A few years ago I helped transport my husband’s granddaughters to and from Vacation Bible School. Each afternoon I picked them up, dropped them at the church, then returned a few hours later to collect the girls and all their trinkets (pens and pencils, key chains, balloons, and bookmarks are synonymous with VBS) and delivered them to their mother.
Now every family has at least one child who needs to be reminded of what to do once she leaves the car. In this case, the youngest granddaughter needed explicit directions for what belonged in her house (sweatshirt, shoes, goodie bag, craft project) and what belonged in my car (nothing). She pulled on her shoes, tossed her sweatshirt into her goodie bag and ran toward the house.
"Hey,” I called after her. “Don’t forget your craft.”
“You can bring it,” she replied.
“No. You carried it to the car; you can get it to the house.”
“You can have it,” she called, pulling the screen door behind her.
Being rather stubborn myself, the craft remained in my car. She’ll miss it, I thought. I’ll return it when she asks for it.
Well, that was three years ago. Today that craft project hangs on the bulletin board next to my desk. One-and-a-half paper plates inverted, glued together and painted green, two eyes fixed to the top and four legs attached to the bottom. Daily, it serves to prompt my only true function for the day.
It’s my reminder to F-R-O-G—to Fully Rely On God.
This cute paper frog came into my life at a time I really needed his prompting. I had been struggling with God’s call on my life—a call to pastoral ministry. Was it really something I could do?
I felt pretty confident of the preaching and teaching roles. And the pastoral care—visiting and counseling—that was something that particularly suited me.
But my call seemed to speak specifically to outreach—gathering people to the safety and nurture of the church. Could I risk rejection to become an inviter?
And the administration...meetings and paperwork and keeping a budget in line. Could I handle the managerial aspects of running a church?
Solomon faced a similar dilemma when, at age 20, he was anointed to serve as king of Israel. Having received little mentoring or instruction from his faithful father David, Solomon earnestly sought help from God. He led the military officials and judges and heads of families to the place of worship. A thousand offerings were placed one after another on the holy bronze altar. Solomon waited in the quiet of the night. God appeared and asked what he wanted.
Solomon’s simple request was for wisdom to lead the tumultuous nation. He understood that he lacked experience. He acknowledged that he didn’t know how to lead. He recognized that his own natural inclinations were insufficient to guide the nation. With sincere humility, Solomon asked God for the understanding heart to judge, to discern between good and evil (1 Kings 3:9). Solomon Fully Relied on God to supply the wisdom to rule God’s people.
The frog on my bulletin board reminds me that I don’t have to rely on my training, experience, or even natural talent in order to do the work God has called me to do. There are many things I can’t do on my own. The frog reminds me that I’m not expected to do them on my own. I am, however, expected to F-R-O-G, to trust that He will supply what is needed…for me…and for the church He’s given me to lead.
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Friday, July 17, 2009
PIONEER COLUMN (July '09) - Letting go
A few years ago my pastor preached a sermon on unabashed, uninhibited, totally abandoned worship. The kind of worship that displays devotion to God with no regard for pride or embarrassment. The kind of worship that’s a heartfelt expression, setting aside all concern for keeping up appearances.
Pastor was teaching the story of David bringing the Ark of the Covenant to rest in Jerusalem. 2 Samuel describes a festive occasion—cheering crowds, the sounding of the trumpets, and dancing in the streets. In fact, King David himself danced before the Lord, “with all his might” (2 Samuel 6:14). David left his regal demeanor and attire behind. He danced with zealous excitement that gave homage—respect, reverence—to God.
Respect? Reverence? A king and mighty warrior dressed in a simple tunic, an under garment, dancing through the streets as an act of reverence?
The passage moved our pastor to one of those humbling comparison points: would I be able to cast aside my inhibitions to worship God so freely? He admitted he wasn’t sure he could. Far from being a reserved man, the prospect of being so transparent as to dance in his underwear—even before the Lord—struck him as difficult.
Most people don’t remember this self-admission. It’s the outrageousness that sticks in their memories. Years later people still remark, “You’re not going to dance in your underwear, are you Pastor?” Because dancing for God with all your might, dressed only in your underwear is not reverent. It’s just ridiculous.
And that’s how David’s wife, Michal, saw things. Her sarcastic quip, “How the king distinguished himself today!” (2 Samuel 6:20) revealed that her husband’s display was simply low-class.
We tend to look at homage to God—reverence—as a somber experience. It calls for quiet, stillness, our most reserved self. Yet this reverence at times holds us back, keeps us from giving God the best we have. We control the behavior instead of letting our spirits speak to God.
David’s dance speaks of joy and thankfulness for the return of the ark—the container holding the Ten Commandments, and to the ancient Israelites, the representation of the very presence of God. David’s attire speaks of humility, perhaps even penitence. See, the first venture to bring the ark to Jerusalem was anything but reverent.
