Archive | November, 2015

My Deepest Apology

23 Nov

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Today I went to church. It started as a typical Sunday…Praise & worship, offering, sermon. But this Sunday, my pastor had an altar call. For those who don’t know, an altar call is a prayer dedicated to specific needs. This doesn’t happen often. Whenever there’s an altar call I become very introspective. I start examining my life from my prayer life to social life. I look at my health and the health of my family and friends. Am I connected to anyone that needs prayer? It’s one of the few times that I’m 100% serious.

My pastor says, “If anyone needs healing in their body, please come to the altar for prayer.” I examined myself and realized that I’m not sick physically or mentally. People flooded the altar while I remained in my seat. Everyone is prayed for and returns to their seats.

My pastor moves to his next prayer. He says, “If anyone has a family member or friend that is sick. Please come stand in proxy for them.” I examined myself again.  Nope! I don’t know anyone that is sick. I’ve actually had miraculous healings take place in my family over the last few weeks. Again, everyone is prayed for and go back to their seats.

My pastor gives his final prayer. He says, “If anyone needs financial breakthrough, please come to the altar.” I perform a system check. Nope! I’m good. God has blessed my finances. Again, people are prayed for and return to their seats. And I’m standing waiting.

What was I waiting on? I expected to be in need. But in that moment, I realized that God has truly blessed me. I had overlooked how wonderful my life was. I had forgotten the miracles that God performed. I forgot that He’s continuously working.  I forgot that I am blessed. I forgot that I am healthy. I forgot that everyone around me is healthy. I forgot that I’m financially stable. I forgot about God’s goodness and I’m very sorry. I felt ashamed as I watched people in need of what I had taken for granted. I was ashamed of my ungratefulness. I needed to take a moment to say publically…Thank you God for blessing me above and beyond what I ever expected. I thank you healing my family. I thank you for protecting me and my family.  Thank you for changing my life. Thank you for healing my mind, body and soul. Thank you for giving me hope. Thank you for giving me your peace. Thank you for loving me even when I was ungrateful. Thank you for giving me another chance to say that I’m blessed.

 

Apologetically,

Arizona R.

 

Where Would I Be.

15 Nov

Where Would I Be

I began to write about the past 3 years of my life but as I reflected on the joys and heartache, the first thing that popped into my mind was this song. Not sure who wrote it but I grew up listening to these lyrics during devotional time at church.

“If It Had, Not, Been For The Lord, On My Side

Where Would I Be?, Where Would I Be? 

If It Had Not Been For The Lord On My Side

Where Would I Be? Where Would I Be?

He Kept My Enemies Away
He Let The Sun Shine Though A Cloudy Day
Oh, He Wrapped Me In The Cradle Of His Arms
When He Knew I’ Been Battered And Torn,

He Never Left Me All Alone
He Gave Me Peace And Joy I’ve Never Known
He Answered When I Knelt To Him In Prayer
And In Victory The Lord Brought Me This Way,

There’s not much I can say after that but THANK YOU JESUS!

Unafraid,

Christine K.

The Red Cup

11 Nov

Dear Christians,

I just want you to know that I’m saddened that you’ve united on such a simple issue. I call the issue simple because you are upset over a cup. Specifically, the design of the cup.  The color of the cup. When did we become so easily offendable that we believe everything is an attack against our religion? Are we so self-absorbed and distractible that we think everything and everyone is out to destroy our religion? News flash…this red cup was not targeted at us. It’s cup. Move on. Address real issues.

Unlike many of you, I live in a world that is a melting pot of religions, back grounds, race and gender. I don’t surround myself with like thinkers. I enjoy listening to other people’s perspectives.  I learn from them. I don’t judge, I don’t attack. It gives me an opportunity to see the world differently. It gives me a chance to touch more people and live a life more like Jesus.

Speaking of Jesus…Do you think that he would have protested the red cup? Nope. Would Jesus think that this cup was a representation of the world’s disdain of Christianity? Nope. Would he have defamed an entire organization (that employs fellow believers)? Nope. Would Jesus have held a Bible study at Starbucks while sipping a brew from a red cup? Yep. Shoot, Jesus probably would have turned water to coffee in today’s world LOL.  

Back to the real world. Have you ever asked someone about Christianity? Have you had a genuine conversation about Christianity with a non-believer or former believer? Have you taken a real look in the mirror? Have you looked that the problems that have silently infiltrated the church and too taboo to discuss over the pulpit? My guess is that you haven’t because if you had you wouldn’t be focused on a red cup.

Have you spoken with people that used to be Christians and completely reject the faith? Nope! Do you talk about the manipulation, sexism, idolatry, homophobia, racism and hate that have crept into our churches? Do you talk about the pedophiles that use their religious positions to molest and exploit children? Do we talk about other sexual deviants that’s target the men and women in the church? Do we talk about the hustlers that have elevated their game and now sell blessings? Do we talk about how the church leadership now resembles gang activity (If you have 10 armor bearers and 20 church members…You’re in a gang)? Do we talk about the church leaders that continue to use narcotics and street drugs? Do we talk about the leaders at the strip clubs or pornography stores? Do we talk about extramarital affairs? Do we talk about rejection? Do we talk about the fact that so many of our lives do not reflect Christ? Do we talk about the fact that we use prayer as a form of apathy? (I’ll scream at the next prayer vigil outside of crime scene…They’re gone! Focus on the living and problem prevention). Nope… We’re talking about a Red Cup.

So please fellow Christians, save your mindless religious rhetoric for your closed social circles of narrow thinking. We could actually learn something from the Starbucks cup. Learn how to serve the masses without losing your identity. Everyone that is drinking from the cup still knows that they are drinking Starbucks. My question is this, does everyone that meets you realize they are meeting a Christian?

Unapologetically,

Arizona

 P.S. I’m typing this while sitting in Starbucks…sipping a peppermint mocha from my Red Cup

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