Imagine being a young mother trying to make it in the world with your husband. Learning to know this little newborn baby and his ways takes time and effort. Preparing meals, doing daily work and being a wife also crowd in on the day. Would she really be thinking 30+ years down the road to imagine the future for their little family?
Luke 1:38 reveals the willingness of the young girl, Mary, as she heard the angel tell her about her future. In simplicity of heart, she replied, "be it to me according to your word." In modern day language . . . bring it on! (liberal paraphrase there!)
I think life may have been as she suspected generally over the next 30ish years. The Jewish feasts and celebrations of her family and friends. The craft of her husband as a carpenter was taught to the son. All those years they remembered the big deal around the birth of their son, not to mention when he was brought to the Temple. Zacharias was able to speak again prophesying great words over the son, Jesus. One can only wonder about how that whole story was passed on to their son and how he lived with it for all those years. There must have been some strong training, because He came to the public years of His ministry being able to talk with people, encourage and persuade them. He had the ability to tell stories in ways people listened. Do you think it was just all anointing from God or maybe some good home training added to His abilities to hear and follow His Father's voice? All those years, Mary knew something was going to happen. There were too many voices responding to Him. I wonder if she ever wanted to take back those words . . . "be it to me according to your word."
I wonder how many times the zealous believers among us tell God to "let it happen like You have planned!" Would we be so willing when we see what the next 30 years looks like? As one who can now look back at 30 years, I am not sure I would have had the courage to know the story before I started the journey. Would I have the courage to just go forward and know God would work it out? What would you have done if you were Mary? I wonder how we would train our children if we knew when they turned thirty years old they would be propelled into planet changing work? Oh wait . . . that actually might be something we could consider!
Have you ever heard a strong voice from The Lord telling you something about your future? Would it affect your children or home? How daring are you to accept the direction of that voice?
Father, I remember when You whispered to me, "I have called you and won't say it again." It completely unnerved me. I only knew to run to You. I never want to lose the awe that rose up in me at Your call. I don't know how many more years You have planned for me, but I do long to hear your "well done" along the way. May my ears never lose their sensitivity to Your voice and my heart always be open to Your direction.
Thursday, May 15, 2014
Wednesday, May 14, 2014
Many Sided Wisdom of God
manifold - polupoikilos (pol-oo-poy'-kil'os) - variegated, various, many colored, many sided, woven
Ephesians 3:10 - "in order that the manifold wisdom of God might now be made known through the church . . ."
I Peter 1:6 - "in this you greatly rejoice, even though now for a little while, if necessary you have been distressed by various trials"
I Peter 4:10 - "As each one has received a special gift, empty it in serving one another, as good stewards of the manifold grace of God."
Manifold is a wonderful picture of variegated things. We often look at the word that follows manifold thinking that that's the focal point of the passage. Today, I'm looking at a word that allows the noun after manifold to take on fuller meaning.
The veil in the Tabernacle was variegated with the many colors God instructed Moses to have included. There was even hammered gold woven into the fabric of that veil. So, when the light from the lamp stand glistened on the veil, there was a different "view" each time. It was a wonderful reminder that in worship we can see the Father in various ways.
Another look at manifold comes in a more current example of crocheting. Have you ever seen variegated yarn? I used to watch my mom crocket. (I was learning to do that when I broke my arm playing basketball and never got back to the yarn!) That variegated yarn is something! It comes in four inch color strips all wound together in long yarn. It has about 6 different colors that repeat over and over. When the crocheting was complete, you could see the woven colors all together. Each time you looked at the finished work, you could see something different!
One of my favorite ideas of manifold is the disco ball. Yep! It's that mirror ball stuck high on the ceiling that reflects light out into the room from the spotlight shining on it. While I haven't been in too many discos lately, I have used that ball in musical presentations. As I watched the reflections flying around the room, I was reminded that the Father's wisdom is much like this. It was as if every one of those pieces of mirror were a piece of the wisdom of God. When the light of the Son shined on it, His wisdom could be seen!
I truly believe that when we ask for wisdom, we receive it. God has a wise answer! I've just talked about the many sides of His wisdom, but also His grace is available in that perspective too. Is there grace to cover your situation? Yes, there is!
Father, what side of Your wisdom and grace are needed in various circumstances? Help my eyes see what You are showing me!
Ephesians 3:10 - "in order that the manifold wisdom of God might now be made known through the church . . ."
I Peter 1:6 - "in this you greatly rejoice, even though now for a little while, if necessary you have been distressed by various trials"
I Peter 4:10 - "As each one has received a special gift, empty it in serving one another, as good stewards of the manifold grace of God."
Manifold is a wonderful picture of variegated things. We often look at the word that follows manifold thinking that that's the focal point of the passage. Today, I'm looking at a word that allows the noun after manifold to take on fuller meaning.
The veil in the Tabernacle was variegated with the many colors God instructed Moses to have included. There was even hammered gold woven into the fabric of that veil. So, when the light from the lamp stand glistened on the veil, there was a different "view" each time. It was a wonderful reminder that in worship we can see the Father in various ways.
Another look at manifold comes in a more current example of crocheting. Have you ever seen variegated yarn? I used to watch my mom crocket. (I was learning to do that when I broke my arm playing basketball and never got back to the yarn!) That variegated yarn is something! It comes in four inch color strips all wound together in long yarn. It has about 6 different colors that repeat over and over. When the crocheting was complete, you could see the woven colors all together. Each time you looked at the finished work, you could see something different!
One of my favorite ideas of manifold is the disco ball. Yep! It's that mirror ball stuck high on the ceiling that reflects light out into the room from the spotlight shining on it. While I haven't been in too many discos lately, I have used that ball in musical presentations. As I watched the reflections flying around the room, I was reminded that the Father's wisdom is much like this. It was as if every one of those pieces of mirror were a piece of the wisdom of God. When the light of the Son shined on it, His wisdom could be seen!
I truly believe that when we ask for wisdom, we receive it. God has a wise answer! I've just talked about the many sides of His wisdom, but also His grace is available in that perspective too. Is there grace to cover your situation? Yes, there is!
Father, what side of Your wisdom and grace are needed in various circumstances? Help my eyes see what You are showing me!
Tuesday, May 13, 2014
A Thought About Eve
What do you do when you know you did something wrong but you don't know how to fix it? Then you find out you can't fix it. Then you find out - it's fixed!
Imagine waking up to a perfect world. You don't know it's perfect; it's the way it's always been for you. Then you make a choice. You didn't realize your choice would affect an entire planet and its environment. Wow . . . some choice!
Because of your choice, a shadow of sorts comes over the world. Everyone is touched by the cloud of imperfection. You were confronted by your choice and it's affect. You experienced the judgement of the Perfect One. You are sad and now you have to figure out how to live in imperfection.
The Perfect One reaches out to you for the same fellowship that you've know before that terrible choice. You never quite forget the pain of the choice, but the closer you stay to the Perfect One, the safer and more comforted you feel. He tells you One will come with whom mankind may have that close fellowship again. During the wait though, the entire earth will groan with longing for the Perfect One's fellowship.
I sometimes wonder how Eve made it through a marriage and children without anyone who'd lived before her. Yes, she had some rocky places along the way. Haven't you? She had had the experience of walking perfectly in close companionship with God. He did make a way to cover her sin for awhile and then for always.
The blood of bulls and goats lasted for awhile as a sacrifice offering to God. Finally, Jesus would be the last sacrifice needed. No longer is there more sacrificing for sin; it is not needed. God remembers our sin no more. (Hebrews 10:17) Now people can live however they choose? No so with God's people. They long for what Eve had originally. Imagine walking in the cool of the day with God? Imagine being able to come open faced (boldly) into His Presence? (Hebrews 4:16) Eve actually had this experience and because of Jesus, we can too!
Father, the thought of walking with You in a tangible way seems amazing. I know You are with me, but walking in the cool of the day brings a sweet image to my brain. I love that closeness throughout my day. Remind me, Father, that those walks together were what refreshed and directed Eve. They were not short pop-in conversations; there was communion. Looking forward to my day . . .
Imagine waking up to a perfect world. You don't know it's perfect; it's the way it's always been for you. Then you make a choice. You didn't realize your choice would affect an entire planet and its environment. Wow . . . some choice!
Because of your choice, a shadow of sorts comes over the world. Everyone is touched by the cloud of imperfection. You were confronted by your choice and it's affect. You experienced the judgement of the Perfect One. You are sad and now you have to figure out how to live in imperfection.
The Perfect One reaches out to you for the same fellowship that you've know before that terrible choice. You never quite forget the pain of the choice, but the closer you stay to the Perfect One, the safer and more comforted you feel. He tells you One will come with whom mankind may have that close fellowship again. During the wait though, the entire earth will groan with longing for the Perfect One's fellowship.
I sometimes wonder how Eve made it through a marriage and children without anyone who'd lived before her. Yes, she had some rocky places along the way. Haven't you? She had had the experience of walking perfectly in close companionship with God. He did make a way to cover her sin for awhile and then for always.
The blood of bulls and goats lasted for awhile as a sacrifice offering to God. Finally, Jesus would be the last sacrifice needed. No longer is there more sacrificing for sin; it is not needed. God remembers our sin no more. (Hebrews 10:17) Now people can live however they choose? No so with God's people. They long for what Eve had originally. Imagine walking in the cool of the day with God? Imagine being able to come open faced (boldly) into His Presence? (Hebrews 4:16) Eve actually had this experience and because of Jesus, we can too!
Father, the thought of walking with You in a tangible way seems amazing. I know You are with me, but walking in the cool of the day brings a sweet image to my brain. I love that closeness throughout my day. Remind me, Father, that those walks together were what refreshed and directed Eve. They were not short pop-in conversations; there was communion. Looking forward to my day . . .
Monday, May 12, 2014
Perseverance
Growing up, I lived in a small town where people knew each other and cared for each other. People worked long hours and gave their time to help one another in times of need as well as just to be neighborly. I watched men and women work tirelessly to provide for their families.
My family was a single parent family. My mom lived in this small town most all of her adult life. I remember students of all ages coming and going out of our house as they practiced for various musical programs throughout the year. If it wasn't church related, it was for contests, or something else important. I felt like I knew many of those musical pieces as well as the students who came to practice. (At least in my head . . .)
Hardly ever did my mom stay home from work because of sickness. If she was sick, it was usually something drastic. Of course, that meant I hardly ever got to stay home for anything either. Somehow, we just doctored ourselves and went to school. My mom was a teacher, and there weren't many substitutes in those days. I don't remember many sick kids back then, but I know kids who lived out on the farms in the valley sometimes had to stay home to help if something happened. There was an inner determination which drove my mom. Even at 80 yrs old, she was getting up every day, getting dressed "for the day" and doing whatever her calendar said she had planned. Whatever her life dealt her, she seemed to "get dressed and ready for the day". Hmmm . . . I wonder if she ever heard the statement, "get your big girl pants on and face the day"?
