Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Queen of Facebook

“ And it shall come to pass afterward
That I will pour out My Spirit on all flesh;
Your sons and your daughters shall prophesy,
Your old men shall dream dreams,
Your young men shall see visions.
And also on My menservants and on My maidservants
I will pour out My Spirit in those days.

Joel 2:28-29


I share that scripture with you because I don't want to be automatically dismissed when I now tell you that God has been speaking to me in very vivid dreams recently. And although I initially thought it was as an exhortation, now I find myself seriously wondering if it was more of a warning than an encouragement.

Dreams are sort of silly and crazy anyway, so as I share this one with you, I may reign in some of the details, but want to share enough to give a picture.

More than a week ago I had a very vivid dream and I was standing in a room with a group of women from my church. Most of them were sitting, they were not particular people, but one was standing facing me and confronting me. In "real life" this person is someone I adore, and consider a friend, but in my dream, she was ridiculing me and mocking me. She was accusing me of having exposed myself to people, she kept pretending she was lifting her shirt as though it was something I had done, and the other women though not speaking, I knew were on her side. As i stood in the room I knew these women had killed another woman before me. I knew they had killed her, and I knew it had been done by a snake or an eel. The one woman was just relentless accusing me of things I hadn't done, and I stood in confidence on my innocence. I was also aware of women/ people on the other side of the room who were just sitting back and watching. They were faceless too, but I did know they were not fellow believers, or at least not fellow church members.

Finally my accuser, and the women with her and I walked outside of the house we were in, I to leave, and they to walk into an adjacent garage. I knew they were going into the garage to get drunk on beer from a refrigerator that was full of it. As we were walking, I had a peace about not having done any of what I'd been accused of. The women went into the garage but the accuser lingered. At this point in my dream she transitioned from being the friend I spoke of (in real life) into another woman I have known and been friends with for most of my life. She is not a believer or serving God and is living her life in an extremely worldly way. (But I still and will always lover her.) As we parted at the garage she had this satisfied smile on her face as though she knew she had me, but still I had this confidence of my innocence, knowing what she had said about me was not true.

I went out to the street and got into my car to leave. I sat for a moment, and again there was an overwhelming sense of confidence that I was not guilty of what she said. Then suddenly I looked down and saw a snake coming up along side me and it bit me in the left leg just above my knee.

At this point dream and reality started to cross, the snake bit me in the dream, but felt the pressure of it in real life. In my dream I knew I was being killed, and I became paralyzed and began to black out. At the same time, I was beginning to awaken, and could "see" the sense of blacking out through my eyelids. In my dream, paralyzed and losing consciousness I remember thinking I needed to fall forward onto the horn of my car in hopes someone would hear me and come to help. In reality I remember becoming aware that I was dreaming, and needing to wake myself up. As the subconscious and conscious met, I forced myself to open my eyes, as I did I woke to the dark room to find for a moment I could not move, and then finally like breaking from a chain, I was able to move my arm and lift myself up.


As I sit here and type this out I wonder about the eyes rolling, the heads shaking and how many of you are actually right in this moment writing me off as a nut. Sigh. But I press on.

I went to a friend who is extremely wise and gifted in the area of dream interpretation (yes, that too is biblical, remember Joseph and Daniel.) And she listened and was strongly convinced that this was in fact a "God dream." And she felt the "exposure" that I was being mocked for and ridiculed about was directly related to my openness, both here on the blog as well as on Facebook. It is something I have long struggled with because for the fact of the matter, it is both something I BELIEVE I am supposed to do/be, and it is something I have had to stand under quite a bit of harassment for.

Some of my friends interpretations were literal, some of the "who" that was represented (but NOT the actual persons) and some of it was more metaphorical. (Sounds a lot like the Joseph dreams.) In the end she felt that my sense peace and confidence was because I really hadn't done anything wrong, being so open and real on Facebook and on this blog. But the snake and the woman I knew had died before me represented the destructiveness of gossip, and women who'd been destroyed in the church by it before.

After her interpretation she prayed for me. As she did, she stopped because she said she felt strongly that the enemy did not want me to continue to blog. When she said it, it was like a hot poker straight to my heart, because literally just a few days before I had almost pulled the plug on this blog completely. I was down and discouraged and ready to give up. I have believed for a long time this blog was a part of my personal ministry, starting it was the last thing I know I can say I felt the Lord told me clearly to do, but when you feel as though you labor and labor and see no results, well, even though He tells us not to, it's easy to grow weary trying to do good, when you're not completely confident in how good it is.

