Archive for the ‘My Faith Zone’ Category

posted by | on My Faith Zone | 5 comments

Today is our National Day of Prayer.

There was a time when advance notice would be posted all over the place.  You’d read about it in the newspaper, hear about it on the news.  That’s changed in the last few years, and more’s the pity.  But it doesn’t mean that you and I can’t spread the word and join the voices of the others who are determined that this day not fade into obscurity.

That’s how these things work, you know.  Focus is diminished and awareness fades away and then later the matter returns but in a different form.  We’ve seen that attempted already with taking our National Day of Prayer and making it a national day of service, a national day of reason and several other substitutions.

I don’t object to days of service or reason; we sorely need both.  But no service or reason is an adequate substitute or can, in my humble opinion, do as much for our nation or us as a people as prayer.

We’ve been through some difficult years and there are more challenges on the horizon.  This is no time for us to grow weak or forgetful and it’s certainly no time to feint.

Many who read my blog do not pray.  Many we all know do not pray.  But those of us who do pray know the power of prayer, and so we must be diligent.

I’m reminded of a time a friend was so mired down in challenges, he said he didn’t think he could pray anymore.  I told him not to worry; that I’d pray for both of us until he caught his breath and could do so on his own again.  That’s, I believe, the kind of attitude we need to have about this.  To pray for ourselves and for those who for reasons of their own feel they can’t pray or choose not to do so.  The Bible says where two agree, it’ll be done.  That if we turn to Him, He’ll heal our land.

We’re enough.

I’m often asked about the state of our nation and what one person can do.  There are a lot of options, of course.  Yet hands down the best and most effective and most potential good that any or all of us can do is to pray.

And so today, on this National Day of Prayer, my hope is that those of us who do pray and believe in the power of prayer will do so.  Our nation sorely needs it.  Our people sorely need it.  We sorely need it.

Blessings,

Vicki

posted by | on My Faith Zone | No comments

The Line Between Fair and Foolish

 

Sometimes in writing books for others to read, it’s hard to find the line between fair and foolish.  Actually, sometimes the line is as clear as a sunny day but most often, it’s just as murky as the muddy Mississippi after a hurricane.

 

We think, as writers, that we’re being too obvious, too fair, and yet when others read, their feedback is as diverse as we were mixed minded in the writing.  Some felt we were too fair, some just fair enough and some foolishly fair and our handling diminished the suspense or message in the book.

 

I went to an online retailer and read all the reviews on five current bestsellers.  Then I went to a second retailer and read all the reviews on the same five books there.  Afterward, I went to a third retailer and read the reviews available on those same books posted there.

 

The results were that some liked one thing, some another, and still others liked nothing.  The mix was evident.  And it proved what writers have always known:   Read MORE

 

———————-

 

posted by | on My Faith Zone | No comments

I posted today at Christians Read  today,  LET HE WHO HAS EARS.  You can read the post HERE.

It’s about hearing and listening, and the diverse ways of communication–Lessons learned from a snippet in a book review.

Blessings,

Vicki

 

P. S.  Response to your inquiries.  Yes, I am posting more frequently on Christians Read right now.  No, it isn’t your imagination. :)

Hannah Alexander’s mother passed away a short time ago and our dear Hannah needs a little time to do all the things that need doing so I’m subbing for her as well as doing my regularly scheduled posts there–just as others did for me when my mom passed away.

I know you miss her, as do all the authors at Christians Read.  She’ll be back with us soon.

Blessings,

Vicki

————————-

posted by | on My Faith Zone | No comments

I blogged today at Christians Read and wanted to invite you to read the post.  The situation:  a divorced couple are at odds over the baptism of their child.  What happened next has one parent likely going to jail…

 

Read the article here.

 

Blessings,

Vicki

posted by | on My Faith Zone | No comments

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I blogged at Christians Read today.  You can view the post on Worth, at:  http://christiansread.wordpress.com.

 

Blessings,

 

Vicki

posted by | on My Faith Zone | No comments

An election is coming and we’ve all got our concerns.  I wish I could say that all sides will be open and honest and fair, but I can’t because history disputes it and expecting that to change between now and then . . . well, we believers pray on it, but apparently it’s not yet God’s perfect time.  When it is, He’ll let us know.  Until then, we muddle on, trying to decipher what’s said and compare it to what’s done and work through the maze to find truth.  It’s not easy.