I can imagine there must have been days when my mom didn't really want to do the things she'd listed on her calendar. Generally, those things were involving other people so she didn't really have the luxury of changing her plans on a whim. She had to show up and be present. We were often the first to arrive at school and often the last to leave. She would grade workbooks while Walter Cronkite gave a rundown of the day across the world. (Cronkite was an anchorman for the CBS Evening News back in the day.) Somehow, whatever the news, the grading was done and my life seemed untouched from all the world.
The Psalmist said, "You are my rock and my fortress. For Your name's sake, lead me and guide me." (Ps. 31:3)
Little did I know that a work ethic and sense of perseverance was being modeled and built into me. As I came to know The Lord personally in my teen years, I realized all along God had been watching out for me. He used families and friends to help grow me. All along God had his hand on my life. Over the course of time, I've had to weed out the difference between never taking time for myself and having the world revolve around me. I've seen moms on both sides of that fence. I have the feeling my mom seldom took time for herself, but I know she did what she knew to do. Busy was good. I'm still learning how to rest. The key, it seems, is God's leading and guiding.
How are you being lead today for the sake of the name of The Lord? What of your calendar's plans do you know are His leading and guiding your day?
Father, I'm thankful for the home in which I was raised. I knew I was safe; I knew I was loved. As I came to know You, I learned to be even more thankful for my home. Help me realize today, that even from the beginning, You have been my rock and my fortress. Every day, You offer to lead and guide me. You desire to write my calendar plans. Thank You, Father, for giving me such strong people in my life at an early age. They showed me how to work and push past challenges and persevere. Here's my day, Father. I will listen for Your plans . . .
My family was a single parent family. My mom lived in this small town most all of her adult life. I remember students of all ages coming and going out of our house as they practiced for various musical programs throughout the year. If it wasn't church related, it was for contests, or something else important. I felt like I knew many of those musical pieces as well as the students who came to practice. (At least in my head . . .)
Hardly ever did my mom stay home from work because of sickness. If she was sick, it was usually something drastic. Of course, that meant I hardly ever got to stay home for anything either. Somehow, we just doctored ourselves and went to school. My mom was a teacher, and there weren't many substitutes in those days. I don't remember many sick kids back then, but I know kids who lived out on the farms in the valley sometimes had to stay home to help if something happened. There was an inner determination which drove my mom. Even at 80 yrs old, she was getting up every day, getting dressed "for the day" and doing whatever her calendar said she had planned. Whatever her life dealt her, she seemed to "get dressed and ready for the day". Hmmm . . . I wonder if she ever heard the statement, "get your big girl pants on and face the day"?
I can imagine there must have been days when my mom didn't really want to do the things she'd listed on her calendar. Generally, those things were involving other people so she didn't really have the luxury of changing her plans on a whim. She had to show up and be present. We were often the first to arrive at school and often the last to leave. She would grade workbooks while Walter Cronkite gave a rundown of the day across the world. (Cronkite was an anchorman for the CBS Evening News back in the day.) Somehow, whatever the news, the grading was done and my life seemed untouched from all the world.
The Psalmist said, "You are my rock and my fortress. For Your name's sake, lead me and guide me." (Ps. 31:3)
Little did I know that a work ethic and sense of perseverance was being modeled and built into me. As I came to know The Lord personally in my teen years, I realized all along God had been watching out for me. He used families and friends to help grow me. All along God had his hand on my life. Over the course of time, I've had to weed out the difference between never taking time for myself and having the world revolve around me. I've seen moms on both sides of that fence. I have the feeling my mom seldom took time for herself, but I know she did what she knew to do. Busy was good. I'm still learning how to rest. The key, it seems, is God's leading and guiding.
How are you being lead today for the sake of the name of The Lord? What of your calendar's plans do you know are His leading and guiding your day?
Father, I'm thankful for the home in which I was raised. I knew I was safe; I knew I was loved. As I came to know You, I learned to be even more thankful for my home. Help me realize today, that even from the beginning, You have been my rock and my fortress. Every day, You offer to lead and guide me. You desire to write my calendar plans. Thank You, Father, for giving me such strong people in my life at an early age. They showed me how to work and push past challenges and persevere. Here's my day, Father. I will listen for Your plans . . .
Friday, May 09, 2014
An Abiding Heart
Psalm 51:17 "The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit. A broken and contrite heart, O God, You will not despise."
broken - shabar (shaw-bar') - to burst, to break into small pieces where the inner parts are exposed
contrite - dakah (daw-kaw) - to pulverize to mere dust; to crush; has the picture of reducing to the consistency to talcum powder
despise - bazah (baw-zaw') - put to shame; take away esteem
Have you ever watched your kids get caught at something and there was that "moment"? You know, the "moment" when they are deciding which is the best way to go - give you that innocent "kid" smile or that "ok I'm caught, now what?" look! King David had those very options when he made unwise choices, tried to hide himself and then came full circle back to the bare truth that he had sinned "against God and God alone". (Ps 51:4). While our kids may or may not understand that, I believe the sooner we all learn it, the sooner we will come to love the "wonder" of brokenness.
This study is not about the sin or the repentance. It's about the work that God does after repentance (or right along with it). True repentance brings out a God given desire to "make it right" or somehow "do" something. God doesn't necessarily want those kinds of "sacrifices". What He loves to watch, with full loving, no shame acceptance, is a broken and contrite heart.
The heart, being the place of understanding and emotion, is where God loves to work. Being broken by Him involves having large or small issues be exposed to the light of His love. Remember, He doesn't dismantle our dignity - He has placed us in His Son, Christ Jesus. But He does want every part of our being flooded with His light. He does want our depravity exposed. That's where the Holy Spirit lovingly nudges and breaks into the hidden areas exposing the need for Him. We are not meant to be left hanging there exposed though. Thus, the next step of having a "contrite" heart.
"Contrite" has to do with being the consistency of a fine powder. Have you ever seen talcum powder? You know how fine it is? Originally, it was made from a rock yet pulverized to very fine powder. That "pulverizing" is a picture of the word "contrite". Now the purpose of being contrite is not to lose our identity. The chemical makeup (DNA) of the rock was the same whether in a rock form or a fine powder form. The difference was that the powder can stand on the surface of the water. It is pliable and much more conformable as talc than as a rock. The picture of a contrite person is one that has not lost his identity (I am still a child of the living God). But, he's one that has given all his "rights" and "ownership" to the surface of the place on which he rests (or floats)! Of course, we are IN Christ Jesus! We are not our own, we are bought with a price. It's the ultimate picture of "abiding"! Abiding in Him, I rest completely on the plane of who He is. When I start walking in my own understanding - I sink like a rock!
Can you imagine this kind of abiding? How do you respond to the full floodlight of Christ on your life? Who owns the "rights" in your life?
Oh awesome Father,
Abiding completely in Your Presence is where I want to be! I am beginning to see that my rights are not as favorable to me as Your Face. I know my imperfections will show up in the light of Your Presence, but I also know You clothe me in Your righteousness. I understand that sacrifice isn't just a place I don't do a few things I wanted to do. It is where I surrender myself to You. I give myself to Your plan for Me. Help me see abiding as less about struggling and more about resting completely in You. I open my heart to You . . .
broken - shabar (shaw-bar') - to burst, to break into small pieces where the inner parts are exposed
contrite - dakah (daw-kaw) - to pulverize to mere dust; to crush; has the picture of reducing to the consistency to talcum powder
despise - bazah (baw-zaw') - put to shame; take away esteem
Have you ever watched your kids get caught at something and there was that "moment"? You know, the "moment" when they are deciding which is the best way to go - give you that innocent "kid" smile or that "ok I'm caught, now what?" look! King David had those very options when he made unwise choices, tried to hide himself and then came full circle back to the bare truth that he had sinned "against God and God alone". (Ps 51:4). While our kids may or may not understand that, I believe the sooner we all learn it, the sooner we will come to love the "wonder" of brokenness.
This study is not about the sin or the repentance. It's about the work that God does after repentance (or right along with it). True repentance brings out a God given desire to "make it right" or somehow "do" something. God doesn't necessarily want those kinds of "sacrifices". What He loves to watch, with full loving, no shame acceptance, is a broken and contrite heart.
The heart, being the place of understanding and emotion, is where God loves to work. Being broken by Him involves having large or small issues be exposed to the light of His love. Remember, He doesn't dismantle our dignity - He has placed us in His Son, Christ Jesus. But He does want every part of our being flooded with His light. He does want our depravity exposed. That's where the Holy Spirit lovingly nudges and breaks into the hidden areas exposing the need for Him. We are not meant to be left hanging there exposed though. Thus, the next step of having a "contrite" heart.
"Contrite" has to do with being the consistency of a fine powder. Have you ever seen talcum powder? You know how fine it is? Originally, it was made from a rock yet pulverized to very fine powder. That "pulverizing" is a picture of the word "contrite". Now the purpose of being contrite is not to lose our identity. The chemical makeup (DNA) of the rock was the same whether in a rock form or a fine powder form. The difference was that the powder can stand on the surface of the water. It is pliable and much more conformable as talc than as a rock. The picture of a contrite person is one that has not lost his identity (I am still a child of the living God). But, he's one that has given all his "rights" and "ownership" to the surface of the place on which he rests (or floats)! Of course, we are IN Christ Jesus! We are not our own, we are bought with a price. It's the ultimate picture of "abiding"! Abiding in Him, I rest completely on the plane of who He is. When I start walking in my own understanding - I sink like a rock!
Can you imagine this kind of abiding? How do you respond to the full floodlight of Christ on your life? Who owns the "rights" in your life?
Oh awesome Father,
Abiding completely in Your Presence is where I want to be! I am beginning to see that my rights are not as favorable to me as Your Face. I know my imperfections will show up in the light of Your Presence, but I also know You clothe me in Your righteousness. I understand that sacrifice isn't just a place I don't do a few things I wanted to do. It is where I surrender myself to You. I give myself to Your plan for Me. Help me see abiding as less about struggling and more about resting completely in You. I open my heart to You . . .
Thursday, May 08, 2014
The Long Stretch
I Peter 4:8 - ". . . keep fervent in your love for one another"
Acts 12:5 - "So Peter was kept in prison, but prayer for him was being made fervently by the church to God."
John 3:16 - "For God so loved the world that He gave His only Son, that whosoever believes in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life."
fervent - ektenes - (em-ten-ace) - intense, stretch out, without ceasing
love - agape (ag-ah'-pay) - an unselfish kind of love that can only be done in it's fullness by God; it prizes the recipient above the giver; it is God's willful direction toward man
The image of fervent love looks like a continuous stretching beyond the easy point of surface concerns. When God gave His Son for us, there was such intensity in His heart. The writer of Hebrews explains Jesus' fervent love this way - "who for the joy set before Him endured the Cross". Talk about stretching!
We get a little nervous to get out of our comfort zone. When God is trying to grow us into new places of His Kingdom, sometimes we shrink back or become almost paralyzed in fear. The thought of our loving Father continuously stretching out His love for us should be the foundation from which we do some stretching.
