Wednesday, October 22, 2014

A Genuine Hero


“There is a genuine Hero in whom you can believe, who will never let you down. His name is Jesus Christ.” – Billy Graham

And we have seen and testify that the Father has sent his Son to be the Savior of the world.
1 John 4:14

For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through him.
John 3:17

Joseph, son of David, do not fear to take Mary as your wife, for that which is conceived in her is from the Holy Spirit. She will bear a son, and you shall call his name Jesus, for he will save his people from their sins.
Matthew 1:20-21




It's late


Don't laugh at me.

Looking up at the time in the righthand corner of my laptop, the time reads 5:19am. Not a practical time to be awake. It all started when I thought I had a midterm to study for when actually, I wrote down the date incorrectly in my planner. But after the amazing epiphany that I still have a week, my brain wouldn't slow up enough to make sleep seem logical. So I sat on the couch and starred out the window of my second-story apartment.

Have you ever stayed up, long after everyone else retires to their rooms? I've never known such a blessed stillness. Sometimes I stay awake late into the night just to revel in it.

I know that for some, silence is a form of torture. It can be a source of loneliness for me at times, but there are also times when I enjoy it.

At 5:00am, no one else is awake - somewhat like in that book, "The Night Before Christmas." I can hear birds outside on some nights; they make the prettiest sound (I never hear it during the day). Because no one else is asleep, my time is my own in the late hours of the night. I'd like to say that I enjoy having time to myself, not in a selfish way, but I'm one of those people who can't say, "no" when asked a favor. So after everyone else falls asleep, I can get all the other projects I have on MY to-do list done. But best of all... at 5:00am... I like to sit in the stillness and talk to God.

There was a worship song that was popular in the late 90's and early 2000's, it went something like this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JU4U8_wMdRs

In the secret
In the quiet place
In the stillness You are there
In the secret
In the quiet hour I wait
Only for you
'Cause I want to know you more

It was one of my favorite songs. I loved it. But now, as an adult, I suppose I understand it more than when I was a child. When I was a little girl, I would sing the words simply because I liked the melody. Now, when I hear those words, I think of 5:00 in the morning. 

God and I sit on my couch and I talk to him about my day, the things that occupy my mind, sometimes I pray for people, and forgive me, but I think he also helps me plot my novels at 5:00am. 

Tonight... today... whatever it its... I wrote some poetry. I love poetry. I also asked God about my life. Believe me when I say I'm a worry wart. Matthew 6 is my favorite passage. It has been ever since I graduated high school (funny to think that was actually a while ago now). I memorized it at one time. Every now and then I check myself to see how much of it I can still recite (not much, but bits and pieces have stayed with me). My favorite part is the verse about how if God takes care of the birds, then won't he also care for us? US - who are so much more valuable than a bird! I love that verse. 

So what about you? I'm a night owl through and through. Certainly I'll be dead on my feet tomorrow morning, but for now, I think it's worth it. Do you? When do you sit quietly? At night? In the mornings? afternoons? Have you ever attempted to take time alone? 

Just a thought,

Emily

Sunday, October 19, 2014

A Letter to the World

This is my letter to the world,

I'd like to ask a simple question. This has everything to do with what I believe, but you don't have to share my beliefs to understand what I'm asking.

Please, if you have any love for others, train your mind to think differently. 

When I was a child, I had a wonderful and dear friend. We spent hours together. And I should have known...

I had to be told later that not everything was so simple or easy in her life. In fact, something was horribly wrong and ITS NOT SOMETHING TO BE MADE FUN OF OR TAKEN LIGHTLY.

What happened breaks my heart to this very day... I should have known.

But it did, and now, it has given me a very different perspective on what is humorous and what is not.

I'm sure that every day you hear innuendo, or sexual jokes. I'm sure that at some level, the idea of sex is embarrassing or weird. So we laugh. Or the joke has something to do with a so-called "dirty" aspect of sex.

But please... please... please. Why is this something to laugh about? Why is this something we poke fun at? It's not funny at all. In fact, it's the most serious thing in the world.

Think about it... we live in a world that revolves around sex in some ways. Are you saving it? Who will you give it to? When did you give it up? How did you give it up? Did something happen to you? Who did you have kids with? How many people have you had kids with? Did you give a child up for adoption? Did you get an abortion? Did you get a girl pregnant? Are you unable to have children?

