80% of white evangelicals voted for Donald Trump. I have a hard time with that number. I've literally lost sleep over that number. I hear all the time from that demographic that the other option was not any better. I will avoid the lecture on how you had many options in the primaries and many options at the presidential election. What's done is done.
I don't know why 80% of white evangelicals voted for Trump. I have a few guesses. I know some claim it was for his alleged pro-life stance. I hope that the pro-life voters now see that he is a liar. I hope that the pro-life voters are truly pro-life and not simply pro-birth. I pray you are willing to open your mind and accept and expand your view of pro-life to include the life of the born not just the unborn. Because if you are Christian, pro-life means pro-refugee, pro-Muslim, pro-black, pro-criminal, etc. We are to be for LIFE of all people. We are to walk with the broken and the sinners. That is literally what Jesus did.
The reality is that Donald Trump is now our president, so we must figure out where to go from here. We can all point fingers at one another, and I have certainly been guilty of that. So if you voted for Donald Trump, it's ok. You can take a stand now and help those that he does not want to help. Don't let pride or fear hinder you from doing what is right. Because helping refugees in unquestionably what Jesus would do. And if you are a nationalist, denying people based on their religion is not what America would do either. This is a horrible precedent and it must be overturned. I don't mean to be bossy but this is NOT up for debate if you are a Christian. We can argue over abortion. We can argue over gay marriage. We can argue over predestination. But we absolutely cannot argue over helping those in need.
Now it's time for me to get of my booty and practice what I'm preaching. For those of you in Nashville, I will see you at the protest on Wednesday.
Sunday, January 29, 2017
Wednesday, November 9, 2016
WELL OK, THEN.
Well, none of us saw that coming. I don't even think Trump supporters saw that coming. I have been on an emotional rollercoaster since about 7 pm last night. I have rapidly progressed through all the stages of grief, repeatedly. I am allowing myself today to mourn, but tomorrow is time to get up and do something.
Originally, I wanted to write a post about the hypocrisy of valuing the lives of unborn babies over refugees, immigrants, women, etc. However, God has not let me forget that I once used to be a one issue voter. I thought being pro-choice was a sin. He has also reminded me that the first time Obama was elected, I was upset. In all reality, I knew nothing about him. I just knew he was a democrat and pro-choice. Now, I respect him greatly and think he did a fine job as POTUS.
I pray desperately that I am wrong about Trump in the way that I was wrong about Obama. I've never wanted to be more wrong in my life. I pray that Trump will give a voice to the disenfranchised and the forgotten as he has promised to do. I pray that the country is united during his presidency. I pray that the Lord would be the leader of his life and not himself.
I also pray for Hilary. I want to hug her and tell her she did a good job and that she should be proud. I want her to know that above all else she is loved and she is worthy. I most certainly did not agree with everything that she has done or said, but I respect her. May she hear the cries of her supporters over the cries of her haters.
I do not want to be like the disgruntled Americans who just whined for 8 years about how much they hated President Obama. I now have to ask myself, what am I going to do about it? How will I love better? I can no longer say that I am pro-life unless I am ready to actually do something to help women feel like they have options. I must extend promoting life to more than just unborn babies but to all the people who walk alongside me. I have no idea what this looks like but I know nothing gets done with words alone. What I do doesn't even have to be grand. I just know I haven't done enough and I must do more. However, for today, I grieve.
Originally, I wanted to write a post about the hypocrisy of valuing the lives of unborn babies over refugees, immigrants, women, etc. However, God has not let me forget that I once used to be a one issue voter. I thought being pro-choice was a sin. He has also reminded me that the first time Obama was elected, I was upset. In all reality, I knew nothing about him. I just knew he was a democrat and pro-choice. Now, I respect him greatly and think he did a fine job as POTUS.
I pray desperately that I am wrong about Trump in the way that I was wrong about Obama. I've never wanted to be more wrong in my life. I pray that Trump will give a voice to the disenfranchised and the forgotten as he has promised to do. I pray that the country is united during his presidency. I pray that the Lord would be the leader of his life and not himself.
I also pray for Hilary. I want to hug her and tell her she did a good job and that she should be proud. I want her to know that above all else she is loved and she is worthy. I most certainly did not agree with everything that she has done or said, but I respect her. May she hear the cries of her supporters over the cries of her haters.
I do not want to be like the disgruntled Americans who just whined for 8 years about how much they hated President Obama. I now have to ask myself, what am I going to do about it? How will I love better? I can no longer say that I am pro-life unless I am ready to actually do something to help women feel like they have options. I must extend promoting life to more than just unborn babies but to all the people who walk alongside me. I have no idea what this looks like but I know nothing gets done with words alone. What I do doesn't even have to be grand. I just know I haven't done enough and I must do more. However, for today, I grieve.
