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Driving Under the Influence of Anger…

I apologized to my husband for driving into the side of the garage.

Acting childishly, and furious at him over something stupid (and not the point of this blog, so I won’t go into it), I hastily pulled away, paying no attention to the enormous dwelling next to the vehicle, clipping the brick and nailing the corner of the van.

So for the last several months, we decorated and secured the front fender with duct tape.

And God used this situation to teach me a ton of things about marriage. Like what “one flesh” can look like in the midst of sin.

I have to admit it’s not the most attractive thing to drive:

And honestly, I really don’t care what I drive. Someday, I’ll own a Ford Mustang Convertible… but for now, I chauffeur children, pets, sports and musical equipment.

So yesterday, while I was on my way to a meeting, my husband called, wanting to know if I was doing anything that afternoon.

Uh-Oh.

I asked him what he needed, and he let me know he had found a used van to replace our high mileage-and-damaged old one.

Oh.

He needed the duct-tape clad vehicle detailed so he could see what he could get for it from the used car dealer.

He wanted to come home in a few hours to get it.

I paused.

And I thought.

Then made a decision.

I chose to turn around and go home and spend the next three hours detailing the van.

He thanked me profusely for doing this. I called and explained myself to our Operations Director, who, because she is a grown up and holds the same values that I do (especially the one about “family and husband comes first over ministry meetings”) understood completely and encouraged me.

And God blessed me for my choice through a phone call from a friend, so I wasn’t working alone.

So while I made the wrong choice initially (to be angry enough at another to be careless enough to damage our property), I felt like I had been given a second chance to right the wrong. Yes, I had apologized to my husband for smashing the van. Yes, I told my children what I had done and why it was wrong, and asked their forgiveness as well. But instead of acting like a put-out spoiled brat, inconvenienced by my hub’s desire to replace the above vehicle, I embraced an opportunity and chose to think about the situation and my husband as God would see both.

And what did I see?

My hub just wanted to bless me. There was nothing about his communication that said, “You owe me this. This is your fault in the first place.” He was interacting with me in a healthy-adult way, allowing me the freedom to make my own choices. And because I realized that, I could have said, “No, I have a meeting,” and he would have figured something else out. Instead, I chose to be part of “team Roesner,” just like my husband was doing. And I remembered months ago, instead of being angry at me about how I had damaged the van, he accepted my apology, replaced the lights, and repeatedly checked and replaced the duct tape for me. But most importantly, he didn’t hold a grudge. He acted like a grown up and moved on.

God showed me those things. I probably wouldn’t have seen them on my own.

So, while I don’t care what I drive, I choose to feel blessed because my knight in shining armor delivered a new-to-us chariot to his princess last night, in her very favorite color in the whole world:

And this morning, when the Lord shared Proverbs 30:33 with me:

For the churning of milk produces butter, and pressing the nose brings forth blood; so the churning of anger produces strife.

I saw what could have been, and so often is, the reality for too many people.

Strife.

Because of churning. Holding onto grudges, letting things fester, blaming others, etc.

And humbly, I recognize how even sin handled well produces blessing.

I don’t deserve this gift.

And I’m not talking about the van.

I’m talking about my husband’s gracious attitude and gentle care of me in the midst of it all.

I don’t deserve Jesus, either, and yet, when we accept the gift, proclaim Him as Lord, and then start living our lives for Him alone, those around us are influenced and do likewise. Undeserved grace is what I received from my Lord and my husband.

Dare you to trust Him enough this morning to do likewise… He really does know best. His ways are always perfect.

AND… Double-Dog-Dare you to read the rest of Proverbs 30 to see what other nuggets He has for you this day: http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=proverbs%2030&version=NASB

Glad to be on the journey with you!

~Nina

the respect dare … and little things

A young man with whom I am well acquainted and I had a rather disturbing discussion.  Without being too specific, let’s just say that an incident occured in which a lack of common sense resulted in a small catastrophe.  I realize that individuals under the age of 25 are lacking in the frontal lobe (common sense) development department, however the wisdom of GOD appeared in that moment and I remembered the proverb which essentially tells us that if we are responsible in the little things, we can be trusted with bigger ones. 

