Note to self: People love you because they are loving people. Not because you are “loveable”.
Case study #1: how you still love people who do many unloving things to you.
But, I’m finally learning the lesson. So… to new adventures, new hope, and new joy. 🥂🍻
And to the person who told me my most redeemable quality is that I take @bu$3: 🖕
And to the person who told me that the only way I’d get the person I wanted was if I was given to them as punishment: 🖕
Ya’ll’s loss.
All this time I thought I was working for other people’s approval. Turns out all along I just needed to approve of myself. Love myself. Like myself. Forgive myself.
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Ready For Love
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Asceticism
The following is a paper I wrote for my world religions class:
Challenge: A common theme among many religions is asceticism. Dictionary.com defines asceticism as “the doctrine that a person can attain a high spiritual and moral state by practicing self-denial, self-mortification, and the like” or “rigorous self-denial; extreme abstinence; austerity”. Over the centuries there have been many in the Christian religion who have practiced various degrees of asceticism. Although there may be practical benefits associated with some of the principles of asceticism, the objection I am discussing as the challenge of this evaluation paper is whether the Christian Jesus was promoting asceticism in the Biblical story of the rich young ruler.
The Religion’s Response to the Challenge: The Biblical accounts of the rich young ruler occur in three of the four Synoptic gospels: Matthew 19, Mark 10, and Luke 18. In each of the accounts, a rich young ruler asks Jesus how to obtain eternal life. At first glance, it appears that Jesus responds by espousing the renunciation of material possessions and wealth as at least part of the equation for obtaining eternal life.
If that is true, then a dichotomy presents itself for Christian interpreters and practitioners who claim that the incarnation, death, and resurrection of Jesus Christ is the all-sufficient means by which humans obtain eternal life – apart from any work of their own.
Many commentators do the “no, but…”-shuffle in addressing this question. At times appearing to talk out of both sides of their mouth. On the one hand, saying eternal life is obtained through the work of Jesus Christ alone, imparted as a gift of grace. On the other hand, using this story as proof that although the work of Jesus Christ is a gift, it is not automatically imparted to all and one must do something in order to obtain the gift.
There are several suggestions provided by various school of Christians for how to obtain God’s gift. In addition to the necessity of believing, many use the story of the rich young ruler as proof that obedience to Jesus, following Jesus, and/or not valuing anything above Jesus is required in order to obtain the gift of eternal life.
In that regard, many Christian speakers therefore use the story of the rich young ruler as proof that Jesus was promoting asceticism. They extrapolate similar implications from other Biblical Scriptures in order to further defend this claim:
-The story of the poor widow who was praised by Jesus after he watched her give all her money to the temple (Luke 21).
-The story of Jesus telling his disciples that whoever loses their life will gain it (Matthew 16).
-The story of Jesus saying humans cannot serve both God and riches (Matthew 6).
Final Evaluation: I have personally concluded that the idea of Jesus promoting asceticism in the story of the rich young ruler is not adequately defended. In fact, I think Jesus is not at all concerned about money or material wealth in the story of the rich young ruler. Rather, taken in context as communicated in Luke 18, I think the story of the rich young ruler is the center point of a chiasm consisting of at least the parables preceding and following this story. In fact, assessed in that regard, it seems even more obvious that the author uses these parables in combination to specifically communicate that Jesus was NOT promoting either material wealth or poverty as an indication of spiritual significance or attainment.
In one of the parables preceding the story of the rich young ruler in Luke 18, Jesus talks about how a uber-religious man and a tax collector both prayed to God. The supposedly pious uber-religious man reminded God of all his sacrifices and good deeds and how he was so much better than a lot of other people. In contrast, the most-likely very rich and also very corrupt tax collector acknowledged his shortcomings and cried out for mercy. Jesus makes the point that the very rich non-religious man was approved of by God and rewarded for his humility.
Likewise, in one of the parables after the story of the rich young ruler in Luke 18, the author of the gospel talks about how a very poor blind man cried out to Jesus for mercy as he was passing through a city. There were people around the blind beggar who were probably wealthier in terms of not only physical abilities but also financial means. Those people rebuked the blind beggar for his outcry. However, Jesus stops everything He is doing and focuses the attention of the whole crowd on this blind beggar and asks to speak with him. The beggar is brought to him and Jesus rewards him for his faith and restores his sight.