Sunday, October 30, 2016
SINGLE + FABULOUS
As previously stated, I am a single almost 36 year old and I've never been married. My last serious relationship was in 2008. I have not gone on a single date since then. I have been interested in a few guys since and they were all wrong for me. I am not on any dating sites or apps. I am rarely in a position where I even meet single dudes my age. On the rare occasion I do, they aren't believers. The church I attend now has the median age of 75, so there's that.
I can sense that people feel uncomfortable when they find out I am single at my age. I think they want to pat me on my head and say bless your heart. People just don't know what to say or how to feel. Simply, I just don't fit into the box they desperately need me to fit in. Sometimes I briefly panic about being single at my age, but the moment always passes. I only panic because society has tried to make me feel like I am supposed to be married. I am also supposed to be independent, thin, humble, quiet, endlessly kind, precious, positive, not too tall, sexy but not too sexy, and always available. I am very few of those things.
I am attractive enough. I could lose about 40 lbs. I am outspoken- like in a "I-cant-believe-she-said-that kind of way." I am loyal. I try to be kind even when it is hard for me. I value truth above all else. I tend to be more lazy than active. I desperately want to live a life of love where people can see the light of Christ shining through me, and I know I fail a lot. I am passionate to a fault. I am always in a hurry even when I don't have anywhere to be. I am all of these things, but most days I am comfortable with who I am. I think that's is what is upsetting to people. I walk with my head held high and yet I'm unmarried at 35 years old. I can hear society chanting quietly, "Please be sad about your life. You are not enough."
I know that I am not alone because I could quickly name 10 girlfriends who are in the same boat as me. The fabulously single boat. A boat full of women who love Jesus and life. We simply never meet men who we are interested in dating. That's not to say that we are too picky. I can't speak for all of my single friends, but I would say that our standards aren't ridiculous.
Here's the thing. I really am more than okay with being single. There is so much freedom in being single. I think being married + having children is a-ok, but being single is pretty sweet. I think people want me to feel like something is missing and they say things like " oh you'll find someone someday" or they are shocked that a gal like me hasn't been snatched up yet- as if men are beating down my door. One time I told one of my patients, who persisted a little too long about the state of my martial status, that I wasn't married because I had a terrible personality. I mean really... what does she want me to say?! Yes, I'm not atrocious looking. I have a good job. I seem to have all of the qualities of a marryable person, but here I am, still single. How can it be?
This is what I want to say to people: I am single because you haven't raised a generation of Christian gentleman. Instead you have raised boys that go to church occasionally and sleep with women in their bible studies and can't commit. They don't study the bible. They don't commit. They are wimpy, really. When they do come to church, they are often hungover or they go because in the South that's simply what you do on Sundays. Maybe that's not fair. Maybe I am single and it is all my fault. The reality of the situation is that I am single because God has not called to be married at this time or maybe ever, and that's ok. I don't think anyone has died from singleness.
So to all of you single ladies out there- I love you. I feel you. I pray you are happily single like me and that you aren't putting your life on hold waiting for that special someone. Because life aint too shabby on this side of the relationship status.
XOXO
Casey
I can sense that people feel uncomfortable when they find out I am single at my age. I think they want to pat me on my head and say bless your heart. People just don't know what to say or how to feel. Simply, I just don't fit into the box they desperately need me to fit in. Sometimes I briefly panic about being single at my age, but the moment always passes. I only panic because society has tried to make me feel like I am supposed to be married. I am also supposed to be independent, thin, humble, quiet, endlessly kind, precious, positive, not too tall, sexy but not too sexy, and always available. I am very few of those things.
I am attractive enough. I could lose about 40 lbs. I am outspoken- like in a "I-cant-believe-she-said-that kind of way." I am loyal. I try to be kind even when it is hard for me. I value truth above all else. I tend to be more lazy than active. I desperately want to live a life of love where people can see the light of Christ shining through me, and I know I fail a lot. I am passionate to a fault. I am always in a hurry even when I don't have anywhere to be. I am all of these things, but most days I am comfortable with who I am. I think that's is what is upsetting to people. I walk with my head held high and yet I'm unmarried at 35 years old. I can hear society chanting quietly, "Please be sad about your life. You are not enough."
I know that I am not alone because I could quickly name 10 girlfriends who are in the same boat as me. The fabulously single boat. A boat full of women who love Jesus and life. We simply never meet men who we are interested in dating. That's not to say that we are too picky. I can't speak for all of my single friends, but I would say that our standards aren't ridiculous.
