<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847194212905358385</id><updated>2012-02-15T22:24:23.259-08:00</updated><category term='sin'/><category term='moral relativism'/><category term='legalism'/><category term='depravity'/><category term='grace'/><category term='intro'/><title type='text'>A Great Many Things</title><subtitle type='html'>Thoughts and questions on life and spirituality.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseytrozzo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847194212905358385/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseytrozzo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lindsey Trozzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07287207661706268893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqh-XLR5-Zs/SMVZxoo11eI/AAAAAAAAACA/BA3YSaTTz5c/S220/LTrozzo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847194212905358385.post-7055133819424404012</id><published>2012-01-05T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T23:03:14.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2012: The Year of the Bear</title><content type='html'>Don't worry, this isn't a rally cry for the Baylor Bears - although I am one, and darn proud of their 2011 success. This is, rather, a way to focus on what 2012 will look like. Seeing 2012 as the Year of the Bear gives us two Trozzo's four priorities for the upcoming year. Four actions to which we will say YES in 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Build - reinforce the existing community we've been blessed to find in Waco and maintain from LA. This likely includes more church. It's time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Encourage - this may be more necessary for me than for my naturally up-building husband - but of course he's in! Intentionally set aside our critique notepads - especially when it comes to people - see the good, and encourage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Allay - fears and worries about future or current endeavors. Take risks, go for broke, learn from failures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Read - typical, yes. But we both want to prioritize reading, keeping up on the buzz in our respective fields as well as making time for non-work reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the year of the BEAR, something to shoot for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847194212905358385-7055133819424404012?l=lindseytrozzo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseytrozzo.blogspot.com/feeds/7055133819424404012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847194212905358385&amp;postID=7055133819424404012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847194212905358385/posts/default/7055133819424404012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847194212905358385/posts/default/7055133819424404012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseytrozzo.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012-year-of-bear.html' title='2012: The Year of the Bear'/><author><name>Lindsey Trozzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07287207661706268893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqh-XLR5-Zs/SMVZxoo11eI/AAAAAAAAACA/BA3YSaTTz5c/S220/LTrozzo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847194212905358385.post-6389915358143595387</id><published>2008-09-08T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T10:15:10.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing God</title><content type='html'>There is something special about pulling a book off of the shelf- one that you've read before.  Maybe you've read it once, three times; maybe the number is closer to a dozen.  Today I pulled such a book from the shelf and blew the dust from the title: The Pursuit of God.  AW Tozer died in the early 1960's, but what he has to say about religion is amazingly relevant for today.  Maybe he was ahead of his time, or maybe we didn't listen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He shares the danger of losing God in the midst of religion, losing God in the midst of the wonder of His word, losing God in the midst of programming, losing God the Person, the Creator, the Lover of our souls, the One who longs to be sought after and known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With an emphasis on praying a prayer, getting saved, accepting Christ - we have a distorted perspective which sees God's goal as the salvation of our souls.  We have misunderstood the beginning and have called it the end.  Salvation is not the end; it is the beginning.  The beginning of life eternal, the beginning of knowing God.  John says it (Jn 17:3); Paul says it (Phil 3:10); Yahweh says it to the Levites, "I am your part and your inheritance."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still feel once-removed from the Holy Longing.  I have a want to long for God Himself, but a different desire is also betrayed - a want to be spiritual, even to be spiritually successful - which is (at best) missing the point entirely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847194212905358385-6389915358143595387?l=lindseytrozzo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseytrozzo.blogspot.com/feeds/6389915358143595387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847194212905358385&amp;postID=6389915358143595387' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847194212905358385/posts/default/6389915358143595387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847194212905358385/posts/default/6389915358143595387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseytrozzo.blogspot.com/2008/09/losing-god.html' title='Losing God'/><author><name>Lindsey Trozzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07287207661706268893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqh-XLR5-Zs/SMVZxoo11eI/AAAAAAAAACA/BA3YSaTTz5c/S220/LTrozzo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847194212905358385.post-8640486586089779812</id><published>2008-03-31T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T19:45:12.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the Word Read You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hebrews 4:9-16:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"So there remains a  Sabbath rest for the people of God.  For the one who has entered His rest has rested from his works, as God did from His.  Therefore, let us be diligent to enter that rest, so that no one will fall, through following the same example of disobedience.  For the word of God is living and active and sharper than any two-edged sword, and piercing as far as the division of soul and spirit, of both joints and marrow, and able to judge the thoughts and intentions of the heart.  And there is no creature hidden from His sight, but all things are open and laid bare to the eyes of Him with whom we have to do.  Therefore, since we have a great high priest who has passed through the heavens, Jesus, the Son of God, let us hold fast to our confession.  For we do not have a high priest who cannot sympathize with our weakness, but One who has been tempted in all things as we are, yet without sin.  Therefore let us draw near with confidence to the throne of grace, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help in time of need."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;The writer is talking about Israel and how they missed out on the rest God had for them because of their disobedience... because they failed to hear the voice - the Word of God.  He challenges his readers (and us), "Do not harden your hearts." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;If we are going to live in light of the atonement and enter into the rest God has provided, we must let the word of God reflect His truth into our lives.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Notice that the writer of Hebrews links our efforts to the power of the Word which is alive and powerful enough to keep us honest.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Take care, especially if you are a student or if you have been a Christian for a long time, that you don’t misappropriate the charge in these verses.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;We&lt;/i&gt; are not doing the piercing, the dividing, or the judging.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are letting the Word speak into our lives and reflect our souls back at us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Granted, there are times where study is necessary and important to attain the meaning of the words on the pages of Scripture.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But we must do more than that.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We must let the Bible read us.  We must let Jesus, the Word in flesh, see our hearts.  We must pause and listen and let God speak.  It is a vulnerable thing, to set aside your pencil and your commentary and let the Word take a good long look at "the thoughts and intentions of  your heart."  Scary.  But, remember, we can expose ourselves with confidence, for mercy and grace will meet us "in time of need."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847194212905358385-8640486586089779812?l=lindseytrozzo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseytrozzo.blogspot.com/feeds/8640486586089779812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847194212905358385&amp;postID=8640486586089779812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847194212905358385/posts/default/8640486586089779812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847194212905358385/posts/default/8640486586089779812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseytrozzo.blogspot.com/2008/03/let-word-read-you.html' title='Let the Word Read You'/><author><name>Lindsey Trozzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07287207661706268893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqh-XLR5-Zs/SMVZxoo11eI/AAAAAAAAACA/BA3YSaTTz5c/S220/LTrozzo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847194212905358385.post-65000265885996589</id><published>2008-03-23T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T00:32:26.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why We Should Buy T-shirts</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;I personally am really glad we have Luke’s gospel.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I appreciate the way he writes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;More than the other gospel writers Luke sets Jesus in his historical context.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He’s telling us this story is real.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It really happened – in a certain place, at a certain time, Jesus walked around actual dirt roads.