Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts

1 Question to De-Crazy Your Calendar

During November and December, I'll be studying hope. I'll be sharing what I learn here, in a series called "Hope for the Holidays and Everydays". This week, I'm giving away a copy of Karen Ehman's new book LET. IT. GO.: How to Stop Running the Show and Start Walking in Faith.  

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LET. IT. GO.

I think I’ll just skip LET. IT. GO. Chapter 7: “When Your Schedule Screams (and You Want to Scream, Too).”


I mean, really: what could I possibly need to learn about schedules or screaming?

  • Just because I once fit a dog show, birthday party, and sewing lessons in the same calendar square...
  • Just because my daily schedule relies on every person, vehicle, and piece of technology working flawlessly…
  • Just because I get a surge of adrenalin every time I check something off my list…

Karen admits:

I often clog up any calendar white space with even more to-dos.… A hefty chunk of the reason is that in being in control of my time, I can influence others’ opinions of me.… And let’s face it, women who have control of the clock are viewed as confident and capable.

I recognize that craving such an outward appearance is utterly prideful. The Spirit reminds me to find my identity in Christ, not in a facade of capability and certainly not in others’ opinions of me.…

And she asks:

When our schedules scream, must we always shout back?  What if we stepped off the treadmill of life long enough to do a little evaluation, deciding whether the problem lies in the speed to which we’ve cranked the machine’s dial and the incline we’ve set for the climb?”


The Truth About My Priorities

In October, I borrowed a phrase from Proverbs 31 Ministries and defined “a holiday-ready heart” as one that causes me to be “a woman whose love protects.” 

Now that the holidays are upon us, the #1 question I have to ask is this:

Am I making accomplishments or people my priority?

And it’s a hard question, at least for me.


The Truth About Multi-Tasking

I pride myself in my ability to multi-task.  

(No, I’m not going to discuss the research that says we really don’t multi-task; we just toggle back-and-forth between tasks. Whatever you want to call it, I’m good at it!)

But multi-tasking only works for tasks.

Multi-tasking does not work in relationships.

In fact, multi-tasking is one of the most subtle destroyers of intimacy. 


The Truth About Intimacy

Intimacy.  

Into-me-see. 

Those closet to me -- my husband, my children, my family, my friends -- can’t see into me if I’m a a perpetual motion machine.

Oh, my whirling dervish of multi-tasking act may impress the masses!

But it alienates me from those with whom God has called me to connect.

To love. 


The Truth About My Schedule

I won’t deny that I pack my schedule full because I love impressing other people. There’s plenty of self-ish truth there.

But a far more honest explanation for my crammed calendar is that I like doing things I can do well.

And I can do almost anything well, as long as it doesn’t involve love.

  • Love is messy.
  • Love is time-consuming.
  • Love is unpredictable.
  • Love is inconvenient.
  • Love is vulnerable.
  • Love is demanding.
  • Love is frustrating.

And if I’m going to do something messy, time-consuming, unpredictable, inconvenient, vulnerable, demanding, and frustrating then I want some sort of end product to show for all my efforts, thank you very much!

  • Let me show you the wall full of dog showing ribbons, rosettes, and the championship certificate!
  • Let me show you the photo album of photos from that amazingly planned-and-executed birthday party!
  • Let me show you the pillow case and shorts I taught eight people to sew in 3 hours or less!


The Truth About Love

My testimony begins, “Once upon a time, there was a little girl who wanted to be good...good enough to be loved.”

I have always associated accomplishments with worthiness for love.

But when I slow down long enough to just “hang out” with my family and friends, they are far happier than when I’m checking things off my lists.

When I quit doing and start “being” with them, their response is “finally!” as if they’ve been waiting for me to simply show up.

When I listen in the moment, without rewinding the past or projecting the future, they feel connected.

And now these three remain:
faith, hope, and love.
But the greatest of these is love.
1 Corinthians 13:13

The greatest thing I will ever “do” is love.

So I am learning to filter each schedule item, each To Do List task, each calendar event through this question:

Will this make accomplishments or people my priority?

Accomplishments that block or break relationships must be re-evaluated.

Only those that facilitate loving relationships with people are tasks that God is calling me to do. 




Your Turn:
  • Do you tend to be a multi-tasker?  How do you do at setting tasks aside when it's time to focus on relationships?
  • When your schedule gets over-full, what's the main reason?
  • How does your calendar look for the next month? 
  • Anything else on your heart!


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Day 28: CONTENT (My Heart's Contents Control My Contentment)


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My language-loving brain has been playing around with today's word.

I realized that "to my heart's content" could have two very different meanings depending on how I pronounce "content."  

So I looked up both pronunciations:

1)  con·tent  [KON-tent]

noun

Usually plural: contents.  Something that is contained: the contents of a box.

Early meaning:  held within


2)  con·tent  [kuhn-TENT]

adjective

satisfied with what one is or has; not wanting more or anything else.

Early meaning:  restrained desires



Then I pondered today's verse:

I know what it is to be in need 
and I know what it is to have plenty. 
I have learned the secret of being content
in any and every situation, 
whether well fed or hungry, 
whether living in plenty or in want.
Philippians 4:12 (NIV)



Clearly, my outer circumstances do not have to dictate my contentment.  

They will when I allow them to! 

But when the correct contents are held within my heart, then I will be content, with all unhealthy desires restrained.

