I have read Angie Smith's blog for a long time. I love how honest and real she is. She is a gifted and annointed writer. A few weeks ago she wrote about how we all are in need of mending. We all have made mistakes, been hurt and let down. Thankfully, I serve a God who wants to mend me. He wants to make me beautiful from the inside out. I wrote about this a few weeks ago and am posting it again for a contest Angie is having. If you would like her book," Mended " it can be purchased here or here.” She is having a contest right now and I am reposting this entry because I very much feel like the broken jug on her book cover that was smashed to pieces and then put back together, piece by piece!
I can't wait to read her latest book!
Here is my post about the mending God is doing in my life..
Offending and being offended have been on my mind this week. I realized
that someone who I knew I offended a few years ago, was still offended
by my Christian beliefs. I won't go into all the hairy details but
basically this tends to happen a lot in our world of having
non-Christian friends. They simply do not believe what we believe. That
can be very difficult to reconcile when difficult conversations come up.
In this particular situation alcohol was involved which is never a good
thing when discussing passionate topics. I regret that what I said came
across in a offensve manner. I regret that I didn't make more of a
concerted effort to talk it through after the fact.
But here's the thing, I felt very strongly that throughout this week of
feeling bad about how what my friends have said and thought about me,
that God was saying to me, " Why do you never care about offending me?"
Ouch. It's so true. I care very much how I am perceived and what people
think about me. But when it comes to God's perception, that often goes
to the wayside. Why?
I met with a friend and mentor this week to discuss some of the recent
struggles I have been having. We talked a lot about this subject and she
said something that struck me deeply. My friend said that once we
become a Christian we have the holy spirit living within us. When we
choose to be sinful, we take along the spirit of God with us. When we
speak hatred, when we drink too much, when we scream at our kids, when
we're inpatient and angry toward our spouses, when we covet what others
have, when we lust, when we watch t/v shows or read books that are
inappropriate, the Spirit of God is taken along for all of it. Yuck.
Talk about offensive.
I am ashamed that I have let my faith and relationship get so lack
luster that I wasn't even recognizing the pain I was causing my God. I
am ashamed that I care more about friendships than I do the God who sent
His only Son to live a perfect blameless life and be beaten, berated
and crucified for me.
Again I am in awe of the grace and redemption that God always offers,
every single time that I mess up. I know he must think to himself, "Oh
dear, sweet girl,will you ever see the errors of your ways and make it
right once and for all?" The beauty and crux of this faith of mine ,that
I am not ashamed of, is that He is always willing to help me mend it.
He is always able to help me pick up the pieces of my brokenness and
make it beautiful.