She Reads Truth– Longing for the Word

I have to share because I am so excited! I became hooked on She Reads Truth, a daily devotional app, during Advent, and I can't wait to continue with it in the new year. I was already anxious for January 1 for the study of the Gospel of John to begin, and this morning, I awoke to this announcement that She Reads Truth is unrolling a read-the-Bible-in-a-year plan on January 1 as well (and they hinted that a study of Esther, the first book of the Bible that gripped me as a little girl, might be the next study!).  

Before I launch into the meandering musing that is me and this blog, forgetting about any audience besides myself, let me get to the main points so you can stop here if you're just interested in the Facebook tagline for this post: 

• She Reads Truth is a great devotional app. You can read all of the plans for free on the website, and you can download the app for free on your phone. Some plans are free on the phone as well, and some cost a very small amount–barely more than a song on iTunes– and I have found the $2 very much worth the convenience of being able to read the Bible and devotional on my phone during times I would have normally wasted on Facebook or Instagram. Most mornings, I read the day's Scripture and commentary on my phone while I blow-dry my hair. I don't mean to sound like the Bible isn't worth reading when it isn't convenient or like I'm advocating it being reduced to something to turn to when you're bored... just that it's great to have it right there with me all the time and that for me it's a welcome, much more fulfilling replacement to Facebook scrolling, what I used to do to begin my day.
• I am going to continue with She Reads Truth this year, reading both whatever plan is current (John, starting in January) and the read-the-Bible-in-a-year plan. Each day's reading is not very long, but they are all wonderful, and my hope is that committing to the small bit of Scripture on my phone every morning will help me re-prioritize and will whet my appetite even more to turn to more Scripture and to Jesus throughout the day. 
• I hope others will join me! Earlier this year, I asked on Facebook if anyone would be interested in studying the Bible together, and a few people showed some interest, though everyone of course had the caveat of being very busy. I hear you, friends. Me too. What I'm thinking, though, is that the She Reads Truth plans could be perfect for some of us who want to study together. We can all read these daily Scriptures and devotionals to keep us on track no matter how often or not we are able to meet. Maybe we could all start reading John together in January (If you start later, it's easy to catch up!), and when school starts back, we could work out a schedule to meet for dinner or coffee or at school one afternoon or at someone's house to talk about what we've experienced reading. She Reads Truth also has a comments section after every reading where people share in an online Bible study of sorts. We could use that feature or a text or email thread of our own to participate together on days we have thoughts or questions or concerns to share with one another between meetings. Even people who can't meet in person at all or can't meet consistently could still be a part that way! 
• Here's a link to She Reads Truth and a link to the announcement about the Bible-in-a-year-plan: 
• She Reads Truth
• 365 Days of Truth

I love that my "short" version above turned out be so long-winded. Ah well. Now... back to my heart... read on if you want... 

I constantly struggle with actually reading the Bible. It is something I honestly love to do... when I do it. I could put reading the Bible on the same list with blogging, journaling, writing, praying, calling my friends and grandparents more, exercising, and reading any book that I haven't assigned myself as homework because it's essential to a lesson plan... These are the many things that I usually do not do that I need to do, not out of any sense of guilt or legalism, not to fulfill any sort of ideal of what kind of person I should be, not to meet some cliche list of New Year's resolutions, but because I want to, because I need to, because they are nourishing to who I am...

Why do I consistently not do such essential things?  Because I am "busy." Read that as– because I don't prioritize well, because I am obsessed with being some kind of super freak of a teacher or something, because my days revolve around lesson plans and grades instead of Jesus.  Really, what I should say there is that my days revolve around me instead of Jesus. And that is not only sad and energy-sapping, it is sin. 

That's not to equate exercise or blogging or even my grandparents with Jesus (though I certainly have seen Jesus and learned so much about Him from my grandparents!), but it is to say that I know that I don't turn to Jesus consistently throughout my day, that I don't look to Him for prioritizing my time and my to-do lists. So many things that never make the top-cut on my to-do list are the very things that help me focus on Jesus. The lack of Scripture and prayer, the lack of connection in relationships, and for me because of how I was made, the lack of journaling and writing are all evidence of a lack of awareness of Jesus in my day. When I am in Him, when I trust Him with my time and my days, those are the things I am drawn into, the ways I see Him expressed and the ways I express Him in my life. 

