Sue, this is what I think is so cool about art...in this case lyrics in a song. What does it speak to the hearer? It will speak something different to you than it might speak to me. I have come to listen to music not so tied to what the author meant by it, but by what it speaks to me.
This speaks to me of the things we build ourselves. I came to find out that the life I had built and was still busy building was really a prison...or I guess I would say...a house built on the sand. To me both descriptions fit. Even mine seemingly being built on "biblical" principles turned out to be such.
I had fooled myself into thinking I was construsting something that was "good" and found myself trapped in a basement. Jesus suggested I stop building and leave that to him. Once I responded to that invitation I began to see many things I had been trapped by that I had thought were "good". Turns out they weren't so "good" after all.
Yeah, I know what you mean, Kent. I feel like I have got a whole lot of areas of my life given over to him, but there's still some, the unhealed, broken parts, that are still mysterious, that I still only am half-aware that they're not given over to him.
This journey is so strange, is it not? Good, but strange and disorientating at times - but even those times I am okay with these days. They are painful, but I can see what is going on behind them :)
I agree Sue. It is a process that is just that...a process. There is no arrival point. There will always be deeper freedoms to walk into or grow into...or maybe better said...stumble into.
What feels so wonderful is having the condemnation...that which I used to place on myself and that I used to assume God was throwing at me. There is no condemnation for those in Christ. It is an invitation out of something old and dead something new and alive.
was tempted to peruse over the conversation before I commented, but I'll give "how it speaks to my condition..."
I picture alot of the constructs and interior walls that we put up...in most cases to "function" as well to simply survive.
at different points in our lives...sometimes we're faced with the truth that these things have not a.) made us better people b.) maintained us as highly functioning/well oiled machines...well, because we're human and c.) have actually bound us up or hemmed us in in such a way that we realize that we need to relinquish our very lives to God...trusting that he's a better builder...and knows how to care for us better than we do...
Todd - yeppers. Can relate to that totally, the realisation that walls you have are not only pretty craply constructed, but they're also not really serving their function very well. S/he is much better bricklayer than me :) Am in a period of that right now. It's painful but also hopeful. It's good to get to a period of being able to trust him to rebuild your walls better than you can - even though the evidence for that is totally overwhelming, seems to take us some time for it to sink in :)
It's good to get to a period of being able to trust him to rebuild your walls better than you can - even though the evidence for that is totally overwhelming, seems to take us some time for it to sink in :)
Painful but hopeful....I love that...I don't know if you read the "Jake book" but that's what kinda got me started on even thinking more deeply regarding issues like this.....that's such a great line...painful but hopeful...man, I could write a song with that title ha ha!
Haha Todd :) Writing a song sounds like a good response - hell, I'd do it if I could :)
I have read part of the Jake book, but it's The Shack that really has sent all ths stuff home for me a bit, that I can trust him to cover me in a way I haven't been able to do except in a negative kind of way
Sue and Todd, I look back over the past 7 years and see how much of a process this has all been and how unaware of it all I really remained as it unfolded.
He Loves Me...began in a major way the reshaping of how I understood Father relating to me and in turn how I related to him
The Jake book...at least for me began to put some reality to it all especially in learning to rethink God as provider (of all things).
The Shack...just overwhelmed me so much with so many things beginning with God's unfailing love and fondness for us all. Fear was crushed and in turn the castles walls came down and the all the basement doors were flung open. I began to see things for what they really are....
"The darkness hides the true size of fears and lies and regrets," Jesus explained. "The truth is they are more shadow than reality, so they seem bigger in the dark. When the light shines into the places they live inside you, you start to see them for what they are."
and as we begin to walk in these things EVERYTHING WILL BEGIN TO CHANGE.
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Does he mean all of the big plans he dreamt for his life but he ended up being trapped by them - being kinda ruled by them?
I dunno Kentster. Didn't get a lot of sleep last night. Feeling woozy. What do you think?
