Category Archives: Thought

Dusk, Dinner, Dear Friends, and Delight

Earlier in the week, we were faced with this view of Cambridge from the Esplanade (Boston side of the Charles River) on our way to share a picnic with our good friends, Matt and Sara.

When has there ever been a moment that you would whole-heartedly forsake, even deny, the opportunity to see a beautiful sunset? Or, to dine al fresco in near perfect weather? Or, to make time for dear friends to merely enjoy their company?

Possibility for delight in these things alone is grand, but the sheer possibility of simultaneous delight in all of them is immeasurable since it is ultimately orchestrated by the God, who is both infinite and personal. The majesty of the moment realized in the details, great and small, like the sky, the air, the smell, the calm, the taste, the fill, and the time of day, displays his infinite character and moves us to delight with gratitude in our transcendant God. The miracle of the moment occurring in a relationship between sinful people makes for a trick of sorts turning independence, selfishness, and pride on their heads. For sharing the meal, listening to one another, and caring for the well-being of each other, each have all taken place in this moment amongst these people because of the Cross and Empty Tomb of Jesus Christ and because of God the Father’s relationship to the Son and because of the Spirit of God filling us with all the presence of Christ. Yes, every delight we experience comes from above, from within the relationship of Father, Son, and Spirit, personal and infinite, that we might give thanks and glory in the Maker of Heaven and Earth, the Bread of Life, the Friend of sinners, and the Redeemer of our souls.

This dinner at dusk with dear friends is nothing but delight leading to Delight!


He is Life; I am alive.

He is Creator; I am created.
He is Sustainer; I am sustained.
He is Savior; I am saved.
He is Master; I am mastered.
He is Provider; I am provided.
He is Good; I am blessed.
He is True; I am verified.
He is Beauty; I am adorned.
He is Power; I am empowered.
He is Love; I am loved.
He is Grace; I am favored.
He is Mercy; I am acquitted.
He is Forgiving; I am forgiven.
He is Giver; I am given.
He is Joy; I am delighted.
He is Faithful; I am assured.
He is Glorious; I am worshipful.
He is Sovereign; I am dependent.

I need Jesus.


(think of what will be)

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Look at your city and consider all the complexities, the mess, the injustice, the narcissism, the hustle & bustle, the fear, the sadness, the made-up satisfaction, and the darkness. Say to yourself, “[insert name here], Jesus could have been ruler over this city two thousand years ago, but he chose to die for its people instead. Thus, he entrusted himself to God our Father, who’s plan is perfect, eternal, certain and crowns him the king of everything in the end.” So you see? King Jesus closed on your city years ago so you can move in and follow after him. It is most glorifying to himself to call you, a sinner saved by his grace, as a participant in his work to save people, to save a city, to save the world. Is the task overwhelming, ominous, and likely impossible? Yes. Are people, including yourself, hard to love? Yes. Will you feel lonely, exhausted, and hopeless? Yes, BUT… God has this city, this world, in his hands. God rules over time. Jesus has redeemed a people in this city and called you and others to go to them to share with them the gospel and your lives, as well. Pray to the Father, fix your eyes on Jesus, walk by the Spirit, and quickly now, you must go! We all must go; we’re not alone. His kingdom is full of wonder and glory. His cross and resurrection have made the impossible possible and all things new. Jesus has opened up a highway to our great God. It’s not you, it’s his grace, irresistible, unimaginable, intoxicating, and forever changing us. This grace is what you are taking to these people, this city and the whole world. Go! (think of what will be)


The Meek Man

A. W. Tozer explains the effect on the one who will learn and find rest from Jesus,

The meek man is not a human mouse afflicted with a sense of his own inferiority. Rather, he may be in his moral life as bold as a lion and as strong as Samson; but he has stopped being fooled about himself. He has accepted God’s estimate of his own life. He knows he is as weak and helpless as God has declared him to be, but paradoxically, he knows at the same time that he is, in the sight of God, more important than angels. In himself, nothing; in God, everything. That is his motto. He knows well that the world will never see him as God sees him and he has stopped caring. He rests perfectly content to allow God to place His own values. He will be patient to wait for the day when everything will get its own price tag and real worth will come into its own. Then the righteous shall shine forth in the Kingdom of their Father. He is willing to wait for that day. (The Pursuit of God, pp. 104-5)


Dry and Weary?