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And while the world was turning, and people were falling in love, and politics was politics, Jesus was waking up, and eating breakfast, and living his life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;Don’t get me wrong- the story isn’t normal, but it’s &lt;i style=""&gt;real.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In actuality the story is very abnormal, because the fifteenth year of the reign of Tiberius Caesar, when Pontius Pilate was governor of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;Judea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;, and Herod was tetrarch of the region of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;Ituraea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt; and Trachonitis, and Lysanius was tetrarch of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;Abilene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt; (see how it’s a real time and a real place?) – this year was not a typical year.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was the year that the voice of John the Baptizer started yelling from the distance as people walked by, yelling about a kingdom coming.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Luke says John was the fulfillment of Isaiah’s prophecy, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;The voice of one crying in the wilderness, make ready the way of the Lord, make His paths straight.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Every ravine will be filled, and every mountain and hill will be brought low; the crooked will become straight, and the rough roads smooth; and all flesh will see the salvation of God (Isaiah 40:3ff).&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;And sometime later Jesus is in His hometown, and He stands up to read at the synagogue (which actually wasn’t that weird).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And someone handed Him a scroll of Isaiah and He turned it to the page that said,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because He has anointed me to preach the gospel to the poor.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He has sent me to proclaim release to the captives, and recovery of sight to the blind, to set those free who are oppressed, to proclaim the favorable year of the Lord.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;And it would have been a typical day at the synagogue if Jesus had not set the book down, paused, and while the young man in the back tried not to breathe, and the older woman leaned forward in her chair, He said something that made a profound statement.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s entertaining to guess why “the eyes of all in the synagogue were fixed on Him.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Was is simply because He wasn’t finished?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He had already put the book away and set down.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I think it was because &lt;i style=""&gt;He didn’t finish reading the passage&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The rest of the verse says, “And the day of vengeance of our God.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And instead of finishing the verse, He says, “Today this Scripture has been fulfilled in your hearing.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And then they formed an angry mob and tried to kill Him.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Like I said, it &lt;i style=""&gt;would’ve been&lt;/i&gt; a normal day at the synagogue.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;So what was He saying?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, we can take a look at what He does next.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He heals people, and casts out demons, and is nice to outcasts and women, and proclaims the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;kingdom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt; of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then He dies, and rises from the dead, and goes to be with the Father.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And somewhere in there, as the world was turning, there was a changing of era.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The Kingdom was near, and now the Kingdom has come.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is not the day of vengeance, but that year of favor.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;A lot of people want to say that Jesus’ claim that He came for the poor and free the oppressed is not really talking about physical people.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It only means the poor in spirit.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It only means those trapped in sin.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But all you have to do is look at Jesus’ life to know how wrong that is.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Of course He came to remove spiritual blindness and free us from sin.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But he also initiated an overall redemption, a cosmic redemption, a universal shift.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This shift should mirror His own counter-cultural ministry that included people that should be shamed and cared for those less fortunate.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;What does this mean for us?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As disciples of Christ we must continue His earthly ministry.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Because He brought good news to the poor and cared about the oppressed, we should too.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We must.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What does this look like?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It means seeing evangelism as more than a target on a wall, seeing evangelism as meeting a felt spiritual need.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It also means seeing the other felt needs around us because that’s what Jesus did (Another idea from Donald Miller, &lt;i style=""&gt;Blue Like Jazz&lt;/i&gt;, pg. 114).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;It means actually taking at look at the world around me and the injustice that goes on and making it my problem.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now not everyone can go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;Africa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;, and maybe not everyone should.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I haven’t (though some days I think I should).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But everyone has the choice either to live in a bubble or to let the suffering of the world invade her life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;I like being comfortable.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I like my olive walls and my soft duvet cover and my English Breakfast Tea in the morning.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And I like not feeling guilty that I have those things.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I cannot pretend to be “spiritual” if I do not at least make my heart available to bleed for the things that make God sad.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He has begun a divine initiative to set the world straight.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The cosmic redemption has begun.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;That is what we are called to – to usher in the Kingdom, to “make straight the paths of the Lord.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We have to care, we have to blog, we have to vote, we have to buy the t-shirt that says “Dar-fur Needs You.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We have to fight racism and materialism; we have to give up a Friday afternoon to listen to our co-worker who is depressed, and we have to give food to the guy on the street. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I Don’t write this off as a guilt trip.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’ll be honest, if I am not actively asking God to give me His heart, I don’t give a rip about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;Darfur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt; or my depressed co-worker, or certainly not politics.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I want to be a part of the Kingdom that is now.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t want my redemption to stop with me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know these issues are complicated, and I know it can feel too big of a task or like your empathy doesn’t matter.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But if you read the Gospel, you can’t deny we should feel &lt;i style=""&gt;something&lt;/i&gt; for the hurting.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We have to do &lt;i style=""&gt;something&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Decide what you can do.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If all else fails, you can at least buy the t-shirt.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847194212905358385-65000265885996589?l=lindseytrozzo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseytrozzo.blogspot.com/feeds/65000265885996589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847194212905358385&amp;postID=65000265885996589' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847194212905358385/posts/default/65000265885996589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847194212905358385/posts/default/65000265885996589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseytrozzo.blogspot.com/2008/03/why-we-should-buy-t-shirts.html' title='Why We Should Buy T-shirts'/><author><name>Lindsey Trozzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07287207661706268893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqh-XLR5-Zs/SMVZxoo11eI/AAAAAAAAACA/BA3YSaTTz5c/S220/LTrozzo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847194212905358385.post-6066868677041876457</id><published>2008-03-06T10:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T10:04:18.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;Have you ever heard a Christian say, “I’m just a sinner”?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can’t find one place in the teachings of Jesus, or the Bible for that matter, where we are to identify ourselves first and foremost as sinners…&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Paul writes to the Colossians, “You have been raised with Christ.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have this new identity that has been given to me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have taken on the identity of Christ…&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s not that we are perfect now or that we will never have to struggle.