He said to me, “Why do you care about this?  It’s a little thing.”  I said to him, “It is precisely that reason that I do care.  How can I trust you to think through the possible outcomes when driving a car, if you won’t do that with something small like this?  Your track record needs to get established now, or you’ll be an 18 year old whose Mom is still driving him around.”

That of course, to a teenager, is a fate worse than death.

Thankfully, I’m not a “naggy-momma” and am careful about what I choose to offer constructive feedback about – all the while making sure my words are typically peppered with much love, grace and encouragement.  All that to say, he paid close attention to this feedback.

I happened to think later about all the things God entrusts into our hands, and how when we are faithful and take good care of what He gives us, He entrusts us with more.  A lightbulb went off in my head, and the blinding light of revelation of truth suddenly made the last four years of my life make sense.  I have often wondered why ministry work has been so much harder than the secular business stuff I used to do.  I have often wondered when or if it would become easier. 

As of today, I no longer wonder.  I am happy things are hard still.  Why?  Because as my capacity to handle more increases, so does what He gives me to handle.  If it were getting easier, it would probably mean He’s giving me less and I’m not demonstrating the ability to take care of what He’s given me.  So I need to have the right perspective, looking back to the days before I started to remind myself just how far He’s brought me.  This enables me to literally, “Count it all joy,” like the apostle Paul so wisely recommends.

What’s that got to do with respecting our husbands?  It’s really simple.  We need to continue to plow ahead in His perfect strength, and measure our progress with the yardstick butted up to where we were before we started growing, not against yesterday.  We humans are such short sighted beings, desiring of immediate gratification, even in the growth department.  We need to have God’s perspective – and intend to stay in marriage for the long haul, doing whatever it takes each day.  

And recognize that it might not seem easier, but that in and of itself is probably actually a good thing.

So, measure your growth in supernatural terms…from before you even heard of the concept of respect!

Dare ya.

Blessings,

Nina

the respect dare … and His blessings

After the morning run today, and after filling my head (and heart) with His Word, I rested near our garden pond and listened to the water cascading over the rocks into the water.  Glancing back toward the house, I caught an interesting reflection in the large bay windows.  The reflection of a large stand of trees behind our house filled the windows, and as the breeze blew the branches around, I could catch small glimpses of sunlight breaking through the leaves.  What amazed me was how blindingly bright these pinpricks of light were, so much so in fact, that I couldn’t even look at them for more than a second. 

It occured to me in that moment two things; first, our minds can only partially comprehend even the smallest portion of God’s glory, and when we see it, it’s often blinding and we cannot keep our gaze upon it.  More on that in a moment.  Second, even a reflection of His glory (what we are designed to be) can have that kind of impact. 

Regarding the first point, I think of John.  He knew Jesus.  He walked, ate, served, and prayed with him for three years, and yet in Revelation, when John saw Jesus in His glory, what was his response?  He fell on his face, overwhelmed with the glory of God in Jesus.  Even a guy classified as one of Jesus’ tight friends could only comprehend so much.  And what He saw blew him away.  I also think of Saul who became Paul.  His encounter with the risen Jesus left him blinded.  And the transformation in his life was obvious – from persecutor to follower. 

In thinking about the second point, I believe it is directly connected to the first.  In other words, are our own lives so transformed by our relationship with the living God, that we are a blinding reflection of His character, love, goodness and power?  Are we daily stepping outside our comfort zone because of what He has done for us – or are we still stuck in the quagmire of mediocrity, drowning in our own covetous nature, focusing on the things of this world, living a “safe” little life?  Or are we taking risks for His glory and fulfilling the purposes He has planned for us while we’re on this little rock? 

And in our marriages, are we choosing to risk it all by following God’s Word, completely, wholely forever, or do we decide to “give this respect thing a try,” then give up when it’s still hard three days, three weeks, three months or three years later?  Honestly, it took nearly seven years for me to be able to look back and see the difference that God has made through the application of respect in our marriage.  The transformation?  Going from being good friends to deeply intimate confidantes who are permanently and irrevocably committed to each other.

Bottom Line:  The race is long.  Run it well, knowing it isn’t over until the day of your last breath this side of heaven.

Dare you to ask God to reveal to you and confirm His purpose for your life. 

Double-dog-dare you to follow it.

Blessings,

Nina