Where the True Joy Flows From

Have you ever had that feeling of being wrapped in the arms of someone you love; and love and happiness fills up to your heart's rim, and you just want to melt?

Well, I'm 16, so I'm gonna go ahead and say that I haven't. But that is how I feel in Haiti. I was sitting in Heartline's guest house near Port au Prince in a rocking chair last Wednesday, and upon resting my head back I sighed a sigh of contentment. Ironic, isn't it? Comparing love and comfort to brutal Haiti. But that's how you feel when you are where you belong.

I realized how odd my romantic parallel was when I wrote it in my journal that day, so I began to wonder why exactly so I love this place so much, why do I feel the most complete and free in Haiti?

That's when the understanding poured in. Everyone in Haiti (to some extent) was like me, and I like them. We were all here -- coated in dirt, sweat, and stubbly hair -- for the same purpose. We, willing to trade in our comfort at home, had a similar heart and a united purpose: to follow God, at all costs. I find that the people who have given up everything to radically follow Jesus are my favorite kind of people.

Today was my first day back at school since the trip. I dreaded it. The thought of seeing those college students, most of them not Christians --not to mention not pursuing Jesus' call -- brought deep sadness. I wanted my on-fire-willing-to-serve missionary friends back! In America there are so many distractions: TV, Internet, media, consumer purchasing, materialistic spending, worrying about physical appearance, school and work stress -- it is being put before serving God. How do I know? Because I do it! ...And I hate it, but I still do it. It still happens because it's hard to prevent. In Haiti, I'm around many people who are only living their days to serve God through serving others. They don't watch TV, spend money (because they probably don't have much), or frantically try to cover up every physical flaw -- because it just doesn't matter in the light of serving Jesus.

When you really are living on the grace of the Lord, you will feel overwhelming love and you will feel exciting contentment. After all, I am in love with the Man who said, " a man's life does not consist in the abundance of his posessions . . . But seek His kingdom and these things [food, clothes, safety, happiness] will be given to you as well" (Luke 12: 15 & 31).

Letting Go

I was sitting in Mother Terea's Orphanage and Hospital for the Sick and Dying in Haiti a couple days ago, holding a baby boy who came to me wet. The room I was in was dark due to the lack of windows and electricity, and the crying of babies and desperate-to-comfort voices was all the filled the building audibly. As I sat on the bench, wondering what exactly caused this child's clothes to feel moist, I felt love tie a rope around my heart. In the heat, unescapable smells, and dire cries, I realized I wouldn't want to be anywhere else at that moment.

I came to the realization that nothing was more important. Holding that beautiful, skeleton-shaped baby was the most crucial thing I could have been doing. That's when I began thinking about people at home, what would they think? Why aren't there more people going into the nations? What could they choose over wanting to feel this love? Money, American houses, fast cars, security, safety? Those things sounded nice. They sounded comfortable. But with that baby in my arms, I knew that those things equated to nothing because of one simple fact: this is what Jesus did His whole life, letting every worldly thing go and living to love others.

I haven't accomplished that goal. I'm embarrassed by how selfish I am actually. But I pray often that my life will always be transforming to something more like Jesus'. That's why I can confidently tell others I would sing praises if God leads me to living in Haiti one day. It will not always be fun, or easy. I most likely will feel overwhelmed, lonely, amongst many other things -- I know this fully. However, nothing would make my soul sing more to live every moment of every day doing the most important thing in life, counting all else at a loss, and trying to love as Jesus loved.

What No One Has Ever Told You About Sex

No one ever straight up told me that I shouldn't have sex. It's a conclusion that I drew up before I was even a teenager. At thirteen I started wearing a ring and told Jesus I was His alone until my wedding night. Because my decision for purity was done so early on in my life, at sixteen I was left wondering much. Why does God want us to wait for marriage to have sex? Why does sex make things everything complicated? Why does it hurt outside of marriage? Why does it inevitably emotionally connect people like it does? I wanted answers. And you might too.

I probably have family and friends shaking in their boots right now wondering what the heck Elisabeth is going publicly to say about sex. I bought a book the other day called "What are You Waiting For?: The one thing no one ever tells you about sex" by Dannah Gresh. While I am reading this book, I will come here to share my findings and share my excitment towards answers about sex - the real kind.

I often read that verse in Genesis, "Adam lay with his wife Eve, and she became pregnant," and thought "Okay, he was SO NOT just laying there." In Dannah's research for her book, she whipped out her Hebrew dictionary and looked up the Hebrew word for sex. The word was yada. This is were things only START to get interesting. What's the Hebrew definition for yada?

Yada

verb. to know, to be known, to be deeply respected

It is also used in verses like these, not just in sex scenarios:

17 And the LORD said to Moses, “I will do the very thing you have asked, because I am pleased with you and I know [yada] you by name.” Exodus 33:17

10 He says, “Be still, and know [yada] that I am God Psalm 46:10

Amazingly, I think the first part of the definition is for women, the second for men. Dannah shares, "Almost every female I've spoken to about this admits that she really isn't yearning for physical touch in her sexual encounters, but is seeking deep emotional caressing. " Women like when when men know them. Beyond what color their eyes are or their favoroite ice cream flavor. They long for something deeper.

"The latter definition of yada - respect - tends to resonate with men. They want to know they have what it takes to receive your admiration," states Gresh. Are you surprised that God would design something so perfect and filling for both the man and woman? I'm not, and I'm overjoyed. Yada is obviously not just a physical act, but something that transcends the physical. At least, that's what sex is supposed to be.

Due to our unfortunate sin, there is another Hebrew word for sex used throughout the Bible. Shakab. This is only used in the Bible when sex is abused, for example in Genesis 19:33 when Lot's daughter gets him drunk and.. "lays" with him. This is not yada. Shakab is defined as (paraphrased) "the exchange of bodily fluids". Yeah, this doesn't sound as fun to me, and it is most definitely not God's sex.

Within yada two people can have total trust, transparency, devotion, and respect. I don't know about you, but when I have sex that's the kind that I want. Why does sex intertwine souls like it does? Come back in exactly a week for some more answers. (: