Tag: growth

Posted in Thoughts from Life, Thoughts from Nature

New Beauty

Posted on by Ann B. Hibbard

Arkansas is a beautiful state. The moniker “The Natural State” often causes a bit of cynical disbelief until the moment a visitor steps onto a hiking trail in one of our many state parks. We might not have big, elaborate features like towering mountains or spectacular waterfalls, but our foothills produce breathtaking views nonetheless. Even the small, easily hiked mountains or the short, dancing waterfalls can awaken a sense of wonder in the most widely traveled of visitors. We know. We’ve encountered them on the trails and heard the surprise in their voices as they extolled the beauty of our state.

But Arkansas is currently also in the throes of a substantial drought. Over 90% of the state is in severe drought or worse, with 40% of the state hitting the highest “exceptional” stage of drought. While not the worst drought in state history, we’re definitely climbing that ladder quite rapidly. For a “natural state,” that can definitely have a negative impact!

Recently, we hiked one of those lovely Arkansas state park trails that we love so much. At times, it was hard to discern the trail from the surrounding ground because all of the terrain was dry and hard-packed. The trees right beside the park’s lake showed fall color transitions, but those further away simply showed the distress of extensive heat and reduced water.

Then we came to the waterfall, formed when a small meandering stream encounters a rock shelf, off of which it cheerfully tumbles into a small pool before finishing its journey to the lake via a narrow, nearby inlet.

At least, that’s what is supposed to happen. Thanks to the drought, the sluggish stream makes it to the rock shelf, but then barely seeps through the cracks in the shelf — enough that moisture is evident, but not enough to even create a drip into the waiting pool below. The pool itself is a fraction of its normal size, and the ground between it and the nearby lake inlet is bone dry. The stream, though still clinging to life, no longer finishes its journey.

It’s easy to be sad about the impact drought has had on our natural state. And as I looked around at this particular stop on our hike, I very keenly felt the absence of the cheerful waterfall. And yet…

As I stood on dry ground in a spot that is normally covered in water and looked toward the shrinking pool, I saw new beauty. I snapped pictures that I never would have been able to take before. My breath caught at the sight of the setting sun reflecting beautifully in the bit of remaining water. I stood in the spot where, under normal circumstances, anyone standing would be drenched in the small falls. Instead of getting wet, I remained comfortably dry while looking back toward a beautiful lake view.

Drought has stolen much of the beauty I typically enjoy. But it had also given me a perspective I’ve never enjoyed before. A perspective that, once our prayers are answered and regular rains return again, I might not be able to enjoy again.

Don’t get me wrong — I desperately long for the rains to return. And yet, I find myself very thankful for the reminder that, even in hardship, beauty remains. Not even in spite of hardship, but because of it. A beauty I would not have experienced without the hardship.

I forget this easily. I see only the negative. The burnt dryness of life caused by too much of this or not enough of that. A reminder of death. Of insufficiency. Of want.

That hike reminded me that times of hardship can also grant me new perspective. A glimpse of surprising beauty. A reminder that, even if I do get back to what I naturally call good, I will never have been completely bereft of beauty even in the worst of the hardship.

And for that perspective of new beauty, I am extraordinarily grateful.

Posted in Tool Box

Practice

Posted on by Ann B. Hibbard

I have a confession: I wasn’t going to write today. Writing has been a frustration and a struggle lately, and I was just going to take a break today and head straight to work. But then my eyes landed on a few of my projects scattered here and there. Some lying on my project/sewing table over there in the corner. Some stored in their various bags to keep all of the supplies for each one consolidated and ready for me to just pick up where I left off.

Then as my daughter came in for a hug before heading out to work, I noticed the sweater she was wearing. It was her first major knitting project, finished years ago with much excitement. And it’s beautiful. A long, cable knit cardigan in variegated green (my favorite color). I thought about how long she had been knitting before she made that sweater, how proud we all were of her accomplishment at the time, and how far she has come in her various skills since then.

All of these images came crashing down into a single word of reminder: practice.

