Don’t Be Stupid

Because it’s important to me to keep this blog updated I’ve decided to try something new to help me stay on point. Sometimes I don’t write because I just don’t have the energy to think of something to write about. So the other week I was reading Proverbs 12 and it was like every single verse was piercing my heart, convicting me and in a thousand different areas of my life but each one so relevant and in time. So I thought, why don’t I just take a proverb, not a whole chapter but just one out of a chapter, and use it to unravel the “in time” happenings of my life and heart. Takes the pressure off of trying to think anything up. I still may muck it up anyway, but I’m giving it a shot!

So today’s proverb is:

Whoever loves discipline loves knowledge, but whoever hates correction is stupid.”

First question that has to be asked is, who loves discipline? This is evidence of a regenerated heart. Normal people don’t love discipline. I mean, my son, 3 years old and with no guile in him, does not like discipline. Not one bit. He does not like getting his way and he does not like getting disciplined for disobeying when he doesn’t get his way. And this happens a lot. 

I remember when I worked with YWAM in Australia I was working as an assistant to the director of our base. One day, I made a mistake and to cover up that mistake I lied about it. I was scared that he would be mad so I just lied out of self preservation and fear. I could have gotten away with this lie, he would have never found out about it. But it haunted me like a plague. I was consumed with guilt and deep conviction. So, I decided I was going to walk to work the next morning and the very first thing I was going to do was tell him the truth. I walked into his office, sat down, and spilled the beans. He was surprised, disappointed, but not angry. He asked me why I did it and then like a good father would explained the consequences of my actions. He told me I needed to confess and apologize to the other people that my little white lie had affected which I knew was right but of course the idea of having to come clean all over again to other people that I deeply respected and looked up to was horrifying to me. Before I left his office he opened his bible up to 1 Cor. 9:24.

“Do you not know that in a race all the runners run, but only one gets the prize? Run in such a way as to get the prize…”

And then in verse 26 it goes onto say,

Therefore I do not run like someone running aimlessly; I do not fight like a boxer beating the air. No, I strike a blow to my body and make it my slave so that after I have preached to others, I myself will not be disqualified for the prize.”

He said to me, “Anna, don’t get disqualified from the race. Run in such a way to win the prize.” And then he hugged me and I wept. I wept out of relief, out of gratitude that he didn’t condemn and neither did the Lord, out of sadness that I had disappointed both him and the Lord and others who were affected by my fib. But the strangest thing happened, I walked out of that office so proud. I felt free and I felt so glad that I had done it, I had told the truth. I was proud but I also had required an obvious “limp” from the pride of my flesh taking a heavy blow. But for the most part, I felt free, light and cared for and loved by my spiritual father who was my boss and also by my heavenly Father.

What is the point of this? The discipline that I received that day was painful but it felt so very good. It was like water washing the guilt of my sin away and making me clean and bright. I loved it. It was addicting.

I loved discipline. This is evidence of a regenerated heart.

Whoever loves discipline loves knowledge.

To love discipline is to love to know more. To love to know more is to love discipline. They go hand in hand.

I want to know more about life and godliness?

I want to know more about the purpose of life?

I want to search out the deep and immeasurable riches of Christ?

Then it is required that I also love the rod of His discipline. I must welcome it and give it complete access to my broken life.

Knowledge without discipline gives way to pride and arrogance which is like poison to our bodies. Knowledge with discipline forms us into the likeness of Christ.

“…but God disciplines us for our good, in order that we may share in his holiness. No discipline seems pleasant at the time, but painful. Later on, however, it produces a harvest of righteousness and peace for those who have been trained by it.”

It is stunning that the human heart could begin to love and crave discipline. It is miraculous. But it’s possible. And when we do love it, that’s a pretty good sign. It is evidence of Christ in us conforming us into His image. Hallelujah.

And if we want knowledge without discipline or correction from The Father…well, then we’re just plain stupid.

“Whoever hates correction is stupid.”

Love it. We all need a good stern kick in the pants every so often. Thanks, Solomon for using such poetic language to cut straight to the heart.