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Or that the old person won’t come back from time to time.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s that this new way of life involves a constant, conscious decision to keep dying to the old so that we can live in the new…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;The issue then isn’t my beating myself up over all of the things I am not doing or the things I am doing poorly; the issue is my learning who this person is who God keeps insisting I already am.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Notice these words from the letter to the Philippians: “Let us live up to what we have already attained.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There is a person who we already are in God’s eyes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And we are learning to live like it’s true.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;This is an issue of identity.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is letting what God says about us shape what we believe about ourselves.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is why shame has no place whatsoever in the Christian experience (Rob Bell in &lt;i style=""&gt;Velvet Elvis&lt;/i&gt;, pp. 139-142).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;In Romans 6, Paul uses the phrase, “body of sin.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Later in chapter 7 he uses a similar phrase, “body of death.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In ancient &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;Rome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;, the body of death was one of the forms of punishment for a convicted murderer where the corpse of the victim was chained to the back of the culprit.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was a death penalty of sorts, for the culprit would eventually die because of the weight and decomposition of the body.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It must have been a torturous existence, however long it lasted, trying to live with a dead corpse on your back.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;This picture shows how absurd and even grotesque it is for Christians to live as if they are carrying around the body of death, the sinful man that was crucified with Christ.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When Christ raised Lazarus from the dead, the first thing He said was “Unbind him.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Can you imagine if Jesus would have raised Lazarus and left him all wrapped up in the stinky grave-clothes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Do you see how absurd it would be for Lazarus to have shown up for dinner the next week still wrapped up?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is the point that Paul is trying to make.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God has raised us with Christ, so let us shed the body of death, shed the grave-clothes, and step into who we really are.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847194212905358385-6066868677041876457?l=lindseytrozzo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseytrozzo.blogspot.com/feeds/6066868677041876457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847194212905358385&amp;postID=6066868677041876457' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847194212905358385/posts/default/6066868677041876457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847194212905358385/posts/default/6066868677041876457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseytrozzo.blogspot.com/2008/03/have-you-ever-heard-christian-say-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindsey Trozzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07287207661706268893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqh-XLR5-Zs/SMVZxoo11eI/AAAAAAAAACA/BA3YSaTTz5c/S220/LTrozzo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847194212905358385.post-5016841985635005796</id><published>2008-02-26T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T09:41:37.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Eat Soggy Waffles</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;I was born in the West, an American citizen.  I was born into a thoroughly conservative Evangelical atmosphere.  Because this is who I am, I have a certain framework with which I see the world around me - especially &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;religion, even more so morality, and most poignantly the Bible.   I have read or heard this Scripture hundreds of times, maybe more. Not until recent months would I say there was any mystery to its meaning and significance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He made Him who knew no sin to be sin on our behalf, so that we might become the righteousness of God in Him.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;As a Western, American, conservative Evangelical certain things initially jump out to me in the context of this passage.  It's about my sin - from a judicial standpoint.  I mean, I've seen the presentation with the chalk-board or marker board.  There is a cliff on the right side with a stick-figure on top (that's us).  There is a cliff on the left side with G-O-D written on top (yeah, that's God).  There is a big chasm with S-I-N written vertically (and maybe with black squiggles or words like lie, cheat, steal - or secular music).  At the climax of the presentation, the cross is drawn to the exact specifications so that the gap between the stick figure and GOD is covered.  The cross is a bridge.  It's all very logical and almost mathematical.  There is a gap, there is a bridge, walk across it = reconciliation.   This, of course, is true in a sense, but  is it missing something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;Norman Kraus was a missionary who served many years in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;Japan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;While serving there, he was struck by the differences between Eastern and Western religious culture.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There he saw a shame/honor culture very similar to the culture of the New Testament.  A man convicted of a crime was not simply given a sentence by the judge in correspondence to his crime.  The convict did not stand in fear of how much jail time or how big the fine.  Rather, the convict knew and dreaded the social exclusion that would result from his crime.  He would stand separate, not because a balance needed to be paid, but because there was a lack of honor and a presence of shame.  There was a deeply personal quality to the punishment.  One only remedied by a deeply personal transformation - from shame to honor.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;By observing the Japanese judicial system and talking with many Japanese people about the concept of justice, Krause realized that the honor/shame mindset brought out a significant implication of the atonement.   In their book, &lt;i style=""&gt;Recovering the Scandal of the Cross&lt;/i&gt;, Joel Green and Mark Baker consider this.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;font-size:9;"  &gt;Although we tend to emphasize the physical pain of death on the cross, in the Roman era, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;crucifixion was dreaded first and foremost because of its shameful character&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was designed to be an instrument of contempt and public ridicule.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The victim died naked, in bloody sweat, helpless to control bodily secretions.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The cross epitomizes human concepts of defilement and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;exclusion&lt;/span&gt;…&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Shame does not respond to punishment; rather it is love that banishes shame…&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The cross was the epitome of     Jesus’ identification with us in shame, but His whole life displayed this identification.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Jesus’ identification with (our shame) enables (us) in turn to repent and realize a new self-identity as children of God… and Jesus’ death on the cross means that He has already experienced the ultimate shameful exclusion for us (pp. 163-166).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;The consequence of shame is primarily a relational one – alienation from the community.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So when Jesus identified with us and took our shame upon Himself, He experienced this alienation for us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That is how He reconciled us to God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;By taking away our shame, He has removed the relational hindrance.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our sins do not stand in the way because they are not counted against us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He who knew no sin &lt;i style=""&gt;became sin&lt;/i&gt; for us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He experienced the ultimate shame so that our shame could be lifted and our relationship with God could return to its intended purpose.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;This is an implication of the Atonement that my Western mindset overlooks.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I tend to think of my sin as an objective reality, not a relational hindrance.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If I want to understand the atonement more fully, I need to recognize my shame and the shame Christ suffered on my behalf.  I need to realize the relational dynamic of sin and how it separates me from God.  Then I can more fully comprehend what this life reconciled to God can be like - not simply objective and mathematical, but relational and free from shame.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847194212905358385-5016841985635005796?l=lindseytrozzo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseytrozzo.blogspot.com/feeds/5016841985635005796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847194212905358385&amp;postID=5016841985635005796' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847194212905358385/posts/default/5016841985635005796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847194212905358385/posts/default/5016841985635005796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseytrozzo.blogspot.com/2008/02/never-eat-soggy-waffles.html' title='Never Eat Soggy Waffles'/><author><name>Lindsey Trozzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07287207661706268893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqh-XLR5-Zs/SMVZxoo11eI/AAAAAAAAACA/BA3YSaTTz5c/S220/LTrozzo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847194212905358385.post-3388700667890349754</id><published>2008-02-16T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T22:56:38.