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Speak the Truth in Spite of You Fears


After I finished recording that morning's episode of Risen Motherhood, I felt the all too familiar feelings of fear. My stomach was in knots, and my thoughts ran wild with phrases like,

  • "You said the wrong things."
  • "This is a stupid project."
  • "You don't know what you're talking about, and people are going to hear that."
  • "You should be embarrassed."
  • "No one wants to hear this."

When this first started happening years ago (around the time that I started writing more gospel-centered content on my blog), it took a while to get used to. But now I know that whenever I'm in the heat of pouring out truth about Christ and giving glory to God, I'm also going to experience a string of lies, attacking that desire. There is a real spiritual battle happening that I can't see, and a real enemy that wants me to talk about anything but the good news of Jesus Christ.

However, knowing this is going to happen and having the strength to resist it, are two different things! On too many occasions, I've let fears, accusations, and hesitations keep me from sharing things (in person and online) that might have encouraged someone to look to Jesus. I'm confident these experiences aren't unique to me.

Maybe you can recall a time when you wanted to speak boldly about the gospel, and you stopped yourself out of fear...
Maybe you have friends or family members who you would like to disciple more intentionally, but your insecurity gets the best of you...
Maybe you want to serve God by walking in your giftings, but you feel like you aren't qualified to share simple truths about Jesus...

Whatever your insecurity or fear, I know it feels real, but I want to encourage you to speak truth to yourself in those moments of hesitation.
Here are some of the common fears that can hold us back:

"I don't know enough."
We are each at different points in our spiritual journey. Some are new to the faith, and only know the basic message of the gospel. Some have been believers for decades, and come armed with lots of deep theology and memorized scripture. Regardless of where you are at, God wants you to share what you know and love about Jesus. He can use the humble to teach the proud. Just because you aren't a bible scholar or theologian, doesn't mean your voice is useless. In fact, imagine how much the kingdom might advance if every normal person shared what they are learning about trusting God in the midst of their everyday conversations? How many more would be reached with the gospel? You might not know everything, but you do know enough to share something.
For consider your calling, brothers: not many of you were wise according to worldly standards, not many were powerful, not many were of noble birth. But God chose what is foolish in the world to shame the wise; God chose what is weak in the world to shame the strong; God chose what is low and despised in the world, even things that are not, to bring to nothing things that are, so that no human being might boast in the presence of God. - 1 Corinthians 1:26-29 ESV

"I'm going to say something wrong."
Yes. Yes, you are. The tongue can be a wicked thing, and out of the same well can come blessing and cursing. You won't communicate spiritual truth perfectly, and if people want to, they will find some error in what you say. But that still doesn't mean you should stay silent. We have to speak with wisdom, not proudly trying to explain doctrines that we're still working through, but we also need to trust that the Holy Spirit is able to overcome our weaknesses. When we speak the truth of the gospel from a heart that wants to glorify God, we have to believe that he is going to be faithful (even in our sad attempts). We have to believe that people are going to be amazed by the living and active words of God, and not be so worried about our fallible words.
If any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask God, who gives generously to all without reproach, and it will be given him. But let him ask in faith, with no doubting, for the one who doubts is like a wave of the sea that is driven and tossed by the wind... - James 1:5-6a

"I'm not perfect."
In this life, we are never going to be sinless or "arrive" at some spiritual ideal of maturity. In fact, as we mature and grow closer to God, our awareness of our own sin becomes more heightened. But this can't stop us! Our awareness of sin keeps us humble, and allows us to share truth from a place of "me too" instead of "you're bad and I'm good". We can use our weakness and sin to relate to others, making the good news of Jesus more beautiful. If I let my failures in motherhood keep me from pointing other moms to Jesus, I would be completely silent. If I let my shortcomings as a wife keep me from encouraging a young bride to love her husband, I would never have a right to speak. At some point, we must accept God's grace, know that we won't ever be perfect, pursue authenticity, and go ahead and share!
For the Son of Man came to seek and to save the lost. - Luke 19:10

"I'm going to look silly."
You might. There are people (believers and nonbelievers) that think zeal for God is ugly and weird. They wish that Christians would keep their faith to themselves, and talk more about worldly matters. They aren't going to like that you keep turning the conversation to Jesus, because they would rather just discuss the latest article they read on Facebook. While we want to do our best to be relatable and easy to be around, we also are called to be bold in our sharing. There need to be more Christians who are willing to talk about the gospel in everyday conversation, even if it annoys some people. Besides, your boldness might astonish unbelievers and allow them to take a second glance at Jesus!
Now when they saw the boldness of Peter and John, and perceived that they were uneducated, common men, they were astonished. And they recognized that they had been with Jesus. - Acts 4:13

"I might offend someone."
Yes, that's a given. The gospel is offensive,  it's foolishness to those who don't believe and Jesus is a stumbling block. Whenever you open your mouth or type words to share about him and his message, there are going to be people who hate what you're saying. This doesn't make it easy to speak, but don't forget that it's not really YOU they have a problem with, it's God. And he can surely take it. The more we find our identity in Christ and feel secure in him, the easier it will become to face the world's rejection.
Indeed, all who desire to live a godly life in Christ Jesus will be persecuted, - 2 Timothy 3:12 ESV

So no, you aren't going to share perfectly, you aren't going to feel like you know enough, you probably won't deliver the truth as well as you could have, and you will offend someone - but talking about Jesus is still worth it. Satan is going to use every tool in his tool belt to keep you silent, including harsh accusations.

