a letter to women

May 2, 2012

Dear women, for so long, I have felt enslaved to the way I am allowed to see you. The world tells me you are objects, and the Church often tells me, you are man’s helpmate. I have decided I will not see you as objects, nor will I see you as man’s helpmate. I have made a covenant with my heart, to see you as Jesus does.

I write to you, trusting you know your value is not found in physical beauty or sex appeal. I have to confess, it’s not this view of you that is hardest for me to resist, it’s something more hidden and hardly given attention to. As a man, I know I lack something essential. Something so essential I will die if I don’t get it. Something a “helpmate” is incapable of giving me. I know that I have a longing for intimacy that must be met by someone who is like me, yet different from me. It’s hard to admit I cannot find this intimacy alone. I cannot even find it by gaining more knowledge of God. It’s scary to me, that a woman should know this about me, and could potentially use it against me. It’s hard to view you like Jesus does, because it involves repentance.

I started seeing the spiritual parallel with all of this about two years ago. I was confronted with a question: “have you ever worshipped the Holy Spirit?”. I have never felt so strange in my life. I felt embarrassed in my heart. Before my head could get control of things, my heart said “I don’t worship a helper, I worship Jesus who is strong and mighty”. I realized that night, my definition of helper was much different than God’s, and that my craving for intimacy with Jesus can only be met through the Holy Spirit. I felt God’s presence for the first time that night.

When Jesus talks about the Holy Spirit, the language is very similar to the way God talks about you. Jesus said the father would give us an advocate to be with us forever. Just as God did not leave Adam alone and gave him Eve, an advocate, so Jesus promised to be with us by the Holy Spirit. He promised he would not leave us as orphans, because it is not good for us to be alone.

I do not believe God gave Eve to Adam so she could serve him and make him happy, just as I do not believe Jesus gave us the Holy Spirit to serve us and make us happy. I believe God gave us part of himself, and your heart tells of that. I’m learning that being in the image of God is so much more than a visualization. You are a creation of God, having DNA of God himself. You are worth fighting for because your heart contains the secrets of God, secrets that hold the freedom Christ came for. Freedom to glorify God by enjoying him forever.

My experience growing up in church was one of men (including myself) failing in leadership. Women were subtly treated as the lesser part of humanity. We gave you “behind the scenes” roles that were supposed to be important. I remember being taught how a biblical woman should act: predictable, passive, and always submissive. Sometimes it was subtle, but honestly, sometimes it wasn’t.

There are still churches and groups of Christians today that tell of this failure. To some degree, we tend to treat the Holy Spirit as the lesser part of God. We say he is an equal part of the trinity, worthy of our heart, yet we teach he is an “it”, fearing an untamed relationship with Jesus. Taken to the extreme, we have reduced the Holy Spirit of God to being a seal, just a security receipt of salvation to make us feel secure. We’ve tried to make God submissive to man. When the power that rose Christ from the dead is suppressed, churches become hollow. I suppressed your true heart and it made me hollow. I saw the intimacy of God inside you, and instead of agreeing to it and protecting it, I was like a little boy, scared to death. This is not what it means to be child like.

Hear me as a man, not gossiping about the Church, but trying to speak the truth in love. I am coming alongside you in agreement, moving toward what God has already been doing. Your heart has been teaching me truths that are freeing to my own heart as a man. Your heart carries the heart of God in a unique way, a way that is needed for the body of Christ to function as it was meant to. Your desire for more intimacy with God is not wrong or arrogant, it is balancing and powerful. It tells of God’s unique ability to completely satisfy us with his presence. 

I cherish the image of God that you bear.  By your heart, I am encouraged to relate to God, not just talk at him. The more of your heart that is revealed to me, the more I am compelled into intimacy with God. I feel as if the pure truths of your heart are absolutely essential to man’s craving for intimacy with God. The more I am convinced of this, the more strength I feel. I will fight for your heart because it is the very heart of God. To me, the greatest freedom to fight for in this life, is the freedom that comes from the heart of a woman.
Love, Andy.


Jesus as master, friend, and lover

January 25, 2012

My scattered thoughts about Jesus.

How do you see God?