Sex is a big deal.

Based on my own beliefs and what I read in a book that I believe without question is God's word, sex is something holy. It's the union of two people. Even the psychology of sex points us to see that sex is something incredible. Something happens chemically, for better or for worse.

"for better or for worse..."

Honestly, it's that aspect of how sex effects us that makes me so uncomfortable when people joke about it.

Why would you treat something so holy as a joke?

Why would you take something that scarred a little girl and giggle about it?

That just seems wrong to me.

Truthfully, we live in a world that's far from perfect. The unthinkable happens all the time. It's reality. But for me, as a Christian, I'm not going to just go ahead and accept it. Why on earth would I settle for normalizing the distortion of something God intended to be holy?

So here it is... whatever I say... if you can pull a innuendo out of it, I didn't put it there. And you shouldn't put it there either.

And please... if you mind does think that way... my heart is breaking. I know that God is in the business of cleaning out hearts and changing minds. Don't settle for "normal." Ask God for the extraordinary. We are living out His kingdom here on earth. Let's start now by asking for his strength to do so.

In love,

Emily Bergstrom

Thursday, August 14, 2014

Preventing Frostbite

And I am no longer in the world, but they are in the world, and I am coming to you. Holy Father, keep them in your name, which you have given me, that they may be one, even as we are one. 12 While I was with them, I kept them in your name, which you have given me. I have guarded them, and not one of them has been lost except the son of destruction, that the Scripture might be fulfilled. 13 But now I am coming to you, and these things I speak in the world, that they may have my joy fulfilled in themselves. 14 I have given them your word, and the world has hated them because they are not of the world, just as I am not of the world. 15 do not ask that you take them out of the world, but that you keep them from the evil one.[a] 16 They are not of the world, just as I am not of the world.17 Sanctify them[b] in the truth; your word is truth. 18 As you sent me into the world, so I have sent them into the world. 19 And for their sake I consecrate myself,[c] that they also may be sanctified[d] in truth.


John 17 ESV

My dad used to say that as Christians, we are IN the world, but not OF it. Jesus said that before his arrest. It's a crazy idea to try and be inside of something without being affected by it. The mere thought scares a lot of Christians today, so we hide ourselves away in a safe little corner where supposedly, the world can't get to us and harm us. If only life worked that way. 

Reality is, we live in a broken world (Genesis 3) but lucky for us, He loves His creation too much to leave it that way (hence Jesus death and resurrection). And wow does He love us because he decided to involve us in spreading the news about the hope we've been given. And not just any kind of hope... hope that means "anticipating the fulfillment of a promise." That's not wishful thinking. 

But this presents a dilemma for a lot of us. The world is icky, so we want to avoid it, but we live in it and it's kind of impossible to share our hope with people who don't have it if we don't venture out into the ick. 

So what now?

I said my dad used to talk about being "in the world, but not of it," right? Well, he also used to tell a little story. 

When it's cold outside, most people are faced with two choices: you can stay inside and wait for the weather to change, or you can choose to go out and accomplish what you need to do. BUT, if you wander outside in the cold wearing shorts and a T-shirt, you're going to get frostbite. It's just a fact of life. So when you do go out, the appropriate thing to do is put on a jacket. 

INSULATION rather than ISOLATION. 

So here's the idea and its something I often struggle with: We are called to go and make disciples, which means getting uncomfortable and rubbing shoulders with the world. We are also called to show Jesus to the world by living out the Hope we have. So, while we are surrounded by hopelessness, we can't start acting like people without hope. Tough one. But God doesn't leave us to muddle through on our own. After all, Philippians 4:13 says that we can do all things through Christ who strengthens us. 

Where does that leave us? Stop hiding. Stop isolating yourself from the world. Trust God to keep you standing string when you face temptation, and show the world what Christ has done in your life so that they too will want the Hope that he offers. Ask God to equip you with the tools that you need so that you can prevent frostbite. 


Wednesday, August 6, 2014

I Am Feminine


There is a question rising up in our society. It’s a difficult one and EVERYONE seems to have an answer. Different brands of Christianity have approached the subject and handled it in different ways, but as for me, I’d like to share how I view the challenge of what it means to live out, “Biblical Womanhood.” I can’t promise I have the right answer, but I’ve done my research, and this is what I have learned.