During my years of piano practicing, I remember my teacher looking at my really small hands. She was a little shocked when I couldn't reach the eight note stretch that, in music, we call an octave. My hands were as large as they were going to get when I reached about 10 years old. So, she suggested I do some stretching exercises. I sat at the piano day in and day out doing what she told me to do. Now, I have to tell you that I don't honestly think my fingers got longer nor the span of my hand larger. But guess what? Today, I can reach octaves!
What are some opportunities for intense stretching? The passages above mention prayer and relationships. Both of these situations involve getting outside the easy path and pressing on into more of something. Fervent love for one another doesn't allow for pettiness. It prizes the other's well being above our own. That stretched out kind of love goes on beyond the norm until results are seen in the life of another. It's that same kind of intensity with prayer. We might know of a situation that must be brought to the Father. We do whatever it takes to pray until that situation changes. When the church prayed for Peter during his imprisonment, I don't think it was a three minute event on Sunday morning! It's the intensity that comes over you when you know a friend is in need of God's hand in their situation. You just won't quit bringing it before the Father. It's called fervent prayer!
Father,
Open the eyes of my heart to stretch beyond the easy and the routine. May Your picture of love ever press me on to stretch for another whether it's in relationships or in prayer.I want to be a person who unceasingly presses on for all Your heart desires. Thank you Father, for helping me reach the octaves in fervency of prayer and deepening relationships. Abiding . . . pruning . . . stretching . . .
Acts 12:5 - "So Peter was kept in prison, but prayer for him was being made fervently by the church to God."
John 3:16 - "For God so loved the world that He gave His only Son, that whosoever believes in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life."
fervent - ektenes - (em-ten-ace) - intense, stretch out, without ceasing
love - agape (ag-ah'-pay) - an unselfish kind of love that can only be done in it's fullness by God; it prizes the recipient above the giver; it is God's willful direction toward man
The image of fervent love looks like a continuous stretching beyond the easy point of surface concerns. When God gave His Son for us, there was such intensity in His heart. The writer of Hebrews explains Jesus' fervent love this way - "who for the joy set before Him endured the Cross". Talk about stretching!
We get a little nervous to get out of our comfort zone. When God is trying to grow us into new places of His Kingdom, sometimes we shrink back or become almost paralyzed in fear. The thought of our loving Father continuously stretching out His love for us should be the foundation from which we do some stretching.
During my years of piano practicing, I remember my teacher looking at my really small hands. She was a little shocked when I couldn't reach the eight note stretch that, in music, we call an octave. My hands were as large as they were going to get when I reached about 10 years old. So, she suggested I do some stretching exercises. I sat at the piano day in and day out doing what she told me to do. Now, I have to tell you that I don't honestly think my fingers got longer nor the span of my hand larger. But guess what? Today, I can reach octaves!
What are some opportunities for intense stretching? The passages above mention prayer and relationships. Both of these situations involve getting outside the easy path and pressing on into more of something. Fervent love for one another doesn't allow for pettiness. It prizes the other's well being above our own. That stretched out kind of love goes on beyond the norm until results are seen in the life of another. It's that same kind of intensity with prayer. We might know of a situation that must be brought to the Father. We do whatever it takes to pray until that situation changes. When the church prayed for Peter during his imprisonment, I don't think it was a three minute event on Sunday morning! It's the intensity that comes over you when you know a friend is in need of God's hand in their situation. You just won't quit bringing it before the Father. It's called fervent prayer!
Father,
Open the eyes of my heart to stretch beyond the easy and the routine. May Your picture of love ever press me on to stretch for another whether it's in relationships or in prayer.I want to be a person who unceasingly presses on for all Your heart desires. Thank you Father, for helping me reach the octaves in fervency of prayer and deepening relationships. Abiding . . . pruning . . . stretching . . .
Wednesday, May 07, 2014
Staying Influence
I came to know The Lord when I was in high school. My pastor and his wife took me in and taught me exponential amounts of the Word before I graduated the next year. They let me ask questions. I lived across the street so I knew them and their daughters. They were real people. They loved God and I found I wanted to be like them. I tried to follow their advice as much as I could. I still say things they taught me many years ago.
Right on the heels of those people came my sister and her family. Now this was a different sort of influencing. I moved in with them for a year before college. My education was unending! (Keep in mind I was raised in a single parent home.) During this year, I'd step out of my bedroom to find my sister and brother-in-law smooching in the kitchen. Yikes! I didn't know what to do! (run . . . turn around . . . make a comment . . .) They were laughing and tickling and loving. Their lifestyle of family and Jesus rubbed off on me. They wanted me to be a part of the family so much they even bought me a special glass that they put at my place at the table every time we ate together. That glass had an emblem of their favorite football team. They wanted me to join them in their love of this team. They lived in an area of America where this team was on every Sunday afternoon. Of course, we'd all gather to watch them play. Now, I was a little rebellious. Oh sure, I drank from the special glass, but I didn't buy the idea. Unknowingly, I learned about almost every other team in that league because I always cheered for the other team! Still, they loved me, taught me and mostly just did life in a real way all the time I stayed with them. I was so glad to be in their family; my brother-in-law even walked me down the aisle at my wedding!
When Jesus went out into public ministry, He invited some people to do real life with Him as well. John 1:39 says they stayed with Him. Whatever happened during that "stay" had an influence not only on these guys but on the people they invited to come and see Jesus. One very inconspicuous man to stay during that time with Jesus was Andrew. Interestingly enough, the Bible doesn't have great stories about Andrew other than he stayed with Jesus. One very pivotal day in Andrew's life, he introduced his brother, Peter, to Jesus. Well, the rest is the story of a disciple who stayed with Jesus through thick and thin eventually saying, "Where else can we go for the Word of Life?" Ok, I know Peter denied Jesus for a few days, but honestly, if that was all the time he denied Him, his track record was pretty good. Check out the book of Acts in the Bible. Peter's work is stunning. But remember, Andrew had stayed with Jesus first!
Sometimes in life, we need examples of what it means to "stay". Jesus invited His disciples to "abide" in Him. Interestingly enough, the same word is used in the John 1 passage (stay) as in the John 15 passage (abide). His Word makes us clean, but the "real life" part is in the abiding (staying). Jesus sent the Holy Spirit so we would know His staying power after He left the Earth. He abides with us.
Who has been a "staying influence" in your life? For whom do you exhibit that kind of example? (Let me just say, it's anyone in your sphere of influence. You never know who is watching.) Jesus didn't run from the Cross; He stayed. Can you name at least three people who are watching your life and how you abide in Christ? Conversely, who are you watching?
Father, I believe You put people in our pathway both to influence and be influenced by them. Does anybody care about You because I abide (stay) in Your way of doing things? Only You know that! Remind me that You're the only one I need to please. Thank You for those who have influenced me all these years and still do. Watching someone abide in You is such a strong example and encouragement!
Right on the heels of those people came my sister and her family. Now this was a different sort of influencing. I moved in with them for a year before college. My education was unending! (Keep in mind I was raised in a single parent home.) During this year, I'd step out of my bedroom to find my sister and brother-in-law smooching in the kitchen. Yikes! I didn't know what to do! (run . . . turn around . . . make a comment . . .) They were laughing and tickling and loving. Their lifestyle of family and Jesus rubbed off on me. They wanted me to be a part of the family so much they even bought me a special glass that they put at my place at the table every time we ate together. That glass had an emblem of their favorite football team. They wanted me to join them in their love of this team. They lived in an area of America where this team was on every Sunday afternoon. Of course, we'd all gather to watch them play. Now, I was a little rebellious. Oh sure, I drank from the special glass, but I didn't buy the idea. Unknowingly, I learned about almost every other team in that league because I always cheered for the other team! Still, they loved me, taught me and mostly just did life in a real way all the time I stayed with them. I was so glad to be in their family; my brother-in-law even walked me down the aisle at my wedding!
When Jesus went out into public ministry, He invited some people to do real life with Him as well. John 1:39 says they stayed with Him. Whatever happened during that "stay" had an influence not only on these guys but on the people they invited to come and see Jesus. One very inconspicuous man to stay during that time with Jesus was Andrew. Interestingly enough, the Bible doesn't have great stories about Andrew other than he stayed with Jesus. One very pivotal day in Andrew's life, he introduced his brother, Peter, to Jesus. Well, the rest is the story of a disciple who stayed with Jesus through thick and thin eventually saying, "Where else can we go for the Word of Life?" Ok, I know Peter denied Jesus for a few days, but honestly, if that was all the time he denied Him, his track record was pretty good. Check out the book of Acts in the Bible. Peter's work is stunning. But remember, Andrew had stayed with Jesus first!
Sometimes in life, we need examples of what it means to "stay". Jesus invited His disciples to "abide" in Him. Interestingly enough, the same word is used in the John 1 passage (stay) as in the John 15 passage (abide). His Word makes us clean, but the "real life" part is in the abiding (staying). Jesus sent the Holy Spirit so we would know His staying power after He left the Earth. He abides with us.
Who has been a "staying influence" in your life? For whom do you exhibit that kind of example? (Let me just say, it's anyone in your sphere of influence. You never know who is watching.) Jesus didn't run from the Cross; He stayed. Can you name at least three people who are watching your life and how you abide in Christ? Conversely, who are you watching?
Father, I believe You put people in our pathway both to influence and be influenced by them. Does anybody care about You because I abide (stay) in Your way of doing things? Only You know that! Remind me that You're the only one I need to please. Thank You for those who have influenced me all these years and still do. Watching someone abide in You is such a strong example and encouragement!
Pruning the Peripherals
Recently I heard a talk from the board members of the Palisade Historical Society. They were telling about the old days of peach harvesting in the Palisade area of the Grand Valley. I remembered some of the information because as a young person I remember many people would help in the peach harvest. What I didn't know was how much preparation went into making the peach harvest so plentiful.
Many months earlier before the peaches were ripe and ready to be picked, workers went through the fields and cut off shoots of new growth. I wondered why new shoots would be cut off. Isn't that a sign of growth and newness? Actually, it's a sign of a tree wanting to do its own thing. The skilled workers knew just which branches should be trimmed so the upcoming fruit would have the maximum sun and space to grow to its full potential. This would create the best fruit to be harvested and sold.
I also knew many other families who had nice little peach trees growing in their backyards which grew rather small peaches. Sometimes the pit would be larger than the fruit around it. No one took the time to go out to the trees to prune away the growth that would take extra energy for the maintenance of the tree. It seemed like taking the extra step and growing great fruit would be of more interest to the owner. Sometimes - yes . . . sometimes - no.
John 15:2 reminds us that Jesus prunes the branches so there will be more fruit. That same idea works not only with fruit trees, but also with people walking out the plan of God for their life. All the extra branches take nourishment and strength from the main growth of the tree. The peripheral "shoots of distraction" often cause people to lose focus for the important things God is saying in their life. Being willing to have the side distractions removed would seem to allow more concentrated energy to fulfill the plans of God.
Here's a key for me . . . The vinedresser decided which branches would be removed for the tree to better produce fruit. The trees don't vote or have discussions with the vinedresser. He merely looks at the tree, determines its potential for grow in its current state, and begins to prune branches to allow for upcoming fruit. The goal is fruit. The vinedresser stands back, looks at the whole tree and its surroundings and gets to work.
