Isaiah 54…again

  So… it’s that time again, when Isaiah 54 becomes my daily read and my heart becomes drawn to anything even remotely related to love and romance. This isn’t necessarily a bad thing, but it’s a somewhat bittersweet conflict that occurs within myself every few months or so.

  I’m 23 right now and I’ve never dated or had any serious relationships and there are two main reasons for that: 1. I believe that the purpose of dating is to find a potential spouse, so I don’t think it’s something that should be entered in lightly 2. No one I’ve been interested in has actually asked. 23 seems young to be thinking about marriage, I guess, but most people in my church get married/engaged around this time and it sort of makes me feel behind, though I know I’m really not.

  Anyway, I feel a strong longing to be loved and to know that someone outside of my family and friends thinks I am beautiful and treasured and precious. I want to be somebody’s princess and somebody’s love. I want someone to be able to see me on my sick days when I look like crap and still think I’m beautiful. I want to be known so deeply that I barely even have to finish my sentences to get my thoughts across. 

  I was thinking about it earlier and listening to Isaiah 54 and I realized that this is what we have in Christ. Over and over again in Scripture, God uses the metaphor of a Bride and a Bridegroom to describe Christ’s relationship with the Church. In the Old Testament, it’s used to describe God’s relationship with Israel. Read what it says in Isaiah 54: 1-8
  “ “Sing, O barren one, who did not bear;

break forth into singing and cry aloud,

you who have not been in labor!

For the children of the desolate one will be more

than the children of her who is married,” says the LORD.

“Enlarge the place of your tent,

and let the curtains of your habitations be stretched out;

do not hold back; lengthen your cords

and strengthen your stakes.

For you will spread abroad to the right and to the left,

and your offspring will possess the nations

and will people the desolate cities.

“Fear not, for you will not be ashamed;

be not confounded, for you will not be disgraced;

for you will forget the shame of your youth,

and the reproach of your widowhood you will remember no more.

For your Maker is your husband,

the LORD of hosts is his name;

and the Holy One of Israel is your Redeemer,

the God of the whole earth he is called.

For the LORD has called you

like a wife deserted and grieved in spirit,

like a wife of youth when she is cast off,

says your God.

For a brief moment I deserted you,

but with great compassion I will gather you.

In overflowing anger for a moment

I hid my face from you,

but with everlasting love I will have compassion on you,”

says the LORD, your Redeemer.”

During the time this passage was written, a woman had little to no value apart from her ability to bear sons. What I love here is that God says He will be Israel’s husband and protector. He’s saying basically that He will be Israel’s value and worth. He will be Israel’s identity. What I love to is how it describes Israel’s new husband as her Creator and Redeemer. The God who loves me is the One who made me, so He sees me as worse than when I am simply battling a cold. He sees my sin and my anger towards Him and He draws near. His love is eternal and He pours out His compassion on me.

  I know that I have been wired to long for and desire marriage and romance and I realize that this desire is meant to draw me closer to God, who is the only Husband and sufficiency that I need.

Where I Belong

   Lately, I’ve been feeling somewhat “misplaced” and out of sorts. I don’t know really how else to introduce this post, so that should be enough background for the following:

   I was listening to Tim Keller’s message on “Our true Home” yesterday and I  found it oddly reassuring to realize that the reason I don’t feel right and I almost consistently feel as though I don’t belong is because I have not fully been made right and I certainly don’t belong here.

  It seems counterintuitive to be comforted by the knowledge that you are indeed an outcast and an exile and that you are, in fact, messed up and broken. However, I think that this reaction makes sense in light of how imperfect and pain-filled this world is in its current state. It’s wonderful and amazing and grace-empowered to know that this world will end and that we were not made for this place. I look at the hurt, destruction, violence, and anguish of the world surrounding me and I can’t imagine that this could be it. If this is all we were made for, why should we bother?

  The last time I felt this way was my first year of college, when I didn’t really know anyone and I was quite intensely and piercingly lonely. The only thing that really got me through that year was the reassurance that it would end and that, ultimately, the world itself would come to an end. This truth is probably why I absolutely LOVE 1 Peter.

“Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! According to his great mercy, he has caused us to be born again to a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead, to an inheritance that is imperishable, undefiled, and unfading, kept in heaven for you, who by God’s power are being guarded through faith for a salvation ready to be revealed in the last time. In this you rejoice, though now for a little while, if necessary, you have been grieved by various trials, so that the tested genuineness of your faith—more precious than gold that perishes though it is tested by fire—may be found to result in praise and glory and honor at the revelation of Jesus Christ.”

(1 Peter 1:3-7 ESV)

Every time I think about the Truth that this is just sort of a stop along the way to my true Home, it gives me so much comfort because I know that regardless of how I feel or what I am going through, my God has already affirmed, strengthened, and established me. 

