Our Need – Part of A Perfect Equation

Brace yourselves for something scary ………. MATH! AHHH! Okay, Okay, so not so scary – though many of you still might want to leave the room screaming right now due to your great dislike for the subject. But I have to admit, I’ve always been kind of partial to math. It’s so clear-cut, black and white, absolute. Two times two always equals four.

Hang with me for just a moment in the math realm. Remember that old multiplication rule – two negatives make a positive?

It’s true in math, but also in the Christian life.

I’ve been focusing on the idea of need, and being at ease in our need, on my blog recently (take a look at need as a mom and The Needy Person in Your Life for more). As I was thinking about this post and what aspect of need I was going to address, this equation formulated in my mind:

Failure x Need = Praise

Nothing reminds me more of my need than my failure.

Failure has been haunting me this week.

I recently tried, put forth my best effort, but still fell short; in an area I feel called and gifted. I guess calling and gifting aren’t always a guarantee of success, are they?

But for some strange reason I am at peace with my failure. It’s weird, I know. But I am almost, kind of, sort of……. Celebrating my failure?!

This is why – because of my inadequacy, any fruit that came from my labors is undoubtedly a result of God’s work, not my own. That I can say with confidence.

And I can say it with a thankful heart too. I am so relieved that my efficacy is not dependent upon my stellar performance, but completely reliant upon the activity of the Holy Spirit. I can produce nothing good without Him. It’s His power at work in me to produce what pleases Him (Phil. 2:12-13). And that’s true of all of us who are ‘working out our salvation’ – who are growing into the people God desires us to be. We all are dependent upon His power at work in us.

Our need for His constant help, direction, and strength keep us aligned in humility.

So, getting back to the equation:

My failure serves to remind me of my need. My need to be resting in His power and resource, not my own.

The wonderful thing about need is that it reveals the greatness and beauty of the One who can and does meet those needs. It reminds me that my deficit is His fullness.

Because we need sustenance,

He is our Provider.

Because we are hurting and broken,

He is our Comforter and Healer.

Because we are hopelessly lost,

He is our Savior.

Because we are weak,

He is our Strength.

Because we live in chaos,

He is our Peace.

Sometimes it’s hard to see beyond our need. In moments of insecurity, uncertainty, or danger how can we possibly concentrate on anything else?  But our need puts us in our proper place – complete reliance on God.

Our need reveals more of God to us than if we had no need. Because of our need, God is able to show off more of who He is!

Then, my need overflows in praise and glory to the One who meets my needs and is at work despite my failures.

I believe God allows us to become acutely aware of our deep need so that we can become intimately familiar with His power to provide.

Since we function in continual deficit, He can be who He is – All in All. Our lack brings Him  glory when we simply let Him provide what is lacking. In our weakness He is strong. Then we can boast in Him, not in ourselves.

Can you see it?

Failure x Need = Praise

It’s a perfect equation!

God is the only one who can multiply negative upon negative in our lives and allow us to somehow end up praising and glorifying Him. He works all things together for good for those who love Him! (Romans 8:28).


**For you fellow math nerds out there (my dad a brothers and husband, to name a few), I realize that in the realm of abstract math ‘absolute’ goes out the window. I’m just using common principles as an illustration ;)**


~I’d love to hear how God has turned your need or failure into something you can praise Him for. Leave a comment below – it will encourage us all!~

How To Deal With The Needy Person In Your Life

Anyone else hate being the needy one in a relationship? Yeah, me too.

It makes me feel weak, unstable, vulnerable, and lesser. I much prefer to reside in the ‘have-it-all-together’ camp – which can also, I’m ashamed to say, cause me to look down on those who don’t.

Admitting my needs, whatever they may be, is frightening and humiliating.

But that mental attitude steers us far off the path that our Creator wants us to walk.

I’ve been thinking a lot about our Creator and the events of His creating lately.

I wonder about Adam’s first moment of awareness. Was it like a shock of lightning coursing through his body, overwhelming him with smells, and sounds and sights, which gradually became discernable as the initial intensity faded? Or was it like a slow wakening after restful sleep, a haziness that eventually wore off, blink by blink?

