Angel of Faith

I saw my faith today. And I didn’t help him; didn’t ask what he needed – I just shooed him away.

I saw my faith today and I dreamt about him last night. In my vision he was strong and confident, handsome and smiling at me. He was sitting on a bench as if waiting for the bus. I smiled and said hello. And when I turned again to point him out he had gone away.

I saw my faith today and I know it was him. In my lament the day before I had asked to see my faith just as Jesus had seen from those he’d healed. It was not ironic that he should appear today when I’d only just asked of him yesterday.

I saw my faith today and I didn’t even recognize him until it was too late.

He laid on my lawn, face to the fence, disheveled and a bit mismatched. Glasses covered his eyes from the light but not any light that shined from me. I told him my lawn was not the place to be. “Ok,” he said. “Ok?” I asked. “Yes, I’m Ok,” he replied and still I let my light hide.

I saw my faith today and regretted I’d left him once I got about a block away. I turned to return and ask how I could help or ask of his need. But when I was back my faith was nowhere to be seen.

I saw my faith today and I know it was him. I had asked to see where my faith lacked, and when I had the chance I forgot to ask and it was too late by the time I came back.

I saw my faith today and if he was just a bum, I met him not with love but instead with fear. I didn’t even ask of God to listen to what He would have me hear.

I saw my faith today and treated him with disgrace. If compassion had prevailed I would have treated him with God's sufficient grace.

I saw my faith today and gave him no compassion for his strength. My faith is weak and wanting and my fear keeps him from growing and showing what he’s capable of. I canceled his chance to do what he could, if I would have just show a little bit of love.

I saw my faith today and in my fear, I didn’t listen and couldn’t hear. And when I could have helped; could have given him increase, instead I sent him away.

Dear Faith, come back and if you will, with compassion I will generously add to your lack. And if I see my faith again someday – oh, Faith – Dear Faith, I pray; next time I’ll not send you away.

CONDEMNATION

Romans 8:1: "There is therefore now no condemnation to them which are in Christ Jesus, who walk not after the flesh, but after the Spirit."

Really? Well, there shouldn't be. At least not amongst ourselves. If there is no condemnation to those who are in Christ Jesus, why then do so many believers suffer such condemnation - especialy and mostly from other believers?

It's like when my mom would tell me to let my son do something I had already told him he couldn't. When I complained to her that she'd never had let me when I was his age and how could she go against my word - she told me that her father had done it to her and she didn't like it either.

As for the church, this situation is definitely not at all like dealing with a 4 year old and a grandmother handing out candy. No, in the church we're talking about what seems to be a public flogging - not for sin, but perhaps for disobedience or a misunderstanding, rumors, cliques or a bad message from a new minister. And in this public execution the convicted is given no trial, no defence and no opportunity for explanation. And not only that, the accused must take it without flinching, expression or complaint, I might add!

It's as if our church leaders and elders have suffered such condemnation themselves that they feel it is their duty and obligation to pass the buck.

Well, the buck stops here!

As a manager at AT&T (and a good one, I might add), I didn't much care for the trickle down theory. So long as my team was doing their job (and doing it it well, I might add), then whatever mess upper-management wanted me to harrass my team with, stayed right with me and they never heard it. Some management techniques are just unnessary in order to get the best out of your team.

Wouldn't it be nice if it were mandatory for Pastors and church leaders to attend the same management courses I did?

I think perhaps they hold on to Titus 1:13: "This witness is true. Wherefore rebuke them sharply, that they may be sound in the faith;" as a justification for being harsh. But this scripture in Titus, let's not forget, is talking about the "many unruly and vain talkers and deceivers, specially they of the circumcision: Whose mouths must be stopped, who subvert whole houses, teaching things which they ought not, for filthy lucre's sake."

And so, if you go this route, be sure of it's usage, I might add - because, what goes around comes around... or in more biblical terms, you reap what you sow.

Or maybe the leaders are kind-of partial to a scripture in 1 Timothy chapter 5 as their justification. Verse 20 says: "Them that sin rebuke before all, that others also may fear." I get the rebuke before all part - but still, this scripture is talking about sin, people! And the bible is clear about what sin is. And, last I checked not being decent and in order is not listed as a sin.

Now, don't get me wrong I am not in anyway advocating disobedience amongst the church leadership. The bible does say to do things decently and in order and so that is what we must do. And there are requirements of leadership that are expressed in God's word that must be adhered to. Leadership must provide a specific example and must be accurate in their teachings and most not fall prey to spirits of gossip, lying or deception. Duh, sounds obvious to me.

