Saturday, December 5, 2015

How Terrorists Help My Faith

These past few weeks, I've come to the realization that terrorists are helping my faith.
Terrorists, by definition are, those who use violence and intimidation in the pursuit of political aims.

Islam is a really neat religion. Islam has five pillars of faith: Belief, worship, fasting, almsgiving, and pilgrimage.

I get challenged within my own faith so often, especially lately, because I have so many doubts, questions, and confusions, primarily about other Christians. Because I look at so many people who have the label of "Christian" and they don't look anything like Jesus. I think,"If Christianity were right and Jesus was real and able to conquer sin, Christians wouldn't pervert the Gospel" and "If people who claim to believe in the Gospel actually did, they would do life much differently".

Terrorism has given me some hope into Christianity, because I see another religion (Islam), which is a really beautiful religion and guided by kindness, charity, gentleness. And you have people, terrorists like those who are part of ISIS and al-Queda, who pervert the religion of Islam and say they are Muslim.

And somehow, I am able to separate terrorists from Muslims; I am able to see the difference between those who are actually practicing Islam and those who are perverting the religion and saying it's in the name of Islam. ISIS/ISIL, standing for Islamic State of Iraq/Syria, is an incorrect acronym. Because the Islamic State would look a lot different than resulting in terrorism, I would guess. In no way does terrorism from "radical Muslims" affect or skew my view of Muslims or the Islamic religion. In no way do I see any resemblance.

So how come it's so hard for me to have that differentiation with Christians? Maybe because it's more personal, since I subscribe to the Christian faith, maybe when I see "radical Christians" it hits more at home?

Terrorists help my faith because I realize all faiths, all people groups, have "radicals" and not in the good way (Because, arguably there is a good way to be radical). Terrorists help my faith because I see a vast difference between true Muslims and....those who say they are Muslim and perpetuate terrorism. It's really easy for me to not generalize the acts of terrorism to all those who are Muslim.

But it's hard for me to not generalize the acts of "radical Christians" to Christianity and ultimately, to Jesus. I look at terrorists and I realize that if I believe that terrorists don't represent Islam, then it's reasonable to assume that "radical Christians" don't represent Jesus. It's reasonable to assume that Jesus doesn't look anything like "radical Christians". And it's reasonable to assume that those Christians who pervert the Gospel aren't representing the Gospel, they are representing their own agenda.

So I look at al-Quada and ISIS and I think they're terrorists who use the Islam faith as a springboard for their own agenda and aren't actually submitting themselves to God and that helps me to look at Christians who use the Christian faith to springboard for their own agenda and aren't actually wholly in love with Christ.

I do believe Jesus is real and I do believe He conquered sin. And I believe those who have submitted themselves to the I AM and fully repented and allowed Jesus to be the King of their life and spent time with Him and grew in their faith and talked to Him and believe that He did die and rose again and believe that He has endless and boundless grace and agape love, that they wouldn't pervert the Gospel and they would do life differently.

I think these thoughts are right: "If Christianity were right and Jesus was real and able to conquer sin, Christians wouldn't pervert the Gospel" and "If people who claim to believe in the Gospel actually did, they would do life much differently".

If someone says they are Muslim and their actions result in terrorism, I don't believe them. Likewise, if someone says they are Christian and their actions result in hurt, anger, judgement, or despair to others, I don't believe them. Because terrorism doesn't represent Islam and meanness doesn't represent Christianity. 

Thursday, November 26, 2015

11/21/15, My Journal

11/21/15, My Journal
I love the mystery and beauty in God. Such an amazing, gracious, abounding Savior. What a Savior, to come and say, "You. You matter. You're worthy. Here's grace." What a Savior to come and take on the weight, shame, guilt of the world and offer forgiveness. This Savior longs to save the world. This is a Savior who says to care about all people, amazing people, humble people. Who says to offer compassion, love, support for all. Who says, you have resources--use them to love graciously. That is why you are here. 

Thursday, September 17, 2015

People are Amazing

And so is Google. I love Google so much. They are currently matching donations, 1:1, up to $11 million US dollars, 100% of the funds, to go towards helping the refugees. In less than twenty minutes, more than $20,000 has been donated (I keep refreshing, it's super cool seeing the numbers go up).