Can you see how our great Vinedresser, Jesus, does the same thing? How do you respond to His work in your life? Is your goal the same as His for your life?
Father, somehow, I have not thought of pruning as a wanted exercise in my life. Its action has seemed brutal, painful and exposing. Could it be that pruning is freeing, releasing and directing? I have listened too long to those who have determined pruning as a minimizing process which means less enjoyment in life. I wonder if pruning might bring much more focus and clarity? I understand that I do not do the pruning - You do. You are the Author and Finisher of my faith. Mine is to give myself to You; Yours is to prune me for the greatest fruit bearing days in my life!
Many months earlier before the peaches were ripe and ready to be picked, workers went through the fields and cut off shoots of new growth. I wondered why new shoots would be cut off. Isn't that a sign of growth and newness? Actually, it's a sign of a tree wanting to do its own thing. The skilled workers knew just which branches should be trimmed so the upcoming fruit would have the maximum sun and space to grow to its full potential. This would create the best fruit to be harvested and sold.
I also knew many other families who had nice little peach trees growing in their backyards which grew rather small peaches. Sometimes the pit would be larger than the fruit around it. No one took the time to go out to the trees to prune away the growth that would take extra energy for the maintenance of the tree. It seemed like taking the extra step and growing great fruit would be of more interest to the owner. Sometimes - yes . . . sometimes - no.
John 15:2 reminds us that Jesus prunes the branches so there will be more fruit. That same idea works not only with fruit trees, but also with people walking out the plan of God for their life. All the extra branches take nourishment and strength from the main growth of the tree. The peripheral "shoots of distraction" often cause people to lose focus for the important things God is saying in their life. Being willing to have the side distractions removed would seem to allow more concentrated energy to fulfill the plans of God.
Here's a key for me . . . The vinedresser decided which branches would be removed for the tree to better produce fruit. The trees don't vote or have discussions with the vinedresser. He merely looks at the tree, determines its potential for grow in its current state, and begins to prune branches to allow for upcoming fruit. The goal is fruit. The vinedresser stands back, looks at the whole tree and its surroundings and gets to work.
Can you see how our great Vinedresser, Jesus, does the same thing? How do you respond to His work in your life? Is your goal the same as His for your life?
Father, somehow, I have not thought of pruning as a wanted exercise in my life. Its action has seemed brutal, painful and exposing. Could it be that pruning is freeing, releasing and directing? I have listened too long to those who have determined pruning as a minimizing process which means less enjoyment in life. I wonder if pruning might bring much more focus and clarity? I understand that I do not do the pruning - You do. You are the Author and Finisher of my faith. Mine is to give myself to You; Yours is to prune me for the greatest fruit bearing days in my life!
Friday, May 02, 2014
The Heart's Ecosystem
Luke 6:45 - "The good man out of the good treasure of his heart brings forth what is good; and the evil man out of the evil treasures brings forth what is evil; for his mouth speaks from that which fills his heart." ( the KJV it says "out of the abundance of the heart, the mouth speaks.")
abundance - periseuma (per-is'-syoo-mah) - a surplus or superabundance; what is left over after something is full; there is enough and extra to spare
My mind began to ponder this verse in Luke recently. Once when I was at my niece's house, she had a lovely pool of water. This was no ordinary pond. This was something called a "patio pond". At that time, my niece didn't have a huge plot of land where a sprawling pond could stretch providing an ecosystem for plants and fish. Those kinds of ponds are up in the mountains near our home. Right in the city, though, was her refreshing pond. The pond had a waterfall over some rocks that poured into a pond at the bottom of the structure. The whole draw of this pond was that after a busy day, you could sit by it, watch the fish swim and unwind from the busy day.
I began to wonder how that pond kept working. Of course I understood that there was a pump that kept the water recycling. The plan of the pond includes a complete cleaning system. But, as I stared at that pond, I wondered if that pond ever would get dry. Would it ever run out of water?
I live in a pretty arid part of the US so our 15% humidity means wet things dry up fairly fast. Evaporation is a concern that we have. As I looked at that pond, I wondered how it keeps spilling over from one place to the next. My niece explained that every other day, she had to add water or the system wouldn't continue to work. The whole ecosystem must have enough water to spill from one area of the pond to the next. There must be an abundance of water that will fall from one place to the next.
The Holy Spirit dropped deep into my heart a reminder that the "ecosystem" of the Father's Presence in me must be filled to overflowing. My life is more than just a pond that keeps refilling, but it is an abundance of what He is working in me. What I have in my "ecosystem" (my heart) is what flows out of my mouth.
If you want the things of God to spill out of your mouth to others, you must have the "system" of the Father working in you.It's pretty easy to see what is in a person's heart. Listen to them talk. As I looked at that pond, I realized that it wasn't going to hold anything that would not fit in that ecosystem. What finds a way of surviving in my heart? What do I "feed" on? Do I daily take in the Word of God? Do I want the Presence of the Father to fill me and then overflow from me? Am I full enough of Him that there is extra flowing out of me as I speak?
Father,
Show me where I have no fresh flow of You in my life. Help me hear what I am speaking to those around me. What is it telling about what is in the "ecosystem" of my heart? I want to be so full of Your living water, that when I speak, my words will declare what You are doing in me. I want that kind of abundant mentality. May the treasure (ecosystem) in my heart be so full that it flows out and blesses those around!
abundance - periseuma (per-is'-syoo-mah) - a surplus or superabundance; what is left over after something is full; there is enough and extra to spare
My mind began to ponder this verse in Luke recently. Once when I was at my niece's house, she had a lovely pool of water. This was no ordinary pond. This was something called a "patio pond". At that time, my niece didn't have a huge plot of land where a sprawling pond could stretch providing an ecosystem for plants and fish. Those kinds of ponds are up in the mountains near our home. Right in the city, though, was her refreshing pond. The pond had a waterfall over some rocks that poured into a pond at the bottom of the structure. The whole draw of this pond was that after a busy day, you could sit by it, watch the fish swim and unwind from the busy day.
I began to wonder how that pond kept working. Of course I understood that there was a pump that kept the water recycling. The plan of the pond includes a complete cleaning system. But, as I stared at that pond, I wondered if that pond ever would get dry. Would it ever run out of water?
I live in a pretty arid part of the US so our 15% humidity means wet things dry up fairly fast. Evaporation is a concern that we have. As I looked at that pond, I wondered how it keeps spilling over from one place to the next. My niece explained that every other day, she had to add water or the system wouldn't continue to work. The whole ecosystem must have enough water to spill from one area of the pond to the next. There must be an abundance of water that will fall from one place to the next.
The Holy Spirit dropped deep into my heart a reminder that the "ecosystem" of the Father's Presence in me must be filled to overflowing. My life is more than just a pond that keeps refilling, but it is an abundance of what He is working in me. What I have in my "ecosystem" (my heart) is what flows out of my mouth.
If you want the things of God to spill out of your mouth to others, you must have the "system" of the Father working in you.It's pretty easy to see what is in a person's heart. Listen to them talk. As I looked at that pond, I realized that it wasn't going to hold anything that would not fit in that ecosystem. What finds a way of surviving in my heart? What do I "feed" on? Do I daily take in the Word of God? Do I want the Presence of the Father to fill me and then overflow from me? Am I full enough of Him that there is extra flowing out of me as I speak?
Father,
Show me where I have no fresh flow of You in my life. Help me hear what I am speaking to those around me. What is it telling about what is in the "ecosystem" of my heart? I want to be so full of Your living water, that when I speak, my words will declare what You are doing in me. I want that kind of abundant mentality. May the treasure (ecosystem) in my heart be so full that it flows out and blesses those around!
Thursday, May 01, 2014
Take Thought of His Truth
Psalm 8:3-4 says "When I consider Your heavens, the work of Your fingers . . . . what is man that You take thought of him?"
take thought - (Heb) - "to mark, take note of, to burn into the memory"
A friend and I were praying one night awhile back and began to speak in prayer some of the things that our Father "takes thought of" regarding us. I thought you'd like to hear some of His thoughts toward you today!
Can you imagine His finger writing on your heart?
"You are mine!
I love you!
I bought you with a price!
I love it when you worship Me.
I am there when you open your heart to Me.
I rush to inhabit your praises.
I've been looking for you.
I've been waiting for you and here you are!
I knew you would come back.
Come on in to My secret place.
Let Me hold you.
Climb up into My lap and rest
I really am all you need.
I have the answers to your questions.
I have loved you with an everlasting love!
Don't be afraid.
My thoughts toward you are good.
My plans are to give you a future and a hope.
Nothing is too hard for Me.
Let Me show you the depths, heights and widths of My love."
Father, it is good to hear Your Voice laced throughout the Bible. I are strengthened and encouraged by Your Word, the Truth. Your promise is that Your Word will not return without having done that for which it was sent. It overwhelms me to think that I am burned into Your heart - that You take thought of me. How I want to hear Your plan and purpose for this day. Word of God speak . . .
take thought - (Heb) - "to mark, take note of, to burn into the memory"
A friend and I were praying one night awhile back and began to speak in prayer some of the things that our Father "takes thought of" regarding us. I thought you'd like to hear some of His thoughts toward you today!
Can you imagine His finger writing on your heart?
"You are mine!
I love you!
I bought you with a price!
I love it when you worship Me.
I am there when you open your heart to Me.
I rush to inhabit your praises.
I've been looking for you.
I've been waiting for you and here you are!
I knew you would come back.
Come on in to My secret place.
Let Me hold you.
Climb up into My lap and rest
I really am all you need.
I have the answers to your questions.
I have loved you with an everlasting love!
Don't be afraid.
My thoughts toward you are good.
My plans are to give you a future and a hope.
Nothing is too hard for Me.
Let Me show you the depths, heights and widths of My love."
Father, it is good to hear Your Voice laced throughout the Bible. I are strengthened and encouraged by Your Word, the Truth. Your promise is that Your Word will not return without having done that for which it was sent. It overwhelms me to think that I am burned into Your heart - that You take thought of me. How I want to hear Your plan and purpose for this day. Word of God speak . . .
Wednesday, April 30, 2014
Timeless Timeliness
Have you heard these sayings? "What comes around, goes around." or "Everything comes back into style, just wait a little while." "Been there, done that!" Some things do seem to reoccur, don't they?
It used to irritate me when I thought I had a new idea and someone would tell about a time they did the thing I was thinking. I have come to realize there are many things I do not know . . . somebody else may already know those things . . . I am just coming to learn them. I often say to my students, "Guess what I learned yesterday?" I find they are much more ready to listen when they know I am still a discoverer as well. How flexible am I to change and grow? I still enjoy learning and find my curiosity rubs off on people who are open minded. (I used to think that open minded meant "empty headed". It might apply in some instances, but maybe not so much as I had thought.) Times change and so do people. (I suspect some of my friends are shouting, "Hallelujah!" at this point.)
How does the message of Jesus being the way, the truth and life cross the generations? We are living in a time in history when the diversity between people is huge. The diversity between continents is huge. While our world has been made smaller by technology, the microscopic look we now have has revealed giant gaps in how people live their life. Is there a level playing field among us?