But what seems not to be so obvious within the church, is how best to deal with such common needs of correction (that exist within and outside of the church, I might add).

But gee, I seem to remember a scripture about going to an individual first and if they don't listen and repent, then go before the church, then take it to the leaders. Hhmm...

Listen, all lessons are for the greater good - without a doubt. But some lessons are to learn what to do and others are to learn what NOT to do. All I can say is I know what I will NEVER do.

Never have, never will. The buck stops here - for me, there is and will not be any condemnation (at least not publicly) for them that are in Christ Jesus - and under my leadership, I might add.

Power, love & peace, People!
~Min. Dez

CONFESSIONS OF A CONFIDENT COLOR

Once I was blue like the color of covered up confidence or lack thereof, dreaming of love with a song and a sigh – not when doves, but when young girls cry. I didn’t know why I was longing and aching, making up dreams and faking life at the seams; a facade of me and pretend identity, confidence un-true, like that deep indigo blue is just a weak purple wannabe. I was striving to be like a royal purple princess – you know the rest, trying to be different like everyone else. Instead plain and simple, I was just regular blue, sad and true.

Confessions of change… Color Change… the range of me.
Forget faking the funk that junk was getting old. And so I replaced -confidence not drawn but traced, with red like the color bold. Oh, my red was like a deep “come hither”, strong enough to make any man wither. My red was sassy or so I was told and to me that was confidence as good as gold. This was the life, I figured I had it made, I was in charge – everyone else had to meet my grade. Sharp and quick and a cutting wit, I was the snake - don’t get bit. Drip. When suddenly I quit. Dripped red like blood, straight from the cross - this life of bold, now old, no loss.

Confessions of change… Color change… the range of me.
Black: thick, not empty but full of lack – confidence and esteem, joy and the ability to dream. Like a ship with no one at its helm I was tossed by the storm and overwhelmed. Little and belittled, abused, not amused, mistreated and misused - never could I admit, with a ring and “I do” that that this was the black that I did choose. I found deaths’ sting within that ring, so I escaped the black and never looked back. I made easier living by forgiving the “x”, but shame changed to blame that I gave to God. There ain’t nothing blacker than that, right? Go ahead you all can nod.

Confessions of change… color change the range of me…
My color is new again after that long black night – now it is purple, bet you though it was white. No – that was after black days turned to grays like the haze of imperfection and an empty gaze. Not even new rays of the only begotten one could warm my heart once the gray had begun – blanching, and bleaching and blank like white - loving myself was too much like right. Self-forgiveness so hesitant and what tried to be confident, now like white, the color non-existent.

Confessions of change… color change the range of me…
Now here’s a little mix you may not know – excuse me for a moment if it messes my flow. But blue (like confidence un-true) added to red (the bold replacing confidence instead) makes purple you see, the purple that now is me. Add black (just a little is all you get) and if it doesn’t overwhelm you’ll get violet. Now add a touch of white and comes back the color purple, just like my life confidence has come full circle. Each color alone I might like to forget, but to do so would mean I would only reject – the portrait so skillfully painted and meant - to be. God had to mix all the colors you see to make this glory, royal beauty, God’s truly confident me.

I am a child of God – my father has given me a coat of many colors – the colors of confidence and love without hindrance. I am a child of God!

© 2008 Deidre Campbell-Jones

Living Visions

If you were to peruse the many lengthy posts, past the even lengthier permanent post and were able to some how piece together a chronology of truth, you might begin in April of 2008.

For two days I attended a Loral Langemeier business conference in Dallas, TX. NO ONE wanted to hear about my business choices: neither the business directory nor the "public speaking". They were steering me towards Graphic Design or some such thing.

Then upon meeting Loral I blurted out that I was going to be the Loral Langemeier of Christian Education. Good Lord! And my angst was more over saying such a dumb thing to Ms. Langemeier rather than where the heck did that come from?

But on the plane ride home I had my first ever vision and indeed did see myself speaking to masses of women. Women? Check out my non-profit and you'll see I've been primarily focused on teens! Where the heck did that come from?

So yes, I started that directory anyway and began researching the "public speaking" because I was going to do both, daggone it! And the directory led me to the Bishop who agreed immediately to be my mentor in "public speaking".

But still the vision persisted - and it grew! The details became clearer and crazier in my mind - but certainly clearer. And I kept them under wraps convinced I was nuts.

Then a prophet read my nutty thoughts and told them all back to me. Then the Bishop confirmed all those nutty thoughts and told them all back to me. Where the heck did all of that come from?