 

But America has never been easy.  It’s always been a place where the liberties enjoyed jeopardize us, too.  We get huge doses of the ying and the yang.  It’s still the best thing going.  And I still dare to dream of a day when public servants actually serve the public and aren’t self-serving, preserving or enhancing their personal positons or careers.

 

The Supreme Court is currently hearing arguments on the most major piece of legislation in many, many years.  It impacts us all.  And I wonder if personal partisanship will outweigh the Constitution.  I wonder how much liberty we’ll lose before we say, “Enough.”

 

The pros and cons are significant and the impact of all that’s going on is significant.  Not just to you and me but to all.  All who are, all who will be.  I pray a lot for our country, for our leaders, and for those following in our footsteps who will deal with the consequences of our actions or inactions.  I pray for the greatest good, for wisdom and wise counsel.  I pray for peace—with the world, within our nation, within our people.

 

 

All too often, the quote that runs through my mind is the one from the Bible about a house divided.  Some would say our nation is truly a nation divided.  But if you look closely, that which binds us is bigger and broader and runs deeper than that which divides us.  It’s a small percentage in truth—a very vocal but small percentage—that is on the fringe.  According to our laws, they have the right to be there, so we shouldn’t judge them or fault them for their opinions.  That’s easier said than done at times, I know, but it’s right.

 

A short while ago, I spent some time investigating.  While I love my country dearly and am concerned about its future for all the reasons everyone is worried about its future, and while I sorely want my grands to enjoy freedom and liberty and, yes, to grow up in a better place than my generation did, I still realize that even the longest life here is but a twinkling of time.  Eternity lasts far longer.  And so it is those issues, the ones that are directly relative to eternity and how we live here and prepare for that eternity that have supreme importance to me.

 

There is an attack on religious freedom in this country.  It’s evident to any who choose to look, and one can’t help but wonder why.  Our nation came to be because people sought refuge here from religious persecution.  Now there are those among us participating in it.  And they’re doing so despite the fact that no one is required to participate in religious activity, to express faith, or to follow the precepts of any religion.  This, I don’t understand.

 

I remember years ago a big controversy over violence on TV.  To me, the argument was wasted effort.  If I thought a show was too violent, I turned it off.  Enough people turn it off, no sponsors support it, and it is gone.  I felt the same way about racy shows, movies, books, and ads.  If I thought people went too far, I turned them off.   Protesting in the street and burning or destroying others’ property never occurred to me.  You don’t violate someone else’s rights to perpetuate your own.  If you do, you’re in the wrong.  It’s not complex. 

Yet we see these things happen over and again.  It’s a sad state of affairs, in my humble opinion, fostered by the misconception that being violent and/or destructive can effect change.  It might, but it isn’t the kind of change you want.  It isn’t constructive change.  How can being destructive render constructive anything?

 

There is a respect for civility infesting us that is contributing to our decay.  Until we reclaim it, we’ll continue in this downward spiral that is, again in my opinion, breaking the threads that weave our nation into a fine tapestry.  Just as with the examples cited, we have to choose—and staying out of it and doing nothing is a choice.  We can accept the downward spiral as our new norm and reality or we can say, no, this isn’t right and I’m not contributing to it.  Either way, we will get exactly what we choose.  We will reap what we sow.

 

So many are uninterested and clueless.  They have no idea of our history, of the sacrifices made to give us all we have.  Shoot, many can’t even tell you the names of those holding the highest offices in the land.  That’s troubling . . . and irresponsible.  It shows a lack of understandin

g about how most of the world lives and what a blessing it is that we don’t live that way.  But as we’ve heard so many times, freedom isn’t free, and we truly are a single generation away from the loss ofliberty.  That’s just a fact.  It’s been a fact since the inception of this country.

 

The Bible tells us that if we turn to God He will heal our land.  A group of moms pray for this every day.   I hope you’ll join us.  You have a stake in this.  Your children and grandchildren do too.

 

Particular verses in the Bible speak to us at specific times in our life.  The verse that’s been on my desktop for weeks that’s shouting at me is Jeremiah 29:11.  The NIV version of it reads:  “I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.”

 

If we do our part, God will do His part.  We have his promise.

 

Either way, we will reap what we sow.

