My New Job, My Husband’s Calling

Lately, my husband has begun feeling like he is being called into ministry. He has been doing part time ministry in prison discipleship, working with inmates to know Jesus better. When he comes home, he is glowing. He was made for this. He loves sharing Jesus with these men, and seeing their faith grow in difficult circumstances.

My previous job was going to be my forever job. I was a remote sales rep for a large lab, it was (mostly) fun, and I was good at it. I wasn’t looking to leave.

I got an opportunity in a different industry (still remote, so my workplace still looks the same, with my same beagle coworkers), not in a sales role, but with a higher guaranteed salary. I left a boss who trusted me and walked into the unknown.

I was anxious. I was so unsure. Why would I leave a good thing that I knew I excelled at? In fact, when I left I was ranked number one in the country. And why, at a time, when my husband feels a tugging of change on his own life?

We prayed over this. We prayed that if this path was not for me that there’d be roadblocks. We prayed for wisdom in making decisions. But the job came with zero roadblocks, and with perfect provision. I was in turmoil over accepting the new role, and about giving notice to my old job. But once I committed I felt peace (fun fact, I dread commitment, a mortgage feels like a straight jacket to me).

My husband also feels peace. He says it brings him peace to know I am capable of bringing the financial security into our home that allows him to run his business without worry. And now, as he contemplates a future where he sells his business and pursues a different calling, I can go where he goes, I can feed us. And he can count on me.

My new job does a few things. It provides a higher guaranteed income, no uncertain commission. But more importantly I think, it teaches me that my security is in Jesus, not in my employer, my tenure, my seniority or how clever I think I am.

It is weird because I always sort of believed and hoped that my purpose would be a powerful, center stage role. That I’d be in charge of things. I’m smart, I went to grad school, I’m capable. But what if my purpose is the quiet and supportive wife at home, managing our finances, keeping the homefront secure and the bills quietly paid while my husband does important work for God?

My husband says he thinks it’s beautiful. And he loves that he can believe in me.

Villainizing Boundary Setting

I read a great quote that said, “Want to know if some people are toxic? Say no and watch how they react.”

Boundaries are important. Growing up I remember my parents having boundaries with us as kids. Things we were, without question, not allowed to do. One was disrespectful behavior toward them.

Setting boundaries with others is critical for numerous reasons. One, it protects our physical space, our emotional space, our time, and our independence. Moreover and more importantly, it sets an expectation of respect. Others will not respect you if you cannot demonstrate self-respect.

Sometimes we get into habits where we allow others to cross boundary lines with us. And especially when this goes on for a length of time, it requires self-discipline to set and reinforce our boundaries. And once set, it often creates a scenario where those we are enforcing a boundary with to begin gaslighting and villainizing us.

It’s simple to begin setting boundaries but that doesn’t make it easy. In difficult, conflict ridden relationships its as simple as saying, “if we cannot communicate with respect then I won’t communicate at all.” With someone who is overbearing and being too nosy in your life its as easy as saying, “I appreciate your interest in my life however I will share details when I’m ready.” The key is being direct and being consistent. Repeat the message until it is clear you are serious. For me, as a non-hugger with people other than my husband and immediate family, I will say, “actually I’m not really comfortable with hugging but I’ll always take a high five.” Set the boundary. And don’t budge.

But frequently, as stated in the quote I started with, when we implement a boundary, those toxic folks in our life throw back their heads and howl. They turn that boundary around on you with accusations and arguments. They try to villainize you.

Even if you’ve never set a boundary, you can change this. You can change it today. You are entitled to grow. It’s also Biblical. Many times the Bible gives us brilliant and simple wisdom about how we interact with others. A humorous truth can be found in ‭‭Proverbs‬ ‭25:17‬.

Boundary setting takes maturity, self-awareness and discipline. It is not the shrill freaking out at people in one of scenarios as they piss you off. It’s a deliberate, across the board, unwavering line you uphold in self-respect.

Set the boundary. Hold the line. Be consistent. And those in your life who cannot respect your boundaries maybe do not deserve that proximity to you.

Keeping No Record of Wrongs

C. S. Lewis said of Christianity, “It is a religion that you could not have guessed…it is not the sort of thing anyone would have made up. It has just that queer twist about it that real things have. So let us leave behind all thee boys’ philosophies – – these over simple answers. The problem is not simple and the answer is not going to be simple either.”

This resonates with me often as I read the gospels, and how Jesus paints us a picture of the Kingdom of Heaven that is a complete upside down and reverse of the world we live in now. We live in a world that tells us to take offense when we are wrong and hold that grudge, Jesus tells us it’s better to wronged than to be unloving.