While it is true that we each have skills we are more naturally inclined toward, none of them find their fullness without practice. I frequently hear the words, “Oh, I could never ____ like that.” Sometimes it’s related to my daughter’s knitting and crocheting. Other times to my son’s guitar playing or my other daughter’s jewelry making. It’s always blamed on lacking patience or dexterity or some other seemingly inborn skill.

But really, it comes down to a desire — or lack thereof — to put in the time to practice.

Again, we’re all designed differently, with different creative inclinations. The guitar technique that came easily to my musically-inclined son will never come easily to me. I would have to practice a whole lot more than he does to be even remotely competent at the guitar, while he practices to be very good at it. I have to weigh whether or not that is a worthwhile expenditure of my time. While it would be very, very, very useful for me to know how to play guitar, I don’t know if I have enough time to invest to be competent.

Even so, if I practiced, I’d get there. Practice doesn’t mean perfection. It doesn’t even always means success. It just means that we put targeted effort into growing skills intentionally, knowing that personal growth comes as much from the process as from reaching some vague goal.

Some day I might get back to practicing guitar, just for my own musical pleasure. For now, I practice things I am more inclined toward, including writing. And that thought is what motivated me to change my plans this morning. To go ahead and sit down and write.

On Fridays, I’ve been posting tool box ideas. My first tool box post identified people as a universal tool for any tool box. I think practice might be the second universal tool. Whether it’s for a hobby or a life skill, whether it fits a professional or interpersonal need or any other aspect of life, practice should become a habit. Something we choose to do whether we want to or not.

So here you go. Today’s practice for me — sitting down to write. What can you practice today?

Posted in Thoughts from Scripture

Work

Posted on by Ann B. Hibbard

Work.

Does it ever feel like a four-letter word to you? I confess, it does to me at times. (Honestly, right now is one of those times!) A job that is stressful and disheartening can weigh us down tremendously, but so can the idea of any work. It can feel so negative. So burdensome. So opposite of the life we’re supposed to live.

And when we see work that way, it can infect the fullness of our attitudes, leading us to reflect a blah-ness about everything we do.

I was feeling this rather heavily one morning as I looked ahead to the day. I honestly just didn’t want to do it. Any of it. The employment work was discouraging. The life work interminable. All of it was compounded by a long string of 100-degree days behind us, a forecast that promised much more of the same, and drought with no promise of relief. Life just felt heavy, and I didn’t want to do any of it.

And wouldn’t you know it, that morning, my Bible reading was 1 Thessalonians 1, which begins this way:

Paul, Silvanus, and Timothy:
To the church of the Thessalonians in God the Father and the Lord Jesus Christ.
Grace to you and peace.
We always thank God for all of you, making mention of you constantly in our prayers. We recall, in the presence of our God and Father, your work produced by faith, your labor motivated by love, and your endurance inspired by hope in our Lord Jesus Christ.
I Thessalonians 1:1-3 (CSB) emphasis mine

Verse three stopped me in my tracks, especially considering the teeny glimpse into Thessalonian life that Acts 17 gives us. Paul didn’t get to spend a lot of time in Thessalonica because of the character of the people there. In fact, Acts 17:11 compares the Thessaolonians to the people of Berea, the next town Paul went to, by stating that the Bereans “were of more noble character than those in Thessalonica.” Paul’s ministry in this less-than-noble town had been short-lived, yet there were those who chose to follow Christ. A church was born, even in this town. And I can imagine that the Christians left behind by Paul weren’t responded to well by the crew that both ran Paul out of Thessalonica and followed him to Berea to run him out of there as well.

And yet, they persevered to the point of being highly praised by Paul for their work.

Work produced by faith.

Not by the culture. Not by the demands of life. But by faith. They worked because of their allegiance to God Almighty.

We have a hard time wrapping our heads around how much religion was integrated with every day life for people like the Thessalonians. By becoming Christians, they had to re-evaluate everything. Every aspect of life. And they chose to do it in a way that, according to Paul, was firmly grounded in faith in the Lord Jesus Christ.

Labor motivated by love.