I keep returning to this passage, Jesus speaking in Matthew 6:25-33 (ESV) when I reflect on these things– 

"Therefore I tell you, do not be anxious about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink, nor about your body, what you will put on [nor what you will teach at school next week nor how you will find time to grade it]. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing? Look at the birds of the air; they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? And which of you by being anxious can add a single hour to his span of life? And why are you anxious about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin, yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. But if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is alive and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? Therefore do not be anxious, saying, 'What shall we eat?' or 'What shall we wear?' For the Gentiles seek after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them all. But seek first the kingdom of God and his righteousness, and all the things will be added to you." 

Seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness. 
Seek first the kingdom.
Seek first God.
Seek first righteousness. 
First.
Seek FIRST. 

Seeking something so huge and so wonderful as the kingdom of God and His righteousness is much more than reading a devotional on a Bible app. I'm not pretending I'm anywhere close... but it's a step, it's a start... and I'm praying for a reworking of my priorities and my time and my heart today, this new year, and everyday. 

Come, Lord Jesus. 

Finally, one of my favorite Sara Groves songs and some of John 1 (ESV), one of my favorite chapters of the Bible: 

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and Word was God. He was in the beginning with God. All things were made through him, and without him was not any thing made that was made. In him was life, and the life was the light of men. The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it. 

There was a man sent from God, whose name was John. He came as witness to bear witness about the light, that all might believe through him. He was not the light, but came to bear witness about the light.

The true light, which gives light to everyone, was coming into the world. He was in the world, and the world was made through him, yet the world did not know him. He came to his own, and his own people did not receive him. But to all who did receive him, who believed in his name, he gave the right to become children of God, who were born, not of blood nor of the will of the the flesh nor of the will of man, but of God. 

And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us, and we have seen his glory, glory as of the only Son from the Father, full of grace and truth. (John bore witness about him, and cried out, "This was he of whom I said, 'He who comes after me ranks before me, because he was before me.'") For from his fullness we have all received, grace upon grace. For the law was given through Moses; grace and truth came through Jesus Christ. No one has ever seen God; the only God, who is at the Father's side, he has made him known.

Reading, Tea Drinking, Napping, Reading, Writing

These are a few of my favorite things. 

I started a new blog post about these things because I thought I might have something insightful to say about them, but I don't think I do...

Just that sometimes they're better than grading papers and checking things off to-do lists. 

That sometimes it's okay to have a sneak peek of summer. 

And that more people should have the benefit that teachers do of taking a couple months to reconnect to the important things, like for me– reading, tea drinking, napping, reading, and writing. 

And that everyone should take more time for the things that make them them. 

Even now, there is a nagging voice inside that says, "Grade papers..." Read that in the voice of a cartoon ghost. "Graaaaaade paaaaaapers!" And there is a voice that says I should have read something more worthwhile than a Sherlock Holmes novel. Oh you know, like the Bible, which I absolutely do not read enough. 

And there is conditioned guilt over napping (not enough to stop my habits but enough to ruin the pleasure in them). Why did I have to fall asleep while reading even if it was just for an hour or less? I should have done something... like cleaned the bathroom. Sorry, husband, that our house is such a mess. 

What is it with all this over-examining? 

Jason borrows a line from Seinfeld, "Stuff your sorries in a sack!" and asks why I say I'm sorry all the time and tells me to stop being sorry... even if I should be sorry for letting my chores go undone while he always does his self-imposed chores perfectly and on time.... but there I am being sorry again. 

The point is, I find so many things to regret. Even a glorious afternoon of doing whatever the heck I want gets sullied by the endless coulda-woulda-shouldas in my head. 

"Am I living it right?" playing incessantly even on the small things. "Why, Georgia, why?"

Why sorry?
Why unsure?
Why regretful? 

Why don't I just enjoy my book and my Sherlock obsession and my tea and my nap? 