Psalm 63:1

O God, you are my God; earnestly I seek you;

my soul thirsts for you;

my flesh faints for you,

as in a dry and weary land where there is no water.

When you feel like you’re in the desert or lost in the wilderness, do you crave that which the wilderness simply cannot supply? Or do you thirst and faint for Jesus, who offers us Living Water and the only Way out of the wilderness? Go hard after him! He will quench your thirst and restore your strength.

 

 

 


“God must do everything for us.”

 

 

A. W. Tozer, “a 20th century prophet” and faithful Chicagoan pastor, considers the act of denying self, taking up the cross and following Jesus:

… In human experience that veil [our sin that separates us from God] is made of living spiritual tissue; it is composed of the sentient, quivering stuff of which our whole beings consist, and to touch it is to touch us where we feel pain. To tear it away is to injure us, to hurt us and make us bleed. To say otherwise is to make the cross no cross and death no death at all. It is never fun to die. To rip through the dear and tender stuff of which life is made can never be anything but deeply painful. Yet that is what the cross did to Jesus and it is what the cross would do to every man to set him free.

Let us beware of tinkering with our inner life, hoping ourselves to rend the veil. God must do everything for us. Our part is to yield and trust. We must confess, forsake, repudiate the self-life, and then reckon it crucified. But we must be careful to distinguish lazy “acceptance” from the real work of God. We must insist upon the work being done. We dare not rest content with a neat doctrine of self-crucifixion. That is to imitate Saul and spare the best of the sheep and the oxen.

Insist that the work be done in very truth and it will be done. The cross is rough and it is deadly, but it is effective. It does not keep its victim hanging there forever. There comes a moment when its work is finished and the suffering victim dies. After that is resurrection glory and power, and the pain is forgotten for joy that the veil is taken away and we have entered in actual spiritual experience the presence of the living God.

 


Summer Time

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I know the summer solstice is not for 3 more weeks, but we’re past Memorial Day and it feels like summer. The temp is rising, ACs are whirring, the sun is radiating, color is everywhere, it smells piña colada outside, home-made ice cream is an option, watermelon is a must, pools are open and bees a-buzzing. Vitamin D is in the air. Vacation, beach, and water play is on the horizon. So let’s agree to get wet, more whistling, reading a good novel, gardening & fresh cut grass, grilling out and swinging on the porch.

Welcome to Summer 2011!

“Summertime, when the livin’ is easy…”


The Truest and Grittiest of All

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The story of True Grit is beautiful, whether you read it (Charles Portis) or watch it (1969 or 2010). The Coen brothers’ 2010 version includes a rich, underlying theme based upon Jesus as the Good Shepherd. They did it by incorporating a diverse medley of variations of the classic hymn, “Leaning On the Everlasting Arms”, throughout the film and by developing the character of Rooster Cogwright, played by Jeff Bridges. Of course, the story intrinsically lends itself to this idea, as well.

The hymn is based upon Deuteronomy 33:27, which is one line from Moses’ blessing over Israel (Moses was God’s first shepherd for his people to lead them to the Promised Land). Here, in greater context (Deuteronomy 33:26-29, ESV), the meaning becomes even more vivid:

“There is none like God, O Jeshurun, who rides through the heavens to your help, through the skies in his majesty.
The eternal God is your dwelling place, and underneath are the everlasting arms. And he thrust out the enemy before you and said, Destroy.
So Israel lived in safety, Jacob lived alone, in a land of grain and wine, whose heavens drop down dew.
Happy are you, O Israel! Who is like you, a people saved by the LORD, the shield of your help, and the sword of your triumph! Your enemies shall come fawning to you, and you shall tread upon their backs.”

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“Leaning On the Everlasting Arms” (1887)
Words by Elijah A. Hoffman
Music by Anthony J. Showalter

What a fellowship, what a joy divine,
Leaning on the everlasting arms;
What a blessedness, what a peace is mine,
Leaning on the everlasting arms.

Refrain:
Leaning, leaning, safe and secure from all alarms;
Leaning, leaning, leaning on the everlasting arms.

Oh, how sweet to walk in this pilgrim way,
Leaning on the everlasting arms;
Oh, how bright the path grows from day to day,
Leaning on the everlasting arms.