I work because I am supposed to. Whether it’s the income-based jobs God has put before me or the other aspects of work — church, life, family, etc. — I labor from obedience. The thing about obedience, though, is that we sometimes think we’re okay as long as we’re checking off the “obey” box. As long as we’re fulfilling the obligation, that’s all that matters.

But it’s not all that matters. The church in Thessalonica apparently understood that clearly, because their labor was motivated not by obedience or obligation. It was motivated by love. Oh how much we could accomplish with love as our motivation!

Endurance inspired by hope in our Lord Jesus Christ.

So often my endurance is inspired by necessity. I’m here. I have no other choice but to be here. So I keep on keeping on because there really isn’t another option.

But, there is. If I’m here, it’s because God put me here. If I’m here, it’s because He has a purpose. If I’m here, it’s to accomplish the work set forth by the Lord Jesus Christ to draw all humanity to Himself. To see the fulfillment of the eternal kingdom. If I’m here, it is because of the hope of that fulfillment.

I’m about to clock in and start work for the day. It’s a job that, on the surface, has nothing to do with eternity. I’ll go through the steps, then break for lunch, then come back, then do chores, then wrap up the day to try to get some sleep so I can do it all over again.

What if I remembered that the will of God is not disconnected from daily life? What if I lived today the way the Thessalonian Christians lived it? What if I worked as unto the Lord, recognizing that He has me here for a reason, no matter how pointless the job seems? What if I am motivated by love? Inspired by hope in Christ Jesus?

What might I see if I live that way? I’m ready to find out!

Posted in Tool Box

Small Group Tool Box: Presentation

Posted on by Ann B. Hibbard

Today we come to the final tool in the Small Group Tool Box: Presentation!

This is one of those tools that’s going to look different for every type of small group. If your small group centers around crafting or projects, this tool will require skills and resources that allow the projects to be completed. Book clubs will require knowing how to lead in discussion on a fixed topic. The same is true of Bible studies.

Even so, there are three things that will be true of the presentation tool, no matter what type of small group you are leading.

1. Ability to Learn

We like to feel fully confident in an area before we share anything with others, leading from our own knowledge instead of from a place of growth. But, in all honesty, the most effective leadership comes from those who are learning along with their group.

Now, don’t misunderstand me here. I don’t mean that the leader starts at the same level as their learners. At bare minimum, a leader needs to be a step ahead. In reality, though, if you’re going to teach or lead in an area, you do need to have a relatively firm grasp on what you’re leading.

For example, if you’re going to teach a beginner’s crochet class, you need to have done more than a couple of rows of crochet yourself. But, you also need to be okay with having to look up a stitch now and then! Lately, I’ve been having fun watching a crocheter film progress on a chaos blanket she’s making. She’s been crocheting for decades, but she has no qualms about sharing her blunders, being honest when she doesn’t know how to do a stitch (including messing up a very common and basic stitch), and confessing all that she has learned while making this blanket. That is the mark of a solid teacher.

2. Preparation

I had a math professor in college who didn’t particularly enjoy teaching the more basic level math classes. But, because it was a small school, all of the professors shared the load of both basic and advanced classes. So, there she was, teaching a pre-calculus course to a group of students not quite ready for Calculus 1. She walked into class with a brand new textbook she’d never cracked open before. By her own admission, she never looked at the lesson ahead of time. She just skimmed the chapter we were on as she began each class session, then pulled a lecture out of thin air.

I’m not great at math. And that semester didn’t help. Because she stumbled and stuttered through every class session, giving her prep time instead to the upper level courses, I never really understood what was going on. I managed to scrape by with a C — and then never took another math course again.

The professor understood the subject matter well. But she did not prepare to communicate that subject matter to her class. And her class suffered because of it. Even those who had pretty good minds for math struggled to follow her instruction.

Presenting well in a small group requires being prepared to present well. If you’re teaching a skill or concept, have an outline of how you’re going to present it. If you’re discussing a chapter in a book, make notes on how you’re going to keep the discussion on track. If you’re leading a Bible study, have ideas about how to clarify questions or encourage engagement. Whatever the case, don’t walk in assuming it will all fall into place simply because you’re familiar with the subject at hand. Be specifically prepared!

