Not Unredeemed

… living the beautiful tension between what is, and what will be …


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Someday I’ll Dance with You

Someday I’ll dance with you.  But I’m not waiting for you. I’m taking lessons from the Master – you know Him too. He’s whirling me around, and teaching me the dips of life’s ups and downs. I wish you were here. I wish we could practice this dance together – but I will not wait for you.

Some days I’m tempted to sit on the sidelines and mope. But I would never wish that for you. I pray you are learning this dance as well, but I’m not waiting for you.
He beckons me to higher levels, to more complicated steps, the stretching intensifies, but so does the beauty and grace of the dance. He is a partner like no other. I cannot wait for you.Is this dance lonely? Yes, but only when I focus on waiting for you – instead of His face. His face I will seek. I’m not going to wait for you.

Someday I’ll dance with you – there is a time for everything, even a time to dance. But now my time, your time, is to learn that dance. And I will not wait for you now, but instead will learn the dance.  I will not wait for you, but I will watch over His shoulder for you. Because someday I will dance with you.

Dear friends, don’t wait for “someone” to dance with – the dance begins now. The Lord of the dance, now He is waiting for you.


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So Shines the Moon

If you are the sun
then I wanna be the moon
I wanna reflect the light that shines from you

God I wanna let you know
I want everything you are
I’m waiting for the morning light to show
a fire in the dark

Shine your light from the inside out
I wanna be more like you
If you are the sun, I wanna be the moon
I wanna be the moon*

If He is the Sun, than I want to be the moon. I want to reflect Him. Tonight as I watched the sun set, it hit me that the moon only shines in the dark – when the sun isn’t visible. The darker the night – the brighter the light. I was a little indignant at first – why can’t the I see the moon’s light next to the sun’s? Why does the sun have to go down before we can see more than a faint outline of the moon?

We can’t reflect the Father’s light when we are with Him, the only light we see then is the Fathers. It’s in the darkness of life’s murky times that we reflect Him the most. And that is how He gets the glory – through our piercing reflection. It’s the absence of light that creates darkness. The light of the Son isn’t gone during the dark times – it’s waiting to be reflected through you.   Continue reading


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The Bookcase Fell on Me

Life is like a bookcase at times. It holds rows upon rows and shelves full of questions from every area of life. All neatly bound and categorized. Letters forming words engraved on the spine of each book tantalize my spirit and intrigue my brain. The very quest for knowledge delights my soul. Learning, no matter how painful, brings a sparkle to my eye and adds a spring to my step.
That is until the bookcase falls over on me.
A quest for knowledge and understanding in particular issue, lead to more questions, which lead to more questions. (As it usually does!) Taking one book off the shelf drives you to realize you need the previous one to get context, and maybe the companion guide to balance out the first opinion. And so it goes.


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Roar

The Lion of Judah roars and we respond. We always respond – we can’t help it. It may be running away in fear, it may be running towards Him in anticipation. The wind of His roar pushes back the sin, motivations and excuses leaving us laid bare before Him. It’s painful. It’s healthy. It’s good. His roar isn’t always scary, He roars in victory over us chasing away our doubts, signaling our enemies we are His. His roar is perspective, it’s protection, and it’s a call. We can answer it or we can run from it but it doesn’t change the fact that He roars, but we have to be listening for it. 
When we only see a picture of a lion roaring it looks a bit like He is yawning to us. It isn’t scary, it doesn’t command a response from us, and we can easily walk by and not hear His roar. We have to experience the live roar of the Lion to changed by it. 
Are you framing the picture of the Lion or are you living with Him? 
5 Minute Friday Prompt: Roar. 5 minutes of unedited writing just for the sheer joy of it. Come join the fun over at The Gypsy Momma

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How to Conquer the Christmas Blues

Blues. Why is loneliness associated with blue? Why not red and green — the colors of the Christmas season that strikes loneliness into the heart of the most contented of singles? It’s a season of gifts, when a lot singles would rather return their ‘gift of singleness’.
But then, what if? What if the Lord did give us a receipt with which to return our “gift”?

Singleness can be returned at the Focus department in the INAY (It’s Not About You) store. I know, that’s harsh – but it’s true. Bear with me and to read more about why I’ve come to this conclusion, and why (even though I’m in the same place I was last year) I’m enjoying Christmas without the normal blues this season continue reading here.


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The Bridge of ‘So That’

So That.

Two tiny words that form a transitional phrase and a conditional clause. They are the bridge between cause and effect and the signaling/ushering in of another season. A continuation of one season as it simultaneously prepares for the next.  “So that” can explain part of the ‘why’ in life as you look back over the circumstances they bridge to the outcome, purpose and result.

