May 11, 2020

Dear Men of God... 5 Things You Should Know



Now, before you feel the need to defend yourselves, I promise the purpose of this post is NOT to condemn and/or judge you. In fact, it's quite the opposite. The purpose of this post is appreciation and encouragement. So, if that sounds like something you've been needing, stick around! I'm going to dive right into it, in the blogger-typical numbered fashion. Here we go...


1. You're You For A Reason

The era we live in has made it harder than ever for men to just be themselves. Specifically men interested in the arts. More times than not, a passion for music, dance, theatre, or other creative endeavors will get you a one way ticket to a multitude of questions, usually about your gender identity. This can even lead to bullying. I'm a theatre director, so I've operated in the arts long enough to see it take place first hand. I think this trend goes all the way back to a very unfortunate lie that states men can't be emotional.

Who started that anyway? Since when does sentiment and having feelings make you less of a man? As a female, I'm here to tell you something very important: Emotions are not gender exclusive. Let me repeat that... EMOTIONS ARE NOT GENDER EXCLUSIVE. Think of King David in the Bible. God made him a musician and an incredible poet, but he was also a military leader and a mighty warrior. He felt things deeply, and it only aided him as a king and commander, because it gave him empathy towards his people. Being an artist, or being in touch with your emotional side, does not make you weak. The opposite is true. So if God has given you a spirit of deep sensitivity and passion, revel in it. He made you that way for a purpose, and he's going to use that part of you for amazing things.

(Also, guys with an emotional side are typically the ones we ladies find very attractive. Just sayin'.)


2. Women Who Desire The Biblical Model Of Marriage Do Exist

This point goes out to the single pringles. I know, I know, I'm "so old school" and I need to "get with the times." That's what most women would say to me anyway, and here's why...

I am one of those rare females who still believes that men are supposed to be the leaders of their household. Yep, did you hear that? That was the sound of a thousand feminists fainting at the very thought. But it's true! Just like the trinity is three in one, and each part has it's own purpose, so goes with marriage. I believe that it's possible for husband and wife to be a team, working together, while still having their own individual parts to play as outlined in scripture.

In our current generation, I know it seems like finding other men and women who want to follow this model is impossible. But we're out there. We exist, I promise. And, just like you, we're praying for a beautiful, God-honoring love story like that of Ruth and Boaz (Ruth 2:1-4:17), Moses and Zipporah (Exodus 2:15-22), Mary and Joseph (Luke 1:26-56, 2:1-7, Matthew 1:18-2:23), and Isaac and Rebekah (Genesis 24:1-67). Be patient and don't give up hope.


3. Masculinity Is Not Toxic. Humanity Is.

Again, this is probably the opposite of what you're used to hearing. Our generation has done men a great disservice, and I'm not afraid to say so. I've seen the resulting frustration in my own household, as it leaves my brothers, who are the sweetest men alive, feeling downtrodden and stepped on. Women have presently decided to blame the entire male gender for the crimes of the few, and it sickens me for both sides. I ache for the women who were hurt so badly that they felt the need to take it out on everyone around them. And I ache for the men who are now harassed and yelled at for being chivalrous. Everything is backwards.

Call me crazy, but I am a woman who is overjoyed when a man opens the door for me, helps me put on my coat, and pays for dinner. Show me some of that classic gentlemanly charm, and I'm sold! I'm also a lady who greatly appreciates men leading the relationship. I will fall head over heals for a man who pursues my heart with prayer and planning. The majority of my female friends agree! Boys who confuse and play games might be alright for some. But the right woman will appreciate your intentionality.

We live in a fallen world, which means those who seek God's direction are going to be constantly tried and tested. But take heart. You're not alone.


4. Mental Illness Isn't A "Female Problem"

This is a societal belief that hides in the shadows and goes unspoken. It goes hand in hand with the assumption that men can't or shouldn't be emotional, and this point aggravates me more than all the others.

I work in youth ministry, and if I had a dime for every teenage boy who shared their mental health struggles with our leadership team - expressing that they've never been able to share this information with their friends or family members before - I would have a lot of dimes. What's even worse is when they DO share these struggles with their friends and family members, but are told to "push through it," "man up," "don't give in to weakness," and "stop being dramatic." I'm sorry, but neglecting another person's emotions, especially with dangerous struggles like self-harm and suicidal thoughts, is unacceptable. If someone in your life has treated you this way, I want to offer my sincerest, deepest apologies on their behalf. Mental illnesses, just like emotions, are not gender exclusive.