Ps 33:11: - "The counsel of the LORD stands forever. The plans of His heart from generation to generation."
Quite awhile ago, my mentor taught me that the Lord is timeless. God transcends culture yet fits so cleanly in every age. His counsel is all encompassing. There is no one who has ever lived who could not live in His counsel. The plans of His heart really create such a level paying field. His plan and heart for every generation can be understood and followed. Here is a pivotal place where generations can speak to each other from a common foundation. Maybe this is what has kept me connected to the counsel of The Lord all these years. I may have heard someone say they had experienced what I was encountering, but often their stories challenged me to continue on as I walked the way of The Lord.
Are you connected with other generations or do you think no one really understands where you are in your life right now?
Father . . .I choose not to believe the lie that no one has gone through what I am going through. That thinking isolates me and causes me to focus on myself. Your Word stands forever. Thank you for the clear transcendent place from which Your counsel flows. There are no prerequisites to hear and heed Your counsel. I don't have to be or do certain things to hear Your direction. Every age can respond to Your plans. Remind me that there are people watching me (of various ages) who wonder how I will respond to Your counsel. I know it's not about being perfect; it's about being responsive to Your plan. Help me be transparent yet tenacious, gracious yet gritty and mostly, humble yet heroic in my quest to walk with You.
Tuesday, April 29, 2014
Not Been This Way Before
Romans 6:4 - "Therefore we have been buried with Him through baptism into death, in order that as Christ was raised from the dead through the glory of the Father, so we too might walk in newness of life."
Romans 7:6 - "But now we have been released from the Law, having died to that by which we were bound, so that we serve in newness of the Spirit and not in oldness of the letter."
newness - kainotes - (kahee-not'-ace) - freshness, renewal, not simply an experience similar to the past, but a qualitative different one; having not been this way before (Grk)
Each summer I watch our mulberry tree in the front yard bear new fruit. I have the joy of picking those berries and enjoying them on pancakes and in my cereal. For many years now, we've cared for that tree by pruning it and watering it. It's amazing to watch it's renewal each year!
Just as that tree brings fruit to our table each summer, so there is a process where I may have renewal or "freshness" as well. As an act of my faith, I identify with Christ in His death so that I may experience that Resurrection life.
One study resource says the above two passages are the only places this word for "newness" is used in the Bible. It stems from the same initial experience (salvation) but produces a qualitatively different experience from past experiences. In Christian circles, that "experience" is sometimes called "growth" or "maturity". It is more than the acquiring of more knowledge. It is literally walking by the Spirit out into places we've not yet been.
It seems interesting that I want to "grow" and experience the Father more, but going where I've never gone before makes me anxious. So, the tension between my desire to grow and the anxiousness of the unknown can cause me to "freeze" in me tracks. The wonderful thing about the Father, though, is that He knows where I should grow and will continually "draw" me to that growth. That "drawing" might look like a desire to be with certain people. It might look like wanting to read the Bible more. It might look like talking to the Father more than ever before.
Suddenly the pain of remaining the same is greater than the pain of change. Taking the step out into the wide open spaces of the Father becomes a joy. It's found that all along He was leading and creating hunger for more of Him. My vision of Him is qualitatively larger and keener. There are new areas of Him that open to me. Courage to keep going rises because of the way He met me for the current step of growth. That is a picture of the "newness" of life in the Spirit!
Just as I know my mulberry tree has in it the potential for bearing fruit, so I know the Father has put in me the potential for growth!
Father, being uncomfortable at the spot I'm in isn't always bad. It might mean I need to get back on "the way" or it might mean I need to move further along on "the way". Remind me that joy, peace and rest can be experienced even in the gritty growth times. Those qualities are not an exchange for growth; they are loving partners on the journey. Show me ways to walk and serve in the newness of life released by the Resurrection. Where next . . .
Romans 7:6 - "But now we have been released from the Law, having died to that by which we were bound, so that we serve in newness of the Spirit and not in oldness of the letter."
newness - kainotes - (kahee-not'-ace) - freshness, renewal, not simply an experience similar to the past, but a qualitative different one; having not been this way before (Grk)
Each summer I watch our mulberry tree in the front yard bear new fruit. I have the joy of picking those berries and enjoying them on pancakes and in my cereal. For many years now, we've cared for that tree by pruning it and watering it. It's amazing to watch it's renewal each year!
Just as that tree brings fruit to our table each summer, so there is a process where I may have renewal or "freshness" as well. As an act of my faith, I identify with Christ in His death so that I may experience that Resurrection life.
One study resource says the above two passages are the only places this word for "newness" is used in the Bible. It stems from the same initial experience (salvation) but produces a qualitatively different experience from past experiences. In Christian circles, that "experience" is sometimes called "growth" or "maturity". It is more than the acquiring of more knowledge. It is literally walking by the Spirit out into places we've not yet been.
It seems interesting that I want to "grow" and experience the Father more, but going where I've never gone before makes me anxious. So, the tension between my desire to grow and the anxiousness of the unknown can cause me to "freeze" in me tracks. The wonderful thing about the Father, though, is that He knows where I should grow and will continually "draw" me to that growth. That "drawing" might look like a desire to be with certain people. It might look like wanting to read the Bible more. It might look like talking to the Father more than ever before.
Suddenly the pain of remaining the same is greater than the pain of change. Taking the step out into the wide open spaces of the Father becomes a joy. It's found that all along He was leading and creating hunger for more of Him. My vision of Him is qualitatively larger and keener. There are new areas of Him that open to me. Courage to keep going rises because of the way He met me for the current step of growth. That is a picture of the "newness" of life in the Spirit!
Just as I know my mulberry tree has in it the potential for bearing fruit, so I know the Father has put in me the potential for growth!
Father, being uncomfortable at the spot I'm in isn't always bad. It might mean I need to get back on "the way" or it might mean I need to move further along on "the way". Remind me that joy, peace and rest can be experienced even in the gritty growth times. Those qualities are not an exchange for growth; they are loving partners on the journey. Show me ways to walk and serve in the newness of life released by the Resurrection. Where next . . .
Monday, April 28, 2014
The Visual and The Voice
Do you remember the days of following maps on a road trip? Some of you may not. At the beginning of our school year, my students draw a detailed map from their house to their school. There are specific points of reference each student must note on their maps. Students have a challenge creating the route with any sense of authentic reference. Sometimes, the route just doesn't fit on their presentation board!
Today, I use a visual map via my phone. My Siri guy voice (on my phone) leads me around town or across the state. He's good at what he does - until there's a satellite glitch. Then I don't know where I am and the signs show up too late to help me. If I make a wrong turn or don't follow the directions, Siri comes back and says "recalculating"!
Just imagine if The Lord was as loud as Siri? I make a wrong decision or turn and I know I'm in trouble if Siri is "recalculating". Hmmm..... I wonder if I would come to eventually ignore Siri. Would that reassuring voice become so commonplace that I just went my own way? How is my hearing when it comes to the Lord's direction?
The Prophet Isaiah didn't have Siri to dial in for directions, so he had to rely on the best source - God. Isaiah told his people to listen for "a word behind you, saying, This is the way, walk in it. Whenever you turn to the right hand or whenever you turn to the left." (Isaiah 30:21, NKJV) So what do you think about that kind of leading through of life? On my map program I do have a visual before the voice. Oh wait! I have the Word of God as a visual - then the Holy Spirit is the Voice that leads me through the day. Honestly, the voice of the Holy Spirit leading at just the right moment has been an adventure like no other. There's just something about reading God's Word in the morning and listening for the Holy Spirit throughout the day. He brings to mind the visual (Word) and gives me direction (Voice) at just the time I need it.
What sort of "visual" are you storing up in your life? How do you see God and the direction of His Word in your life? Do you think hearing the voice of the Holy Spirit is really possible? Have you given Him a chance to do this?
Father, today I absolutely understand the nervous feeling of wondering if You are speaking in the moment to me about something going on in my life. I know the doubts and fears that rise; I don't always trust that You are speaking to me. I pray for courage for each of us to believe that You have our best in mind always. You want to lead us by Your Word and the Holy Spirit. I pray for small opportunities that will make us more courageous to trust You. Even when we make turns other than what You've directed, You are "recalculating" to meet with us. I pray I might go through this day knowing Your Visual, hearing Your Voice and have little or no "recalculating"!
Today, I use a visual map via my phone. My Siri guy voice (on my phone) leads me around town or across the state. He's good at what he does - until there's a satellite glitch. Then I don't know where I am and the signs show up too late to help me. If I make a wrong turn or don't follow the directions, Siri comes back and says "recalculating"!
Just imagine if The Lord was as loud as Siri? I make a wrong decision or turn and I know I'm in trouble if Siri is "recalculating". Hmmm..... I wonder if I would come to eventually ignore Siri. Would that reassuring voice become so commonplace that I just went my own way? How is my hearing when it comes to the Lord's direction?
The Prophet Isaiah didn't have Siri to dial in for directions, so he had to rely on the best source - God. Isaiah told his people to listen for "a word behind you, saying, This is the way, walk in it. Whenever you turn to the right hand or whenever you turn to the left." (Isaiah 30:21, NKJV) So what do you think about that kind of leading through of life? On my map program I do have a visual before the voice. Oh wait! I have the Word of God as a visual - then the Holy Spirit is the Voice that leads me through the day. Honestly, the voice of the Holy Spirit leading at just the right moment has been an adventure like no other. There's just something about reading God's Word in the morning and listening for the Holy Spirit throughout the day. He brings to mind the visual (Word) and gives me direction (Voice) at just the time I need it.
What sort of "visual" are you storing up in your life? How do you see God and the direction of His Word in your life? Do you think hearing the voice of the Holy Spirit is really possible? Have you given Him a chance to do this?
Father, today I absolutely understand the nervous feeling of wondering if You are speaking in the moment to me about something going on in my life. I know the doubts and fears that rise; I don't always trust that You are speaking to me. I pray for courage for each of us to believe that You have our best in mind always. You want to lead us by Your Word and the Holy Spirit. I pray for small opportunities that will make us more courageous to trust You. Even when we make turns other than what You've directed, You are "recalculating" to meet with us. I pray I might go through this day knowing Your Visual, hearing Your Voice and have little or no "recalculating"!
Friday, April 25, 2014
Resurrection Life
One Sunday awhile back, our worship band started singing a song written by Jeremy Riddle called "One Thirst." It spoke so strongly to my heart.
"We have gathered, with one thirst and hunger
Here to drink of glory and wonder
Here to cry out, come and fill this place
Come and fill this place."
It felt like the Holy Spirit was infiltrating the room as we sang, "Hallelujah, come. Hallelujah, come."
The experience reminded me of times when I knew the air was heavy with moisture. There was sense of something in the air physically. The temperature and humidity were just the right mix to actually created frost on the window. When the temperature changed just a degree or two, the frost was gone. At other times, the humidity would not be enough even though the temperature would be in range for frost to appear. Similarly, I know the Holy Spirit is always with us because Jesus promised He would be. ( Check out John 14.) At times, He seems much more "real" for some reason. Is it because He is showing Himself so I can experience Him in a more knowable way? Possibly. Are my eyes and ears more keenly fixed on Him at certain times? Maybe.
