NOTICE: We Have a New Address

Please update your bookmarks. Old links SHOULD continue to work, but please take a moment and change your links to http://pursuingtitus2.com.

Thank you for reading!

Categories

...And Then There Were Two

Less than a month after I cracked my heart open and put into words the fears and discouragement of a summer of hoping and failing to get pregnant, with the testimonies of other women who were also waiting, many of them much, much longer, still echoing in my mind, one quiet early morning, I saw them, the thing I’d been dreaming about: two pink lines on my pregnancy test.

Just like that: pregnant.

And like the four other times, I got to see that little sign of tremendous blessing, I’m thrilled. But this time, it’s a sober joy, a realization that I do not deserve this baby, a knowledge that there are countless other women out there who, from a human perspective, are more deserving, women who would be better mothers, who have waited longer, suffered more. Like I said on Facebook last night, I did not understand the delay, and I cannot explain the blessing. God’s judgments are unsearchable and his ways past finding out (Romans 11:33). A relative asked me what this does to the family size predictions I was bemoaning in my post. What it has done is teach me to stop predicting. I am simply God’s slave. For a season, He decided that I could serve him best with four children, and now He’s decided I will serve Him best with five. I do not know what He will decide next. For the first time in my life, I think I have finally given my family planning up to the Lord. Not using birth control isn’t really the same as giving it to Him. I was still planning. I was planning on a houseful. Today, I am planning only on being a servant. A truly devoted servant is concerned with pleasing his Master, not necessarily with which job his Master will give him. In this pregnancy, and in all other areas of my life, may Jesus Christ be glorified.

Be Sure You Don't Miss 'I'm Gonna Miss This'

Maybe it was just that I was tired, at the end of a long day, but I cried and cried over this sweet, convicting, beautiful testimony with a message that is so simple and so right that it should be obvious, except that it isn’t. Somehow, in the midst of the daily grind of messy tables, toys underfoot, and potty accidents, somehow it just isn’t. And for those of us who might need just the tiniest reminder, there is this, Mckmama’s I’m Gonna Miss This.

I didn’t want to do more. My desire to be with my children at that point could definitely have been measured in the negative. As in, below zero. Less than no desire. I didn’t want to sing to him one more time. I was tired. Tired of children, tired of singing, tired of bubbles, tired of voices, tired of being awake, tired of diapers, tired of…well, you get the idea. Lengthening the day with any more singing was the last thing I wanted to do. But then suddenly, it was as if supernatural fairy dust was sprinkled from the heavens directly onto my head. A crystal clear glimpse of my very own future spread out before me.

All at once I knew that I was gonna miss this.

I was looking down at little Nuggey when this vision of sorts appeared to me. My son’s damp eyelashes, beautiful, long and dark, were batting at me. His tiny bottom was cradled in my hand, his soft, chubby legs thrown over my arm, his dinosaur toweled body entirely dependent on the strength of my tired arms as I held him in my lap. Yes, suddenly I could see my future. I was still sitting on the edge of the toilet, looking towards the open bathroom door. Nuggey, now a grown young man sporting a football jersey and facial hair, walked past the doorway down the hall, smelling of cologne and talking on his cell phone, waving at me as he walked by. It was going to happen. And soon. While I firmly believe that joys I won’t expect will also arrive when that time in my life comes, when our young children are teenagers and beyond, it still struck me like a ton of bricks. It was frightening, overwhelming and a bit horrific to me as a young mother. Tears began to fill my tired eyes.

I knew that when my children were grown, I was gonna miss this.

When Nuggey (or Big Mac or Stellan or baby Flurry or our sweet Small Fry) comes home from college, gives me a high five, asks for some money and then hibernates in his bedroom all summer listening to music, I’m gonna miss this. With that sprinkle of fairy dust, my future was shown to me in fast forward that evening. I was given the insight that my older self would give anything for 20 year old Nuggey to be a toddler again. Even if for just for one hour, heck even one minute, I knew beyond the shadow of a doubt that I would love to rock him, sing and stroke his wet hair. But I won’t be able to. Once our children are grown, they are grown. There is no going back to toddlerhood, not for a day. Or an hour. Or a minute. I will have to be content with my adult children. I’m sure I will be and will look forward with much joy to grandchildren and beyond. But I am still positive that I’m gonna miss this.

Wouldn't God Want Me to Be Happy?

“I met my soul mate at 44. I am…having a very hard time deciding whether I should…spend the rest of my life with him or stay in my marriage….Wouldn’t God want me to be happy?”

