Thursday, November 5, 2009

Leftovers


I waited patiently for the Lord and he inclined to me and heard my cry. He lifted me up from the pit of destruction, out of the miry clay and set my feet upon a rock and established my steps. He also put a new song in my mouth, a song of praise to our God. Many will see and fear and will trust in the Lord.

Psalm 40:1-3

Therefore, having been justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ through whom also we have obtained our introduction by faith into this grace in which we stand.

Romans 5:1-2

He put a new song in my mouth. It is the experience of fresh salvation from the hand of God, the joy of finding renewed grace.

At the moment God rescued us from the domain of darkness, we received our introduction into this grace in which we now stand. Our conversion marked the initial step beyond God's common grace, the general grace He extends to all men, into His specific grace. Specific in that His effectual call leads to the place of saving faith and redemption, securing our access to every spiritual blessing in the heavenly places (Col 1:13; Ps 145:9; Matt 5:44-45; Eph 1:3).


Of these spiritual blessings, I suggest one to be our capacity to share in His joy - the very joy of which the Son of God possessed. From this attitude we give expression to Paul's teaching to 'rejoice always'. We are blessed in that we are freed to trust in a sovereign God who graciously fashions our days and guides us to openly rejoice in them (John 15:11; I Thess 5:16; Psalm 118:24). Again, God gives us fresh grace.

Don’t settle, eat well.

Typically I abide by a 24 hour policy when it comes to leftovers. This, of course, doesn’t apply to those dishes that get “better” once the seasoning is absorbed overnight. But in general, should the food under consideration have been in the fridge over 24 hours, I’ll make a PBJ. Would that I have the same standard spiritually!

Consume God’s grace. Absorb His mercy, and not for the sheer “wow-ness” of it, but simply because God is always present. His grace and mercy, never in flux, are a constant dynamic within the lives of His children no matter what may befall us.

Eat a well balanced diet.

Some are bound to the “wow-ness” of God. By their regular craving for the next “god-high”, their nutrition proves to be off balance. Having yet to feed on the various nuances of grace, these miss the perpetual realities of God’s grace and mercy. Experiencing grace in times of miraculous manifestation is one thing. Sensing His sustaining grace through the monotonous grind of our days and trusting this same grace when calamity strikes, these are something all together different.


To the imbalanced diet, John Tauler cautions. He writes that there is a type of spiritual captivity that is forever bound to the “sweet raptures of the spirit. Many a man attuned to God loses his way in this captivity because he pursues the sweetness too long and surrenders to it in an undisciplined manner, searching for and holding on to it to eagerly, because it seems a good thing and delightful to possess. But that is the moment when nature claims her share and man is deprived of the delight, just when he thinks he has grasped God…(he becomes) discontented and troubled as soon as the sweetness is taken away from him and whether he is unable to serve God as willingly and loyally as when he still possessed it (20 Centuries of Great Preaching, John Tauler, Sermon for the Sunday of the Ascension of Our Lord, vol 1, pg, 214).

Similarly, John of the Cross in his popular work The Dark Night of the Soul recalls the seasons that God expressly removes the intense joy of His presence simply for the purpose of honing our desire for Him (Devotional Classics, Richard Foster). As Cross writes, these times are divinely sent so that our desire is less for, to borrow from Tauler, “the sweet raptures of the spirit” and more toward the concentrated pursuit of who God is.


These dark nights, equip us to persevere. Though feeling the weight of discouragement and disillusionment, we wait patiently for daybreak. Knowing that though weeping is for the night a shout of joy comes in the morning (Psalm 30:4-5).

Again, eat well. Know that God's grace is never in flux. Wait and listen for the New Song. Find fresh movements of His grace in every corner of life.

Blessings

Thursday, October 29, 2009

A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away...



At this moment my boys would prefer an outline of either Elmo or Barney. But soon, very soon, they will learn to appreciate the finer privileges of being a male. Feel free to take a look at the most amazing Jack O'Lantern ever constructed!


Speechless

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Al and Bernard on Pride


Vanity, definitely my favorite sin

With this statement, the 1997 film The Devil’s Advocate sharply concludes. After failing to corrupt the protagonist with the obvious allure of gluttony, greed, power, and lust - Al Pacino, playing The Deceiver, resorts to a most subtle ploy. Entomb the good man in his own pride.

Having only seen the end of the movie on TNT, I’m not commending it for viewing pleasure. Yet I mention this scene precisely because its’ closing statement is profoundly true. Vanity is his favorite sin.

After the hero shuns all manner of temptation and makes a costly stand for justice, one would assume him to be rid of the Enemy. Yet the last scene portrays a shocking twist. The Tempter appears as an adoring reporter, playing to the hero’s pride. At first the hero proves uncomfortable with the attention but then his countenance shifts. He entertains temptation. Without a word you can hear his thoughts, “Unlike the other attorneys, I stood against evil. My morals would not be compromised, I am unique. Maybe I should be recognized”

Unwittingly, he was doomed. Abruptly, the credits roll.


Recently while reading Bernard of Clairvaux, I came across a sermon entitled On David and Goliath and quickly Pacino’s line came to mind. In this piece ‘David’ typifies the saints determined to follow righteousness. Accordingly, ‘Goliath’ is a type of pride. The giant who threatens to crush all would be seekers of God.

In my own life I've felt pride take many forms, perhaps none more frustrating than the type On David and Goliath highlights. And while not personally keen on typological/allegorical interpretations of Scripture, Bernard’s handling of pride in the life of the believer deserves attention largely because it is so practical. For this reason alone, a
few portions are worth sharing (20 Centuries of Great Preaching, Vol 1, Bernard of Clairvaux, On David and Goliath, pg 149-50):

For pride is the greatest of sins, to the assaults of which the people of God are more liable than are any others, and it singles out for attack those especially who seem to have overcome all the other vices. Here you have the reason why it challenges us religious to single combat, because namely, it usually makes its appearance when the rest of our enemies have been routed.

Then, quite hopeless of gaining the victory by his own unaided powers, and armed with faith alone, let him not consider Goliath’s enormous stature, lest perchance he should grow fearful of being crushed under his weight…

(On the five stones David took from the riverbed) It seems to me, therefore, that by the five stones taken from the torrent we may not unreasonably understand the fivefold word of the Word of God, that is to say, the word of warning, the word of promise, the word of charity, the word of example, and the word which relates to prayer.


Bernard goes on say that when under the temptation of pride these stones are to be our defense. We need remember and “fear the terrible threats of God” against the proud. We need recall the “infallible promises of God” to those who hunger and thirst for righteousness. We need consider the “love which the Lord of Majesty has shown” for us, the most lowly. We need think of “the examples of the saints” who have walked in humility and service. Lastly when incapable of recalling any of these stones, “thou must apply thyself to prayer with all the fervor thou can command”.