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Flannel-Graph Stopped Short</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;" &gt;There are lots of tracts and organizations and Evangelists out there who break down the gospel into three steps or four laws or some kind of acrostic.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Their motivation is good – &lt;i style=""&gt;let’s make the message simple, so we can pass it on quickly and to the greatest number of people&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;It’s a little bit like the stories I heard in Sunday school.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If you didn’t grow up in church, you may need a little background.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Most small churches, especially in poorer neighborhoods, don’t designate much of the budget to resources for first grade Sunday school.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Consequently, the lesson usually consists of a teacher and a flannel-graph.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s a big square board, just small enough for the teacher to hold or stand up on the ground, and (as you may have guessed) it’s covered in flannel.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The reason for this is so that little felt cut-outs (of people dressed in Bible-time clothes and bushes and arks) will stick onto it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And the teacher would use this to provide an interactive element to the story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;" &gt;"Let's see who's sitting nice and quietly?  Joey, you have been very obedient today.  You may place the staff in Moses' hand."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Joey is the envy of the class.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;" &gt;I remember reading some of these stories later in life and realizing that some of the details had been left out.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I guess they don’t make those little felt pieces where Goliath’s head is chopped off or where Noah gets drunk and exposes himself after getting off the ark.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was probably best that in first grade the stories were simplified and censored, but the continuation of that practice has proven dangerous.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s like all we need to know about God can be told in A, B, C (Admit you are a sinner.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Believe that Jesus died for you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Confess your sin and be saved).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That’s got to be leaving out some important things, right?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Otherwise God wasted a lot of time and energy inspiring authors over hundreds of years to write the longest book ever.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;" &gt;I mean, it’s true that sometimes God’s message to us is simple.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jesus said that whoever believes has eternal life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Easy enough, right?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, He also said that a person must be born of water and of spirit.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He likened this truth to the wind, which you know is there, but you cannot know where it comes from or where it goes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He also said “Unless you eat the flesh of the Son of Man and drink His blood, you have no life in yourselves.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Paul called the gospel of Jesus Christ a mystery.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is a mystery that God can reveal to us, but it must be sought out.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We cannot settle for Sunday school answers or an explanation of faith that is finished before the barista is done making your vanilla latte.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We can hold on to the simple truths of faith, but we must not stop there.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There are layers underneath, truths that will impact our lives forever.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And the effect is in the searching, the prying, the looking, the questioning, the learning.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;" &gt;With this in mind, we turn to one of the most basic doctrines of our Christian faith, the atonement.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jesus died for you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jesus died.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What does this mean?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Let’s dive deep into the flannel graph story of a man in a loin cloth with one drip of blood on His face, who died for our redemption.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;When we think of the atonement, the question - “Why did Jesus die?” – we often find ourselves primarily focused on one answer.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This answer is given by Paul, the author of Hebrews (if he is another), and John.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The writings of these men supply that Jesus died as a substitution for us; He died in our place; He was the payment for our sins (Rom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;st1:time hour="15" minute="25"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;" &gt;3:25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;; Heb &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;st1:time hour="14" minute="17"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;" &gt;2:17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;; 1John 2:2; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;st1:time hour="16" minute="10"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;" &gt;4:10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;While this may rightly be considered the predominant significance of the atonement, I venture that there are other layers to be peeled away.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;These layers and various implications are not a threat to the central theme of the atonement, rather they bring it out and expand on it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;To look at the atonement only as a substitution is short-sided.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It leads the Christian to separate perspectives of himself and Christ; Christ was crucified, so I am not.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;A.W Tozer, the Christian mystic from the last blog who I think had incredible spiritual foresight, wrote about a dangerous new conception of the cross which he saw rising up in society.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All unannounced, and mostly undetected, there has come in modern times a new cross into popular evangelical circles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From this new cross has sprung a new philosophy of the Christian life, and from that technique – a new type of meeting and a new kind of preaching…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The new cross does not slay the sinner, it redirects him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It gears him into a cleaner and jollier way of living and saves his self-respect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: 0.5in; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The old cross is a symbol of death.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God salvages the individual by liquidating him and then raising him again to newness of life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The new life is a life out of death.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It stands always on the far side of the cross.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Among the plastic saints of our times Jesus has to do all the dying and all we want is to hear another sermon about His dying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We want to be saved, but we insist that Christ do all the dying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No cross for us, no dethronement, no dying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We remain king (or queen) within the little kingdom of (soul) and wear our tinsel crown with all pride of a Caesar; but we doom ourselves to shadows and weakness and spiritual sterility&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;i style=""&gt;Gems from Tozer&lt;/i&gt;, pp. 41-42).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Tozer wrote long before the explosion of comfortable Christian churches that promise happiness and peace, even “Your Best Life Now.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He saw it coming.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He saw men and women fixated solely on the idea that Christ died for them, preachers who loved to preach that good news never mentioning Jesus’ words in Matthew 8.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The gospel is good news, but it is not easy to swallow.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jesus said &lt;i style=""&gt;take up your cross&lt;/i&gt; – the most grotesque symbol of suffering and death He could find.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He said you must lose your life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ultimately, of course, you gain real life, abundant life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’ve heard southern Baptist evangelists say it a hundred times, and it’s true: He is no fool who gives what he cannot keep to gain what he cannot lose.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That doesn’t mean giving up your life is easy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No one wants to die, but this is the call of a disciple – to follow our Teacher wherever He goes, and He goes to the cross.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;In what sense is there death for me on that cross?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“I have been crucified with Christ” (Gal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;st1:time hour="14" minute="20"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;" &gt;2:20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In context, I have died to the law.