The only problem with the “so that” bridge is when God is still building the bridge in our lives we can only see the “so” part. It doesn’t make sense yet – and that is exactly where I am right now. I’m in a season of wrestling. Wrestling with serving/loving/living fully in the now as God pricks and prepares my heart for the future. He is stirring things in my heart I don’t understand and don’t know how to put into words yet. My heart is breaking for things it never used too. I long and ‘weep as a man, longing for his Home’. I see God working and moving pieces in my heart but not how they connect. Continue reading


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Kite Strings

The very things that tie us down give us the freedom to soar like kite strings.  They are balance and tension between the concepts of life and reality.

Dreams. Visions. Goals – God driven ambition. Lofty ideas, concepts and philosophies that soar right into and from the gates of Heaven – slam into balance – painful. Hard. The day in and day out reality of character forming drudgery. Patience and waiting. Endurance. Growth. – The kite strings of the minute-by-minute details that allow for and are the working out of the dreams into realities. Continue reading


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Painful Growth

Grow. Equally synonyms with growth in my mind is pain. I’ve never grown without pain. It’s either a painful circumstance that humbles me and I grow from it, or it’s the pain of dying to self as I grow closer into the likeness of Christ. I have a lot of pain left to experience! The thing with painful growth lessons is you remember them. The clique “No pain, no gain” is even more true in the spiritual realm than it is the physical.

A close girlfriend once told me she thought I was addicted to pain. I laughed but since have realized it’s true. I’m addicted to pain, to growth. Why? Because that is where Christ is! Katie Davis sums it up well:

“I realize that the hard places are good because it is there that I gained more wisdom, & though with wisdom comes sorrow on the other side of sorrow is joy. And a funny thing happens when I realize this: I want to go to the hard place again. Again and again and again.”

Growth. Pain. Joy.

Do you shy from the hard places? From the pain that comes with growth? An other friend joked that he wished he could invent spiritual growth painkillers. Again I laughed, but then – should we take them? Wouldn’t we miss the growth that comes only through the pain?

I don’t like pain, but at the same time is missing out on the blessing of the intense fellowship with Christ that comes through the pain worth the temporary fix of the ‘pain killers’ we like to use? Continue reading


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No Expectations

We all plan against it. Fear it. The unexpected, unknown, and most often the unwelcome. But yet isn’t that life? The most meticulous planner can’t control the unexpected in life as much as they try. If they could it wouldn’t be unexpected.

What if we embraced the unexpected instead of fearing it? Embraced a philosophy of no expectations? I’m not saying no standards to hold people too – God knows where our society is because of that, but no expectations on the Lord, and the ones we love and how we love? No one can meet all of our expectations and so we constantly battle a little disappointment and frustration even if it is subconscious. We want what we want, when we want it, and we want to control it. We want the Lord to move, but we want it our way.

How much more joy and gratitude would we have for the Lord and life if we just let the Lord work? Expect the unexpected with God. Expect Him to move, but not how He should move? Let go of the futile control and embrace adventure. We’re on this ride of life whether or not we want to be, so stop fighting and start enjoying!

Loving with no expectations is what Christ did and it’s there in that love that the unexpected happens. Instead we love people with preconceived biases of how they are going to act and we try to tell the Lord how to move in our lives.

Lets live a day with no expectations and see what freedom the unexpected brings!

5 Minute Friday Prompt. Word – Unexpected
. 5 minutes of unedited writing simply for the joy of it! Come join the fun and link up your blog at The Gypsy Momma.
Thanks to Jolyn for teaching me about the unexpected. 🙂


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Signature of the Divine

“Sorry, I know I sound whimpy…”

“Haha, sorry, just got a little excited…”

“Sorry, I’m sorry that song makes me cry every time…”

“I’m sorry, I keep talking about him, he’s on my heart…”

Ever make excuses for the way you are? What you feel and how you look? Apologize for yourself to other people for doing nothing wrong? It’s like in your mind you aren’t reaching a standard – a standard that no one has actually set. If people were really sorry for the things they said, felt, or how behaved around other people they wouldn’t actually do those things. So they aren’t sorry necessarily, what they are really asking for is permission from the other person to act or feel a certain way. Acceptance.  A casual phrase you hear in everyday conversation stems from a much deeper context: we are afraid to be who we were made to be.

What “I’m sorry…” is really saying is “Wait! Let me pause the conversation, make an excuse for the way God created me, cause I don’t want to offend anyone by walking in confidence of the way He made me to be.” Perhaps confidence should offend, or more accurately challenge those around us? Who are the leaders among us? Who are the people making a difference?  They are the ones who are confident and unapologetic of who they are and what they stand for.  Continue reading