Wherever we may be spiritually, let us “easily understand and quickly discern what we’ve felt in our interior”. For “unhappy is the man who devoting all his attention to the outward observances, remains ignorant of his interior”. Should the Spirit use these words for illumination, take the grace and kindness of God to heart. As Paul encourages, God alone is faithful to complete the work He started in us.

In closing, do you agree with Bernard’s assessment of pride in the life of the believer?

From your own life, what might you add to his thoughts?

Maybe it’s an attitude or a specific action, but in your life what does spiritual pride look like? When do you know you’ve crossed the line into sin?


Grace and Peace

Friday, October 23, 2009

...

But now thus says the Lord, He who created you,
O Jacob,he who formed you, O Israel:
“Fear not, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by name, you are mine.
When you pass through the waters, I will be with you;
and through the rivers, they shall not overwhelm you;
when you walk through fire you shall not be burned,
and the flame shall not consume you.
For I am the Lord your God, the Holy One of Israel, your Savior.

Isaiah 43:1-3

Therefore, since we have been justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ. Through him we have also
obtained access by faith into this grace in which we stand, and we rejoice in hope of the glory of God. More than that, we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not put us to shame, because God's love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us.

Romans 5:1-5

Throughout the days prior to Josiah's surgery these two passages meant a great deal to my family. While there was fear, they kept us from being afraid. While there was angst, they kept us from being given to sorrow. While there were questions, they allowed us to trust in the Answer.

Know that wherever your journey may lead the Hope we carry will not disappoint. For God in His glory has woven the Divine Spirit into our consciousness, reminding us of His enduring love.

Be it a faint whisper, let us whisper with conviction - I am Yours
Be it a bold exclamation, let us declare - I am Yours
With whatever we've got, let us know - We are Yours

Wherever the road may lead...

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Evening Prayer


…and when Jaden and Judah get big, let them fight the bad guys… Amen

As long as I’ve been praying with the big boys this request has been a constant. I desire for them to be men of keen biblical discernment, willing to openly address those who distort God’s truth, justice, and grace. I desire for them to become men who, from either cathedral or corporate ladder, clearly detect the Spirit and move in His power. I desire that God fashion them into men willing to speak when others are silent, willing to engage when others are distracted - that they be able to detect the paths of righteousness and courageously walk in their freedom. In preschool speak, that they “fight the bad guys”.

Last night, Judah finally asked the question...

Daddy, who are the bad guys?

With a dry smile and grateful heart…

Bad guys are those who teach and say bad things about God. They are daddies who don’t listen and obey God. Daddies who think they are better than everyone else and who think they are always right. They are mean to the mommies and their boys. Bad guys are people who steal food from the hungry and don’t share their stuff.

The prolonged silence was finally broken…

Daddy, you better get me my little wooden sword.

One step down a very long, winding path – I agree. But a very important step indeed.

Father, allow the seeds of courage to be sown upon hungry soil and by Your grace let us meet this task, molding them into men of undeniable faith and contagious character.


Your kingdom come your will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Amen

Monday, October 19, 2009

Death Row

While we were still weak, at the right time Christ died for the ungodly. For one will scarcely die for a righteous person - though perhaps for a good person one would dare even to die - but God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.

Romans 5:6-8


He is monstrous.

Even those who unknowingly share in his Rebellion shudder at the crime, it's nature so vile it mustn’t grace the lips of the redeemed.

Depravity in full bloom, visible for even the blinded to see.

Scheduled to undergo lethal injection, the attempt failed due to poor veins. In response, the court saw fit to delay his execution until a later date. Shortly afterward the inmate’s attorney stated that the man was "still recovering from Tuesday's prolonged execution attempt and is physically and emotionally traumatized”.

Good.

Somewhere deep within my truest expression found release.

Such were you...


Deeper still, He dwells.

Hardly ever will we give our life for an honorable stranger. Slightly more frequent will we give our life for someone we’ve grown to know, respect, and love. But never would we openly exchange our life for the life of the most heinous. Never would I entertain the idea of trading places with the convict, of exchanging my innocence for his just punishment. But God showed his love for us in that while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us.

Not only did Christ willfully die for us, the innocent for the rebellious. He also invested us with His righteous standing (2 Cor 5:21). All that was rightfully His, He gave. To the extent that we are now joint-heirs with our risen Lord.

By chance should I become this inmate's substitute, I most certainly would not take all that is mine and freely give to him. In subjecting myself to his just punishment I'd be granting him a fresh start. But in no way would I ever allow the inmate the privilege of being the father of my four boys nor the honor of sharing life with my precious wife...

My anger notwithstanding, in a split second the Spirit brought the joy of these truths to mind. With renewed gratitude, there was deep sense of joy. A somber awareness that I too was guilty and deserving of damnation yet praise be that at the right time, Christ has died for sinners - the just for the unjust.

Should you share in this privilege, let us take great care to put on the mind of Christ. Let the weight of God’s eternal truth speak deeply to our circumstance. Let not fear, anxiety, shame, bitterness, or anger have the ultimate say. For as the apostle Paul would later pen (Romans 8:31-32), “If God is for us, who is against us? God did not spare His own Son but delivered Him up for us all, how will God not also with Him freely give us all things?”

Whatever the day holds and wherever the road may lead, find meaning in the full authority of God’s grace. Sense His abundant kindness to us who believe. Boldly proclaim that God has made His love evident in this: while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us and should we not rightly see both Father and Son poised to freely give us all things.


Blessings

Thursday, October 15, 2009

Paper or Plastic?

While recently standing in line at our local grocery, Jaden eyeballed a particular magazine with great curiosity. Needless to say, Cosmopolitan prefers plastic.

In seconds he elbows Judah, leans in, points directly at the woman’s carefully sculpted silicon, and with one hand covering his mouth - the whispers began.

They both erupt into boyish laughter.

Trying to keep a straight face and wanting to lay groundwork for the future I nonchalantly asked, “What are you guys laughing at?”

Jaden looks me dead in the face and exclaimed, “Dad she’s got three bumps!”

“Three?” “Yeah, dad three bumps.”

After one whole year of K-4, you’d think the boy could count.

I share this story as a reminder that my family and yours will always be bombarded by media. And not wanting to hide my boys in a social bunker for eighteen years, any good read is appreciated.

Accordingly, Teachers, Watchmen, and Gatekeepers is a wonderful reminder of what the Bible says regarding our role as parents in the rearing of our children. Men, make the time to read and share it with your spouse. Talk about possible ways your household will handle the media blitz and discuss who else needs to be brought on board. Maybe your kids would greatly benefit if the family member who regular helps with the children is included in the discussion. Above all, let’s stand in the gap.

Blessings

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Derrington!

One time in junior high Mike Derrington hoodwinked me into trading my Scottie Pippen and Patrick Ewing rookie cards for a bunch of nobody baseball players. Eighteen years later I can easily recall the exact moment when Mike looked me square in the eye, smiled, and confessed to ripping me off. How can it still feel like yesterday? Jerk.

