6.13.2014

Coffee with Jessica


Jessica discusses clinging to truth of Romans 8 in moments of doubt and unbelief. Since breaking her caffeine addiction, she now takes her occasional cup of decaf with a bit of coconut sugar and a heathy dose of heavy whipping cream.

I've been in quite the funk lately... Which isn't new for me. Battling chronic pain for half my life has come with a generous side of 'depression'... Now, just mix in three adorably disobedient children (ages 5,3 &1), and a husband that can't read my mind to save his life... and there you have it... Me... In a desperate state of mind, body and spirit.

Some days I just wish I could hit the 'reset button'. I want to know that my dear Evangeline appreciates the double French braids I painstakingly perfected, as she wiggled and complained. I want to know that my precious Elliot meant to kiss me instead of spitting in my face while yelling "YOU NO CHARGE!" ... or that my sweet Adeline meant to say... "Thank you, mom, for letting me scarf down what measly morsels you had left on your plate instead of yelling "EAT! EAT! MORE!"

When I'm emotional and doubting my husband's love for me... I just want to hit RESET.

"Hey baby," he would say, while perhaps giving me a foot rub, "I love you and I'm committed to loving and caring for you, no matter how many mugs you throw across the room or emotional meltdowns you have. I am for you... and I'm praying for you. You are beautiful. Those jeans do not make your butt look big... and, by the way, you have a bit of cream cheese frosting dangling from your bottom lip... Let me get that for you." (warm embrace)...

For me... Romans 8 has been just that... my spiritual RESET BUTTON. What a glorious chapter of Holy Scripture, packed full of exactly what we need to be hearing above all the other noises and hallow words this world has to offer.

When I find myself surrounded by the dark clouds of pain and depression... 'for I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worth comparing with the glory that is to be revealed to us.' (vs 18). 

When I'm tempted to be overwhelmed by the sin that so easily entangles... ' There is therefore now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus.' (vs 1).

When I'm feeling weak in body and Spirit, and there are no words to contain the sobs... 'Likewise, the Spirit helps us in our weakness... the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groanings too deep for words.' (vs 26).

Doubting God's love and faithfulness seems almost silly when held to the backdrop of verses 29 and 30... These words...' He foreknew me... He predestined me to be conformed in the image of his son. He called me... and those he called, he also justified... and those he justified... he's also glorified!' ... these sweet words have been a lifeline to me. A life preserver thrown out to me as the storms of life are threatening to pull me under... and the one on the other end of this lifeline... the anchor of my soul. The ONE who spoke and there was light. The ONE who calmed the storms. 'The ONE who did not spare his own Son, but gave him up for us all (vs. 32)... how will he not also with him graciously give us all we need?'

Reading Romans 8, and knowing that it's about us... those of us who have believed and are hidden in Christ Jesus... should bring hope, assurance, boldness. When our eyes are cast down at ourselves or our circumstances... the words of this chapter are meant to revive us, to remind us of who we are... and who is for us, interceding on our behalf. It's a reset button when unbelief and doubt creeps in.

'What then shall we say? He is for us. He is at the right hand of the Father interceding for us. We are more than conquerers through him who loved us... and nothing can separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord.' (paraphrased)

When we HEAR Romans 8... it brings truth and hope... the storms of life seem to grow smaller. When we BELIEVE Romans 8... we grab hold of this truth, tethering ourselves to the Anchor... and when we start LIVING Romans 8... we proclaim that truth with boldness and we follow in the footsteps of Christ... no are no longer overcome by the waves... but begin walking above them.

A little about Jessica: 
Jessica Rockey has been married to her dear husband, David, for nearly 8 years. They have 3 sweet and energetic children Evangeline, Elliot and Mary Adeline. Jessica is a former ballerina and dance instructor... and has just taken on the role of Choreographer for a local Passion Play. She loves being a full time mom at home, and spends most of her time aimlessly wandering around the house, trying to remember what she forgot... and saying things like "Stop picking your brother's nose!" and "You have to put on pants if you want to go to the store."