The story of the rich young ruler is sandwiched between these two stories of both a rich and a poor man being rewarded. I think the point is not that Jesus is promoting asceticism but rather that the similarities between the rich and the poor man were that they both realized their need and that only God could solve their problem. They both approached God with empty pockets and open hands.
In contrast, the rich young ruler knows he lacks something, but has not reached the point of realizing he is incapable of solving his problem. Instead it is clear that he insists on relying on his own power as he asks, “What shall I do to inherit eternal life?”
In addition, in contrast to the blind beggar who identified Jesus as the Son of David (a Messianic reference), the rich young ruler refers to Jesus only as a good teacher. In making His point, the center point of the author’s chiasm, Jesus asks the rich young ruler, “Why do you call Me good? No one is good but One, that is, God.”
In my opinion, Jesus is getting to the heart of the problem by using a reference of sorts back to the original problem of Adam and Eve in garden of Eden: before they ever ate the forbidden fruit, they doubted the goodness of God and took matters into their own hands. After they realized they were in need of help, they attempted to hide themselves in the work of their own hands. By providing a living sacrifice to cover them, God tells them their attempts to solve the problem on their own will not suffice. Later on, their sons repeat the same story in a similar way. Cain brings God the work of his own hands and his works are rejected. While Abel offers an accepted living sacrifice.
Yet after all the centuries of the Jews preparing for the Messiah’s arrival by practicing the Passover as a picture of the ultimate true living sacrifice that will cover them eternally, Jesus knows that the rich young ruler is blind to understanding. So, Jesus meets the rich young ruler where he is at mentally and honors his struggle by using his own logic.
First He answers the rich young ruler by saying basically, “Ok, you think external works are what you really need? Well, then do the external works you already know about”. In contrast to the humility of the rich tax collector, the rich young ruler proclaims to have already performed adequately. Yet Jesus knows he never would have asked the original question if he was satisfied with his performance.
So Jesus then gets to the heart of the matter, quite literally. Again, using the rich young ruler’s own logic, Jesus basically says, “Ok, I’m going to show you how your misplaced faith is in the insufficient work of your own hands versus the goodness of God and the only sacrifice that will ever sufficiently cover you”. Jesus does this by telling the man: “You still lack one thing. Sell all that you have and distribute to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven; and come, follow Me.” Jesus is playing, for lack of a better term, devil’s advocate, in the sense of showing the man the end of his logic and himself. Always with the intention of drawing him into complete understanding.
At this point of the story, the man walks away knowing he is not able to solve his own problem without realizing The Solution was right in front of him the whole time. Interestingly, many question whether this young man could have eventually repented (in the metanoia sense – a change of mind) and was either possibly Saul of Tarsus, Lazarus of Bethany, Joseph of Arimathea, or John Mark.
There are several other layers to this story, but I think the stated arguments above show there is more proof for the possibility that the point of the story of the rich young ruler is the exact opposite of Jesus promoting asceticism primarily as a means of salvation and then in general. I think this story is rather yet another story about the hearts of man and Jesus and echoes what is recorded in Isaiah 30, as stated in The Message Bible: “God, the Master, The Holy of Israel, has this solemn counsel: ‘Your salvation requires you to turn back to me and stop your silly efforts to save yourselves. Your strength will come from settling down in complete dependence on me – the very thing you’ve been unwilling to do.’”
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Round and Round
Round and round this desert, these deserts, until you’ve had enough. Until you agree with God about love and that you deserve so much… more.
Round and round this desert, these deserts, for you. So that you’ll fight for your worth. So you’ll want more.
Round and round this desert, these deserts, until you don’t need them anymore. To wake you up. To awaken the hunger inside of you. To keep you alive. To not let you go out like this.
You insist on a hell. When The Promised Land is just on the other side. You say, “No, I’ll camp out here. It’s the best I’ve ever known. I’ll choose the hell I know over the fear of the unknown.” And why wouldn’t you, given your experience?
But this whole earth, this whole universe is setup for your healing. It will keep on. There will never be a break. Until you reach for more. Specifically, for better.
Until you value and love yourself like God loves you.
Forget everyone else. This is about you.
This charade, this parade. You know it more than anyone.
The lies you have tried to deny. You know them more than anyone.
Thrown in your face.
You meant well. You took it. But what if all this time God has actually been working to help you to do different? To sing a new and better song?
