“Having gifts that differ
according to the Grace given us,
let us use them…” Romans 12:6
Each one of us has been given different gifts. Gifts of Grace from our Creator. These gifts are the empowerment to bring Glory upon the Earth in an unique way that God designed only you to do. Each time you use your gift you are partnering with God to leave an everlasting Holy imprint of that partnership. Like a fingerprint made with your finger and His Glory-filled ink. But this partnership doesn’t just happen. It’s not accidental nor coincidence. It requires faith and stewardship.
Most people associate stewardship with money. When really it has to do with wealth. What’s that you say? Isn’t wealth and money basically the same thing? I would answer with a resounding, “No!”
While we may not all have bank accounts filled with lots of commas and zeros, the redeemed do all have an account overflowing with the riches of Christ.
Did you know you were wealthy? You are!
One day Jesus told a parable about a man who went on a journey (recorded in Matthew 25). Before he left he gave some of his wealth to his servants to manage -each ACCORDING TO HIS ABILITY – and he expected those servants to multiply what they had be given. The man give one servant five talents, another two and yet another one talent. (Talents here was an amount of money not a skill in the way we use this word in modern times.)
There are so many things that keep us from multiplying the wealth that we have been given. One of the big ones is COMPARISON. We think we all should have the same and when we notice the differences we have bad thoughts. Thoughts of bitterness, jealousy, self loathing, pride. This is why in the Word we are encouraged to consider ourselves with “sober judgment” and “not to compare ourselves with one another.”
Another reason we are unfruitful is having an inaccurate perception of God and his intent for us. In the parable mentioned above the servant given the least amount buried it in FEAR. Although he preserved what he was given, he did nothing to multiply his gift. The excuse he gave his master was that he SAW HIM as harsh, unjust and greedy. Unfortunately, that servant’s perception became his reality!
But the biggest reason we don’t steward our gifts well, why we don’t multiply the wealth we have been given? Forgetfulness! What do we forget? We forget we are forgiven, the Grace of His Salvation (2 Peter 1:9ff)! In forgetting this we discount who God is, His Love for us, and become blinded to our calling.
We forget who WE ARE!
You we were created with unique gifts. When you were filled with the Holy Spirit you were empowered to use those gifts to impact the world with and for the Glory of God. Have you forgotten who you are? Are you aware of the gifts you’ve been given? When we are using our gifts as God designed we feel fully alive. This is good news!
What is that you are doing when you feel fully alive? This is most likely one of your gifts. Is there a way for you to better steward that gift? Put another way, is there something you can do to invest in yourself to make that gift multiply in your life?
“Having gifts that differ, according to the GRACE given us let USE them…”
Begin today using your GIFT!
Do you have questions about finding and stewarding your gifts? Ask them in the comments or send me a private message.
This is your #gracefilledmoment with Debra Bell.
My husband and I have a custom at the beginning of each year. We ask God to reveal a theme for the coming 365 days. This year my husband heard that this was the year of our Supernatural Family. Sounds exciting! Like something you’d put on a banner:
2012 The Year of our Supernatural Family!
But what does that mean anyway? We’re not fully sure. But we received it with hope and anticipation of an amazing year of life – better than just
Then came the word that he was to spend a year away in another country. We asked, “How do we have a year of a supernatural family if our family is not together?” Someone said to us, “Maybe this is why you’ll need to be a supernatural family.” Perhaps they were right. Perhaps not. Regardless, our eyes are constantly searching around every twist and turn this year has brought for God to reveal the supernatural family He promised.
So many challenges have stood in front of me that seem to contradict the great promise of this year.
At every turn it seemed like one more giant was standing in the middle of my promised land, taunting me to believe that this promised land was his.
Why does God allow giants to stand in the way of our destiny?
Why does God tell Joshua (and Moses) to go possess the land He promised the people when He knew full well that Jericho was there to oppose them?
We oftentimes ask this “WHY” question when it seems that, if God were really God, He would have beaten the giant, removed the giant from our midst or not allowed him there in the first place. We doubt His goodness or His strength to act on our behalf.
