Time in the Word

I find I often struggle with choosing a “medium” for receiving His word. I’m a little ADD as I flip flop between ways to receive. I want you to know, if you’re like me.. that is ok!

A few things I find helpful are listening to the Bible app- youversion– it’s free, and the quality is that of a good audio book, and has many different translations! And you can’t beat free.

I also found a helpful way was to mark up my actual physical Bible. Sometimes that is harder because you have to really work at setting aside the time. 

A tool I’ve loved is ordering bible friendly highlighters (they don’t bleed through because they’re gel wax)… and making a chart for what they mean. Here’s one option, above.

Then there’s always reading and journaling, which I also do.

I find that being open and honest with God on the days I’m struggling is better than reading or spending time out of duty or obligation.

It’s so important to understand that quality, not quantity- is what is most important to really be transformed by. So take even one verse out of Paul’s letters- and just read, reread, highlight- then sit and meditate on it. Own it. Ask God to apply it. 

That’s always better than trying to read ten chapters a day and just breezing through. 

And this way you’ll find a joy to receive it- and a desire for a more… !

I pray each of you finds a reigniting of the fire within them for his love letter to us, today.

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A Honeybee

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Last night as I lay down I spoke to God about my deepest pains and sadnesses.

He and I had such a beautiful connection as I shared the things that hurt even though I know how HE sees me.

I struggle with the role of a feminist and a Spirit-filled, Christ-following woman.

I must confess being a female isn’t easy in our culture, and I would argue especially in ministry. Please don’t misread this as a complaint. I am more than thankful for all that God has given me. My own church family loves me and I love them. Honestly I’m at a place in my life where I cannot imagine being more content!

However I feel a burden to speak out not only against the mistreatment, misrepresentation, and sexualization of women in our day- but also to the women who shout and also abuse or mistreat, in the name of feminism.

If we as females really embody parts of God’s character- the female, nurturing, gentle, beautiful, meek portions of who He is- how does screaming our cause represent Him? Simple- it doesn’t. 

As I lay there that night, simply being held and listened to by my Father, I kept trying to see through / around this image a giant golden, furry bee resting on a golden beeswax candle. Finally I stopped telling him my list of hurts, and asked, “Dad, what is with that big golden bee I see?”

This bee was beautiful. Her fur was golden and shiny. She just rested on that candle. Made from her own efforts.

God said, “Brittany, that bee is you. The candlemaker knows exactly what that honeybee contributed to the wax within the candle, but once the candle is done, her work is indistinguishable from that of her fellow worker bees. She isn’t recognized for her efforts, yet she’s also not concerned with it. She is diligent and humble, and works as a team to achieve the honeycomb’s goals. Even if other titles than “bee” are imposed upon her, she knows that she is a bee, her caretaker knows she is a bee, and that is all that matters.”

I was stunned. What a loving response to my pain. I couldn’t even respond other than to tell him I would do likewise. I grabbed my journal and wrote it down.

But I think this is poignant for us as women, all of us, especially those who bear the marks of His Holy Spirit- we shouldn’t be concerned with titles, but to operate in graceful truth.

We can make a stand for what is right yet also represent His Spirit. A woman who is found in her identity in God isn’t so concerned with her rights anymore. Sure, women should be paid the same and treated as co-heirs… and often we are. I also know often we are not. 

But maybe the argument isn’t to fight. Doesn’t that make it worse? I see the rage of women screeching for their rights across our country and it only seems to add to the chaos of our day.

What if there was a way in the POWER of the Holy Spirit, a soft, loving voice- to make a change in our world… that affects the entire world around us?

John 13:35 (NIV), “By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another.”

“That bee is you. The candlemaker knows exactly what that honeybee contributed to the wax within the candle, but once the candle is done, her work is indistinguishable from that of her fellow worker bees. She isn’t recognized for her efforts, yet she’s also not concerned with it. She is diligent and humble, and works as a team to achieve the honeycomb’s goals. Even if other titles than “bee” are imposed upon her, she knows that she is a bee, her caretaker knows she is a bee, and that is all that matters.”