

{"id":5742,"date":"2012-07-08T15:19:02","date_gmt":"2012-07-08T15:19:02","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/billfortney.com\/?p=5742"},"modified":"2012-07-09T00:16:13","modified_gmt":"2012-07-09T00:16:13","slug":"the-trouble-with-transparency","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/billfortney.com\/?p=5742","title":{"rendered":"The Trouble with Transparency&#8230;&#8230;."},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/billfortney.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/07\/droplets-small.jpg\" rel=\"lightbox[5742]\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-Blog Post Image wp-image-5743\" title=\"droplets small\" src=\"https:\/\/billfortney.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/07\/droplets-small-580x387.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"580\" height=\"387\" srcset=\"https:\/\/billfortney.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/07\/droplets-small-580x387.jpg 580w, https:\/\/billfortney.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/07\/droplets-small-150x100.jpg 150w, https:\/\/billfortney.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/07\/droplets-small-270x180.jpg 270w, https:\/\/billfortney.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/07\/droplets-small-600x400.jpg 600w, https:\/\/billfortney.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/07\/droplets-small-350x233.jpg 350w, https:\/\/billfortney.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/07\/droplets-small-400x267.jpg 400w, https:\/\/billfortney.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/07\/droplets-small-370x247.jpg 370w, https:\/\/billfortney.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/07\/droplets-small-500x333.jpg 500w, https:\/\/billfortney.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/07\/droplets-small-750x500.jpg 750w, https:\/\/billfortney.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/07\/droplets-small.jpg 864w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 580px) 100vw, 580px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>The trouble with transparency, is you can&#8217;t hide anything!<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #ff9900;\">transparency\u00a0|tran\u02c8spar\u0259ns\u0113|noun\u00a0(\u00a0pl.\u00a0-cies)1\u00a0the\u00a0condition\u00a0of\u00a0being\u00a0transparent\u00a0:\u00a0the\u00a0transparency\u00a0of\u00a0ice.2\u00a0an image, text,\u00a0or\u00a0positive\u00a0transparent\u00a0photograph\u00a0printed\u00a0ontransparent\u00a0plastic\u00a0or\u00a0glass,\u00a0able\u00a0to be\u00a0viewed\u00a0using\u00a0a\u00a0projector.ORIGIN\u00a0late 16th cent.\u00a0(as a general term denoting a transparent object):\u00a0from\u00a0medieval Latin\u00a0transparentia, <span style=\"color: #3366ff;\">from\u00a0transparent-\u2018shining\u00a0through\u2019\u00a0<\/span>(see\u00a0transparent\u00a0).<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I like the part of the definition that says &#8220;Shining through&#8221;. \u00a0When we are transparent that is what should happen, the essence of our lives, (God), should &#8220;shine through&#8221; \u00a0I have a confession to make, part of my essence has not been shining through, a part of my being has been blocked up with something to thick for the light to shine through, vengeance. \u00a0If you have followed this blog, you know about the troubles that have transpired in my church. \u00a0You, no doubt, have sensed that I&#8217;ve been very upset, angry, and at times livid about the circumstances taking place there. \u00a0This morning I went to church for the first time in a month, (I was on the road all but 37 hours of June!!!)<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Since the last time I attended my church, our pastor, and my very good friend, of 13 years, Tim Thompson has packed up and left, escaping th nightmare that has transpired. I was not ready to meet a new pastor, I hadn&#8217;t gotten over the one I had lost. \u00a0I didn&#8217;t want to see many of the people of my church, \u00a0as I&#8217;ve held them, at least in some way, responsible for not putting their collective feet down and stopping the madness. \u00a0I went into the sanctuary with a bad attitude to start with. \u00a0The first person I saw when walking into the back of the church was one of the key people that has instituted much of the change and anguish. By the time I got to my seat I was just about ready to explode. \u00a0The enemy was more than happy to give me a long list of things I could do to show my displeasure and call the guilty, in my eyes, to task! \u00a0I gripped my Bible, bowed my head, and asked God to calm me.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>The pastor got up, and he is a kindly old man, about my age, and he seemed like a nice enough fellow, he opened with a scripture and then delivered a life changing sermon, (life changing for me).<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<div>\n<h3><span style=\"color: #ff9900;\">2 Corinthians 12:7-10 \u00a0 \u00a0<\/span><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"color: #ff9900; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal;\">New Living Translation (NLT)<\/span><\/h3>\n<\/div>\n<div>\n<p><span style=\"color: #ff9900;\"><sup>7\u00a0<\/sup>even though I have received such wonderful revelations from God. So to keep me from becoming proud, I was given a thorn in my flesh, a messenger from Satan to torment me and keep me from becoming proud.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #ff9900;\"><sup>8\u00a0<\/sup>Three different times I begged the Lord to take it away. <sup>9\u00a0<\/sup>Each time he said, \u201cMy grace is all you need. My power works best in weakness.\u201d So now I am glad to boast about my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ can work through me. <sup>10\u00a0<\/sup>That\u2019s why I take pleasure in my weaknesses, and in the insults, hardships, persecutions, and troubles that I suffer for Christ. For when I am weak, then I am strong.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>He went on to explain how God had used a &#8220;thorn in the flesh&#8221; to make Paul dependent on Him. \u00a0Paul had been the greatest of the disciples, and God had revealed so much to him that He knew it might cause Paul to think to highly of himself, and so He gave him a burden to carry that only God could help him face. \u00a0Without God, Paul could not be His Servant. \u00a0Only in our weakness can we truly be used of God, otherwise we would be allowed to start to believe that we were a big part of the success of God&#8217;s work through us!<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Sitting in the church, listening to the sermon, reading the scripture, I fully realized that God was using these circumstances as \u00a0thorn in my flesh. \u00a0He had presented me with a situation that I could not change, and instead of yielding to Him and trusting Him, I had become bitter and angry, and was allowing it to block my relationship with Him. \u00a0I realized that this was my thorn in the flesh! \u00a0I could see clearly how my belief that I could do something about the situation had led me to depend on myself, not God.