But the REAL question is why do FEAR the giant. Why do we hesitate or shrink back when we see him blocking our way? Is that what we should do? Turn back, take a less resisted path, believe the lies that we are LESS THAN, UNDESERVING, PRESUMPTUOUS, or IN DENIAL of reality?? Why not rather believe that we were designed to fight our opposing giants and WIN,
like David who, against all odds, beheaded the great giant Goliath.
In the first movie of The Chronicles of Narnia, Aslan reminds Peter he is to be king by showing him the castle where his throne sits. Peter looks down as Aslan suggests that Peter doubts the prophesy. Peter says, “That’s just it…I am not who you all think I am.”
And that is indeed THE PROBLEM.
We don’t battle the giants in our land to prove that God is real and good. We don’t fight the giants for vanity or to impress the crowd.
We fight to prove to OURSELVES that we are indeed WHO God says WE ARE. However the giant got there, I think we NEED to fight the giant to cure our doubt, to convince US that we are more than conquerers. That we are who HE says we are.
In another scene of Narnia, Peter rushes to the aide of his sisters who are being attacked by wolves. Aslan and his army arrive as Peter is in the thick of the fight. A soldier is about to jump in to fight the wolf who appears to be overtaking Peter. But Aslan stops him declaring, “This is Peter’s fight.”
He new Peter had it in him to win. And he knew Peter needed to BELIEVE that he had it in him too!
We are nearly one fourth of the way done with Jonathan’s tour. But we are also nearly three fourths done with 2012. It’s true there have been surprising and admittedly daunting twists and turns that I’d rather have not dealt with this year. But at every turn, opposing giant starring me down, my doting Father has been here. Encouraging me, teaching me, strengthening me. Giving me hope and affirming His promise. I see our family becoming more supernatural with every beheaded giant!
Do you have a giant in your path, taunting you? Blocking you from your GOD given destiny? God has strength for you. He has grace for you. He has ideas for you. He created you and believes in what he made you to be. Perhaps conquering that giant is the very thing that will unveil more of who you were made to be! Like Narnia’s Peter, who, through battle, finally realized he was a KING.
Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be terrified; do not be discouraged, for the LORD your God will be with you wherever you go.” Joshua 1:9
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Who are you? What defines who you are? We all wear many hats. Some wear more than others, but I can throw a list out and hit hats that many of us wear:
Nurse (or whatever your profession is)
and I am sure you can think of more, good and bad.
But, is this who you are?
Below is a story about me and the end of my first marriage. A story about a storm that changed my life and my heart. A storm where white lightening crashed against a dark sky and illuminated the end and the beginning of myself. An illumination that glowed bright until all I was left with was a brilliant rainbow of promise against a fresh blue sky of Hope.
I used to define myself as a good person, a nurse, someone who cares for others, the baby of eleven children, financially frugal, organized planner, homemaker, young, athletic, beautiful, thin, and at the very top of the list WIFE. And I looked forward to being a mother, having traditions in my family, and growing as a unit raising children for God, honoring Him with our lives. Sounds picture perfect? Exactly!
After being together seven years (married for four), my husband left me. It was like he took off a mask of the man he was pretending to be and displayed the man he was. He left our marriage, our church and all our friends. I was heartbroken, confused and scared. And although it didn’t happen all at once, each one of those descriptions that I defined myself with started to disappear.
If I was really a good person he wouldn’t have left.
if I cared for him well he wouldn’t have left.
If I was more beautiful,
if I was more athletic,
If I was someone else, someone better…
As time went by, he didn’t come back. I came to realize that it wouldn’t be long before I wasn’t a wife anymore. I hardly told anyone he left. I just kept going to work hoping he’d change his mind. I couldn’t eat or sleep. I dropped so much weight the doctors at work said I looked like I came from a concentration camp. I was an anxious mess. Three months later he told me he wouldn’t end his relationships with other women and that I shouldn’t call him anymore. And then the final blow: I needed to get on with my life and not base it on his. I hit bottom. I was so low and empty that very little mattered to me anymore – even God. And the pain that filled me was so great emotionally and physically that the best way to stop this, I thought, was to die.