Just kidding, sort of.

I was out thirty bucks. Comparatively, Ganz is out roughly $149.99 million dollars. Please read on…

TORONTO – Mona Lisa has something new to smile about.

A portrait of a young woman thought to be created by a 19th century German artist and sold two years ago for about $19,000 is now being attributed by art experts to Leonardo da Vinci and valued at more than $150 million.

The unsigned chalk, ink and pencil drawing, known as "La Bella Principessa," was matched to Leonardo via a technique more suited to a crime lab than an art studio — a fingerprint and palm print found on the 13 1/2-inch-by-10-inch work.

Peter Paul Biro, a Montreal-based forensic art expert, said the print of an index or middle finger matched a fingerprint found on Leonardo's "St. Jerome" in the Vatican. Technical, stylistic and material composition evidence — including carbon dating — had art experts believing as early as last year that they had found another work by the creator of the "Mona Lisa."

Canadian-born art collector Peter Silverman bought "La Bella Principessa" — or "The Beautiful Princess" — at the gallery in New York on behalf of an anonymous Swiss collector in 2007 for about $19,000. New York art dealer Kate Ganz had owned it for about nine years after buying it at auction for a similar price.

One London art dealer now says it could be worth more than $150 million. If experts are correct, it will be the first major work by Leonardo to be identified in 100 years.
Ganz still doesn't believe it is a Leonardo.

"Nothing that I have seen or read in the past two years has changed my mind. I do not believe that this drawing is by Leonardo da Vinci," Ganz told the AP on Wednesday. She declined to comment further.

Silverman said he didn't expect Ganz to acknowledge it's a Leonardo because that would damage her credibility, adding that if she wants to "go against science and say the Earth is not round," then that's her prerogative. (Full Story)

Crazy! How much you wanna bet Ganz remembers this one for awhile?

Bath Time, Pit Row, and Captain Caveman

Bath time at the Carrier house has recently been streamlined; both big boys in the shower, both little boys in the tub. Efficiency is everything, especially when I regularly try to outdo last night’s time. Being determined to win, the Master bath transforms into pit row. And being just minutes away from “mommy and daddy” time, EVERY second counts! Scoff if you will, but its’ the little things that keep our house sane.

Last night we were firing on all cylinders until I happened to glance over my shoulder.

Since when is bathwater neon yellow?

I immediately ran through the “pit row” check list.
Did I place both little boys on the toilet?
Check -
Am I absolutely certain they both went?
Urine on the floor proves it, Check –

Not accustomed to checking the hue of bathwater, I just mess up. I’d already tossed one little boy in and he’d begun to do what little boys always do: splash, dunk, and drink. Uuuugggh!
In answering the “how”, things got even better. Having all of the likely culprits gathered, the only question I could muster was,

Whoooo in the world peeeeeed in the bathtub?
Me, Dad.
But Judah you’ve been in the shower this entire time...my wheels start turning…did you pee in the bathtub earlier today?
Nodding yes, his eyes were as big and dark as moon pies.
Are you kidding me?
Nope

Of course it was Judah. He is our Captain Cave Man. He thinks nothing of eating sales receipts, enjoying pre-chewed gum from the choicest park bench, or using the shower curtain for toilet paper - why would I not suspect him?

When questioned, he offers no explanation.

Judah, just give me something…
I just went in the tub because it was something new
Dad the toilet is to "conventional"
Try it dad, after all you can’t really miss


Though I lost the race, h
ere’s to hoping for a better night…

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Life Comes at You Fast

Having a strong appreciation for great signage, I found this particular display to be absolutely incredible.

With one campaign, Nationwide nailed it.


Whether through an unexpected phone call or while waiting in a practitioner’s office, life can certainly come at you fast. Bearing a name synonymous with suffering, Job got this. In one day his life quickly unraveled as bewildered messengers relayed one tragedy after the next (Job 1:13-2:13). And while this story certainly transcends time, it does carry a familiar pace. As with Job, we too experience sudden loss. We too struggle for understanding. We too can find deepening through the crucible of suffering.

Yes, many get Job’s story. And in continuing the idea of being powerfully present I suggest that when the Jobs rally around the suffering, first snow is much more likely to have its’ effect. I’m not sure, but maybe these men and women have such impact because they’ve allowed the Spirit of God to reshape their core perspectives. In accordance to scripture, gone are ill informed aspirations and expectations. In line with God’s self-revelation, these individuals join Job in declaring surrender and claiming clarity (Job 42:5-6):

“Therefore I’ve declared that which I did not understand…I have heard of Thee by the hearing of the ear but now my eye sees thee Therefore I retract and I repent in dust and ashes.”

“I once only heard Thee, but now I see Thee.” Job’s experience of the Almighty was qualitatively transformed at the direct point he surrendered preconceived expectations about God’s character and His dealings with man. “I’ve declared that which I did not understand”… when God finally spoke to his suffering, Job’s operative beliefs about his Creator gained deeper clarity. [1] Likewise, I would suggest that if our ministry to the suffering is indeed to be powerful then our core convictions concerning the Creator must be informed and shaped by His self-revelation.

In bringing peace, we must know something about the Prince of Peace. In holding the hurting, we must first sense His outstretched arms. In bringing clarity, we must know something about The Alpha and Omega, The First and the Last. In sitting with sorrow, we must know something about He who wept. In inspiring perseverance and hope, we must know something of the one who has secured our Hope.

So often the desire for “practical ministry tips” short-circuits the overarching reality that our ministry to others exudes from who we are more so than what techniques we employ. In this light, what we deeply believe about God’s character will most certainly give rise to the quality of care we extend those who are hurting.

As it would turn out, Job’s friends were lousy comforters precisely because they carried certain core beliefs about God that were ill informed. In turn, their capacity for sustained, godly care was severely hampered. Hear Job’s condemnation, “How long will you torment me and crush me with words?” (Job 6:14; 16:1; 19:1-3).

I’m betting no one cares to be the guy who “crushes with his words”. Practically speaking, then, what are your core beliefs concerning God’s use of suffering? Jot down a brief paragraph concerning this issue. What do you believe? What biblical references undergird your thoughts? What characteristics of God are clearly evident in your reflections? What possible blind spots does your paragraph convey? Even still, what emotions are felt as you consider God’s use of pain? Does a deep sense of injustice dominate? Still yet, how are we to live when, with Job, we face His silence?

I ask you to consider these things for the exact reason Chrysostom rose in his sermon entitled Excessive Grief (Chrysostom, 20 Centuries of Great Preaching, Vol 1, pg 79):

As soldiers, even in peace, perform warlike exercises, so that when actually called to battle and the occasion makes a demand for skill, they may avail themselves of the art which they have cultivated in peace; so let us, in time of peace, furnish ourselves with weapons and remedies, that whenever there shall burst on us a war of unreasonable passions, or grief, or pain, or any such things we may, well armed and secure on all sides, repel the assaults of the evil one with all skill, and wall ourselves round with right contemplations, with the declarations of God, with the examples of good men, and with every possible defense. For so shall we be able to pass the present life with happiness, and to attain to the kingdom of heaven, through Jesus Christ, to whom be glory and dominion…

Waiting until winter falls to consider our deepest convictions is a risky proposition. For grief is highly unforgiving. Loss, pain, and doubt have a tendency to distort even the best intentioned.