My blogging buddy, Rina, of Into Still Waters, wrote a beautiful little post a while back called, I Didn’t Marry My Soul Mate. (It’s a two-minute read and lovely. I hope you’ll check it out.) In it, she praises the richness of two people loving each other and walking through life together despite the fact that they weren’t pressed out of the same cozy cookie cutter. And, even though she wrote the post back in February, recently she got a comment on it that she passed on to me to see if I’d like to have a go at responding to it. Here it is (with a few typos corrected):

This is a truly beautiful thing that is written. After I read it, I realized I wanted to ask you a question. Did you ever meet your soul mate? A lot of people never meet their soul mate till they die. So if they never felt these feelings how with someone special then they are not in the position to say that their husband is a better choice. I met my soul mate at 44. I am married and am having a very hard time deciding whether I should go back to see my soul mate and spend the rest of my life with him or stay in my marriage and keep the family happy but endure the pain of loosing my soul mate. What should I do? Wouldn’t God want me to be happy?

And here is my response:

Dear Friend,

Many people might expect me to start out talking to you about promises, and wedding vows, and how divorce will hurt your children (if you have any), and how it devastates society and isn’t good for you, and how you’ll actually be happier in the long run if you stay with your husband, etc. But instead, I’d like to talk to you about: steak.

See, I think the real heart of your question is not the part about your soul mate. I think the real heart of your question comes at the end where you ask, “Wouldn’t God want me to be happy?” I think the fact that you apply that question to a situation in which you are contemplating leaving your husband for another man demonstrates that you’ve been fed lies in two critical areas: what God wants, and what will make you happy.

I’d like to do my very best to tell you the truth about these two things because if you have a handle on them, the answers to your other questions should fall into place.

Let’s take these backwards and start with what will make you happy. The deep gravitational pull of your soul to your soul mate is an ancient one, commonly called desire. I’m guessing it’s probably the case that you long for this man the way a runner longs for water on an August afternoon. It’s a deep, almost visceral need to be refreshed, and quenched, and satisfied. But what you may not realize is that what you are feeling is a hunger.

Which brings me to steak. What could steak possibly have to do with you and your soul mate? Well, all human hungers work, not on the basis of satisfaction, but on satiation. We can’t actually make the hunger go away permanently. We can only satiate it for a little while. I love steak, especially with a nice cream horseradish sauce, maybe with some fresh dill, like they have at Outback, with a potato, and some salad, and a Coke. Yum. That’s my idea of a fabulous meal. And there are times when I’m hungry, really, really hungry, and I get this perfect steak, and I savor and devour the whole thing, and it’s incredible and perfect, and I love it, and I go home from the restaurant really happy. But you know what? In the morning, I’m in the kitchen scrounging up some eggs. Because I got hungry again.

We always get hungry again.

Proverbs tells us, “the eyes of man are never satisfied” (Proverbs 27:20). Everything in this life from steak to romance satiates but never satisfies. You could run off with your soul mate and you might feel wonderful for a little while, months, even years, but one day you will feel that emptiness again. All you have built with your husband has left you empty. And all that you could build with your soul mate will leave you empty in the end as well.

There is only one thing that takes the ache away, only one thing that fills the emptiness, only one thing that truly satisfies, and that is God.

There was a woman in the Bible who went chasing around from man to man, seeking satisfaction without success. She was on her sixth try when she met Jesus by a well, and He offered to quench her thirst forever.

Whosoever drinketh of this water shall thirst again:  But whosoever drinketh of the water that I shall give him shall never thirst; but the water that I shall give him shall be in him a well of water springing up into everlasting life. –John 4:13-14

As temporarily happy as being with your soul mate might make you, it will not make you permanently happy. The only thing that will truly make you happy is God.

Now there might be some folks out there who are saying, “I’ve tried this religion stuff, and it does NOT make me happy. It’s ridiculous that you’re saying God is the ultimate source of happiness.” Ah, but if you don’t actually know Him, no amount of religious behavior will bring you close to Him.

Two thousand years ago, Jesus Christ, the Son of God, walked this earth preaching a message, telling people the way to know God and to be perfectly satisfied in Him. The trouble is, many people have no idea what that message actually was and misconceptions abound. Those people think they know Jesus and His message, and they still feel hungry all the time, so they look elsewhere. But in reality, what they thought was Jesus’ message was wrong. And they actually have no idea what it means to follow Christ.

Jesus message, His Gospel, His “Good News” that He had to share with the world, was the Gospel of the Kingdom. He said, “Repent: for the kingdom of heaven is at hand” (Matthew 4:17). We need to “repent,” turn around, stop going our own way, because the Kingdom of Heaven is at hand. A kingdom is a place where people are under the authority of a King. Think about this. Why do I go to the store and spend money with “The United States of America” stamped on it? Why do I pay taxes to the government of the United States? Why am I responsible to obey the laws this government makes? One answer is that I live here, on this land. But why doesn’t my money list the local Native American tribe? Why am I not paying taxes to the Potawatomi and obeying their laws? Because they were conquered. They are not in authority anymore. The thing that determines what kingdom you’re living in is whose authority you are under.