Last summer's resolution was to love teaching. 
Here's this year's resolution– to love what I do when I do it and not question or regret or wonder. Just drink my tea and relax and smile and be happy. Or work and smile and be happy. 

At least sometimes, in the right times and seasons. 
And I think today is one of those times. 

There is nothing better for a man than to eat and drink and tell himself that his labor is good. This also I have seen that it is from the hand of God. For who can eat and who can have enjoyment without Him?  –Ecclesiastes 2:24-25

A Playlist for Christians/Teachers/Anyone Part 3: The Only Thing We Need

What's the only thing we need?

Smaller classes?

More time? 

More coffee?

Spring break?

Summer vacation?!

Yes, but no. The only thing we need is Christ. Over and over, every day, I have to say it over and over and beg God to remind me that He is my only sufficiency. These songs are great reminders.

"Beloved" by Derek Webb

This song is written as a beautiful love song from Christ. If we are to understand Song of Solomon, at least at one level, as an allegory of Christ and His love for His Church, we are the Beloved, and this song weaves together different parts of Scripture to speak what Christ might speak to His Church in this day. 

Beloved, listen to me. Don't believe all that you see. And don't you ever let anyone tell you that there's anything that you need but Me. 

Beloved, there is nothing more- no more blessings and no more rewards than the treasure of My body and blood given freely to all daughters and sons. 

I look for so many other rewards– happiness, peace, success, fulfillment– when there is nothing better than the treasure I have in Christ. How could I ever want anything else? 

"The Well" by Casting Crowns

Well, looky here, some mainstream music made the cut. :-) It's rare that a song that actually gets radio play makes it to one of my favorites playlists. I guess it's because radio songs are usually so safe and cliche, without saying very much, but this one is amazing.  It's also written from the perspective of Christ, with language that is connected to what He actually does say in Scripture and what Paul actually does write of Him. 

I love the first part:

Leave it all behind. (Repeat, repeat, repeat, because it takes constant reminders.)

I have what you need, but you keep on searching.

I've done all the work, but you keep on working. 

When you're running on empty, and you can't find the remedy,

Just come to the Well.

(Ain't that the truth? Sowing and reaping the whirlwind, that's me. Thirsting when Living Water is so easily attainable... We can just go to the Well!)

I also love the list of things to leave behind in the last part: 

your pursuit of perfection (ding, ding, ding, Natalie Coleman!)

your fear of rejection

your temporary pleasures

all of your earthly treasures

dried up, empty religion 

rusty chains of addiction

all the guilt that weighs you down

Jesus said that His burden was light. He told the woman at Jacob's well that He could give her water that would make her never thirst again. 

He extends the same invitation to each of us.

So, I put down the papers to grade, put down the heavy tote bag, the gigantic crate... put down my hope in making my own life valuable through my work, put down my dependence on the opinions others have of me, put down my attempts at self reliance, put down my trust in earthly things... 

And go to the well, knowing Jesus is all I need, all that matters. 

Facebook Reflection Part 2

As I've continued to think about my post about Facebook yesterday and about my obsessive relationship to Facebook comments and blog posts and all writing I ever let free for public consumption, I've realized that there is a more important layer to this fixation I have on any conversation I start on Facebook or any post I put on my blog.

This fixation, this fascination with every comment on every post is the writer in me trying to tell it all correctly, trying to make sure everything written is just as it should be and to add and amend if it isn't. 

When I am writing, when I am writing anything, even a Facebook status, I am exercising this voice my writing gives me. I am trying out these words I like to taste and measure and place in just the right places. More, I am stating my position, staking my claim in the dialogue, and I want whatever I say to be right, to be true, to be insightful. 

Perhaps that seems arrogant. I am a bit arrogant after all. Anyone who writes and releases it for others to read has to be a little bit, right? How could you think anyone would care what you have to say if you didn't have at least enough arrogance to think, "Someone might want to read this or care what it says...."? 

Anyway, what I'm really getting at here, in this post that would be better suited for a journal than a post because I don't know what I'm saying yet and am just discovering it as I'm saying it... what I'm really getting at here is that there's a part of me that thinks I have some things worth saying. 

