus knows, in our natural man, it will come natural.

Out of all the fears we were never meant to have, there is one that stands above the rest. It is a fear that determines the way we view our entire life and everything flows from its belief system…

The fear that in this life, we won’t have victory.

This is what most of us walk through life believing.

We won’t say it, because that’s not spiritual. We know better than to say it out loud, for people will scold us and tell us to think more positively than that. But the way we deal with trouble, respond to the news in culture, scrambling around like mad, this way and that — trying to control our lives so we can protect ourselves and those we love — it’s obvious that we do not understand how this Jesus story goes.

I just want to remind us today: the battle is over and Jesus won. As believers in Jesus, we walk in His authority. You and I are on the winning side.

How tragic for us to be in this position and squander it everyday with our irrational fears of being taken down by a world that is weaker than our God.

How sad to waste our life by never realizing the life of the victor, the life Jesus Christ intended us to have through His sacrifice.

I want us to live better. Jesus expects us to live better. He died, so we could.

  • We must stop settling for fear. For some of us, it’s become a way of life. We are used to the grind of the fear-driven life, to the point we don’t crave freedom from it like we should. Until we get to the point we see what our fears have cost us, we will not hate them enough to let them go. Fear has cost us peace of mind, true spiritual growth, doing things for God we long to do, releasing those we love to do things God has called them to, as well (parents, that is often our big struggle). My friend, never settle for the grind of a fear-driven life.
  • We must admit we are depending on self, not God. It’s hard to own this, but we must if we want to free ourselves from it. Own our stuff, humble ourselves before God in complete honesty and repent of this. At the core, it’s a self-focus issue.
  • Practice the victory life. It is a powerful thing to saturate ourselves in the Bible (and support reads) that help us remember the victorious life that is ours. Memorize Scripture. Pray for victory from fear. Do things everyday that remind you, “God wins. Therefore, I win,” declaring to and conditioning your mind to believe it.

Jesus wants us to know and believe in our core, that no matter how it looks in this world, as believers in Jesus Christ we function from a place of victory.

Anything else was never meant for a child of God.

 

 

 

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