So as I was lying in a ball on my living room floor one night weeping; physically ill, emotional drained, and spiritually disconnected and thought about killing myself to end the pain. I imagined what I was going to do. I would go into work, get the keys to the narcotics cabinet in the Operating Room (they weren’t computerized back then), and inject myself with that wonderful little drug they use to put patients to sleep before surgery. By the time someone found me it would be too late. But, then, I thought that killing myself would be giving up on God; taking away His chance to do something in my life. And because I thought that that was ultimate sin, without possibility of repentance: after I successfully killed myself I would go to hell and be physically ill, emotional drained and spiritually disconnected eternally. I felt trapped. I was living in my own hell with the only way I saw to get out leading to another hell that was worse. Or so I could imagine.
With my nursing education, I knew that fantasizing about suicide along with a tangible plan was a very bad place to be. So I called my sister in Las Vegas who is a Christian and lay counselor. I asked her, “Can you come here? I need help.” It turned out that after trying to make arrangements to come she couldn’t. But she flew me to Vegas instead. And I went for five days.
Before these five days I did not believe in the spiritual world the way I do now. I didn’t believe we could hear the voice of God or that the Holy Spirit was involved with our daily lives. But I couldn’t deny that God spoke to me in Vegas and what He said changed me.
It’s difficult to reason with a person in depression. Though my sister tried to tell me the truth I just couldn’t see it. I was lying on her bed sobbing, trying to convince her that I was unlovable and there was no hope for me. That my life was over. All my dreams were crushed, unrecoverable, trampled in the mud. From the outside, this sounds ridiculous. But when it’s you and all you feel is pain and powerlessness it couldn’t be more resonable.
My sister would go in the bathroom and cry and pray for me. Her words didn’t seem to make a difference. One morning she put a worship cd on and left me there in her bed to go take her son to school. I was exhausted. I nestled into the huge down filled bed and listened to the music. I can’t say I heard an audible voice but I had a conversation nonetheless. As clear as I have ever heard anyone speak He said,
Don’t you know you are the daughter of the King of the Universe? I love you! Why would you let anyone else define you?
My sister returned 15 minutes later. I was up, dressed and going outside for the newspaper…to find a job! She was shocked and asked what I was doing. I said, “I’m moving to Vegas!” God did not cure my depression in that fifteen minutes. That was a healing that came through time and process. I had many beliefs in the core of my being that had to be unlearned and replaced with Truth. But what He did do was remind me of my identity. He reminded me who I was, He reminded me who HE was!
I came back from Vegas with new eyes. Everything looked different. Lying in that bed in Vegas I learned the most important thing a person can ever learn: I AM THE DAUGHTER (or SON) OF THE KING OF THE UNIVERSE! I was empowered and I had direction. I had given power to the physical world to define my worth and value. Because he didn’t love me – I was unlovable. Because he tossed me aside – I had no value. No man or job or friendship or anything deserves the right to define us. We mistakenly give those things that power. And those things are inevitably going to fail miserably at defining us. Who better to define us than our creator? Not to mention the value He gives is so much better than any other. Spouses, bosses, children, friends, church, tradition, culture they can all make us feel insignificant when we give them the power to define us.
Why would you let someone who is bound to fail because they are human tell you what you are worth when you can allow God to say, “I created and formed you. Fear not, for I have redeemed you: I have called you by name, you are mine. You will pass through deep water and I will be with you in the rivers you will not drown. You will walk through fire, but you shall not be burned; and the flames shall not consume you. For I am the Lord, your God, your Savior. I have given much as ransom for you. Because you are precious in my eyes, and glorious, and I love you. I gave my life in exchange for you. Do not be afraid, for I am with you. I have chosen you to know, to believe, and understand that it is I, the Lord, there is no Savior, but me.” (paraphrase of Isaiah 43:1-8)
Who are we to say that God wasted the blood of the Lamb on us, that we are not worth His sacrifice? Who can say that God is wrong? Who can challenge him and remain standing? What does it say to God when we give others power to define us, even ourselves? Do we not make them a god in a way? When my self talk is demeaning am I not saying to God, “What do you know?”
So I decided I will no longer allow perishable things to define me. Not people, position or possessions.