Blessings,

Vicki

 © 2012, Vicki Hinze

 _______________________________

New Releases:
Mind Reader cover

Not This Time cover

CBA Crossroads Crisis Center Series

Girl Talk cover

ABA Women's Fiction

posted by | on My Faith Zone | No comments

Tim Tebow and Freedom of Religion

© 2012, Vicki Hinze

 

It’s amazing.  A man of faith simply expresses it by writing on his face, or by dropping to a knee to express gratitude, and factions of the country lose their principles and their sanity.

 

Last I checked, every citizen in this nation had rights.  Freedom of Religion, and Freedom of Expression among them.  So what a football player writes on his face should be up to him.

 

Now there’s that “No Infringing on the Rights of Others” part of every citizen’s rights to consider also.  Way too often it is ignored or exploited.  But writing something on your face that violates no laws, is not obscene, and/or dropping on a knee does not infringe on anyone else.  Bluntly put, it’s no one else’s business.

 

That there is such a stir occuring over this astounds me.  That anyone objects shocks me. Where are all those supporters of equal rights, equal justice under the law?  Those who preached tolerance and—gasp—respect for others?  I’m not hearing them.  Are you?

 

That many are all aflutter over one man’s rights raises questions in my writer’s mind about motive.  What exactly are they objecting to?  And more importantly, why are they objecting at all?

 

There are many in positions of fame and power who flaunt obscenties and expressions that are disrespectful and intolerant.  Where’s the outrage and upset over that?  Many do so under the guise of them being infringed upon when they have every opportunity to simply disengage or ignore or walk away or turn off their televisions, visit different sites, or pages within sites.  No one is forcing anyone to be involved, to participate, to engage.  That seems to escape notice.

 

To infringe requires the absence of choice on the part of another.

 

An example.  Someone attending a graduation ceremony at a CATHOLIC college objected to symbols of faith being expressed.  What did that individual expect at a Catholic college?  Who forced that individual to attend?  Did someone hold a gun to his/her head and drag him/her to it, insisting that they endure and suffer the presence of those symbols?

 

If so, surely that person would have been arrested for unlawful detention.  So if no one did, then what is the objection?  And, frankly, where is the common sense?  If you don’t want to go, stay home.  But if you attend a Catholic college’s ceremony, it is logical and reasonable to expect to see religious symbols at it and for the ceremony to include religious aspects.

 

To freely attend and object to those things is evidence of your own lack of respect for the rights of others.  The world does not exist to please you.  So, pardon the venicular, but get over yourself and act like an adult.  If your common sense and logic are engaged, and you find participation objectionable, don’t participate.  You also have the Freedom of Choice.  Exercise it—respectfully.

 

Now we see athletes wear branding icons they endorse all the time.  Logos and emblems in golf, tennis, and other sports are abundant.  In movies, we see products placed—that’s branding logos/emblems.  On American Idol the judges drink Coke.  On X Factor the judges drink Pepsi.  But there’s no outrage or groundswell of objections to that.  So why object to Tebow’s dropping to his knee?  Why object to his statement of faith painted on his face? To him exercising his right to pray?

 

Is there really any difference is wearing an emblem on your sleeve, on your racket, on your shoe and writing on your face?

 

Perhaps the challenge is that those logos and emblems are for products and not symbols of faith.  But if we are respectful of logos/emblems, how then dare we not be respectful of symbols of faith?  After all, in our endowed rights Religion warrants its own stated right.  The Founders didn’t include product placement by name.  Which, do you suppose, they considered more significant to citizens?

 

We see obscene comments on t-shirts all the time.  One of the most memorable to me was a young woman in her 20s wearing a t-shirt that read, “In case of rape, this side up.”  Explain that to your young child just learning to read.  Yet there was no fluttering, no complaining, no outrage over this.  When a museum depicted “religious art” caked in human waste, there was upset at the lack of respect.  The art won—Freedom of Expression.

 

The behavior on past incidents and on this one leads to a couple conclusions.

 

  1. Many citizens don’t understand the concept of Freedom of Religion and/or Expression, and don’t understand that it carries the responsibility of not infringing on the rights of others (Declaration of Independence, under the pursuit of happiness).  They don’t get it and don’t want it.  But the truth is you can’t have one without the other.  They are an interlinked duo, forever entwined.  That said, an expression or exercise of a freedom does not rise to infringement simply because you don’t like what someone is exercising or expressing.  Your comfort is your responsibility just as your actions are your responsibility.