About education and how it's legislated.
About  the craft, the art, the sacrifice, the beautiful torture of teaching and about making it matter for students.
About myself and who I am and why, and I think that can extend to others–
About people and why they do what they do and how some things should be done differently.
About books and songs and beauty. 
About life and why and how I want to live it. 
About spirituality and the Bible and the body of Christ. 

Now, I'm not arrogant enough to say I have all or any of the answers about those things– just that I have some things I want to say. 

And I keep thinking that maybe I'm missing opportunities I should be seizing to make my voice heard, especially when it comes to education and to Christianity– the two great fascinations of my life. I'm realizing that God, Christ, Spirit should be the one and only great fascination, so maybe I've said that wrong, but, for better or for worse, as I'm still in progress, there are no conversations that wrap me up as intensely as those about education and about this life of trying to follow Jesus and what it is and what it should be. 

And I just want to talk about those things, write about those things, share those things, hash out those things, edify and be edified in those things. I want comments sections– while I fear them and fret over them so much that I find myself considering a Facebook detox– I want comments sections to be a place where truth is found together, where everyone works together with their different perspectives to find the truth that incorporates and enlightens them all. I am weird. And such an English teacher. 

Anyway, I need to stop this ramble and just post it because why not?  

This is just here to remind me, when I forget, as I keep ignoring this part of me, as I keep keeping writing as a way to survive my own life instead of nurturing it into something that could matter... could it matter?... this is is just here to remind me and to admit to myself and my readers, my friends... there is a part of me that thinks I should be speaking up, using my words as a way to share truth and Truth. 

But maybe not. 
Stay tuned. 

Facebook: A Confession and Reflection

Confession: I think I have a problem with Facebook.

It is always a part of my day, while many things infinitely more important (the Bible, prayers, phone calls home, just to name a few) don't always make the cut in my "busy life."  I know that I spend too much time on it. I know that I check the app on my phone too compulsively, not because there's anything I care to see but because those red update numbers are there (or even aren't) and because it's just what I do if there's an empty moment, no matter how short. I know that I use it to procrastinate, getting lost on it when I'm tired because it's easier to keep scrolling and clicking than to get off the couch or do whatever work I'm putting off. I also know that I am too apt to get up in arms about something I see posted, too likely to post something myself that might get others up in arms,  too tempted to make comments when I should probably stay social-network-silent, too prone to spend too much time thinking about whatever article or comment or conversation that's caught my attention, too easily distracted by thoughts about what I've contributed, worrying about others'  reactions– possible disagreements, misunderstandings, whatever.

I've gotten better about not jumping into Facebook debates too rashly, though I still have my share of contentious conversations  when I should probably just limit my Facebook interactions to things like "How fun!" and "What a cute baby!" and just let it be what it's supposed to be– social.

But here's where Facebook and my relationship with it lead to a reflection of who I am– I'm not very good at anything purely social, not good at relationships that stay at the "What a cute baby!" level (though I am all about my friends' cute babies). There's only so long I can have a relationship that doesn't go further. I am really more into relationships and conversations that go a bit deeper, at least some/most of the time. 

Don't get me wrong– I'm plenty superficial on Facebook. I love Facebook as an outlet for whatever obsession I feel compelled to share at the time– Dolly Parton movies, new John Mayer albums, articles about Taylor Swift, updates from my husband's music page, books I'm reading, songs I can't quit playing on repeat, pictures of my husband and me or my sisters and me. And I love seeing the same kinds of posts from my friends. They represent the first basic exchange of information in relationships– interests, hobbies, things you love, what's going on in your life. I can use Facebook for that purpose ad nauseam. (I mean, if you don't want to know how many weeks, days, and hours until the new John Mayer album or read lyrics from the new album for a week after it comes out, you need to hide me from your newsfeed. I know I'm obnoxious. Sorry, but I've gotta let it out somehow, or I would explode. It's a Neas family characteristic to be obsessive and to insist on sharing the ecstasy of the obsession, even with people who neither get it nor care, and it's not a gene I want to fight.) 

I love this aspect of relationship, and I love when Facebook makes it possible to know this first layer of people better... through photos of vacations and babies, lyrics and quotations in statuses, shared articles and videos, all that typical newsfeed stuff. 