I am an eternal being. My life will never end. And because of the blood of Jesus that was used to pay my ransom, I will spend my eternity in Heaven! When this is true how significant is anything here in the physical world? Nothing matters except Him! There is no marriage in Heaven. There is no parenthood. There is no money. There are no popularity or beauty contests. That doesn’t mean these relationships and things are not important. How we treat each other and ourselves and steward our possessions is how we show God how grateful we are and how much we love Him. But these things can not be our goal, they can not be our dream and they can not be what defines us.
So now what? I tried to live out my dreams, accomplish my will and I failed and found myself devastated. And I want you to remember that I did all those things thinking I was accomplishing the will of God, being a godly wife and friend, being a “good” person. But I was still trying to accomplish my will, trying to make myself feel good, trying to complete myself. Lying that day in my sister’s bed I heard God give me a choice. He said,
“You tried to live for your (selfish) dreams and look what happened. Now, do you want to live out My dreams for you or do you want to try it your way again?”
He gave me the free will to choose and would love me either way, but for me, the answer was obvious.
The rest of the story:
Despite my efforts to try and make my marriage work it ended. Nine months after my husband moved out we were divorced. I did move to Las Vegas, got a job and an apartment. I became part of my sister’s church, went to support groups and was surrounded by friends who showed me what love and life looked like. I came to know God more and what He was really like. I learned how to forgive and found healing for my soul. I became an amazing me that I loved and I learned to dream with God.
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I met this girl in my twenties that I thought was wonderful. She dressed, acted and lived the way I wanted to live. She seemed free and happy. Before that I met this girl in high school that I thought was terrific, she was popular, beautiful and carefree – she had the life I wanted to live. Later, I met this woman in church she had it all together, she was fashionable, confident, her children and well behaved and her husband adores her. And I thought that’s the life I want to live.
It’s truly exhausting modeling ourselves after what we want to be or even what we think we should be. No matter how much I tried to be like the friends or women I admired I:
- seemed to keep failing,
- was exhausted and
- still wasn’t ever content (even when I did pretty well at looking like them).
Setting goals and living your dreams are not going to meet your expectations if your goals and dreams are to look like someone else. Even if that person is fabulous – you can’t ever be them! The less we know ourselves the more our goals will be to look like someone we think is living successfully. All in all this is not a bad thing. It can be a great place to start if you don’t know where to begin. Since you’re reading this now there’s no excuse to take the less effective more exhausting path. There’s a better way.
We are not designed to be the same. I don’t look like you. Of course this is true in the natural, but I’m talking more about the part of us that lives forever. That part is perfectly unique by design. In church feeling like you can’t be yourself is a common problem because that environment often gives acceptance for sameness – they call it unity. (Many great churches aren’t like this, of course!)
Make every effort to keep the unity of the Spirit through the bond of peace. There is one body and one Spirit–just as you were called to one hope when you were called — one Lord, one faith, one baptism; one God and Father of all, who is over all and through all and in all. But…
Stop right there. Look at all the ones following the charge to maintain unity.
One God and Father of all
Why the “but?” Because in talking about all that one-ness the writer of the letter to the Ephesians is about to teach us that there is diversity in unity. Unity is not sameness. He says:
…to each one of us grace has been given as Christ apportioned it. Ephesians 4:3-7
We EACH have a been given “grace” as HE decided to portion it to us. We didn’t all get the same stuff. This “grace” has everything to do with our calling or destiny; what we were put on this Earth to be and do. (Don’t take my word for it it’s in the Bible: Romans 12:3, Ephesians 3:2,7 & 8, Acts 20:24, 1 Corinthians 3:10, Galatians 2:9.
This grace not only defines your destiny and reveals your true identity but also empowers you to live it! Pretty amazing!
Even better news: WE ALREADY HAVE IT! Grace has been given to you. It’s built into your design but it is hidden or rather covered like an old fashioned bride with a veil. And similar to the eagerness of a groom to “unveil” his bride it is part of our life’s adventure to seek out this treasure. Trying to be like someone else is only copying someone else’s portion of grace and leaving your portion neglected. Not only is this boring and ineffective (you aren’t designed for their grace so your doomed to fail at it) it’s depriving the world of your unique gifting.