Firstly, I focused my research on two passages from the Bible about conduct for women, and then researched the passage further. The first of which, was 1 Corinthians 14:24-35 which comments on women speaking in church. In my research, I came across an article by Andrew Spurgeon (not the infamous Charles Spurgeon). With his understanding of Greek, he explored the passage within its context. I am a huge fan of looking at the historical context of Bible passages. Now, this may have something to do with the fact that I love history, but when we study the Bible, its important to distinguish what is History, what is Law, and what is Prophecy. Sometimes, there is a mixture. But in his study, Spurgeon suggest that Paul, in his writing, is using what is called, “Permissive Imperative,” to address the women of Corinth. This means, in essence, that he allowed a behavior to continue.
“Women should remain silent in the churches. They are not allowed to speak, but must be in submission, as the law says. 35 If they want to inquire about something, they should ask their own husbands at home; for it is disgraceful for a woman to speak in the church.”
For the Corinthian women, it was embarrassing for them to speak aloud, interrupt or assert themselves. In this case, Paul MAY HAVE BEEN saying that if they felt that way, and it seemed respectful to them, then they ought to continue to listen, learn, and save their questions for later. (I will include a works cited list should anyone wish to read up on Spurgeon’s possible understanding of the passage).

Now, on the subject of submission, what on earth does that mean? Well, Merriam-Webster Dictionary defines, “Submission,” as: the state of being obedient/ the act of accepting the authority or control of someone else. Sounds a lot like something you might have heard in the Bible. But you probably never finished reading.

Something I find interesting is that God is a god of order and not of chaos. And to everything in His creation, He has attributed a structure… and all of it, He considered good. So take Genesis 2:20-24, But for Adam no suitable helper was found. 21 So the Lord God caused the man to fall into a deep sleep; and while he was sleeping, he took one of the man’s ribs and then closed up the place with flesh. 22 Then the Lord God made a woman from the rib he had taken out of the man, and he brought her to the man. 23 The man said, “This is now bone of my bones and flesh of my flesh; she shall be called ‘woman,’ for she was taken out of man.” 24 That is why a man leaves his father and mother and is united to his wife, and they become one flesh.”

This is what God created. In the image of Himself, He created them. Male and Female, He created them. And so, because we shouldn’t profane what God made good. Let’s proceed on the premise that God loves both men and women equally because they are His creation. But since God also created order, He has also paved the way for relationships.
But I want you to realize that the head of every man is Christ, and the head of the woman is man, and the head of Christ is God… man did not come from woman, but woman from man; neither was man created for woman, but woman for man. 10 It is for this reason that a woman ought to have authority over her own head, because of the angels. 11 Nevertheless, in the Lord woman is not independent of man, nor is man independent of woman. 12 For as woman came from man, so also man is born of woman. But everything comes from God. 1 Corinthians 11:3, 8-12
Husbands, in the same way be considerate as you live with your wives, and treat them with respect as the weaker partner and as heirs with you of the gracious gift of life… 1 Peter 3:7
“The wife does not have authority over her own body but yields it to her husband. In the same way, the husband does not have authority over his own body but yields it to his wife.” 1 Corinthians 7:4
 These three verses offer some interesting insight into what God created the relationship between women and men to be like. In Israeli culture, there is the rule of the firstborn. This is very much like the way Adam was created first, and in this, is the firstborn. As the firstborn, Adam inherits many privileges, but also many responsibilities. True, he is “in charge,” but he is also responsible to care for what he has been placed in charge of (1 Peter 3:7). And I love the way 1 Corinthians 11 not only describes men and women, but traces both back to God. Man is not sovereign. In fact, he answers to God. Then there is this beautiful reminder of men and women functioning together in 1 Corinthians 7. One might assume that the Bible makes man’s word over his wife law, but this passage suggests that they are making decisions together and not one without the other’s participation. Partners.

Now, realize that even partners must let one’s idea prevail over the other. But without one another, nothing can be accomplished. Take Ecclesiastes 4:9-12 for example, Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their labor: If either of them falls down, one can help the other up. But pity anyone who falls and has no one to help them up. Also, if two lie down together, they will keep warm. But how can one keep warm alone? Though one may be overpowered, two can defend themselves. A cord of three strands is not quickly broken.”