Somewhere in the history of God’s people the sacred and mysterious instructions for transporting the holy objects were lost. God had detailed the proper procedure for traveling with the ark. Two gold-plated poles were inserted into four gold rings attached at each side of the box. The poles were lifted, and the ark rose above the shoulders of the carriers. The traveling Israelites processed behind at a distance of about half a mile. Though the ark was out of their sight lines, the people stepped out. By day or night, God remained with them as a pillar of cloud or fire, showing the way.
The first attempt to move the ark was little more than corporate relocation. The moving company pulled up, hoisted the ark to a cart, hitched the cart to a team of oxen, and hit the road with two men leading the way. It was an efficient and expedient operation, but it wasn’t reverent. God was not honored and He canceled the move.
In time, David tried again…with four priests serving as ark bearers. And when they had taken only six steps, the procession came to a halt and the company offered sacrifice to the Lord. They had it right—they were giving God the honor He deserved. And it was cause for unrestrained, jubilant worship all the way to the city of Jerusalem.
Reverence is the response to the sanctity and mystery of God. Sometimes that response is quiet humility. Sometimes it is singing. Or fasting. Or feeding the hungry and visiting the sick. Or reflecting on His word. Or dancing—even dancing before Him in your underwear.
Pastor was teaching the story of David bringing the Ark of the Covenant to rest in Jerusalem. 2 Samuel describes a festive occasion—cheering crowds, the sounding of the trumpets, and dancing in the streets. In fact, King David himself danced before the Lord, “with all his might” (2 Samuel 6:14). David left his regal demeanor and attire behind. He danced with zealous excitement that gave homage—respect, reverence—to God.
Respect? Reverence? A king and mighty warrior dressed in a simple tunic, an under garment, dancing through the streets as an act of reverence?
The passage moved our pastor to one of those humbling comparison points: would I be able to cast aside my inhibitions to worship God so freely? He admitted he wasn’t sure he could. Far from being a reserved man, the prospect of being so transparent as to dance in his underwear—even before the Lord—struck him as difficult.
Most people don’t remember this self-admission. It’s the outrageousness that sticks in their memories. Years later people still remark, “You’re not going to dance in your underwear, are you Pastor?” Because dancing for God with all your might, dressed only in your underwear is not reverent. It’s just ridiculous.
And that’s how David’s wife, Michal, saw things. Her sarcastic quip, “How the king distinguished himself today!” (2 Samuel 6:20) revealed that her husband’s display was simply low-class.
We tend to look at homage to God—reverence—as a somber experience. It calls for quiet, stillness, our most reserved self. Yet this reverence at times holds us back, keeps us from giving God the best we have. We control the behavior instead of letting our spirits speak to God.
David’s dance speaks of joy and thankfulness for the return of the ark—the container holding the Ten Commandments, and to the ancient Israelites, the representation of the very presence of God. David’s attire speaks of humility, perhaps even penitence. See, the first venture to bring the ark to Jerusalem was anything but reverent.
Somewhere in the history of God’s people the sacred and mysterious instructions for transporting the holy objects were lost. God had detailed the proper procedure for traveling with the ark. Two gold-plated poles were inserted into four gold rings attached at each side of the box. The poles were lifted, and the ark rose above the shoulders of the carriers. The traveling Israelites processed behind at a distance of about half a mile. Though the ark was out of their sight lines, the people stepped out. By day or night, God remained with them as a pillar of cloud or fire, showing the way.
The first attempt to move the ark was little more than corporate relocation. The moving company pulled up, hoisted the ark to a cart, hitched the cart to a team of oxen, and hit the road with two men leading the way. It was an efficient and expedient operation, but it wasn’t reverent. God was not honored and He canceled the move.
In time, David tried again…with four priests serving as ark bearers. And when they had taken only six steps, the procession came to a halt and the company offered sacrifice to the Lord. They had it right—they were giving God the honor He deserved. And it was cause for unrestrained, jubilant worship all the way to the city of Jerusalem.
Reverence is the response to the sanctity and mystery of God. Sometimes that response is quiet humility. Sometimes it is singing. Or fasting. Or feeding the hungry and visiting the sick. Or reflecting on His word. Or dancing—even dancing before Him in your underwear.
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
PIONEER COLUMN (June 09) - Everyone Act Medium
The children gathered inside their rough shelter. Though slapped together with scrap lumber and plywood, their clubhouse was a tight and sturdy structure. And comfortable, too, thanks to the carpet remnants covering the dirt floor. The clubhouse served them well as the site for games, sharing secrets, and just plain hiding out.
It was during a time of quiet hiding that the idea of official rules was proposed. They were a club, after all. An organization with a purpose. Rules were expected. So after short deliberation, the club established three comprehensive rules:
1) Nobody act big.
2) Nobody act small.
3) Everybody act medium.
Everybody act medium. Isn’t that great? Big. Small. Medium. Isn’t that just like kids? Wisdom we could all adopt for our “clubs.”
Because we know people who act big—people who focus the attention on themselves. They brag. They correct. They cop an attitude. They want to win you over. Most often, people who use bravado are convinced you will like them—will want to be with them, and be like them—once you understand how smart or strong or talented they are.
But the sad fact is, these are the people you want to see fail.
