I just love this new blog and wanted to share it with you! It’s faith lifting (hence the name), so I’m giving their Monday Meme a shot! Go here to read the original post and then read all the responses!

Discussion questions:

What does it mean for our hearts to start beating more and more like God’s? How could this change the way the world sees Christianity?

The first thing that comes to mind is compassion. I know I need more compassion in my life and so does this world. Or to bring it closer to home: America. I used to be a very empathetic person, aware of the needs of others around me, but somewhere along the way I lost my compassion. Maybe I’ve fallen for the American motto “It’s all about me!” How can I get, be the best, have the best and make the most money.

I’ve lived over seas in a third world country where people had nothing, and they were happy. I was happy and content living there. It was easy to see the needs of others. I was easy to feel the heartbeat of God. But that was a long time ago and God’s heartbeat fell silent, well not really. It’s just the noise of my life drummed louder.

I know I need to look to others instead of myself. Isn’t that what Jesus was/is all about? I think if more people looked to the needs of others in their social relationships, and in their marriage (preaching to the chior here) then we could change the world! I have no doubt about that!

When it comes to church, what do you think God has in mind?

I have to confess I don’t really like church. Never did, maybe some day I will. I hate the denomination divisions that keep us separated instead of united. I hate not feeling like I fit in. I hate feeling like I have to wear a mask, or hold my tongue or dress a certain way just to be accepted.

Did I mention we’re between churches right now? And I feel so spoiled living in a city where there’s wonderful God-fearing, Bible believing churches on every corner. I know not everyone has the luxury of choosing between so many great churches, and I wonder why it’s taking us so long to find a place to call home.

But that’s what I want it to feel like. Home! Where I’m accepted just because and people are honest and friendly and aren’t afraid to be real. Where broken people can be lifted up. Where God is worshiped and praised instead of being asked to bless His people every Sunday morning.

That’s the church I want to find, and I think that’s the kind of church God had in mind for his people!