Bearing Burdens

Carry each other’s burdens, and in this way you will fulfill the law of Christ.
– Galatians 6:2

A late-night fatality revealed to me the burden I was choosing to help carry. My Paramedic partner set up with me all night as sleep couldn’t come while I was processing the trauma and death of an accident scene.  It was more than just this call; it was also the reality that we would respond to many of these 911 calls.  We would help many, save some lives… and many would also not survive.  

My partner couldn’t take that burden away from me, nor fix it so I would not have anything to carry. What my fellow Paramedic did that night was bear the burden with me. 

Listening and being with one another when we are carrying heavy loads allows us to experience grace. We are given the space to speak the jumbled and jagged feelings that come with being human. We are heard.  

In those moments of sharing, we are freed from the oppressive weight, and it gives us strength to continue the journey. It is not magic; it often does not remove the burden, but it is lighter, and we are no longer alone. 

What my EMS partner did for me in that very early season of my Paramedic days, helped me understand that unless I processed this along with the way, I wouldn’t be able to make the 1000’s of more calls that were waiting ahead in my career. I had my own pain being in the middle of others’ trauma and death. I would have to heal as I went along.

When I reported for my next 24 hour shift and opened my locker, I discovered a large paper rolled up and placed inside. 

1982

That was 1982 and the poster still hangs where I can see it often enough to not forget this way Christ calls us to be in the world. We need each other, and sometimes that is just listening to the deep of another’s heart.  Vulnerability is hard. And it is healing. Listening takes time and it is a form of serving. Healing happens when both are present. 

Jesus is the one who removes burdens. We are the ones who carry our loads and are blessed if someone else is there to help us bear the weight.  Who is there for you? Don’t hesitate to let them near enough to assist.  Jesus promises to help us, and sometimes that promise is fulfilled by the person God places in our path.

Recently a friend created a piece of art for me; it sits on my desk, always in sight. She didn’t know of the gift I’d been given so many years ago. But God knew…and perhaps never wants me to forget.  

Galatians 6:2 is written on the bottom of this stone art. Dec 2021.

Lord, thank you for making sure I never forget who I’m called to be on earth.  Thank you for the friends who help me bear the heavy loads in my life, and the special ways they are present. Whenever life is hard, please equip us to step into those moments and love as deeply as you love us. You call us to do it more and more. Perhaps it heals us all. Amen. 

Breaking Open

The first time I traveled to Central America I was studying: “Spirituality in Third World Countries”. It was 2004. Nicaragua. I stood in streets filled with waste, spend the night on coffee farms to learn their practice and got my taste of making tortillas over a wood stove. I also rested in beautiful places and watched the sunset in Leon.

I learned about the fireworks and made peace with the rooster’s adamant heralding of the morning. I shared conversations with strangers and made new friends. We met with religious and political leaders and witnessed firsthand the realities of another culture and people. Something broke open in me during that experience and it’s been breaking open ever since.

My heart has grown. My mind has been sharpened. I have learned hard things and have watched beautiful cultures turn into dark spaces of suffering, while others emerged with hope, strength, and humility. My spirit has been pruned and shaped for something much bigger than me. I hope, on most days, it is shaped and breathing in a way that honors my Creator.

A lot of things break us open. Experiences leave us wide eyed and surprised. Grief and sorrow take our breath away and make it hard to live through the next hour. Beauty breaks us open. Love breaks us open. God breaks us open. Marriage, divorce, death, birth, illness, strength…all so incredibly intimate; breaking us wide open while also making us whole.

If you are breaking open today – may God give you peace to know that you are not alone. Help is on the way. Ask!
If you are celebrating a joy you can’t contain – I hope you see Jesus’ hand reaching out and inviting you to dance. Do it!
If you are surviving one day at a time – know that the plans God has for you are for good and not for harm .Trust this!

We are given life to live. Live fully. When beauty is present, make time to appreciate it. When you or someone you love is hurting – sit in the valley with them; your presence is enough. We are doing this life together – the sorrow and the joy; it is a gift. Above all, remember that you are loved.

A few photos this morning as a prayer offering.

Just Teach Me

Public schools in Guatemala have been closed for two years. Two years. Some online learning was offered, but many students do not have access to technology at the level needed for learning. Schools were scheduled to reopen on Monday, January 31st, but many did not. COVID continues to move through families and communities. A mask mandate is in place. The current vaccination rate for Guatemala is 31.2%.  For perspective, the current USA vaccination rate is 64%. All over the world, we are living through a new experience. Everything has changed. 

And still, children have dreams! Their minds need exercise and challenge. They look to adults to help them discover how learning and education opens our lives.  The spirit and mind of a child is so deeply shaped by the encouragement, mentoring and love they experience in these early years. 

