Flipping Tables

One of my favorite parts of the Bible: when Jesus got angry.

I’m actually going to start with  John 2:1-11, which is  Jesus turning water into wine. That was his first miracle. Also look at John 7:6.

An important point is that Jesus knew when He was supposed to do things. He said it wasn’t His time to perform his first miracle. That being said, I don’t really know why he did it if it wasn’t His time, but He must’ve had a reason.

Yay, now it’s time for flipping tables! Read John 2:12-25. It’s awesome. It makes me happy.

Jesus went and cleansed the Temple because a bunch of idiots were turning it into a business. Jesus walked in, saw all this happening, and made a whip.

He made a whip.

He didn’t walk through calmly saying “You really shouldn’t be doing this, friends, but if you feel like it’s the way you were born, or if you just love everyone, it’s ok.”

No. He went through driving people out with a whip and flipping their money changing tables over. He yelled at them to get out because His father’s temple was not a place of business. He had some really awesome righteous anger.

Jesus was not meek. He was not always gentle and kind. I do not know why people paint him that way. He took action, he was aggressive, he was physical..

One of the verses says something about zeal for his Father’s house consuming Him. The Greek word for zeal translates into jealousy. He was jealous for His father’s house because it was not what it was meant to be. It had become taken over by the world. It was no longer a place of reverence. People were changing money and selling doves.

This brings me to a concern about today’s mega churches. A lot of the times they have coffee shops, stores, something. They are selling things in their church, and I don’t know how they justify that.

I think it’s ok if it’s a fundraiser, but if people are getting paid to work it or it pays for a pastor’s salary or something, it’s a business and it’s wrong. It’s just plain disrespectful.

One more point to draw from His actions was that he spoke out against what they were doing wrong, not against them as people. He didn’t attack anyone personally. I strive to do that in my blog and I think I do a decent job of it. I speak out against sin without involving a certain people group as best I can.

If you look from Jesus CONVERTING water to wine and then CLEANSING the Temple right after, you see what He does in us. After we convert, we are cleansed, we are renewed. Jesus has wonderful power, let Him work it in you.

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Judgement

I’m tired of getting called judgmental by judgmental people who don’t admit that they’re judging me.

Because when you call me judgmental, you are, in fact, judging me.

Now, I never said that I never judge people. Here’s the reality people; we all judge. Yes, you judge people too. Every last one of us make judgments about people and events.

I try not to judge people, and I thought I had been doing a pretty good job about only judging the sin on my blog post, but when I slip up, it’s not really your job to call me out, because that my dear friends is called hypocrisy.

Again, I’m not saying that I’m never hypocritical, but try to think through it before you call me judgmental. I’m trying my best not to be. Are you when you call me out on my every failure?

On a different note, we’re supposed to judge fellow Christians and try and make them aware of their sins. That’s what I’m trying to do. We need to be more careful when we talk to non-believers, and that’s something I need to work on, but I’m blogging mostly to believers and mostly believers comment.

Read these verses in context:

Hebrews 3:12-13

John 7:24

John 8:16

I Corinthians 5:12

1 Corinthians 6:2

Galatians 5:26- 6:2

Ephesians 4:25

Colossians 2:8

Before you throw it at me, Romans 14:13 needs to be read in context. It is talking about different levels of maturity in faith, and how you should not judge if one’s faith is slightly different than yours, not whether or not you should judge sin or make him aware of it. Please, please, please read all the verses in context so they are not abused. You can’t just pick and choose.

Also, Paul, who was not blameless like Christ, spoke out against sin to the churches. He was not silent. He straight up told them what they were doing wrong.

In short, we have been called to judge sin. That is what I am doing. Judging the sin, not the sinner. If you have any reason why that is not Biblical, please tell me, but don’t talk about “feelings” and ignore what the Bible says.

Confessions of a Ninja Ballerina: Teaching

I adore teaching. It’s fun, it’s rewarding, it makes me happy.

It’s also hard, frustrating and, at times, depressing.

Oh, but how can it be both?! ***Confusion***

Here’s how; children.

Okay, so I teach both taekwan-do and ballet. At TKD I help with an after-school program as well as teach evening classes.