Does that scare you? Leave you vulnerable?
Have you ever asked? Dared to get angry? Scream and cry out of frustration?
How long ago did you shut down your heart and start living in your mind?
You were jealous of me. I’m sorry, I didn’t see it. I didn’t see exactly what was going on. Bits, but not the whole picture.
I’m sorry I discounted your feelings when you tried to communicate them. I didn’t realize all that was going on.
You are not a slave. But yes, I would have ALWAYS agreed that YOU are allowing yourself to be treated like one. But I don’t look down on you for that. How would you have known much different? You were so young and this has been going on for so long. Forgive yourself.
Dare to ask for more.
You will not die. Reaching out for more will not kill you.
Oh, there will be a death. But only what needed to die. What could have been taken off life support and buried long ago. When you didn’t know any better.
Forgive yourself.
Anything good will survive.
Your God hasn’t given you relief in this prison because the doors are wide open. You were never meant to be comfortable here. There is still so much more life left to live. If you’ll risk it. If you’ll believe in a better God.
If you’ll truly trust yourself and those you love, or those you’ve been attached to – if you’ll truly put them in your Creator’s hands.
It either is or isn’t dependent on you. Which do you choose?I miss you. And you are loved.
Almost everyone tries to tell you that all the time. Over and over. Why do you push them all away for those that don’t? The rare few that insist you’re not good enough.
It doesn’t matter. You have to believe it for yourself. That’s the whole point.
Be mad at God. Start there. See what happens.
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Vacation
Some people spend a lot of their time earning enough money to run away from a life they have built for themselves. What if it is possible to spend time building a life we love? That we’re happy to be at home in? That we aren’t always dreaming about leaving, running away from, and being somewhere else?
How often do you go sit in the church pews? To listen to how much God believes in you? Or how lucky you are that a god hasn’t killed you because of all your missteps and desires?
What if all those desires aren’t something to moralize? What if they keep surfacing as guides in service to your healing? Not to necessarily be followed blindly, but at least seriously considered. Valued for what information they provide. If you dare to take an honest look.
What could they be telling you about yourself? About those around you?
And the million dollar question, what if there actually IS better out there for you? What if God wants more for you than you’ve tried so hard to settle for? What if that is one of the major themes passed down through scriptures?
What if we were not loved enough by those that could have done better? What if we didn’t even realize how bad we had it? How much better it could be? When we no longer keep drowning ourselves in fear-obsessed indoctrination.
Doesn’t your heart yearn? Doesn’t it know better?
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Exposed
I used to base my decisions almost exclusively on what I thought God wanted. Until…
Sometimes I think God plays “devil’s advocate” to get us to the end of ourselves. Or maybe more specifically the end of our thinking that can be less than helpful. This is what I believe was happening when Jesus told the rich young ruler to give up all his money to the poor and follow Jesus.
All to say, having been raised in a religious community my whole life, this has been one of the most difficult things to break out of. So ingrained. I call it witchcraft now. When you try to figure out the “spell” or the “potion” to try to basically twist God’s arm to do your bidding. A formula. Well-intentioned most likely.
Back and forth. This way and that. Something would work. And then nothing would work. Why?!
I think the answer was in the madness. On purpose. So the frustration would drive me to the freedom I didn’t even know I needed.
Why do I keep posting playlists of songs recently? Because I want to! I finally found something of me that always existed apart from religion. My love for music.
I remember that girl. The one who used to go to CD stores and flip through the cases. The old way. Where you went to the front and listened on the stereo before purchasing. Where new music was much harder to come by. You actually had to immerse yourself in a scene. Work for it.
I remembered just the other day another thing that existed for me outside of religion: rollerblading. Oh my gosh, I used to love rollerblading. Jumping off things. Going so fast. Getting the perfect surface. Roller hockey even.
You might not get it. You might not understand. But I am becoming a person again. Finding myself. After basically being in a cult for decades. I didn’t even realize it.
My personality was lost. There were several good things to come out of those experiences, but I lost who I was during that time. It has taken me so long to now understand that religion isn’t a personality. It isn’t a person. I am unique. And I lost that when all I thought about was what God wanted.
These last few years have been so frustratingly silent. I cannot explain how irritated I’ve been. At my wits end. Because I wanted and didn’t feel like I was receiving any direction.
Maybe I reached for straws. Maybe I wanted to see and hear something. Anything.
