Legalism vs Sin

So I have a friend, who when I talk to her about intellectual/religious/worldview ideas, I always become hesitant to state my opinion because she is so quick to see it as legalistic and judgmental. Now this friend is a believer, but I have strong suspicions that she surrounds herself with a culture that is mostly ingrained in the lusts of the world. Side note: I am not advocating that Christians should separate themselves from non-believers and the happenings of the world. I’m simply saying that I suspect that my friend lives in a society that does not promote the making all things new and the restoration of humanity to our Maker, but in a society that is self-indulgent in nearly all things.

That being said, when I bring up an issue with my friend, she’s quick to get the look in her eye that says, “Who are you to judge what I do? I’m saved by grace and sin is a free game as long as I don’t judge others. People can do what they want, your opinion is unnecessary to promote, and you should keep it yourself.” And I’m calling BULLSHIT on this! (but not to her face, so I don’t get the look..ha!)

Legalism is NOT calling sin, sin! Legalism is saying that we are saved by what we do or don’t do and that grace is only a small portion of our salvation and relationship to God, instead of ALL of it. Sin is still an act of disobedience to God. It is still moving away from what our Creator desires for us. It still separate us from Him. And we still need to fight its brokenness, by the grace of God, with all of our God-given faculties. And it’s ok to call sin, sin. It’s ok to have an opinion on what people should and should not do. It is NOT ok to proclaim our own self-righteousness. It is NOT ok to ignore the plank in our own eye. We can call sin, sin, but we must also recognize that we are just as wretched and abased as the rest of them, but that we are covered but he blood of the Lamb.

It is NOT ok to sit idly by, and simply because we are all so broken, to ignore the brokenness of the world. We MUST continue to fight for the restoration of ALL things to our Creator, irregardless of our own brokeness. If we all waited until we were no longer broken, in order to call this world into reconciliation with God, there would be no one to proclaim the hope of the world!


He’s not worth it. I’m giving him up.

One of my pre-reqs for a man is that he has  to like me.  I’m done wasting my time wondering if he likes me. If he does, he should of already acted on it because I don’t want a man that won’t fight for me.  If he doesn’t, I’ve just saved myself some trouble. If he changes his mind, he’s going to have to fight really really hard for me.


There’s something about watching too many movies and reading too many books that makes me feel “off”. As if I’m just not right with the world around me and with who I am. I’m not sure what it is, I just know that it is. And it’s not a pleasant feeling.

For example, yesterday I was watching a romantic comedy and now, afterwards, I feel like I’m missing something. Having not watched/read romances in a month or so, it hit me strangely. All I could think as I watched the hot guy on screen was, “I want one.” Yes, it is comical, but at the same time, it sucks because I really do not enjoy dwelling on what I don’t have and on who I’m not.

Now today, I’m sitting here, thinking about my job…is it something I am going to do for a long time or not? Is it what I want to do right now? And all I can think is that I’m way over-skilled for it, but I committed to do it. So what? Do I change my ambitions from being a manager to being general manager? Do I think of it as a temporary stomping ground until something better comes along? Should I be looking for something better, even though I just started this job? I feel like I should focus on my skills and use them to make a difference in a position that I’ m over-qualified for so that I at least do better than a sub-par job since I’m capable. Ok, so if I go with that, what can I possibly bring to this job that’s missing? Maybe I can help to really get our systems in place and working. If that’s the case, then what can we do tonight? In the kitchen, 100% timers, 100% of the time and we are accurately going to track waste. In the front, pick one of the “Core 4” and we are all going to give our best to achieve it. OK. That’s the plan. I will try it. We will see how satisfied we are with the results at the end of the night.

The End. Harry Potter is calling.

My Real Problem

So I’m definitely an introvert. I have the hardest time telling people things about myself and opening up…and I don’t mean that I’m shy. I mean that I feel like there is a physical barrier that I have to consciously choose to overcome in order to tell people about the things going on in my life. For example: I recently moved from Birmingham to Oklahoma and there were a lot of things going on, causing me stress, etc etc, that led to this move, and yet I waited until I knew there was no putting it off any longer to tell my family..I waited two months to tell one of my best friends, and I still haven’t told all of my good friends. I did the same thing when I was in college…I bought a car, but didn’t tell any of my friends. Not because I didn’t want them to know, but because I couldn’t seem to scale that wall in my mind that will allow me to release things. I honestly feel that there is something physical that holds me back from telling people about things going on in my life. I can force myself to do it by logical reasoning that tells me I MUST tell people, that they deserve to know, but I have to actually talk to myself and convince myself to do it. I’m fairly certain that there is more going on than simple introvercy (yes, I made that word up), and I want to overcome it, but I really don’t know how. Lately, I can tell it’s dragging me down, but I’ve always been this way, I’m just now starting to think it’s an “issue”…professional help maybe? One of my best friends has a PhD in psychology…maybe he can help??? 🙂

Anyway, that’s the sum of my recently acknowledged problems.

