Conflict Zone VS Comfort Zone

This is just something that has been on my heart for quite a while... pretty much my entire life... lol but for some reason today... it has just been in the forefront of my mind... so I'll share.

Countless times I've seen, heard or learned of some type of injustice going on around the world, a need that needs to be met, people or causes that need to be helped. Whether its: feed the children commercials, homeless people on the streets, abortion, human sex trafficking, people needing to vent, a pet dying, financial issues, health issues... (seriously, I could go on forever). You get my point, right? There are a lot of things that go wrong on a daily basis. Can you agree with me that there are certain issues that just really pull on your heart strings? So much so that you're moved... it does something emotionally to you? Maybe its because you can relate... you were at that point before, you know someone that has been there, or you just have a soft spot in your heart for the people or area going through that. There are many different reasons... but regardless... there is a trigger and it has an effect. How often do we actually RESPOND and ACT on this heart string tugging?

sym·pa·thy/ˈsimpəTHē/

Noun:

Feelings of pity and sorrow for someone else's misfortune. Formal expression of such feelings; condolence

In a nutshell... as humans if we see, hear, or learn of something unfortunate happening... we are sympathetic towards them. Correct? But... Do we just leave it at that? Far too many of us... (especially in the Body of Christ) feel that being sympathetic towards somebody is enough. Is it really?

 If you were going through a tough time, lets just say that you're mourning; would you prefer for someone to tell you that they feel bad about whats going on with you? Or would you prefer for them to cry with you--to share your burden with you? Let's flip the script a bit... If you were celebrating a great accomplishment... what would you value most? A "good job." or a friend that is excited and celebrates with you? I love how The Message puts it:

Bless your enemies; no cursing under your breath. Laugh with your happy friends when they're happy; share tears when they're down. Get along with each other; don't be stuck-up. Make friends with nobodies; don't be the great somebody.

Romans 12:14-16 MSG (Emphasis added)

These verses are not describing sympathy... they are illustrating what it is to be EMPATHETIC.

em·pa·thy

noun \ˈem-pə-thē\

1: the imaginative projection of a subjective state into an object so that the object appears to be infused with it 

2: the action of understanding, being aware of, being sensitive to, and vicariously experiencing the feelings, thoughts, and experience of another of either the past or present without having the feelings, thoughts, and experience fully communicated in an objectively explicit manner; also : the capacity for this

To be empathetic is basically to feel with someone... whereas to be sympathetic is to feel for someone. Sympathy is like the first step towards empathy... but why do we stop there and not take the extra steps to actually experience with whomever or whatever it is that is triggering us to feel??? This is where the Conflict VS Comfort Zone comes in to play... 

Have you ever noticed that, most of the time--  The people that put themselves "out there" to help... the people that are always there for you... that go out of their way to help... that are your shoulder to cry on... etc... are the people that have been through a lot? They've lived through the dark times... and have come out survivors!.. they shine the brightness of their light in whatever part of your life that you need them to? How about the people that have nothing really going wrong in their lives... they're... comfortable? How many comfortable people do you see putting themselves out there to help? From personal experience... when I'm comfortable... I don't want to move one bit... because then I will become UN-comfortable. But did you notice how self centered my previous statement was; who does that help? 

  I actually got this concept from Father of Lights... and I'm paraphrasing, 

'...there are 2 zones in the world: a conflict zone and a comfort zone. The church that is in the conflict zone is united... The church that is in the comfort zone, doesn't care.'

Can I get an "AMEN!" over here?! Some of the strongest bonds that I have with people or causes have come from troubling times. Its in these times of turbulence that you discover who and what is true and what matters and you don't let go. Why do you think that most often, people seek and cling most to God during their dark seasons? Jesus has been through it ALL... He knows what we're going through because He experienced it and prevailed... as a human!

Being in the comfort zone is such a dangerous place to be in. You don't do anything. There is not change, no growth--that means that you have NO AFFECT on anybody. You still have feelings and opinions... but what good are those if there is no action coming from them? 

 What good is it, my brothers and sisters, if someone claims to have faith but has no deeds? Can such faith save them? Suppose a brother or a sister is without clothes and daily food. If one of you says to them, "Go in peace; keep warm and well fed," but does nothing about their physical needs, what good is it? In the same way, faith by itself, if it is not accompanied by action, is dead.

