Friday, September 6

Confessions (Whatever is not of Faith is sin)

Confessions 9/6/2013

The other day I asked some friends for prayer regarding our housing situation. WE BOUGHT A HOUSE IN THE COUNTRY! But the 60-day closing has turned into 90+ due to a back-log of applications at the main office… blah blah blah. In my request for prayer, I stated I was not worried just in need of wisdom. Later that day however, God revealed my heart- worry and fear were very present. I was not feeling sick-to-my-stomach-what-is-going-to-happen to us fear, oh no, I am far to refined for that, it was more of the logical reasoning type of fear. The reality hit me that we have to sign a document terminating our rental lease before we actually legally have the house and if anything fell through we would be without  a place to live (temporarily). Anyone who has bought a home before has realized this and possibility felt the “uneasiness” as well… at least they seem to on HGTV reality shows.  Nevertheless, God, in His great love for me, used even this realization of fear to bring change to my heart. God reminded me of Proverbs 3:5-7. This passage is somewhat hard for me to forget considering, not to long ago, our church spent almost a year on this passage alone.

“Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and do not lean on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make straight your paths”

I began to wonder if the last line was contingent on the prior encouragements. Meaning, if instead of trusting in the Lord I choose fear and lean on my own understanding and fail to acknowledge Him and His ways in a given situation, would that prohibit God from making my path straight? I realized, yet again, how my fear keeps me from understanding God, trusting God, knowing God, and seeing His direction in my life. This Proverb is closely connected to Paul’s words in 2 Cor. 10: 3-5 in my mind.  Paul tells us to destroy every argument and lofty opinion raised against the knowledge of God, and take every thought captive to obey Christ. The reality is that my thoughts were not in obedience to Christ but were focused on the ‘what-if’s’ of the now. In doing so, I was raising up some very false opinions of God. As I prayed I asked God to show me what my “arguments” and “lofty opinions” were in this situation and God in His grace revealed them. The list was humbling. My fear of displacement revealed that on some levels I do not believe in Gods care for me, in His faithfulness, His goodness.

My old man is still alive and well and popping up to say hello during the routine experiences of life!

 However, this time, instead of chalking it up to the normal “home-buying-fears-everyone-has” God called me toward repentance. He reminded me that staying in fear is like raising up a barricade to the knowledge of God that He is desiring to reveal to me. By staying in fear, I rely on my natural faulty understanding to make decisions instead of allowing God to enlighten and straighten my path. So, as I have had to do so many times before and will most likely have to do many times more I repented for fear.


One of the hardest verses for me in scripture is Romans 14:23 “For whatever is not of faith is sin”. We can easily become bogged down by this verse as so much of our humanity is wrapped up in doubt. Or, we can allow the Holy Spirit the rightful place to reveal both our sin and our righteousness (Jn. 16:8-10) and repent when the darkness in us is revealed, and then thank God for the revealing because in doing so we allow His light to shine in the darkness. He brings freedom from the fear and our faith is strengthened. In repentance, fear looses its grip, the knowledge of God can enter; we will be changed!

Wednesday, April 24

Tragedy, Forgiveness, and God


Forgiveness, one of the hardest expressions for us to extend, and yet one of the most necessary for our Spiritual health. Every generation has experienced tragedy and unspeakable evils during their life, moments that cause us to questions the fate of humanity and, at times, even the goodness of God.

Recent events [mass shootings, bombing, attempted assassinations of our leaders, the massive spread of human trafficking leading to slavery and sexual exploitation] seem to catch us off guard each time they are exposed. At times evil feels distant from our daily life, emotions, and experiences, but then, other events take place, which hit us at our core, and wake us up to reality.

This week I watched an interview on CBS this morning (watch here). The topic was religion and hope following the Boston bombing. One host asked the tough question: “how do you forgive the boys…?” (referring to the alleged attackers), and then: “does everybody deserve forgiveness?” I was struck by the Pastor’s response: “Forgiveness, really, this is the truth, is for our self. You’re not forgiving or excusing what they did; you’re releasing yourself from bitterness, releasing yourself from heartache. So I really believe forgiveness is for us, so that we can move on”

My intent is not to criticize or demean but I have two main issues with this response. First, forgiveness is not selfish; actually, it is the opposite, for it is self-less. In forgiveness, we are denying our self the perceived right of revenge, anger, hurt, and judgment. We are also releasing the other person from our retribution, in the process trusting God to deal with the consequences. Forgiveness does not deny consequences; to the contrary, it allows those consequences to come from a place of love and pure justice.