Sometimes it's as though He sneaks into my world and reveals Himself when I'm least expecting it.
What does this have to do with Resurrection Life? Without the Resurrection, we would not have a chance at this kind of living. The Old Testament people only could experience visitations of the Holy Spirit. Jesus said the Holy Spirit was with them, but would be IN them. The difference came when Jesus opened that door because of the Resurrection. Jesus came to show us how to live abundant lives. He endured the cross because He loved us and gave Himself for us. He broke the chains of death, hell and the grave with His Resurrection power. He sent the Holy Spirit to walk with us and lead us into truth. So from this perspective, Resurrection Life is not one experience after another - it's a way of life because of the Holy Spirit!
While we know the Holy Spirit is always with us, I still am drawn to ask God for those times when I know experientially He is with me. Some people might think that is immature - "can't you just take it by faith?" I don't think it's an either/or situation. I think experiencing the Holy Spirit happens physically as well as spiritually. Ask anyone who has experienced the Presence of The Lord. It's pretty hard to talk them out of what happened.
When was the last time you experienced the Presence of the Holy Spirit? Hopefully, you know in your head He is with you. What if today you asked Him to nudge you gently just to say, "I am here . . ."
Father, Thank you for the Holy Spirit who Jesus sent to be with me. I believe Jesus' words when He said He would send a Comforter who would lead me into truth and show me how to live my life. I think of those followers of Jesus waiting in the upper room for the Holy Spirit to come. After He came, I know He continued to show up and lead them. I read about those experiences in the book of Acts. I pray You would make Yourself evident in my life the way you did for Jesus' followers. Help me remember to ask the Holy Spirit to show me when He is leading me. This is life . . .
"We have gathered, with one thirst and hunger
Here to drink of glory and wonder
Here to cry out, come and fill this place
Come and fill this place."
It felt like the Holy Spirit was infiltrating the room as we sang, "Hallelujah, come. Hallelujah, come."
The experience reminded me of times when I knew the air was heavy with moisture. There was sense of something in the air physically. The temperature and humidity were just the right mix to actually created frost on the window. When the temperature changed just a degree or two, the frost was gone. At other times, the humidity would not be enough even though the temperature would be in range for frost to appear. Similarly, I know the Holy Spirit is always with us because Jesus promised He would be. ( Check out John 14.) At times, He seems much more "real" for some reason. Is it because He is showing Himself so I can experience Him in a more knowable way? Possibly. Are my eyes and ears more keenly fixed on Him at certain times? Maybe.
Sometimes it's as though He sneaks into my world and reveals Himself when I'm least expecting it.
What does this have to do with Resurrection Life? Without the Resurrection, we would not have a chance at this kind of living. The Old Testament people only could experience visitations of the Holy Spirit. Jesus said the Holy Spirit was with them, but would be IN them. The difference came when Jesus opened that door because of the Resurrection. Jesus came to show us how to live abundant lives. He endured the cross because He loved us and gave Himself for us. He broke the chains of death, hell and the grave with His Resurrection power. He sent the Holy Spirit to walk with us and lead us into truth. So from this perspective, Resurrection Life is not one experience after another - it's a way of life because of the Holy Spirit!
While we know the Holy Spirit is always with us, I still am drawn to ask God for those times when I know experientially He is with me. Some people might think that is immature - "can't you just take it by faith?" I don't think it's an either/or situation. I think experiencing the Holy Spirit happens physically as well as spiritually. Ask anyone who has experienced the Presence of The Lord. It's pretty hard to talk them out of what happened.
When was the last time you experienced the Presence of the Holy Spirit? Hopefully, you know in your head He is with you. What if today you asked Him to nudge you gently just to say, "I am here . . ."
Father, Thank you for the Holy Spirit who Jesus sent to be with me. I believe Jesus' words when He said He would send a Comforter who would lead me into truth and show me how to live my life. I think of those followers of Jesus waiting in the upper room for the Holy Spirit to come. After He came, I know He continued to show up and lead them. I read about those experiences in the book of Acts. I pray You would make Yourself evident in my life the way you did for Jesus' followers. Help me remember to ask the Holy Spirit to show me when He is leading me. This is life . . .
Wednesday, April 23, 2014
Resurrection's Determination
There are days when life seems to happen to you rather than you happen to life. There are people who have a sense of determination no matter what. They want to be able to make it through life keeping happy and safe. Some people, though, want to impact life and the people in it. They want to impact their world and make a difference. Jesus' disciples were invigorated when He appeared to them after the resurrection. Jesus told them they were to go be witnesses to what they had seen. He had come back to life and ascended to the heavens. They saw it all! Determination was strong in their hearts at this point.
Easter Sunday is one of those Sundays most attended by people during the year. Christmas runs a close second if not sometimes outright takes first place. It's when Christ followers are reignited with the passion of Christ. Imaging Christ on the cross, then walking out of the tomb and ascending to the heavens is an image that reminds them that Jesus was different. He's not dead; He's alive! (Plug for the movie!)
Luke 24:52-53 - "While He was blessing them, He parted from them and was carried up into heaven. And they, after worshiping Him, returned to Jerusalem with great joy, and were continually in the temple praising God."
How are you influenced by the reminders of Easter Sunday? What would you have done if you were one of the followers? Would you have just gone back to your day to day business? How has the power of the Resurrection impacted you in these days after Easter? Is it "back to normal"?
Let the Resurrection stir determination in you to go back to your work "with great joy" as you continually praise God in the Temple - which is YOU! Be determined to influence your world rather than be squeezed into the form of this world. Consider letting your words not have to be delivered in flowery elegance but in the determined clarity of the Holy Spirit's anointing. (I Corinthians 2:4)
Father, I am determined to impact my world. You have done so much for me. Somehow, I want my words and my actions to display who You are. I know people won't always agree or even understand why I do what I do. I know I will even be misunderstood. Sometimes that's the most painful. Help me focus on being determined to live as a person who knows the meaning of Resurrection. Jesus stood again; mankind can as well because of His sacrifice. I worship You and anticipate the Spirit's anointing upon my day. I will wait for You . . .
Easter Sunday is one of those Sundays most attended by people during the year. Christmas runs a close second if not sometimes outright takes first place. It's when Christ followers are reignited with the passion of Christ. Imaging Christ on the cross, then walking out of the tomb and ascending to the heavens is an image that reminds them that Jesus was different. He's not dead; He's alive! (Plug for the movie!)
Luke 24:52-53 - "While He was blessing them, He parted from them and was carried up into heaven. And they, after worshiping Him, returned to Jerusalem with great joy, and were continually in the temple praising God."
How are you influenced by the reminders of Easter Sunday? What would you have done if you were one of the followers? Would you have just gone back to your day to day business? How has the power of the Resurrection impacted you in these days after Easter? Is it "back to normal"?
Let the Resurrection stir determination in you to go back to your work "with great joy" as you continually praise God in the Temple - which is YOU! Be determined to influence your world rather than be squeezed into the form of this world. Consider letting your words not have to be delivered in flowery elegance but in the determined clarity of the Holy Spirit's anointing. (I Corinthians 2:4)
Father, I am determined to impact my world. You have done so much for me. Somehow, I want my words and my actions to display who You are. I know people won't always agree or even understand why I do what I do. I know I will even be misunderstood. Sometimes that's the most painful. Help me focus on being determined to live as a person who knows the meaning of Resurrection. Jesus stood again; mankind can as well because of His sacrifice. I worship You and anticipate the Spirit's anointing upon my day. I will wait for You . . .
Tuesday, April 22, 2014
Resurrection's Belief
Easter Sunday has just passed. Things have changed around my town. There's not much school left for the children for this year. The lawns are drinking in the water and looking much fresher with new manicures. People strolling or biking down the city pathways or the Riverfront Trail have white legs showing hoping for the kiss of the sun. New grass is peaking through freshly groomed dirt. The sun is calling the seeds awake and daring them to face the warmth of daylight. There's an extra sense of optimism in the air when Spring shows itself.
The disciples must have had an extra sense of optimism as they awoke the second day after the empty tomb discovery. Thomas' faith had been restored. When John wrote his story of Jesus' life on Earth, He wanted people to believe - not just know about Jesus, but honestly believe that He was the Son of God. Almost every part of John's story reveals his heart to have people believe the truth about Jesus. From the very first chapter, John wanted people to know that to all who believed, Jesus would give them the authority to become children of God. In John 20:21, a concluding statement recounts "But these are written, that you might believe that Jesus is the Christ, the Son of God; and that believing you might have life through His name." Each disciple had a story to tell of their life from unbelief to disbelief and on to belief.
Have you ever met someone for whom Jesus has become very real and a complete life changer? I once knew a person who said they wouldn't believe in anything they couldn't see. They did the proverbial fist pump in the air saying they could take care of themselves. They found their life took a variety of turns. This person was pretty talented and had visions of grandeur. One day, they had to go out in the real world where it took grit to survive. They found out they weren't as great as they thought. In fact, few people even cared. They tried some numbing flings but really found out those were only temporary. They remembered some correspondence from a family member who just kept loving them no matter how they avoided talking about God. The family member let the person live with them and experience what a godly life is like. The person wondered why a life following Jesus seemed so inviting. The people who followed Jesus seemed wonderful to know. One day, the person made a choice to follow Jesus. The family member spent hours answering questions and telling more about Jesus. The person's life began to change. The family member discipled the person until now the person disciples others, but never forgot what the family member did for them. You know anyone with this sort of story of unbelief, disbelief and then, belief?
It might be good today to recall your "resurrection story". How did you come to believe in Jesus Christ as the Son of God? Who knows your story and how has it impacted those you know?
Father, thank you for disciples like John who just kept challenging his readers to believe. Jesus wanted His disciples to walk in resurrection belief. He wanted them empowered and ready with a story of faith. Sometimes, my life is so full of busy that I hardly remember that I believe. It's not like I lose my faith, but it is as though it was not at the forefront of who I am. Whisper in my ear when I can let resurrection belief be known in my sphere of influence. Help me see You at work . . .
Monday, April 21, 2014
Resurrection's Hope
Words have such rich meaning and expression. Sometimes merely seeing the type on a screen or a sheet of paper cannot define the emotion (or lack of it) originally intended by the initial writer. The reader has to know the writer or read more of the history around how the word spoken or written is used. So it is with the word "hope".
Sometimes "hope" is used as an accusatory verb. "I hope you can get to these chores today." I hope you will get that report done before you go home from work today." Sometimes "hope" is an extra nudge word; one of those hints from somebody who wants something from you. "I hope you can call me." "I hope you know how important this is to me." Sometimes "hope" is a pleading word of passion. "I hope you understand my heart." "I hope you will always remember."
"Hope" is also a noun. It is a state of optimism where there is a future for a new story. It is more of a "yes" than a "no". The writer to the Roman church wrote this.