1 Corinthians chapter 13 tells us exactly what love is. And one thing stands out to me as being opposed to everything in our culture today. In verse 5 it says, love “keeps no records of wrongs.”

This was written by Paul to the Corinthians who were apparently having a bit of struggle understanding the law Jesus gave us, to love one another. He says to them in the next chapter, “The very fact that you have lawsuits among you means you have been completely defeated already. Why not rather be wronged? Why not rather be cheated?”

As I’ve been studying this one thing keeps coming to my heart: if you’re keeping a record of wrongs, you’re wrong. That simple. No matter what wrong has been done to you, if you’re keeping a record of it (in your heart or on paper), then YOU are wrong.

I seek to cleanse my life and my heart of such thinking. To love as the Bible commands us. To love all in this way but especially fellow Christians, without keeping track of hurts, offenses and injustices.

Because despite all I’ve done in my life, my sins, the offenses I’ve committed, because when God looks at me He sees Jesus. That’s it. The Bible says He has separated my sins from me as far as the east is from the west. And if a perfect and holy God can forgive me in this way because of the blood of Jesus, then surely I, in my imperfections, can forgive and let go of the wrongs done to me.

Tithing

I’m no theologian, but I wanted to share my experience with tithing and what it has done in my life. I believe tithing as a Christian is one of those non-negotiable acts of obedience. We aren’t perfect but we should strive to be obedient in all things and tithing is not merely a suggestion but a command (Genesis 28, Matthew 23).

To begin with, tithing is giving the first tenth (or 10%) of what you make to the Lord. The premise here is that all wealth and resources belong to God anyway and we honor Him by returning back to Him the first tenth of all we are given.

Tithing is not the same as an offering. I don’t even believe tithing makes you a generous person. Giving a tenth back to the Lord makes you an obedient person.

The Bible says the Lord loves a cheerful giver (2 Corinthians 9). And I believe we should give cheerfully to God, especially in our offerings. But I believe we should tithe whether cheerfully or fearfully because it’s not a suggestion, it’s what we are called to do.

Malachi chapter 3 goes into detail about how we cannot rob God of what belongs to Him, but it also reminds us of the abundance of blessing that will come upon us when we bring Him our tithe.

I grew up understanding tithing but sadly didn’t implement this until my life until some ways into adulthood. Actually, I began tithing during a period when my first husband and I were in very tight financial hardship. I remember being absolutely at the end of my own wisdom in dealing with our issues. When praying I was led to thinking about tithing and I watched a few trusted pastors preach about it. I felt convicted; conviction by the Holy Spirit is not only correction, but it comes with hope. I believed if I could trust the Lord with my finances He would help me.

The first thing I gained was peace. I stopped worrying about money. Then I began noticing funny little things, miracles, like I didn’t run out of shampoo or laundry soap for ages. It’s like my bottles hung out at half empty for months. Money remained tight but somehow beyond my comprehension we began being better able to control expenses. And then eventually we were delivered from our hardship, and we ended up in a place of abundance again. Praise the Lord.

I didn’t give cheerfully those first weeks. I gave fearfully. But God accepted my obedience even in my fear. I like to share my testimony about tithing to help others perhaps take that step in obedience to God. Me tithing does not make me a good person, or generous or anyone’s superior. It just makes me humbly obedient to God.

God is faithful to reward our obedience in this and every other way. He knows our stumbling blocks but He sees our heart. When our heart seeks Him, and we seek to be obedient, we are helped. And we are rewarded. Often it begins by God changing us. Teaching us to bear our circumstances.

But when it comes to tithing we have a special promise in Malachi: “Bring the whole tithe into the storehouse, that there may be food in my house. Test me in this,” says the LORD Almighty, “and see if I will not throw open the floodgates of heaven and pour out so much blessing that you will not have room enough  for it.”

He says “test me in this” and that is literally what I did. When I first started I was scared and I said “I’m afraid and I don’t know what is going to happen but I’m trusting your promise that if I do this you will bless me.”

God is more faithful than we could ever be. If we seek to obey Him and honor Him in our hearts, with obedience, and in our tithe, He will fulfill His promises to us. As the song says:

And all my life You have been faithful
And all my life You have been so, so good
With every breath that I am able
Oh, I will sing of the goodness of God

Furthermore I believe that if we choose not to tithe, God will take from us what should have been His. We will see it leave our accounts in payments for repairs, loss of wages, etc etc. Furthermore I believe like any lack of obedience it opens your life to trouble, strife, unnecessary difficulty. Obedience to God brings peace and protection.