Secondly, I wonder what this definition of forgiveness means when we look at God. Does God forgive purely for selfish reasons? Is God’s forgiveness simply releasing himself from holding onto hurt we have caused Him? I do not believe so. Rather, God forgives because it is His character to do so. The forgiveness of God is a direct result of His promise that all who believe in the one He sent [Jesus] will be saved.

As we seek comfort In the Midst of tragedy, the words we choose to display God and encourage the hurting must be carefully crafted and spoken with prayerfully thought communication. God is the only hope for the nations and diminishing Gods great gift of forgiveness to a selfish endeavor misses the true character of God and leads to false forgiveness. Forgiveness is not a matter of will power and redirection of emotional energy, it is submitting to the grace of God for you and for others.

Tuesday, March 5

mature in surrender



My generation is lost. Following the great enlightenment, of the 17/18th centuries and the cultural enlightenment of the sixties, which our parents grew up under, once having children, they instructed us in their ways. We were told that our personal happiness was the highest goal; and suffering must be avoided at cost (and is never from God!). We were told that if we married and became unhappy, God would not want us to be so, divorce was justified, allowed, even recommended. Sexual pleasures outside of marriage were expected, and then allowed; considered normal and not in conflict with the Faith. All moral boundaries became suspect and left up to a personal consciousness never developed in the first place. The grace of God became a blanket to cover all our actions, Gods forgiveness was always extended (leaving out the ‘go and sin no more’ exhortations!). We were told that God only has good things for us so we should pursue whatever made us happy and fulfilled; that was God’s will. Disciplines were lost, because our own parents could not subject themselves to them, how could they train us to do so? Not only do we now lack discipline but also following the disciplines (prayer, fasting, giving/tithing/silence etc.) is associated with religion, which must be avoided at all costs!

BUT! When I consider the hero’s of the faith, those written about in the Bible and those who have lived through out history, I see men and women who surrendered, or desired to surrender, themselves completely to the will of God regardless of what it meant during this temporal life. These were men and woman who recognized their souls were little more than unruly toddlers crying out for a candy at every turn, toddlers who needed to be trained so they could grow into adults, mature in surrender.

We were taught a false understanding of happiness and peace. In Reality, (useing the capital to designate true Reality from our reality or life as we see it.) true joy and peace come from submitting to the will of the father no matter the cost, knowing that both the happiness and pains of this life are but for a moment while the eternal life of God will never end!

I consider those like Hudson Taylor who, though he could afford more comfortable dwellings and satisfying food, determined to live in his now as if he were already in China. He prepared himself for the sufferings he would surely endure for the sake of the Gospel knowing that by doing so those who lived in darkness would see the light of the glorious Gospel of Christ and become awakened to eternal life! This was his joy and pleasure- to suffer for the sake of Christ.

I consider the missionaries (Ed McCulley, Nate Saint, Jim Elliot, Pete Fleming, and Roger Youderian) who entered the Amazon jungle in Ecuador to reach out to the most violent tribe believing that their violence sprang from not knowing their creator God and His great love for them. These men who were martyred for the sake of the Gospel, who did not fight back, whose families did not require vengeance (as expected), but instead gave up their life as well to go back to those who had killed their husbands and fathers and love them. The blood of those martyrs called out to the Huaorani (Auca) Indians and the light of the Gospel shone in the jungle as many saw Christ and believed in Him.

I consider men and women willing to live a celibate life if God asked them do, willing to forgo the physical and emotional desires for a spouse for the call of God. Those who cared more for holiness than personal desires, those willing to discipline their bodies, their eyes, their hands, their mouths, all for the sake of Christ. Those who counted all these things a joy realizing that it is not about what one gives up in this life but what one gains from giving of their whole life to the loving creator God.

These heroes of the faith, and many more, knew that suffering was not to be avoided but accepted when it came. They knew suffering could be a gift from God to refine the and train their own soul. They believed that in this life our suffering, with grace and endurance, allows the light of Christ to shine into the darkest places.

Today, I consider Pastor Saeed Abedini, an Iranian-American citizen; a man working to build an orphanage in Iran, fulfilling the call of the Gospel to care for the orphans, a man arrested for his faith and sent to one of the worst prisons in Iran. Pastor Saeed is tortured, beaten, and mocked through the day, every day. He is now suffering internal bleeding from so much abuse, and yet he still prays daily for the salvation of those who beat him Here is a man who hugged the fellow prisoner who lunged to attack him. A man who bids us to look at all of our circumstances in light of the Gospel of Christ and decide now if we will give all of our life, holding nothing back, knowing that in all things- God is still Good!