Let me explain myself very quickly, I’m not very passionate about feminism or women’s rights. However, I am disappointed in the way men have been trampled on in the process… “Boys go to Jupiter to get more stupider, Girls go to Mars to get more candy bars?” What is with this awful mantra? This said. I am in awe of the symbiosis of men and women functioning together in their fullest capacity, using their gifts and talents, and not tearing one another down. Neither outweighs the other.

The other passage I would like to take a look at is 1 Peter 3:3-5 which reads, 
Your beauty should not come from outward adornment, such as elaborate hairstyles and the wearing of gold jewelry or fine clothes. Rather, it should be that of your inner self, the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is of great worth in God’s sight. For this is the way the holy women of the past who put their hope in God used to adorn themselves.”
I mentioned earlier that different “brands” of Christianity have taken this verse to mean different things. Some, read it quite literally and choose to not wear any kind of jewelry, fancy clothing, and put their hair up in a very demure, uninteresting style. But when I read this verse, I am reminded of Romans 12:2, “Do not conform to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God's will is – his good, pleasing and perfect will.”

You see, in ancient Greece, it was the habit of the people to dress fashionably and decoratively in order to draw attention to their social status. With the case of Jewelry and fine clothing, this would mean the wealthy and the temple prostitutes. And so, by not dressing like them, the women were choosing not to associate themselves with the vanity of the rich and the immorality of the prostitutes, or in other words, “not conforming to the pattern of this world.”

And then of course, there is Matthew 6:19-21, “Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moths and vermin destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moths and vermin do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.” So why on earth try please men? As Paul said in Galatians 1:10, “Am I now trying to win the approval of human beings, or of God? Or am I trying to please people? If I were still trying to please people, I would not be a servant of Christ.”

Now, it does say in 1 Timothy 2:9-10, “I also want the women to dress modestly, with decency and propriety, adorning themselves, not with elaborate hairstyles or gold or pearls or expensive clothes, but with good deeds, appropriate for women who profess to worship God.” Modesty can also refer to the word, “clean.” After living in their “work clothes” all week, it was appropriate for the people to change into clean clothes before going to worship.

So, this does NOT MEAN that women ought to avoid nice clothing altogether, but that they shouldn’t seek to gain the approval of men by what they wear, but rather, dress cleanly, and place value on how God thinks of you, not people.

So how was that for a short cruise through womanhood? And if all else fails, go to Proverbs 31. I love that passage. Here is a woman who is loved by her husband, respected by her children, wise, creative, hardworking and an ENTREPRENEUR of all things! She’s a businesswoman.

Personally, I think that God will use you in how he has gifted you. Not all of us are cutout to be entrepreneurs. I’m not. But I would really love to be a wife and a mother someday. Writing is my passion… I believe God has a use for that.

So don’t be the lazy, wicked servant in Matthew 25. Put what you have been entrusted with to work for God’s glory. If you submit yourself to God’s will, He will use you and bless you.

But also remember what Paul wrote in Romans 14, “whoever has doubts is condemned if he eats, because the eating is not from faith. For whatever does not proceed from faith is sin.” So if your sister in Christ feels that she is sinning by venturing beyond her conservative lifestyle, then do not pressure her to exchange her dress for a pair of pants. By this, you are causing her to stumble. Let her read and learn for herself so that she may live her life in faith, trusting that what she does is pleasing to God.



 Spurgeon, Andrew B. "Pauline Commands And Women In 1 Corinthians 14." Bibliotheca Sacra 168.671 (2011): 317-333. ATLA Religion Database with ATLASerials. Web. 31 July 2014.



Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Cups


I walked into a large ballroom with a friend by my side.

It was dark and beautiful, lit from the ceiling and wonderfully crowded. Most of the guests had already settled in and grabbed a cup of the punch. But as my friend and I walked about the room, something began to seem off. At a closer look, I figured it out.

Every guest had a glass of punch, but some had a tall cup and some had a short cup. In addition, some had a long, pink straw and some had a short, orange straw.

I began to watch as the people in the room moved about. Those with a short cup and a short straw roamed about thirsty, constantly returning to refill their glasses.

Those with a tall cup and a taller, pink straw lasted the night,

I turned to my friend to see if he noticed the same thing. With a sad sort of smile, he directed me towards the kitchen. There, in a corner, stood a friend of my, looking very distressed over her cup and straw.