If I'm being honest, I donated just a little. And then I thought..Ashley, this is why you have money. So I did more. Sometimes, I have to give myself reminders and little nudges...Ash...you have money to serve people. You have money to give to others. You have money to make life better for other people. 

Oh, yeah. 

Thursday, September 10, 2015

Money Commitment

With my money, I want to commit (at minimum, at this time):
  • Sponsor 1 child through Compassion
  • Make 1 Kiva payment every other week
  • Tip minimum 20% (under $15, 50%)
  • Actively pay off debt (car/student)
  • Pay all bills timely
  • Save for trip with friend

Sunday, July 12, 2015

I Don't Want to Help People

Confession: I don't really want to help people. That's not my mission or life goal.

I want to be in a position where I can be part of the celebration of people.
At my old job, we had these called "hope stories". At the beginning of every formal/informal meeting, someone shared a hope story and we had to constantly send them in. And for whatever reason, I hated them. I like hope, I like stories, yet I hated these hope stories. As I thought more, I realized it's because they weren't told in a way that highlighted the strength of the persons who came, but rather said, "look at this broken person who came to us and we helped them". All the hope stories did was elevate us as better than those who came to us for help. And that's when I started to realize I didn't want to help people in the normal sense of the phrase.

I'm not a social worker to help people. I'm not doing my job to help people. I'm here because I believe in people. I believe in the strength and resiliency and dignity of people. I can "help" people in realizing that. But the individuals I work with help themselves. Below is one of my favorite posters. All I'm doing is handing out sticks. My job is to know the people I work with and hand them sticks, provide resources. They're doing all the hard work. People don't usually need help. They need someone to care and give them a stick.




When  I was in grad school, I was conflicted because I did believe in the phrase pull yourself up by your bootstraps, yet it seemed like my new role was to believe the opposite of that and I struggled with that cognitive dissonance. I had to figure out how to meld the two viewpoints together. And while I still believe in that phrase, I also believe that there are so many other steps before that and that's where my role is. 

Before you can "pull yourself up by your bootstraps" you have to know/have the following things:
  1. What bootstraps are
  2. How to use bootstraps
  3. Have boots on
  4. Know that you have boots
  5. Find/buy your boots if you don't have them
  6. Use your boots and move once you've "pulled yourself up"
With some individuals, they need support with all 6. Some just 1-2 of them. And that's my role. To identify which one(s) they need. Or maybe they just want to go barefoot or with another pair of footwear and figure out how we're going to do that.

It's not about me. It's about them. I don't think people need help. I think people need to know someone cares about them, believes in them, unconditionally supports them, advocates for them, is willing to meet them where they are at and sit in the discomfort, and cares enough to not let them stay where they are.

That's what I believe is my role and that's how I do my job. 

Saturday, June 13, 2015

Matthew

I spent most of my day reading the book of Matthew, from the Bible. Here are a few things I got from it:

  • Jesus raises the standard (Matt. 5:21-24)
  • Serve others and do more than they expect (Matt. 5:38-42)
  • Love more than expected. Include people. Get out of your own comfort zone and greet and engage with various people, who aren't like you. The world is big, be part of it. (Matt. 5:43-48)
  • Take time for people, without losing sight of your mission. (Matt. 9:18-26)
  • He doesn't need us, but he wants us. He desires for us to be part of His mission. (Matt. 10:1-17)
  • Jesus respects other cultures/customs (Matt. 17:24-27) 
  • When earnest questions are asked, He responds (Matt. 13:36-37)
  • We are all invited to the Kingdom, and we all have a choice if we want to accept or not. If we choose yes and go, we have to know the cost. And we have to be prepared for that cost. (Matt. 22: 9-14)

To Be Known

The kind of person I want to be known as:

  • Someone who takes time to really see and know people
  • Someone who believes people are worthy of love and belonging
  • Someone who is willing to take time for others
  • Someone who adores and worships Christ, the Messiah
  • Someone who spends money to better the world, other people, self