 

  1. At the core of this is the war on Christianity.  If Tim Tebow were Islamic, would anyone dare say a word?  Probably not.  When our leaders won’t call terrorists trying to kill us, terrorists trying to kill us, and won’t call the Ft. Hood masacrist a radical Islamic terrorist, you have to conclude odds are pretty high against it.

 

Christianity is under fire around the world.  Too few fail to see that war as not a battle for your soul but a battle for power and control over you.  That’s what it is.  Throughout history, God has to be removed from a society to effectively enslave and control people.  Reliance on government, not Diety, is key to total power.  Total power is of course total control (and total corruption) and also results in the total loss of individual rights and freedom.

 

Why people don’t realize that is beyond me.  It’s happened again and again in recorded history.  Those who do realize it, see and know what is happening.  Those who don’t will be ones who wake up one day stunned that they can’t breathe without someone else’s permission, much less buy food, water, medicine or other essentials.

 

You would think that threat of someone else having total control over you would be important enough to people that they’d review what has happened in history.  They’d look it up.  It is, after all, up close and personal—their own everyday lives that are and will be impacted so fiercely.  Yet some will look it up—the Seers—and some won’t—the Stunners.

 

 

  1. Groups with their own agendas who are typically ignored jump on someone like Tim Tebow to gain momentum and attention for themselves.  They’ll protest, they’ll talk to media (who should be covering serious matters they choose to ignore in favor of positons they personally choose to perpetuate) and get the attention they seek—for a moment. The motivation isn’t so much to slam Tebow as it is to elevate their own will or cause or opinions.  So they gladly tear his down to lift their own.

 

The problem is that method doesn’t work.  It doesn’t bring about lasting change or elevate anyone.  That makes this path an extremely shortsighted one to walk.  Life’s lessons will eventually teach the people in these groups the wisdom in an ancient Chinese proverbBefore you dig a grave for less than honorable purposes, dig two.  Because when you deliberately and willfully hurt another, the person suffering the most harm is you.

 

So Tim Tebow wants to pray.  He wants to express gratitude and glory to God.  He is honestly and openly living his faith, injuring no one, causing no harm.  He is exhibiting values, morals and ethics and serving as a role model for those who choose to watch him.  He’s not just talking the talk, he’s walking the walk.  His walk.  His way.

 

Now whether or not one agrees with him, what exactly in what he is doing is objectionable?  Legally wrong?  Morally wrong?  Harmful or destructive?

 

Nothing.  Actually, there’s a lot to admire in a man conducting himself based on his beliefs, his principles.  There’s very little that anyone of character exercising logic or reason should object to, and yet the objections continue.  Through our own logic and deductions, we explore why and discover the appearance that those objections are seated in nefarious, self-serving motivations and not in truth.  Not in faith.  And not in respect.

 

More’s the pity.

 

So my point is this:  Continue to walk your walk.  Remember that ten of the twelve Apostles were martyrs for their faith.  They were ridiculed, crucified upsidedown, boiled in oil, isolated in a cave, imprisoned, and suffered other equally horrific fates.  Yet they walked on.  They lived their convictions.  And they knew that…

 

Life is precious but short.  Eternity lasts a lot longer. 

 

And for strength to continue your walk in the face of adversity, remember God’s promises to you.  What others intend to harm you, He will turn to good.

 

Perhaps the greatest fear of opponents is that you’ll succeed in being a role model to others.  When some are bent on suppressing and even eradicating faith from our country, you’re their worst nightmare.  But you’re also proponents’ hope.  A lightbearer that puts faith in the minds of and on the tongues of people who need it, want it, seek it, but are so lost they can’t find it.  You’re shining light on a path that, if they so choose, they can follow.

 

So, the bottom line is to walk on.  Keep the faith.  And  your rights to exercise and express it.

 

Blessings,

 

Vicki

 

 

 

 

posted by | on My Faith Zone | 1 comment

5 TIPS FOR A BETTER 2012

 © 2012, Vicki Hinze
Warning:  This is a no-edit zone…

 

Start 2012 with a positive and constructive message—to yourself:

1.  Awaken each day with a sense of gratitude for all the good in your life.  Things might be tough, times hard, but there are good things too.  Focus on them.

2.  Acknowledge your problems but give your attention to solutions to the problems.  Solutions heal challenges.  Griping about problems doesn’t.

3.  Be specific about what you want and don’t lose sight of it.  Put a note on your bathroom mirror so you see it when you brush your teeth.  Put a photo that represents this want to you where you see it often.  Keep reminding yourself what it is you want and why.