Silence. Just this one question in response to everything, “What do you want?”
I feel like an elementary school child. Given the keys to the mansion. To a billion dollars and a private island. Do whatever you want.
First I do nothing. Then everything. Then swinging wildly back and forth between the two until I find a rhythm. Find a groove. Find what works for me. Fighting fear the whole way.
One time. One time things got so bad when I was working for an incorporated religious institution, that I found a crumb of self-worth, of valuing myself. And I left. I walked out.
I remember that night so vividly. Literally dancing in an empty room. Freedom! I could breathe. Finally.
But it was too overwhelming. The next day I had to stand up for myself. And I did. But then felt immediately suicidal. (Don’t worry, this was over seven years ago.)
All to say that was one extreme. And the other looks like doing ONLY what I feel like doing. What I really want. But then being allowed to fall in that also. Why, God?
To show me. To grow me. To help me get where I’ve actually prayed to be. Even if I find myself fighting the process for what feels like every step of the way.
This is not some arbitrary theological discussion. Not just intellectual belly-gazing. This is everything. Anything. Whatever is done or could be.
Now I think I see. When you ask yourself what you want, you are exposed. You find out so much. You discover what is important to you. You start to see what really motivates you. You start to understand that sometimes you’re not the person you want to be. Not living the life you want to live. You’re reintroduced to yourself. You find yourself. For better hopefully more than worse. Even if the changes you decide to make won’t instantaneously yield a completely comfortable life.
You better get used to discomfort if you want to do this. You better acquaint yourself with navigating failure. But even that is answered prayers. I learn to love and forgive others, to have compassion, when I finally stop thinking those going through hard times are just lacking in religiosity.
I was a pompous ass before. Thinking I was above everyone because of all my religiosity. Always having simplistic bullshit answers for anything. Then I think God let me get my feet kicked out from under me. Sat my ass on the ground. If I’m so smart, then just snap out of it. Right? Just pick myself up and get back on “top”. Right?
Reality. A dish sometimes served best super cold. Haha. I’m grateful as much as it has absolutely sucked. I’m not the same me as I was several years ago. The old “off with their heads” bag. I’m better for it, but damn this was a big bitter pill to swallow.
Things aren’t binary. But God gets to the heart. To the finest points of healing. To make us better. Ultimately for ourselves in the long run. Of course along with all the others.
We pray for these things. Remember that. But also remember that above all you are loved. So much. Just as you are.
And fire purifies. What is being burned off is only what can be left behind. The best you. The one you forgot about. The one you will love, is waiting on the other side. Of course it’s a journey. But better days are ahead if you commit and see this process through. If you can let go of the means to the end. Trust God’s heart for you and lean in.
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Warrior
I imagine a lot of soldiers deal with this. Where you wake up one day and start to wonder, “What the hell are we fighting for?”
How do you go back? After all you’ve done. That’s why they recruit you when you’re young. Before you know any better.
What if we all refused to fight? Is that idealistic nonsense? Bullshit?
Lately I’ve been hearing people say that the negative is necessary. Basically that you can’t know the light without darkness. But is that just something we tell ourselves in an effort to not feel so overwhelmed?
Who are you fighting for? Are they on the ground with you? Are they in the front, leading the charge? Saying, “Follow me. Do what I do.”
Or are you a bullet sponge? Taking the hits they don’t want to take. Keeping them and theirs safe at the expense of you and your loved ones. Generations of fallout. For what? For simply their comfort?
Did they tell you this is the only way? Is it really though? What if all this time, money, and energy was directed at finding a less combative approach? All these people’s lives?
Or is peace truly dependent on who can become the most feared?
It is no surprise to me. A shame-based paradigm. Where perceived lack drives decision-making.
And yet, this is the day. This is my life – maybe the best use of my time. Versus “out there”.
You had an identity. You had a cause and a mission. It gave your life meaning. Emboldened you to not back down, to keep pushing.
You fought for everything and everyone except yourself.
Who is really fighting for you?
They treat you as if this is your only value. For so long that you forgot who you were without them.
Remember her? Way back when. Did she smile? Did she laugh a little lighter?
I see the pain on your face. I hear the anger in your voice.
You get to decide what you are fighting for. “Comfort”? To what extent? Are you really dependent on them or dependent on God?
I found out when all I had was God.