God knows this is our human reaction. So He warns, Let someone else praise you, not your own mouth—a stranger, not your own lips (Proverbs 27:2 NLT). That’s acting medium…letting someone else praise you.
Acting small—thinking you’re not good enough—should also be banned in our clubs. Small act-ers make excuses that keep them from becoming the people God intended them to be. They say, “But I’m not pretty enough/smart enough/talented enough” or “I don’t have the right name in this town.” They stay small with their excuses.
And sometimes misinterpretation of Scripture leads people to act small. Jesus often warned about the dangers of self-promotion. In Luke 14:11 He said, All who make themselves great will be made humble, but all who make themselves humble will be made great.
A person might take to heart just a small part of the verse, make themselves humble, and put on a cover of wretchedness in order to be humble. But no one is unworthy to God. Taking an attitude of not being good enough dishonors our Creator.
The Scripture is also misinterpreted when it is manipulated. When a person claims all who make themselves humble will be made great as a promise for this world, humility is misused. This person is seeking the recognition of man. When you consider God has something far greater for us, that is acting pretty small. God wants to be the One who makes you great. That’s acting medium…letting God give your humble work recognition.
God calls us to be medium people: Don’t be selfish; don’t try to impress others. Be humble, thinking of others as better than yourselves (Philippians 2:3 – 4 NLT).
So, what does it take to be a medium person? Three things:
1) Be yourself. Be the person God made you to be (if you don’t know, ask Him). Be genuine; be sincere. Don’t be a phony. Be transparent and willing to take risks. Are you shy? Take a risk and introduce yourself to others. Do you cry easily? Let people see your tears. Are you having a hard time? Share it with someone. Let someone help you carry the burden.
2) Be willing to be less of yourself. If you have outstanding talent, step aside. Let someone else have the glory. And then be their greatest cheerleader.
3) Be willing to be more of yourself...in Christ. Let more of Jesus shine through you. What would that look like? It would be an aura of patience and kindness, but not jealousy or boasting or pride or rudeness. It would allow others to have their way. It would not be irritable and would not keep tally of wrongs. It would not celebrate injustice, but rejoice when truth triumphs. It would never give up, never lose faith, would always be hopeful. It would endure through every circumstance (1 Corinthians 13:4 – 7 paraphrase). Being more of yourself in Christ is letting the love of Jesus shine through.
It was during a time of quiet hiding that the idea of official rules was proposed. They were a club, after all. An organization with a purpose. Rules were expected. So after short deliberation, the club established three comprehensive rules:
1) Nobody act big.
2) Nobody act small.
3) Everybody act medium.
Everybody act medium. Isn’t that great? Big. Small. Medium. Isn’t that just like kids? Wisdom we could all adopt for our “clubs.”
Because we know people who act big—people who focus the attention on themselves. They brag. They correct. They cop an attitude. They want to win you over. Most often, people who use bravado are convinced you will like them—will want to be with them, and be like them—once you understand how smart or strong or talented they are.
But the sad fact is, these are the people you want to see fail.
God knows this is our human reaction. So He warns, Let someone else praise you, not your own mouth—a stranger, not your own lips (Proverbs 27:2 NLT). That’s acting medium…letting someone else praise you.
Acting small—thinking you’re not good enough—should also be banned in our clubs. Small act-ers make excuses that keep them from becoming the people God intended them to be. They say, “But I’m not pretty enough/smart enough/talented enough” or “I don’t have the right name in this town.” They stay small with their excuses.
And sometimes misinterpretation of Scripture leads people to act small. Jesus often warned about the dangers of self-promotion. In Luke 14:11 He said, All who make themselves great will be made humble, but all who make themselves humble will be made great.
A person might take to heart just a small part of the verse, make themselves humble, and put on a cover of wretchedness in order to be humble. But no one is unworthy to God. Taking an attitude of not being good enough dishonors our Creator.
The Scripture is also misinterpreted when it is manipulated. When a person claims all who make themselves humble will be made great as a promise for this world, humility is misused. This person is seeking the recognition of man. When you consider God has something far greater for us, that is acting pretty small. God wants to be the One who makes you great. That’s acting medium…letting God give your humble work recognition.
God calls us to be medium people: Don’t be selfish; don’t try to impress others. Be humble, thinking of others as better than yourselves (Philippians 2:3 – 4 NLT).
So, what does it take to be a medium person? Three things:
1) Be yourself. Be the person God made you to be (if you don’t know, ask Him). Be genuine; be sincere. Don’t be a phony. Be transparent and willing to take risks. Are you shy? Take a risk and introduce yourself to others. Do you cry easily? Let people see your tears. Are you having a hard time? Share it with someone. Let someone help you carry the burden.
2) Be willing to be less of yourself. If you have outstanding talent, step aside. Let someone else have the glory. And then be their greatest cheerleader.