4.  Choose an area of self-improvement and actively seek ways of helping yourself with it.  For example, if your temper gets the best of you, then find a way to turn that temper around so that you’re taking a calm, reasoned approach to resolve an issue or a conflict.  You’ll be happier and so will those who are on the receiving end of your temper.

5.  Monitor your self-talk.  One of the most destructive things I see is others who talk negatively about themselves, their lives, their families, their friends.  They see what’s wrong and bad and broken and what needs to be fixed.  But they fail to see the good.  They fail to appreciate the goodness in these others and fail to see and/or appreciate what is right.  Then they wonder why they feel so discontent and dissatisfied.  Is it any wonder?  How can you feel anything but, hauling around an attitude like that?  See, appreciate and acknowledge the good.  These are gems in your life.  Notice the sparkle.  Whenever you think something negative, automatically rephrase it into a positive.  (Thanks for the added insight, for revealing the truth.  Or maybe the thought is that someone is selfish.  Immediately rephrase it in your mind.  Thanks for letting me see what selfish looks like.  I don’t want it, so now I can avoid it.  Or maybe that person is selfish about this.  But s/he is wonderful about something else.)

My personal pet peeve was an individual announcing that she was brain-dead.  Listen, we all have synapse misfires, moments of forgetfulness.  But brain dead?  What a horrible thing to say about yourself.  And why, I ask, would anyone wish to hear a lecture by someone who considers him or herself brain dead?  So this negativity also calls any credibility into question.  Is that loving yourself?  Valuing your gifts?  Honoring the Giver of your gifts?  This comment was not made in jest, but even if it were, it’d still be devaluing something precious, and is that really funny?

Christ said to ask in His name and it will be given to you.  He said to appreciate your portion.  He said He came so that we might live life more abundantly.  He didn’t mean we’d live with an abundance of negativity, anger, upset, oppression or fits of temper.

He said that those things we desire, to express the gratitude warranted as if we already have them.  Why?  Because that reaction from us expresses a trust in Him.  We believe His words.  “Ask and it shall be given to you.”  Either we believe him, or we don’t.  Either we trust God or we don’t.  You can indulge in a lot of gyrations, but when you wind down to the bottom line, that’s it.  Your faith in Him is expressed in your belief.

We should be content where we are but also strive to be “perfect.”  Perfect, as in more Christ-like.  I loved the “WWJD” bracelets and notes and, well, all the items because they were visual reminders of the ultimate aspiration.

If the whole duty of man is to love one another and the first Commandment is to love God above all, then it is essential that we know what love is so that we understand it.

We learn through experience.  Our own and the experiences of others.  Yet too often self-love is confused with self-conceit.  They’re totally different.  It’s essential to love ourselves, and this we must do to love God and love others.  But conceit is to be avoided.  Why?

Loving ourselves acknowledges God’s gifts to us.  The glory and honor is His.  We’re grateful for those gifts, we love those gifts, but we recognize and acknowledge that they are gifts from Him to us.

With self-conceit we don’t.  Our gifts are ours.  Our accomplishments are ours.  Our wins are our wins.  We don’t honor God, we honor ourselves.

Conceit falls flat every time.  There’s no foundation to sustain it.  No rock under it upon which its tenets rest.  It’s all on us, and we’re fallible, often mistaken, flawed human beings.  Our best will never be perfect.  At most, we’re half-informed, often misguided works-in-progress.

But love, loving doesn’t require perfection.  In acknowledging our part, honoring Him and His part, we draw on His authority and His perfection.  We have His tools—all tools—all of Him available to us.  And that is amazing and awesome and humbling.  Humility and self-conceit simply do not co-exist.

Love yourself, honor God, and have a wonderful 2012!

Blessings,

Vicki

posted by | on My Faith Zone | 8 comments

The Christmas Blues:   When the World Rejoices and You Mourn

© 2011, Vicki Hinze

 

Days that try souls are all too common.  Yet during the Christmas season, the myriad of feelings that weary us and try our souls—feelings of being isolated and adrift, of being sad or depressed, our struggles—are magnified.

 

Maybe it’s because we’re more attuned to others attending parties and we’re not, gathering with family and we’re not, or gathering with family or friends or groups that we wish we were not (just keeping it real) and we must.