But I love the next layer of relationship even more– the part where you share beyond your interests and characteristics into your thoughts, your beliefs, your opinions– what you think of life and the world and why. These are the conversations I like to have with best friends and with new friends, and so I do tend to try to push Facebook to that level... and maybe that's just not a good idea. Thoughts and beliefs and opinions turn too much into politics, and maybe Facebook isn't the place– too many people who could be hurt or offended, too many people who could misunderstand, too many people involved. And, if nothing else, maybe it's just not worth the time it takes to engage in these kinds of conversations over a social network.

It's definitely not worth the time I get sucked in reading things that don't contribute to relationships at all, at any level.  

I try to focus my newsfeed and my attention to my closest friends. I try (largely unsuccessfully) to resist the urge to follow ads to online shopping websites or to click on viral videos it doesn't really matter if I ever see or not. I follow NPR and TIME, trying to make my incessant newsfeed scrolling worth something a little more, but I find I still tend to click on dumb popular culture articles more than anything newsworthy or important, even from these sources. 

There is always the inevitable stupor and waste of time.

So maybe I should say goodbye to Facebook, sign off, or at least limit myself, cut my time on it down to next to nothing, take that time for face-to-face relationships, for phone calls, for reading and for prayer. 

Hmmm... do I think so? Am I willing? I'm still working it out, but perhaps I will disappear soon. It might at least be worth the experiment. 

I Wish I Could Blog and Drive... Again

I've written before about the hazy clarity of a long drive here... so many thoughts, prayers, songs, so many ideas, a mind that is full and quiet at the same time. It's the perfect mood for writing, but it never lasts until I can finally sit and try to put it all in writing. 

I should have made voice memos of my thoughts, I guess. Or I should have at least sat down to write as soon as I got home instead of turning on the TV and painting my nails. (At the time, I thought the manicure needed to happen before the writing because long nails get on my nerves when I'm trying to type, and I had no idea that I'd find Steel Magnolias on TV and find it impossible not to keep watching my all-time favorite.)

So, I'll just sit here and enjoy the feeling of short nails and the look of fresh polish on the keys and smile at every favorite line of my favorite movie and look forward to my sweet Sweetheart coming home for dinner very soon.

I'd be a better writer (and teacher, wife, person...) if I were more disciplined and less prone to whims (like manicures and Magnolias), but I do remember that one of my recurring reflections on my drive had to do with loving life as it is and gratitude for how wonderful each day truly is. And I think just simply being happy is a good way to celebrate that. 

A Playlist for Christians/Teachers/Anyone Part 2: Restless

I hate Sundays. 

or

Sundays make my stomach hurt.

or

Sundays should be for nothing but sleep. 


I have been drafting the first line of this post in my head all day.  They are more terse than my usual sentence style. Straight to the point– 

Sundays suck. 

or maybe a little longer, typical Natalie sentence, overpacked with repetition and alliteration, would be better–

I wake up on Sunday with heavy eyelids, a heavy head, and a heavy heart, and the feeling lasts all the way through Monday morning. 

I know that I am not alone in this. I don't even think it's unique to teachers. I think everyone who goes to work on Mondays feels it, though teachers do seem to talk about it more, maybe because there's so much more at-home-weekend-work needed to prepare for Monday in our job than with an average 9-to-5. It's not just Monday that's looming but also the stack of papers to grade, lessons to plan, and lunches to pack that stand in the way of even getting to Monday. One of my best friends, who is also a teacher, jokes that she wants to become Seventh-day Adventist so that her Sabbath won't be sullied by that Sunday teacher feeling anyone who teaches, anyone who works instead of rests on the weekend, knows. I have also often wished for a Saturday Sabbath, but probably my problem is that I don't really have a Sabbath at all. 

It is truly fitting that the next song in my playlist, the order of which I wrestled with and settled on at the beginning of last week, is "Restless" by Audrey Assad. 

The song starts at about 5:35, but I think the beginning is worth listening to, too. 

