Death of a Small Life

We know the fairy tales.  We are familiar with the Reluctant Hero on a Quest scenario.  The poor, unassuming farm boys/servant girls/orphans lead small lives in small worlds.  Suddenly, they are presented with a problem/object/invitation.  Hesitantly, they accept the challenge.  They fail their first trials.  They discover mentors.  Enemies mount offensive tactics.  The challenges grow more daunting and the chances of success grow slimmer.  Yet by the end of the story they succeed in their task and become who we knew they were destined to be.

What happens to convince them first, to step out of their smaller story into a larger one, and second, to accept the truth about who they really are?

The first answer is that something in them decides against the status quo.  The second answer is that they die to themselves.

This process of dying to themselves begins when they accept that they have a purpose in a story larger than what they’ve known.  It ends when they take the risks and make the sacrifices for the good of the others.  It is the sacrifice that wins the heart of the special someone, defeats the enemy, saves the day.

It’s no different for us.

Finding our lives by losing them means sacrificing the small to get the large, the mediocre for the excellent, the safe for the stunning. 

Is it really a sacrifice to give up small, mediocre, and safe to gain large, excellent, and stunning?

I don’t know who it was who said, “the greater the risk, the greater the reward” but I would bet they were not living the mediocre thing. 

Was Peter’s life mediocre?  Was Paul’s safe?  Were David’s and Moses’ lives small?

Was Jesus’ life any of those?

Don’t let yours be.  Let the small go.  Grasp the large.  Decide for the adventure.  Accept who you really are.  

Find your life by losing it.


It. Is. Worth. It.

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Fairy Tales: The Story of Your Life


Ah, yes.  Fairy tales.  I wrote about them a while back.  Please forgive me if I borrow a bit from myself.

Have you ever wondered why fairy tales remain popular, why we never seem to outgrow them? 

I still remember my mother taking me to my first movie, Disney's Cinderella.  The beauty in rags, treated cruelly yet her heart remained open.  The handsome prince who fell in love with her at first sight, choosing her above all others.  Her kind mouse friends and providential fairy godmother bringing guidance and hope.  The wicked stepmother vowing to take her down, no matter the cost.  And finally [sigh] the cinder-sweeper is herself swept away by the prince, who let nothing stand in the way of his pursuit of her, to become the princess we knew she was from the beginning, living Happily Ever After…

This is the story of my life.  It’s the story of your life.  Our lives ARE fairy tales.  Fairy tales are powerful because they are TRUE.  

We are the beauty in rags (Song of Solomon 1:5-6), treated cruelly by those who refuse to see our beautiful hearts (Psalm 59).  The villain, our Enemy the Devil, seeks any and every way to kill, steal, and destroy us (John 10:10).  Our own mice and godmothers are our friends and loved ones (Ecclesiastes 4:12). And of course, Prince Jesus, our Hero (Zephaniah 3:17), who gives His life out of His love for us (John 3:16), whose name is Faithful and True, riding on His white horse to our rescue (Revelation 19:11). 

Happily Ever After DOES EXIST, only we know it as HEAven.  

What?  Your life of laundry and carpool and bills is about as far from a fairy tale as you can imagine?  My dear Cinderella, my prayer is that The Author, Father God Himself, will open the eyes of your heart to see past the sentences of your story to its Spirit. 

They will see His face… There will be no more night…  And they will reign for ever and ever.  (Revelation 22:4,5)

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Fairy Tales, Rated R


You would never dream (I hope) of letting young children watch an R-rated movie. You might consider letting them watch a PG movie if you had a chance to screen it first. Most of us, I image would let our kids watch a G-rated movie without a second thought. That having been said, allow me to propose a question to you:

If it were up to you, what would “Jack and the Beanstalk” be rated?

How about “Hansel and Gretel”?

Or “Rumpelstiltskin”?

