Archive for April 2008

It’s fun to catch a wave.

April 27, 2008

It’s fun to recount what God says to a group of people. If we listen, and press in, then the typical result is that God responds to our faith, and works on our behalf. It’s kind of like a surfer catching a wave. We can’t make waves, but we sure can get in the water and watch for them.

My story starts with me sitting in my office preparing for the upcoming service. I was searching for a certain text to read during communion when I read this:

Joh 5:20 For the Father loves the Son and shows him all that he himself is doing. . .

I’ve been hearing rumors about a revival breaking out in Florida. That’s like hearing about the waves being really awesome somewhere. Some surfers will get in the car and drive a long ways to catch waves. Others just wish they could be there. Others wonder if they’re really as big as they’re hearing. Well, I’m not in Florida, but I know the guy making the waves, so I was put a call in to him about it, right there in the worship service. I said something along the lines of (respectfully, mind you), “Hey, you’re welcome to break out in revival right here. Anyway, I read how you liked to show Jesus what you are doing, so I’d really like to know what you’re doing right here. I mean, if you want to do something big, just let me know, and I’ll join in the best I can.”

Listening to God at that point, with our worship band playing, I started to see things. (Does this seem weird to you? These thoughts or images are not vastly different from normal thoughts or pictures that come to your mind. Anything from God has to be embraced by faith, doesn’t it? The way you can tell that it’s God and not just your own thoughts is if they seem to ‘break in’ or are like interruptions to what you may have already been thinking). The first image to come to my mind was something a little like this:

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Obviously, it didn’t look just like this, but it was a localized, small cloud, but I watched it quickly become widespread, so that the cloud cover spread from horizon to horizon, producing a steady rain. It’s hard to find a picture that matches what I saw, because most have tornadoes, or lightning, or something like that so the picture has some excitement to it, but this was just good ol’ nourishing, steady, rain. As a former farmer from West Texas, it’s my favorite kind of rain.

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So we paused in the service and asked God to send his rain on us. I asked for people to share what they heard or saw, and we got ‘healing hands holding us’ – ‘an ant bed with worker ants (NOT fire ants!) who were nourished by the rain and had no need to fear it’ – ‘the idea that we were to put away our umbrellas and be willing for it to get messy’.

Afterward, one person told me that they had seen an image of the rain during worship, before I prayed that prayer. Another told me that, conversely, they had seen a clear image of rays of nourishing sunshine. For what it’s worth, here were two scriptures we read today, unaware of how God would speak to us:

. . . For he makes his sun rise on the evil and on the good, and sends rain on the just and on the unjust. (Matthew 5:45) (demonstrating his nature to love)

He is the radiance of the glory of God and the exact imprint of his nature, and he upholds the universe by the word of his power . . . (Hebrews 1:3)

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Old Tools from Old School Still Work

April 23, 2008

This is a hard world to live in, especially if you want to live a holy life.  As a guy who has more and more history to sort through (seems I get older every day or something), it’s easy to think that this world is harder to live in now than ever.  Temptation seems to be everywhere, and sin more easily accessible.  And yet, when I think back, I know temptation for me should have been hardest when I was a single guy back in college.  I also know that I tend to remember only the good things from my past, so that colors my perspective.  Soooo, I started thinking back to how I dealt with my hard to live in world.  I remember a song that really did help me keep perspective and focus.  It was an oldy from a singer named Russ Taff.  A youtube search found this video (first song).  I cringe at the 80’s style, but the song does it for me.  It’s based on the story of three men who refused to bow down and worship an idol made in the image of the king of the land.  They were thrown into a fiery furnace, but God rescued them from it unscathed.  So Russ made this song, singing “NOT GONNA BOW TO YOUR IDOL!”  I carried that phrase with me through many of my younger days.  It helped me recognize the idols I was tempted by, and sometimes just recognizing that some of the things we want are idols is very helpful in resisting them.

BTW, for those of you who care, I’m pretty sure that’s Phil Keaggy on elec.

Walkin’ in my own shoes

April 22, 2008

Do you ever think the grass is greener on the other side of the fence?

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I guess we usually think it is whenever life for us seems hard, and it seems that other people have it easier than we do.  Or maybe we think their deal is more fulfilling.  I have some minister friends who made different choices than I did, and I can imagine how wonderful their life must be (either their ministry is bigger and thriving, or it’s simpler and more peaceful).  Here’s some scripture to meditate on that gets me thinking.