Sue, this is what I think is so cool about art...in this case lyrics in a song. What does it speak to the hearer? It will speak something different to you than it might speak to me. I have come to listen to music not so tied to what the author meant by it, but by what it speaks to me.
This speaks to me of the things we build ourselves. I came to find out that the life I had built and was still busy building was really a prison...or I guess I would say...a house built on the sand. To me both descriptions fit. Even mine seemingly being built on "biblical" principles turned out to be such.
I had fooled myself into thinking I was construsting something that was "good" and found myself trapped in a basement. Jesus suggested I stop building and leave that to him. Once I responded to that invitation I began to see many things I had been trapped by that I had thought were "good". Turns out they weren't so "good" after all.
One more thing. Maybe the feelings (dreams sometimes) of being trapped are indicators that we really are trapped? It turns out to be the grace of God.
Yeah, I know what you mean, Kent. I feel like I have got a whole lot of areas of my life given over to him, but there's still some, the unhealed, broken parts, that are still mysterious, that I still only am half-aware that they're not given over to him.
This journey is so strange, is it not? Good, but strange and disorientating at times - but even those times I am okay with these days. They are painful, but I can see what is going on behind them :)
I agree Sue. It is a process that is just that...a process. There is no arrival point. There will always be deeper freedoms to walk into or grow into...or maybe better said...stumble into.
What feels so wonderful is having the condemnation...that which I used to place on myself and that I used to assume God was throwing at me. There is no condemnation for those in Christ. It is an invitation out of something old and dead something new and alive.
was tempted to peruse over the conversation before I commented, but I'll give "how it speaks to my condition..."
I picture alot of the constructs and interior walls that we put up...in most cases to "function" as well to simply survive.
at different points in our lives...sometimes we're faced with the truth that these things have not a.) made us better people b.) maintained us as highly functioning/well oiled machines...well, because we're human and c.) have actually bound us up or hemmed us in in such a way that we realize that we need to relinquish our very lives to God...trusting that he's a better builder...and knows how to care for us better than we do...
T
Todd - yeppers. Can relate to that totally, the realisation that walls you have are not only pretty craply constructed, but they're also not really serving their function very well. S/he is much better bricklayer than me :) Am in a period of that right now. It's painful but also hopeful. It's good to get to a period of being able to trust him to rebuild your walls better than you can - even though the evidence for that is totally overwhelming, seems to take us some time for it to sink in :)
Sue,
I love your comment:
"It's painful but also hopeful."
It's good to get to a period of being able to trust him to rebuild your walls better than you can - even though the evidence for that is totally overwhelming, seems to take us some time for it to sink in :)
Painful but hopeful....I love that...I don't know if you read the "Jake book" but that's what kinda got me started on even thinking more deeply regarding issues like this.....that's such a great line...painful but hopeful...man, I could write a song with that title ha ha!
cheers,
T
I'm enjoying exploring things together with you all.
Now I'm off to go read what you all have up on your blogs.
Haha Todd :) Writing a song sounds like a good response - hell, I'd do it if I could :)
I have read part of the Jake book, but it's The Shack that really has sent all ths stuff home for me a bit, that I can trust him to cover me in a way I haven't been able to do except in a negative kind of way
Sue and Todd, I look back over the past 7 years and see how much of a process this has all been and how unaware of it all I really remained as it unfolded.
He Loves Me...began in a major way the reshaping of how I understood Father relating to me and in turn how I related to him
The Jake book...at least for me began to put some reality to it all especially in learning to rethink God as provider (of all things).
The Shack...just overwhelmed me so much with so many things beginning with God's unfailing love and fondness for us all. Fear was crushed and in turn the castles walls came down and the all the basement doors were flung open. I began to see things for what they really are....
"The darkness hides the true size of fears and lies and regrets," Jesus explained. "The truth is they are more shadow than reality, so they seem bigger in the dark. When the light shines into the places they live inside you, you start to see them for what they are."
and as we begin to walk in these things EVERYTHING WILL BEGIN TO CHANGE.
One more thing. The darkness for me was the lies(denial of things for what they really are) and the illusions created from those lies.
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