 

Maybe it’s because we’re bombarded with memories of Christmases past.  Ones where our children were small and at home and we enjoyed their wonder of Christmas, their joy.  Or we were small and we view our memories through a lens where time dulls the bad and magnifies the good.

 

Maybe we’re acutely reminded of all those we’ve loved who are no longer with us, and we miss them.  Or we remember a life that once was ours and is no more, and the change, whether good or bad, isn’t as significant as mourning the loss of what was.  Or what we dreamed would be that just didn’t happen.

 

Maybe we’ve lost the joy in the season under the lengthy to-do lists that leave us too exhausted to enjoy anything except the peace in a bath and a few hours sleep.

 

There are a lot of emotional triggers during the holidays.  Some we expect and can prepare ourselves for, but some we don’t know are triggers until we’re body-slammed by them.

 

We’re all confronted with difficult relationships, difficult situations, and difficult people who want or expect more from us than we wish to give or maybe than we can afford to give.  Financially, emotionally or spiritually.

 

We lose the wonder and awe and the magic under busy-ness and requirements, under obligations and command performances.  We lose the wonder and awe and the magic under changed circumstance.  (Think divorce or job loss or empty nest.  Think widow or widower, orphaned, injured or ill.  Think knowing it’ll be your last Christmas and craving a Norman Rockwell one and getting one where you spend the entire day alone.)

 

All this happens.  And when it does, we are hurt and sad and alone and isolated, and we are surrounded by others who are having a merry and joyful time.  And we are resentful and bitter because often even those who are shunning or ignoring or too busy to be bothered never once extend their thinking to how their actions are impacting others.  Often others they purport to love.

 

My point isn’t to drag you into the depths of despair.  My point is to make you aware that many—even those you wouldn’t suspect—are in the depths of despair.

 

Who in your world will be alone this Christmas?  Who needs to hear from you?  To spend time with you?  Whose Christmas can you make a little brighter simply by bringing them into your circle and welcoming them as family and friend?

 

Before you slough that off as more work and bother, pause a second and remember that one day, the person in that position might be you.

 

Even the most wonderful Christmas has moments of heartbreak and sadness.  Christmases past, those no longer with you.  Changes.  And when those strike, you crave comfort.

 

It’s hard to find.  Those you typically go to and discuss your troubles, big or small, are tied up with their own troubles, big and small, with their obligations and requirements and duties and nurturing their own needy.

 

Does that mean you’re doomed to suffer without comfort?  To stay sad or depressed or struggle alone?

 

No.  It doesn’t.

 

God is with us always.  Christ is with us always.  He’s not too busy or otherwise obligated.

 

When the Christmas blues strike, I always remember what Christmas is truly about:  the birth of Jesus Christ.  But I don’t think of that event in the way you might think.  I think …

 

The World Rejoices.  God Mourns…

 

I think of God, watching His son’s birth, knowing all that would happen to Him.  As a loving Father, his turmoil and the heartbreak He surely felt at knowing His son would be mocked and abused and betrayed and lied to and about, tempted and beaten and murdered.  God mourned.  If I, an imperfect parent, mourn at the mere thought of my child enduring any of that, imagine the pain and agony of a perfect Father knowing His child would endure all of it.  Imagine…

 

We protect our kids.  We’d take their place.  Suffer for them.  But God, who loves unconditionally, sacrificed His son knowing what would come.

 

I think of that, and the turmoil and mixed blessings and agony God endured that night and I weep—and I tell myself that if He had the strength and courage to do that for us, then whatever we face might loom large but is small in comparison.  If He can do all He’s done, we can do what we must do.

 

In my mind, I sit at God’s feet with my head in His lap, and He strokes my hair and assures me everything will be all right.  I am not alone; He is with me.  And I am comforted.

 

Whenever feeling small and insignificant, hopeless or helpless, remembering what God sacrificed for us and how precious a gift it was and remains empties the desolate spaces inside us of sadness and angst and refills them with comfort and gratitude and the reassurance of His grace and unconditional love.

And then I wonder.

I wonder that we seldom choose to serve ourselves well when the Christmas Blues strike.  We seldom choose to pause and remember or to ask and answer a question that deserves far more attention from us than it gets:

 

On that night when His son was born and the world rejoiced and He mourned, who comforted God?

 

Blessings,

 

Vicki

 

 

 

P.S.  I believe the promise of us comforted God that night.  The promise of us.