3) Be willing to be more of yourself...in Christ. Let more of Jesus shine through you. What would that look like? It would be an aura of patience and kindness, but not jealousy or boasting or pride or rudeness. It would allow others to have their way. It would not be irritable and would not keep tally of wrongs. It would not celebrate injustice, but rejoice when truth triumphs. It would never give up, never lose faith, would always be hopeful. It would endure through every circumstance (1 Corinthians 13:4 – 7 paraphrase). Being more of yourself in Christ is letting the love of Jesus shine through.
PIONEER COLUMN (April 09) - A Story to Tell
It has all the elements of a top-rated soap opera: an extramarital affair, unplanned pregnancy, murder, remarriage. But this story doesn’t come from prime time television. This is the story of King David.
For months David lived with the secret of his affair with Bathsheba…months that cost him physically, emotionally, and spiritually. Unable to eat or keep food down, his body wasted away. Guilt can do that—it can steal the appetite or stir up the stomach. It left David with no energy. Keeping his secret took everything he had. Secrets require vigilance against betrayers. Trusting no one, suspicion drained David like the heaviness of summer heat.
But when confronted, David’s eyes opened. He recognized the affair as sin. David saw clearly that he had sinned against God. Against You, You only, I have sinned and done what is evil in Your sight -- Psalm 51:4. The affair affected many people—many had been hurt, some even died—but David’s sin was against God’s commands for holy living.
David mourned his transgressions. He was never away from them. He recognized the distance between him and God. He begged: Wash me, cleanse me, purify me, blot out my transgressions.
Then he asked for the one thing sorely missing in his life—joy. Restore to me the joy of Your salvation—Psalm 51:12. Until sin was made apparent, David hadn’t even realized the joy was AWOL.
Isn’t that the way it goes? There’s no joy in keeping a secret. We fear what could happen if it came out…we’d be ruined, abandoned, shamed. Yet living with the secret, protecting it, ever suspicious, watching our backs…there’s no joy or satisfaction in that kind of living.
With confession came forgiveness. And David rejoiced. He declared, Open my lips that my mouth may declare your praise. Then my tongue will joyfully sing of Your righteousness (verses 14, 15). This was no time to be silent. It was time to speak up with praise and joyful singing. It was time to tell of the good things of God. It was time to share what God had done: David had been delivered, washed clean, the sin erased. He was able to start anew.
Oh, the world needed to know. And so David promised, God, when they hear my story, they’ll know just how awesome you are.
When Mary and the other women went to the tomb that Sunday morning, they found…joy. They had lived through three days of unbelievable sorrow. They had seen their beloved Jesus nailed to a cross, suffocating as His lungs collapsed. The women looked up at the cross and their eyes were opened. Jesus became sin—their sin.
The next day, they mourned. They cried out to God. They begged for another chance, a do-over. To be restored to Jesus. To be clean and renewed, ready to give it another try, a better try.
And on Sunday, they found the empty tomb. Jesus’ body was gone. They were confused…till the angel let them know that Jesus was not in the grave. Tombs are for dead people and Jesus was alive.
Jesus was alive.
The women ran to tell the others—JESUS IS ALIVE.
Do you think they had joy?
We are nearly to the end of the time of self-denial called Lent. This season culminates with the events remembered this weekend. Today, we recall Jesus on that cross…high and lifted up…He who had no sin made to be sin for us. Tomorrow is a day of reflecting, crying out, asking for God’s mercy.
And Sunday is our day of joy restored.
What do you do when you have joy restored?
You share the Good News. Let others know the marvelous things that God has done. Open your lips. Let your tongue joyfully sing. Open your mouths to declare your praise. JESUS IS ALIVE.
For months David lived with the secret of his affair with Bathsheba…months that cost him physically, emotionally, and spiritually. Unable to eat or keep food down, his body wasted away. Guilt can do that—it can steal the appetite or stir up the stomach. It left David with no energy. Keeping his secret took everything he had. Secrets require vigilance against betrayers. Trusting no one, suspicion drained David like the heaviness of summer heat.
But when confronted, David’s eyes opened. He recognized the affair as sin. David saw clearly that he had sinned against God. Against You, You only, I have sinned and done what is evil in Your sight -- Psalm 51:4. The affair affected many people—many had been hurt, some even died—but David’s sin was against God’s commands for holy living.
David mourned his transgressions. He was never away from them. He recognized the distance between him and God. He begged: Wash me, cleanse me, purify me, blot out my transgressions.
Then he asked for the one thing sorely missing in his life—joy. Restore to me the joy of Your salvation—Psalm 51:12. Until sin was made apparent, David hadn’t even realized the joy was AWOL.
Isn’t that the way it goes? There’s no joy in keeping a secret. We fear what could happen if it came out…we’d be ruined, abandoned, shamed. Yet living with the secret, protecting it, ever suspicious, watching our backs…there’s no joy or satisfaction in that kind of living.
With confession came forgiveness. And David rejoiced. He declared, Open my lips that my mouth may declare your praise. Then my tongue will joyfully sing of Your righteousness (verses 14, 15). This was no time to be silent. It was time to speak up with praise and joyful singing. It was time to tell of the good things of God. It was time to share what God had done: David had been delivered, washed clean, the sin erased. He was able to start anew.