So, I heard the word, not to pull the plug, and I didn't. The fact of the matter is, I have ALWAYS believed that ministry, true ministry is about just one person at a time. When opportunity used to afford itself for me to teach on a somewhat consistent basis, I used to always say, it didn't matter how many people were in the room, if one person, just one person, was ministered to, then what I had done mattered. For me it has never been about recognition or prestige, not even reputation, although there's nothing wrong with wanting to have a good reputation. (Let not mercy and truth forsake you; bind them around your neck, write them on the tablet of your heart, and so find favor and high esteem in the sight of God and man. Proverbs 3:3-4)

Well, opportunities don't afford themselves the way they used to. Time, circumstance, perhaps even perception don't open very many doors these days for me to stand in a room and teach or encourage people from the Word. So ministry that once was has had to be redefined into different places and circumstances. This blog was the beginning of that. It isn't the first time my ministry has been "on line," back in the late 90s I had a huge ministry to over 100 post-abortive women online. It was birthed out of life and circumstance and I know the Lord used it mightily to help many women come to terms with their pasts, and some to even come to salvation. God did a good work, and has helped me see that the internet is a powerful resource for the work of His kingdom.

So, this blog - it was started in a struggle against circumstance, crying out to God for a place to serve Him and bless His people. When I cried out with my why's and what's, He spoke one word to me, "Write." In the moment He said it I knew it was Him, but I had no idea what the practicalities were. Then a few days later I ran across a friend in church. She's someome who at one point had been a huge mentor in my life, someone who I had great respect for, but hadn't really been close to in a long time because of change and circumstance inboth our lives. She pulled me aside somewhat eagerly and told me she had been praying for me and that she felt impressed of the Lord to encourage me to start a blog. Within a couple of days from that conversation, "My Walk of Faith" was born.

Sometime later, Facebook came along and seemed to naturally become a part of ministry for me along with the blog. It came an avenue to share the blog, but more than that it came a place where I could share my heart, get to know people and get to be known. It became about building relationship, trying to encourage, even creating accountability. I know I found myself trying harder and harder to watch my steps in life, wanting to be real, also wanting to be truthful. I would harass my son's friends about the movies they talked about going to see only to find myself having to turn the channel in a favorite program or staying home when there might be a movie that looked like a good laugh just because I didn't want to be a hypocrite. Some people resisted me, others received it well, everyone seemed to get used to me, and friendships were born, relationships were built. It made me want to be on Facebook a lot, maybe even all the tome, but it was because I loved the people. I loved seeing pictures of a daughter's first pedicure, or hearing about an amazing opportunity to play a song in big church. It opened the door for me to tell someone how touched I was by a song they wrote, or offer words of condolences to a friend suffering loss. Honestly, it felt very much to me like the way the world, particularly the church world, ought to be, open, real, and relational. Even with my friends and new acquaintances who didn't necessarily share my beliefs, it was an avenue to get to know one another better and maybe even share perspectives we might never come across any other way. I liked Facebook, it felt like home to me.

I know I was on a lot. I sit at a computer doing boring accounting work and data entry all day long and having the screen to pop over and see what was going on beyond my 4 walled office with no windows made my day better. And if there was a prayer request, or a quick opportunity for a short conversation with my friend from church or my sister-in-law across the country, all the better. I don't remember when the teasing started. Comments about the best place to reach me always being Facebook (especially once my phone linked up to it) the digs about me having no life. They've been going on for a while, and I did my best to shrug them off, because I knew I was doing things that mattered there. And if only one person is touched... well, that's what I thought anyway.

I was at a birthday lunch a while back the first time I heard myself referred to as "The Queen of Facebook." It wasn't someone I knew well, but he is my FB friend, and he said it with a laugh in his voice and a little elbow in my side. It bothered me a little, I'll admit, but I took it in jest, because it felt like it was. I gave him the benefit of the doubt, because that's what I would want. I'm a teaser, I can take being teased.

The term didn't die that day though. I've heard it in several conversations. Little digs I laugh off, again, and again, and again. Said at Bunco, said online, heard in church, it stopped sounding like teasing. Suddenly it felt like a jab.

I had a friend from high school who I reconnected with on FB this past year come on my page recently and leave me a post. She said something to the effect of, "I saw a billboard today and it made me think of you: 'Don't go to church, BE the church.'" I was blown away, because right there she had summed up my heart and my life's biggest desire, to BE the church, in all that I do, all that I am, I just want to be my little part of Jesus. So, fast forward to this past week, where my Facebook Utopia with friends I love and care about abound. Three hard blows came, and sent me over the edge.

First a male friend said some things to me that made me really uncomfortable. He put me in this awkward position, feeling suddenly like I was accidently standing in a single's bar. I had to go to Neal and show him what was said, and we;re both at a loss on how to handle the situation.

Then someone who I have invested a lot into in the past year, much of it on Facebook seemingly did a complete turn around on me regarding their thoughts and opinions about me as a person, things I've done and said. And I feel pushed out and like whatever their perception is of me now, it has completely eradicated innumerable investments (I thought eternal ones) I have made in that person's life. And they're unwilling to even talk it out with me. In a week's time, I went from being someone they appreciated to someone they consider to be a drma in their life. Huge, painful blow to my heart.