 

 

posted by | on My Faith Zone | No comments

THE GRINCH BEHIND THE CHRISTMAS CO-OPT

© 2011, Vicki Hinze
WARNING:  This is a no-edit zone…

 

In a thought-provoking Twitter discussion, I asked a simple question about Christmas.  Christmas celebrates Christmas.  We have Christmas trees, Christmas lights, Christmas presents, and for believers, the celebration of Christ’s birth.

 

Happy Holidays celebrates . . . what?

 

What holiday?  What traditions?  What exactly does happy holidays celebrate?

 

Only one person responded.  “Happy holidays celebrates diversity.”

 

Ah, so Diversity is the Grinch, then.  But wait.  That premise raises more questions than provides answers.  Diversity of what? I wondered.  Of faiths?  Of traditions?  Of beliefs?  Heritage?

 

I thought about this overnight, and awakened still thinking about it this morning, and, while I am admittedly a simple woman and not a grand thinker or theologian, I have no choice but to respectfully disagree—diversity is not the Grinch—and I disagree on the simplest of grounds.  The basic premise tagging it is flawed in an evident but telltale way.

 

Between Christmas, Ramadan, Yom Kippur, Diwali and Vesak Puja, the world’s major religions are pretty well represented.  And yet on none of the other days do you hear or see “Happy Holidays” substituted.  Only Christmas.  If diversity were the Grinch co-opting Christmas, then wouldn’t the others cited be co-opted as well?

 

I have many friends of many faiths and none seem intimidated by Christmas.  Many wish me a merry Christmas, respecting my faith though it differs from their own.  I wish them good tidings on their special days.  It’s mutual respect.  Oh, there are some who oppose any religion or anyone exercising it, though that’s a direct violation of rights under our laws.  (You can express your freedom of religion but can’t infringe on anyone else’s right to express theirs.)  Yet those people aren’t the Grinch.  They opt out not co-opt.  That’s their choice, also under our laws.

 

I muddled through a lot of other potential candidates but for one reason or another all were flawed and not the Grinch—until I reached apathy.

 

It’s no secret that there’s been a war on Christmas and on faith itself in this country.  When students in grade school are viewing films that violate the spirit of America by instructing kids to rely on their government and put their faith in mother earth, that war is clear.  When God can’t be mentioned—bizarre for a country that printed the Bible as its first book for the purpose of teaching it to children in school—and we allow it, that’s apathy.

 

And so under the guise and pretext of not offending anyone, the war isn’t limited to Christmas but is expanded to faith.  Many wish to make America a godless nation, and they’re unfortunately meeting with some success.  But they’re not doing it by fighting huge battles.  No, it’s more insidious than that.  They’re fighting the war by nudging, by suggesting that we be politically correct to the point that our citizens become muddled and unsure of what is proper and acceptable and so they take the “safe” route that’s prescribed to not be offensive.  Battle won, and then it’s on to the next battle with the next nudge.

 

The Grinch is apathy.  Because we are a good people who don’t want to offend.  And nudge by nudge, things we embrace and believe, longstanding traditions and expressions of faith, are eroded and fade away.  In cases, even the memory of them disappears; history is being rewritten to obliterate and assure the battle need not be fought again.  

Many among us wake up one day and are shocked to see these special things gone.  Surprised at the animosity generated in simply wishing someone a merry Christmas.  Startled at the controversy over lighting a Christmas tree.  Stupefied at the disdain shown on offering someone a Christmas gift, much less at celebrating the birth of the ultimate gift God gave in offering us His son.

 Apathy.

We hear much on the news that is worrisome.  Over and again we’re told the world is a dangerous place.  While that is true, it is also true that nudges and suggestions of this ilk are equally dangerous.  Losing our heritage, forfeiting our traditions and getting muddled about who we are and why we are who we are—those are more dangerous.  When you gut the spirit out of America, what do you have left?

 

You have a people with no spirit, no roots, no compass.  What then do you possess to face personal or worldly adversaries?  Think about it.  What is left?  Despair?  Hopelessness?  Living life overwhelmed and helpless?  That’s in direct contradiction to what God wants for us and in what most of us want.  But it and worse is what an apathetic society gets.

 

And unfortunately, what’s left is more nudging and suggesting.  What’s left is more apathy, the Grinch behind the Christmas Co-op. 

 

Nudging back with wishes for much joy and many blessings to you and yours this Christmas season,

 

Vicki