Here's the thing. I really am more than okay with being single. There is so much freedom in being single. I think being married + having children is a-ok, but being single is pretty sweet. I think people want me to feel like something is missing and they say things like " oh you'll find someone someday" or they are shocked that a gal like me hasn't been snatched up yet- as if men are beating down my door. One time I told one of my patients, who persisted a little too long about the state of my martial status, that I wasn't married because I had a terrible personality. I mean really... what does she want me to say?! Yes, I'm not atrocious looking. I have a good job. I seem to have all of the qualities of a marryable person, but here I am, still single. How can it be?
This is what I want to say to people: I am single because you haven't raised a generation of Christian gentleman. Instead you have raised boys that go to church occasionally and sleep with women in their bible studies and can't commit. They don't study the bible. They don't commit. They are wimpy, really. When they do come to church, they are often hungover or they go because in the South that's simply what you do on Sundays. Maybe that's not fair. Maybe I am single and it is all my fault. The reality of the situation is that I am single because God has not called to be married at this time or maybe ever, and that's ok. I don't think anyone has died from singleness.
So to all of you single ladies out there- I love you. I feel you. I pray you are happily single like me and that you aren't putting your life on hold waiting for that special someone. Because life aint too shabby on this side of the relationship status.
XOXO
Casey
Sunday, October 9, 2016
THE CHURCH
I wrote this post a year ago and never published it, so some of this information is outdated but still my heart.
So I don't have a church home and it really sucks. I left my church a couple of months ago and have been looking ever since. I live right in the middle of the church capital of the world (that is not a verifiable fact. just seems that way. I mean Lifeway is headquartered here) and I cannot find one. I will not go into the details of why I left my church, but it was a painful and hard decision. They were my family, so needless to say there are healing wounds. Those wounds follow me as I visit other churches. I am having such a hard time trusting and not seeing the new churches through the lens of my old church. There are certain aspects of church that are deal breakers for me and some are really strong preferences. I know that the leadership of any church is not perfect, but I do expect them to live a life submitted to God and to admit when things are going wrong. I expect humility but understand that there may be slip ups.
The church I'm visiting now- the pastor is completely humble. There is no question of his motives. I haven't visited long enough, but I expect that he is going to have prideful moments. Overall though, his humility is apparent. Moment of uncomfortable honesty here- I don't think people would label me as humble person. That struggle is real. Does it make me a hypocrite because I want a humble pastor and I am not totally humble myself? Maybe. I joke with my friends that God gave me certain features to keep me humble. Yall, I have no butt. It's so flat. If I had a perfect booty, I'd think my poo didn't stink. I consider the extra pounds I'm carrying humility insurance. If I was supermodel thin and beautiful, I'd be the worst.
Worship at church is a big deal to me too. I have never been a worship leader so what do I know, but I do pay close attention to the way the worship leader carries him/herself. Again, I'm looking for humility here. I think it would be so hard to lead worship and have an amazing voice and to not make it about yourself, but make that worship moment about God. I cannot even imagine how hard that is.
The church building. Here comes the controversy. So, I have all kinds of mixed feelings about this. On the one hand, God doesn't have a limit to His bank account. He is the Creator of all things. He can do what He wants. So if God wanted Church XYZ to have this most beautiful and state-of-the-art church building, I have no doubt that He could and would make it happen. I'm just not sure He actually cares about all of that. His temple back in the day of David was super pimped out. No question. That also muddies this argument a bit. For me, having the latest equipment is not necessary to worshipping God. Having a massive building isn't necessary either. There are a lot of great massive churches out there and some of my favorite preachers preach at them (hello Matt Chandler and The Village Church). I'm not saying those are all bad. In general though, I am not a fan of big fancy church building and million dollar building campaigns. There are people starving to death. Let's get some perspective. More uncomfortable honesty- I need that perspective myself. Ugh. I have too many things. I am not a good steward of my money. I could give more. I could give my time more. Does wanting that from my church make me a hypocrite? Definitely.
Community is probably one of the most important parts of church. For a long time I had a really solid community with my former church. I could even call one of them up today and they'd help me if I had a need. The strong community was what made leaving so hard. Thankfully I am still in community with a lot of them. So the church I'm visiting now is based in my community in Nashville which is East Nashville/Inglewood. However, it is a church plant from another church in another community which is 20 minutes away. That's no problem. The problem is most of the people that go to the church still live in that community. Most of the small groups happen outside of East Nashville/Inglewood. I feel like if you are planting a church in a new community, you need to be all in. I understand not everyone can pack up and move, but it's weird that you have a church in one community but live in another. So I gotta dig deeper with this church and see what the deal is.