The Bible says to give of our “first fruits” so I tithe on my gross salary when I am paid. Because I am a salaried employee this is usually easy. But if I receive bonuses or some other income I tithe that also. And I do not account this as my offerings – which are different, those are the above and beyond gifts we give as we are led. And I believe especially as those are Spirit led those should be done secretly and joyfully as a thank you for the love and abundance of our God. They go beyond obedience into the state of our heart.

I encourage anyone who has not committed to tithing to begin to do so. Whether you are rich or especially if you are not, trust God and obey Him and learn in your own life and in your own family how incredibly good and faithful our God is.

We Tried to Attend a Trump Rally

Chris and I got to experience part of a Donald Trump campaign rally this past weekend. As registered independent voters, it was an interesting experience for sure.

Neither of us have voted for Trump in the past. In 2016 I was not a citizen yet but I volunteered for the Gary Johnson campaign. In 2020 I voted for Jo Jorgensen. I was shocked when I met Chris to discover he was one of the less than 4% of Americans to also support those candidates!

I was curious to go see Trump in person for various reasons. One, he’s certainly the most intriguing political figure of our time, it would be cool to be present at his event. He’s funny, if nothing else. And, most notably, the hatred toward him from people who I disagree with makes me curious about him.

We actually stood in line for 2.5 hours to get into the event. My favorite part of the experience was being with all these MAGA Trump supporters. The capacity of the event was 2000 people so for a good part of the time there was 2000+ people were outside waiting in line.

First of all, the diversity was interesting. Some very young folks and some very old folks and everything in between. Families, couples, hardcore patriots in their decked out pro-American vehicles. Racial diversity (which was clearly interesting to the media, as they sought specifically to speak to the young black men there, probably because they’re brainwashed into thinking blacks all hate Trump). Hardcore Republicans and curious independents.

But all of them polite and patient. It struck me midway that despite the long wait, no one was complaining. No one was being rude. I observed only one incident of vulgarity – which was an anti-Trump driver going past us who shouted the f-word at those of us in line along the road. Otherwise there were people taking photos together and dogs walking around in Trump t-shirts and overall it was very family friendly.

After 2.5 hours we finally got into the building and were getting close to the gymnasium and we were informed that the fire marshall had cut off the crowd as capacity was reached. Several hundred of us got turned away. And even then, while there were some murmuring of disappointment, no one freaked out or got belligerent. Everyone just departed peacefully.

It was impactful to me to be among these normal, cheerful hard working Americans who the media paints as terrorists but that couldn’t be further from the truth. Some want Trump and his supporters silenced. As a foreign born American citizen I’m shocked at Americans wanting to silence one another. I came to this country and had to go through some difficulty for my citizenship and my access to American rights that some on the left are eager to take away from me.

I heard a young lady in front of us a few people tell the person she was with that she couldn’t buy any Trump merchandise because “my dad will disown me.” And I think that’s just so sad. My mom also isn’t a Trump supporter but she thought it was awesome that we went and thinks it’s important that all voices get heard and would have thought it was funny if I’d left with a Trump tshirt. A shame that political differences are creating rifts in families.

I wish we could have attended the rally but the fact is we can watch most of those clips online. The experience of waiting with this peaceful group of people was an experience I enjoyed.

How We Found Our Church Home

2023 has been a fantastic year. Chris and I got married, I turned 40, I’ve hit some great PRs in the gym, we got a new puppy, and we bought a new home! But another super meaningful thing we did this year was discover our church home.

It’s a fun story about how sometimes a moment of frustration leads to a bend in the road that leads you somewhere that feels like home.

Last fall we had originally started attending a church that Chris’s parents had been attending for some years. It had a good band and it was nice to be able to attend as a family. We didn’t feel an immediate deep connection however we were preparing to commit.

However, the first Sunday we attended after we got married, his ex-wife showed up and sat very nearby to me. It was uncomfortable and weird. After service we discussed and Chris said he wasn’t interested in having a turf war at a church, especially at a church that mattered to his parents.

Meanwhile, I’d already investigated a church very close to where we lived. I’d done some reading on their site and we did a little “creeping” on their YouTube, and I felt somehow led to this little church. The following Sunday we attended and from the first service we felt like we’d found home.

The year has passed and we’ve found we have only missed 2 Sundays and we regretted that we had to miss. Chris has gotten baptized here, we’ve become members and gotten plugged into a small group. We feel loved, supported and like we are with family.