Similarly, many mainstream ideologies fail to offer satisfying soulcare for the exact reason they cannot imagine God having any constructive purpose for suffering. [2] Their systems rob pain of spiritual purpose and meaning. In so desperately trying to protect their construed sense of God’s justice and grace, they regularly diminish His wisdom and strip Him of divine authority.

Again, our deepest beliefs about God matter a great deal. Romans 5:1-5 captures a major thread that runs throughout Scripture. We are to exalt in our tribulations and suffering for the exact purpose that God is ordering these events to perfect our hope; a hope that is ever feasting on the love of God made manifest through the indwelling Spirit of God.

As He brings us into another’s winter, lets be attentive to Romans 5:1-5. In His power, may we provide a respite from the cold. May we not look hopelessly for the spring, while failing to appreciate His movements through each passing season. Let us be attentive to the ever-present Spirit and may we be faithful to uphold the downtrodden and disillusioned , directing them to the Father of lights in whom there is no shadow of turning.

For each of you who've upheld me, I again say thanks.
Grace and Peace

[1] Throughout the book of Job it becomes evident that all involved, Job and his friends, were incapable of seeing God work His good will through causing the righteous to suffer. In the story we come to understand that retribution theology was a prevalent belief system within the Ancient Near Eastern context. In essence: if you obey, you’ll be blessed. If you disobey, you’ll suffer.

Herein was Job’s dilemma. Though both he and the Lord affirm his righteousness (1:22; 2:10; 7:20; 10:7; 16:6-17; 19:4-6; 23:1-7; 31:1-40; 42:11), Job still suffered immensely. Naturally, given a strict retribution theology, Job's friends determined that he was receiving just reward for sin. He need only to repent and Job's fortunes would be restored (8:5-7; 11:14-20; 22:21-30). Job continues to defend his innocence while the three friends assume his guilt, each growing increasingly exasperated. Neither party stopping to consider the possibility that God would use suffering in the life of the innocent to accomplish His glory. As the author skillfully draws the readers in, we too grow weary reading chapters 3-37. This section is intentionally cumbersome for it highlights the futility of the creature trying to understand the exact reasoning behind the ebb and flow of life. As speech after speech is offered, the reader wonders when God will finally address the situation and bring clarity for all involved.

Job’s ordeal would eventually bring him to confess his ignorance. The creature would eventually profess his limited knowledge, declaring that he once only heard of God, but know he sees Him (40:1-5; 42:1-6). Though Job never understood the exact reasoning behind the calamity (1:1-2:13), he quit trying to. He and his friends received a healthy dose of Creature-creation reality, and Job merely trusted that God was faithful - no matter how fast life unfolded.

[2] In referencing Open Theism and The Word of Faith movement, I’d like to offer two modern examples that reinforce the principle that sustained, biblical care is directly proportionate to one's willingness to address the fullness of God's character as it is represented in Scripture. Given the limited scope of this post, both examples are admittedly underdeveloped. If you are looking for a more detailed critique of both systems of thought, I recommend you to Beyond the Bounds edited by Piper, Taylor, Helseth and Are Miraculous Gifts For Today, by Wayne Grudem within Zondervans Counterpoints series.

Open Theism, as espoused by Greg Boyd, John Sanders, and Clark Pinnock, posits a scenario where both God and man author the course of history such that when tragedy strikes, God is as surprised as man. Open Theism has a very nuanced understanding of God’s sovereignty in that the Creator willfully lays aside this prerogative for the privilege of experiencing the created order with man. God, in his co-author role, is abundantly gracious and empathetic. He grieves the tragedies that beset his children and in their pain, He joins them. Suffering is ultimately a random event with both Creator and creature experiencing it simultaneously.

Within the Word of Faith teachings, God simply has not designed His children to suffer for “by Christ’s stripes we are healed”. Thereby we as His children, when exemplifying proper faith, are given the capacity to bring heaven’s power down to earth. God isn’t ultimately responsible for suffering; it is solely the work the Enemy and God is by no means the author of our pain. This position is reductionistic in its' understanding of church history and biblical teaching, as such it undercuts any potential power for long term pastoral care precicely becasue it removes God from the equation. My ultimatle relief from suffering will be directly proportionate to the measure of faith I exhibit. Should suffering continue we are ultimately under spiritual attack and simply don't have the faith resources to overcome.

As such, any system of beliefs concerned with keeping God free of culpability, immediately forfeit the ability to offer ministry that is relevant and true to God’s self-revelation. Far from seeking to keep God’s justice intact, we should be seeking to submit to His eternal wisdom. A wisdom that ordained the very suffering of Christ, in which we are most blessed if we follow in His steps.

Thursday, October 8, 2009

Put Down the Rum!

A good bit of Captain Morgan is the only possible explanation for the following:

PARIS - Somolia pirates in two skiffs fired on a French navy vessel early Wednesday after apparently mistaking it for a commercial boat, the French military said. The French ship gave chase and captured five suspected pirates. (Full Story)

All I know about pillaging and pirating I learned from Captain Jack Sparrow. Upon setting foot on the French vessel, I'd like to think that at least one of these fine men uttered, "Parlay anyone"?

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

"Hi Ho, Hi Ho..."

Provided is a quick read for those interested in eyeballing an article that is both articulate and informed. In seeking to contextualize our current economic downturn along historical, political, and theological lines, Malanga’s piece on our nation's work ethic is insightful. If time allows, the entire article would be worth it.

Take care

Whatever Happened to the Work Ethic? Quick Read
Whatever Happened to the Work Ethic? Longer Read


Thursday, October 1, 2009

Mom, Where's My Clothes!

The following is an insert from 20 Centuries of Great Preaching, Volume 1, Origen Admantius, pg. 29-30

His parents supplied him with both Christian education and Christian example…In addition, his father taught him the Scriptures; to learn a passage of Scripture a day was a routine part of Origen’s life as a boy…When Origen was sixteen, a violent persecution erupted against the Christians. His father, Leonides, was thrown into prison. Origen ardently desired to follow his father to martyrdom. His mother prevented his leaving the house - by hiding all his clothes. Unable to go to his father, Origen wrote to him and pled with him not to abandon his faith out of anxiety for his family. Leonides stood by his faith and was beheaded…

With both a biographical sketch and a sample of preaching, this chapter centers on Origen as a 3rd century churchman. Certainly ecclesiastical opinion of Origen's contributions vary, yet it was the influence of a father that I found most gripping.