So I don't have a church home and it really sucks. I left my church a couple of months ago and have been looking ever since. I live right in the middle of the church capital of the world (that is not a verifiable fact. just seems that way. I mean Lifeway is headquartered here) and I cannot find one. I will not go into the details of why I left my church, but it was a painful and hard decision. They were my family, so needless to say there are healing wounds. Those wounds follow me as I visit other churches. I am having such a hard time trusting and not seeing the new churches through the lens of my old church. There are certain aspects of church that are deal breakers for me and some are really strong preferences. I know that the leadership of any church is not perfect, but I do expect them to live a life submitted to God and to admit when things are going wrong. I expect humility but understand that there may be slip ups.
The church I'm visiting now- the pastor is completely humble. There is no question of his motives. I haven't visited long enough, but I expect that he is going to have prideful moments. Overall though, his humility is apparent. Moment of uncomfortable honesty here- I don't think people would label me as humble person. That struggle is real. Does it make me a hypocrite because I want a humble pastor and I am not totally humble myself? Maybe. I joke with my friends that God gave me certain features to keep me humble. Yall, I have no butt. It's so flat. If I had a perfect booty, I'd think my poo didn't stink. I consider the extra pounds I'm carrying humility insurance. If I was supermodel thin and beautiful, I'd be the worst.
Worship at church is a big deal to me too. I have never been a worship leader so what do I know, but I do pay close attention to the way the worship leader carries him/herself. Again, I'm looking for humility here. I think it would be so hard to lead worship and have an amazing voice and to not make it about yourself, but make that worship moment about God. I cannot even imagine how hard that is.
The church building. Here comes the controversy. So, I have all kinds of mixed feelings about this. On the one hand, God doesn't have a limit to His bank account. He is the Creator of all things. He can do what He wants. So if God wanted Church XYZ to have this most beautiful and state-of-the-art church building, I have no doubt that He could and would make it happen. I'm just not sure He actually cares about all of that. His temple back in the day of David was super pimped out. No question. That also muddies this argument a bit. For me, having the latest equipment is not necessary to worshipping God. Having a massive building isn't necessary either. There are a lot of great massive churches out there and some of my favorite preachers preach at them (hello Matt Chandler and The Village Church). I'm not saying those are all bad. In general though, I am not a fan of big fancy church building and million dollar building campaigns. There are people starving to death. Let's get some perspective. More uncomfortable honesty- I need that perspective myself. Ugh. I have too many things. I am not a good steward of my money. I could give more. I could give my time more. Does wanting that from my church make me a hypocrite? Definitely.
Community is probably one of the most important parts of church. For a long time I had a really solid community with my former church. I could even call one of them up today and they'd help me if I had a need. The strong community was what made leaving so hard. Thankfully I am still in community with a lot of them. So the church I'm visiting now is based in my community in Nashville which is East Nashville/Inglewood. However, it is a church plant from another church in another community which is 20 minutes away. That's no problem. The problem is most of the people that go to the church still live in that community. Most of the small groups happen outside of East Nashville/Inglewood. I feel like if you are planting a church in a new community, you need to be all in. I understand not everyone can pack up and move, but it's weird that you have a church in one community but live in another. So I gotta dig deeper with this church and see what the deal is.
Sunday, September 20, 2015
WHAT TO EXPECT
Hello there.
There are a gazillion blogs. I'd say half of those are Christian blogs. That's wonderful. Why am I writing another one? I'm crazy probably. Real talk- I feel like I'm called to. That Jesus sure is bossy (I think I heard Beth Moore say that once and it's always stuck with me).
What you should know about me and my intent for this blog. Ultimately, I pray that my life and this blog would glorify our perfect and holy Father. That is truly what my heart desires. Unfortunately, my flesh fails in that department often, so please bear with me as stumble. I am a 34 year old woman who lives in Nashville, TN with my best friend, Savannah. We have a clothing company called Hey Wanderer. Also, I am a nurse part-time. I have never been married. I have no children. I have a black lab named Whitt. I am a Type 1 Diabetic and I have Celiac Disease. I grew up in a Southern Baptist church and was baptized at 6. I didn't take my faith seriously until I was 28. The day I took my faith seriously and I actually surrendered to God is what I consider my day of Salvation.
