Thursday, April 28, 2011

Sabbatical Season Blog 2: Gold Pots

Around 1998, after we had been in Vancouver for a couple of years, the Lord began to call people out of ministry or their jobs and put them on hold. We thought first that it was a transition period that would last for a while and then He would put them back into active service. But some of our friends were “on the shelf” for 10 years!! Some were judged as being irresponsible. People didn’t understand!

At the same time, I was struggling with the renewal meetings that were happening our area. John and I led regular meetings at St David’s on Thursday nights that were a blessing to many. We attended meetings at friends’ churches as they had guest speakers, healing services and renewal meetings. I knew the Lord was doing something. It might not all have been the Lord, but a lot of it was, and I didn’t doubt that He was in it.

But I was getting beaten up in these meetings. I was watching as others were touched and getting “drunk” in the Spirit or “surfing in the river” or whatever else was going down at the time, but I was being untouched and I felt something must be wrong with me.

I took these two things to the Lord, and asked Him what was going on. Why wasn’t I being affected? What was wrong with me?? What was wrong with these others who were “doing nothing”?

He told me that there was nothing wrong with me or them, but that this was a “silver pot time”. We were “gold pot” people who were still in the back of the furnace being fired and purified for the “gold pot time”. He said gold pots were not better than silver pots, they just had a different function. Each pot, whether it be for taking out garbage or serving the finest of food, was important and necessary in its own way. We need them all! But what the Lord was doing right then was a “silver pot” work.

This was a time when people needed to be reminded of the Father’s love. We had forgotten that He was a joyful, loving Heavenly Father. Many people had lost their first love and the joy of their salvation. The Lord was restoring this through the playful fun of “jumping in the river” and getting “slain in the Spirit”. This would prepare them to go the next steps in their preparations as His Bride.

It wasn’t that I didn’t need some of that too! I sorely did! But the Lord told me that the “gold pot” people and I were for a different purpose, and the preparation was different.

Arthur Burk (www.theslg.com) says we have come out of the Ruler Season into the Mercy Season. As he described this season, I recognized my whole life! I have been a Mercy Season person living in a Ruler Season. No wonder my life made so little sense and I felt out of step with what was happening!

I have not talked about this with very many people in the past, nor am I writing this to talk about me. But I believe there are more “gold pots” out there!! Now that we have entered the Mercy Season, it is time for us to be brought out of the kiln and used.

I believe part of what the Lord is going to use gold pots for is to touch the hearts of the wealthy business world to show the Father’s love for them. Sometimes the church looks to the world’s wealthy and covets their money, “for the Kingdom” of course!! I know I have been guilty of that sometimes! I KNOW I could use their money more wisely than they do!!! But we have to have pure hearts and clean hands if we are to touch their hearts. We have to leave their pocketbooks and bank accounts as matters to be settled between them and the God who loves them and has an amazing plan for their lives!

I was sharing with a friend a couple weeks ago who I believe is a gold pot too. He told me that God was teaching him not to covet what others have. The Lord showed him what an amazing witness it would be when he did not look to them to meet his needs, but watched as God provided for him while he shared God’s love for them, no strings or coveting attached!

So often people who have a lot of material things can’t trust the people around them. They never know if people are there because of being a friend, or for what they can get from them.

Just this week I heard about a very wealthy man who would throw huge parties on his boat, spend millions of dollars, invite hundreds of people and then go off and sit by himself while everyone at the party had a good time at his expense. No one even seemed to notice that he was not there! He was extremely lost and lonely despite his millions!

I needed these conversations. The Lord wants me to stop looking to people to meet my needs too. This is hard when there is no income coming in. The temptation is to look at each envelope in the mail or each speaking engagement as a potential source of income, instead of looking to the Lord as your provider. Since these conversations, and traveling across the continent, God has been faithful. I have seen HIs provision, and have finally been able to let go and fully believe that God, in HIS time, not mine, will bring to pass everything He has promised.

And God is good! He confirms His word! We were praying for a friend’s business when suddenly, his intercessors began to pray for me and John. She had only met us that day, and knew very little of our current situation. She began to pray for a house for us. She used words that were significant to me and John that she could not have known. She prayed my heart’s desire. The more she prayed, the more I heard the voice of God in her words. He confirmed that He knew my needs and has a plan to work it all out for my good as I follow and obey His commands.