We ENTER the body of Christ through grace, we are saved because of His goodness not our own good works. We BECOME the body of Christ also by grace. His grace empowers us to display the gift He has given us. We have to set our sites on being who we are called to be and stop trying to look like someone else. We need to stop being imitations.
In the post, Divine Design I wrote how each one of us was given a piece of God to magnify on the Earth. This piece of His Glory is your grace. And according to C.S. Lewis, millions and millions of us living 100% in our destiny would still be an inadequate demonstration of God on the Earth. We needn’t fear that we need to be the same to be in unity. If we do all look the same – we’re doing it wrong. We aren’t all supposed to look like what man thinks God looks like. We are supposed to look like the magnificent diversity that is God. Unity isn’t sameness but rather wholeness. Together we display the WHOLE image of God. We are to live out the grace that He has given to us, doing what He has called us to do, reflecting that portion of Him on the Earth.
…until we all reach unity in the faith and in the knowledge of the Son of God and become mature, attaining to the whole measure of the fullness of Christ. Ephesians 4:13
We become more like God the more we look at Him. Because we see through a glass dimly, (I Cor 13:12) or said another way, because our vision is clouded; we can only reflect that of God which we can see clearly. The closer we are to Him, the greater understanding of his character and his ways the more we are transformed into his likeness. It’s not us learning about his traits and then making ourselves like Him. Rather He transforms us from one form of glory to a greater form of glory. As we gaze upon the Lord we become the mirror he is reflected in.
And we, who with unveiled faces all reflect the Lord’s glory, are being transformed into his likeness with ever-increasing glory, which comes from the Lord, who is the Spirit. 2 Corinthians 3:18
I actually perfer the NASB version because the word picture is more accurate.
But we all, with unveiled face, beholding as in a mirror the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from glory to glory, just as from the Lord, the Spirit.
We are the mirror! We turn towards Him and He reflects His image in us. He imprints a different image on each one of us and gives us a unique gift of His grace to display on the Earth. We reflect this image of God by being changed to look like Him. We get changed by looking at Him – not trying to act like Him. This is a supernatural experience. Although we have an active role it cannot be managed or controlled. Just as the bride has to be vulnerable to her groom by removing her “veil” so we must come to Him in our most vulnerable state. Once there we behold Him. In those moments something happens. This is a supernatural so it’s difficult to describe but just try it – – and see what happens. What he promises in the verse above is if we behold Him – then He transforms us into greater and greater versions of ourselves. We can know who we are and what we are called to do and be. Our destiny and our heart’s desires lie with the “Man” in the Mirror.
We all know the story of Cain and Abel, the first murder in the Bible, jealousy, rage, and pride at it’s worst. God came to Cain and asked,
“Where is your brother Abel?” “I don’t know,” he replied, “Am I my brother’s keeper?” The Lord said, “What have you done? Listen! Your brothers blood cries out to me from the ground.” Genesis 4:9-10.
Cain killing Abel is a tragic story but what I want to focus on is God’s statement to Cain. This is a fascinating verse because we can learn so much about how we are created and the impact of our lives. Hebrew, the original language of this text, is such a rich language. The word ‘blood’ in this verse is from a root word that literally means silent, be still, to make silent, die.
That which was silent was calling out.
God heard something from the silence of Abel. He says to Cain, “Listen to the silence of your brothers voice – the silence of the gift (*see footnote) I gave Abel is crying out to me.” It’s as if when God created the Universe he gave everyone a beautiful part in the grandest symphony ever written. Abel’s life had a purposeful sound, he had a voice and the silence of that voice was like screaming to God. The absence of his beautiful creation named Abel was a loud noise. And because Abel was dead not only was his silence screaming but every child and grandchild and great grandchild’s silence was screaming too.
We all have been give a voice, a sound, a part to play in the symphony.
Each one of us is created with purpose, a gift of Grace and Glory to spread upon the Earth. When a life is cut short, like Abel’s, the gift that was designed to impact the Earth is missing and the World will never be the same. Likewise, when we silence our own voice, if we hide the Grace and Glory we’ve been given, the absence of our gift is screaming. Our silence on the Earth is a deafening noise to Heaven. And until we start Being the Earth is less than it should be.