There are 23 children sponsored through ACD Guatemala and 19 of those sponsors are through Franklin FUMC. These 23 children are attending a private school, Ad-Astra La Esperanza, so they can continue to learn and thrive.  Each morning the children come to ACD and are given transportation to school. If they have need of supplies, they receive them. The children know someone is waiting for them each morning at ACD Guatemala and that someone believes in them. When they get on that bus and are on their way to school, they know an army of love is going in with them!

The presentation for our visit to the school began with the raising of the flags. The children gathered at the bottom of a steep garden area and their bright eyes watched with anticipation. The flags of Tennessee, USA and Franklin First UMC all raised as our national anthem played. ACD Guatemala, Ad-Astra La Esperanza and Guatemala flags all raised as the Guatemalan national anthem played and the children sang. We are here. Together. A big dream is unfolding. 

Flag presentation at Ad-Astra La Esperanza

When the kingdom of God is fully present on earth it is hard to tell who is serving who, because we are all serving from a mutual place of sharing what we have: giving and receiving…together. The story of ACD Guatemala, Ad-Astra La Esperanza, and Franklin First UMC is one of those thin places that we cannot stop from flourishing.  Geography and land are involved, but the friendships that connect here for a greater purpose are the real story.

If I begin to write the sequence of events that brought this moment into being the miracles are so intertwined the story overflows. I cannot find its beginning, there is no static moment, nor is there a natural end.  It is a fountain overflowing. It is out of our hands, out of our control. We can only give witness to the fruitfulness and praise God for allowing us to be a part. I am so grateful to be a part of a community of faith that serves with others in whatever way brings hope where it is needed.

Tanner, Lucia, Vona, Eleazar, Jason

Treasured

“Is it raining?”
“No…the leaves are falling.”
How beautiful is the sound of falling leaves and all that the woods speak as we walk along the path. 

The prophet, Malachi, writes about God’s interactions with the people of Israel. The people have grown weary of dealing with evil and seeing wickedness prosper. They complain and God responds:

“You have spoken arrogantly against me,” says the Lord.
“Yet you ask, ‘What have we said against you?’
“You have said, ‘It is futile to serve God. What do we gain by carrying out his requirements and going about like mourners before the Lord Almighty? But now we call the arrogant blessed. Certainly evildoers prosper, and even when they put God to the test, they get away with it.’”

Then those who feared the Lord talked with each other, and the Lord listened and heard. A scroll of remembrance was written in his presence concerning those who feared the Lord and honored his name. “On the day when I act,” says the Lord Almighty, “they will be my treasured possession. I will spare them, just as a father has compassion and spares his son who serves him. And you will again see the distinction between the righteous and the wicked, between those who serve God and those who do not. – Malachi 3:13-18

When we are surrounded by reports of awful acts in the world or standing face to face with insults and language that attempts to reduce us to dirt, it helps to simply stop and listen to the one who created us. What I love in this brief glimpse into Malachi’s story, is that there are some people among the Israelite crowd that choose to do something different than stay in their weariness and complaint.  They talked to each other. They remembered God’s character and faithfulness. They chose to trust God and stay on the path of holiness. And God noticed.

We don’t always feel like God’s treasured possession, but that IS who we are called to be. As messy or weary as we may feel on any given day – what we ARE is God’s treasured possession. As strong and powerful as we may think we are on any given day – what we ARE is God’s treasured possession. These are truths we embrace, receive and acknowledge because they remind us of who God is and who God created us to be. We don’t have to manufacture this; it IS because of God’s presence in our lives.

As you start your Monday morning, may you know that the path of righteousness leads to fullness of life for you. Remember the One who created you and guides you in the way you are to walk through this day.  You are God’s treasured possession and no circumstance or person, nor any power operating in this world can take that away. Be loved! 

How has God reminded you that you are loved and treasured? Write it down. Remember it in times that weariness is present. God is with you.

Prayer: Lord, lead our paths in ways that honor you. We trust you and we love you. Amen.

Kari Jobe: Your Nature

Monday Blessing

But now thus says the Lord,
    he who created you, O Jacob,
    he who formed you, O Israel:
Do not fear, for I have redeemed you;
    I have called you by name, you are mine.
When you pass through the waters, I will be with you;
    and through the rivers, they shall not overwhelm you;
when you walk through fire you shall not be burned,
    and the flame shall not consume you.  Isaiah 43: 1-2

Sometimes creation speaks when we cannot. The sunrise lures me and begs for my attention.  Stop right here and marvel again how much beauty and strength can rise in the face of any situation. No war can stop it. No hurricane can destroy it. No brokenness can shame the sun from rising or hold back the clouds from making a grand display. The creative spirit of God rises and blesses the day’s beginning. 

It will not only be this morning. All day long and well into the evening there will be signs that God is with us. There will be glimpses or whispers, tiny little things that are placed along the path to remind us that we are seen; we are loved. The One who created us is walking with us. The wisdom of the Lord is guiding our steps. Go slow enough to receive.  Keep walking courageously forward, even if that is a tip toe step today. Every tiny movement in the sky was beckoned to create the sunrise. God invites us into this day too. 

