Ready to Fight?

The process of allowing God to go through the layers in my life is rough some times. When I am right in the middle of one of those sanctifying moments, I know it's good for me, but it can really hurt. It's hard, but it's not bad.

Yesterday I hung out with a new friend...  physically, he's a massive guy that seems bigger than he really is. You know the kind of guy—the one that that stands up and seems to just keep on standing. What's significant about this new friend (and his frame) is that spending time with this guy has made me think his insides might just mirror his outsides. He's mighty in stature in more than one way.

I wasn't looking for relational handouts. I didn't want a buddy to just pity me through circumstance or lick my wounds. I didn't want a cheerleader to tell me everything was going to be okay... heck no...  I'm a Christian. I know how the story ends. I know we win... I just need to know I am not a weak link in this battle. What I needed was another warrior.

I'm not going to sugar-coat it. I have had a rough couple of weeks emotionally and mentally. The desert's hot and often lonely. My wife has been supportive and my church family has loved, but this particular part of this walk was really meant for me to tackle head on. 

I'm on the upswing. I can see the edge of the desert and I can feel the temperature giving up a little. I say all the time that for our families—for our wives and children, husbands and fathers are called to press in like this and yesterday was just one more day of living that out. 

I'm typing this to you because I want to reiterate that this Christian walk was not meant to be lived alone or without risk. I called this giant guy. I went to him (and his house was crazy far away). I listened, and prayed that as he was praying that the Holy Spirit would minister to him on my behalf. I believe in this. I have seen it work a thousand times. I chose someone new to call because I needed someone who wasn't emotionally invested in my life. I have a good network of guys that love me, but what I needed was a hard hitter—a straight shooter and that is what I got. 

Good straightforward talk. Real questions. Nothing preserving my feelings. Respectful. Honest. He challenged me to think about my situation in a new way. I say all the time that the greatest compliment you can give a friend is to tell them they make you want to be more like Jesus... and, this guy certainly fit the bill. 

I did not know him. I had never hung out with him, and frankly I judged him to the point that I had decided he was not the right guy for this task. But, prayer yielded a different path. The bible tells me to judge a man, not by his outward appearance, but by his fruit. So, that is what I did. Without question this guy has left a trail distinctly marked by the signs and wonders of my Christ.

Great fruit. Check.

I trusted God. I am not very trusting of other men. It took a lot, but I trust God far more than I trust myself, so the appointment was a no-brainer. 

Men, you need other men. You do. And, if you’re the kind of guy that has a rough time asking for help when you need it or calling out when you're on the edge, then you'll have a rougher road to walk than you're called to. That pride is a tricky thing because it feels so good. I know. I had to kill 60 pounds of it just to make my meeting yesterday. 

One thing is for certain, if I never meet with that guy again, yesterday I saw the church work. I reached out. I called him. I drove to his house. He could have rejected me. This meeting could have failed, but it didn't. I trusted God and He showed up. 

Are you alone in this battle? Are you on the edge? Just close the porn window on your laptop and give me a call. I'm ready to fight!

The Limit to Forgiveness

It has been a while since my last post, and there is no time like now to get back into it.

I had a chilling revelation this morning. I was reading the book of Hosea... the book where the husband is commanded by God to remain faithful to a harlot. This book is always difficult for me to read, I mean, after all, does God really want us to love our wives even if they are unfaithful?

My wife is not without her imperfection, but neither am I. She is passionate about our family. Passionate about me. She inspires me to be better. I know she loves me. So, I am certainly not being asked to love someone who is unfaithful, but what this book has brought into question for me is my own level of forgiveness towards her. If Hosea was called to love a woman who did not love him back, then how deeply am I called to love my wife?

Here is an excerpt I found I wanted to share in regards to forgiveness:

How many times should a husband or wife forgive? Some contend, “If I keep forgiving I simply affirm him in his pattern of sin.” Or “If I keep forgiving, she’ll think she can get away with anything she wants.” Others say, “If I keep forgiving, it’s like putting  my seal of approval on his behavior.” Or “I can’t take another hurt like that. If he does that one more time, I’m leaving.” Those are human responses. Listen to the response of the Lord Jesus. You see, Peter had asked the Lord this same question: “Lord, how often shall my brother sin against me and I forgive him? Up to seven times?” The Lord’s answer was, “I do not say to you, up to seven times, but up to seventy times seven” (Matt. 18:21, 22). That is a great deal of forgiveness. In fact, Christ was simply saying that there is no end to forgiveness.

Sometimes it’s just the little slights and daily agitations that need forgiveness, the occasional sharp word or angry accusation. But we harbor it, let it eat at us, and build up bitterness and resentment which erodes our relationship. Maybe it’s a major offense, like Gomer’s, and we can never forget it. We stew on it and fret over it, and we keep bringing it up in a subconscious attempt to punish our mates for the hurts we have suffered. We try to forgive, but a few days later it’s right there again, preying on our consciousness. Big wounds sometimes take longer to heal. They will come back to our minds. There is no way to avoid it. But every time they do, we must first remind ourselves that we really did forgive, then rehearse how much God has forgiven us, then ask Him to take the destructive, unforgiving thoughts out of our minds.

Forgiveness does not necessarily mean that we must suffer in silence. The need for open and honest communication would demand that we share what we think and how we feel, what the wrong has done to us, and how our mates can help us get over it. God tells us how much our sin grieves Him. Gomer certainly knew how her affairs were tearing at Hosea’s heart. What we say must be said lovingly and kindly, but we have both the need and the obligation to share what is on our hearts.

Neither does forgiveness necessarily mean we cannot take positive steps to guard against the sin recurring. That might require some extended counseling; it might demand an honest reappraisal of our personalities or habit patterns; it might mean a change in our life-style or a relocation. God takes positive steps to help us want to please Him. That is what divine discipline is all about. We do not discipline each other, but we can discuss steps that will help us avoid these same pitfalls in the future.

Forgiveness does mean, however, that we will pay for the other person’s offenses. We will refuse to retaliate in any way to make the guilty person pay. We will absolve him of all guilt. God can use that forgiving love to melt hardened hearts and change callused lives quicker than anything else in this whole wide world. That is the lesson of Hosea and Gomer, the lesson of forgiveness. God’s love and forgiveness pervade Hosea’s entire prophecy. Please do not misunderstand it. God hates sin; it grieves His heart; He cannot condone it; His perfect righteousness and justice demand that He deal with it. But He still loves sinners and diligently seeks them out and offers them His loving forgiveness.

God’s ancient people Israel kept going back to their sins. “What shall I do with you, O Ephraim? What shall I do with you, O Judah? For your loyalty is like a morning cloud, and like the dew which goes away early” (Hos. 6:4). But God never stopped loving them. “When Israel was a youth I loved him, and out of Egypt I called My son” (Hos. 11:1). “I led them with cords of a man, with bonds of love” (Hos. 11:4). “How can I give you up, O Ephraim? How can I surrender you, O Israel?” (Hos. 11:8). And because He never stopped loving them, He never stopped pleading with them: “Return, O Israel, to the Lord your God, for you have stumbled because of your iniquity” (Hos. 14:1).

We need to love like that. We need to forgive like that. We need to drag the festering hurts we have been harboring in our hearts to the cross of Christ—where we laid our own burden of guilt one day and where we found God’s loving forgiveness—and we must leave them all there. When we fully forgive, our minds will be released from the bondage of resentment that has been building a wall between us, and we shall be free to grow in our relationship with each other.