If you answered “G-rated”, then you either don’t have small children or you haven’t read the authentic versions of these stories in a while. Frankly, I had forgotten about the dark sides of these stories until I became a parent. Let me tell you, there is nothing like reading a story you expected to be “safe” only to find yourself needing to edit as you go.  If you don’t edit, your little ones will be drifting off to sleep with images of Jack’s giant wanting to “feast on his blood” and “crush his bones”. If you do not edit, you will get questions about why Hansel and Gretel’s father walked them out into the forest to leave them for dead because he could no longer afford to feed them…or the subsequent witch who fed Hansel through a cage to fatten him up so that she could eat him. If you do not edit, you will have a son or daughter worrying and wondering if it is possible to have a child taken from his mother as Rumplestiltskin threatened to do.

I had forgotten about the dark sides of these “children’s” stories. So, I edit them. I filter them. I water them down so that they can be absorbed by the sweet little ears waiting to hear a good story each night.
I find I respond the same way with stories about real life.

I edit. I filter. I water down reality so that it may be absorbed by the inquisitive four and two-year-olds who have been placed in my care.

While I am hesitant to let my kids know the dark tales of the realities we often live, I have been recently convicted that it may not hurt for them to know some things. For if my kids never know that darkness can exist, how will they learn the significance of the Light?  

I think of kids throughout history who have grown up in harder times than these and I wonder, “What did their parents teach them about Jesus?” I can’t say that I know for sure, but I bet their lessons of faith went a little deeper than “be kind to your friends at school.” I bet their lessons talked about a Savior, in a real sense, who would right all of the world’s ills. I bet their lessons talked about a hope and a future that God offers us when we invest a hope and a future in Him. Most of all, I bet their lessons, based in a reality not shielded from them, led to a deep and abiding faith in a promise that someday there would be a new heaven and a new earth…a new happily ever after.

May God equip each of us with the courage to share the authentic version of His story.  May He also guide our words, in their appropriate timing and delivery, that may we likewise raise up a generation of authentic believers who know that Jesus is more than a feel-good, make-believe bedtime story.

The End.



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Tuesday, January 22, 2013 | Read more...

Above All, Expect a Fairy Tale*: Epilogue

When is the last time you read a story where the hero had an easy and comfortable life?   What?  You’ve NEVER read a story like that?  Of course not!  That’s because it would be BORING!

Let’s face it.  An easy life would be a boring life.  We think we want comfort because it’s what we have settled for, but in our deepest hearts, buried beneath the disappointments and sorrows, we yearn for something more.  We long to be part of a grand story, something bigger than we are.  Dare I say it?  Yes, yes I do.  We long to live a fairy tale.

Fairy tales don’t resonate so deeply in our hearts because we’ve heard them a million times or been conditioned by society.  They resonate because our lives are THE ULTIMATE fairy tales.  Good versus evil, trial and triumph, love and romance, honor and glory.   Life is full of battles, our individual stories a part of THE story.

WE ARE the chosen, unlikely heroes who reluctantly step into the roles we were born to play.  Through training and testing, mentored by sages, we live our lives.  We battle The Villain whose aim is to snatch us from our King into everlasting darkness.

It gets better.  We have a dual role in our fairy tale.  Not only is each of us the Hero, we are also the Beloved.  Jesus is the Hero of Heroes.  He is the Warrior King, fighting for us, providing for us, to woo us and win our hearts and take us to live with Him, Happily Ever After.

YOU:  Wait a minute.  What about that Happily Ever After stuff?  I could use a little H.E.A.

ME:  Don’t worry.  Christians will live Happily Ever After…but not yet.  H.E.A. doesn’t happen until H.E.A.VEN.  Truly, “No eye has seen, no ear has heard, and no mind has imagined what God has prepared for those who love him.” (1 Corinthians 2:9, Isaiah 64:4)

YOU:  [sigh] Okay.  That’s something to look forward to, but what about NOW? 

ME:  We can live the fairy tale now.  I came that they may have and enjoy life, and have it in abundance (to the full, till it overflows).” (John 10:10, The Amplified Bible)  Jesus isn't talking about Heaven, He's talking about TODAY.

Ask God to bring His abundant life for you.

EXPECT it.  :)

*While these ideas are mine, John Eldredge has had them also, and he writes about them much better than I could in his book The Sacred Romance (which is why I never wrote my book).  For further information visit  www.ransomedheart.com.

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