3. Flexibility

Having led a number of small groups, I can say this without hesitation: sessions rarely go 100% according to plan! The best discussion starters fall flat. The mix of attendees is different than expected. Responses are far outside what was predicted.

This is actually why preparation is simultaneously incredibly important and incredibly frustrating. You put so much effort into learning and preparing, only to see the plan go out the window in the first ten minutes. Even so, the person who is most prepared is also often the one most able to make quick and easy adjustments when the plan doesn’t quite work.

And those adjustments are so necessary! A willingness to “read the room” and flexibly adjust to meet needs can make all the difference in a successful small group.

Obviously, there are many variables when it comes to leading a small group, and four simple blog posts can’t cover all of those variables — especially considering the variety in types of small groups! But, hopefully this allows you to see ways that your gifts and talents that, especially when combined with the gifts and talents of others, can help get a successful small group off the ground.

Posted in Thoughts from Creation, Thoughts from Life

What Are You Creating?

Posted on by Ann B. Hibbard

Last week I asked what you were reading. Today, I have a similar question: what are you creating?

The more I learn about what it means to be made in the image of God, the more I see creativity shine as a beautiful example. He is so very creative, not only in the way He fashioned the universe and mankind, but also in the way He has engaged with His creation throughout its — and our — existence. There seems to be no limit to the discovery of new aspects of His creativity!

And the most beautiful part of it all is that He shares creativity with us. Because we are made in His image, we have endless avenues for exploring creativity. Often, though, we miss it because we miss the true definition of creativity.

It’s easy to connect creativity specifically to the arts. Someone who can paint or draw or sculpt or carve or assemble beautiful works of art. Someone who can produce beautiful music. Someone who can design patterns or create beautiful things with fabric or yarn. Those are the creative people.

But we don’t all fit into those categories. And even those who dabble in the arts might not consider themselves truly creative. Everything I do craft-wise is sourced from the idea or pattern of someone else. Am I truly creative if I’m simply copying or following directions using a skill I’ve learned?

The answer is yes. And I’m learning that everyone has some measure of creativity.

Yours might be in how you relate to people. Or cook a meal. Or mow a lawn. You might not be able to paint a solid color evenly on a plain board to save your life, but if someone needs to know the best way to fence off their back yard, you’re the person to call. You might not be able to sew a straight seam no matter how hard you try, but when you tell a story, others are immediately captivated.

Creativity may be the ability to see a new topic to research. It might be the enjoyment of pulling out decorations for every season. It could be knowing just what to plant each season to create a yard that brings joy to others.

It might also be simply following directions to accomplish something. That’s me, and I have long believed that meant I wasn’t creative. And yet, when I follow directions and something good comes from it, even if it’s following directions for a task I’m not really great at, I’m exercising my creativity. It could be as simple as following a recipe to produce food that tastes good, even though cooking is not something I enjoy. It could be the act of enjoying the sight of the Norfolk pine I all but killed years ago, now flourishing and growing so tall that I can’t help but wonder where I’ll put it to protect it from the week of cold we might get this winter!

Right now, I’m working on two sweaters. I’ve never made sweaters before, but I’m currently crocheting one and knitting the other. I’m also crocheting a blanket. I’m strictly following existing patterns, using skills other people have taught me. Even the colors are some my daughter helped me pick out and pair together in an effort to use up some of our yarn stash. It feels very uncreative. It feels more like a simple task I have chosen for the purpose of helping my brain and body relax. It was hard to find the patterns. Hard to come up with the ideas. Creativity isn’t supposed to be that hard, is it?

And yet, I’m creating. In my own way. And it is nourishing me.

My challenge to you is to rethink creativity in your own life. Stop and evaluate the things you’re doing. What brings nourishment? What spurs you to learn more about yourself? What draws you closer to your Creator?

If you can’t answer those questions, perhaps your next challenge is to stop and ask your Creator to help you see how you can image Him through creativity. Let Him open your mind to what is possible. To what fits with how He created you.

Then come back and answer the question: what are you creating? By answering and sharing that answer with those around us, we might just help others see creativity in themselves, possibly in ways they never imagined!