Oh, the world needed to know. And so David promised, God, when they hear my story, they’ll know just how awesome you are.
When Mary and the other women went to the tomb that Sunday morning, they found…joy. They had lived through three days of unbelievable sorrow. They had seen their beloved Jesus nailed to a cross, suffocating as His lungs collapsed. The women looked up at the cross and their eyes were opened. Jesus became sin—their sin.
The next day, they mourned. They cried out to God. They begged for another chance, a do-over. To be restored to Jesus. To be clean and renewed, ready to give it another try, a better try.
And on Sunday, they found the empty tomb. Jesus’ body was gone. They were confused…till the angel let them know that Jesus was not in the grave. Tombs are for dead people and Jesus was alive.
Jesus was alive.
The women ran to tell the others—JESUS IS ALIVE.
Do you think they had joy?
We are nearly to the end of the time of self-denial called Lent. This season culminates with the events remembered this weekend. Today, we recall Jesus on that cross…high and lifted up…He who had no sin made to be sin for us. Tomorrow is a day of reflecting, crying out, asking for God’s mercy.
And Sunday is our day of joy restored.
What do you do when you have joy restored?
You share the Good News. Let others know the marvelous things that God has done. Open your lips. Let your tongue joyfully sing. Open your mouths to declare your praise. JESUS IS ALIVE.
Friday, March 13, 2009
PIONEER COLUMN (March 2009): mwa, mwa, mwa
If you caught my husband’s most recent Pioneer column you met Diva, our 13-year-old Bichon Frise. Mike compared Diva’s adoration for us to the adoration we should have for our Master. Perhaps you were touched by Mike’s description of Diva lounging among our shoes or nesting in a jacket. She is adorable. And when I come home after a long day, it’s like she’s been fixed in place, just waiting for my return. How touching is that?
While Diva is a loving and faithful companion, the one thing Mike did not mention is that she’s not real smart. It’s OK…I’ll choose faithful and affectionate over intelligent any day. But sometimes I do wish she could figure out how to get the kibble from under the table without needing me to move the chairs around.
She doesn’t understand much of what I say to her. I don’t think it’s selective hearing…she’s just not very bright. She picks up certain words: “walk,” “outside,” and “go to bed.” Other than that, I’m sure my speech pretty much resembles that of Charlie Brown’s teacher’s: “mwa mwa mwa.” My lips are moving and something’s coming out, but to Diva it’s all gibberish.
To the people of ancient Corinth, much of what the Apostle Paul had to say was gibberish…nonsense. Paul came to the busy Greek trading city to share the gospel with the mostly Gentile population. He taught about the freedom of life in Christ—the Jewish Messiah who came to save the world. He preached about Jesus’ death on the cross and subsequent resurrection. He asked people to accept the Good News and experience the new life for themselves.
It was a difficult sell in a cosmopolitan city that celebrated Greek philosophy and a culture of “wisdom.” Though not a scholarly city, philosophers were plentiful—each with their own conclusions regarding the world’s problems. And into this enlightened society, Paul brought the word of the cross (1 Corinthians 1:18)—so much mwa, mwa, mwa. To people who celebrated the power and wisdom of gods such as Kratos and Athena, the God of Israel was insignificant. How could an Almighty God allow His Savior to die the death of the lower class? The Roman cross was reserved for criminals and slaves—not the Son of God. That was simply foolishness.
Some, however, heard Paul’s message and believed. It made no logical nor reasonable sense, yet they saw this weakest, most foolish moment as the moment God sacrificed for them. And this, of course, revealed God’s strength and wisdom. In allowing Himself to be seen as weak and foolish, He attracted intelligent but needy Corinthians.
God’s message of salvation through the cross remains so much mwa, mwa, mwa today. With our superior systems of knowledge and access to information, we do not accept what we cannot explain. And we cannot explain a God who allows war and hunger and the sexual exploitation of children. We cannot explain a God who allows suffering through cancer and AIDS. To call Him a loving God is simply foolishness…according to the world’s wisdom.
Yet, there are some who do believe. They believe God loved this world so much that He allowed His Son to die to save it. He allowed Himself to be weak, and Jesus offered no resistance when arrested. He permitted Himself to be foolish, and Jesus submitted to torture and death. It’s an outlandish story…but many believe it.
God is well pleased through the foolishness of the message to save those who believe (1 Corinthians 1:21). It really doesn’t matter whether we think God is foolish or weak. The truth is He saves those who believe. The evidence of His wisdom and power is displayed by their lives—renewed, restored, and changed lives. It pleases God when we break through the mwa, mwa, mwa and believe.
While Diva is a loving and faithful companion, the one thing Mike did not mention is that she’s not real smart. It’s OK…I’ll choose faithful and affectionate over intelligent any day. But sometimes I do wish she could figure out how to get the kibble from under the table without needing me to move the chairs around.