The after-school program consists of around 40 public schooled children. A handful of them are really wonderful kids. A different handful are really difficult.

At ballet I teach intermediate class, and an after-school 8-12 class. Same deal there.

So how do you teach a diverse group of people?

1: Find out how different people learn. With some kids, you talk to them and they get it. Others, you have to physically position and they remember what it feels like. Sometimes you have to yell, other times it’s the worst possible thing you can do. You have to memorize which way the kids learn best.

2: Patience, grasshopper. Kids don’t like to listen. This is a law of nature. They will blatantly disregard everything you say if they feel like it that day. It’s beyond frustrating at times. But if you blow up, kids cry, kids complain to parents, parents blow up. So careful there.

3: Set a good example. The kids that actually like you, will look up to you. Watch what you say, watch how you act. It will have an impact on their lives.

4: Choose to see the progress. You can’t be negative as a teacher. Your students will be miserable, you’ll be miserable, the parents will be unhappy, and that’s no way to live.

Teaching is hard guys. But it’s so awesome. It’s definitely not for everyone, however.

Any teachers out there want to add onto this? Any parents with questions or comments? I’m desperate for conversation. Comment below!

Confessions of a Ninja Ballerina: Flexibility

It’s kind of hard being in both ballet and taekwon-do. I mean, they help each other in different areas, but they’re also super contradictory.

However, there’s one field that is the same in both arts; flexibility.

Oh, how I adore stretching. It’s wonderful, relaxing, and rewarding.

People hate me for it.

I don’t want to sound full of myself, but I’m the most flexible person in my taekwon-do school. Since I’m a black belt and I teach classes, I regularly put my students through a 10-15 minute stretching routine. I’ll be at the front, talking them through it and demonstrating. I’ll drop into full side splits with ease. Suddenly the room is filled with groans.

“Show off!”

“That’s not fair!”

“How do you do that?”

Every. Single. Time. I’m almost to the point where I’m ready to just talk them through the stretching so they don’t have to witness my flexibility.

Honestly, I shouldn’t have to repeat myself every class “It just takes practice. You can do this if you stretch at home.”

Are you flexible? Do you wish you were? Keep your eyes open for my next post; a short, easy stretching tutorial.

“Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass. It’s about learning to dance in the rain.”

What if you could fly for just a couple seconds? What if you could experience that airborne feeling every week? What if you knew what it felt like to be weightless?

Well, then, I guess you would be a dancer.

When I was 11, the last thing I ever wanted to be was a ballerina. I mean, come on, pink tights and frilly tutus? Not my style. At. All. But then, my mom signed me up for a ballet class. It changed my life.

At first I was like, ‘yeah, okay, this isn’t as girly as I thought. This is actually kind of hard.’ My teacher, Ms. Rebecca, is a truly remarkable woman and helped me to appreciate the fine art that is dance.

After about three years in ballet, I fell completely in love with it. I loved the work it took, the strength it required, the elegant way it allowed your body to move. It’s all I wanted to do, all the time. My former dreams of becoming an archaeologist/missionary fell into the dust left by the rosin on my ballet flat. I just wanted to dance.

Two and a half years ago, I got my pointe shoes, or toe shoes as some of you may know them. Imagine little plastic bricks strapped to your feet by tight pink ribbon… and then dancing on your toes. Yes, it’s painful, well at least it can be. And yes, it is so worth it. As if ballet wasn’t elegant and graceful enough, being en pointe adds a whole new level.

The best part of dance is seeing it all pay off; dancing on a stage. The lights, the hushed voices of the audience falling into quiet awe as the first dancer takes center stage. The click of pointe shoes against the stage and the heavy breathing through shimmering red lips. Then as the lights fade for the final time, the insistent roar of the appreciative audience. It is overwhelming in the most beautiful ways.

Sometimes I don’t know why I dance. On days when my extension is terrible and my feet are cramping, I forget why I love it so much. Why do I work this hard every day for two hours in the spotlight? Why do I put myself through this?

But then I remember.

Dance gives me wings.

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Me at my last performance. I was a dove 🙂