James 2:14-17 NIV

I've written all of this to say, STEP UP... if you feel these injustices... do something about it! Take that extra step... don't just have an opinion... have an action to back it up! Take a moment to ponder what the world could be like if we each stood up for what is right... is it worth the discomfort? I think so.

May God bless you. I ask in faith right now, that the Holy Spirit stir your heart... that you become uncomfortable and remain uncomfortable until all of the wrongs are righted. I pray that you are filled with strength & boldness that is not your own, but your Heavenly Father's. I declare a revolution in your life that affects many and changes the world! All of this in Jesus' mighty and holy name, Amen.

This photo was taken on an ordinary winter day. My grandparents and I were in our front yard when we saw this homeless man limping with no shoes or pants on. He was only wearing long johns. We gave him clothes, shoes, a blanket, food, water, and called the ambulance because he was injured. Did this interrupt our ordinary day? Yes. I wouldn't have it any other way. Go the extra mile, folks. Not so that you look good, but because it's the right thing to do.

Much love,

Alyssa Ponce

GRACE

            I don’t have a crazy testimony. I didn’t break any drug or alcohol addiction when I first came to know God. Matter of fact, I was raised in a Christian home. I’ve gone to church all my life with the exception of a few years during my parents rocky marriage, but I knew about God  and had a sense of reverence for Him. But I didn’t know Him. 7 years after my first genuine encounter with Christ, I can say there is definitely a difference between knowing about God and knowing God.

           

 It was my sophomore year of high school that my mom signed me up for a retreat. Because let’s face it, every sassy, major ‘tude, “I do what I want!” teenage girl needs some Jesus in her life! ;) I was ditching classes on the regular and lacked motivation in my classes. It’s not that I was living my life deliberately against God; it’s just that I wasn’t living my life for Him. He was placed in a “Sunday only” box in my mind and stayed there. The week before I went to the retreat, I got busted once again for ditching school and my mom was done. She tells me now that she prayed that I would come down the mountain a changed person, little did she know her prayer was soon to be answered.

           

 The retreat was almost like a vacation for me. I spent time catching up with old friends, kinda sorta maaaaybe even sang a few worship songs, and came back down wishing my church friends a great summer and I would see them next retreat.

(God speaks to you when you least expect it)

            I got home that Sunday and unpacked my things. I talked a bit with my mom about how it was fun, and how nice the cabins were. That was it. That was the extent of the impact of the retreat. While unpacking, something told me to read my Bible. During my life, I’d always have those days when I would read the Bible and promise myself I would keep reading daily. A day later I would be over it and simply tell myself back to the “Sunday only” ritual. But this time was different.

I desired to not just know about the God on Sunday, but to know the God who also existed Monday through Saturday.

May 21^st, 2005 I made the promise that would change my life forever. I rededicated my life to Christ and knew that there was no turning back. This was it, I told myself, I would never leave Him again and this time it was for real. Someone should have busted a Moonstruck Cher slap on me! Making the decision to follow Christ is the easy part. Living a life dedicated to the Lord is a whooooole ‘notha story!

You see, the thing is that once you know the truth, there is no way to unlearn it. It seeps into your heart and no matter what you do, say, or who you hang with…it’s always there in the back of your mind.

            Between then and now, it’s been a rocky path. I’m not going to say I’ve been a great Christian, because the reality is, I’ve failed countless times. I’ve made choices that have had major consequences, tried to find comfort in relationships and friendships, said things that I wish I can take back, and have not represented Christ as I should. What I have discovered in the last year is the power of His Grace.

Oh, God’s sweet sweet grace.

            His grace is what makes me love Him. His love for me, even though I don’t deserve it, brings me back to Him broken and humbled. His favor in my life is what makes me praise Him more because I know all good things come from above. His constant guidance in my life makes me trust Him more because His will is always better than my own. For the longest time, I played the religion card. If I go to church every Sunday, get involved in ministry, teach children, read every day for 30 minutes, pray for all the starving kids around the world, I will be saved and have the golden ticket to Heaven! Duh! (Moonstruck slap…HERE!)

