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I lay in the green grass of our backyard, staring at little purple flowers, bathing in sunshine. This, my friends, is why I love living in Georgia. I nearly lose my mind in the short few months that truly are our winter. The dawn of March finds my heart, soul, mind screaming in unison: Get. Me. Outside.

And keep me there, thank you very much.

It’s hard not to think of creation, sitting out here in it. The other night I felt like reading Genesis, just for the fun of it. I like doing that. Just picking up something to read with no set agenda, no high expectation of earth shattering revelations, just reading.

And what I saw, with fresh eyes, is just how much God enjoys creating. He likes it. He wanted to create and so He did, a lot. I’ve never thought of it that simply before. Oddly, He refers to it as work, valuable, heartfelt work. And yet He also says throughout the scriptures that there is nothing better than enjoying one’s work. How interesting that a God that could simply BE chose instead to CREATE. Creating is a mighty, meaty calling, and I am beginning to believe that we, made in His image, enjoy creating too.

I never used to think this. Creating was for other people, those that were off doing more beautiful things than I. Never mustering more than a “C” in Art class, I believed that creating was not my thing. Now I am a new convert to this creating process: blooming with a new belief that even though I may not have shined like other classmates, I am also not meant to be dull.

I am a parchment paper Momma. For this is how I am branching out creatively. The other night our daughter proposed making homemade pretzels. Homemade pretzels on a Thursday night with a “not very domesticated mother?” It is just these kinds of nudges out of my comfort zone that continually surprise me and delight me as a parent. Why would we make homemade pretzels on a Thursday night? Or more importantly, why shouldn’t we? So, off to Publix we went for the ingredients, and at 35 years, I bought my very first box of parchment paper. It felt a little sacred. For until then, parchment paper was for other people. You know, creative baking types. Behold! I have a parchment paper, people. This is a big deal. We made the pretzels. They turned out pretty well. A couple days later, I tried a cake recipe. It did not turn out well. Yet, for the first time, the fun in the opportunity to create outweighed the reality that it did not taste good. For the first time, I didn’t feel the weight of defeat, I felt the surge that comes with answering the call to create.

I love watching our children align with the call to create. They do it so effortlessly and joyfully. They don’t over-think it or over-analyze. They are rich in their use of colors. They have big plans, even if left with half dried play dough and broken crayons, almost dried out markers and scrap paper.

They have no sense of how their art measures up against that of other people; free to bask in the glory of the process of thinking something and then living it, however they picture it in their minds.

I am getting better at it. Creating beyond the limits that have lived in my brain for too long. Stickers are a safe place to start. I simply adore scrapbooking stickers. I stick them everywhere. Everywhere the call to create takes me. Sometimes I position them however feels right on card stock and I frame it. And I smile. I take a little break, and simply celebrate creation. And then I smile and sigh, contently, because in this moment, I am like my Creator.

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We are born into a new life, a new relationship with God when we embrace who Jesus is. We cannot dissect the two: love or respect for God and Jesus separately. They are not individual offerings amongst a spiritual buffet where we take one but not the other. A helping of one includes embracing the other. Our love for God overflows into a life lived loving others, and we need not complicate: we love God deeply by loving those close to us, in our homes, in our own fellowships, those with our shared beliefs across the world. Our day to day schedules may look different, but we are bonded in our commitment to observe God’s commandments. To love God is to maintain a dedication to His commandments, and these are not meant to be a burden, not meant to weary. Instead, He intends to lift any weariness, wipe it away, and refresh. Satan wishes for us to fail, and to feel no sense of overcoming victory. Each second, he works hard to make God’s Word appear burdensome. On the contrary, victory is to be ours, even when our own faith struggles to grasp this, there is God and Jesus, holding out the victory flag to us.

{Meditations on 1 John 5: 1-5}


“Who is it that overcomes the world?  Only the one who believes that Jesus is the Son of God.”                                 
1 John 5:5

Jesus’s role as both Christ and Son is key to embracing our opportunity to overcome. 


“For everyone born of God overcomes the world. This is the victory that has overcome the world, even our faith.” 1 John 5:4

Not only shall we live a life with God unburdened, we are overcomers. The power of overcoming runs deep, and fills any cracks left by maturing faith.


“Whoever believes that Jesus is the Christ is born of God, and whoever loves the Father loves the child born of Him.”      1 John 5:1

Belief and devotion that Jesus is the Christ brings us into a new life with God, and a new walk with God reflects love for the Son.


We love, because He first loved us.  This is one of the most striking uses of “because” in the scriptures to me.  We are able to process, receive, give, and participate in love because He first loved us.  He is the starting point, the ultimate indoctrination and initiation.   We because of He.  Dedication, loyalty, perseverance.

Such commitment should be mirrored with our relationships with fellow believers.  Our love for Him should overflow to create love for others to result in an unwavering respect and support for those that believe along with us.  With united hearts we look to Him and our common love for Him effects our attention to one another.   We may not physically see Him, but our love for one another reflects Him, and shines Him into the darkened and dimmed places.  Loving our brothers and sisters is a command fulfilled in our loving God.  Lacking love for one another brings into question one’s love of God.  The two are intertwined.  We can not simultaneously love God and disrespect or not submit to, or not care for fellow believers.  Such approach creates disunity and discord and makes the devil giggle.

John addresses young believers with this warning in the young church and it still rings true today.  Our worship, whether corporate on a Sunday, or singularly on a quiet morning, are not done in a vacuum.  Our love for He in connected for our love for one another.

{Meditations on 1 John 4:19-21}

 


“Whoever claims to love God yet hates a brother or sister is a liar. For whoever does not love their brother and sister, whom they have seen, cannot love God, whom they have not seen. ”

1 John 4:20

John’s sucker punch on fellowship: our love for one another that we can see directly reflects our love for God.  Or lack there of.  Truth and a lackluster love can not co-exist.