Either way it must have been an indescribable experience for Adam to receive the breath of God and burst into existence and awareness – not as a baby, but as a grown, thinking, speaking adult.

I wonder what he first beheld. Was it the luminous sun bringing warmth to every bit of his skin? Perhaps the aromatic and diversely colored plant life? Maybe the frolicking animals in constant blissful motion? Or, was it his Creator, in all His shining glory – the Giver of Life, the Eternal Word who made all things to behold?

That thought almost makes me weep. How achingly beautiful and perfect and glorious that moment must have been! When Creator and created first met, in perfect relationship and love.

But the Bible tells us that God recognized something was ‘not good’ – though He had proclaimed the rest of creation to be so.

It was not good for Adam to be alone.

But, wait a minute, Adam wasn’t alone. After all, He had the best selection of pets ever, and more importantly, he walked with God Himself!

But there was no one else like Adam. No one above all earthly creation, yet a little lower than the angels. No one he could have a completely unified relationship with – as a peer and equal.

I wonder if Adam recognized his need too? If not, he was about to.

God paraded all the animals in front of Adam, giving Adam the responsibility and privilege of naming them. But none of them satisfied Adam’s need for a comparable companion.

By this point, Adam must have begun to see the problem – the problem God created. The problem God was making Adam abundantly aware of. The problem God then solved for Adam.

The account of Adam and Eve’s creation intrigues me. Of all the observations we can make from this account, I’ve been riveted with just one lately:

God created humanity in a state of need. In a state of dependence.

Adam needed everything God had created for sustenance and Adam needed Eve, though he had every other good gift from God – and he had a completely unhindered relationship with God Himself!

This was all true in a place and time of absolute perfection! Need was realized even in sinless relationship between God and man and between man and woman.

God created the need, revealed the need, then met the need.

So the question I ask myself, and I ask you too, is this:

What’s wrong with being needy?

God made Adam to need. God made Eve to need. God made us all to need. Can we attempt be at ease in that reality?

As much as my independent personality, mentality, and society is disgusted by the thought of being needy, there is no denying that we were made to need.

Adam needed a relationship with God and all the sustenance He provided. He also needed human relationship – someone to relate to as an equal, someone to touch, someone with whom he could more fully mirror the unity of the triune God, someone with whom he could create.  These were needs that could only be satisfied by another human being.

But for some reason I doubt they felt bad or had a complex about their neediness. They were happy to have their needs met by God and by each other.

God created Adam alone on purpose. God gave Adam and Eve physical bodies that needed continual sustenance on purpose. And He allowed sin on purpose. (More on that later)

But why?

Why did God create us in such a way that we need and depend on Him and others so much?

As I’ve spent time steeping in these thoughts and in the Word, I’m realizing that acknowledging our need produces several godly characteristics in our lives. It produces first humility, in recognizing that we are wholly dependent on God and His people (the constant reminder that we are not God – though Satan desires us to believe we are God). From there it produces thankfulness, endurance, selflessness, love – just to name a few.

These traits ultimately help us have a right perspective of God, ourselves, and the rest of humanity.

It’s an interesting paradox that the more I am comfortable with my own need and letting others help meet those needs, the more compassionate I become toward others’ needs. The cycle of giving and receiving is empowering.

So here’s what I’ve decided:

I’m the needy person in my life.

You are the needy person in your life.

And that is perfection.

We don’t always express our needs or help meet others’ needs in a perfect way, but the fact that we all have needs is precisely what God intended.

If you’ve ever felt like me, like you cannot betray a sense of need to anyone because you look down on ‘neediness’ and feel like you have to be the strong one in your relationships, can I encourage you to join me in rethinking our need? Can we find rest in the midst of our need because we have a secure relationship with The Provider? And can we allow others to need too? Can we be as willing to receive as give?

Let’s begin to deal with the needy person in our lives (ourselves) by remembering this:

“Nothing is complete of itself, but requires something outside in order to exist.”

