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possessed.

This week we light the advent candle for “Joy”, and it brings with it a good reminder.  Most of us probably don’t use the word “joy” much throughout the year in every day conversation.  But in scriptures the word comes from “chairos” (not “kairos”), which is a verb meaning “to be glad, to be well, to thrive, to rejoice”.  We might quickly subsume such a thing into the American dream we’re all pursuing, as a noun we all would like to possess.   Most of us would respond “Yes”, if someone asked us “Would you like to have joy in your life?”

But that is something it does us good to remember, in each of these advent weeks.  Each of these words have their power reduced when they are taken as something to be possessed.  Whether Hope, or Peace, or Joy, or Love…these are most powerful not when they’re owned, but when they’re experienced.  I’d much rather experience Joy, than keep some in my pocket.image

It’s the same with the Christ-child these are all leading up to.  We talk to our children about “having Jesus in their hearts”, and it’s good.  It’s something a child can understand.  But we needn’t stay at that level in our conversations with those who’ve grown intellectually.  We understand that Jesus isn’t actually IN our blood-pumping muscles.   So we must be honest that it’s not quite about us “possessing Jesus”, or “having Him”, as much as it is us releasing ourselves to be “taken by” Him.   Not in a future, rapture-centered experience.  But in a right-now, relinquishing all that once was mine to be overtaken by the flood of Kingdom-moving in our world today.

It’s less like me putting a piece of Jesus in my pocket, and more like me stepping into a torrential flood breaking through barriers of what was, proclaiming what is/what will be.  It’s less about me answering “yes, right here in my heart” to the question of “Do you have Jesus?”….and more about Jesus answering, “yes, right here in my Kingdom-arriving” to the question of “Do you have Chadwick?”

So how do we talk about these things with our children?  Well, I think we at least start, by talking about these things with our children. 🙂   Asking them what thoughts come to mind when they hear the word “Joy”. Asking them what makes them glad.  But not only pointing to memories…helping them to experience the joy of Christ.  Telling them the stories of how Christ has transformed things, and helping them to savor how the world is changing because of what God has done/is doing.

This Christmas, may we worry less about possessing the gift of Jesus Christ….and wonder how we might become possessed BY such a gifting…

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daddy worries.

It was earlier this week, as we sat around the breakfast table, gathered around “Fruit Spins”, milk, and the advent wreath.  Last week we’d talked about “Hope”, and it was easy to talk to the girls about what we each were hoping for.  The poignant moment coming when it came to our 4 year old daughter, and she was hoping for “God”.  I asked her to clarify….”What do you hope God will do?”

She smiled and said proudly, “Whatever God wants to do!”  Here it is, ladies and gentlemen, the faith of a child. 🙂

So I was waiting this week, for what new nugget of wisdom my own kids were going to throw back at me as we moved into a week focusing on “Peace”.  But “peace” is a bit more complicated than “hope”.  So daddy decided to talk a little about why we need peace.  I asked the girls what they’re afraid of, and what makes them worry.  I received many of the expected responses:     monsters (no, not really, daddy), being sick, scary dreams, and “sometimes when I walk down the stairs and it’s dark in the middle of the night, I think maybe there are some animals coming down behind me who want to eat me.”

sophieDefinitely scary, and worth worrying about.  So we talked about peace, and then daddy decided to get down on their level, and talk about what makes daddy anxious/worried.  That’s when it hit me like a sack of bricks.  I covered it well, but I felt emotion in those moments that I don’t usually give word/time for.  The honest truth is this:

I worry about my family.  My wife.  My kids.  Every time I’m away from them, there’s that back of the mind “thing”.  I can’t wait to hold them again.  To be near them.  To know that they’re alright.  But even in the most peace-filled moments, I’m reminded by the world I’ve lived in so far – there’s no guarantee.  Even when Super-Dad is with them, my children, my wife, and my home are never 100% protected to the point where I have no reason to worry.  There’s always the chance of something unexpected happening.

I remember hearing the phrase growing up, “peace that passes understanding” (Philippians 4:7).  I would smile the silly smile of a young teen who’s confident this verse means no matter what happens in life we’re supposed to smile…to prove we’ve got some sort of “inner peace” that doesn’t make sense to the world.  But twice that age now, and having experienced quite a few situations where a smile is not the appropriate response – I’m thankful for the context to verse 7.

“Let your gentleness show in your treatment of all people.  The Lord is near.  Don’t be anxious about anything; rather, bring up all of your requests to God in your prayers and petitions, along with giving thanks.  Then the peace OF GOD that exceeds all understanding will keep your hearts and minds safe IN CHRIST JESUS.” Philippians 4:5-7 (emphasis added)

It’s not about me coming up with the ability to have peace in the midst of life circumstances.  It’s not about me never having a concern.  It’s centered on approaching every concern I have in the context of God, who can handle the big picture.  In the context of Christ being more than capable of keeping our hearts and minds safe.  I’m not to have peace because I have peace.  I’m to have peace because God has peace.

Not in a way that denies horrible things happen.  Because they certainly have, and do, and will.  Nor do we deny these horrible things will shake us to our core sometimes.  We will experience pain, and offense, and brokenness.  But the promise of peace still comes to us, in the presence of Jesus Christ.  The child born in a manger, in whom God proclaims to all of creation, us included, “I am with you.”

And in that….we receive God’s peace which transcends our understanding/abilities.

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14 – Yeah that’s right…a mushy dating anniversary post. Move on. :)

On December 6th, 1999, a momentous occasion happened.  It was in the midst of an all-night chatting session on American Online Instant Messenger.  I don’t have the full text, but I believe it went something like this: (I could be way off, also.)

(long conversation on everything from music, to school, to catching up on Thanksgiving break, to friendships, and then relationships from High School….which obviously led to what we’re each looking for in a relationship…)

chaddlz:  I guess what I’m saying is, I think it’d be great to have someone who I could grow closer to God with.

SNicol99:  Right?  Like someone who you could do devotions with.

chaddlz: Exactly.

SNicol99: Yeah…

(awkward silence for a bit)

chaddlz: So…would you like to start doing devotions together?

(long pause…the world rotated a bit more slowly in this crucial moment)

SNicol99: I think that would be nice.

I’m not quite sure what we talked about after that.  Our chats usually consisted of me trying to get her to stay awake with me long into the night, even though she required a bit more sleep than me. (still does)  Nevertheless, we became “official” that night, after many conversations, and times of hanging out together and with friends.

It’s hard to imagine there were days, months, and years where I didn’t even know her.  She’s my best friend, my partner for life, my wife.  She’s put up with a lot, and continues to love me in ways that transform.  God has used her to reveal so much about His heart, and desires….and Sarah continues to be a source of so much love in my life, and the life of our family.wedding

She’s quiet, so many people miss out on the steady faith and leadership she gives.  The strong source of love she provides.  She could write books on so many topics, and yet would be too humble to feel she has much to offer.  I’m so glad that she saw through my bleach blonde hair, and obnoxious social skills…..to see the man who she might call her husband someday. 🙂

As DC TALK once said, “She’s that kinda girl…”

“A capable wife who can find? She is far more precious than jewels. The heart of her husband trusts in her, and he will have no lack of gain. She does him good, and not harm, all the days of her life. She opens her hand to the poor, and reaches out her hands to the needy. Strength and dignity are her clothing, and she laughs at the time to come. She opens her mouth with wisdom, and the teaching of kindness is on her tongue.” – from Proverbs 31