It needs little commentary, but may we as fathers follow Leonides lead. Let it be said that our home fashioned men of bold faith; that our commitment to glory in Christ inspired a yearning for the unseen. Let it be said that our consistent displays of grace, justice, and humility propelled our household to greater expressions of faith, hope, and love.

May we be found faithful, grace and peace.

Monday, September 28, 2009

First Snow


"To be interested in the changing seasons is a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with spring."


during orientation for chaplaincy it was presented as a possible scenario.
I hoped beyond hope that winter wouldn’t fall
four weeks in, the beeper broke my slumber
the chill had begun to set

driving to the hospital it echoed in my mind
slowly details of orientation broke through the dread:
lead parents to the plush “family room”
dim the lights
dress the infant, colored gown: blue or pink
had I even dressed a doll before?
carry child into the room
encourage both to hold their still hope
be open, she said

heading for the parents
pink bundle swaddled in my arms
a tension of life became ever clear
though I’d soon deliver winter, spring was a mere two doors down
there, the distinct cries of new life burst forth
there, anticipation and possibility were finding their way
there, is where we want to be
there, it is easy to come alongside
here, I’m not so sure

indeed winter was about to set,
the door was opened. groaning previously unheard.
the words of orientation had eluded comprehension,
but here, in winter's first snow, I began to sense their weight: be open

to complexities, to silence
to tears, to pain,
to anger, to ignorance,
to uncertainty, to tomorrow
Be open to He who governs
each season by His gracious hand.

I share this memory because it stands as one of the first times in my adult life when I sensed the changing seasons. A key requirement of my Masters program was to fulfill a four month stint as a hospital chaplain. Coming out of orientation, the major emphasis that stuck in my head was the phrase “be open”.

Be open. Understanding we’d likely encounter new experiences, our supervisor’s admonition carried a twofold meaning. First, God will meet His people throughout the various seasons of existence; we need only be open and willing to encounter His hand. Second, as those who carry the divine Spirit of God be open to coming alongside the hurting. Be open to being His Presence.


When Josiah was in the hospital, the types of people that I found to be powerfully present were those who had developed an appreciation for the changing seasons. Those who brought life, perspective, and profound ministry weren’t those hopelessly infatuated with spring but those who’d encountered God in the various seasons of life.

These people spoke to me and several months ago in the post Stand By Me I set out to unpack the idea of becoming powerfully present with those we love - no matter the season they may be in. With this direction in mind, I hope to continue this theme by writing from Job 42:3-6.

Until then, I invite you to consider individuals who’ve, in your winter, come alongside. Of those that proved to be spiritually meaningful, what types of things did they do? Maybe it was a word they gave. Maybe it was their silence. Maybe it was their practical help. Whatever it may have been, what did they do that allowed you to sense His presence? As always, feel free to share!

Take Care

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Psalm 139...On Surveillance Tape


"Thine eyes have seen my unformed substance; and in Thy book they were written, the days fashioned for me, when as yet there were none of them."

Those are the words of Psalm 139:16 from the written word, here is Psalm 139:16 caught on tape. What an unbelievable video!

This month, September the 12th, was the one year anniversary of Josiah's accident. Empirically speaking, nothing should have worked out the way it has. As in the video, God guided the exact trajectory of everything that happened that morning. Amen!

On occasion, I do wake up with cold sweats. Distant sirens can make me anxious. I catch myself trying to be more protective. Each of these are distinct reminders of my finality and impotence. We exist solely because of His purposes. Whether the trajectory of a television or a car - He governs everything by his gracious hand. Each time my anxiety is stirred, each time my slumber is broken - each time I'm reminded of my limits, there is also the steady truth that each day is lived under His sovereign grace.

I saw the video and got to shoutin' - no matter, this is certainly the day He has made, it is in His book, so let us rejoice and be glad in it.

Grace and Peace

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Good Soil, Part 2

I invite you to spend nine minutes listening to this particular video by Dr. Bob Lupton, The Poor Change Me. With a strong mix of humorous stories and core biblical truths, he will give you reason to pause. If nothing else, a cup of coffee says you'll laugh.


For those interested, I further recommend Lupton's plenary address at the 2000 Christian Community Development Association gathering. Download the file and listen to it at your leisure - http://www.urbanministry.org/dr-bob-lupton-saturday-evening-plenary-session-ccda-2000-audio

Monday, September 21, 2009

Good Soil

'The development of a tree depends
on where it is planted.'


Edward Joyner


Wayne Gordon, John Perkins, Michael Emerson, Ray Bakke, Robert Lupton; I'll say that several years ago these names meant very little to me, yet of late they’ve taken a predominant role.

Though at first seemingly provocative, I've found untold enrichment through their collective expression of the gospel. In accentuating timeless themes of grace, justice, truth, and obedience they've point out good soil to those who care to hear. In an age that hungers and thirsts for authentic expressions of faith - they remind us of the more simple realities of faith, hope, and love.

Time may or may not call for exact articulation of this journey, yet I do feel compelled to share the following. First, an article written by Tim Keller entitled The Gospel and the Poor. While it captures shades of Lupton and Perkins work, it also provides an excellent theological framework for gospel ministry. The second is a 9-10 minute video clip taken from a Lupton lecture, this will comprise a post in the near future.

For simplicity, I've included four inserts from The Gospel and the Poor. Each intend to reflect nuances of the thoughts and convictions which have slowly been forming over the last several years. If interested, a link to the entire article has been provided. And while nineteen pages may seem long, I submit to you that it will provide a spiritual boon for those who care to invest.

The church is not simply a collection of individuals who are forgiven. It is a "royal nation", a new society (I Pet. 2:9). The world must see in us the wisdom of God, namely, what family life, business practices, race relations, and inter-personal relationships can be in all their beauty under the kingship of Jesus Christ. We are a pilot plant of the kingdom of God. (See Francis Schaeffer, Pollution and the Death of Man, Tyndale, 1970, pp. 81-93.) The church is to use its gifts and power to heal all the results of sin, spiritual, psychological, social, physical.

The main reason that the city has deteriorated has been because the middle class and able, stable families have left behind the less stable and able. Traditional private charity and government bureaucracy only provide impersonal "commuting" compassion from people who drive in, provide services, and leave.

"It is not difficult to create a ghetto: simply remove the more capable neighbors....We can create a culture of chronically dependent people merely by extracting the upwardly mobile role models from the community....All it takes is for us to pursue our own personal dreams and concentrate only on what seems best for our own families and leave the job of being a good neighbor--neighboring--to agencies. Those left behind...do not need more arm's length social services--government or religious. If social programs were effective substitutes for neighbors, the last thirty years of costly government investments would have eliminated their poverty. Programs do not restore communities--only neighbors do that....they need [once again] educated neighbors to raise the standards of their schools. They need politically active neighbors who will help to organize against crime and drugs on their streets and playgrounds. They need spiritual neighbors to re-open the churches and business-minded neighbors to stimulate legitimate enterprise. They need handy neighbors to help restore the charm of their streetscapes. They need the sturdy strands of neighbors with moral and ethical values..."