There is no fear in perfect love.
You get to decide. It’s as simple as deciding not to engage, not to keep playing the game. But it’s not easy. It will feel like dying. It is a death. Maybe many.
Is it worth it? You’ve been here for so long that you’ve forgotten what better feels like. But there are seven billion people in the world and you have not met them all.
This heartache and rejection is a good thing. The hatred that boils up in you is a good thing. Telling you that there is more life out there for you to grab. If you’ll let yourself.
And it’s not going to get better until you do. Because the whole Universe is conspiring FOR you. Without end. Even if you are so tired that you’ve resigned yourself to settle, the world is crying out for the real true you and is prepared to fight FOR you and your freedom the whole way.
You get out of this alive, but what if you could REALLY LIVE?! Right now.
We’re going to help you by not stopping until you have nothing left to lose.
The hard way or the easy way?
What if you can free yourself instead of just waiting out those you appear to be your captors? Could you live with that? What if the doors are already open and the chains are already broken? What if you are free even now to get up and leave?
But that’s just the beginning. You will lose everything. Except this time it will be worth it. The most painful, more heartache than you’ve even yet imagined. But, in exchange for something real.
You have to imagine it. You have to tell yourself a new story. A hundred thousand times a day. Every step of the way. THIS is the fight of and for your life. You don’t yet think you’re worth it.
But one day. When you’re able to rest. To laugh again. To sit and enjoy the ocean view without an agenda. Without guilt and fear. Without that dark cloud, or maybe wall of sadness. Maybe even with Love and the most elusive of them all: pleasure.
All of this is for you. Until you’re ready to value yourself. Then it won’t be necessary and will all go away. All the mountains of work will dissipate as if they never existed. You’ll look for the monsters and they’ll be long gone. Off to call others out of what harms them. Nothing to be feared.
Even now, even if the mere thought is too much to leave, just breathe. See what happens. If you have to, and it is perfectly okay to take all the time you need, just make one decision at a time. But their anger will quickly rise up to try to keep you in line. They have years of practice.
No need to be intimidated. those are all just helpful indicators to identify opportunities for internal healing. That’s how you embrace the pain. Ask what it is trying to show you and where it wants to take you.
Pain comes to you in the middle of the ocean. It asks you to hold on so it can bring you to real peace. But you have to be willing to let go of what has been drowning you. And dream a little, a lot bigger. Maybe not for outer space just yet. It’s okay to start with something that feels more manageable.
But just be warned, they know what’s up. They have always been watching you. They know your value, worth, and abilities more than you (for now). They bring you down and keep you close so you won’t leave them alone. How they treat you is how someone treated them. That’s how they tell their story. Of what happened.
Do you see how the cycle repeats itself? If you allow it?
I don’t want to minimize what is going to happen. There is a fairly good chance you will end up in a season of being all alone. Truly this time. But who is your God? Will Trinity not be doing something?
The patient ends up in rehab for a very long time. Is it worth it? How much Life could be waiting for you on the other side? Calling to you constantly.
The best thing you can do for them might be the thing they most fear. They might make you pay. But believe they’ll be watching. Expectantly waiting. To see if you make it. If it’s something they could ever see themselves doing too.
For this you have been called. Special operations. There are enough of the other.
This is no small thing. Maybe just the revelation and rEVOLution you’ve been longing for.
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You Have to Decide
You have to decide that you want to live and be alive. I can’t do that for you. God knows I’ve already tried.
I can help. Those who know me know that. I am all for you. I want you to succeed. But I can’t choose for you. I can’t make you choose life.
You have to decide for yourself. You have to want it. Want more. Or at least take steps in that direction even if you don’t believe it right now.
You don’t have to feel like doing it. You just have to start taking the steps. The feelings will catch up eventually. Maybe not how you want it to happen. But something good will be there for you.
Make it a great day. In spite of. There is plenty, but make today better than yesterday. Do something. Anything.
You have the power to bring more happiness into your life. But you have to choose.
Will you do that today? Or will you keep sitting down? Demanding life conform to that same story you’ve been telling yourself for how long?
No condemnation, but you get to choose. What will it be? What will we make of tomorrow? Will you do at least one thing different? At least try? Or will you give me another million reasons for why you refuse to move and try something new?
What if God is for you? Does that make any difference? Honestly? Isn’t there still always hope if that is true?