As time goes on, I pray that I'm growing in my desire and ability to speak boldly for the cause of Christ, but I still experience moments, days, and even entire seasons where I second-guess myself into complete silence. But sharing gospel-truth is worth the risks, and God can be trusted as our refuge - even if we mess up the delivery a little bit.

Whatever lies you are believing today, combat them with truth. Go forward and share with that hurting friend, ask to help out with that ministry, contact that woman you are hoping to disciple, and start using your time left on Earth for the advance of the Kingdom.

Even in your insecurities, I promise - you won't regret it someday.


Do your plans even matter, mama?


As a mom of young children, I often feel that my plans are in vain.  Regardless of the time spent, the lists made, or the thoughts laid out, I can't have ultimate control over our day.  I can recall a week this past winter where all of our children contracted a virus, and we spent everyday in the house nursing fevers and coughs, completely derailing our calendar.  The following Monday, I was excited to get my "plan" together and start homeschool, only to have a bad reaction to food put me on the couch with stomach pain for hours.  I can think of other days or weeks when I've had childcare arranged, only to have it cancelled or not work out because of an unexpected conflict.  It seems like life is full of moments where my plans fall apart.  Which can leave me wondering...what's the point of planning?


  • Why should I spend time laying out my calendar for the week if it's just going to get rearranged?
  • Why should I work to establish a daily routine or rhythm if it seems like most of our days are "exceptions" to the rule?
  • Why do I need to write goals when they are extremely difficult to accomplish with unpredictable little children in my life?
  • Why put "wake up at 6am" on my weekly plan, if I can't help the fact that my baby might wake up too many times to make that a reality?

It does seem that in the face of these challenges, we have a couple of common options:

We can get really really frustrated.  
Life can start to feel "out of control" when we can't force our plans to happen.  When people or tasks don't bend to our rule, we can become grumpy, bitter, and even downright angry.  This type of disruption reveals our heart of selfishness, and we punish anyone who threatens to take down our task list.  It's easy to see if we've reverted to this strategy, because our response to change is brutal.

We can give up on plans and structure altogether.
The opposite can also happen.  In the face of constant change and adaptation, we can shrug our shoulders and fail to make many plans at all.  We recognize the changing seasons of life, and say, "Oh well, let's just roll with the punches.", neglecting to take responsibility for intentional living.  We can tell we've reverted to this strategy if our home, life and hearts are continually in chaos.

So what does God expect of us?  Are we supposed to make plans or aren't we?  And how should we respond when the plans don't play out exactly the way we hoped? While I'm still working out these thoughts, here are some principles that seem to be evident in scripture. Initially, they seem to be in conflict, but I think they work together:

1.  Prudent planning is good. (Proverbs 14:8)
2.  We should work diligently to accomplish those plans in faith. (James 4:17)
AND
1.  God is ultimately in control of our lives. (Proverbs 16:9)
2.  His plans are better than ours. (Isaiah 55:8-9)

In light of these truths, we don't jump to either extreme.  We can look at our daily, weekly, monthly and yearly calendar without false hope or disdain.  We can set goals and expectations, without crumbling when those things don't come to pass.  If our children get sick, we can see that as part of God's sovereign will - which is ultimately for our good.  If our goals are reached, we can thank God for his provision of time and resources to make that happen.

If I dive much deeper, we'll be talking about theological issues that are more complex than the scope of this article. So for now, I will say that I believe God does want us to live intentionally and make plans, while still trusting his sovereign guidance in the process.

For the mama who feels like plans are pointless, here is some encouragement for you:

  • You can make plans and trust God with the way they ultimately work out. (Proverbs 3:5-6)
  • You don't have to be worried about what is going to happen with your day. (Phil 4:6)
  • It is smart and wise to make plans. (Proverbs 14:8)
  • You should invite God's wisdom into your planning process. (James 1:5)
  • Your life is going to reflect the intentionality you approach it with. (2 Cor 9:6)
  • God's words should guide your plans. (Psalm 119:105)
  • God has plans for you that are being worked out for your good. (Romans 8:28)
  • You should be a doer of God's word, and that's likely going to require planning. (James 1:22)
At the end of the day, planning isn't a way for us to exercise prideful or fearful control over our lives, but a tool that allows us to live more fully for God's glory and love others well. 