Psalm 51

Have mercy on me, O God, according to your steadfast love; according to your abundant mercy blot out my transgressions. Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity, and cleanse me from my sin!

For I know my transgressions, and my sin is ever before me. Against you, you only, have I sinned and done what is evil in your sight, so that you may be justified in your words and blameless in your judgement. Behold, I was brought forth in iniquity, and in sin did my mother conceive me. Behold, you delight in truth in inward being, and you teach me wisdom in the secret heart.

Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean; wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Let me hear joy and gladness; let the bones that you have broken rejoice. Hide your face from my sins, and blot out all my iniquities. Create in me a clean heart, O God, and renew a right spirit within me. Cast me not away from your presence, and take not your Holy Spirit from me. Restore to me the joy of your salvation, and uphold me with a willing spirit.

Then I will teach transgressors your ways, and sinners will return to you. Deliver me from bloodguiltiness, O God, O God of my salvation, and my tongue will sing aloud of your righteousness. O Lord, open my lips, and my mouth will declare your praise. For you will not delight in sacrifice, or I would give it; you will not be pleased with a burnt offering. The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit; a broken and contrite heart, O God you will not despise.

Do good to Zion in your good pleasure; build up the walls of Jerusalem; then will you delight in right sacrifices, in burnt offerings and whole burnt offerings; then bulls will be offered on your alter.

Getting It Back Together

OK, brief update so I can “start fresh”.

At the end of April, the fit hit the shan, the Fallout occurred. Aubrey resigned from All Things New, leaving a mass of casualties in his wake. The blame isn’t put on him, but it is what it is.

Long story short, Birmingham kicked me out, Oklahoma took me in, and I now live with Whitney, an old college roommate, and I work for Chick-fil-a as a manager…that’s another story.

What is Allison doing working in a restaurant again after she swore it off? She’s doing her best to survive…bleh! To top it off, I’m the “kitchen manager”, and so far, after a month, all that means is an overpaid cook. So, I’m not satisfied, but at least I’m getting paid…ha!

Anyway, because I don’t feel like even thinking on it, that’s it. The end. Finis.

Yes, It Does Bother Me

It really does bother me when Americans get all high and mighty about insisting that people who live in this country MUST speak English.  It  really really bothers me when Texan, Arizonian, New Mexican and Californian’s do this. It really really really bothers me when Christians do this.

There are several reasons for my opinions, and you can take them or leave them as you like.

First, most people who don’t speak any English are immigrants to the United States. I got this quote from somewhere (sorry can’t remember where), but it really hits me: “What we call “immigration” — in the case of Latinos — is actually a pattern of migration, a natural movement of homo sapiens dying of thirst and hunger, seeking water and nourishment in more fertile grounds.” Plus, the Old Testament has a lot to say about this. “The overall theme of the Bible’s teaching is summed up in Exodus 22:21, “You shall not wrong or oppress a resident alien, for you were aliens in the land of Egypt.” Reminding the people of biblical Israel that they had been slaves in Egypt, the Hebrews are enjoined to treat aliens, foreigners and sojourners in their midst fairly and with respect. Leviticus 19:34 echoes and expands upon the Exodus teaching. “The alien who resides among you shall be to you as the citizen among you; you shall love the alien as yourself, for you were aliens in the land of Egypt; I am the Lord your God.” From the New Testament Letter to the Hebrews we hear, “Do not neglect to show hospitality to strangers, for by doing so some have entertained angels unawares.”” ( So HOW can you be a Bible believing person and be so cruel in your thoughts towards immigrants? I really don’t get it!

Second, if you (esp southerners whose states border Mexico) don’t want immigrants, try kicking them all out and see what stops getting accomplished. Who will build your roads? Who will build your houses? Who will cook your food? I have a really hard time believing that these people who are so vehemently against immigration would be willing to do these jobs.

Now, you might be saying that I started off by ranting against people who insist other people speak English, but I’m just going to shoot point blank here and say that we all know that this really is an ethnocentric immigration issue. There. It’s said.

Okay, back to my points.

Third. Now I may be wrong here, but I’m fairly certain I’m not. The United States is the only place I’ve ever heard people go crazy about people being able to speak our native language in order to live and work here. Of course, people learn other country’s languages when they move places. But that’s because people, in general, realize that it’s necessary if they truly want to thrive. And that happens here as well. But since when did being an American mean you spoke English?

Wasn’t our country founded on immigration? Isn’t this where our roots come from? I am very much suspicious that the people who claim you need to speak English if you want to live here are really trying to say that the people who speak Spanish shouldn’t live here. I am highly doubtful that these declarations are made against people who speak French or German or Italian. I honestly feel that when people make these statements, they are labeling themselves prejudice.

Anyway, no one has to agree with me, but it’s said. And it’s what I truly believe.