She doesn’t understand much of what I say to her. I don’t think it’s selective hearing…she’s just not very bright. She picks up certain words: “walk,” “outside,” and “go to bed.” Other than that, I’m sure my speech pretty much resembles that of Charlie Brown’s teacher’s: “mwa mwa mwa.” My lips are moving and something’s coming out, but to Diva it’s all gibberish.
To the people of ancient Corinth, much of what the Apostle Paul had to say was gibberish…nonsense. Paul came to the busy Greek trading city to share the gospel with the mostly Gentile population. He taught about the freedom of life in Christ—the Jewish Messiah who came to save the world. He preached about Jesus’ death on the cross and subsequent resurrection. He asked people to accept the Good News and experience the new life for themselves.
It was a difficult sell in a cosmopolitan city that celebrated Greek philosophy and a culture of “wisdom.” Though not a scholarly city, philosophers were plentiful—each with their own conclusions regarding the world’s problems. And into this enlightened society, Paul brought the word of the cross (1 Corinthians 1:18)—so much mwa, mwa, mwa. To people who celebrated the power and wisdom of gods such as Kratos and Athena, the God of Israel was insignificant. How could an Almighty God allow His Savior to die the death of the lower class? The Roman cross was reserved for criminals and slaves—not the Son of God. That was simply foolishness.
Some, however, heard Paul’s message and believed. It made no logical nor reasonable sense, yet they saw this weakest, most foolish moment as the moment God sacrificed for them. And this, of course, revealed God’s strength and wisdom. In allowing Himself to be seen as weak and foolish, He attracted intelligent but needy Corinthians.
God’s message of salvation through the cross remains so much mwa, mwa, mwa today. With our superior systems of knowledge and access to information, we do not accept what we cannot explain. And we cannot explain a God who allows war and hunger and the sexual exploitation of children. We cannot explain a God who allows suffering through cancer and AIDS. To call Him a loving God is simply foolishness…according to the world’s wisdom.
Yet, there are some who do believe. They believe God loved this world so much that He allowed His Son to die to save it. He allowed Himself to be weak, and Jesus offered no resistance when arrested. He permitted Himself to be foolish, and Jesus submitted to torture and death. It’s an outlandish story…but many believe it.
God is well pleased through the foolishness of the message to save those who believe (1 Corinthians 1:21). It really doesn’t matter whether we think God is foolish or weak. The truth is He saves those who believe. The evidence of His wisdom and power is displayed by their lives—renewed, restored, and changed lives. It pleases God when we break through the mwa, mwa, mwa and believe.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
IF I HAD A PULPIT: For Example
Adults make difficult students. They come to the classroom with busy schedules, conflicting obligations, and a great wealth of experience—sometimes of the subject being taught. Instructors have much working against them. Desire to learn isn’t always the motivation with adult students, so the last thing teachers need is a method that sabotages the learning process. Five strategies to avoid include:
1) Have minimal personal contact
2) Establish and maintain a passive mood in the classroom
3) Assume the class will apply what is taught. Don’t bother with examples.
4) Criticize
5) Make the students feel stupid for asking questions in class.
The many titles of Jesus include “Master,” “Rabbi,” and “Teacher.” Jesus came to teach about God’s Kingdom and to prepare the people for its coming. His primary audience was the working class of Israel—people hardened by life under foreign occupation and jaded by the religious leaders’ rhetoric. Ruling Pharisees had corrupted God’s Law by adding rules that they themselves could not keep. When Jesus came to the Israelites with the Good News of God’s Kingdom, the people were no doubt cynical.
Cynicism was counter to His message of hope, so Jesus got personal with them. He was face-to-face with His students, touching them, eating with them, crying over them. He encouraged questions and did not ridicule nor criticize.
Stories from the pages of their daily lives peppered Jesus’ lessons. Often in teaching the concepts of the Kingdom, Jesus provided a living example. In the synagogue, He freed a man of a demon. As the exorcism demonstrated, evil would be thrown out of God’s Kingdom. The end of sickness and death was shown when Jesus healed Simon’s mother-in-law from a raging fever. Later Jesus gave an object lesson on the benefits of cleansing.
While preaching in the province of Galilee, a leper found Jesus. The man fell to his knees and begged, “If You are willing, You can make me clean.” Oh, the faith. The leper believed in the Jesus’ Kingdom work. He had faith enough to believe that Jesus was able to cure his devastating disease.
The physical ruin was readily apparent, but Jesus also saw the desperation of the man at His feet. Compassion overcame Him. “I am willing,” He said reaching to touch the leper. “Be cleansed.” The disease vanished. The leper left the gathering free and clean (Mark 1:40 – 42).
Jesus came to teach and preach and heal. But He came to cleanse the world of sin. The leper asked for a healing, but he was saying, “I’m filthy. I’m defiled. I’m tainted. Make me pure. Make me clean. Make me new.”
The confession of a sinner.
In many ways, leprosy symbolizes the ravages of sin. It gradually erodes the body—first the skin, then muscle, then bone—all while life remains. The leper bears the effects of the disease. Sinners bear the scars of their actions. Persons affected with leprosy are separated from community as sinners are separated from commune with God.