Often our voice is silent because we don’t know who we are or what we are called to do. Knowing ourselves is a key first step in walking out our destiny. If we don’t know our importance and what we are to be it’s impossible to live it. Only in Jesus are we truly known. God is the only one who can see us perfectly. On the Earth we have clouded vision; when we get to Heaven we will see perfectly as He sees. For now we look to Him to help us see. He knows us fully and as we look upon Him he reveals to us what He sees in us. It doesn’t hurt that He created us and so He knows us inside and out.
Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known. I Corinthians 13:12
The more we gaze upon Jesus, the more we know Him, the more clearly we see ourselves. The more clearly we see ourselves the more we know the Grace we’ve been given and the Glory we are to shine upon the World around us.
Another reason we might be silent is fear; fear of failure, fear of judgment, fear that people won’t like us. Ridding ourselves of fear requires us to know the love of God. Perfect love casts out all fear. But along with knowing perfect love we must deconstruct the fortress of lies in our mind that contradict the Truth in us. (2 Corinthians 10:4-5) These strongholds protect the lies we believe and they must be taken down for us to freely move forward in our destiny.
Do you want to stop your silence from screaming?
Do you need to find yourself, to know yourself, to see yourself more clearly?
Start now. Start asking questions. Start praying. Start reading God’s word. Seek Truth. Ask for help.
God is faithful, He promises us that those who seek – find!
For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. Jeremiah 29:11-13
Recommended reading and Footnotes:
The Supernatural Ways of Royalty by Kris Vallottan
The Lies We Believe by Dr Chris Thurman
Victorious Mindsets & Cracks in Our Foundation both by Steve Backlund
Today is the national day of memorial for Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. Perhaps you enjoying the day off!
I admit it’s shallow, yet nevertheless true, that in the past I rarely have given Dr. King much thought on this day – I was simply happy for a three day weekend much like I had on Memorial Day or Veterans Day (of course, this was before I was married to a Veteran and became so much more reverent of such days).
Several months ago I was reading a book called Heavy Rain by Kris Vallotton where he quoted two speeches from Dr King. I was brought to tears by the words of this world changing man and determined in that moment that my children would read and study the writings and life of Martin Luther King, Jr.
I am not at all qualified to expound much on the historical, political and social significance of Dr. King but I know what’s touched my heart. And to that I can speak.
A dream. Dr. King had a dream. He dreamed of the world as it could be not only as it was. He saw the world with Kingdom eyes and with grace and resolve he lived to see it realized.
The day before his assassination Dr. King gave a less famous speech titled “I have been to the mountaintop.” In that speech he said:
Like anybody, I would like to live a long life. Longevity has it’s place. But I am not concerned about that now. I just want to do God’s will. And he’s allowed me to go up to the mountain. And I’ve looked over. And I’ve seen the Promised Land. I may not get there with you. But I want you to know tonight, that we, as a people will get to the Promised Land. And I am happy tonight. I am not worried about anything. I’m not fearing any man. Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord.
It is right to care for our health. Eat well, be active – steward our bodies and environment. Prepare for longevity. But to live a long life of despair, monotony or regret is not a grand thing. To live without living a dream is not to live.
A dream. A Dream.
We all have a dream. We were born with dreams knit into us. The adventure of our lives is to search for the dream, the desire of our hearts. **(Proverbs 25:2) When we find it we must nurture it with hope, expectation and ACTION.
God, our King, has a dream and the dream is you. A dream of hope and love and destiny.
For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord,
plans to prosper you and not to harm you,
plans to give you a hope and a future. Jeremiah 29:11
Martin Luther King did not live to see the United States free of social inequality – we still fight for that dream today – but he did live his dream. As he said himself, he has seen the Glory. He lived with purpose, resolve and inner peace.
When we live our dream, walk in our destiny, and dance with hope, we too live with purpose resolve and peace. It is to our glory to search out our dreams and purpose but it is an even greater glory to live out those dreams.
The King has a dream. Have you dreamt the dream He has for you?
In honor of one of God’s great dreamers start this day to seek that dream and then do something to see it come to life.
** Proverbs 25:2 It is the glory of the Lord to conceal a matter; to search out a matter is the glory of kings. (NIV)
Consider reading: Dreaming with Godby Bill Johnson