“For by GRACE you have been saved through faith, and that not of yourselves; it is the gift of God” Ephesians 2:8

            As Christians, we often get stuck with the ideology that being a “good Christian” means not cussing, not drinking, and going to church every Sunday. If you believe this….I’M ABOUT TO BUST YOUR BUBBLE! Don’t get me wrong, these are good, but they are not the foundation of what living like Christ means. This is a safe idea of what being a Christian is. This is the barely getting by, by the skin of my teeth Christianity. I don’t want to do this anymore. I don’t want you to do this anymore. I want us to live outside the bubble, outside our comfort zones.

I want to see you (yes, you!) become the person God has called you to be.

            So dear friends, from my 23 years of experience (Yes, I count ALL my years of life, cause you know I was so wise when I was 2) this is my life. It’s messy; it’s full of disappointments, low times, anger and regrets. I’m not gonna act like my life is perfect, because it’s far from it. I struggle daily, and have to tell myself every morning, “Today I will live this day for the Lord”. But it’s those bad times that have been the foundation of my faith. It is my inability to grow spiritually by myself that has allowed me to trust in Him so much more.  And at the end of the day, all I know is that life is better with Him, always.  

My brethren, count it all joy when you fall into various trails, knowing that the testing of your faith produces patience.

James 1:2

In Him,

Anneliese 

           

A New Beginning

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Hello Readers!
If you're reading this, you probably learned about Revelations of a Daughter by either Facebook or Instagram. I thank you so much, from the bottom of my heart for checking out this blog. Your time and attention is incredibly appreciated!

Let me give you a little back story to why I, Alyssa Ponce, even started this blog:

I've always liked to write... whether its a letter, email, fb post, fictional story, essay, journaling, anything... the list goes on. Well, I was searching for another way of glorifying Poppa. At that time, I found myself learning a lot in a quick time and wanted to pour into someone else's life... one of the problems is that, I didn't really know who or where to start with. Then it hit me, (thank You, Holy Spirit)... what if i blogged about what I learned? Somebody out there should/could/would be able to relate, right? Well, that's what I hoped and prayed for! However, my posts seemed to be all over the place... from community service to rants... it felt like something just wasn't clicking... but what was I doing wrong? Haha. That brings me to now :)

Now, more than ever I've had the opportunity to notice and appreciate how everybody that I come into contact with is different. How we all go through different trials and tribulations... How we deal and cope with our circumstances... How we speak, act, think... Our backgrounds... Our strengths and weaknesses..

ALL DIFFERENT.

It's beautiful, really. I'm reminded of a sisterhood... brotherhood... better yet... of family. We all come together to support each other... to be a part of something bigger than our individual selves... to bring out the best in each other. Like a beautiful, vibrant, fragrant bouquet of flowers. One flower on its own may be pretty, but when you put various types of flowers and arrange them just right... WOW! Each one "shines" on its own while still highlighting the beauty of the others around.

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So what's your point, Alyssa??? Well... my point is that I have come to the realization that in order for this blog to thrive and really serve its purpose to glorify God, 

I can't do this on my own. 

 Yes, of course I can continue posting blogs just about my life and my experiences... but my life and experiences are all existent for a purpose that is not my own. I would hate to hinder the impact that this site can have by limiting it to one perspective. That is why I have asked an ELITE group of women... and men (differing in age, stages in their walk with Christ, personality, culture, background, interests, circumstances) if they would be willing to pour out into this blog forum, this ministry... because in reality... that's what we all will be doing, ministering to complete strangers. 

Each of the individuals that I have asked, loves the LORD wholeheartedly and expresses it in totally different ways. I believe that they have accepted to join me because of their love for our Abba... and their passion to spread that love to YOU (the reader), in hopes that you may spread that to others that we may not be able to reach. I pray that Holy Spirit touches your heart and stirs something inside of you so that you truly are impacted by this and in turn are driven to impact others.

Please stay tuned for the first post which will be up soon! I invite you to participate. Lets bring this thing to LIFE!!! Feel free to comment, either to ask, add, or just co-sign what the author said (remember... a little encouragement goes a long way). If you feel that you would like to submit a post, please, please, PLEASE do not hesitate... you can message it to the Revelations of a Daughter Facebook page (www.facebook.com/RevelationsOfADaughter). Feel free to post prayer requests or anything that you feel led to. You are loved!!!

Be blessed,

A Daughter.