And what are the correct contents?

An old favorite song from when my children were far younger came to mind:

I have the love of Jesus, 
love of Jesus
down in my heart.
(Where?)
Down in my heart!
(Where?)
Down in my heart!

I have the love of Jesus,
love of Jesus, 
down in my heart.
(Where?)
Down in my heart to stay!

And I’m so happy,
so very happy!
I’ve got the love of Jesus 
in my heart!
(Down in my heart)
And I'm so happy,
so very happy!
I’ve got the love of Jesus
in my heart!



Jesus in my Heart

Perhaps this sounds sounds simplistic. 

But I believe it is this simple:

I am content when Jesus is my heart's sole content.

No, it's not easy...at least not for me. 

Not yet.

For decades, I've allowed my external circumstances to dictate my thoughts, my beliefs, my moods, my words, my actions, my reactions.

And the havoc this has wreaked -- in my life and my marriage and my relationship with my children and my friendships -- makes "restrained desires" sound like sweet sweet music to my tired ears.


When Jesus is the Content of Our Hearts

When Jesus is the content of my Sanguine heart, I will be content with the joy He brings in the present moment, with no need to keep seeking or creating more "fun".

When Jesus is the content of my Melancholy heart, I will be content in His perfection, without needing to strive to prove my own.

When Jesus is the content of my Choleric heart, I will be content with His control of my life, with no need to keep trying to get it back.

When Jesus is the content of my Phlegmatic heart, I will be content with His peace that passes all understanding, without needing to play relational peace-faker.

When Jesus is my heart's content, I can say, "My heart's content!" 

In any and every circumstance.



Your Turn:
  • What does "content" mean to you? 
  • What helps you make Jesus your heart's content
  • Anything else on your heart!


    Day 16: NO RECORD (+ How to Have Grudge-Free Holidays)


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    Confessions a Grudge-Holder


    During the holidays, I'm going to be mingling with a wide variety of friends and family members.

    And when I see some people, I'm going immediately think to myself, "There's the person who...
    • hung up on me in the middle of a phone call because I wouldn’t give her the information she wanted."
    • showed my children an 8-hour mini-series we never would have shown them."
    • mocked my new haircut which I was desperately trying to like."
    • went through my private drawers while visiting our house."
    • criticized me, loudly and in front of everyone, for disciplining my daughter on her birthday."

    Love = Letting Go

    God makes it clear that 


    [Love] is not rude, 
    it is not self-seeking, 
    it is not easily angered, 
    it keeps no record of wrongs. 

    1 Corinthians 13:5 (NIV)

    If love keeps no record of wrongs, but I do keep record of wrongs, then clearly I do not love.

    I can not be a woman whose love protects and a woman who holds grudges. 

    One or the other, not both.


    1% or 99%?

    For years, I didn’t just keep records of wrongs. I embellished those records. 

    I’m part Armenian, so I grew up with “Why ruin a good story with the facts?” as my story-telling motto.

    Problem is, I do the same with not-so-good stories, too.

    Back in May, I wrote about “the sorbet incident.” It probably lasted all of 5, maybe 10, seconds. 

    But when I’m in record-keeping mode, I can make any “incident” last 5 or 10 minutes...hours...days...weeks! 

    I keep rehearsing it, filling in more and more awful details with each repetition. 

    Soon, what might have reflected 1% of a relationship now consumes 99% of my thoughts about that relationship.


    The Cell Phone (Almost) Incident

    A couple weeks ago, Daniel finally “had it up to here” with his Android cell phone. He pulled his old LG Voyager out of storage, marched into the Verizon store, and asked to have his old phone re-activated. 

    “I know you got me the Android as a gift,” he said apologetically, “but I just can’t stand it any longer.”

    I gave you the Android as a gift? This is news to me!

    I’d given him the Voyager as a birthday gift about four years ago. But the Android joined the family (according to my best recall) when his Voyager battery started dying and our daughter convinced him to try an Android.

    I’d personally tried an Android for all of 2 miserable hours and gone straight back to a BlackBerry. So would never give a phone I'd hated to tears (yes, tears!) as gift.

    And I was about to make 99% of my relationship with Daniel all about “helping” him remember this important fact.

    Fortunately, my “baditude” got interrupted before it went that far.

    Re-minding myself of promises from God’s word, I realized: 

    it. doesn’t. matter. 

    It's a far-less-than 1% moment. 

    It’s over. 

    Keep no record.

    Be a woman whose love protects.

    Don’t hold a grudge. 

    Let it go.


    The 5:1 “Baditude” Banishment Ratio

    According to marriage researcher John Gottman, couples whose communication fall within a 5:1 ratio of positives to negatives are far less likely to divorce than those with lower ratios.

    I’m applying this same ratio to all relationships. 

    When I have a baditude-triggering encounter with a person, I’m challenging myself to actively seek 5 positive interactions with them ASAP.

    This way, instead of a 1% issue metastasizing into 99% of my thoughts about that person, I’m intentionally filling my mind and heart with new positive experiences with them.

    Experiences that crowd out the grudges.

    Experiences that leave only room for love.

    Love that keeps no record.

    So I can be a woman whose love protects.


    Your Turn:

    • Of what "wrongs" are you most likely to keep record?
    • How do you keep "little things" from growing way out of proportion in your own mind and heart?
    • Anything else on your heart!


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