You're not broken. You're not "less Christian" because you struggle with anxiety, depression, anorexia (because boys can have eating disorders too), etc... You're not weak. In fact, you're stronger than most because you have more to fight through everyday. You're not less of a man for dealing with this. It's okay to need space to breathe. It's okay to feel hurt. It's okay to get frustrated. Just don't stay there. If I've learned anything from my years in ministry it's that, first, everyone has problems, and second, people are going to find a way to judge and demean you no matter what that problem is. Don't let them. Work towards seeking help. Talk to a therapist or your pastor or both (both is good). Surround yourself with healthy people who will aid the problem instead of make it worse. Accept that the issue exists, and then don't let it win.

My favorite quote recently is by Eleanor Roosevelt, and it says, "No one can make you feel inferior without your consent." You don't have to let them hurt you. That's up to you. You're a man of God either way, and you have a choice, so choose wisely.


5. You Are Loved Abundantly

The most crucial point of all... You are loved abundantly by the perfect Creator who made you. When he put you on this earth, he designed you exactly as intended, not a hair or cell misplaced. It doesn't feel like it all the time, I know. You look in the mirror or lay awake at night, and you hate yourself sometimes. You might even wish you were someone else.

Don't.

Because while your time is devoted to self-loathing, there's a very big God who's thoughts for you outnumber the grains of sand (Psalm 139). He will never leave you or forsake you (Deuteronomy 31:6), he will strengthen you and help you (Isaiah 41:10), and if God is for you, who can be against you (Romans 8:31)?

There is more power, grace, and compassion on your side than you realize. Dwell in it and soak it in. Allow it to fill you up.


There's probably a lot more I could write, but these are the main points I wanted to send your way. I hope you found them encouraging! Don't let the world define who you are. That's God's job, and he does it perfectly! God bless!

Your sister in Christ,

- Aly




May 5, 2020

Understand



The past couple weeks have been...a struggle, to say the least. A struggle to get out of bed. A struggle to maintain routine and avoid depression. A struggle to see myself through God's eyes, instead of my own very critical ones. I lost a friend to suicide two weeks ago, and the wonderful dog I had since I was ten had to be put down around the same time. I was confronted by a wave of deep hurt from a source that I can't even talk about, which has brought about flashbacks of the bullying I went through in middle and high school. I'm not gonna lie, the past couple months have been months filled with soul searching and wondering who Aly is even meant to be.

Tonight I finally sat down to wear my heart on my sleeve with God for a while. I didn't know what I was expecting, but writing has been a fight too recently, so I was definitely surprised when the beginnings of a poem drifted to the forefront of my mind...

Growing up with my own insecurities, several bullies, a few crappy boyfriends, and some opinionated relatives has resulted in a profound lack of trust that remains buried deep within me. It takes an extremely long time for me to believe someone isn't going to just up and leave without telling me why. Thanks to some incredible friendships that have formed over the past few years, I'm a lot better at the whole trust thing than I used to be. But every once in a while it still rears its ugly head.

This week was a climax.

I don't know if anyone will relate to this poem... I don't even know why I'm allowing my heart to bleed all over the internet like this tonight... I guess it feels like the right thing to do. Even just simply because I want to be real.

I don't want to hide. And I want others to know that they don't have to hide either.

I'm babbling now, but there's the context for you. So, without further delay...



"Understand"


Understand
I'm only me when I'm alone
And only the lonely me knows
The broken pieces others left behind


They've called me stained glass
Using art to distract from my brokenness
And color to cover
The gray in my soul


They've called me a reflection
Giving to others only what I receive
And conforming so well
That the only and lonely me shatters


They've called me adulteress
One who flirts with a passing stream
And winks at love with such intensity
That I feel nothing at all


I am weak and numb
I am stubborn and emotional
I have so much dangerous ambition
That I accomplish nothing at all


Understand
I don't stop being afraid
It lives, walks, breathes in my bones
Where I am, there fear will be also.