"Therefore, having been justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ, through Whom we have access by faith into this grace in which we stand, and rejoice in hope of the glory of God. And not only that, but we also glory in tribulations, knowing that tribulation produces perseverance, and perseverance, character; and character, hope. Now hope does not disappoint, because the love of God has been poured out in our hearts by the Holy Spirit who was given to us." (Romans 5:1-5, NKJV)
Hope is not born in a vacuum. Jesus' followers had experienced the ups and downs of life with Him. They had experienced the religious leaders' wrath. They watched Lazarus walk out of the tomb - smelly and encased. T'he ultimate trial was watching Jesus hang on a cross. Do you think they had much hope? When Jesus showed up a couple of days later with nail holes in His hands and feet, their hope was bolstered. Thomas' hope was restored. In time, they would experience empowerment from the Holy Spirit. Through the course of the days ahead, these followers grew in perseverance which strengthened their character which birthed more and more hope in them. Maybe hope takes more fortitude that originally thought?
Disappointment steals hope in our lives. Sometimes hope just hasn't come to fruition because we're in the middle of tribulation, or our perseverance is growing, or our character is yet at a growing point which will sprout hope. Wherever we might be along that continuum, we still have our past growth events to spur us on. We have experienced moments of hope. When disappointment looms larger though, we wonder if we can press on. Proverbs 13:12 describes the situation - "Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but when the desire comes, it is a tree of life." (NKJV)
So how are we to press on with hope? The Psalmist (78:6-7) reminded God's people to recall the great works of God and tell them to every new generation born. Rehearsing those stories were life giving "that they might set their hope in God, and not forget the works of God, but keep His commandments." When hope seems far off, there are people who can tell the stories of the greatness of God. They can remind any of us who are short on hope that our God is faithful and at work. Just as Thomas' hope was renewed, so our hope will revived when we find people who have more experience with God than us.
Have you found people who have lived through challenges? Who is the most patient (persevering) person you know? Who do you know who has strong character? (Chances are you will find hope-filled people among these people.)
Father, I can relate to the followers of Jesus the day after He rose from the grave. I've had such great times with You. I have seen Your work in such unbelievable ways. I've also experienced a hopelessness of which I am unable to explain. I remember fathers and mothers in the faith coming to encourage me to press on. How thankful I am for them! For those who are experiencing disappointment today, touch their hearts with Your hope. Help them find hope filled people to pour into them. For those who have stronger hope today, remind them of how that hope rose from the challenges of life. Prepare them to tell the generations about that hope that is within them. We now all have access to You . . .we rejoice in hope!
Sometimes "hope" is used as an accusatory verb. "I hope you can get to these chores today." I hope you will get that report done before you go home from work today." Sometimes "hope" is an extra nudge word; one of those hints from somebody who wants something from you. "I hope you can call me." "I hope you know how important this is to me." Sometimes "hope" is a pleading word of passion. "I hope you understand my heart." "I hope you will always remember."
"Hope" is also a noun. It is a state of optimism where there is a future for a new story. It is more of a "yes" than a "no". The writer to the Roman church wrote this.
"Therefore, having been justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ, through Whom we have access by faith into this grace in which we stand, and rejoice in hope of the glory of God. And not only that, but we also glory in tribulations, knowing that tribulation produces perseverance, and perseverance, character; and character, hope. Now hope does not disappoint, because the love of God has been poured out in our hearts by the Holy Spirit who was given to us." (Romans 5:1-5, NKJV)
Hope is not born in a vacuum. Jesus' followers had experienced the ups and downs of life with Him. They had experienced the religious leaders' wrath. They watched Lazarus walk out of the tomb - smelly and encased. T'he ultimate trial was watching Jesus hang on a cross. Do you think they had much hope? When Jesus showed up a couple of days later with nail holes in His hands and feet, their hope was bolstered. Thomas' hope was restored. In time, they would experience empowerment from the Holy Spirit. Through the course of the days ahead, these followers grew in perseverance which strengthened their character which birthed more and more hope in them. Maybe hope takes more fortitude that originally thought?
Disappointment steals hope in our lives. Sometimes hope just hasn't come to fruition because we're in the middle of tribulation, or our perseverance is growing, or our character is yet at a growing point which will sprout hope. Wherever we might be along that continuum, we still have our past growth events to spur us on. We have experienced moments of hope. When disappointment looms larger though, we wonder if we can press on. Proverbs 13:12 describes the situation - "Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but when the desire comes, it is a tree of life." (NKJV)
So how are we to press on with hope? The Psalmist (78:6-7) reminded God's people to recall the great works of God and tell them to every new generation born. Rehearsing those stories were life giving "that they might set their hope in God, and not forget the works of God, but keep His commandments." When hope seems far off, there are people who can tell the stories of the greatness of God. They can remind any of us who are short on hope that our God is faithful and at work. Just as Thomas' hope was renewed, so our hope will revived when we find people who have more experience with God than us.
Have you found people who have lived through challenges? Who is the most patient (persevering) person you know? Who do you know who has strong character? (Chances are you will find hope-filled people among these people.)
Father, I can relate to the followers of Jesus the day after He rose from the grave. I've had such great times with You. I have seen Your work in such unbelievable ways. I've also experienced a hopelessness of which I am unable to explain. I remember fathers and mothers in the faith coming to encourage me to press on. How thankful I am for them! For those who are experiencing disappointment today, touch their hearts with Your hope. Help them find hope filled people to pour into them. For those who have stronger hope today, remind them of how that hope rose from the challenges of life. Prepare them to tell the generations about that hope that is within them. We now all have access to You . . .we rejoice in hope!
Sunday, April 20, 2014
The Shepherd's Resurrection (He is Risen Indeed!)
Having been raised in a mainline Protestant denomination, every Easter the leader would rise to greet the parishioners with "He is risen!" The people would stand and enthusiastically reply, "He is risen indeed!" Hearing that response year after year was such a renewing, refreshing experience for me. The congregation would hear the words, and know immediately what should be replied in return. Although we had written responses in the weekly bulletin everyone followed judiciously, no one had to read it on Easter Sunday (at least for the opening response). We would stand to reply as a confident unity of voice filled the little country church with a convincing sound. To this day, I love to say "He is risen!" and hear back "He is risen indeed!"
Growing up, we had large pieces of land to grow vegetables and flowers. Try as we might to prepare our land for winter, there was still a process for waking up the plants in the spring time. We used to say we were "resurrecting" the garden and flower beds. Where the weight of the snow had matted down the plants, we were able to clean around them and help them stand taller. The branches of the plants were clear of old dead leaves and were ready for new growth and fruit to come forth.
Later in college, I discovered the original meaning of "resurrection". It actually means "to stand again". Wow! All along I had seen examples of "resurrection". Jesus had been put in the tomb lifeless. God resurrected Him; Jesus stood again. When the stone was rolled away, no lifeless body remained. Later showing Himself to His followers, they saw resurrection in person. He was standing before them.
Previously, Jesus explained to Mary and Martha how He was the Resurrection and the Life. He then demonstrated that power by raising Lazarus from the dead. You would have thought that would have made a pretty strong impact on them. Maybe it did, but got lost in the frenzy of Jesus' last days on Earth. Many followers had seen Lazarus' resurrection, but somehow it didn't translate to the current situation.
Yes, Jesus had been talking to His followers all along concerning resurrection. His plan was not merely to help them stand again, but He gave them purpose and meaning, i.e. Life. That life was not merely the passing of time, but it was life to be filled with direction and understanding. Jesus called it "life more abundantly". (John 1:10) NKJV How could that be? The writer to the church in Rome explained it this way."The Spirit of God, who raised Jesus from the dead, lives in you, and just as God raised Christ Jesus from the dead, He will give life to your mortal bodies by this same Spirit living within you." (Romans 8:11, NLT)
Is it time for you to let resurrection happen again to you? Are you living the daily grind with your head hanging down? How about a "lift" from the Spirit of God?
Father, sometimes its easy to live life with my head down facing only what I have to do that specific day. Each day seems plenty full as it is. I guess I'm afraid if I lift my head, I'll see more that I think I have to do. Moving from face-down-walking to resurrection living is an ongoing practice. I will listen for your Spirit as He is raising me from dead works to life outpourings in the days ahead. He is risen indeed!
Growing up, we had large pieces of land to grow vegetables and flowers. Try as we might to prepare our land for winter, there was still a process for waking up the plants in the spring time. We used to say we were "resurrecting" the garden and flower beds. Where the weight of the snow had matted down the plants, we were able to clean around them and help them stand taller. The branches of the plants were clear of old dead leaves and were ready for new growth and fruit to come forth.
Later in college, I discovered the original meaning of "resurrection". It actually means "to stand again". Wow! All along I had seen examples of "resurrection". Jesus had been put in the tomb lifeless. God resurrected Him; Jesus stood again. When the stone was rolled away, no lifeless body remained. Later showing Himself to His followers, they saw resurrection in person. He was standing before them.
Previously, Jesus explained to Mary and Martha how He was the Resurrection and the Life. He then demonstrated that power by raising Lazarus from the dead. You would have thought that would have made a pretty strong impact on them. Maybe it did, but got lost in the frenzy of Jesus' last days on Earth. Many followers had seen Lazarus' resurrection, but somehow it didn't translate to the current situation.
Yes, Jesus had been talking to His followers all along concerning resurrection. His plan was not merely to help them stand again, but He gave them purpose and meaning, i.e. Life. That life was not merely the passing of time, but it was life to be filled with direction and understanding. Jesus called it "life more abundantly". (John 1:10) NKJV How could that be? The writer to the church in Rome explained it this way."The Spirit of God, who raised Jesus from the dead, lives in you, and just as God raised Christ Jesus from the dead, He will give life to your mortal bodies by this same Spirit living within you." (Romans 8:11, NLT)
Is it time for you to let resurrection happen again to you? Are you living the daily grind with your head hanging down? How about a "lift" from the Spirit of God?
Father, sometimes its easy to live life with my head down facing only what I have to do that specific day. Each day seems plenty full as it is. I guess I'm afraid if I lift my head, I'll see more that I think I have to do. Moving from face-down-walking to resurrection living is an ongoing practice. I will listen for your Spirit as He is raising me from dead works to life outpourings in the days ahead. He is risen indeed!
Saturday, April 19, 2014
The Shepherd's Absence
Have you ever felt like God just wasn't there? He hadn't shown up (like I thought He should have) for awhile. Your prayers hit a ceiling and bounced mockingly back at you. Two camps of people around you were reminding you either 1) God isn't really there after all OR 2) you just don't have enough faith to believe that He's still there. Sometimes, those two ideas leave a person without much hope.
Between the horror of the Cross and the celebration of the Resurrection, there was a waiting time - an absence of sorts. I've often wondered what Jerusalem was like the day after the tumult of Jesus' crucifixion. While crucifixions happened fairly regularly at that time, Jesus' crucifixion drew a crowd and some extras like darkness and a huge tear in the veil of the Temple (not to mention the sighting of resurrected bodies of godly people walking around)! (See Matthew 27:50-52.) I wonder what the religious leaders thought as they stood inspecting the floor to ceiling rip in the veil of the Temple?
