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Looking Out the Window: Jennifer Slattery Talks about Finding Strength in Jesus and Her New Book, Her Small Town Refuge

 




A Warm Welcome to Jennifer Slattery


Jennifer will give away a print copy (U.S. residents only) of Her Small Town Refuge.

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The Messy but Beautiful Call to Love


Most of want to be the type of person who notices those standing on the fringe, welcomes them close, and creates safe places where they can experience Christ. At least in theory. In practice, however, many of us discover how challenging and at times uncomfortable and convicting it can be to build relationships with those from hard places and an abundance of rough edges. 


Life gets messy when we invite others in; when we reach out to the wounded. Simple and seemingly benign conversation can unexpectedly grow tense, our actions, at times, misaligned, and our best intentions viewed with skepticism if not contempt. And this hurts, not just from the sting of rejection. Iā€™m convinced our greatest discomfort stems from the ugliness these interactions reveal within us. 


At least, thatā€™s what I find most difficult. Iā€™d like to say, when others challenge my peace, I immediately turn to Jesus and seek His strength in my weakness. I do that on occasion, but not nearly as often as Iā€™d like. 


And Iā€™m forced to wrestle with the disconnect between all those feel-good slogans about loving oneā€™s neighbor I splatter across social media and my real life behavior. The seeds of sin lurking, otherwise unnoticed, within. In that moment, I have a choice: I can withdraw and surround myself with those who believe and behave as I do, those who are relatively easy to get along with, progressively insulating myself from the very people God calls me to love. I can respond to anger with anger, distrust with distrust, and contempt with contempt, often finding numerous reasons to justify my behavior. 


Or I can courageously lean into grace, yielding to Jesus and trusting Him to grow me through every uncomfortable moment and unfiltered word I regrettably blurt. When I withdraw, I become stagnant and increasingly Pharisaical. I develop an ā€œus-vs-themā€ mentality that feeds my pride and starves my love and grace. I grieve my Fatherā€™s heart and self-protect myself out of the life, the calling, He planned for me. Similarly, when I give in to my sinful reactions, although this might feel momentarily gratifying, guilt and regret always follow. When I choose to yield, however, amazing and life-giving things occurā€”within me, within others, and within my community. 


I wonder how many of the ancient Israelites grappled with these issues as God led them through the wilderness and toward the land Heā€™d long promised them. Having spent their entire lives enslaved in a pagan country, they couldnā€™t fathom what true freedom looked likeā€”from their physical bondage, yes, but also from the even more oppressive shackles of sin. They had heard of God. Theyā€™d seen Him do miracles in their midst, but theyā€™d never learned to live as His beloved, chosen, and redeemed children. 


They were the epitome of babies in the faith, called by their Creator to a whole new life. That journey alone wouldā€™ve been challenging. They were traveling through a desert wilderness, with whining little ones in tow, after all. Therefore, they experienced all the frustrations that come when imperfect people live, day in and day out, with other imperfect people. Siblings, inlaws ā€¦ and all the foreigners who, upon seeing Godā€™s power, fled Egypt with them. 


Numbers 11:4-6 state, ā€œThen the foreign rabble who were traveling with the Israelites began to crave the good things of Egypt. And the people of Israel also began to complain. ā€˜Oh, for some meat!ā€™ they exclaimed. ā€˜We remember the fish we used to eat for free in Egypt. And we had all the cucumbers, melons, leeks, onions, and garlic we wanted. But now our appetites are gone. All we ever see is this manna!ā€™ā€


If you follow the story, youā€™ll see the complaining that began with these foreigners and soon infected the entire camp led to unfortunate the consequence. Some of the Hebrews might have thought, then, that these outsiders who tagged along with them through the desert were to blame for the Israelitesā€™ poor behavior and the suffering that followed. They might even have been tempted to distance themselves from the foreigners among them. But that wasnā€™t what God called them to, nor what He calls us to. 


He doesnā€™t want us to self-protect. Instead, He invites us to strengthen ourselves through Him so that, like Jesus, we can show love to the grateful and ungrateful, the honorable and dishonorable, the pleasant and at times infuriating, alike. When we do, we learn to live more consistently connected to and dependent on our Savior, grow just a little more like Jesus, and reveal the beauty and transformative power of grace. 


Those blessings come, in abundance, when we willingly embrace discomfort to follow, with a sometimes stumbling and limping gate, the One who invites us to play a part in His redemptive mission. Although the road wonā€™t likely be easy, I guarantee it will never lead to regret.   





About Her Small Town Refuge



To secure the future sheā€™s been wishing for, she must earn her bossā€™s trust.


Escaping to the Texas Hill Country with her daughter for a vet tech internship is Stephanie Thorntonā€™s chance at a safer life. But when medicine goes missing from Caden Stoughtonā€™s struggling vet clinic, all evidence points to Stephanie. With the new life sheā€™s been searching for hanging in the balance, Stephanie must convince Caden to trust her with his businessā€¦and his heart.


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Bio: Jennifer Slattery is a writer and speaker who has addressed womenā€™s groups, church groups, Bible studies, and other writers across the nation. As the founder of Wholly Love Ministries she and her team help their local, national, and global community experience increased spiritual and emotional freedom through an ever-deepening relationship with Christ. She cohosts, with Grace Fox, the Your Daily Bible Verse podcast and also cohosts, with her Wholly Loved Ministry team, the Faith Over Fear podcast. She also maintains devotional blogs found JenniferSlatteryLivesOutLoud.com and is a regular contributor to iBelieve.com. Connect with her on Facebook, Instagram, and Twitter. When not writing, reading, or editing, Jennifer loves going on mall dates with her adult daughter and coffee dates with her hilariously fun husband. Contact her through her website to book her for your next womenā€™s event.


Comments

Sonja saidā€¦
Being from a small town in Minnesota, I love this title! I Really enjoyed your post. Would love to read this book!
Unknown saidā€¦
Great post! Jennifer's books are always so good to read! Thank you!
Library Lady saidā€¦
Bless you for entering my name in your giveaway.
Janet E.
Gina saidā€¦
Gail, thank you very much for having Jenifer visit your fantastic blog. Your book sounds wonderful, Jenifer, and your post was so interesting. Best of luck with all your writing and worshiping activities.

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