And to think, it was one frustrating and uncomfortable moment that pointed us to this. I’m so grateful for the discomfort. For the change of direction and where it has led. I feel like finding this church home has been the best possible start to our new marriage, as we grow together, and grow in our walk with Jesus.

Review: Jesus Revolution

Revival has been on the minds of many lately as around the country different cities have sprung up with an outpouring of reported worship and repentance. It is fitting that in this time that the Jesus Revolution movie has come out.

This review may contain spoilers. It may also be somewhat unpopular.

I have hardly seen a lukewarm or negative take on this movie. The night I saw it, in a small theater in the Midwest, we had a pretty good turnout. And while movie goers seemed very moved, my husband and I both had similar reactions.

Walking back to the vehicle after he said “that was…good.” And I said, “…yeah.” And almost simultaneously we both said “I feel like it should have been more.”

I felt like the storylines of the movie intersected sort of awkwardly. Which I was surprised to feel because Kelsey Grammar (of my favorite show Frasier) and Jonathan Roumie (of The Chosen which I absolutely love) both star in this movie. I expected fully to love it.

But it remained awkward. 65 minutes into the movie it felt like it was almost over, but it wasn’t. The first half depicted these hippy teenagers realizing that drug use wasn’t helping them find the truth, and they were enthralled with the real Truth they found in the message of Jesus. It was moving seeing these young people singing and getting baptized and turning their lives over to God.

But missing to some degree was the actual message of the gospel. You see that they recognize that where the desperate, lost, unloved and in despair can find hope and love in Jesus, it sort of fails to specifically address the reason WHY Jesus is the answer: that through His shed blood we can be redeemed and brought into a relationship. You see that Jesus is love, but it was abbreviated in that way.

Meanwhile, the second half of the movie focuses more on the fractured relationship between Pastor Chuck (Kelsey Grammar) and Lonnie (Jonathan Roumie) and also the romantic relationship evolving with the main teenage character and his girlfriend. I kept wondering when we were getting back on track.

Also knowing it was based on a true story, I was eager to know more. What the movie leaves out is that Pastor Chuck was somewhat discredited for falsely predicting the end of the world in the 80s. And that Lonnie Frisbee had a wild personal life, lived as a semi closeted gay man, partying on Saturday night and then preaching on Sunday mornings, and died in his early forties of AIDS. I feel like for others seeking more, this could cause disillusion.

Jesus is the answer, but I feel like this movie stops short of the actual reason why. I hope that for many who see this movie that they feel the love of Jesus, and that they leave the theater to learn more about Him, and not the charactersin the show. I know God uses flawed and imperfect people to achieve His purpose. But I think the creators of this movie glamorized the movement and left off a little truth, that will then be discovered and leave an awkward feeling in the hearts of viewers.

Marital Bliss

I’ve been married (to my second husband) for about 5 minutes and I’m just overjoyed. He is the dream I didn’t even know I could dream. I love him in a way that makes me feel like my heart will explode.

But we also come into this new relationship with a combined total of 50 years of previous relationship experience from marriages that both failed. Which means, without question, we both carry baggage. We both have had to overcome bad habits, anxieties and insecurities.

While there is an overwhelming sense of tranquility and peace in our home, we have of course had moments since we met of conflict. Apprehension wells up from previous experiences. Anxiety lingers. There is healing to be done, some of which may just take years.

I think marital happiness doesn’t come from lack of conflict, but rather approaching conflict and all other difficulties with respect and love. Learning to be able to fight without dishonoring your spouse. Learning to make your point known in a sentence that can still contain the words “I love you.” And I have finally learned this.

Just like war had rules of engagement, so should conflict in a marriage. Name calling is a no. Silent treatment also a big no. And gossiping about your spouse to third parties (unless it is a mutually agreed party such as a counselor or pastor) is a no. Doing these things creates turmoil that is very hard to reverse.

My husband and I have been through hard things already in our short courtship and marriage. We had hard separations, challenging divorces and it’s hard enough to join two young people free of baggage in compatible matrimony. Take two middle aged people with baggage and it’s even harder!

But we have built a habit of dealing with things quickly and respectfully. I tend to get withdrawn when I am sad but I’m very sensitive to how much my husband dislikes silence. He knows how my brain works in analyzing word choice, he is cautious to choose them carefully.

My pastor said a useful thing recently: when a couple is serving each other, that is a sign of success. When one or both are serving only themselves, it almost always ends in failure.

