healing

On Speaking the Truth

/ Kimberly Gordon / 1 Comment

Are you ever afraid to say something for fear of being wrong? I am. It feels like there’s so much pressure in our culture right now to stay silent, or to say something so generalized that you’re not really saying anything at all. Truth has a bad rap, because heaven forbid you offend someone by speaking something true for you that isn’t true for them. We have this mindset that there isn’t any universal truth anymore. And for sure no spiritual truth. Like, maybe I see that as a tree, but you say it’s a mountain. Or I see a woman, made in God’s image, but you see a cat. Or what if I say I believe Jesus is the only way to have a relationship with the true God? And not just that I believe that, but that it’s the Truth. Would you say that’s fine for me but not for you? OR that’s fine but that I shouldn’t push my beliefs (merely by speaking them) onto someone else? Are we not allowed to speak our minds anymore? Say what’s on our hearts? Are we not allowed to call people to repentance, or call brothers and sisters to account? Some days I feel like I’m going crazy when I look at our world, when I think of relationships I have, even with believing friends, and I think How can you believe what the Bible says and hold these beliefs about the world? 

And, to be bolder, Black lives do matter. Do you know what else matters? Every other life. Of every other skin color. And those forming in the womb, at any stage. Removing a living baby from the womb and killing it is wrong. 

I’m tired of the fear of man being allowed to control how I speak, and that I stop myself from forming or speaking a full thought in order to not offend someone. I need to speak the truth, because that is what God has called me to. But more important than writing it here, or on social media, is the willingness to speak the truth in conversation, especially with people who don’t agree with me, so that we can work to understand one another and still have relationship. 

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Let’s stop this awkward silence. Let’s stop not talking about everything we don’t agree with with people. If we don’t, pretty soon we won’t talk to each other at all, and that’s exactly what our spiritual enemies want: for us to live isolated rather that in real relationship and community that God made us for. 

Deconstructed

/ Kimberly Gordon / Leave a comment

If you’ve ever gone through a season where you feel like who you are, like everything you believe, is being taken apart, piece by piece, and laid out in what seems like a broken mess, you know how painful it is. 

There are times when we’ve lived in something so long, God has to take us apart to get it out. Like a knife or a watch that needs a complete going over, sometimes He takes us gently in hand, and undoes every piece, looking it over, fixing what’s broken, cleaning things out, before putting us back together in even better working order. But during that process, of feeling ripped apart, of feeling unmoored with nothing to hold onto, it’s easy to forget it’s a process that won’t last forever. It’s easy to forget Who’s handling us. It’s easy to get lost in fear, doubt, hopelessness, depression, and be stuck in anger and bitterness, especially when that process lasts longer than we want it to, or think we can handle. 

But, if you’re there, or you’ve been there and lost sight of what God was doing and got stuck, turn back. Remember who you are. Remember who your Father is. Open your hands and heart and decide to trust Him with the work. Let Him finish what He’s started in you. 

The Lord reveals our brokenness to us to bring healing, not hopelessness. Decide to release what’s broken to Him instead of clinging to the brokenness and pain like it’s your identity. It isn’t. 

Wholeness is your identity. Healed is your identity. Holy is your identity. Free is your identity. 

To live in the truth, we have to decide to let Him finish the cleansing and the healing, to trust Him with the pain of it, the mess of it, and let Him put us back together, more fit for the work He made us to do.