These decisions are not ones made when the trials arise but now, in the dailies of our life. When Elizabeth Elliott (wife of Jim Elliott, one of the missionaries to the Ecuadorian Jungle martyred) was asked about her husband dying in the jungle she simply yet emphatically answered that Jim did not die in the Jungle. The reporter, confused because it was very clear, her husband died in the Jungle, asked her again. She responded that Jim did not die in the jungle- he died when he got down on his knees and gave his whole life to Christ!

These were men and women who believed in God- more than yearning for the fleshly desires of this world, yet they experienced greater joys that we could ever imagine. They saw life reborn, they became vessels delivering the miracles of God. These ran not for an earthly crown, which withers away, but for an eternal crown which they will receive as they enter the gates of splendor, cheered by all for the sacrifice of their whole life for the glory of God. They were over-whelmed by the all-consuming love and truth of God and gave their all in return!

These are the lives my generation must meditate on and emulate. The lives we must live in front of our children and talk to them about in the evening. Becoming and raising a generation knowing true happiness, self-sacrifice, and the love of God. A generation fulfilling our call on earth, spreading the light of Christ in the midst of so much darkness. A generation repenting for the ways in which we are sucked in by the world and bewitched by her ways. Surrendering our whole self to the will of God knowing that He is good and He is love!

Imagine a world where believers lived with such self-abandon for the sake of Christ! Imagine a church over-whelmed by the holiness of God and desiring that very same holiness present in their life. A church willing to live so closely to the truth of God, unwilling to waiver, unwilling to submit to culturally relevant demands often contrary to “The Way”. Imagine a Church so in love with God they are not their first priority. Imagine you, me, more in love with God everyday, so much that we desire to train up our own soul as we would a child. Us, willing to give up our favorite television show to pour over the word of God. Us, willing to give up our favorite meals to practice the discipline of fasting- growing closer to God in the process. Us, understanding the Grace of God is not a blanket covering everything we do but the power to live a crucified life, the power to overcome sin and our own selfishness, the power to actually give our lives fully to Him.

“And people who do not know the Lord ask why in the world we waste our lives as missionaries. They forget that they too are expending their lives... and when the bubble has burst they will have nothing of eternal significance to show for the years they have wasted.”

Nate Saint
Missionary and Martyr for the
Sake of the Gospel in Ecuador


Sunday, December 9

A worthy Legacy


This month marks eleven years since the passing of my Mother, Linda Lou (Hoban) Brinkman. This week my Sister found a letter that my Mom wrote to me when I was around 13 years old, that she never gave to me, or if she did I forgot because I was only 13. She opened the letter by calling me her 'Angel' and reminded me about ten times in three pages that I am a messenger of God, and that is why God had her name me Angela, which as it happens means messenger of God. She reminded me to always follow the call of God and to walk in obedience. Nothing in this letter was new, my Mom was always great with words and communicating her love to us, she never failed to encourage us, so this letter was not the 'here's all the things I wish I had said to you more often' kind of letter. It was all the things she was constantly telling me to the point of my annoyance. While the whole letter was an emotional read to say the least, it was her final words that hit the hardest: "Know that God will be a Father to you and a Friend to you. He wants to be your JOY and DELIGHT... Though He is a Father, know that He has the heart of a Mother. A heart of unconditional love and compassion." Reading these words I was reminded of Jesus' own words for the Jews, weeping over them, wishing He could gather them together like a hen does her chicks under her wing (Lk.13:34); and of Gods promise to comfort Israel as a mother comforts her child (Is. 66). You see, my father was not the greatest Dad for the majority of my life, so from early on God was my only Father, even though I was terribly angry with Him and misunderstood Him, still He was all I had. My Mom reminded me of these words one other time, it was the last time I saw her before she passed. She knew that I knew God was my Father and that God had been filling that role in my life but she wanted me to know that when she left this earth I was not alone, I was not an orphan, just as God was my Father, He would also be my Mother. All the roles that are divided between parents in the care, nurturing, and development of their child, God would fulfill. I have treasured those words in my heart! My Mom wrote this letter toward the end of her first bout with cancer, of which she survived and went onto five years of remission. As we celebrated her fifth year and looked forward with hope my Mom fell ill again and after five years of cancer-free check-ups the cancer had returned and spread through out. I had wonderful conversations with my Mom during this time, and many tears, but she would always remind me to stay close to God and to trust in Him. These are the things I will forever hold onto. Not because it was what she said to me towards the end of her life but because I had watcher her live those words from the time I was young. Now the best way I know to honor her memory is live in a like manner, walking close to the Father, listening to His voice, and following His path no matter where it may lead. And that is the legacy I hope to leave my kids...the same as my Mother left to me... may it go on through each generation until Christ returns Amen!