It’s HARD Living by the List

It took me over two years to realize that I had an acronym staring me in the face.

The book of Romans . . . I printed it out so that I could highlight sections and color code words and draw arrows and fill the margins with question marks and write cross references and draw pictures of stick figures . . . When I was studying through it, then—asking the Lord to make the book fresh to me, to strip away preconceived notions of what everything “had to mean,” and show me what it really meant-—it was then that many important Christian Life truths throughout the book began to crystallize. And I began to understand that Paul was refuting the concept of Living by the List. And he was describing three . . . no, it was four . . . reactions to it. This was immensely important to me, because I grew up Living by the List.

I’ve blogged about List Living before, most significantly  here and here and here and here and here and here and here. But it’s what happens to people when they think their lives should be lived that way, that’s what’s HARD.

Hypocrisy and self-satisfaction (Romans 2). You make your list outward, superficial, easy to keep, and actually, fairly short. My list growing up consisted of what I didn’t do–I didn’t drink or dance or go to movies or play cards. And what I did do–I wore my skirts to my knees when everyone else was wearing miniskirts. It was clear that I was better than everybody else.

Apathy. You look at the List  a little more realistically maybe, and decide it’s impossible and eventually, though you may still go through some outward motions, you give up and turn your attention elsewhere. TV? Sports? Shopping?

Rebellion. You watch the hypocrisy, maybe you even practice it yourself for a while, and it makes you sick. You upchuck the whole thing.

Discouragement and depression (Romans 7). If you as a List Liver start taking the Christian life more seriously and even actually read the Bible, if you just focus on the To-Dos, this is the inevitable result. This was me when I was a little older because I could never repay Jesus, I could never speak to every lost soul I encountered, I could never, never do enough. Heavy and heavier burdens. A curious mix of Hypocrisy and Discouragement.

One church in particular, a Reformed Baptist church, helped crystallize this concept in my thinking. I knew that many of the people in that church were on anti-depressants. The young people were going astray at an alarming rate. The pastor, a man highly exalted for his eloquent preaching, was ultimately arrested for embezzling. The Reformed Baptist List looks different from the Lists of my past (no activity on Sunday!), but it’s an Outward Holiness List just the same.

But our Savior Jesus nailed the List to His cross (Colossians 2:14). He died to accomplish all the Law (ceremonial, civil, and moral, an artificial distinction that the Bible never makes) and to fulfill His own List in us very naturally, as we have faith in Him and receive His love. And His list plays out not in self-righteous outward actions, but through the power of His Holy Spirit in justice, mercy, truth, faith, and love.

His commands are accomplished naturally in me as He loves me, as I love Him, and as He loves others through me. The burden to DO is lifted. The HARDness is gone. This is true Holiness in Christ.

Reflections on my fifty-fifth birthday

I owe a debt of gratitude to Gregg Harris.

My younger friends may not know who he is, but back in the earlier days of homeschooling, when Joshua Harris was just a child, his dad Gregg was a mover and shaker in the world of homeschooling. Writing books. Speaking at homeschool conventions.

Gregg produced a seminar called “The Seasons of Life.” At a crucial time in my own life, I listened to that seminar. I’m thankful that I listened to it not in the middle of the dizzying overload of a homeschool convention, but on cassette tapes in the quiet evenings of my own home when my little ones were asleep and I was trying to organize my kitchen that never seemed to quite get organized.

As a visionary, I had so many things I wanted to do for God. Pretty much every brilliant idea that popped into my head, I wanted to do it. Every urgent need that I saw around me, I wanted to fulfill. Every compelling speaker I listened to, I wanted to be like. Every inspiring writer, I wanted to emulate. So much to do for God. So little time.

And here I was, at home raising my children and teaching them and trying to keep a house that I didn’t quite know how to keep. I knew, I KNEW it was the right thing for me to be doing, and I didn’t want to stop doing it, but I wanted to do everything else at the same time.

Gregg poured some perspective into my life, reminding me that the things I dreamed about doing didn’t need to be done all at once. God generally runs our lives in stages, usually around three or four of them: growing up and getting educated, raising our children and working a business, and finally, reaching out in a wider way to others, through the church and community. Of course there’s overlap, there are exceptions, but generally that’s the way it works.

It seems so obvious to me now, but at the time I had never thought about it.

Listening to this Seminar made a difference in my heart. I became content. I waited, and I prepared. I set a goal of the age of fifty for being a Ready Woman. Ready for what? Well, I was pretty hazy on the specifics, but whatever ministry the Lord had for me. So in the intervening years while I was raising my children and teaching them, I sought diligently to know the Lord, and to grow in Him, and to reach out to the people God set before me.

God still sets people before me, and that’s always extremely exciting and a tremendous privilege, but now, as I’m approaching the end of my child-raising years, I have the delightful opportunity to turn my attention more fully to writing and speaking.

Not exactly in the way I had anticipated. (Strange as it may seem, there was a time when I thought that someday I would speak on how to keep a clean house. If’ you’ve walked through my house, you may feel free to guffaw heartily.) But, rather, in a way that is exactly perfect for what He has called me to do. Storytelling and speaking to inspire and encourage and challenge Christians. And, to my joy, writing missionary books, one of my formerly back-burner dreams.  Those are the opportunities He has so graciously brought to the forefront of my life.

There’s more, much more, that He’s doing even right now. And I know there’s even more ahead. Some of it seems cool and exciting, and some of it daunting and maybe even a little scary-looking. But His Spirit goes before. He prepares the way, as I keep in mind that the most important things in life are the things that are unseen.

And so I look forward to the unfolding Season of Life that’s ahead. And as I look, I’m filled with anticipation, and I’m filled with joy.