Lastly, I wanted to mention something about planning that I think keeps me (and I'm sure others) from making plans. Because sometimes, making plans means that things in your life seem to get a little bit worse for a while. In order to get those meals on the calendar, get a better handle on your discipline strategy, figure out how to manage your laundry better, or create a box of bible study materials you're going to have to give time to it. And yes, that might mean leaving the house on a weeknight when there are chores still to do. It might mean letting the kids have an off-day to research or map out a better routine. It might even mean that you order pizza one night so you can plan meals for a month. I'm not sure what it looks like for you, but every time I've pursued more intentional plans, I've also had to put up with a little more chaos in the meantime. 

Don't let that initial investment scare you away! Yes it will be hard. But it's worth it. 

Although God's plans prevail, planning still matters mama!


The Mission Field of Motherhood Can Be a Fearful Thing


Entering the mission field of motherhood can be a fearful thing.

When we leave the hospital with a baby in the backseat, the objections begin, and they aren't easily silenced...
  • What if I have to give up too much for this child?
  • What if I lose valuable career opportunities to care for them?
  • What if my body never returns to "normal"?
  • What if I never get a full-night's sleep again?
  • What if I'm not "cool" anymore and I have to start choosing practical over aesthetic?
  • What if I give my all to raise up this child in the Lord, and they still rebel?
  • What if there is a complication and I lose my life or they lose theirs?
The "what-if's" of motherhood can be all-consuming, and they can cause rainclouds of burden to hover over our hearts. I mean, we want to make disciples. We want to love our children well. (But maybe not to the point of true discomfort or great loss.)

Here's the honest truth from my mom heart to yours:
Yes, there are great risks to entering the mission field of motherhood.
Yes, there are great risks to loving our children like Christ loved us.
Yes, there are great losses when we decide to make disciples of our children instead of just bringing them up in the ways of the world.

But there is good news! Jesus is very familiar with the risks and losses, and he still calls us to go. Jesus understands the costly nature of disciple-making more than anyone. To bring the gospel to us and show us how to walk in the way, he lost:
  • his comfort
  • his dignity
  • his physical well-being
  • his honor
  • his rest
  • his friends
  • and ultimately, his life.
He gave up everything so that we could have eternal life with God. He gave his life so that we could live with hope, having peace with God. Grace was costly. Disciplemaking included tears and and even some frustration. True love was about giving his life for ours, not about self-preservation.

And then, Jesus says, "follow me."

So why, mommas, do we think that the mission field of motherhood will be a relatively comfortable, easy, or self-glorifying task? Why do we go into it with limits on what we will spend, pour out, or give for this calling? Why do we fear the potential risks and losses?

Because Jesus is clear that a love like his is EXPENSIVE

The mission field of motherhood is a fearful thing, yes. People and the culture are going to object to the risks, the things you are going to lay down, and the parts of your life you will lose* to give life to another. 

But, momma, it's also worth the price.
You don't sacrifice yourself on the altar of motherhood for the sake of your children. Your children's good is not your ultimate purpose! But you do give yourself to God as a living sacrifice, valuing what he values - treasuring the exchange that life-giving requires. You treasure the lives he's entrusted to you, doing what it takes to live for God's glory and teach others to do the same.

Your motherhood isn't ultimately about you, anyway. About how good or bad you are, about how much you give up or how much you get. Your motherhood is about being an image-bearer, a disciple-maker, and a big billboard that points to the greatest treasure - Jesus, himself.

And because Jesus gets it,
And because he went first,
And because he did it for you,
YOU can do it for THEM.
Giving them the good news that will hopefully bear the fruit of faith in their lives forever.

Momma, the mission field of motherhood can be a fearful thing, but you can entrust your fears to a faithful God while doing good. Now, go forth and make disciples of all nations - from the crib next to your bed, to the room down the hall, to the neighbor down the street, all the way to the other side of the world.

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*Of course, mothers are also notorious for neglecting their own legitimate needs and that's not what I'm advocating here. A woman who has proper nutrition, adequate rest, and healthy opportunities for fellowship will likely do a better job of loving her children than a mom who hasn't taken care of herself at all. But in our culture, the pendulum often swings too far in favor of a mother's "right" to her "own time" because "she deserves it". It is this heart attitude that I don't see modeled in the life of Christ. A mom whose heart treasures Jesus, desiring to love others as he loved, will adequately consider how her self-care positively contributes to her ability to fulfill the great commission.