Jesus has spoken powerfully about the definition of being a "neighbor" to others (Luke 10: 25-37). We must distinguish "reneighboring" from mere relocation, which can lead to gentrification, which pushes up rents and pushes out the needy from a community. Reneighboring means to come in looking to be an influence on the common good of the community and aiming to do "reweaving" and "reconciliation".

"Spiritual capital" refers to the spiritual and moral influence of the churches in the neighborhood. The weakening of neighborhoods economically and socially goes hand in hand with their spiritual weakening. Strong Christians have left as fast (if not faster) than others. This leaves little leadership for the weakened churches. In addition, another dynamic has created a flow of spiritual capital out of the community.

Grace and Peace

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Thursday, September 17, 2009

"To be interested in the changing seasons is a happier state
of mind than to be hopelessly in love with spring."

George Santayana

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Wrong on so Many Levels!

WICHITA, Kan. - A tender moment in a trash bin went all wrong for a couple who found themselves being held up at pocket knifepoint.

Police said two 44-year-olds had climbed into a dumpster to be alone just after 6 p.m. Saturday when two men interrupted them and demanded their belongings. Officers said the man and woman were engaged in "an intimate moment" when they were robbed of their shoes, jewelry and the man's wallet.

Police said one of the robbers was a 64-year-old man who egged his 59-year-old companion on during the robbery.

Yes, sadly, you just read correctly, "A tender moment in a trash bin went all wrong..." Really? I'm having a hard time determining which is more unbelievable:

1. "Soooo, how about you and me hop in the trash bin?" With four boys quiet spaces and moments are difficult to create, but come on!

2. With a straight face, having the audacity to fill out a police report. "Yes officer, a trash bin" You know the boys in blue had a wonderful time with this one.

Some instances escape commentary, I'm fairly certain this classifies.

For the entire story: http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/32863398/ns/us_news-weird_news/?GT1=43001

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

ADD, the YMCA, and Size 30 Towels


The ball was clearly within reach.

Several weeks ago I began to implement a lifestyle change; regular exercise, doctor’s orders. Everything was going fantastic until my type ‘A’ general practitioner realized a reoccurring trend, I’m a chronic dabbler. It’s escapes official diagnosis but I’ve got some form of ADD when it comes to exercise. I loathe repetition. Treadmills, stair steppers, elliptical machines, jogging - each were met with resistance. Through it all I’ve discovered that basketball remains the one form of physical activity that I care to regularly engage.

One quick maneuver and my YMCA basketball team would retain possession.

Yes, we joined the Y. Regularly throughout the week I wake up at 4:30 and I’m on the court before sunrise. Getting there hasn’t been the problem. My main issue has been realizing that everything has a season, mine has passed. There are certain things that I used to do instinctively that I just can’t do anymore. I see an angle unfold or a play develop but my body is in rebellion. My mind demands a swift cut to the basket, my body responds with weeping and gnashing of teeth.

Inglorious dive for the ball…

Adding insult to injury for some reason the Y refuses to issue normal sized bath towels. I never imagined them providing plush microfiber XL handouts but can we go for something a little more mainstream than size 30 towels? What to do, what to do.

the unmistakable sound of knees dragging hardwood.

Worse still, I noticed most of the men could fit the hand towel around their waist. At 17 I could’ve joined them, not so at 34. Maybe two tied together at the corners would’ve done it. Anyway, what’s the chance no one notices I bring “husky” towels from home?

Knees raw, helplessly watching as the ball rolls out of bounds…

Typically I arrive to a quiet house but this particular morning Jaden happened to be awake and waiting in the kitchen. What happened to your knees? Well, Daddy jumped on the ground trying to get a basketball. With more exclamation than grammar supplies and with the bed manner of a haggard nurse, Whhhaaaat did you do that for? Not a good idea.

Big, sweaty mess sprawled out on isle 5!

From the mouth of babes...

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Bored Games


Go directly to jail.
Do not pass go.
Do not collect 200 dollars ~

Milton Bradley

Adorned with national flags the university chapel could’ve easily passed for a UN summit. Being full of mandatory meetings, the first full week in January always seemed longer than the rest. Eccentric speakers wore peculiar clothes. Agencies, using a deft display of chocolates and peppermints, lured students to their displays. During my stay in the tiny Midwestern town of Cedarville these signs always meant one thing: Missions Week.

In recent years the Spirit has regularly brought a particular evening to mind and though it’s been over a decade it still feels fresh.

After an impassioned invitation, there was the obvious sound of people moving. With utmost reverence I peeked. A throng of college students were streaming toward the altar. Sitting straight up, I rested both arms across the back of the row. “There is no way.” Practically my entire row had cleared. “Did you not listen to what this man was asking?”

There was no mention of unreached people groups or the jungles of Africa. The missionary was digging deeper. “By faith Moses, when he had grown up, refused to be called the son of Pharaoh’s daughter; choosing rather to endure ill-treatment with the people of God…

The speaker didn't limit his call to potential missionaries, his aim was much more broad. He knew his audience. He knew our aspirations. He knew the allure of autonomy, our drive for success and influence, our inner craving for security and predictability, our insatiable lust for more. He was speaking to future bankers, politicians, doctors, radio personalities, parents, nurses, salesmen, missionaries, and educators - beware the cultural entanglements that so quickly define and dictate the ebb and flow of life's decisions. That night he spoke to the very root of Evangelical hesitancy, our infatuation with Pharaoh's court.

I watched the students flow forward and I began to feel something rise in my consciousness, immediately the rationalization began…God, of course I’m exempt. Remember we bartered about my future? Just six months ago I switched tracks from Business to Bible. You got me. You know I’m not in Pharaoh’s court livin’ for the lucre.

Given that I serve in the local church context, there is no intent to misrepresent the divine call that leads to parish ministry. It’s just that my infantile faith perceived this option as the only option for me; I could serve the kingdom and keep my standing in the court. The call would not impede all forward momentum. It wouldn’t stymie the acquisition of comfort or predictability and the projected trajectory of the game was relatively intact.

Essentially I had escaped without drawing the “Go directly to Africa” card.

Beneath appearances I was desperately trying to answer the call while still fattened by Pharaoh’s delicacies. There was no framework from which to openhandedly embrace whichever life context God should chose. I demanded certain parameters out of which my life, faith, family, and calling would be lived. My future wife and family will experience and have access to these base demands, anything else – God, feel free to shape and guide.

What happened next is hazy yet it matters little. I share the memory for it accentuates an attitude that I carried in my own heart, one that continued to be fed throughout the various seasons and happenings of life and ministry. One Caringbridge post stated, “For me this circumstance (Josiah’s accident) is in some ways a capstone of the last 3-4 years…shamefully, I’ve even lead others to embrace their own pleasures as they pursue “kingdom work” (September 22, 2008).