I live in water so deep
My neck aches from reaching
And my heels won't touch the rock below
Living is essential, breathing is optional


Breathing is required for sleep
So I don't
Instead I sit and think
Mostly of You


And then I write
Terrible things, wonderful things
Things that would make their blood boil
Hope and hurt and tears


And then I feel
Terrible things, wonderful things
Things that make my blood boil
Pain and passion and tears


And then I pray
Terrible things, wonderful things
Things that made Your blood boil
Grace and glory and tears


Understand
I'm never not a mess
I eat disaster for breakfast
And emulate it the rest of the day


I try so hard to be unique
That I end up like everyone else
I attempt to convince You to love me
When You already do


I run in circles and think in squares
I weep in my weakness and long to be held
I fall on my sword for love that brings ruin
I offer resistance to love that brings peace


And it's true.


Understand
I need You
Do not let this harden my only and lonely heart
Not again


As I diminish, grow
As confusion abounds, clarify
As the ache settles, reassure
As I mourn those still living, be my solace


Tell me stories
Terrible things, wonderful things
Things that made your blood boil
Love and longing and tears


Weep with me
Dance with me
Ache with me
Laugh with me


I may not understand
The terrible things, the wonderful things
But You do
And Yours is the only voice that matters

Because in a world of misunderstandings
My only and lonely heart
Is perfectly understood
In You



February 9, 2020

The Devil is an Adjective



As a lover of words, I've been very interested in the Interlinear Bible for a while now, and looking up the original translations of different words.

Most recently,  I discovered the original Greek word for "the Devil" is an Adjective, not a Noun, and my mind is officially blown.

First, for context, here's the passage of scripture I was reading that inspired this research...

Then Jesus was led up by the Spirit into the wilderness to be tempted by the devil. And after fasting forty days and forty nights, he was hungry. And the tempter came and said to him, "If you are the Son of God, command these stones to become loaves of bread." But he answered, "It is written,  "'Man shall not live by bread alone, but by every word that comes from the mouth of God.'" Then the devil took him to the holy city and set him on the pinnacle of the temple and said to him, "If you are the Son of God, throw yourself down, for it is written, "'He will command his angels concerning you,' and "'On their hands they will bear you up, lest you strike your foot against a stone.'" Jesus said to him, "Again it is written, 'You shall not put the Lord your God to the test.'"  Again, the devil took him to a very high mountain and showed him all the kingdoms of the world and their glory. And he said to him, "All these I will give you, if you will fall down and worship me." Then Jesus said to him, "Be gone, Satan! For it is written,  "'You shall worship the Lord your God and him only shall you serve.'" Then the devil left him, and behold, angels came and were ministering to him.

Matthew 4:1‭-‬11 (ESV)


Out of curiosity I looked up this verse on BibleHub to see what it is in the original Greek, and this is what I found out:

The word is diabolos, and even though it can be used as a noun to indicate the Devil, it's typically an adjective that means "slanderer" or "false accuser."

Tonight I've been so hard on myself. Actually, I'm always hard on myself. No matter what goes wrong in my life, internally I find some way that I'm to blame for it. I remind myself of my failures over and over again, even if I know I wasn't really at fault. And now, reading this... This makes so much sense to me.

He's the voice whispering lies to weigh us down, and the constant accuser in our heads. He twists the truth just enough to suit his plan, so we're distracted from the One in whom our purpose rests. He wants us to believe we're nothing, because the moment we believe that we separate ourselves from our source of power.

As a writer I believe the best way to defeat the antagonist is to know two things very well: the strategies of your enemies, and the strengths of your allies. God wanted us to know the strategy of our enemy so well, He put that strategy right in the Devil's name as a reminder. Satan's strategy is making us believe lies about ourselves. God's strength is combating lies with the truth.

How can we put that strength into action?

By knowing the worth the Creator bestowed upon us. The price was His perfect son's life! We need to acknowledge our flaws, but then give them to God and allow ourselves to see the good He's doing in us. We need to venture forward with fear in our bones and holy abandon, taking each step with spiritual intention. We need to study God's Word like we're preparing for battle.

We need to look the Devil in the eyes and call his bluff.

Easier said than done, I know.

But God put the strategy of our enemy in his name. So, what are we going to do about it?