Lord, however your people need to see you today – thank you for revealing yourself to each one.  Whatever we need to hear from you as a people on earth – thank you for speaking to us; we are listening.   Whenever we turn to other voices and sources for wisdom, Holy God, please lure us back to what you have made known to us in the life of Christ. In you we remember who and whose we are. Help us to carry that strength and joy into this day. There is no place you will not meet us and lead us safely home. We love you, Lord. We need you and we trust you completely. Amen. 

I, I am the Lord,
    and there is no savior besides me.
I announced, I saved, I proclaimed,
not some stranger among you.
You are my witnesses, says the Lord,
    and I am God.
From the dawn of time, I am the one.
    No one can escape my power.
    I act, and who can undo it? – Isaiah 43:11-13

Word of God Speak – Mercy Me

Morning Fog: Happy Friday!

The weather icon cautions me that fog awaits the day and I know instinctively it is good. Low visibility reminds me that God still sees the long view. I learned it several years ago from my neighbor in the country. “We know the sun is rising even though we can’t see it.” She loved to say it; it was a mantra for her and it became one for me. We are people that need to be reminded!

I ran to see the fog and was shocked to see the sun piercing through the shroud as if to say:

I’ve changed my mind.
The fog will not linger.
The lift is now.
Caution is replaced with courage.
Clouds are being swept away.

It happens like that sometimes. Life does. A solution emerges with the same immediate announcement of a light bulb in a pitch black room. Or that subtle inching, nudging….even squeezing into our lives like a little whisper that persists until it is shaping us into a way of being we didn’t see coming.

The fog is a friend when it comes. Reminding us in ways we can experience. Slow down and pay attention. Take a breath. Remember that the sun has not been taken away. We are being shielded while new light, new voices, and new revelation are being formed. Welcome the day; it is the careful provision of our Creator.

Sunrise – June 4, 2021

God, thank you for being in the fog with us and never losing sight of the long view. We welcome your new day! We love you and trust you. Amen.

Here Comes The Sun – Beatles Remix
https://youtu.be/KQetemT1sWc

Holding Tension: A Prayer

Lord help us hold the tension today where hope and despair run parallel.  Help us grieve with those who approach gravesides and celebrate with all who receive news of relief and joy. Give us courage to be in the waiting; the tension of uncertainty and the anticipation that you might do something – say something – or reveal something we didn’t expect, today.

We live in a world of violence. Violence that condemns others, and a violence against our own selves. It doesn’t come from weapons we make; this comes from what it is deep within our hearts. Many of our hearts are broken. 

Help us hold the tension of Maundy Thursday, where hope and despair run parallel. Allow us courage enough to come to the table, and humility enough to stay with you and with each other.  Thank you for inviting us to stumble in with dirty, tired feet; hopes and dreams; unanswered questions; denial; masks and even love.  There will be tension, so help us hold steady and not run away from you, today.

Amen. 

Carpet in Guatemala. Semana Santa, 2017.

If you are looking for ways to experience a Maundy Thursday service tonight, here is a link: https://live.franklinfumc.org

The Struggle is Real

The struggle is real. Do you ever feel like you are fighting something or trying to navigate life with a constant, nagging “thing” that just won’t let you go?  It may be fear or a habit or some dysfunction. It might be an illness or something in your environment.  It could be anything; we all have our stuff! Even though we may have knowledge and awareness of this, that doesn’t make it go away. It just means we may be able to put in perspective. And every day is different.  Yes, the struggle is real. It doesn’t mean something is wrong with us; it does mean we are human.

Paul wrote all the time about his struggles. I especially appreciate when he talks about his “thorn”.  We don’t know what it was and it doesn’t matter. If you’ve ever had the struggle then you get it.

Three times I appealed to the Lord about this, that it would leave me, but he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for poweris made perfect in weakness.” So, I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may dwell in me. Therefore I am content with weaknesses, insults, hardships, persecutions, and calamities for the sake of Christ; for whenever I am weak, then I am strong.  – II Corinthians 12:8-10

Some of our struggles don’t go away but they do lose strength and power as we lean more heavily on Christ to bear that burden.  It is a practice and a way of living that keeps us grounded.  When we experience the Spirit of God working through our lives in spite of our struggles then we see the true power of God in our lives.  Recovery groups have this practice down really well. 


Our surrender and just letting God help us is a daily practice.  
“Lord Christ, come quickly to help me. Your grace carries me. You are my strength and help. I place myself in your hands of mercy today.”

Truth I’m Standing On / Leanne Crawford
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mQq1zEBk41E

If you would like to explore a recovery group here is a link to find a group anywhere in the nation. Many of them are available on zoom now too. 
https://www.aa.org/pages/en_US/find-local-aa

https://al-anon.org/https://adultchildren.org/