Posted in Thoughts from Scripture

Motivation? Or Depth?

Posted on by Ann B. Hibbard

Have you ever noticed how much we crave motivation? We have motivational speakers. Motivational books and articles. Motivational posters. Sharp, motivational statements plastered on t-shirts, coffee mugs, desk decor, and more.

And for the Christians in the group, what are our favorite Bible verses? Yep, the peppy motivational ones that we can spout off like a cheer at a ball game.

Here’s the thing, though. Those verses always come in context. And the context is always connected to some sort of action.

I’ve been spending a good bit of time with Paul’s letters lately. I’ll be honest, they are not my favorite books of the Bible. My brain doesn’t work like Paul’s, and it sometimes takes a lot for me to process what he’s actually saying. But, over the years I’ve become increasingly familiar with his letters, and I’ve gotten a better grasp of how the various ideas flow together in a coherent thought.

You see, that’s been one of my challenges. There’s always been a tendency to focus in on individual concepts from Paul’s letters, and that has made it hard for me to see how it all fits together. But it does all fit together, and there is a common theme in many of the letters. A common overarching outline that helps us out.

Paul frequently starts his letters with general concepts: This is who God is. This is what Christ has done. This is what the church is supposed to be.

But then there’s usually a shift: This is what all of these concepts mean for us. How we should respond. What we have to do.

We like the peppy motivation. We like the big, grand statements. We like the picture of who God is and what we’re supposed to be. Go motivation!

Our problem is that we like to live in the motivational mode. We don’t really like to be reminded that any motivation has follow-up. Requires action. Demands that we take steps to make use of the motivation. Getting pumped up by peppy motivation is fun. Doing the hard work to turn that pep into action…not always so fun.

But it’s so very necessary.

We will never truly love our neighbor unless we take the beautiful statements in Scripture about love and turn them into reality in the hardest places.

We will never find unity in the church unless we take to heart God’s commands to set aside our idols and our preferences and our heroes and surrender fully and completely to the Lord Jesus Christ and Him alone.

We will never see abundant growth, either in ourselves or in the kingdom of God, unless we do the work of being rooted in Scripture and truth and sacrifice and surrender.

I’ll be very honest and vulnerable right now and admit that I’m weary and feeling quite battered. I’m in a place where pithy motivation, even from random Bible verses, is failing utterly and completely. I need solidity and depth. I need to know that the hard work actually will have a purpose. And I can’t find it if all I have is a peppy motivational approach to the Word of God. I have to take off those glasses and look at it all for real. I have to see the depths of truth in both the grand statements and the calls to action.

I can only find that, even when looking to Scripture, if God Himself is my focus. I might get in trouble for saying this, but even His Word and all of the beauty found there will fall flat if it doesn’t point me to the living God Himself. If it doesn’t direct my attention to Him and to walking in His will and His purposes. I know too many people who claim to love the Bible and check all of its boxes but who completely miss God Almighty Himself. They completely miss a true relationship with the Lord Jesus Christ.

There is action beyond motivation. There is relationship that takes surrender and work. Yes, I’m weary. But I’ll only be strengthened if my focus is on Him and my action centered around my relationship with Him — not chasing after motivational pep.

Posted in Joy of Reading

What Are You Reading?

Posted on by Ann B. Hibbard

In my early years of blogging, book reviews made up a pretty hefty percentage of my posts. I discovered some of my favorite authors by agreeing to write a review in exchange for a free book!

It’s been a while since I’ve regularly written book reviews, but I’ve recently read a couple of books that have been especially compelling. So, I thought I’d renew the habit. Not today, but soon. In fact, I have a book sitting on my desk right now, waiting to be reviewed.

But, that leads me to a question. What are you reading right now? Is there a book, fiction or nonfiction, that is having a strong impact on you?

I have discovered powerful books because other people have shared with me. My very well-read hubby is constantly passing me new books. They are either books he’s found that he thinks I’ll enjoy or books he’s read that impacted him greatly and he wants to share. He’s a much faster and stronger reader than I am, so I’m slow to get through them all. But, it’s worth it to try! In fact, the first review I’m going to share with you is of a book he handed me — one that convicted him, so he just had to share! Haha! And because it convicted me as well, I just have to pass on the favor.

