(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)


“Water everywhere without a drop to drink.”

Neil Postman’s insight on the telegraph is just as relevant, if not more than, to today’s social media environment:

“As Thoreau implied, telegraphy made relevance irrelevant. The abundant flow of information had very little or nothing to do with those to whom it was addressed; that is, with any social or intellectual context in which their lives were embedded. Coleridge’s famous line about water everywhere without a drop to drink may serve as a metaphor of a decontextualized information environment: In a sea of information, there was very little of it to use. A man in Maine and a man in Texas could converse, but not about anything either of them knew or cared very much about. The telegraph may have made the country into “one neighborhood,” but it was a peculiar one, populated by strangers who knew nothing but the most superficial facts about each other.”

He gives us a test: “How often does it occur that information provided you on morning radio or television, or in the morning newspaper, causes you to alter your plans for the day, or to take some action you would not otherwise have taken, or provides insight into some problem you are required to solve?” (you might include your own use of social media in this question)

His point today: Our use of social media immeasurably transforms the who, what, when, where, why and how that we inform. The way we communicate effects the relevance of our communication.

Let’s make sure to communicate useful information for the good of others and the glory of God. Let’s be all about Jesus when we communicate.


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.]


I want this so much that I can’t wait!

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Patior, having to do with suffering and endurance, is the Latin root for patience and so it is for passion. It’s strange how the thing for which we are most passionate is often the thing for which we are least patient. Two sides of the same coin? Or two steps in the process? I’m not too sure. You might think to stifle your passion is the means to have patience because then you could wait more happily. But would you really be happy? I think this practice (and it is a practice) leads quickly to apathy – yet another derivative of patior. Or, you might think to gain instant gratification to your passion is best. But we all know this track has nothing to do with patience whatsoever. In this way, patience remains a one-celled organism. No, what we want is to feed our passion and to grow it up big and strong. We want to care deeply for that thing. It’s in our nature.

Most of us would suffer much harm, be it spiritual, emotional, or physical pain, even die for some thing. And this is passion. It is also patience for we will sacrifice time, money, and energy, in order to wait for it. Whatever it is that I want so much had better be worth it, otherwise I will despise it and will lose any notion of patience. In truth, if you really cannot wait for it, then you must not really care or you must not comprehend its supreme value. You could say it’s a matter of integrity. Your passion is what you say you will stop at nothing to attain. Your patience is what you actually do to attain it. Just as belief equals action, so passion equals patience. How then will we act? How will we live? According to the measure of passion we have for it. How can a mother endure the pain of childbirth? It’s the love she has for her child. How can a suicide bomber commit an act of terror? Though brainwashed and heinous, it’s passionate belief.

Patience is a virtue, but it is only as virtuous as your passion for a thing. Take care, lest your passion be cheap or evil. But, if your passion is good and true, your belief glorious, be patient, or in other words, work with all your energy to see it through as if you can’t wait. Your waiting will not be worthless nor calm and collected; it will, however, be worthwhile and full of passion – blood, sweat, and tears. This is patience – your passion lived out moment by moment. Your patience is your passion. Now, go spend yourself for something truly noble.