That’s easy to say when times are good. Even absolute idiots can do the right thing when times are easy. It takes a nature filled with the fruit of the Spirit (to sum it up succinctly) to do the right thing when times are tough. That’s when your character is revealed. That’s when “serving each other” becomes an act of mutual self sacrifice.

I’ve also learned the meaning of “one flesh.” When my husband is sad, I can’t help but also be sad. When he is hurt, I am hurt. Which is very motivating to make amends quickly, because if he is hurting in some way because of me, I’m hurting, too.

We also express to each other frequently in both word and action our tremendous respect for one another. I know without question that he values me deeply, and I understand that at all times.

And that’s really key, love isn’t just a fleeting feeling. It’s an action and if you love someone you act on it, and not just when you feel like it.

My marriage is so loving and so peaceful. I think we’ve both learned from our mistakes, and I’m excited to spend my life with this man!

Radically Honest

It is common for people when relaying their perspectives to fib, lie by omission, exaggerate, fabricate or embellish.

If someone catches 8 fish it’s not uncommon for them to “round up” and say 10. If someone works a 10 hour shift they may embellish the story and say they worked 12. Because they think it makes the story sound a little better.

Sometimes we take it a step further and misinterpret interactions with people in our lives. We may characterize someone as “flipping out” when they actually calmly expressed an opinion we didn’t like. But it makes a better story.

But at the end of the day, whatever you call these things, they are lies.

Jordan Peterson discussed this in one of his talks, and I love how he phrased it. He said that the only way to live your fullest adventure in life is to tell the entire truth, all the time. If you don’t do this, whatever adventure you’re living is a fraud. He says that only by speaking the truth and being willing to live with the fallout from it can you live your fullest life.

People all have certain proclivities to sin. Some people are prone to greed. Some people are prone to lust. And some people are prone to lying chronically. And it’s no less serious than the others. We must acknowledge it and try to put it behind us as best as we can.

We need to make a bold resolution, to be radically honest. To speak the truth at all times. Not to trade lies for adulation or glory, but being willing to tell the truth, the whole truth and face the fallout from that truth.

As Jordan Peterson says, until we do this, we cannot live our fullest life. We cannot have the adventure of our lifetime.

And if we do not, we will get find out anyway. People will see the inconsistencies between the truth and the stories we tell. We will get a reputation of being dishonest. Of being frauds. And the glory and adulation will crumble.

We need to commit to being radically honest, and to live up to the adventure we want to have.

“The truth will set you free.” – John 8:32

Not Our Timing

I remember the first time I saw my husband, I thought he was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. I wondered how the other people who saw him there didn’t feel as dizzy as I did.

I remember my first impression, that he wasn’t just beautiful but captivating in every way. We met because of fitness, in a gym. We discovered quickly that in 2020 we’d both voted Libertarian (something only like 3% of voters did). We had similar views on important issues, we both valued liberty. We both shared a faith in Jesus.

But we were, neither of us, “ready” for a new relationship. We were both separated and fairly newly so. We didn’t know if it was wise to pursue something so soon after something so difficult.

But for every doubt, up popped an answer. For every roadblock, there was a way through. For every fear, when we were together there was peace. And if I’m honest with myself, three weeks in I was sure he was the one.

We have not known each other all that long, but we are married. And there is more peace in that decision than any other decision I’ve ever made as an adult.

In a world that is designed to make us anxious and uncertain, with him I feel peaceful. One barometer I’ve used all my life in making decisions is if I feel peaceful or unsettled after making it. And every step of the way with him, when I chose to move forward I did so with peace.

We have had challenges. Some are against us. We deal with the general uncertainties of the world and economy, worries with work. He was at my side when my precious dog died. We have had to make hard choices. But we have done so in unity. And in such faith. Holding hands.

We pray together, sometimes with tears of sorrow or joy. But he has held me in prayer in a way my first husband never had done in 15 years of marriage. My whole life since my childhood I’ve been plagued by frequent nightmares. My husband took to praying for that to be taken from me, and my nightmares are now infrequent and far less troubling. He gives me confidence about myself and all the things about me that are weird and different, reminding me that in his eyes I’m feminine, brilliant and loved.

We pursue the Lord together. We have fought for the causes of liberty together. In the short time I’ve known him we’ve grown together so much into better humans, in to stronger faith. Even in the chaos that sometimes swirls around us, in our home there is joyfulness and peace.

I was not looking for him when I found him, and I wasn’t sure I was ready when he came into my life. But I think God plans things out better than we ever could. It was not our timing, but I thank God for taking what we were – unsure, broken, scared – and turning it into healing, certainty and love. In His timing.