I have nothing to say worth being said, no answer to the Sunday conundrum, no antidote to its sinking, in the pit of the stomach sickness or dread. And, worst of all, to steal Audrey Assad's beautiful words from the clip, I have no "spiritual bandaid for the great gaping hole in between my theology and my practice." Instead, I am still someone who believes that Christ is sufficient and that His Kingdom is first but lives like so much more is needed and gives priority to so much else. I will spend a half hour or so from now listening to music, reading Scripture, writing what's in my heart, and then I will click publish, and– wretched sinner that I am, without the faith not to worry about tomorrow and without the obedience to honor this sabbath day set aside to God– I will go fix dinner and then settle in for a night of grading papers, planning lessons, putting away laundry, and putting off cleaning the bathroom, 

I won't pretend a blog post or a single prayer will change it, but I will acknowledge that the only true rest is in Christ and that the only pursuit that is worthy is the seeking of His Kingdom, and I will conclude with God's Word, with a verse or two from today's sermon and several from a quick concordance search of the word Sabbath, praying for God's Spirit to speak them in me and speak a new heart in me that begins to beat more in sync with the Father. 

Lord, may Your Words at least remind me, as I defile this Sabbath as far as work is concerned, that my heart, my hope, my confidence all rest in You and You alone. You never strictly obeyed Sabbath's rules when you walked this earth, and maybe a rest of the heart is what You truly desire. I don't have that always either, Lord, but I pray for it and have it now, if even for a moment. 

Remember the sabbath day, to keep it holy. Six days you shall labor and do all your work, but the seventh day is a sabbath of the Lord your God; in it you shall not do any work, you or your son or your daughter, your male or your female servant or your cattle or your sojourner who stays with you. For in six days the Lord made the heavens and the earth, the sea and all that is in them, and rested on the seventh day; therefore the Lord blessed the sabbath day and made it holy. Exodus 20:8-11

You shall not make for yourselves idols, nor shall you set up for yourselves an image or a sacred pillar, nor shall you place a figured stone in your land to bow down to it; for I am the Lord your God. You shall keep My sabbaths and reverence My sanctuary; I am the Lord.  Leviticus 26:1-2

You shall remember that you were a slave in the land of Egypt, and the Lord your God brought you out of there by a mighty hand and by an outstretched arm; therefore the Lord your God commanded you to observe the Sabbath day. Deuteronomy 5:12

If because of the sabbath, you turn your foot from doing your own pleasure on My holy day, and call the sabbath a delight, the holy day of the Lord honorable, and honor it desisting from your own ways, from seeking your own pleasure and speaking your own word, then you will take delight in the Lord, and I will make you ride on the heights of the earth; and I will feed you with the heritage of Jacob your father, from the mouth of the Lord has spoken. Isaiah 58:13-14

I gave them My statutes and informed them of My ordinances, by which, if a man observes them, he will live. Also, I gave them My sabbaths to be a sign between Me and them, that they might know that I am the Lord who sanctifies them. Ezekiel 20:11-12

But seek first His kingdom and His righteousness, and all these things will be added to you. So do not worry about tomorrow; for tomorrow will care for itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own. Matthew 6: 33-34 

But I say to you that something greater than the temple is here. But if you had known what this means, 'I desire compassion and not sacrifice,' you would not have condemned the innocent. For the Son of Man is Lord of the Sabbath. Matthew 12:6-8

Jesus said to them, 'The Sabbath was made for man, and not man for the Sabbath. So the Son of Man is Lord even of the Sabbath." Mark 2:27-28