And so yes, I did my first speaking engagement at the Bishop's church - what a rush! I knew the Spirit of God had anointed me that night but still it was as if I was still saying, where the heck did that come from?

And I spoke again, and did a little something else, and I began teaching at the Bible College and I began pursuing a licence in ministry... hold up... yes, I did say minister's license. Now where the heck did THAT come from?

Somewhere along the way I had to admit that this was not just a career path and a really cool job - finally. Somewhere along the line I had answered and acknowledge just exactly where this was all coming from: God Himself.

I had been called. I had finally recognized the sound I had heard for so many, many years. Finally, every experience, every pain, every joy and every heart ache made sense - this was why: so that that I may be able to comfort them which are in any trouble, by the comfort wherewith I have been comforted of God. (2 Cor 1:4)

And I have had to transform myself through the renewing of my thoughts: I would like to be a minister; I am called to be a minister; I am working on becoming a minister; I am a minister elect; I AM A MINISTER of the Gospel of Jesus Christ!

And now I must admit I am still being transformed by the renewing of my thinking: The Vision.
Yeah, that one - way back in April.

It's time ya'll... it's 'bout time to begin. It's time to be about my Father's business. Just as prophecies are meant to be told, visions are meant to be lived...

SIGNIFICANT SIGNIFICANCE

Here are my hopes for my family, my friends and indeed all of mankind in the midst of today’s significance:

Whether you voted for “the guy” or not… No matter what your political party… No matter what your ethnicity or economic status or religious beliefs are… There is a particular and extremely significant significance to the events of today: The inauguration of our 44th President, Barack Obama.

And yes, part of it has to do with ethnicity – but only a part. And part of it has to do with economic status – but only a part. And again, some of it does have to do with religious belief – but only a part, and only perhaps for those who believe in God and in His Holy Word. And finally another small part does indeed have to do with our political parties.

I will start at the latter. You see, no matter whether you consider yourself Republican or Democrat, conservative or liberal, Independent, Moderate or other – there is no way Barack Obama could have been voted into office by just the Democrats alone. And with an 80+% approval rating – or some such thing – there is no way he could reach a number like that through just the Democrats alone. And so it seems his message of unifying the parties has already begun to come to fruition – and that is a fact that is significant. My hope is that it continues.

And you see, no matter what your ethnicity, race or nationality – there is no way Barack Obama could have been voted into office by just the African Americans, Hawaiians and citizens of Illinois all by themselves. And with that 80+% approval rating – or whatever it is – there is now way he could have reached those kinds of numbers with just the African Americans, Hawaiians and Illinois residents. And so it seems as if his message of unifying the American people regardless of ethnicity, race or nationality has already begun to come to fruition – and that is a fact that is extremely significant. My hope is that it continues.

And so, you see, no matter how much money you do or do not make, no matter how affected you are or are not by the current economic crisis, and no matter whether you might or might not be affected by any taxation changes Barack Obama may or may not make, approximately 80+% of Americans (no matter what their economic status is) have a hope that he will make significant changes to the current economy. And there is no way that number of 80+% - or something like that – could have been reached by just poor people with hope, unemployed people with hope or people who hope they won’t lose their houses. And since it seems that hope is very good for the economy – for example; hope can make the stock market soar and fear can make the stock market plummet – it seems as if his message of economic hope has already begun to come to fruition (at least if only in the hearts of the American people) – and that is very significant indeed. My hope is that his actions in office match the hope in many of our hearts.

And finally, you see, (for those of us who believe) that God does indeed ordain and/or choose the worlds leaders, that would have to include the “good” ones and the “bad” ones. The “bad” ones pave the way for the “good” ones and the “good” ones provide a foundation for the “bad” ones. One cannot be without the other preceding or following. And so whether you think the former administration was good or bad, and whether you think the new and current administration will be good or bad – the truth of the matter (to those of us who chose to believe) is that “ALL things work to the greater good of they that love the Lord.” And that is significantly significant indeed. My hope is that in all things – or at least 80+% (or somewhere around there) – Barack Obama (through the will of God) will succeed in all he hopes to do.

So whether he does or not, the significant significance of today is that I am included in about 80+% of the American people whose hope extends towards all mankind – whether you voted for the guy or not; no matter what your political party; no matter what your economic status; no matter what your ethnicity and no matter what your religious beliefs are or are not.

I wish you all happiness and hope and better days ahead for us all.

God bless you and may God continue to richly bless America.

© 2008 Deidre Campbell-Jones (aka – “Min. Dez”)