What have I to dread, what have I to fear,
Leaning on the everlasting arms?
I have blessed peace with my Lord so near,
Leaning on the everlasting arms.

All this to say that the story really inspires me to have “true grit” through the ebb and flow of life. This idea relates closely to a previous post on patience and passion. My heart breaks for the people of earthquake victims of Japan and Haiti, tornado victims in Alabama and Missouri, flood victims in many parts of the world, victims of violence and aggression, of extreme poverty, disease, malnutrition, lack of pure water and inadequate medical relief. I have friends with cancer, with no job, depression, experiencing the demise of their parents’ marriage and ultimately are confused about where they belong. I don’t have the answer, but I want so much for them to make it to the other side.

I do know that those who endure will have all the more “true grit” for it in the end. And this “true grit” truly is something special. It’s not some simple character trait that’s nice to possess if you can but dispensable otherwise. Not at all! It’s absolutely necessary in order to live for something bigger than you. How can this be? Just look at the one person who is the truest and grittiest of all. He’s endured the very wrath of God for the justice of God because of the love of God for all people. The true grit we may gain and display in this life is the likeness we share with our Creator God. He endured much to send his Son to take our place and rescue us. True grit, indeed! Now that inspires me and frees me to endure it all for his sake. “What a fellowship, what a joy divine, leaning on the everlasting arms…” See, that’s just it, our true grit really comes from True Grit himself, Jesus. So “stay calm and carry on”, leaning on the everlasting arms of our great God. Look to the sky, it’s Jesus, the Good Shepherd of our souls. He rides to our help and saves us.


On dissension

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“Here in America we are descended in blood and in spirit from revolutionists and rebels — men and women who dare to dissent from accepted doctrine. As their heirs, we may never confuse honest dissent with disloyal subversion.” -Dwight D. Eisenhower

“The freedom to share one’s insights and judgments verbally or in writing is, just like the freedom to think, a holy and inalienable right of humanity that, as a universal human right, is above all the rights of princes.” -Carl Friedrich Bahrdt

“Every reform, however necessary, will by weak minds be carried to an excess, that itself will need reforming.” -Samuel Taylor Coleridge

“I like the noise of democracy.” -James Buchanan

“He that wrestles with us strengthens our nerves, and sharpens our skill. Our antagonist is our helper.” -Edmund Burke

“Think not that I am come to send peace on earth: I came not to send peace, but a sword. For I am come to set a man at variance against his father, and the daughter against her mother, and the daughter in law against her mother in law. And a man’s foes shall be they of his own household.” -Jesus Christ

Dissent can be either noble or ignoble. Hitler, Luther, Ghandi, Cain, Moses & Israel, American Patriots, Radical Islam, King, children, and so on. What difference it makes depends on the motivation, be it love or hatred of fellow man, overcommitment to some ideal or reality, process or rule, power or greed, and ultimately for or against the glory of God. It matters just from whom one is dissenting and for the sake of exactly whom and what.

All men are dissidents. Today, one will rebel against God or rebel against the world. I pray it is the latter.


American Predilection: it’s like “life in a hostel”

“To understand the American student, it is important to have experienced life in a hostel.” -Dietrich Bonhoeffer

Bonhoeffer’s impression of American life:

Living together day by day produces a strong spirit of comradeship, of a mutual readiness to help. The thousandfold “hullo” which sounds through the corridors of the hostel in the course of the day and which is not omitted even when someone is rushing past is not as meaningless as one might suppose. . . . No one remains alone in the dormitory. The unreservedness of life together makes one person open to another; in the conflict between determination for truth with all of its consequences and the will for community, the latter prevails. This is characteristic of all American thought, particularly as I have observed it in theology and the church; they do not see the radical claim of truth on the shaping of their lives. Community is therefore founded less on truth than on the spirit of “fairness.” One says nothing against another member of the dormitory as long as he is a “good fellow.”

Must absolute truth be pitted against true community? It would seem so for most Americans, but Bonhoeffer lived, exemplified, and died revealing quite the opposite.

[Source: quotations taken from Eric Metaxas’ Bonhoeffer: Pastor, Prophet, Martyr, Spy; pp. 103-104.]