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When I was crucified with Christ, I died to my own attempted righteousness.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I died to my vain good intentions.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I died to any concept or practice that might nullify the grace of God by assuming to gain righteousness apart from the death of the incarnate deity.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I died to the idea the I still hold my own life, for as long as I hold it, I cannot truly live.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;To be crucified with Christ is to step down from the throne, dissolving all pride or merit.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;In another book, &lt;i style=""&gt;The Pursuit of Man&lt;/i&gt;, Tozer proposes that Christians, too focused on remembering the God of the past and trusting in the God of the future, are left in a state of “temporary atheism” where God is practically absent from the actual present.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This idea sheds light on this discussion of the atonement, for I do in fact find myself looking at the atonement as a thing of the past and of the future.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was something God did at the moment of Christ breathed His last, and it is something that will be brought into play later when I stand at the great throne and am somehow counted righteous and worthy to enter into the everlasting presence of God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What of the atonement meets with my present?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I confess that I live with an absence of the constant awareness of the presence of God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It returns to me often when I am in places of great aesthetics, wonders of nature, or instances where God is visibly working, speaking, or moving.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But these are the exception more than the norm.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If I have been crucified, why am I still living in the false reality that I live the moment by moment of my life alone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;If I am to be crucified with Christ, I must die to this self-lived life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I must realized, that having been crucified with Christ, I am empty-handed on my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am returned to a state of childlike dependence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If my self is dead, He must live in me; I need Him to; my life depends on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Taking up my cross daily means realizing His life in me constantly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It means  seeing the atonement as something not only of the past and the future, but something that is vital to my every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847194212905358385-3388700667890349754?l=lindseytrozzo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseytrozzo.blogspot.com/feeds/3388700667890349754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847194212905358385&amp;postID=3388700667890349754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847194212905358385/posts/default/3388700667890349754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847194212905358385/posts/default/3388700667890349754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseytrozzo.blogspot.com/2008/02/flannel-graph-stopped-short.html' title='The Flannel-Graph Stopped Short'/><author><name>Lindsey Trozzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07287207661706268893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqh-XLR5-Zs/SMVZxoo11eI/AAAAAAAAACA/BA3YSaTTz5c/S220/LTrozzo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847194212905358385.post-5034275381040816420</id><published>2008-02-07T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T09:16:59.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want to be a Jogging Sunflower</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;A.W. Tozer was a Christian mystic who wrote amazing books in the 1950’s.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He was a man truly ahead of his time, calling out dangerous trends in the church that, sure enough, surfaced after his death.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He wrote about the danger of a generation who thinks that their ideas about God don’t really matter, and he explored what it really means to seek out God and what sets apart those people who truly know God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He wrote this about the Christian struggle with sin:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From Hebrews 12:2 we learn that faith is not a once-done act, but a continuous gaze of the heart at the Triune God…  Like the eye which sees everything in front of it and never sees itself, faith is occupied with the Object upon which it rests and pays no attention to itself at all.  While we are looking at God we do not see ourselves – blessed riddance.  The man who has struggled to purify himself and has nothing but repeated failures will experience real relief when he stops tinkering with his soul and looks away to the perfect One.  While he looks at Christ, the very things he has so long been trying to do will be getting done within him.  It will be God working in him to will and to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    O Lord, I have heard a good word inviting me to look away to Thee and be satisfied.  My heart longs to respond, but sin has clouded my vision till I see Thee but dimly.  Be pleased to cleanse me in Thine own precious blood, and make me inwardly pure, so that I may with unveiled eyes gaze upon Thee all the days of my earthly pilgrimage.  Then shall I be prepared to behold Thee in full splendor in the day when Thou shalt appear to be glorified in Thy saints and admired in all them that believe (A.W. Tozer in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Pursuit of God&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, pp. 84-85, 91).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I did a little internet research on Sunflowers recently.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They are interesting plants because when they are young, they exhibit heliotropism.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;What?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know… &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;but actually, this is pretty cool.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;At sunrise, the faces of most sunflowers are turned towards the east. Over the course of the day, they move to track the sun from east to west, while at night they return to an eastward orientation (I got this information, of course, from Wikipedia).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;This is a great picture of the “gaze of the heart” that Tozer describes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The sunflower’s face follows the sun because the sun is its source, its energy, which gives it the ability to grow and develop as it should.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In the same way, we must turn our gaze toward Jesus Christ who is our source, who gives us the ability to develop and become more like Him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Hebrews 12 shows great balance.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;First there is the phrase “fixing our eyes on Jesus.” &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Tozer brings out the indirect side of this endeavor – focusing on the beauty of Christ which allows Him to work out faith in the onlooker’s life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The verse also shows a direct and active side, “Let us run with perseverance.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The runner does not stop and blankly stare; rather, as he goes, He focuses on the example and love of Christ which empowers Him to continue on.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We must look to Him, for as Philippians &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:time hour="14" minute="16"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;2:16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt; says, “It is God who is at work in you, both to will and to work for His good pleasure.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I want to be a jogging sunflower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;We jogging sunflowers are in good company.  I challenge you as one of Martin Luther's teachers challenged him when he was despairing over his depravity - rather than looking to your own corruption, look to Christ and the cross!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847194212905358385-5034275381040816420?l=lindseytrozzo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseytrozzo.blogspot.com/feeds/5034275381040816420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847194212905358385&amp;postID=5034275381040816420' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847194212905358385/posts/default/5034275381040816420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847194212905358385/posts/default/5034275381040816420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseytrozzo.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-want-to-be-jogging-sunflower.html' title='I Want to be a Jogging Sunflower'/><author><name>Lindsey Trozzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07287207661706268893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqh-XLR5-Zs/SMVZxoo11eI/AAAAAAAAACA/BA3YSaTTz5c/S220/LTrozzo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847194212905358385.post-5231629070554908624</id><published>2008-02-03T12:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T12:15:36.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inauguration isn't Just for Presidents (with a side of M&amp;M Casserole)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(sorry for the repeat of this beginning part- I know many of you have read this blog of mine before.  I tacked on some additional thoughts on the end... if you're interested).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We may not like the fact that we have this lifelong struggle with sin, but the more we realize and accept it, the better             equipped we will be to deal with it…  The believer struggles with the sin God enables him to see in himself.  This is the picture we see in Romans 7:21, and it distinguishes believers from unbelievers who lie serenely content in their darkness&lt;/span&gt; (Jerry Bridges in &lt;i style=""&gt;The Pursuit of Holiness&lt;/i&gt;, pg. 60).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Early on in seminary, I learned a concept that revolutionized the way I look at a lot of things.