So in closing my exhortation is – don’t be stupid! Welcome the discipline of the Lord into your life! Be cleansed and washed by His rod! Be conformed into the likeness of Christ! And take heart, we know we are children of God if we are being disciplined. Did you just feel that twig branch whip against your spiritual bum? Rejoice, HE LOVES YOU!!!!!!!

 

 

 

 

 

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Update on Life

 

DALTON

Dalton took a trip with a small media team to Israel last month to work on this film. I can not tell you how excited I am about this film! I am so impressed with the work that these guys have done so far and can not wait to see the finished project. Read more about it on the website! Hoping that it will be released within the year.

Dalton heads to the states on Saturday to be a part of the Israel Convocation that is taking place in Kansas City. You can read more about it here. He will be gone for about 10 days and will be bringing us back some American treats! 🙂

In March he is heading with some dear servant hearted friends to the Syrian border where many of the Syrian refugees are coming in. We are hoping to form some relationships over that way and find some open doors so that we can continue to visit and lend a helping hand. Later in the month he is heading to France to teach on a DTS.

And finally, in April he is headed back to the states, this time to Chicago to be apart of the Ekballo Conference with our new friend, David Sitton. You can read more about what David and his team are doing here.

THE BOYS

Isaiah is cuter than ever and loving using the little bit of language that he has learned wherever he goes. He energetically and enthusiastically greats everyone that we pass and delights every passerby because of his joy and his efforts to communicate with them in their native tongue. It surprises them every time that this little blonde haired, blue eyed boy is speaking to them in their language. Isaiah is also VERY HAPPY to have his best friend from New Zealand join us with his brother and his parents.

Elisha turned 2 years old!! I can not believe it! My baby is growing so very fast and my heart just can’t keep up. He is delightful as ever bringing joy to all that he encounters. He is so affectionate and warms all of our hearts with his hugs and cuddles. He also is finding his temper and throws tantrums with the best of two year olds. He still isn’t interested in talking but we’re all ok with that because we love his gibberish. J I love watching him grow but want him to stay a baby forever too. I’m sure every parent can relate.

ANNA

I am doing well. It has been a crazy 4 ½ months! I have had more up’s and down’s than I can count and have thought numerous times about checking myself into a sanitarium. But, all in all, I am well. I feel honored to be here, ministering among these precious people. I have been deeply impacted by the warmth and hospitality of the people of this nation. I feel humbled that the Lord would bring me here and often feel I have little to offer but then of course I am reminded that no matter how warm and how hospitable these people are, if they don’t know Jesus they are going to hell. And it’s at that moment that I realize that that I have treasure of great value to offer these precious people. I’m marked by the wisdom of 1 Corinthians 1:27. I am weak and I am definitely foolish, therefore I am qualified. I am getting the hang of things here, making friends at the markets and the salon and even the stationary store. I am glad to be living here.

FAI

We have 3 new families and 1 young man that have joined us in the last month and a half. We have doubled in size and by May we will have tripled in size with still more dear saints joining us. In September we are running our first training school which you can read more about on our website. We are currently receiving applications and conducting interviews with prospective students. We have capped the number at 12 units. To us a “unit” includes single individuals, married couples as well as couples with children. We are excited to see what the Lord does during the time that we have these dear people that will join us for the school.

We are continuing in our language learning, which is challenging! But oh so rewarding every time we get to use what we have learned. We are making friends with neighbors, vendors, real estate agents, and anyone else we may happen to meet on the street. It’s not hard to make friends because of the warmth of the people. We’re meeting every morning for prayer and worship. WE meet twice a week for bible study, fellowship and prophetic exhortation from different ones in the community. We’re still learning, making lots of mistakes, and covered in lots of grace. The Lord is faithful and we are leaning in on Him for strength and guidance as we walk this journey.

I know my updates have been few and far between on this blog but it is sometime I desire to keep up. I have been sick for almost a month now, fighting a chest cold that I just can’t seem to shake. But, as I said, it is my desire to keep it up. Thanks for those who keep checking in to see if it’s been updated! It may take a while but eventually there will be something worth reading slapped up on here.

Pray for us! We need it. Pray for our family while Dalton is traveling. Pray for health in our family and community. Pray for us as we experience growth and the growing pains that come with it. Pray for grace upon grace upon grace to rest on our weak frames. We love you all and are so thankful for your love and support.