I wanted to put snippets of this song here, but it’s so good, I just decided to leave the whole thing. =)

Where I Belong- Switchfoot

Feeling like a refugee

Like it don’t belong to me
The colors flash across the sky

This air feels strange to me
Feeling like a tragedy
I take a deep breath and close my eyes
One last time
One last time

Storms on the wasteland
Dark clouds on the plains again
We were born into the fight

But I’m not sentimental
This skin and bones is a rental
And no one makes it out alive

Yeah

Until I die I’ll sing these songs
On the shores of Babylon
Still looking for a home
In a world where I belong

Where the weak are finally strong
Where the righteous right the wrongs
Still looking for a home 
In a world where I belong

Yeah

Feels like we’re just waiting, waiting
While are hearts are just breaking, breaking
Feels like we’ve been fighting against the tide

I wanna see the earth start shaking
I wanna see a generation
Finally waking up inside

Yeah
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/s/switchfoot/where_i_belong.html ]
Until I die I’ll sing these songs
On the shores of Babylon
Still looking for a home
In a world where I belong

Where the weak are finally strong
Where the righteous right the wrongs
Still looking for a home 
In a world where I belong

A world where I belong

This body’s not my own
This world is not my own
But I still can hear the sound
Of my heart beating out
So let’s go boys, sing it loud

And on the final day I die
I want to hold my head up high
I want to tell You that I tried
To live it like a song

And when I reach the other side
I want to look You in the eye
And know that I’ve arrived 
In a world where I belong

In a world where I belong
In a world where I belong
Where I belong
Where I belong

Where I belong
Yeah
Where I belong
Yeah! 

I still believe we can live forever 
You and I we begin forever now
Forever now
Forever
I still believe in us together
You and I we’re here together now
Together now
Forever now
Forever now
Forever now

Forever
Forever”


kierstenmh:

I felt like Tumblr was getting left out so I decided to extend my contest this-a-way too (winner for Facebook, winner for Tumblr).
If you reblog this post, it will make you instantly eligible for a FREE digital download of my EP “Ignoble” and my single “Realigned” (ft. Jeff Pianki).  
This will last til midnight tomorrow (Eastern time). Good luck! 

kierstenmh:

I felt like Tumblr was getting left out so I decided to extend my contest this-a-way too (winner for Facebook, winner for Tumblr).

If you reblog this post, it will make you instantly eligible for a FREE digital download of my EP “Ignoble” and my single “Realigned” (ft. Jeff Pianki).  

This will last til midnight tomorrow (Eastern time). Good luck! 

we-are-samizdat:

Josh Keyes IV

we-are-samizdat:

Josh Keyes IV

just did this!

just did this!

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“I think one of the things actually that’s a comfort in marriage is that there isn’t a door at seven years and so, if something is messed up in the short term, there’s the comfort of knowing, ‘well, we’ve made this commitment, and so we’re just going to work this out’… and the ‘no escape’ clause, weirdly, is a bigger comfort to being married than I ever would have thought…” -Ira Glass

Grading and listening to TAL. I thought this quote was interesting because Ira Glass has been married three times and I would tend to think that he would not be as in favor of the permanence of marriage. I don’t say this to be mean, but I just thought it was neat that he would say something like this.

For context, he was talking to a man who had been in a 13 year relationship with his girlfriend. The man and his girlfriend were trying to decide whether or not to get married, and the woman decided that they should take a “break” and sleep with other people. They set the time for a month, but ended up breaking up after about 4 or 5 months. The man said that he felt this was hard, but that he thought when he did get married, he’d like to have a “7 year limit” in which they re-marry every 7 years, but at the 7 years, they can also decide to get divorced. He thought it would make it stronger and safer if there was a time limit to marriage.
At that point, Ira Glass said the above quote, which was really neat. Obviously, I am not married, but I would tend to agree with him. Based on my parents’ marriage and the marriages of some of my friends and their parents, I would think that there is an extreme amount of comfort in knowing that you and this person are committed to one another, that you’ve consciously decided to spend the rest of your lives making two people into one person.
Though Ira Glass does not claim to be a Christian, his stated view on marriage definitely does line up with Scripture. One of the metaphors used to describe the relationship between Christ and the Church is that we are His Bride and He is the Bridegroom. He consciously decided to enter into our mess and took us to be His for eternity. How wonderful that there isn’t a “seven-year” escape clause with God and that we know He has already worked everything out for us. As my CG leader would say, this was an “interesting thought.”

thepittsburghhistoryjournal:

On This Day in Pittsburgh History: February 19, 1968 

“Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood,” the longest-running program on public television, premieres in America. [Family Communications, Inc.The Neighborhood Archive]

This made me laugh because I never knew I could be THIS efficient until I started teaching. I think the most I’ve done in 30 minutes is: take my kids to the cafeteria and back, watched them, made a powerpoint, turned in my attendance, cleaned my room, and graded half a class of papers. 

This made me laugh because I never knew I could be THIS efficient until I started teaching. I think the most I’ve done in 30 minutes is: take my kids to the cafeteria and back, watched them, made a powerpoint, turned in my attendance, cleaned my room, and graded half a class of papers. 

(Source: heygirlteacher)

klamecr:

Sooo tired…cant….move.

klamecr:

Sooo tired…cant….move.

Oh hello, Jeff Bridges. Sadly, I have that same sweater.

Oh hello, Jeff Bridges. Sadly, I have that same sweater.

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