A.W. Tozer

I Have Too Many Children – Confessions of a Humbled Mother

I have too many children to care for their every need.

Too many messes to keep under control – I clean up one and they make five more.

Too much naughtiness to keep in constant check. I don’t have enough patience to calmly meet their wrongdoing with perfectly executed and effective consequences. The disobedience and correction never ends. I don’t have enough strength and fortitude to keep from throwing my hands in the air some days.

There are too many boo-boos – every single day. I don’t have enough compassion to tenderly nurse my children through each big and small wound, inside and out. Sometimes I don’t care like I should. My empathy muscle needs a serious growth spurt.

They have too many young hurts; hurts that will multiply, intensify, and I can never satisfy. I don’t have enough insight to know their minds and hearts, to understand them wholly and be certain they are living in truth.

There are too many of them and too few hours in a day. I don’t have enough individual moments to give them each day, the way that I long to. I’m not with them all each step of their way.

I don’t have enough wisdom.

I don’t have enough love.

I don’t have enough gentleness or selflessness or grace.

God knows I try, and every day I fail.

But in all my not-enough You, God, are more-than-enough.

And I’m glad that I’m not enough, otherwise my pride would run away with me. It would take control, create, and perfect my children in my own flawed image.

My children keep me in constant need of You, and I keep them in need of You too.

That’s precisely where you want us.

Because You, Constant and Loving One, long to meet all our needs.

I have too many children to be their everything. They depend on me, so I depend on You.


Even though I love my kids and try to raise them in a loving, caring and Godly manner, I still fail. We all do. It’s a daily reminder that we are needy.

It’s also a daily reminder that in so many other areas (uuuggghhh) I am needy too. We all are. That’s the way God created us.

I’ve been contemplating and studying the idea of our need and look forward to sharing with you what God has been teaching me over the next several weeks.

Join me in learning to be AT EASE IN NEED. 

Groanings

I’ve been frustrated the last few days. I don’t know about you, but for me that feeling of frustration can arrive unexpectedly and inexplicably. It can take a significant amount of time to mine the depths of my soul and discover where the feeling is coming from.

I’ve found what it is this time.

I am longing for perfection. And order.

I am longing for the IDEAL.

The source of my frustration is that those longings can not be reached here and now. I want perfect motives, perfect actions, perfect performance, perfect surroundings, perfect relationships, perfect circumstances, perfect children, perfect friends, and a perfect home. I want everything to be in it’s place and I want uninterrupted plans. I want my possessions to stay clean, undamaged, and functional. I want the small bits of beauty I’ve tried to insert into life to remain beautiful. Sheesh, I just want the kitchen floor to stay clean for a whole day!

I understand there are dangers to ‘perfectionism,’ but those dangers are realized in what we do with the desire for perfection.

The desire for perfection is not wrong. What we do with it can be.

The desire for perfection, for the ideal, is the imprint of God on our souls.

Desire for the ideal takes me down two paths simultaneously.

One path is the path of groaning. The Romans 8:22-23 type of groaning.

For we know that the whole creation groans and suffers the pains of childbirth together until now. And not only this, but also we ourselves, having the first fruits of the Spirit, even we ourselves groan within ourselves, waiting eagerly for our adoption as sons, the redemption of our body.

We all are keenly aware of the fact that things are not as they should be. We fail, others fail, nature rains down disaster, our bodies and minds are slowly decaying.

Attention to our present predicament leads me, and I would imagine you too, to deep inner groaning and frustration.

But when I zoom out to get a bigger picture of it all, I am reminded that what I long for is on the horizon! The ideal and perfection will be reality one day. And I can’t wait!

That’s exactly the direction of the next few verses of Romans eight.