Meanwhile, a couple of years ago I grabbed a free e-book with an interesting premise, but I hadn’t gotten around to reading it. Then I saw a friend marking progress on that same series in her Goodreads profile. I asked her about it, and she told me she was absolutely hooked on the series. So, I gave it a shot. Halfway through the book, I was so captivated that I immediately took advantage of the fact that the next two books in the series were on sale, and I added this new author to my “favorites” list.

Sharing books is a glorious thing!

So, let’s share books!

Oh, and as a side note, I do believe that listening to audio books counts as “real” reading. They’re not a great thing for me because I’m a very visual learner. But, I’m also someone who is a deceptively avid reader. Reading has never been super easy for me. I just love stories and learn so much through them. Reading is the easiest way for me to access good stories. So, I practice reading. I have established morning and evening reading times. This is what allows me to process a large number of books, even as a slower reader. If audio books are the way you can access the amazing treasure trove of literature, then by all means, listen to your books! If there is another tool that helps you practice reading well, use it! You don’t have to be a strong reader to be an avid reader. You simply need to be willing to practice reading.

Above all, share your books. Let others know what you’re reading — what you like; what you don’t like; the why behind what you do and don’t like. Find people to read with. It can be so much fun to read the same book at the same time and chat about it! (Doug and I are currently rereading Lord of the Rings simultaneously, although he is taking breaks here and there to read other things, since he reads so much more quickly than I do — and has read Lord of the Rings many more times than I have!)

However you do it, just share.

So, I’ll ask again…what are you reading? I’d love to know!

Posted in Thoughts from Life

From the Middle

Posted on by Ann B. Hibbard

I got a chuckle the other day as I read some social media posts from a first-year homeschool mom. She really is doing well, it seems. She’s been able to process wisdom from more experienced homeschool parents, and she’s implementing that wisdom well. But, there were a few spots where I still wanted to say, “Bless your heart,” or “Oh, honey!” You know…those lovely Southern phrases we pull out when we just don’t know what else to say.

At the same time, though, I applaud her for openly sharing her learning journey. So often, we hear from the veterans only. Those who have such a wealth of experience to share. And their wisdom is so incredibly valuable! But it can also be like drinking from a fire hydrant, especially if it’s decades of experience being handed down to someone just getting started — someone who actually does need the time to develop before they can truly handle that full slate of resources.

I know I’ve been guilty of sharing advice with other people this way, whether in homeschooling or ministry or parenting or any other area where I have a smackerel of experience. It can be…a lot.

But there’s a space that rarely gets shared from. That space right in the middle. The place where we have passed the idealism of the original thought, idea, or inspiration, but we haven’t yet seen how it turns out. We don’t yet know if our attempts will actually work. We have no idea if the advice is sound. And, to be truly honest, we can often find ourselves pretty disillusioned and discouraged. Who wants to share any of that?

Honestly, I think we’re the wisest in that middle space. We’ve been hit with reality a few times, and it illuminates the flaws in our initial idealistic inspiration. We’re encountering the holes that need to be filled; we’re being stopped in our tracks by problems that need to be solved; we’re seeing ideas that need to be revisited and revised. We still have no idea what the outcome will be and what additional errors or useless actions we’ll process along the way. But we’re gaining the tools we need to evaluate each step of the journey. And we’re getting better at it as we go.

That’s a hard space to share, to be honest. It doesn’t sell books. It doesn’t “preach” or enable one to gain any sort of platform. It has no confirmation of validity.

Even so, it’s where the vast majority of us exist. Honestly, I was in “the middle” of homeschooling until the moment my youngest finished his last high school requirement. And even then, I didn’t really know if I’d succeeded in equipping all three of them well. Well into my “retirement,” I’m still processing what did and did not work — what I’d do differently if I began again armed with the knowledge I have now. (And I have no idea if the “different” would actually work better.)