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>At the end of the service I went down to the alter and poured my heart out to my Heavenly Father, I asked Him to forgive me for allowing my &#8220;self&#8221; to rise to such heights. \u00a0I asked God to give me the strength through Him to forgive those that I&#8217;ve been detesting, and I released them to Him. It&#8217;s His battle, not mine. \u00a0I asked Him to help me be the man He wants me to be, not the man I sometimes, falsely, have thought I was. \u00a0I came off my knees knowing that a new day had dawned in my walk with Him. \u00a0I was back in my proper place, leaning on Him.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>A young lady sang a song that fortified what God had shown me this morning. \u00a0It&#8217;s called Blessings<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #ff9900;\">We pray for blessings<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ff9900;\"> We pray for peace<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ff9900;\"> Comfort for family, protection while we sleep<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ff9900;\"> We pray for healing, for prosperity<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ff9900;\"> We pray for Your mighty hand to ease our suffering<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ff9900;\"> All the while, You hear each spoken need<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ff9900;\"> Yet love us way too much to give us lesser things<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #ff9900;\">&#8216;Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ff9900;\"> What if Your healing comes through tears<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ff9900;\"> What if a thousand sleepless nights<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ff9900;\"> Are what it takes to know You&#8217;re near<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ff9900;\"> What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #ff9900;\">We pray for wisdom<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ff9900;\"> Your voice to hear<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ff9900;\"> And we cry in anger when we cannot feel You near<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ff9900;\"> We doubt Your goodness, we doubt Your love<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ff9900;\"> As if every promise from Your Word is not enough<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ff9900;\"> All the while, You hear each desperate plea<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ff9900;\"> And long that we have faith to believe<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #ff9900;\">&#8216;Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ff9900;\"> What if Your healing comes through tears<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ff9900;\"> What if a thousand sleepless nights<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ff9900;\"> Are what it takes to know You&#8217;re near<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ff9900;\"> And what if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #ff9900;\">When friends betray us<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ff9900;\"> When darkness seems to win<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ff9900;\"> We know that pain reminds this heart<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ff9900;\"> That this is not, this is not our home<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ff9900;\"> It&#8217;s not our home<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #ff9900;\">&#8216;Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ff9900;\"> What if Your healing comes through tears<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ff9900;\"> And what if a thousand sleepless nights<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ff9900;\"> Are what it takes to know You&#8217;re near<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ff9900;\"> What if my greatest disappointments<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ff9900;\"> Or the aching of this life<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ff9900;\"> Is the revealing of a greater thirst this world can&#8217;t satisfy<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ff9900;\"> And what if trials of this life<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ff9900;\"> The rain, the storms, the hardest nights<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ff9900;\"> Are Your mercies in disguise<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>The trouble with transparency, is you can&#8217;t hide anything!<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>In Him, more than ever,<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>the pilgrim<\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The trouble with transparency, is you can&#8217;t hide anything! &nbsp; transparency\u00a0|tran\u02c8spar\u0259ns\u0113|noun\u00a0(\u00a0pl.\u00a0-cies)1\u00a0the\u00a0condition\u00a0of\u00a0being\u00a0transparent\u00a0:\u00a0the\u00a0transparency\u00a0of\u00a0ice.2\u00a0an image, text,\u00a0or\u00a0positive\u00a0transparent\u00a0photograph\u00a0printed\u00a0ontransparent\u00a0plastic\u00a0or\u00a0glass,\u00a0able\u00a0to be\u00a0viewed\u00a0using\u00a0a\u00a0projector.ORIGIN\u00a0late 16th cent.\u00a0(as a general term denoting a transparent object):\u00a0from\u00a0medieval Latin\u00a0transparentia, from\u00a0transparent-\u2018shining\u00a0through\u2019\u00a0(see\u00a0transparent\u00a0). &nbsp; I like the part of the definition that says &#8220;Shining through&#8221;. \u00a0When we are transparent that is what should happen, the essence of our lives, (God), should &#8220;shine through&#8221; [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-5742","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-chronicles"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/billfortney.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5742","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/billfortney.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/billfortney.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/billfortney.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/billfortney.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=5742"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/billfortney.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5742\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5746,"href":"https:\/\/billfortney.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5742\/revisions\/5746"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/billfortney.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=5742"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/billfortney.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=5742"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/billfortney.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=5742"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}