In beginning to unpack that post, I’d first say that cultural idolatry is a wicked mistress in that she shapes the secret gravitations of our heart. She fosters staunch preservation of self and family, the unequivocal pursuit of personal well being, and hollow perceptions of God. I assume that His desires for my comfort, wealth, security, and safety mirror my own. This is precisely why the ‘Africa’ card stinks because I crave, even demand, freedom to carve a life of comfort, security, and upward mobility. I care so little for the thought of Africa simply because it would rip me out of Pharaoh’s court and subjected me to perceived loss of autonomy.

I heard the fields were ripe unto harvest but I remained secretively selective as to which fields I would be willing to work.

To point, I share this memory with you as an initial step in flushing out the happenings of life. The missionary brother who spoke from Hebrews 11 brought me to a point of response. In ways I'm a late bloomer. Funny how certain memories from days gone by can still be useful in His hands. Over a decade ago my response was typified by resistance, maybe in my mid-thirties I'll fare better.

May He speak to this. May He grant discernment and grow faith.

Grace and Peace

Thursday, April 30, 2009

Stand by Me - Roger and Friends

I've watched this video several times, each time enjoying it more than the first. It’s a remake of Ben E. King's classic Stand by Me - I'm pretty sure you'll enjoy it.

In the near future, I'll be posting from the Wisdom literature on the idea of being powerfully present with those we love. In effect, how to be incarnational with those in crisis - how to practically and powerfully stand by people in their darkest hour.

At some point in our lives we've hurt, we've been confused, and we've needed the actual presence of God. In my life, I've felt His presence through people who’ve allowed themselves to be conduits of His grace – it is the Presence in their presence.

As you listen, think about specific people who've stood by you. The people who brought God’s actual, healing presence into your life. Offer another prayer of thanks and be mindful that we are ambassadors of the great and gracious King.

Enjoy.

(I'm sure there is a way to embed the video directly onto the blog - way out of my league at this point! If anyone cares to help, I'll gladly take it)

Sunday, April 26, 2009

Substitutionary Atonement - by Jaden


Surely he has borne our griefs and carried our sorrows;
yet we esteemed him stricken,smitten by God, and afflicted.
But he was wounded for our transgressions;
he was crushed for our iniquities;
upon him was the chastisement that brought us peace,
and with his stripes we are healed.
All we like sheep have gone astray;
we have turned—every one—to his own way;
and the Lord has laid on him the iniquity of us all.

Isaiah 53:4-5

Contextualizing theological truths for a three year old can get a little tricky and as any parent can attest, their questions are limitless. Some of my favorites from our eldest son: what is sin, are we sinners even if we don’t do anything wrong, why did Adam and Eve do it, why didn’t God stop them, so - Jesus NEVER lied?

One memorable conversation dealt with the following,
Why did Jesus die?
He loved us so much he died for us.
But dad, why did he have to die?

At the time, Jaden was three. And as with many budding minds he realized that the initial answer, though probably true, avoided the question rather than answering it. So again…

Why did he have to die?
Well, the Bible talks about Abraham being a friend of God.
We can be friends of God, but we're all in trouble because of sin.
Do you remember what sin is?
When we lie, hit our Justus, and have stinky attitudes.
Ok. So what does daddy do if you do something really bad?
I get punished. You spank me.
Well, because we sin God’s job is to spank us.
Sin makes Him sad and we need to be punished.
So Jesus came to take our punishment;

on the cross he took all of our spankings for us.
Jesus took our punishment, so we can be friends with God.

The answer apparently sufficed for after tucking him in Jaden remained quiet for the night. And while we’ve since built upon the aforementioned discussion, none of our exchanges have been quite as colorful as the one we shared yesterday evening.

The Context:

It must be a first born thing because when Judah, our second son, sees the twins in trouble – his eyes sparkle. But Jaden’s different. If the twins do something that warrants discipline, Jaden takes this extremely personal. In firing off 10 reasons why Janna and I have grossly misread the situation, he becomes their immediate advocate. Comparatively, Judah just smiles.

The Conversation:

Last night after dinner, Josiah and I were about to go have a “talk”;
Carrier code for age appropriate discipline.
On cue, Jaden spoke
but his argumentation had a uniquely theological twist.
But daddy, I thought Jesus took all of our spankings?
Brilliant, for if Jesus took all our spankings on the cross
then Josiah must be expunged of all culpability.
I was caught off guard and he knew it.
While dealing with Josiah on the spot,
I just smiled at Jaden and politely nodded.

Everyone was in bed as I sat down to write. Jesus did take all of our punishment. The full extent of God’s righteous wrath was to be poured out upon me but Jesus became the propitiation (I John 2:2). Not only did He absorbed every ounce of God’s anger, but Christ invested me with the full extent of His own righteousness (2 Cor 5:21). Accordingly Paul states the following, “there is no therefore no more condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus…” (Rom 8:1). In a strong sense, I guess Jaden was right.

Neither Athanasius, Augustine, nor Calvin
could have said it any better.

These are very familiar passages, but my son gave me reason to stop and consider the radical nature of God’s grace. Jesus died for His brothers and sisters. In doing so, he died for me. May our convictions be settled – Christ has provided the once for all substitution by which mankind enters into communion with our Father.


Let this truth anchor our hearts and breath hope into our souls.
May our children continue to grasp the principles of life
and may we be found faithful stewards of His glorious grace.

Grace and Peace

Friday, April 24, 2009

Freed to Believe

What little I know about were I’ve been…
The day after pancakes I began to fast:

No breakfast,
Check.
Resist urge to snack,
Check.
God, heal Josiah’s head,
Check.
I’m starved.
What time is it?
Exactly how long did I say this would last?
Cause his bone to grow,
Check….

In our journey with Josiah, I’ve recognized that it is entirely possible to practice both deprivation and devoted prayer without being mindful of either the Spirit’s rhythm or my own sense of faith. Void of divine leading, my initial fasting lacked any supernatural empowerment. I felt aimless and my prayers lacked boldness. There was a previous season when this level of fasting and prayer felt constructive, but this time it all felt odd. In the past, ample reward was attained through checking off my spiritual “to do” list. In effect, I felt good about my piety.

Frustrated, I continued to fast and pray not necessarily for Josiah to be healed but for God to show me His plan. There was a desperate desire to fast and pray under divine leadership. The overall heart of my request became “how do you want me to pray?” After days of asking, I felt encouraged one morning to begin praying for complete healing. There was joy in the fast. There was renewed boldness in the prayers. There was eagerness because it felt as if God had let me in on something.

As we drove to our appointment, I knew there was good news. To be sure, there was. Instead of the projected deterioration, the bone that had been brittle had begun to solidify. Every area surrounding the hole had regained strength. I believe that I was led to pray toward His will, that I was able to partake in the Divine Plan. Again, the primary intent of fasting is not simply abstinence from food. It is an ongoing interaction between the finite and the Infinite. A fast toward healing assumes a posture of dependence and submission; we are freed to follow and freed to believe.