Currently, I’m in the middle of figuring out what life looks like as a “retired” homeschool teacher who is floundering through multiple ill-fitting jobs and just trying to figure out what’s next. What does it mean to be the mom of adults? Am I building the relational skills I’ll need to possibly become a mother-in-law someday? How are we as a family handling the challenge of staying connected in a new and different way, building on the foundation we laid when we all lived under the same roof? How is my approach to employment now paving the way for what I’m supposed to do with the rest of my life?

The middle is squishy. It’s gray. It’s confusing. It’s uncertain.

Yet it is a place that needs to be shared. It is more important to talk about the middle than it is to rave about cool new ideas or share advice from places of success and completion. We need to see each other in the middle. We need to know how someone else is solving problems. Or filling holes, or revising ideas. Or restarting completely when it all falls apart.

It’s hard to share from the middle, but maybe that’s one of the things I need to be learning. Maybe that’s a space of vulnerability I need to be willing to express.

How about you? Are you in the middle on anything right now? How about we meet each other there and walk through the journey together? It might make the completion even more victorious!

Posted in Thoughts, Thoughts from Life

Not My Strength

Posted on by Ann B. Hibbard

I’ve started three different posts this morning, but none of them were posts that lend themselves toward quick completion. So, I’ll share them…later. For today, I found this thought from nearly eleven years ago. I have only guesses about what the task was that caused such issues back then, but I know I’ve experienced this struggle many times since then. And, honestly, I frequently need this reminder to not rely on my own strength. So, today I share these “old” but still relevant thoughts with you while the “fresh” thoughts continue to percolate and find their way to completion.

Do you have one of those areas? Of course you do. We all do. That thing that, whether we like it or not, we absolutely stink at!

Yet somehow, at some point, we find ourselves having to do that very thing.

I’ve dealt with that thing in ministry. I’ve dealt with it at work. In fact, I’ve got one of those things on my work plate right now. This week it has caused me to spend several hours plodding through a still unfinished task that should have been done in under an hour. Because it’s not my strength. Because I’m not good at it.

But guess what, my friends. Even those things need to be done. And sometimes we get to be the chosen ones. For some reason, the wonderfully gifted just can’t do it this time around. So, it falls to us.

So, we do it.

As frustrating as it can be to have to tackle things that do not fall within our strengths, I believe God has a very grand purpose when He puts the jobs before us.

First, we are reminded that the strength is His, not ours. Why, oh why, do we need that reminder? But we do, don’t we? We go through daily life and rely increasingly on our own strength. Oh, my friend, our strength is so small! Even in the areas of our giftings, our strength is so very limited. And the more we limit our activities to our “natural talents,” the more even those areas of talent become a struggle.

If God is not working through us, then we’re not working successfully. Period. And when we forget that reality, God has to remind us – usually by taking us outside our comfort zones and forcing us to rely on His strength again.

Second, we understand others better. If you are a natural when it comes to working with children, you might not understand my struggle with and aversion to being involved in children’s ministry. On the other hand, if you tell me that a simple sewing pattern looks like a foreign language to you, it will blow my mind. It’s just a pattern. It’s as clear as day. Right?

Just because a task is natural to me does not mean it will be to you, and vice versa. And that’s okay. It really is. Neither of us is deficient in any way. We are not faulty or incomplete.

We say that we know that to be true – we all readily agree that different people have different talents. But, often we forget to make that knowledge a part of our everyday understanding of people. We get irritable when someone else doesn’t “get” it. And God has to put a task before us that stretches us outside our strengths to remind us to be patient with others.

I often like to complain when a task outside my strengths is put before me. But, I should instead thank God for the opportunity to stretch myself and better appreciate those who typically do the task. (And believe me, I’m very appreciative this week!) May that become our faithful response!

Originally published November, 2015
Posted in Thoughts from Life, Thoughts from Scripture

Thoughts from Moses

Posted on by Ann B. Hibbard

Do you ever look at certain stories in the Bible and wonder how in the world people can respond the way they do? I do. Moses’ behavior in Exodus 3-4 is one example. Here Moses is, standing in front of a bush that is on fire but not being destroyed, talking to Almighty God. And what does he do? He argues.