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The concept is called &lt;i style=""&gt;inaugurated eschatology. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The International Standard Bible Encyclopedia describes it this way: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;There is truth in both consistent and realized eschatology; that the OT hope is in some real sense fulfilled in the person and mission of Christ, while the consummation of the hope awaits an eschatological consummation. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;What?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;OK, so since the Fall there has been this building anticipation, this hope that shows up in the Old Testament quite often.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Usually it is thought of in terms of promises yet-to-be-fulfilled, blessings and freedom for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;Israel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;, a coming kingdom, &lt;i style=""&gt;redemption&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is where it gets interesting.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;See, when Jesus came he did all sorts of things to show that this hope was being fulfilled.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Like in Luke 4 He says “Today this Scripture is fulfilled in your hearing,” right after reading a verse from the Old Testament that was one of these verses of anticipation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And He is called the Son of God which links Him to the long-awaited king.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;Here’s where inaugurated eschatology comes in.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is undeniable that when Jesus came, He fulfilled this anticipation, these Old Testament prophecies.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But there are parts of this expectation, and aspects of this hope which have not yet been fulfilled.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They have not been forgotten; rather, God designated the coming of Christ to inaugurate or usher in this fulfillment.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So the question, “Is the kingdom here or is it coming?” is the wrong question.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The answer to that is “yes.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The kingdom has been initiated, and there is a process to its coming that is going on now and will be realized at a future time.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As many scholars put it, the kingdom is “already, but not yet.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;Now, I realize this sounds inconsistent.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The statement contradicts itself… yet it is a cornerstone for my theological perspective.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Because (for once) theology doesn’t force out a tidy answer to a messy question.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And because (for once) the answer maintains the tension which the truth demands – that which we have waited for &lt;i style=""&gt;has come&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i style=""&gt;is coming&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s an answer you can’t pour concrete into and let it set.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It demands something pmore like Jell-O.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Or better yet, think about it like that paper football game 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; grade boys play in the cafeteria.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You know the game where you scoot a paper triangle (the football) to the end of the table.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It has to hang over the side to score a touchdown, but it cannot fall off.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This theological truth is more like that.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You have to take it far enough, but you can’t take it too far.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We can’t deny that the kingdom has come, and we must affirm that it is not here yet.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is only inaugurated, initiated, introduced – the process has begun.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;Weren’t we talking about Christians struggling with sin?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;Yes.&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;We see the same kind of tension when we try to understand redemption and salvation from sin.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Are we free from sin now?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Yes… if you’re thinking in cafeteria football terms.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Salvation has come and is here in no uncertain terms, yet there is tension in this answer because we who are saved still await full redemption.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We still struggle with sin.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When we expect this struggle, we can head it off, and looking forward to the future fulfillment, we are encouraged to press on.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The battle is not hopeless, but it is difficult.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Romans 8 says, “Creation has been groaning, and not only the creation, but we ourselves groan inwardly as we wait eagerly for adoption as sons, the redemption of our bodies.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So be encouraged in your struggle.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Inauguration isn’t just for presidents.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You are in the process, and fulfillment will come.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Press on.  And in the meantime, consider this....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;Many Christian leaders and students seem to think that our desires are something to run from, ignore, or fight off.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It might not be a bad idea.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After all we must admit – or at least I must admit – that my desires seem to pull me where I don’t really want to be and get me into trouble.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;At the same time, I know that God designed me with desires to be loved, to know that I am valuable, to have joy, to be cared for, to feel safe, etc.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He did that for a reason.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So, desires are not necessarily bad in and of themselves.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So, if my desires aren’t the real problem, what is?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;CS Lewis had an interesting take on this subject.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;Indeed, if we consider the unblushing promises of reward and the staggering nature of the rewards promised in the Gospels, it would seem that our Lord finds our desires not too strong, but too weak.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are half-hearted creatures, fooling about with drink and sex and ambition when infinite joy is offered us, like an ignorant child who wants to go on making mud pies in a slum because he cannot imagine what is meant by the offer of a holiday at sea.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are far too easily pleased (C.S. Lewis in &lt;i style=""&gt;The Weight of Glory&lt;/i&gt;, pg. 26).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;When I was 21 I moved out of my college dorm, into a house with seven friends, and away from the school cafeteria.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was a blast that came with a lot of freedom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:stockticker&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:stockticker&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt; a lot of responsibility.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not only did I now have to pay rent, clean my own place, etc. – the biggest change was that I was responsible for my own FOOD.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was usually tired from school and work when I got home, and there was usually quick junk food around to eat, so most of my meals consisted of easy mac or cereal.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;At times it got so bad that I would simply reach for my big jar of peanut-butter M&amp;amp;M’s.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(Peanut-butter = protein, right?)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Cereal and candy tasted good, and it quieted my hungry stomach for the time-being.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But later in the night, when I was up working on a paper or goofing off with friends, I would be SO HUNGRY.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was so hungry because I had quieted my hunger without really satisfying it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I had offered it a quick fix without real nourishment.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;We do the same thing with our deepest desires that I was doing with my junk food.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have a deep desire to be known and loved, so I look for it in the arms of a boy… but eventually I am left still wanting to be truly known and loved.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I want to be valued and appreciated, so I put all my identity in my athletics, or my grades, or my looks.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Those things also eventually fail, or I’m left feeling like people only value me because I am talented, smart, or pretty.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have a deeper desire to be valued just for me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As long as I am seeking to satisfy these deep desires on my own, I am left feeling hungry, and more often than not, hurting.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And because these attempts are not satisfying, I often find myself in desperate attempts to find satisfaction, or at the very least, to quiet the gnawing hunger.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;These are often the desires that lead to sin.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is seeking pleasure from things which were not meant to satisfy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is my hand in the M&amp;amp;M jar or the child making mud pies.