Author Archives: jessicabigg

He loved me enough.

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[Originally published 22nd April 2011]

“The curtain it closed and it felt like the end. But your blood caught the fall and took away every sin. Even though men deny, you’re the only sacrifice that loved us enough. You loved us so much, Lord, that you gave your life. See, you saved my life.”

When I hear these words, I am drawn back to the brokenness of this world and those who live in it – us. And on a day like today, Good Friday, I take a moment (well, actually I take the whole day…) to dwell on one of the most (if not THE most) significant events that I believe changed the course of humanity.

FACT: We live in a broken world. Just look around you. I used to struggle to understand this and often questioned how this God-dude fit into the whole picture. But over the years I have come to believe brokenness doesn’t make sense without God.

I can’t understand brokenness outside the context of sin. (Cos that’s what sin is.) And to know sin, I need to know God. But the beauty of this is that once I understand sin in the light of God, (the one from whom sin tears us away from,) I am immediately exposed to the love and forgiveness that happened on this day, Good Friday. So while Good Friday reminds us of pain, separation and hurt, I cannot dwell on this sadness for more than a moment when the truth of sacrificial love and salvation come bursting into my darkness and give me the hope that makes my brokenness bearable.

And all because He loved me enough.

This is what I believe. Hope that’s ok with you.

By the way, that song I quoted at the start is “Hero“, by Kirk Franklin. Check it out. He’s one of my favs…

Love.

J x

The bench doesn’t need me…

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[Originally published 7th April 2011]

Since my recent beachside relocation, I have come to enjoy some quiet moments on the bench at the end of my street. This is a special bench, and not just because it sits right on the edge of the beach, overlooking the water – it’s a perfect spot at sunset – my bench is special because it requires nothing from me, or you for that matter…

The bench doesn’t need me…

… to look good. So I don’t have to worry about the way I look, my outfit, my hair, my weight,…

… to listen. So I don’t have to pay attention.

… to lead or teach. So I don’t have to have any answers.

… to pay up front. So money isn’t an issue here.

… to be anywhere by a certain time. So my time is my own.

… to make conversation. So I can sit in silence.

During my  time on the bench, I am everything I need to be, and have everything that I need.

So if you’re like me, and get a little overwhelmed with life sometimes, go sit on a bench by the beach for a little while (or your “beach bench” equivalent) and let yourself just be un-needed for a while.

“Do try it”… (said in the voice of that guy from the Dilmah ads…)

(One of the many sunset views I’ve been able to enjoy lately. Beachside living is awesome)

Braced for battle…

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[Originally published 17th March 2011]

It’s the time of year again, and I’m in Sydney for Colour Conference once more.

On the one hand I am excited about the weekend ahead, and have some amazing memories and lessons learned from previous Colour Conferences. (This is my fourth, and I love it every time) However, I can’t deny that a couple of hours out of our first session, I’m a little afraid. Why? Because the enemy awaits and the battlefield is set… No, not the spiritual enemy, but an emotional enemy. I’m talking about the Christian culture that celebrates marriage and occasionally finds wives  innocently bragging about their amazing husbands and all the amazing things about marriage… Leaving us single chicks feeling rather uncelebrated and unqualified as women.

As per a previous blog post I have mentioned that I haven’t always found it easy to be a twenty-something single Christian female. Over time I have processed most of these feelings and can happily say I am in a place where I am ‘ok’ being where I’m at in life. However, on the brink of one of the largest Christian Women’s conferences in the world, I can’t help but feel I am about to enter a battle; the battle of being ‘ok’ in a room full of passionate (and mostly married) women, who look for jewelery on your left hand right after they smile and say hello… Yes, it happens. And no, I don’t have any bling on my ring finger. Unfortunately. Man I really love bling… 😉

The trouble with being a 27 year old, single, female, Christian in Adelaide…

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[Originally published on 13th Nov 2010]

All the descriptive words in the title of this post describe me. I am all of that. And before I go off on my rant, here’s my disclaimer…

(1) Life is good. I’m not unhappy.

(2) This isn’t about some self-indulgent, personal vent. I know I’m not the only one who experiences this and I don’t mind admitting that life can be tough sometimes, even amongst the good times.

I expect none of this will be news to anyone, but I don’t think it hurts to just put it out there… Just saying…

I turned 27 in August – – I recently discovered that I have grown up with a core-belief that it’s expected to be married by your mid-twenties. Hence, my birthday this year brought up some discomfort with being single. Should I be feeling that I’ve been ‘left on the shelf”? NO! Are you kidding me? But do I feel it anyway? Yes, sometimes. The truth is the majority of people in the ‘real-world’ don’t get married until their thirties. Having said that, there were times when marriage looked like a serious possibility and as much as it hurt to walk away at the time I am happy with where I am at now, compared to where I could have been. I also acknowledge that it’s only in recent years that I’ve truly started discovering who I am and what I’ve been created for. I can’t imagine what life would be like as a young married person not knowing what I now know about myself. 

I’ve been single for a while now – – Do I get lonely? Yep. Do I like admitting that? Of course not. No one does. ‘Cos life is meant to be perfect with Jesus at your side right? I wish. Truth is, life isn’t perfect as a Christian, but it does make the difficult times a lot more bearable. Knowing that I have a hope and faith that allows me to cast my burdens onto someone stronger than me. So the loneliness can really suck sometimes but being single has its ‘ups’. I must admit I enjoy having the freedom with my spare time that doesn’t exist when you have to factor someone else into it all the time. 

I am a girl… duh… – – Do I dream about the day when I get to walk down the aisle? Sure, sometimes. But I wonder if that might still be the case if weddings, marriages & brides weren’t celebrated such a way that it leaves us single women feeling so uncelebrated just cos our left ring finger remains so bare. Sometimes I feel like I’ll never truly succeed in life until my surname changes and I’m a part of the young-married’s club. 

I am a Christian and I live in Adelaide – – We all know it’s a small town. As if it isn’t hard enough as it is to meet someone new, I gotta narrow it down even more by looking for someone with the same faith and love for Jesus… Now, when you meet someone new it’s hard to not automatically go into sussing-out-mode (or be temped to face-stalk them) because you know that person is rare. What’s worse is that you feel like all the non-single people in the room notice when two eligible single people are having a nice chat in the church foyer or at supper one night. If you are one of those people that like to look, stare and talk, please let me ask nicely – Stop it. It’s annoying and puts unwanted pressure on the friendship to be something that probably isn’t destined to be anyway. 90% of the time we all just want to be friends anyway. (And yes, I believe that it’s possible to have a healthy friendship with other single guys in this world. So if you see me having coffee with someone don’t assume it’s a date, please.)

Why did I bother to write this? Maybe cos I think someone needs to say it, so we’re all aware that is isn’t easy and maybe, just maybe, we could be a little more sensitive to wherever we’re at in life.

If you’re married, congratulations. I’m a little bit jealous of you. If you’re single, then rock on. Enjoy it while it lasts. ‘Cos while I’m happy to admit that I don’t want to be single, it can be lots of fun and I believe firmly that marriage is forever so once my single days are over, they are well and truly over.

Just saying…