In the Jewish holy book, the Torah, there was a detailed description of everything in the meeting place between God and the Jewish priests. (It's a fascinating study!) The veil symbolized a separation from the common man and God. Only the High Priest could go past that veil to the part in the Temple called the Holy of Holies. The Priest would offer a sacrifice once a year for the people. The veil was a tapestry of skins, cloth and metal (gold) woven together and was the only way to get in to the Holy of Holies to experience God. Suddenly, it was left gaping open. The secret things inside the inner chamber were able to be seen! I'm guessing the religious leaders didn't say anything, because this news would surely change their status as well as their power structure. To become obsolete is not a welcomed experience!
Matthew did note the ladies who followed Jesus had purchased burial spices just before the Sabbath (Shabat) was about to begin. They followed the rules, but their hearts must have been heavy. At the very least, they had had a good time with Jesus; they owed Him a proper burial.
Have you ever noticed how unsettling an absence can be? You can miss someone who you see regularly every day. A coworker doesn't show up and you haven't heard where they are. Your parents don't make that weekly call to see how you're doing. The insecurity and irritation of change contribute to why people respond the way they do. Many of Jesus' followers were scattered and hiding out on this day before the Resurrection. Government people were trying to keep the tenseness of the previous day to a minimum even to the point of sending extra soldiers to seal and guard the cave where Jesus' body was placed. The religious leaders had to find an explanation for the veil disaster. The common onlookers of yesterday's events might be having discussions among themselves over their regular celebratory Sabbath meals.
The followers of Jesus had the best vantage but they didn't understand what Jesus was saying in His last days with them. We can look back and wonder what a bunch of nitwits they were to not realize He had already explained what would happen. He wasn't around to field questions. He was absent. A wise mentor once told me to never doubt in the dark what I knew in the light. This was a dark time for many different groups of people. They all had to wait . . .
When people around you are sure they have the answers but you are yet unsure, what do you do? What is your capacity to wait when the answer is not revealed?
Father, while I know the whole story from this side of the Cross, I still have empathy for the followers of Jesus. It's so easy to shout answers. It's not so easy to wait when You seem absent. In my heart, I know You are always with me. In my experience, I have worried that You've forgotten me. The more life I live, the less hard I am on real people living real lives. I think You realized that from living the daily grind with Your followers. I want to be such an independent strong lamb. I think I do so well on my own; I am just a silly sheep. I need You, my Shepherd. Remind me that because I don't see clearly, does not mean You are not there.
Between the horror of the Cross and the celebration of the Resurrection, there was a waiting time - an absence of sorts. I've often wondered what Jerusalem was like the day after the tumult of Jesus' crucifixion. While crucifixions happened fairly regularly at that time, Jesus' crucifixion drew a crowd and some extras like darkness and a huge tear in the veil of the Temple (not to mention the sighting of resurrected bodies of godly people walking around)! (See Matthew 27:50-52.) I wonder what the religious leaders thought as they stood inspecting the floor to ceiling rip in the veil of the Temple?
In the Jewish holy book, the Torah, there was a detailed description of everything in the meeting place between God and the Jewish priests. (It's a fascinating study!) The veil symbolized a separation from the common man and God. Only the High Priest could go past that veil to the part in the Temple called the Holy of Holies. The Priest would offer a sacrifice once a year for the people. The veil was a tapestry of skins, cloth and metal (gold) woven together and was the only way to get in to the Holy of Holies to experience God. Suddenly, it was left gaping open. The secret things inside the inner chamber were able to be seen! I'm guessing the religious leaders didn't say anything, because this news would surely change their status as well as their power structure. To become obsolete is not a welcomed experience!
Matthew did note the ladies who followed Jesus had purchased burial spices just before the Sabbath (Shabat) was about to begin. They followed the rules, but their hearts must have been heavy. At the very least, they had had a good time with Jesus; they owed Him a proper burial.
Have you ever noticed how unsettling an absence can be? You can miss someone who you see regularly every day. A coworker doesn't show up and you haven't heard where they are. Your parents don't make that weekly call to see how you're doing. The insecurity and irritation of change contribute to why people respond the way they do. Many of Jesus' followers were scattered and hiding out on this day before the Resurrection. Government people were trying to keep the tenseness of the previous day to a minimum even to the point of sending extra soldiers to seal and guard the cave where Jesus' body was placed. The religious leaders had to find an explanation for the veil disaster. The common onlookers of yesterday's events might be having discussions among themselves over their regular celebratory Sabbath meals.
The followers of Jesus had the best vantage but they didn't understand what Jesus was saying in His last days with them. We can look back and wonder what a bunch of nitwits they were to not realize He had already explained what would happen. He wasn't around to field questions. He was absent. A wise mentor once told me to never doubt in the dark what I knew in the light. This was a dark time for many different groups of people. They all had to wait . . .
When people around you are sure they have the answers but you are yet unsure, what do you do? What is your capacity to wait when the answer is not revealed?
Father, while I know the whole story from this side of the Cross, I still have empathy for the followers of Jesus. It's so easy to shout answers. It's not so easy to wait when You seem absent. In my heart, I know You are always with me. In my experience, I have worried that You've forgotten me. The more life I live, the less hard I am on real people living real lives. I think You realized that from living the daily grind with Your followers. I want to be such an independent strong lamb. I think I do so well on my own; I am just a silly sheep. I need You, my Shepherd. Remind me that because I don't see clearly, does not mean You are not there.
Friday, April 18, 2014
The Shepherd's Death
Death is so . . . final. Jesus knew what was coming, and still lived fully until He declared of his own choosing . . . "It is finished!"
The disciples that were left at the beginning of that day of the week had heard Jesus say that He was the good shepherd. He would lay His life down for the sheep. "No one can take My life from Me. I sacrifice it voluntarily. I have the authority to lay it down when I want to and also to take it up again. For this is what My Father has commanded." They watched Jesus be humiliated and tortured.
Years ago when the Passion of the Christ came out in theaters, I convinced a coworker to go with me. It's not my favorite movie by any stretch. It's gruesome and terrible to watch. It physically affected my coworker. We couldn't talk about it for days. Eventually though, we did. It had a profound impact on her life. After I left that particular place of employment, she and I still had a connection. It was that movie. We had some poignant talks about Jesus and what He did for us. She has since died. Today, I think about those talks. She often asked me why He would just hang in there through it all. All I knew what that He loved us so much, He gave His life.
There is so much detail around the reason He died and specifically how He did. It's fascinating study; I've done it fairly thoroughly. It does seem very convincing. Does it change anything though? Not really. The science of His death does prove He gave His life - they didn't kill Him. Did that information soothe the disciples as they were wandering around town or hiding out so as not to be recognized? Not really. If you didn't know the "rest of the story", what would you be thinking? You recall what you saw and experienced the last few years - the miracles . . . the relationship . . . the talks . . . even the hard things to understand. Is that all gone? Not really. (But that was not known yet . . .)
I understand the finality of death. I know things are not the same afterward. So many times with death, people are changed. Often on this day, I hear "what is so "good" about today? It was awful, inhumane and should not be called "good"!" Consider this . . . Jesus was called the "good" shepherd. We have a word in English that has the root word from the Greek word used for "good" to describe Jesus. The English word is "colossal". It has the background of hugeness, vastness or greatness. Also embedded in the word is the meaning of being genuine (as opposed to fake). Jesus being our "good shepherd" was so all encompassing and thoroughly complete, some people might try to discount His story as fake. Do you think He was surprised when he wasn't believed? Not really! He knew what He was offering the world as their good shepherd. He knew life would not be the same after He left, but He also gave His followers all He had . . . entirely . . . completely . . .genuinely.
What do you believe about the Good Shepherd? Is He really enough for you?
Father, Good Friday is an introspective day for me. I know the rest of the story - we win. Somehow though, I wonder what You would like me to see of Your heart if I only knew what happened today. Would I remember what Jesus, the Good Shepherd, has said to me? Would I recall how colossal He is? "Good" takes on a different perspective. When He was done that night on the cross, "it is finished" displayed the completeness of "good". Here's my song to You . . .
When I survey the wondrous cross,
On which the Price of Glory died,
My richest gains I count but loss
And pour contempt on all my pride.
Were the whole realm of nature mine
That were an offering far too small,
Love so amazing, so divine
Demands my soul, my life, my all!
---Isaac Watts
The disciples that were left at the beginning of that day of the week had heard Jesus say that He was the good shepherd. He would lay His life down for the sheep. "No one can take My life from Me. I sacrifice it voluntarily. I have the authority to lay it down when I want to and also to take it up again. For this is what My Father has commanded." They watched Jesus be humiliated and tortured.
Years ago when the Passion of the Christ came out in theaters, I convinced a coworker to go with me. It's not my favorite movie by any stretch. It's gruesome and terrible to watch. It physically affected my coworker. We couldn't talk about it for days. Eventually though, we did. It had a profound impact on her life. After I left that particular place of employment, she and I still had a connection. It was that movie. We had some poignant talks about Jesus and what He did for us. She has since died. Today, I think about those talks. She often asked me why He would just hang in there through it all. All I knew what that He loved us so much, He gave His life.
There is so much detail around the reason He died and specifically how He did. It's fascinating study; I've done it fairly thoroughly. It does seem very convincing. Does it change anything though? Not really. The science of His death does prove He gave His life - they didn't kill Him. Did that information soothe the disciples as they were wandering around town or hiding out so as not to be recognized? Not really. If you didn't know the "rest of the story", what would you be thinking? You recall what you saw and experienced the last few years - the miracles . . . the relationship . . . the talks . . . even the hard things to understand. Is that all gone? Not really. (But that was not known yet . . .)
I understand the finality of death. I know things are not the same afterward. So many times with death, people are changed. Often on this day, I hear "what is so "good" about today? It was awful, inhumane and should not be called "good"!" Consider this . . . Jesus was called the "good" shepherd. We have a word in English that has the root word from the Greek word used for "good" to describe Jesus. The English word is "colossal". It has the background of hugeness, vastness or greatness. Also embedded in the word is the meaning of being genuine (as opposed to fake). Jesus being our "good shepherd" was so all encompassing and thoroughly complete, some people might try to discount His story as fake. Do you think He was surprised when he wasn't believed? Not really! He knew what He was offering the world as their good shepherd. He knew life would not be the same after He left, but He also gave His followers all He had . . . entirely . . . completely . . .genuinely.
What do you believe about the Good Shepherd? Is He really enough for you?
Father, Good Friday is an introspective day for me. I know the rest of the story - we win. Somehow though, I wonder what You would like me to see of Your heart if I only knew what happened today. Would I remember what Jesus, the Good Shepherd, has said to me? Would I recall how colossal He is? "Good" takes on a different perspective. When He was done that night on the cross, "it is finished" displayed the completeness of "good". Here's my song to You . . .
When I survey the wondrous cross,
On which the Price of Glory died,
My richest gains I count but loss
And pour contempt on all my pride.
Were the whole realm of nature mine
That were an offering far too small,
Love so amazing, so divine
Demands my soul, my life, my all!
---Isaac Watts
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