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The real satisfaction is found in what God offers us: Himself.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;If we know that God alone satisfies, then why do we take our deepest desires elsewhere?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes it is hard for us to believe that God really brings good things.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know when I was in high school I used to be afraid that when I got older God would tell me to marry some guy that was really nice and godly, but who wasn’t cute and I didn’t like hanging out with.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Looking back now – married to the man of my dreams who God brought straight to me – I laugh at my doubt that God knows what I want.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In truth, He is pleased when you experience good things, and He does want you to have every heart’s desire met.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But He also knows that ultimately you cannot find satisfaction in anything you are looking for if it’s not first found in Him.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“For your heavenly Father knows that you need all these things.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But seek first His kingdom and His righteousness, and all these things will be added to you” (Matthew 6:32b-33).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can’t just tell you that God does satisfy, and He does want to delight your heart.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You have to jump in, look to Him, and see for yourself.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Psalm 34:8 “O taste and see that the Lord is good; how blessed is the man who takes refuge in Him!”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;With your desires being met by your Creator, there will be little left to pull you to places you don’t want to go.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;With a hot dinner on the table, who wants M&amp;amp;M Casserole?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847194212905358385-5231629070554908624?l=lindseytrozzo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseytrozzo.blogspot.com/feeds/5231629070554908624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847194212905358385&amp;postID=5231629070554908624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847194212905358385/posts/default/5231629070554908624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847194212905358385/posts/default/5231629070554908624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseytrozzo.blogspot.com/2008/02/inauguration-isnt-just-for-presidents.html' title='Inauguration isn&apos;t Just for Presidents (with a side of M&amp;M Casserole)'/><author><name>Lindsey Trozzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07287207661706268893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqh-XLR5-Zs/SMVZxoo11eI/AAAAAAAAACA/BA3YSaTTz5c/S220/LTrozzo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847194212905358385.post-712675170292938338</id><published>2008-01-24T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T22:38:00.517-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moral relativism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legalism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depravity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sin'/><title type='text'>What You, Me, and Hitler have in Common</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;I’m not a psychologist or a psychic, but my hunch is that something like 99.98% of human beings understand that they are sinful.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They may not put it in those terms or admit it as part of their philosophical stance on the world and spirituality, but there is within them a deep and gnawing awareness of something that is not right.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Perhaps they are too busy to notice, occupying themselves with goals to achieve or political stances to take or even religious rituals to follow.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But it is there.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Alanis Morissette, in her song &lt;i style=""&gt;What I Really Want&lt;/i&gt; calls this out with the question, “Why are you so petrified of silence?”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Following a break in the music (Which she introduces with the challenge, “Here, can you handle this?”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I like her attitude) she asks if the listener thought about when he’s going to die, or if he longed for the next distraction.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What we really want (to use her terms) is to be free from this gnawing sense of unfulfilled need, and whether we’re haunted by it or running from it, the awareness of sin is there (if it is not there for you, perhaps you should reflect.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m pretty confident – it’s there).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This awareness has been challenged by the idea that people are basically good – a very popular trend, at least in my surroundings.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I for one know that I am not basically good.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It has also been answered with moral relativism - which no one really believes when it comes down to real life.  They believe it until their iPod gets stolen or their kid gets bullied or their cousin gets raped.  Yes, there is an ultimate moral standard (though its definition is an inevitable source of conflict), and yes, we each fall short of it constantly.  Granted, we don’t want to sit in that muck for long – but realizing the truth of who we are is essential to understanding the freedom we are given.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;One of my favorite authors, Donald Miller, tells his personal story of coming to this realization as a child and dealing with it as an adult.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: 0.25in; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;font-size:9;"  &gt;This is how the bomb fell: For my mother that year I had purchased a shabby Christmas gift – a book, the contents of which she would never be interested in.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I had had a sum of money with which to buy presents, and the majority of it I used to buy fishing equipment, as Roy and I had started fishing in the creek behind Wal-Mart.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My extended family opens gifts on Christmas Eve, leaving the immediate family to open gifts the next morning, and so in my room that night were wonderful presents – toys, games, candy, and clothes – and as I lay in bed I counted and categorized them in the moonlight, the battery-operated toys of greatest importance, the underwear of no consequence at all.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So in the moonlight I drifted in and out of anxious sleep, and this is when it occurred to me that the gift I had purchased my mother was bought with the petty change left after I had pleased myself.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I realized I had set the happiness of my mother beyond all my own material desires.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This was a different sort of guilt from anything I had previously experienced.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was a heavy guilt, not the sort of guilt that I could do anything about.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was a haunting feeling, the sort of sensation you get when you wonder whether you are two people, the other of which does things you can’t explain, bad and terrible things.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The guilt was so heavy that I fell out of my bed onto my knees and begged, not a slot-machine God, but a living, feeling God to stop the pain.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I crawled out of my room and into the hallway by my mother’s door and lay on my elbows and face for an hour or so, going sometimes into sleep, before finally the burden lifted and I was able to return to my room.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We opened the rest of our gifts the next morning, and I was pleased to receive what I did, but when my mother opened her silly book, I asked her forgiveness, saying how much I wished I had done more.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She, of course, pretended to enjoy the gift, saying how she wanted to know about the subject.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I was still feeling terribly that evening when the family gathered for dinner around a table so full of food a kingdom could feast.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I sat low in my chair, eye-level with the bowls of potatoes and corn, having my hair straightened by ten talking women, all happy the holiday had come to a close.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And while they ate and talked and chatted away another Christmas, I felt ashamed and wondered silently whether they knew they were eating with Hitler.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28); font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;font-size:9;"  &gt;My answer to this dilemma was self-discipline.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I figured I could just make myself do good things, think good thoughts about other people, but that was no easier than walking up to a complete stranger and falling in love with them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I could go through the motions for a while, but sooner or later my heart would testify to its true love: darkness.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then I would get up and try again.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The cycle was dehumanizing…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Self-discipline will never make us feel right or clean; accepting God’s love will…&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We dream of God’s love for His bride reading like Romeo and Juliet; two equals enflamed in liberal love.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I think it is more like Lucentio’s pursuit of Bianca in The Taming of the Shrew.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That is, the groom endearing the belligerent bride with kindness, patience, and love.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our “behavior” will not be changed long with self-discipline, but fall in love and a human will accomplish what he never thought possible.