The Mercy season is a characterized by relationships. Everything we do will come out of relationship with God and those He calls us to work with or serve. Gold pots are made for such a time as this. We need each other because our destiny is bigger than we are.

If you are a gold pot person, take heart. You are not alone! God has hidden many of us away for this day, and He will begin to reveal us to each other. Keep your eyes on Him and your hearts soft towards Him. He will provide everything we need to accomplish all that He has prepared in advance for us to do, and HE will get all the glory!!

Our part is to shine like stars in the universe, as we hold out the Word of Life!! (Phil 2:15b-16)

Thursday, April 21, 2011


A Sabbatical Season Part 1: Homeless in Seattle

I am not comfortable with homeless people on the side of the road begging. I don't know where to look or how to think when I encounter them. I feel overwhelmed by the prospect of life on the street and not being able to "fix it" for them, bring them home and make them comfortable.

I used to be a missionary in the inner city of Saint John, NB and we had homeless kids that we took into our own home at the time, and in 10 of the 12 places John and I have lived, we have had people live with us who had no where else to go. So it is not like I don't care. I do.

So to BE a homeless person, has been hard to come to grips with and understand. I have worked hard and have played by the rules. I have been married to the same man for 32 years and we have raised 4 children. How is it that at this stage in my life, I have nowhere to call "home" and nowhere to unpack my belongings? And this is not the first time.

The first time I was homeless in Seattle, I lived in Tsawwassen, BC and "commuted" to Seattle to go to church where John was called to be the Rector of St. Luke's Episcopal. God had told me to look for an 8 bedroom house in which we could host people. It took me 2.5 months, but I finally found it, and we moved to Seattle.

We couldn't buy the house, so we rented for 2.5 years, and then the house sold very unexpectedly. With the help of friends, we managed to get all packed up. But there was nowhere to go. I thought perhaps the Lord would give us a house we could buy and call our own at that point, but instead, we "house sat" as one parishioner after another went on vacation. This lasted for 2.5 months as well.

The first place we were "homeless" in was a beautiful Cape Cod mansion on Highland Ave overlooking the whole of the downtown waterfront!! Even when I am homeless, I get to live like a King! So what is my problem?

I wonder if it is because I am a First Nations Canadian, Mi'kmaq (formerly known as Micmac Indians). As we know, every treaty made to the First Nations people in North America was broken. So I have real justice issues rolling around inside of me about land and home. Then I am only 3 generations away from being a slave! My grandfather was the first free-born member of my family. I have inherited from him a very strong sense of needing to be "free" that goes very deep in me. But there is also just as strong a need and desire to have a place of my own where I "belong". I have very little sense of belonging.

And if that isn't enough, I am a woman! That brings with it a whole set of needs to nest and nurture and have roots. I am getting old. Old people need a home! At least this old person does!! So maybe I can forgive myself if I am not thrilled to have no place to call my own.

So I am finding that the first lesson the Lord is teaching me during this Sabbatical Season is that I do have a home. Jesus is my home. It is a huge struggle to lay my homelessness at Jesus' feet, but the periods of time between when I set it down and pick it up again are getting longer as I stop looking at all that I don't have, and look at what I do have.

So many homeless people go to bed every night literally "on the street". Every night I have a roof over my head. These same people often don't have 1 let alone 3 meals a day. I have fat rolls to prove I don't miss many meals. I have 2 rooms full of "stuff" in storage. They might have a shopping cart full of belongings. I have a Heavenly Father who loves me, knows me by name, has a plan and a purpose for my life, and will bring it to completion. So do they, but they don't always know that. Maybe that is what God has been trying to help me understand. When you don't have the stability of a home, a base from which to operate, it is hard to do the normal things that we take for granted like keeping a job or staying healthy.

Jesus, I pray to see people as You see them. Give me compassion and love for the situations they are in. Show me how I can bless them and love them, even when I can't change or fix their situation. But above all, let me be thankful that I am not really homeless because You are my home. Amen.

I Will Bring You Home by Michael Card

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bXt-qSD6JSw


Though you are homeless, though you're alone, I will be your home, Whatever's the matter, whatever's been done I will be your home

I will be your home,I will be your home, In this fearful, fallen place I will be your home

When time reaches fullness, when I move My hand, I will bring you home Home to your own place in a beautiful land, I will bring you home

I will bring you home, I will bring you home From this fearful, fallen place I will bring you home, I will bring you home

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