Tuesday, August 12, 2014

On the Body

I recently started a “beachbody” 10-day challenge to kick-start a change of lifestyle toward eating better and being more active. Also as an Orthodox Christian, I am in the middle of a fasting period where I don’t eat meat or dairy (essentially a vegan diet). Both of these “challenges” have made me take a good long look at how I view my body.

I know I should eat "right" and exercise. I haven’t done that – I just haven’t wanted to. Then I came across a podcast on a bible verse that made me rethink my focus (or lack thereof) on my physical body.

“Do you not know that your bodies are temples of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God? You are not your own; you were bought at a price. Therefore honor God with your bodies.” I Corinthians 6:19-20

If I am really going to call myself a Christian, I need to take this verse seriously and realize that my body is not mine and I can't just treat it any way I want. I want to live so that my body can be called the "temple of the Holy Spirit." So I am refocusing my spiritual life on my physical body. Let's see what happens!


Friday, August 01, 2014

He is (not?) silent

Here’s something I’ve been thinking a lot about lately and I would like your input if you’re reading this. I recently listened to a playlist I had put together some time ago of my favorite songs. There was a song on there from a Christian artist that talked about listening to God. Here are the lyrics:

“He is not silent,
He is not whispering,
We are not quiet
We are not listening.”

Now I used to believe this but I don’t think I do anymore. There have been plenty of times that I have tried so hard to hear the words of God and experience His presence. Times I was desperate and really listening. But God seemed silent. I never got an answer to some of those questions – even today I wonder about it. So here’s what I am thinking. There are times when God IS silent. He is present, and not speaking. For some reason we don’t understand, God is not answering. I’ve heard the explanation that God is answering our question “no” and we just don’t want to hear it. I think this is incorrect: something we say to make ourselves feel better when we don’t hear God even though we know we are listening. But what if God really is silent? Does this mean that he is not present? Does this mean that God doesn’t care? Can we take this line of reasoning so far as to say that God doesn’t exist? I think we labor spiritually under this supposition that if God exists, he will answer our prayers. But I’ve found that God deliberately distances Himself from us for a time. And this is always for our salvation. Sometimes this is a long time. Even years. Seven years was my longest time and I see the reason for it now – but that’s for another time. There are times when I need to struggle. There are times when I need to NOT hear the voice of God. Let me give you an example. I read a quote a while ago that said that depression is given to people who don’t know how to repent. I thought, “Well this person doesn’t understand depression.” (I don't believe they are talking about chemical depression here.) I began to ponder this because I really respect the author of the quote. I realized that there are times in my life when I am in “sin” (my definition of sin is anything that keeps you from God) and don’t realize it. I don’t know how to turn from it because I can’t even see it. This sin keeps me from experiencing God and it is time to deal with it. So God allows it to become painful. SO painful that I might experience depression over it. I want to get away from that feeling as soon as possible and no matter what it takes. So in the silence of God, I am forced to look deeper – to find out what is happening and why. Maybe I get so upset that I start to cry. Maybe in the tears I come to an understanding that I have been holding onto a hurt, or a misconception about God, and I need to say I’m sorry for believing this and that I will quit believing it right now. This does NOT mean I am a bad person. It just means that whatever it is, it keeps me distant from God. So I learn to say I’m sorry and that I won’t do it anymore. And that is repentance. I was depressed because I didn’t know how to do it (like the quote says). And every time this has happened to me I have had a release, a catharsis, and I once more feel the presence of God. That He is not silent. That He is talking again. That the silence was for my good even if it lasted seven years.
There is a freedom in realizing it is not my fault that I don’t hear God. That I am progressing in my spiritual life by NOT hearing Him. That the pain is meant to draw me closer and to teach me how to persevere. That the silence is okay. That God is always present and working for my good, even if it does mean that he is silent.
Okay – so to some of you this may seem like common sense. Or some of you might think I am way off-base. Or maybe you’ve been wondering why you don’t hear God. I would like to hear what you have to say. So leave a comment, message me on Facebook, or give me a call.

Thanks for “listening.”