“For the kingdom of heaven is like a master of a house who went out early in the morning to hire laborers for his vineyard. After agreeing with the laborers for a denarius a day, he sent them into his vineyard. And going out about the third hour he saw others standing idle in the marketplace, and to them he said, ‘You go into the vineyard too, and whatever is right I will give you.’ So they went. Going out again about the sixth hour and the ninth hour, he did the same. And about the eleventh hour he went out and found others standing. And he said to them, ‘Why do you stand here idle all day?’ They said to him, ‘Because no one has hired us.’ He said to them, ‘You go into the vineyard too.’ And when evening came, the owner of the vineyard said to his foreman, ‘Call the laborers and pay them their wages, beginning with the last, up to the first.’ And when those hired about the eleventh hour came, each of them received a denarius. Now when those hired first came, they thought they would receive more, but each of them also received a denarius. And on receiving it they grumbled at the master of the house, saying, ‘These last worked only one hour, and you have made them equal to us who have borne the burden of the day and the scorching heat.’ But he replied to one of them, ‘Friend, I am doing you no wrong. Did you not agree with me for a denarius? Take what belongs to you and go. I choose to give to this last worker as I give to you. Am I not allowed to do what I choose with what belongs to me? Or do you begrudge my generosity?’ So the last will be first, and the first last.”
(Matthew 20:1-16)

The point of this pericope is the jealousy the early workers felt toward the late workers who got paid for a whole day’s worth of work.  In their mind, they were treated unjustly because they worked longer.  Jesus teaches us not to begrudge his generosity. Here’s how I’m applying this to greener grass:  Who would you rather be, one of the workers who had to start working early in the morning, or one who started late but got paid the same as the others?  Many would say that they would rather get to come late in the day and get paid for the full day.

Have you ever been out of work?  Have you ever worried and fretted about where the next meal is coming from?   The men who stood idle all day were out in the heat, without a job, wondering how they were going to feed their wife and kids.  Then, just as the heat is going, they get hired, probably calculating what they’ll get paid for only one hour, also wondering what they will be able to buy to eat with so little.  I’m not so sure, when I think about it, that their deal was easier than the others.  I think I’d rather have to work all day, but know that I had the security of getting paid that day.

Never be envious of someone else’s life.  You have no idea what they’ve had to live through, what struggles they’ve endured.  Every one of us has had suffering to go through.  Even Margaret Houlihan of MASH corrected BJ Hunnicut once: “How dare you think your brand of suffering is any worse than the rest of ours!”

Just relax, keep your eyes focused on Jesus, and walk in the shoes God gave you to walk in.  Nobody else’s shoes will fit you.

Inspired by shores and shells.

April 12, 2008

We went to Panama City for a couple of days. Ocean was churning and active, biggest waves I’ve seen in the Gulf, wind was up. Waves and wind are images of the Spirit for me.

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While there, I was reading What’s So Great About Christianity by Dinesh D’Souza. I recommend it strongly.

Every time I’m at the beach, I see this common sea shell.

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It’s a symbol of missions, because this shell is commonly found on every shore in the world. So when I sit and meditate, listening to the ocean, watching the waves crashing in, I imagine being on the boat coming ashore to set up camp, discover and meet the native people of an unreached land. I’ve planted a church, so I know how it feels to plan a new thing in a new place, but the difficulties of planting a church in a place where people are accustomed to new churches must surely be easier than taking the gospel to a land of possibly hostile people. Even so, brave souls, by God’s grace, did just that. And it changed the world.

The book I mentioned above is about the changes the world experienced when Christianity was spread around the world. When you know your history, you know how radically Christianity has impacted our world. Views and values we currently take for granted, like our views about family, courtesy, justice, even the reasoning that informs science, all have their roots in people whose ways of thinking were impacted by the teachings of Jesus and the revelation of a living God.

When I think about working to balance my life as a pastor, engineer, father, husband, and friend, I really am impressed by the sacrifices made by those men and women who crossed land and sea to establish homes and teach stubborn and antagonistic people a better way to live, and introduce them to the One Creator of the universe. There are so many things in my life that I hold valuable and resist sacrificing. I am distracted by jobs, sermons, projects, fun, relaxation (or lack thereof), sleep, money, taxes, weeding, music, mentoring etc etc etc. I so appreciate those people who sacrificed what they could have had in life had they not ventured to the ends of the earth, so that our God could be glorified, and his ways better known.

Isn’t distraction one of the great dangers we face?


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