When the leper cried out, “You can make me clean,” he was saying, “You can restore me to what I once was.” Jesus healed this man as an example of the eternal healing He came to do. For all who come to Him and say, “If You’re willing,” Jesus says, “I am willing.” For those who say, “I’m a mess. I am hopeless. My life is dark” Jesus says, “I am willing.” He longs to hear the cry, “You can put me back together. You can give me hope. You can clean me and restore me to what I should be.”
The healing of the leper was a real-time lesson on forgiveness of sin. Jesus transformed him from an outcast to a man embraced by society. Jesus heals the sinner and transforms him/her from a wretch to a child embraced by God.
Few students, however, grasped the lesson. It would be repeated over and over, but until the Resurrection, it remained unlearned.
Today, we have the benefit of knowing the whole story. We know Jesus’ mission and purpose for healing. We know what He did to fulfill that mission. Still, we may not understand what He has demonstrated before our eyes. All around we can see the evidence of His healing—broken people who now treasure their circumstances. Hopeless people now inspiring others to dream. Addicts in recovery, shattered marriages restored, convicts mentoring troubled youth. Have you learned the lesson? Have you trusted in the cleansing that comes when sin is forgiven?
1) Have minimal personal contact
2) Establish and maintain a passive mood in the classroom
3) Assume the class will apply what is taught. Don’t bother with examples.
4) Criticize
5) Make the students feel stupid for asking questions in class.
The many titles of Jesus include “Master,” “Rabbi,” and “Teacher.” Jesus came to teach about God’s Kingdom and to prepare the people for its coming. His primary audience was the working class of Israel—people hardened by life under foreign occupation and jaded by the religious leaders’ rhetoric. Ruling Pharisees had corrupted God’s Law by adding rules that they themselves could not keep. When Jesus came to the Israelites with the Good News of God’s Kingdom, the people were no doubt cynical.
Cynicism was counter to His message of hope, so Jesus got personal with them. He was face-to-face with His students, touching them, eating with them, crying over them. He encouraged questions and did not ridicule nor criticize.
Stories from the pages of their daily lives peppered Jesus’ lessons. Often in teaching the concepts of the Kingdom, Jesus provided a living example. In the synagogue, He freed a man of a demon. As the exorcism demonstrated, evil would be thrown out of God’s Kingdom. The end of sickness and death was shown when Jesus healed Simon’s mother-in-law from a raging fever. Later Jesus gave an object lesson on the benefits of cleansing.
While preaching in the province of Galilee, a leper found Jesus. The man fell to his knees and begged, “If You are willing, You can make me clean.” Oh, the faith. The leper believed in the Jesus’ Kingdom work. He had faith enough to believe that Jesus was able to cure his devastating disease.
The physical ruin was readily apparent, but Jesus also saw the desperation of the man at His feet. Compassion overcame Him. “I am willing,” He said reaching to touch the leper. “Be cleansed.” The disease vanished. The leper left the gathering free and clean (Mark 1:40 – 42).
Jesus came to teach and preach and heal. But He came to cleanse the world of sin. The leper asked for a healing, but he was saying, “I’m filthy. I’m defiled. I’m tainted. Make me pure. Make me clean. Make me new.”
The confession of a sinner.
In many ways, leprosy symbolizes the ravages of sin. It gradually erodes the body—first the skin, then muscle, then bone—all while life remains. The leper bears the effects of the disease. Sinners bear the scars of their actions. Persons affected with leprosy are separated from community as sinners are separated from commune with God.
When the leper cried out, “You can make me clean,” he was saying, “You can restore me to what I once was.” Jesus healed this man as an example of the eternal healing He came to do. For all who come to Him and say, “If You’re willing,” Jesus says, “I am willing.” For those who say, “I’m a mess. I am hopeless. My life is dark” Jesus says, “I am willing.” He longs to hear the cry, “You can put me back together. You can give me hope. You can clean me and restore me to what I should be.”
The healing of the leper was a real-time lesson on forgiveness of sin. Jesus transformed him from an outcast to a man embraced by society. Jesus heals the sinner and transforms him/her from a wretch to a child embraced by God.
Few students, however, grasped the lesson. It would be repeated over and over, but until the Resurrection, it remained unlearned.
Today, we have the benefit of knowing the whole story. We know Jesus’ mission and purpose for healing. We know what He did to fulfill that mission. Still, we may not understand what He has demonstrated before our eyes. All around we can see the evidence of His healing—broken people who now treasure their circumstances. Hopeless people now inspiring others to dream. Addicts in recovery, shattered marriages restored, convicts mentoring troubled youth. Have you learned the lesson? Have you trusted in the cleansing that comes when sin is forgiven?
Friday, February 13, 2009
PIONEER COLUMN (February 2009): Hide 'n Seek
The game has changed dramatically since I was a kid. It used to be you’d gather with a bunch of friends, appoint one of them to be IT, then scatter and hole up while he/she counted to 100. IT then set out to uncover the rest of us. We hid in trees, behind garages, under piles of leaves. If your hiding spot was discovered you ran to the safety of home, striving to reach it before IT tagged you and knocked you out of the game.