Therefore, let us fear if, while a promise remains of entering His rest, any one of you may seem to have come short of it. For indeed we have had good news preached to us, just as they also; but the word they heard did not profit them, because it was not united by faith in those who heard. For we who have believed enter that rest, just as He has said, 'As I swore in My wrath, they shall not enter My rest,' although His works were finished from the foundation of the world. For He has said somewhere concerning the seventh day: 'And God rested on the seventh day from all His works'; and again in this passage, 'They shall not enter My rest.' Therefore, since it remains for some to enter it, and those who formerly had good news preached to them failed to enter because of disobedience, He again fixes a certain day, 'Today,' saying through David after so long a time just as has been said before, 'Today if you hear His voice, do not harden your hearts.' For if Joshua had given them rest, He would not have spoken of another day after that. So there remains a Sabbath rest for the people of God. For one who has entered His rest has himself also rested from his works, as God did from His. Therefore let us be diligent to enter that rest, so that no one will fall, through following the same example of disobedience. For the word of God is living and active and sharper than any two-edged sword, and piercing as far as the division of soul and spirit, of both joints and marrow, and able to judge the thoughts and intentions of the heart. And there is no creature hidden from His sight, but all things are open and laid bare to the eyes of Him with whom we have to do. Therefore, since we have a great high priest who has passed through the heavens, Jesus the Son of God, let us hold fast our confession. For we do not have a high priest who cannot sympathize with our weaknesses, but One who has been tempted in all things as we are, yet without sin. Therefore, let us draw near with confidence to the throne of grace, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help in time of need. Hebrews 4

A Playlist for Anyone (especially Christians who are also teachers) Part 1: The Valley and What It's For

I'm working on a little project– my perfect daily playlist, one especially for Christians who are also teachers, though I think it'll probably apply to anyone. I am fascinated with the abundance of lessons– mostly in humility and trust– I am learning as a byproduct of being a teacher this year. Here's Part 1:

The Valley and What It's For

"The Valley" by Ellie Holcomb

All people, at least most sensitive "feely" people like me that I know, live life in mountains and valleys. Some days are wonderful and sunny, and it's easy to see and feel God's light all around us. Some days are crummy, and some days I just feel like feeling bad and just find myself empty. I believe that God is teaching me how to fight through the valleys and see His light streaming everywhere and always because He Is, but I also believe, in the midst of the gloom, He's teaching me why we have the valleys, to learn to trust, to learn dependence, to learn that He is all and only and that nothing I can do in myself or find in this world will ever come close to Him.

"The Valley Song" by Jars of Clay

I often feel guilty about my "valleys." People experience death of loved ones, terminal illnesses, financial ruin, starvation, persecution... all over the world and right next door... and my "valleys" are brought on by meanly worded parent emails and being lost under stacks of work to grade. I often want to tell myself, "You call this bad? Give me a break," as I realize that anyone with real pain and struggles has the right to say to me. I don't pretend to have experienced the worst valleys that life has to bring. I pray that I won't, but I do believe that even in my petty valleys, God is there and teaching me how to praise Him and rely on Him and not the happiness of my circumstances. This song seems to cry out from the deepest of valleys, like the ones of David in the Psalms. I don't think my valleys qualify as true depths, but I'm learning to praise in them, practicing the discipline of turning to God in all things.

"Clear the Stage" by Ross King

This song is truly amazing. It pierces me to the soul every single time. This song speaks of idolatry in terms of the trappings of "worship," in the sense of music and songs and services. When I listen to it, I hear God speaking to me about all the idols of my classroom and my self-importance and drive to find validation in my job. It wouldn't be as pretty, but I could replace the words about pews and decorations with desks and lesson plans, and it would be the ultimate song of what I need to remember every single day. I could change the refrain to "You can teach all you want to, you can teach all you want to. Worship is more than your job." Not pretty, definitely. But true. Christian teachers, especially this one, can so easily start to believe that teaching is an act of worship when it isn't, not because it can't be, but because our focus is so often not really on God or loving His children but on all the distractions and idols of the trade. 

The most searing words of this song: Anything I put before my God is an idol. Anything I want with all my heart is an idol. Anything I can't stop thinking of is an idol. And anything I give all my love to is an idol. We must not worship something that's not even worth it.  Oh, that God would help me remember what is worth it in this life, nothing but His kingdom, nothing but Him. Not my class, my books, my standards, my goals. Certainly not tests but not even the affection of kids or their smiles or the little ways I help them toward their goals and their futures. Only the Lord can do anything in their life that matters, not me or anything that I would teach. Lord, help me remember that every day. 

"The Only Hope I've Got" by Ellie Holcomb

On the same note as the song above, this song. 

Every day, Lord, "Will You help remind me of what is true, the only hope I've got- it's You."