{"id":237,"date":"2010-02-27T18:01:24","date_gmt":"2010-02-27T18:01:24","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.brianmashburn.net\/?p=237"},"modified":"2010-02-27T18:01:24","modified_gmt":"2010-02-27T18:01:24","slug":"the-curse-of-my-life","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.brianmashburn.net\/?p=237","title":{"rendered":"The Curse of My Life"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><font size=\"3\"><font face=\"Georgia\"><em>\u201cJesus looked at him and loved him.\u201d<\/em> \u2013 Mark 10:21<\/font><\/font><\/p>\n<p><font face=\"Georgia\">This little phrase captures what I am trying to become. <\/font><\/p>\n<p><font face=\"Georgia\">I want the love that naturally welled up in Jesus when he looked at this young man to be what happens in me when I look at anyone. And I want this to be as observable in me as it apparently was for Jesus by Mark (or Peter, who some think was behind the writing of Mark). And I want this to happen no matter my disposition, condition, or mood. I want it to happen no matter my previous experiences, either with the the person I\u2019m looking at or with others that they remind me of.<\/font><\/p>\n<p><font face=\"Georgia\">Let it be said that whenever I with anyone that <em>\u201cBrian looked at him and loved him.\u201d<\/em><\/font><\/p>\n<p><font face=\"Georgia\">I know I\u2019m asking a lot. <\/font><\/p>\n<p><font face=\"Georgia\">I think a lot about becoming like Christ. The idea dominates most of my waking hours.&nbsp; It\u2019s the goal of my life. It\u2019s the joy of my life. It is the guide of my life, the call of my life, and I might even say it (or more accurately, he) is the source of my life.<\/font><\/p>\n<p><font face=\"Georgia\">There are some who believe it is also the curse of my life.<\/font><\/p>\n<p><font face=\"Georgia\">Think about it\u2026Who can attain to this? How unrealistic is it? How often must I experience failure with such a&nbsp; high standard?<\/font><\/p>\n<p><font face=\"Georgia\">And when do you get a break from this work? At what moment of which day is there a time when you can \u201cswitch off\u201d the work of being like Christ? When I\u2019m with my closest friends? With my wife? With my kids? Alone with God? <\/font><\/p>\n<p><font face=\"Georgia\">I confess I\u2019ve done all those. I\u2019ve \u201cgiven myself permission\u201d to \u201cbe honest about how I feel towards someone\u201d or \u201cabout something\u201d and let it all hang out there. There is something liberating about it, to be sure. To have a safe place in which I can show my ugly, offended, small, vengeful, angry, \u201cI-have-rights-and-I-deserve-to-have-them\u201d self. I\u2019ll tell you that on the days that I feel the need to do that, it always turns out best to do it with God. My kids should never have to handle that. My wife can sometimes, but that is understandably confusing for her. I have some friends that have an easier time handling it, mostly because they can go home and don\u2019t have to live with me. So, of all of those options, God seems to be the one that can handle me best, as He remains unchanged and unfazed by my raw, fragmented, unperfected self.<\/font><\/p>\n<p><font face=\"Georgia\">Which, as it turns out, is exactly what I\u2019m needing in those moments. Someone who\u2019s love is unchanged when I am at my worst. <\/font><\/p>\n<p><font face=\"Georgia\">Which, as it turns out, is exactly what I want to be for others\u2026someone who\u2019s love is unchanged when they are their their worst.<\/font><\/p>\n<p><font face=\"Georgia\">And at the end of the day, and whether I realize it at the moment or not, \u201cswitching off\u201d from being this doesn\u2019t heal me, and my perceived need to do so has surfaced as an illusion. Taking a vacation from this work of being like Christ (which isn\u2019t really work, but choice) is no vacation at all. It just creates more work (which really is work), and of the self-defeating variety. <\/font><\/p>\n<p><font face=\"Georgia\">Write this down: It is <em>always<\/em> self-defeating to handle something or someone unlike Christ. Or said another way, maybe better\u2026it is always self-defeating for me to look at anyone and not love them.<\/font><\/p>\n<p><font face=\"Georgia\">So, after plenty of experimentation, witnesses and observers of how I live need to realize that the curse of my life is no curse at all. Since grace abounds in my failures, I need not dwell on or feel guilt about it when I fail to surrender to the spirit of Christ within me. And most encouraging is the fact that I don\u2019t even need to believe that living like Christ is unattainable (1 Jn 2:1 captures both of these trusths).&nbsp;&nbsp; <\/font><\/p>\n<p><font face=\"Georgia\">And even if following Christ in how he lived and looked and loved was impossible, and even if I was confused and or despairing about it, and even I suffer in my feeble attempts to do so, and even if I bought in to the illusion that I need a break from it\u2026shoot, even if Jesus himself looked at me noticing my extreme difficulty and, desiring to give me an easy out, asked \u201cDo you want to leave?&#8221;\u2026 I would still stay, answering the way Peter did\u2026 <em>\u201cLord, to whom shall [I] go? You have the words of eternal life. [I] believe and know that you are the Holy One of God.\u201d<\/em> (Jn 6:68)<\/font><\/p>\n<p><font face=\"Georgia\">He has it all\u2026 <\/font><\/p>\n<p><font face=\"Georgia\">Peace that passes understanding.<\/font><\/p>\n<p><font face=\"Georgia\">The full measure of joy.<\/font><\/p>\n<p><font face=\"Georgia\">Love without condition.<\/font><\/p>\n<p><font face=\"Georgia\">Abounding grace.<\/font><\/p>\n<p><font face=\"Georgia\">Life without end.<\/font><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u201cJesus looked at him and loved him.\u201d \u2013 Mark 10:21 This little phrase captures what I am trying to become. I want the love that naturally welled up in Jesus when he looked at this young man to be what happens in me when I look at anyone. 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