"I'm so thirsty, always thirsty." She said.

"Here," I reached for her empty cup." She handed it over to me and I left to refill her cup for her. When I returned, she took the cup and immediately began to drain her glass once again. I held my own cup close to my chest, tapping the rim and feeling sorry for her.

Then I was amazed. The strangest of things occurred.

My friend drained her glass within moments, but still she sucked on her straw. I looked down at my own tall cup and watched as the contents began to diminish until it was almost depleted.

Even still, she seemed insatiable.

I couldn't let such a tragedy continue. Taking her cup and exchanged it for one of the taller glasses and plunked her straw back into her new glass. She smiled and began to sip.

Watching her, I felt felt some relief, thinking I had solved her problem. But as she sipped, her short little straw rapidly sapped up all that it could reach, and she couldn't even begin to drink what remained. Then I saw why the pink straw had to be paired with a tall cup. And together, we exchanged her short straw for a taller one.

She drank and was satisfied.

Sunday, May 18, 2014

Blink And You Miss It

the older I get, the faster time passes. Sometimes I can hardly believe high school was two years ago already (I know, anyone who's going to their 10 year reunion or more laughs at a measly 2 years). But thinking about the passing time, I started to really remember what high school was like for me - how I remember it and how I wish I remembered it. I have a different perspective now, being on the other side. But trust me... don't wish the years gone. Blink and they're gone. You can't go back. You can't change things. All that will remain are the memories. Do what you can to make the most of the days ahead of you and trust that God will be faithful.

To my wonderful friends... whether I know you or not... who are still in high school, I want you to know that two years isn't so much that I don't remember all the craziness of being 14, 15, 16, 17 (I started college right after I turned 18).

When I am sitting alone bored in my dorm room, I love to watch HS drama shows. They make me laugh because they are so ridiculous. But then... when I was a sophomore in high school, I remember sitting with my group of friends, rolling my eyes at the petty cheerleaders, avoiding the band geeks, envying the pretty girl who sat on the lawn twenty yards away with her football player boyfriend and all the while wishing my friends wouldn't be so dramatic about everything that was going on. Funny how those TV dramas aren't really too far off.

But on the inside, I just felt really overwhelmed and misunderstood. I was a mess of emotions and I was so frustrated because no one but my friends really tried to understand what I was saying - so I thought. Maybe my parents thought they understood, but I used to get so mad whenever I tried to explain, couldn't quite word my feelings correctly and then my parents would try and repeat back to me what I said - getting it all wrong.

We used to have a tree swing out under a big oak in our back yard with heavy branches that somewhat closed it in. I used to go sit on that swing and cry my eyes out because even if my friends "understood" I still didn't tell them everything because they wouldn't have liked some of the things going through my mind.

Worse still... I was the "Christian Girl."

I didn't cuss, date, wear bikinis or short-shorts, have a cell phone, dye my hair... you name it. I wore jeans and t-shirts most of the time and I didn't have the slightest idea who lady gaga was. I was a JV softball player, 4.0 GPA, tutor girl. YUP. plus... I was shy.

I felt like no one got me.

I spent four-years wishing that some Christian guy would come along and fall in love with me. Or maybe some awesome, Christian friend would come into my life - maybe then I would have someone who FINALLY understood where I was coming from.

But you know what?

My life was pretty decent. First off - I wasn't a starving kid in Africa (#firstworldprobs)

And well... High School is probably the one point in your life where you have the most freedom. I wish that I had recognized that when I was 16 and moping around. I didn't have any bills to pay, I could go places without my parents, I had a little bit on babysitting income and my homework load wasn't so bad. I saw my friends everyday between classes and my Christian friends twice a week at youth group and church.

If I went back... honestly, I don't think I would be able to change all the hours I spent crying on that swing or into my pillow on my bed. That life... that's High School. I just want you guys to know that you're normal. Even if no one can really get inside your head and understand what's plaguing you - we were all somewhere similar once upon a time.

Just don't blink and miss it.

Treasure this... even if it seems hard. God will see you through. He's faithful and good. Trust him and savor the time you're given. You won't always have this.

The day I graduated high school, all of a sudden, I missed everything that was coming to an end.

So treasure this.

Keep hanging on.

Hugs,

Emily