Finally, the proverbial straw came from a conversation relayed to me that happened between two women who are big figures in my life. For the record, neither of them is on Facebook at all. But in a conversation where one thought I would be a good avenue to pass important information along to a 3rd party, the other dismissed me as someone who needed to be bypassed. Why? Well, you see it's the title she had for me. Can you guess it? Yes, she referred to me as the Queen of Facebook, and in her estimation, that clearly wasn't a good thing.

So here is what interests me, this person isn't even on Facebook, but obviously someone else has told her about me there, because she has no information of her own to base it on. So people are obviously talking about me in a derogatory way, and I cannot begin to imagine which of my 500-some FB friends actually feel that way, though I can narrow it down to the 2-300 some that are my friends within the body, because that's where this person comes from. And suddenly I find myself flashing back to a dream in a room full of women standing in judgment of me, mocking me, and I wonder where the snake is, and when it's going to come to destroy me.

Honestly, I'm at a loss. I don't want to be off Facebook, I miss so many people already. I miss hearing about their weight loss victories or there new adventures in new lands, or even how they hope to live through the day without killing one of their teenagers.

I had another dream a few days after the first one, and in it, I found myself exposed. I felt judged by someone again "in the body" who in real life I love, trust and value, but in my dream who rejected me and judged. In this dream I went unnoticed by regular people, and even my own family thought where I was, how I was was ok, but because of the judgment I found myself trying to cover up with two kids games, Operation and Battleship. My friend had interesting interpretaions on this "God dream" too. In the end, I laid the Battleship down. In her interpretation, it was about laying down warfare. She felt it wasn't mine to fight. But I can't help but worry about the snake, not knowing where it's coming from, just knowing he's been laid out for me with the purpose to paralyze and destroy. And now I find myself like Gideon, hiding, and afraid.

Not exactly a woman of valor, but neither am I any longer, the Queen of Facebook.

Addendum, I went to see the process of reactivating an account and it wasn't information, it just activated. So I am no longer OFF Facebook, but not actually sure if that will change or remain, for now, low key, evaluating, and then possibly going to have to do some weeding, rethinking, change.

5 comments:

email said...

Sometimes God allows things to happen for a reason, something here tell me that perhaps you are are "missing the point". I would love talk to you more about this if you care to. But I don't know no other way to talk with you privately. Do you still have your FB account email? My email is Wt4God@msn.com, if you want to talk. I am here for you.
Love
Christine

Beth Wilder said...

Oh Diana, reading this breaks my heart!! Just as the Holy Spirit uses people to speak life, encouragement and resurrection into our lives Satan uses people also; to speak death, discouragement and lies. The stronger the effect you have in your 500+ facebook friends' spiritual walk the greater the pain will be by people causing distortion, shame and worthlessness. You know this to be true as well as I do. Praise God. He has warned you that there are snakes because you must have forgotten they're there. I still say you need to overcome the snakes and the seemingly innocent but hurtful remarks and persevere in your ministry. As for the male friends' remarks. I'm guessing he made a comment about how great you look now with the weight loss. Could that be Satan again trying to shame you for an accomplishment? Or maybe just a males' version of a compliment that could've been worded more carefully? I don't know but what has worked for me when people say undeserving things about me is this recurring thought: 'what so and so says or does speaks to who they are; it does not speak to who I am'. Stand firm in who you are, as a child of God and a friend of Jesus. Come back to facebook, when you've regained your strength, and enjoy your friends. My prayer, besides the obvious, is that the woman who is being the snake will recognize herself here and will come to you and ask forgiveness. God bless you, Diana, in all you do. Come out of your funk and stand with the assurance of who you are and what your purpose is. If you prefer to keep my comment private, just between you and me I'm 100% good with that. Remember, there's many people within the church walls whose hearts are not right with the Lord. Maybe that's a snake of a different color, lol. Take care, be good to yourself, prayerfully submit yourself to the Lord and resolutely follow His direction. You're being prayed for.

Anonymous said...

what if the snake was the plot to get your voice off of facebook?

Just For Me said...

Diana, I have no encouraging words, however, I do want you to know I think of you more often then you will ever know and will ALWAYS keep you in my prayers! Thank you for your blogs and all your sharing! God bless you!!! xoxo Tricia

Christina Salazar said...

I am so sorry Diana. I looked for you this morning in anticipation of your morning post. You always seem to brighten my rocky start. I want you to know that your blogs have touched me in ways I can't explain. From parenting, beliefs, prayer, just in every day life situations. DON'T STOP BLOGGING!!!! Please know that I will continue to pray for you daily. I am sad your gone from facebook but totally in agreement with what your doing. (Those things, which you have both learned,and received, and heard, and seen in me, DO: and the God of peace shall be with you. Philippians 4:9)I support you 100% Please keep my email handy if you so choose. We don't see each other at church often (we go to 1st service) but I would love to keep in touch. Just let me know.
Your sister in Christ,
Christina Salazar