Topics you can expect for this blog will range from environmentalism, consumerism, nationalism, and much more light hearted things like food :) Honestly, I'm not exactly sure where this blog will go, but I do know that my intention is to be completely mindful and speak only what the Lord lays on my heart. I will discuss most of these topics because they are passions God has laid on my heart and I don't see a Christian perspective on them. For example, why aren't Christians leading the environmental movement? Why is that considered a left-wing super liberal political issue? Why do a lot of American Christians think that America is the greatest country in the world and tell people like Jen Hatmaker that we shouldn't let those Syrian Muslims into our country? Why aren't more Christians concerned about where their clothes are made? Clearly, I'm gonna be pushing a lot of buttons with these kinds of blog topics.
My hope is that I can earn your trust and you can know that everything I say comes from best of places. Expect uncomfortable honesty. Expect me to fail.
My prayer for you + me + this blog comes from Philippians 2:
"If then there is any encouragement in Christ, if any consoltion of love, if any fellowship with te Spirit, if any affection and mercy, fulfull my joy by htinking the same way, having the same loves, sharing the same feelings, foucing on one goal. Do nothing out of rivarly or conceit, but in humility consider others more than yourselves. Everyone should look out not only for his own interests, but also for the interests of others."
This is it, guys. All of these controversial topics wouldn't be controversial if we took this passage to heart. If we stepped back, and thought about the person in front of us and considered them greater than ourselves- well there world would be perfect. There would be no wars. There would be unity. This kind of unity can only exist through Christ. Our flesh is not capable of this. However, as Christians we are and yet we are often the ones that are so mean to each other and mean to others. Let us be know by what we love and not for what we are against. Jesus is not for division. Satan is. So lets be mindful of one another. Lets be mindful of the environemnt. Lets be mindful of the person who made our coffee and the clothes we wear. Let's be mindful of future generations and our neighbors. May we outdo each other in showing honor.
There are a gazillion blogs. I'd say half of those are Christian blogs. That's wonderful. Why am I writing another one? I'm crazy probably. Real talk- I feel like I'm called to. That Jesus sure is bossy (I think I heard Beth Moore say that once and it's always stuck with me).
What you should know about me and my intent for this blog. Ultimately, I pray that my life and this blog would glorify our perfect and holy Father. That is truly what my heart desires. Unfortunately, my flesh fails in that department often, so please bear with me as stumble. I am a 34 year old woman who lives in Nashville, TN with my best friend, Savannah. We have a clothing company called Hey Wanderer. Also, I am a nurse part-time. I have never been married. I have no children. I have a black lab named Whitt. I am a Type 1 Diabetic and I have Celiac Disease. I grew up in a Southern Baptist church and was baptized at 6. I didn't take my faith seriously until I was 28. The day I took my faith seriously and I actually surrendered to God is what I consider my day of Salvation.
Topics you can expect for this blog will range from environmentalism, consumerism, nationalism, and much more light hearted things like food :) Honestly, I'm not exactly sure where this blog will go, but I do know that my intention is to be completely mindful and speak only what the Lord lays on my heart. I will discuss most of these topics because they are passions God has laid on my heart and I don't see a Christian perspective on them. For example, why aren't Christians leading the environmental movement? Why is that considered a left-wing super liberal political issue? Why do a lot of American Christians think that America is the greatest country in the world and tell people like Jen Hatmaker that we shouldn't let those Syrian Muslims into our country? Why aren't more Christians concerned about where their clothes are made? Clearly, I'm gonna be pushing a lot of buttons with these kinds of blog topics.
My hope is that I can earn your trust and you can know that everything I say comes from best of places. Expect uncomfortable honesty. Expect me to fail.
My prayer for you + me + this blog comes from Philippians 2:
"If then there is any encouragement in Christ, if any consoltion of love, if any fellowship with te Spirit, if any affection and mercy, fulfull my joy by htinking the same way, having the same loves, sharing the same feelings, foucing on one goal. Do nothing out of rivarly or conceit, but in humility consider others more than yourselves. Everyone should look out not only for his own interests, but also for the interests of others."
This is it, guys. All of these controversial topics wouldn't be controversial if we took this passage to heart. If we stepped back, and thought about the person in front of us and considered them greater than ourselves- well there world would be perfect. There would be no wars. There would be unity. This kind of unity can only exist through Christ. Our flesh is not capable of this. However, as Christians we are and yet we are often the ones that are so mean to each other and mean to others. Let us be know by what we love and not for what we are against. Jesus is not for division. Satan is. So lets be mindful of one another. Lets be mindful of the environemnt. Lets be mindful of the person who made our coffee and the clothes we wear. Let's be mindful of future generations and our neighbors. May we outdo each other in showing honor.
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