Our faith matters unto God; belief that He will lead, belief that He is able, and belief in His purposes. We honor Him by our faith in His power and grace. For a moment, consider what you feel to be the boldest prayer you're currently praying. To what extent do you believe God can and will answer? [1]


For me, often times the attitudes behind my prayers expose latent feelings of doubt and fear, attitudes that are enslaved by the "here and now." In essence, "there's no way this can happen, God obviously hasn't moved so I've got to improvise". At times attitudes of bitterness surface, "God I know you can, but I doubt you will." In fasting and praying for specific situations we are seeking to purge our faith of the dross that often colors our deepest attitudes toward God.

In closing there is much to the phrase "what little I know about where I’ve been". In working the last several months out on paper, I’m processing most of this as I go. Certainly the interplay of prayer, healing, and fasting are anything but a science and I readily admit that there is a certain element of inherent mystery. This said, thank God for His healing graces and may our hearts be warmed to the God who heals all our infirmities (Psalm 103).

Grace and Peace.

_________

[1] Some have asked, "why fast and pray?" If God is going to lead where He will, why concern ourselves with fasting, faith, and prayer. On so many levels I appreciate the weight of this question and certainly some offer more exciting answers than I. They stress that in fasting and prayer we unequivocally move the hand of God, etc. And while I greatly appreciate the urgency these friends often exhibit in their spiritual practices, I find their theological framework consistently neglecting central themes of Scripture. As such, I cannot follow them into their more anthrocentic approaches to Christian living, etc.

My answer to this question: we fast and pray for the same reason the woman dances. Though she’s not ultimately in control, she can still enjoy the journey by being an active participant within the dance. She is not a lifeless partner void of expression, as such I fast and pray in order to sense the privilege of being led. I fast and pray, because faith honors God. I’m listening for His leading while boldly claiming His power to fulfill my deepest desire. I’m craving His purposes, while exercising bold faith and intimately sharing my heart.

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Freed to Follow

Remember Bill Murray in Groundhog Day?
The guy’s stuck repeating the same exact day over and over.
When we sign up for dance class, it’s repeatedly February 2nd.
Nothing ever changes.

We go. We learn.
Alone, I do ok. When coupled, it’s altogether different.
I’m told the male must lead,
but to lead is to know something
about what you’re doing and where you’re going.
We go home. I practice, she doesn’t.
Wanting to impress her, I practice more.
Behind closed doors, in the kitchen, even in the shower.
We return. Paired with the instructor, she graces the floor;
when with me, not so much.

Of course, she’s to blame.
If she weren’t so stunning,
I might be able focus, maybe even lead.
Though she laughs, I don’t think she buys it.

I haven’t asked, but I’m sure my wife would enjoy dancing with someone who could actually lead. A skilled leader can make all the difference in the world. Make no mistake; if the guide is inept the woman’s experience will be qualitatively different.

With whom do we dance?
Is He any good at leading?


Herein is one privilege of living faith: we are led by His hand. In turn, I would suggest that the quality of fasting hinges upon our ability to sense and follow divine leading. Without leading, purposelessness is fostered; our susceptibility to self-righteousness and vain repetition is increased. Without interpersonal dialogue with God, we make it through the fast thinking, “is this it, what now?”

In fasting we grow increasingly receptive to His governing hand, the hand that orders and inspires specific prayers. Whatever the situation may be, healing or otherwise, there must be a sense where we seek to hear before we are heard. From this posture, we will often be led into greater clarity as we begin to sense the divine rhythm that dictates the various situations we encounter. Consider these verses as each deal with the idea of being led:

“Three times I pleaded with the Lord about this, that it should leave me. But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.”

“…having been forbidden by the Holy Spirit to speak the word in Asia…they were trying to go into Bithynia and the Spirit of Jesus did not permit them. Having come down to Troas a vision appeared to Paul in the night: a certain man of Macedonia was standing and appealing to him, “Come help us.”

“My Father, if this cannot pass away unless I drink it, Thy will be done.”

“(elders) Do not lay hands upon anyone to hastily and thus share responsibility for the sins of others.”
In summarizing the aforementioned passages I’d use the word ‘sensitivity’. Each highlights the matter of being sensitive to God’s movement, of being led by God’s hand into the Divine Will. And while the selected texts do not directly mention fasting, they certainly capture the primary principle intended by the fast: increased awareness to God’s governing hand.
[1]

What can we expect? Expect freedom to follow wherever He may lead. Through traditional and creative means, expect divine impressions. Be attuned, accustomed to actually hearing from God. Is He leading you to fast and pray for a particular healing? Are you prepared to follow? Do we actually think God may in fact reveal His will within a particular situation?


Our spiritual vitality hinges upon our ability to listen for God's leading. Within the various contexts of life, can we be characterized as attentive listeners? Do people experience you as one who consistenly demonstrate the quliaties of a good listener?

If sitting with His silence, continue to be attentive while praying fervently for the situation. Unlike Job, don’t grow blind by entitlement. Allow fasting to heighten your sensitivity, embolden your faith, and energize your prayers. Envision yourself before the throne of grace, an heir sharing concerns and allowing your deepest desires to be shaped by His grace. And whatever the course, be comforted by His love knowing your efforts will be blessed.[2]

Grace and Peace
____________

[1] In his prayer for healing Paul experienced divine leading (2 Corinthians 12). When considering the context for apostolic ministry, divine leading (Acts 16). Jesus while knowing His predetermined course actively submitted to divine leading (Matthew 26:36). Similarly, Paul exhorts the elders to wait for the Spirit’s leading lest they pray carelessly (I Timothy 5:22). Again, Paul calls all believers to pray in step with the Spirit’s movements (Ephesians 6:18).

[2] My intent was not to offer an exhaustive dissertation on the issue of situational fasts; the goal was simply to take the events of the last 14 months and begin putting them into a coherent account. I do realize that there are many competing voices concerning this issue, I’m certain I’ve left out ideas or passages that may enhance or challenge certain aspects of my writings. Certainly, there are circles within Christendom that shudder at the notion of God’s “creative means” within revelation; others cringe at the idea of listening for His Will before speaking our own. And while my ongoing dialogue with the various subcultures will continue, I’ll say this with conviction: the spectrum is replete with misunderstanding, caricatures, and proof texts. Some expect silence from God because that’s all they’ve ever sought. In their faithlessness and sloth, they remain locked behind theological constructs that were intended for freedom unto faith. Some ignorantly make bold declarations without giving thought to the deeper blessings of persecution and suffering. Some surrender divine power; others are under delusion by it. Some wait longingly for the kingdom to come, others act as if it were here in entirety. But no matter, may His grace continue to sustain and shape us from glory to glory and as always feel free to email or post insights, questions, or meaningful passages.