The Only Way to Keep Your Life


Leaving Sodom & Looking Back
On she ran, stumbling over rough terrain, being pulled by the firm grip of a strong hand. Just minutes outside of her home city, the thoughts were driving her to doubt her direction. Everything was fine until these men showed up and started bothering her family. Maybe Lot was a little hasty in offering up their daughters, and maybe she should have helped serve them the feast, but she certainly didn’t do anything to warrant this type of terror from strangers. Now she was being removed from everything she held dear, following only out of forceful obligation.


The thoughts wouldn’t stop coming as her family hurried to escape the destruction. She heard the screams and commotion, even the sobs of her daughters. The smell of sulfur and smoke caused her to choke and cough. Despite the opportunity to escape, her concerns now turned to her friends and neighbors back in Sodom. What was happening to them? Would she ever see them again? She considered her favorite pottery, her linens, her usual marketplace, and the children down the way. Was this fair? Couldn’t she have one last look?


It was overwhelming, and her instincts were taking over. The stitches in her side made it hard to breathe, and she didn’t understand why no one else cared enough to check the status of their beloved city. Didn’t Lot love them more than his Uncle Abraham and Abraham’s God? Tears flooded her eyes, now streaming, leaving marks in the soot on her face. It was too much, she had to look upon this place one more time, and she didn’t care if it cost her a few seconds in the journey. It was in this moment, when her heart treasured her earthly home more than her coming safety, that everything ended. She turned her gaze and lost her life.


In Luke 17:28-32, Jesus referred to the bold imagery of Lot’s wife and the destruction of Sodom. He explained to his disciples the nature of the second coming, comparing it to two judgements they would have been familiar with.  The parallel would have brought to mind the picture of Abraham, interceding on behalf of Lot and his family, whose lives were spared as they trusted God’s plan for escape.  The disciples would also remember what happened to Lot’s wife, the woman who beheld her earthly life more than she sought refuge with Abraham’s God. Jesus goes on to proclaim something many Christians can recite today:


“Whoever seeks to preserve his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life will keep it.”
Luke 17:33 ESV


Who will hold your gaze?
As is the case with many frequently quoted bible verses, the meaning of Jesus’ words can grow dim to me. It’s always a wonderful challenge to meditate on the striking reality of the gospel message, and the way it offends my self-importance.


After reading about Lot’s wife and Jesus’ warning, I picture myself, scraping dried, hardened cheerios off the dining room floor. I pause to get a child a drink and switch over a load of laundry. Everything is average about the afternoon. I stand to look out the kitchen window, noticing all the toys in the yard that need to be picked up. Then suddenly, I hear what sounds like a blast of music from the largest, strangest instrument I’ve ever heard.


My heart leaps and the butterflies in my stomach cause me to trip and brace myself on my kitchen sink. Although I’ve never heard that sound before, something deep in my soul recognizes the call beyond a doubt. The thoughts race through my mind, and at once my eyes are filled with tears of joy, and “at last”, and that raging desire to be with one’s greatest love.


With the force of a bride who has been separated from her husband for too long and the eagerness of a child who knows daddy is just beyond the door, I bolt from my kitchen - through the dining room and out my front door. I don’t know where Jesus is yet, but I know that I want to run to him. He’s returned!


There is no fear, no turning back, and no hesitation. The holy spirit in me keeps my eyes fixated on the prize, not stopping to behold and mourn the loss of my earthly home. It’s not that I don’t care for it, but that I’ve been waiting for this, for Him, and nothing is more important to me than our physical reconciliation, where I will see him face-to-face and be transformed in an instant.


Of course, this simply a fictitious meditation, meant to stir my heart and consider what I will treasure most in those last moments. I’m trusting God that if Jesus returns in my lifetime, he will give me the faith to run as fast as I can from the destruction of the temporary to the loving arms of my intercessor, redeemer, and king.


But for many around me, this will not be the reality. They will respond like Lot’s wife, hearing the trumpet and grabbing their valuables. Maybe, they will cling to their children, their husband, their friends, or their co-workers. They will reach to their cell phones, pack a back of provisions and contemplate a plan to go into hiding. They will tweet and text and start posting videos to snapchat. They will find their wallet and mourn having to leave their carefully crafted home. They will seek to preserve their lives, and trust in any earthly means of survival. And they will be destroyed, along will all of their treasure. It will be too late. The last moment will simply reveal what they have already valued, not providing an opportunity to reverse their folly.


Which is why each of us needs to ask ourselves what we treasure most in this life. 
  • Is it our relationships?
  • Our dwellings?
  • Our possessions?
  • Our achievements? 
  • Our communities? 
  • Our causes? 
  • Our good behavior? 
  • Our spiritual piety?
  • Our ability to speak eloquent words?
  • Or even our service to our families?
The only way to keep our lives forever is to lose them in Christ. We won't do it perfectly in this life, but we can trust the holy spirit to keep our eyes fixed on the prize, "the upward call of God in Christ Jesus." (Phil 3:14)

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