God is revealed to us in many different ways. Every Christian acknowledges Jesus as Lord. Jesus also calls us friend. Again, there are countless references to Christians being the bride of Christ.

Which one do we choose?

Is one more right than another?

For me personally, God has taken me through a process. I have never had much trouble seeing God as my father and as master. Growing up, what my dad said was the law. I was taught that God was to be respected just like my dad. I have had times of misunderstanding with my dad that impacted me in a big way, but overall, my dad has been someone I look up to. He is easy to respect. By grace, I have always had a deep respect for God’s word and his commands.

I started seeing Jesus as friend when I found myself feeling very alone. He did not reveal himself to me in a way that was opposed to my fatherly view of God, he was just giving me more of himself. He came to me as a friend, not to encourage prideful thoughts of why I was alone, but loving words that actually did something. A part of me wanted a friend to hear my self-righteous reasons for why I was alone. Reasons like “There just doesn’t seem to be anyone else who cares about living a holy life for Jesus”. Instead of gratifying this misguided desire of my heart, he spoke purpose to my life. He whispered comfort to me. I started learning friendship with Jesus involves talking with him, not just to him. I learned so much about Jesus and found peace in a season of more solitude than I was used to. I started sharing my secrets with God, and he started sharing his secrets with me.

This lead to the most mysterious and amazing part of Jesus I have discovered. Jesus as lover of my soul. It was this part of God that was met with most resistance. My background did not involve this type of language for God. How is a man supposed to relate to something like that? Because of my respect for Jesus as Lord, and my desire to be loyal and kind like a friend, I decided to yield more of my mind to Jesus. I started noticing God speaking to me more personally. It was the Holy Spirit I never knew. As I spent more time with him alone, I saw God was again, giving me more of himself. As he gave me more of himself, I noticed I gave him more of myself out of some reaction. It seemed the only appropriate response to such a thing. I felt alive for maybe the first time ever. God was speaking to me and it was real. I was so overwhelmed with joy that looking back, I probably seemed crazy at times.

I want my life to be this way forever. A journey of knowing Jesus more as master, friend, and lover, falling more in love each time. I don’t want my life to be like this because of some divine revelation God gave me in the woods or something spectacular. God spoke this to me in the most practical way ever, relationship. Recently, I had the opportunity to write again for my friend Lauren and her site goodwomenproject.com. This stirred up the most inspiration I’ve had in a long time. The topic was: letters from men to women.

My heart for women is not a separate topic or just thoughts and opinions I have, it is woven into the fabric of my testimony. That saying, about being changed from the inside out, is true. It wasn’t until I met someone who was truly passionate about purity that I realized this work of grace inside me. After being single for over 3 years, I met a girl who I found myself pursuing. She required something of me that I could not produce, it just had to be there. She had been hurt by pornography in such a way, she was not going to be with someone who viewed it. I knew it had been a while since I last looked, and when I traced it back, I realized it had been over 2 years. This shocked me probably as much as it did her. I was presented with a situation that made me look at grace. I had been hiding God’s grace, worried about making other men feel bad and looking prideful. I finally felt free to boldly accept Christ’s faithfulness personally.

Even now I struggle with hiding Christ’s faithfulness in my life at the expense of my own fear of what people think of me. By sheer grace, It’s now been over 4 years since I have looked at pornography. I always want to go back to that place of being so in love with God, it’s ok if I don’t always seem normal and cool. Life is more free that way.

This freedom allowed me to see the work of the Holy Spirit more clearly. As Jesus became more than just master and friend, my heart was validated so much, I stopped seeking it in pornography. In my relationship with this amazing woman of God, I continually find myself looking God in the face, weeping because of his goodness to me. Seeing Jesus more holistically has enabled me to love her more purely and allowed me to see so much of God through her heart as a woman.

I hope you read my post on the good women project, it is as much of my heart as I could put in a short letter. Both letters I wrote for the good women project were inspired by my girlfriend Emily. God is showing all of us great things and extending an amazing invitation to intimacy with himself. Take some time to slow down and quiet yourself, to be fully alone. You will hear the invitation from God. It may be him calling you out of loneliness, doubt, depression, or into solitude with him. God is always passionately pursuing us, we just have to stop running with our hands clasped over our ears.