Well, at first he’s afraid, which is a very natural response. And he sees his own inadequacies in the face of a holy, awesome God. Again, not only natural, but very appropriate.

But, then Moses goes above and beyond the point of recognizing his inadequacies. He starts arguing to the point of informing God that He’s wrong. Ouch! It’s easy to condemn Moses for his behavior. But, I can’t help but want to dig deeper. Why would Moses go to such extremes?

I think the answer might lie in Exodus 2, in the hands of the fellow Hebrews Moses simply wanted to help.

Years later, after Moses had grown up, he went out to his own people and observed their forced labor. He saw an Egyptian striking a Hebrew, one of his people. Looking all around and seeing no one, he struck the Egyptian dead and hid him in the sand. The next day he went out and saw two Hebrews fighting. He asked the one in the wrong, “Why are you attacking your neighbor?”

“Who made you a commander and judge over us?” the man replied. “Are you planning to kill me as you killed the Egyptian?”

Then Moses became afraid and thought, “What I did is certainly known.”

When Pharaoh heard about this, he tried to kill Moses. But Moses fled from Pharaoh and went to live in the land of Midian, and sat down by a well. – Exodus 2:11-15

Keep in mind that Moses was called and preserved from birth for the purpose of being used by God to free the Israelites. He might not yet have known how to listen to God’s plan, but he already had a huge burden for the people of God.

Yet even from the very beginning, the people he wanted to help lashed out at him, rejecting his help. (And this would be repeated so very many times over the next forty years.) They may even have been the reason Pharaoh learned about the murder. Now, don’t get me wrong — I don’t believe Moses was in the right here in his choice to kill the Egyptian. I believe he let his passion rule, and God needed to get ahold of him and teach him a lot. Even so, being attacked by the very people he thought he was helping had to leave a wound.

A wound that seemed to still be bothersome forty years after Moses fled Egypt.

A wound that had settled in so firmly that he seemed to honestly believe Almighty God, the great I AM, didn’t really know what He was talking about.

Obviously, Scripture doesn’t explicitly say, “Moses didn’t believe God because he’d been deeply hurt by the Hebrews before, and he didn’t think it was possible for them to accept him as their leader no matter what I AM said.” But I’ve seen what the wounds from a friend can do.

I’ve seen someone express passion and excitement because God was working and it was visible. The delight in being a part of that work was so tangible! But, doubt began to creep in. Then an attack came. Not from the world, but from a friend. From a beloved fellow Christian. And the wound struck so deep that it overcame the passion and excitement. Delight turned into confusion and an insatiable urge to just escape. Walk away from all of the work. Walk away from being used by God. Hide and never feel that hurt again.

I’ve not just seen that hurt in others. I’ve felt it myself, so very strongly. It’s a deep wound.

Cherished loved ones can hurt us. Those who should be our allies can derail us. Friends can deceive and incapacitate us. The most tragic reality is that the actions of fellow believers can convince us that the all-powerful, almighty, unfailing, all-knowing, loving God who called us doesn’t know what He’s talking about. Yes, we can and do respond just like Moses did. Ouch.

And more often than not, they aren’t doing it intentionally. They’re just acting out of a focus on self instead of on God and others. It’s easy to do. We’ve all been there, especially when we’re struggling with something. Think about the Israelites. Their problem wasn’t really with Moses. It was with their oppressors. They were tired. Weighted down. And lashing out at the most available person — who just happened to be the person who wanted to help them.

No wonder Scripture tells us so many times to encourage one another. To build one another up. To be a community of unity. Of nourishment. Of exhortation. Yes, to call out sin in one another, but never, ever, ever to tear one another down. Because we have to be reminded to look beyond ourselves. We don’t remember on our own.

God’s enemy wants to divide us. He wants to isolate us. He wants to cause disunity among us. Because when he does, he can cause us to doubt God’s calling. He can drive us to argue that we’re not enough. And when we’re alone, we’re not enough. But when we’re together, serving our Lord God in the unifying power of His Spirit, nothing can stop us.

Which option will we choose?