Well, 21st century technology has overhauled the simplicity of Hide ‘n Seek. The object now is to locate hidden treasures rather than hidden friends. High-tech equipment—a hand-held GPS device—is required to find the treasures as opposed to trusting basic instinct and give-away giggles. Even the game’s name has changed. This updated version goes by the ostentatious title geocaching: geo from geography and caching for the act of hiding something in a secret spot.
The plus side of this modern version is that the treasures will likely be found. Latitude and longitude coordinates are provided and entered into the GPS unit before the hunt begins. The hunter (AKA IT) simply follows the device’s arrow till the hidden treasures are uncovered. Diligent searching leads to discovery.
The way to acquire treasures—whatever they might be—is to seek them. And whether through use of the most advanced satellite science or the ancient practice of prayer, those who search for treasures find them.
The exiled Israelites learned that despite their sufferings, God could be found in Babylon. You will seek Me and find Me when you search for Me with all your heart. I will be found by you…(Jeremiah 29:13 – 14). Hundreds of years later the people anxiously looked for God’s Servant, the Messiah, to release them from captivity of foreign rule and an oppressive religious system.
The day Jesus launched His traveling ministry He left the crowds and admirers behind. He rose before sunrise and hiked to an isolated spot. There He spent the pre-dawn hours in prayer. The disciples woke and found Jesus missing. They mounted a search and, like skilled hunters, tracked Him down. It probably was a frantic hunt. A crush of sick and invalid and demon-possessed awaited Jesus’ return. Everyone is looking for You (Mark 1:37), the disciples informed Him.
Everyone is looking for you. How profound. Without realizing it, the disciples stated the urgency of Jesus’ mission. Their intent was to return Jesus to the waiting crowds for another day of healing and miracles. But Jesus had been in prayer for His ministry. He and the twelve were about to hit the road to share the Gospel because everyone was looking for Him. It was time for Him to be found.
The urgency remains today. All around us, people seek God. They ask, How could a loving God allow… or Where was God when… or even Why is God punishing me? They want answers. And God promises that when they search with all their heart, they will find Him. He’s not hiding. Jesus goes to meet the seekers where they are—hospitals, prisons, soup kitchens and shelters.
How can you help seekers around you? Be a disciple. Jesus is found in His followers as they feed the hungry, visit the imprisoned, shelter the homeless, stand against injustice, stand for the rights of the persecuted and disadvantaged, when they care for the least of society. Jesus makes Himself known when His disciples promote the Kingdom of God with their words and actions.
Well, 21st century technology has overhauled the simplicity of Hide ‘n Seek. The object now is to locate hidden treasures rather than hidden friends. High-tech equipment—a hand-held GPS device—is required to find the treasures as opposed to trusting basic instinct and give-away giggles. Even the game’s name has changed. This updated version goes by the ostentatious title geocaching: geo from geography and caching for the act of hiding something in a secret spot.
The plus side of this modern version is that the treasures will likely be found. Latitude and longitude coordinates are provided and entered into the GPS unit before the hunt begins. The hunter (AKA IT) simply follows the device’s arrow till the hidden treasures are uncovered. Diligent searching leads to discovery.
The way to acquire treasures—whatever they might be—is to seek them. And whether through use of the most advanced satellite science or the ancient practice of prayer, those who search for treasures find them.
The exiled Israelites learned that despite their sufferings, God could be found in Babylon. You will seek Me and find Me when you search for Me with all your heart. I will be found by you…(Jeremiah 29:13 – 14). Hundreds of years later the people anxiously looked for God’s Servant, the Messiah, to release them from captivity of foreign rule and an oppressive religious system.
The day Jesus launched His traveling ministry He left the crowds and admirers behind. He rose before sunrise and hiked to an isolated spot. There He spent the pre-dawn hours in prayer. The disciples woke and found Jesus missing. They mounted a search and, like skilled hunters, tracked Him down. It probably was a frantic hunt. A crush of sick and invalid and demon-possessed awaited Jesus’ return. Everyone is looking for You (Mark 1:37), the disciples informed Him.
Everyone is looking for you. How profound. Without realizing it, the disciples stated the urgency of Jesus’ mission. Their intent was to return Jesus to the waiting crowds for another day of healing and miracles. But Jesus had been in prayer for His ministry. He and the twelve were about to hit the road to share the Gospel because everyone was looking for Him. It was time for Him to be found.
The urgency remains today. All around us, people seek God. They ask, How could a loving God allow… or Where was God when… or even Why is God punishing me? They want answers. And God promises that when they search with all their heart, they will find Him. He’s not hiding. Jesus goes to meet the seekers where they are—hospitals, prisons, soup kitchens and shelters.
How can you help seekers around you? Be a disciple. Jesus is found in His followers as they feed the hungry, visit the imprisoned, shelter the homeless, stand against injustice, stand for the rights of the persecuted and disadvantaged, when they care for the least of society. Jesus makes Himself known when His disciples promote the Kingdom of God with their words and actions.
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