So, if you are not under God’s authority, are you part of His Kingdom? And if you’re not part of His Kingdom, do you have any hope of understanding “what God wants,” of being close to Him, and of finding the ultimate satisfaction your heart is seeking? No, you don’t. Anyone who is outside of God’s kingdom will spend his life going from steak to steak, man to man, human hope to human hope, getting satiated, but never satisfied, and always getting hungry again.

The question everyone has to answer is this: are you truly under God’s authority, or are you living your life apart from His rule? He said, “Thou shalt not bear false witness” (Exodus 20:16). Have you ever told a lie, no matter how small? He said, “Honour thy father and thy mother” (Exodus 20:12). Have you ever complained to your friends about what idiots your parents are? He said, “Thou shalt not steal” (Exodus 20:15), and maybe you’ve never stolen anything “big,” but did you ever take a pen from the office or put pirated music on your iPod?

The fact is, we’re all born outside of God’s kingdom. None of us is capable of obeying God all the time. The Bible calls this sin, and every one of us is guilty of it.

For all have sinned, and come short of the glory of God –Romans 3:23

And there’s even worse news.

For the wages of sin is death –Romans 6:23

Sin leads to death. It destroys us. We’re all dying men, trying to medicate ourselves with steak, and romance, and the love of soul mates while our bodies slip slowly into decay and finally fail us entirely.

And there’s even worse news yet! That God we’ve disobeyed, the God whose kingdom we could not be part of because of our sin, that God will judge us after our death. We will give account for every lie, every complaint, every stolen pen and broken marriage. We will be found guilty and condemned.

And I saw the dead, small and great, stand before God; and the books were opened: and another book was opened, which is the book of life: and the dead were judged out of those things which were written in the books, according to their works. And the sea gave up the dead which were in it; and death and hell delivered up the dead which were in them: and they were judged every man according to their works… And whosoever was not found written in the book of life was cast into the lake of fire. –Revelation 20:12, 13, 15

But there is some good news in all this. God, through Jesus, has made a way for us to have our sins forgiven and removed forever, a way for us to come under His authority and become a people capable of obeying Him, a way for us to be part of His kingdom. When Jesus died on the cross, He took the penalty for our sins.

And you, who were dead in your trespasses and the uncircumcision of your flesh, God made alive together with him, having forgiven us all our trespasses, by canceling the record of debt that stood against us with its legal demands. This he set aside, nailing it to the cross. –Colossians 2:13-14

When we put our faith in Jesus and accept His offer of pardon, we become new creatures. Jesus called it being “born again,” and without it we cannot know Him or truly experience Him because we cannot see His kingdom.

Verily, verily, I say unto thee, Except a man be born again, he can not see the kingdom of God. –John 3:3

And what about you, dear friend? Are you part of God’s kingdom? Are you living a life fully submitted to God’s authority? Let’s look at a passage from the Bible:

And unto the married I command, yet not I, but the Lord, Let not the wife depart from her husband: But and if she depart, let her remain unmarried, or be reconciled to her husband: and let not the husband put away his wife. –1 Corinthians 7:10,11

One of the Lord’s commands is that wives don’t leave their husbands. There’s a loophole there, probably for wives’ protection in situations of abuse, that allows them to just remove themselves physically from the situation, but they don’t get to have a new man. If a departed wife wants a man, she has to go back to her husband.

Suppose I was hungry for a steak, but the only way for me to get a steak would be to steal it. God has said, “Thou shalt not steal” (Exodus 20:15). In light of what I’ve just shared with you, would it make sense for me to contemplate stealing the steak by asking the question, “Wouldn’t God want me to be happy?” The steak is a temporary happiness, a satiation, not a satisfaction of my longing, and in order to get it, I must put myself outside of God’s authority and separate myself from the only Source of lasting happiness: God. Therefore, stealing the steak is both not something that God wants me to do and not something that will ultimately make me happy.

And so it is with you.

Being with your soul mate will satiate, but not satisfy you, and in order to get it, you will have to disobey God’s command to wives not to leave their husbands, thereby putting yourself outside of God’s authority and separating yourself from the only Source of lasting happiness: God Himself. Leaving your husband for your soul mate is both not something that God wants you to do and not something that will ultimately make you happy.

I plead with you to consider that the only way to understand what God wants and to know Him, the only source of true happiness and satisfaction in the universe, is to be born again. Anything else we chase, from steaks to soul mates, will merely satiate us for a little while on our way to death.