It’s Monday and I’m back at work: wiping rumps, wiping counters and sending emails to clients.
But my mind and my heart are still in a crowded old Denver coliseum where Beth Moore spoke Friday and Saturday.
If you know me, you know I am a huge fan of Beth Moore. I’ve done her studies, seen her twice in person and once on a simulcast, and I am going through her new study, Children of the Day with a darling group of friends this summer.
I think the real reason I love Ms. Beth is that her love for women comes across like electricity. It’s powerful. Its zaps you, in a good way. Beth has made it her life’s work to serve women of all ages and places. Her words and her efforts point me to Jesus, over and over again. Her works points me back to the Bible until I am filled up with the Word.
I sat under her teaching this weekend and I was struck again how she can simply drill down to the basics. Early on Friday evening, she invited us to bring whatever we were dealing with and carry it to Jesus this weekend. Not to set it outside the coliseum; not to pretend our yuck didn’t matter. I felt this collective sigh go up from the women around me. Because, really, that’s what we want to do, isn’t it? We want to show our real selves and say, “This hurts. This is killing me. I can’t take this pain all by myself.”
And if we do that, if we take the step of revealing our authentic self, what if we are rejected, laughed at or worse, ignored? We know this is the chance we take.
But sweet Beth told us to drag our real selves to the “one and only God who delivers.” It’s Jesus. Jesus is the One and Only.
We unpacked our theme of “The One and Only” (John 1:14) and all of Beth’s points (she had six to underpin the message) resonated with me. But there is one I keep coming back to: “He is the one and only source of our sustainable stability.”
I reflected this weekend that instead of relying on Jesus, the only source of our sustainable stability, I like to place my trust in things like the fickle publishing industry; my house and my redecorating plans; and financial stability. You might call these my false “one and only’s.” They are things that I look to for reassurance and stability.
This weekend, I sketched in the margin of my Living Proof Live booklet all of the reasons my go-to “one and only’s” were pretty sucky:
> I can get a book published and it falls flat. Or I can get a book published and everyone vomits on it. Or, I never publish a book again. Unstable. Unsustainable.
> When one decorating project is finished, another clamors to take its place. I am never satisfied, and I can pout because I lack a houseful of 12″x24″ gray-washed porcelain driftwood plank flooring. (I just made that example up.) Unstable. Unsustainable.
> Every scrap of savings that normal middle-class people like us tend to accumulate could be taken away by an accident or illness. Lack of clients. Slowdown in sales. No amount of money keeps me “safe.” Unstable. Unsustainable.
Contrasted with the The One and Only, our faux “one and only’s” are just pathetic. We all have them—the things we run to instead of God. They don’t satisfy. They fail us. Or even damage us. They lie to us. They storm around our heart yelling, “Love me alone!” But after this weekend, and my time spent with Jesus, my One and Only, those voices are stilled today. I am listening to the One who is there, always and forever.
“The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. We have seen his glory, the glory of the One and Only, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth.” John 1:14, NIV84