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The laziest of men will swim the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;font-size:9;"  &gt;English Channel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;font-size:9;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; to win his woman.  By accepting God’s love for us, we fall in love with Him, and only then do we have the fuel we need to obey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    In exchange for our humility and willingness to accept the charity of God, we are given a kingdom.  And a beggar’s kingdom is better than a proud man’s delusion (&lt;/span&gt;Blue Like Jazz&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;pp 9-11, 77, 86&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; At first, admitting I am a moral failure is a bummer.  My pride resists the charity of God and cries, "No, I can do it.  Let me show you!"  But I get weak, and the sting of my incapability is all the brighter this time around.  I am no Juliet.  This is not self-deprecation.  I am not saying I am worthless, I am saying I am incapable, I am dependent.  Bianca is just as valuable as Juliet, she just sits in a different position.  She is loved freely and forgiven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the story of Simon and the woman in Luke 7:36-50.  There is a religious leader and a prostitute, and Jesus compares the two.  He explains that they are both sinners - but they are different in that the prostitute realizes her sin and receives forgiveness, while the Pharisee cannot see his sin and so stands unforgiven.  Our experience of grace is dependent on our realization of our need for it.  Jesus said, "He who is forgiven little, loves little."  I want to be honest about my sin and my need, accept the charity of God, and let His love overwhelm me.  I choose a beggar's kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 28);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847194212905358385-712675170292938338?l=lindseytrozzo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseytrozzo.blogspot.com/feeds/712675170292938338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847194212905358385&amp;postID=712675170292938338' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847194212905358385/posts/default/712675170292938338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847194212905358385/posts/default/712675170292938338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseytrozzo.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-not-psychologist-or-psychic-but-my.html' title='What You, Me, and Hitler have in Common'/><author><name>Lindsey Trozzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07287207661706268893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqh-XLR5-Zs/SMVZxoo11eI/AAAAAAAAACA/BA3YSaTTz5c/S220/LTrozzo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847194212905358385.post-5601340996172500261</id><published>2008-01-18T11:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T12:04:33.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sin and Its Side-effects</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;I am a seminary student who just came off of a 15 week independent theological study on sin, humanity, and the work of Christ.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It left me desperately informed and consequentially wanting to take the truth from the pages and work it into my life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Out of that desire this series of blogs was birthed, which will hopefully stimulate thought and action concerning the ideas discussed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;Sin is a proble&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know a girl&lt;/i&gt; who- even having a deep relationship with God, even having experienced his forgiveness, even being surrounded by words of truth about who He is and how worthy He is of obedience – &lt;i style=""&gt;I know a girl&lt;/i&gt; who still sins.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;Have you ever read verses like these:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;No one who is born of God practices sin, because His seed abides in him; and he cannot sin, because he is born of God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;1 John 3:9&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;Knowing this, that our old self was crucified with Him in order that our body of sin might be done away with, so that we would no longer be slaves to sin; for he who has died is free from sin.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Romans 6:6-7&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;While feeling more like this:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;For what I am doing, I do not understand; for I am not practicing what I would like to do, but I am doing the very thing I hate…&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For I know that nothing good dwells in me, that is, in my flesh; for the willing is present in me, but the doing of the good is not.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For the good that I want, I do not do, but I practice the very evil that I do not want…&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I find then the principle of evil is present within me, the one who wants to do good.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For I joyfully concur with the law of God in the inner man, but I see a different law in the members of my body, waging war against the law of my mind and making me a prisoner of the law of sin which is in my members.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Romans 7:15, 18-19, 21-23&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;Like I said, &lt;i style=""&gt;I know a girl&lt;/i&gt;…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;In His book &lt;i style=""&gt;Knowledge of the Holy&lt;/i&gt;, J. I. Packer speaks of two opposing tendencies to which Christians will turn in reference to the problem of sin.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;First is the tendency to scale down the problem of sin in the life of the believer in an attempt to uphold the tenet of victory in the gospel.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The result is a rose-colored picture of the Christian life, upholding the truth of victory in Christ while ignoring the genuine struggle of the believer.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Second, Packer identifies the tendency to stress the rough side of the Christian life in an attempt to be realistic, thus eliminating the supernatural benefits of the gospel in the life of the believer.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This theology does not make room for the important doctrines of hope, freedom, and power in Christ.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;These two tendencies result in a series of questions that are crucial to Christian living:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Wingdings; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;Should the believer’s expectation of the Christian life legitimately include an inner struggle? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Wingdings; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;Does true salvation put an end to the heart’s battle with sin or “the flesh?” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Wingdings; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;How should we approach the struggle with sin, and how can we counteract it?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 28);"&gt;This tension and these questions will be in mind next week, when we enter the study of sin and its side-effects.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847194212905358385-5601340996172500261?l=lindseytrozzo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseytrozzo.blogspot.com/feeds/5601340996172500261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847194212905358385&amp;postID=5601340996172500261' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847194212905358385/posts/default/5601340996172500261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847194212905358385/posts/default/5601340996172500261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseytrozzo.blogspot.com/2008/01/sin-and-its-side-effects.html' title='Sin and Its Side-effects'/><author><name>Lindsey Trozzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07287207661706268893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqh-XLR5-Zs/SMVZxoo11eI/AAAAAAAAACA/BA3YSaTTz5c/S220/LTrozzo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847194212905358385.post-8002468459606173291</id><published>2008-01-18T11:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T11:21:24.933-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intro'/><title type='text'>An introduction</title><content type='html'>So after months and years of haphazard myspace blogs and the more recent facebook notes, I have decided to get organized.  I think my husband (aka "King of Excel Charts") is rubbing off on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will still use facebook and myspace (no, one vice is not enough), but those posts will consist of the sappy song lyrics, poetry attempts , or the occassional funny story.  This blog spot will be reserved for the more intentional and hopefully meaningful discussions about life, spirituality, growth, and learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the new start, there will be a few repeats (my apologies).  To get into the swing of this blogging thing, I'll be posting a series of lessons, a few of which have been previously posted elsewhere.  They serve as a stepping stone where I mostly consider the brilliance of other writers.  Maybe someday I'll feel up to attempting brilliance myself- or at least writing my own stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you'll read AND COMMENT.  I'd love a conversation more than anything else.  So here we go - reading, writing, pondering, questioning, feeling, brewing a great many things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847194212905358385-8002468459606173291?l=lindseytrozzo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindseytrozzo.blogspot.com/feeds/8002468459606173291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847194212905358385&amp;postID=8002468459606173291' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847194212905358385/posts/default/8002468459606173291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847194212905358385/posts/default/8002468459606173291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindseytrozzo.blogspot.com/2008/01/introduction.html' title='An introduction'/><author><name>Lindsey Trozzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07287207661706268893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sqh-XLR5-Zs/SMVZxoo11eI/AAAAAAAAACA/BA3YSaTTz5c/S220/LTrozzo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
