“Hey Jesus, won’t You come and dress me in Your thoughts
Pick out Your favorite ones I’m holding out my heart…
Holy Spirit, won’t You come and cover me in light
Illuminate the dark space with color yellow bright…”
– Melissa Helser (Beautiful Jesus)
“Argue for your limitations and you get to keep them.”
Sometime last week, I was assessing my life and how far I’ve come and thoughts that have held me back and I remembered the WWJD movement. If you grew up with TBN, it was the end-all quip for Christian Youth shows. Perhaps it even was its own show. And it was revolutionary. Before you do anything, stop and think about what Jesus would do in your situation and then do that.
I lifted it up a notch for myself. What would Jesus think if He slid right into my life right now? What would He think of the circumstances I’m in? How would He approach them all?
Actions and habits start from the thought part of our lives. Everything we see in life playing out started as a thought and I’m pretty sure I’m where I am because of some thought patterns I’ve entertained over the last few years.
Have you ever heard the quote that goes something like pick your thoughts like you do your clothes? You know, the as a man thinketh so is he, so think wisely one?
I’m reassessing all of that. Fear has really caused me to take longer to recover from past hurts (especially career wise) and I’ve needed stronger backbone when it comes to approaching disappointments. Recently, when I got a turn down response for something I tried out for and never imagined receiving a no from, I read the words slowly and it took all of my willpower to not ignore it and instead respond with ‘thank you.’
Anyway, so WWJT? What next moves would He make right where I am in life? I know for sure He wouldn’t stay stuck and this is why – He’d believe.Faith is crazy believing especially because you're not seeing. And it's believing and expecting a good to come. Click To Tweet
Last week, I felt prompted by God to write down exactly where my trust for Him waned, where my dreams with Him fizzled and where my expectations (hope) in Him were extinguished. And I wrote it. After, when I read each part, I realized it was in the positive. I didn’t write ‘I’ll never’. I wrote it how I heard it and hoped it and believed it in the positive (unintentionally) and that changed my mind.
Let me explain. I’ve shared here how I shared with God that I wasn’t sure I had a career and the fear about whether the book I’m writing will sell. So when I was including these things to the list, I wrote them as ‘My book will sell’ and ‘I’ll have a career, one that pays well after all these years.’
And what I realized is that on the inside, we believe. We truly believe. It’s fear that whispers to our hearts to negate it and cause us to make our fears come true because believing is as good as Amen, so shall it be. Such a shame how this pans out in our lives.
“When fear shapes our lives, safety becomes our god. When safety becomes our god, we worship the risk-free life. Can the safety lover do anything great? Can the risk-averse accomplish noble deeds? For God? For others? No. The fear-filled cannot love deeply. Love is risky. The fear-filled cannot dream wildly. What if their dreams sputter and fall from the sky? The worship of safety emasculates greatness. No wonder Jesus wages such a war against fear.”
– Max Lucado
What if the only thing lacking in any situation is our own awareness of love?
What if fear is the weapon the enemy uses to disconnect and dull our consciousness of God’s love for us in every situation we face?
Fear says: I’ve done everything I can. I don’t think there’s any hope left.
What fear is trying to say: Is there any hope left? Should I try one last time?
What fear is afraid of saying: Could this opportunity really be for me and I shouldn’t give up just yet?
Love says: Keep hope alive. It’s not over till God says it’s over. And though I’m yet to see it, He’s making this beautiful and is hard at work on this even now for my good.
It takes intentional peeling back to see where the lies are so you can uncover the truth. And the truth is plain to see. It’s that light under the bed when it’s supposed to be on the table shining and illuminating the house of our hearts. Ah! There’s that scripture.
It all goes back to our thoughts. May we arise each day asking God to dress us with His thoughts of us and go to bed disrobing of the fearful or distrustful ones.
And may we learn to recognize and get tired of fear’s one note no-dimension song.