For in hope we have been saved, but hope that is seen is not hope; for who hopes for what he already sees? But if we hope for what we do not see, with perseverance we wait eagerly for it. In the same way the Spirit also helps our weakness; for we do not know how to pray as we should, but the Spirit Himself intercedes for us with groanings too deep for words…

(Romans 8:24-26)

My hope for perfection, for redemption of my body and of all creation, is agonizing at times. I’m so eager for what is to come that I just want to skip over all this life and get settled in my new and final home. But it is God’s perfect will that, for now, we all are where we are. Weaknesses and imperfections and all.

So we’re stuck with hopeful groanings.

Yet the beautiful thing is that the Holy Spirit is taking those sighs and groans and frustrations that we can’t put to words – He’s taking them directly to the Father for us.

And I’m further reminded of our Savior. He understood infinitely more of perfection than I do, yet subjected Himself to this weak, frail, imperfect world. And He groaned too. He understands what we feel. I imagine He had the same longing for home that we have. But He stayed, and He endured.

He asks the same of us.

We must stay and endure, entrusting all our groanings to Him.

After all:

… we know that God causes all things to work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose.

(Romans 8:28)

Why Am I Doing This?

There he was, lying defiantly limp on the floor. All the other children were bouncing along their way to the next Vacation Bible School activity. Not this four year old.

And there I was. I’d had it. I didn’t even want to be helping with VBS. But there was no turning back. I decided to make this boy my mission – not in a ‘God’s love pouring out from me into his life’ sort of way, but in an ‘I will conquer his naughtiness’ sort of way. I sat with him, talked with him, showed him I could be just as stubborn, and tried to prod him on. Eventually, he just drifted off to sleep on the worn pew in the back of the Sunday school room. And I brooded about all the difficulties I was facing.

At home I angrily and tearfully slapped some sandwiches together for my four whining kids (oh, and did I mention I was pregnant with number five at the time too?). I did not want to go back for the rest of the week! I thought, ‘Lord, this isn’t fair.’ I needed a break like the rest of those moms that eagerly waved goodbye to their kids after dropping them off for the morning!

After lunch was cleaned up and my youngest was down for a nap, I dropped myself into a chair and came face to face with what was going on inside of me. I most definitely had not been walking in the Spirit that morning.

In fact, I came to realize an even more puzzling yet convicting truth – agreeing to help with VBS in the first place was not obedient.  What? Serving not obedient? But the fact was that I didn’t even consider consulting God in this decision. I was led by obligation and duty, not the Holy Spirit. And how can I be pleasing to God in any capacity if it is not His will for me to be participating in the first place?

I should have prayed about it and then had the courage to say no. I should have given it more thought before fulfilling what I thought were my ‘duties’ to the church.

God impressed truth on my heart.

If we are not Spirit led, we rely on ourselves instead of the Holy Spirit for strength.

And we all know how well that works …..

I learned that sometimes God may want me to say ‘no’ to ministry!

Even the apostle Paul had to say no out of obedience to the Lord. Acts chapter 16 tells us of the marvelous work that Paul was doing in all the regions he visited. However, the Holy Spirit would not allow him to go teach and preach in Bithynia or Asia. It’s strange that God would say no to something that, to me, seems good. But God had different plans for Paul. If you keep reading in Acts, you’ll see how God used Paul elsewhere instead.

I do not know the mind of God, though I do trust Him implicitly. If God told Paul no to a specific ministry, might He not do the same for us? Might God have different plans than ours?

We are not responsible to accomplish every good work, or to say yes to every ministry opportunity. No one can possibly do everything! We are, however, responsible to obey the Holy Spirit’s directing in our individual lives.

Because we are far more effective for the Lord when we are Spirit-empowered instead of self-empowered!

Well, I finished the rest of VBS that week. It went well. Not because of the circumstances but because of my attitude. I knew God wanted me to follow through with what I had already committed to – in His strength instead of my own. I even had the privilege developing a precious friendship with the boy who had put me over the edge on the first day.

God taught me an important lesson: I need to commit myself to Him before I commit myself to tasks.

The crux of the matter is acting out of Spirit-driven obedience rather than flesh-driven obligation – or duty or striving.

Jesus was all about doing only the will of the Father. We must be too.