I Was Profiled

My dog and I were walking down our hill when I heard the lyrical sounds of the neighborhood ice cream truck.  Turkey in the Straw is one of the finest pieces of music ever composed. Much to my delight it was also coming down the hill.  I easily could have been one of the five unprepared young ladies in Jesus’ story but this evening I was fortunate.  I had my wallet with me.  Pulling it from my pocket I was ready for a goodie.  And then tragedy struck.  As I was raising my hand he swept past me, totally disregarding me as if I were just some balding old man who no longer cared for ice cream.  He never even looked in his rear view mirror.  I must have been taller than his usual customer.

 

I wonder how often we stereo-typically profile people, sometimes granting them more status than they merit or just the reverse.  Last week at a graduation in an affluent neighborhood I saw a tall elderly man standing as straight as an arrow.  He wore a very expensive looking suit with a white handkerchief protruding from the upper suit coat pocket.  His black French-toed shoes shone like glass.  His subdued red tie gave him an appearance of one who had wielded power.  Perhaps he still does.  Even though he appeared to be in his eighties he was still very much intimidating.  Wouldn’t I have been shocked to find out he was a retired college teacher?  College profs cultivate a frumpy look.

I wonder how many times I have written people off when it comes to sharing Jesus with them.  Underneath all the trappings of culture and class there often reside hungry souls just waiting for the Good News.

Written by Roger Bothwell on June 27, 2012

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Jesus Is Truth

Truth is not just a what but a who. Paul wrote, “I know in whom I have believed and He is able.”   In John 14:6 Jesus said, “I am . . . the truth.”  Jesus did not say, “I know the truth.”  Nor did He say, “I speak about or of the truth.” It is a struggle to grasp the sheer enormity of this.  He also said, “I have meat to eat that you know not of.”  John 4:32.  In John 14:10 Jesus said, “The Father dwells in me.”   Truth in Jesus is not some abstract philosophical idea for super intellects.  It is personal.  Where did the galaxies come from?  Hebrews 1 says, “. . . by whom He made all things.”  How is it that we are so beautifully complex?   Genesis 2 says, “. . . let us make man in our image.”   This is personal.  This is about a being and not something out of nothing.

When Jesus was with Pilate that terrible night, Pilate asked, “What is truth?”  He was looking at Him.  The things I think are true are so often different from the things you think are true.  Note I used the word “things.”  Jesus isn’t a thing.  He is personal.  Peter says in his second letter, “We didn’t follow cunningly devised fables. We saw with our eyes.”  John wrote, “We touched Him with our hands. We touched Glory.”   It doesn’t get much more personal than that.

Some of the best New Testament scholars in the world treat the story as if it were a historic tale.  They talk about Jesus.  When you listen you soon realize they know about Jesus.  But, they don’t know Jesus.  For them it isn’t personal.  For them it is not a “how grand.”

Written by Roger Bothwell on June 25, 2012

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The Seesaw

The children were having such a grand time.  They both weighed nearly the same so the seesaw was balanced just right.  As one went up and the other went down it dawned on me that this is the faulty formula many people practice hoping to succeed in life.  In order to rise they mistakenly think they must push others down. It is much like a presidential campaign.  Please don’t dare say anything good about your opponent lest you are perceived as being weak and endorsing them.

In reality when we disrespect another we disrespect ourselves.  We cannot fling mud and stay clean.  Rarely can we say something behind someone’s back that it does not eventually reach their ears.  Life and success does not have to be a seesaw.  As we lift others we also lift ourselves. The Golden Rule does work.  Jesus did know what He was talking about and He should.  He made us.  He is the master psychologist.  However, it is second nature for us to play the seesaw game.  This is where we need help.  When we catch ourselves indulging let’s lightly bite our tongues (we would be stupid to bite them hard) and back up and start our sentence again.

Paul tells us to be inventive in hospitality. (Romans 13:12 in The Message paraphrase.)  Let’s be inventive in saying nice things about others.  But we might object and say we shouldn’t lie.  But when we don’t say nice things we are lying because people aren’t as bad as we make them out to be.  Well, most people anyway.  There are a few sociopaths around, but not very many.  Most people are just like you and me.  They play the seesaw game.

Written by Roger Bothwell on June 22, 2013

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Balancing My Checkbook

I am the worst at balancing and reconciling my checkbook with the bank statement.  My addition mistakes, subtraction mistakes, transpositions of numbers and just forgetting to make entries have created an accounting nightmare.  My wife who is very meticulous gives me that sly smile and without her saying a word I know what she is thinking.  I am getting what I deserve.

Isn’t there a Bible text somewhere about blotting out?  If this were 1850 I could just spill my bottle of ink on my check registry and say, “Oops.”  Yes, there is such a text.  It is Psalms 51.   David has committed a horrible crime resulting in the death of one of his very own men.   After being confronted by Nathan, David prayed, “Hide thy face from my sins, and blot out all mine iniquities.  Create in me a clean heart, O God; and renew a right spirit within me.”

I love that prayer.  How many times have I prayed it with the assurance found in I John 1 that God says, “Absolutely, yes?”  The great part is God is delighted to do so.  There is no reluctance on His part.  There is no, “I will give him one more chance.”  Because of what Jesus did for us at Calvary God was able to enter the blotting business.  It’s a great business.  I would not be surprised to find out there is a sign above God’s throne that says, “Official Blotter – Just Ask.”

Recently someone said to me, “You do realize, don’t you, that basically you write the same thing each night.”  Yeah, I do.  The reason being I don’t know of anything better to write about.  Jesus loves, forgives us and saves us.  What else is there?

Written by Roger Bothwell on May 10, 2011

Spring of Life Ministry, PO Box 124, St. Helena, CA 94547

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I Am a Mean Man

I am a mean man.  What I mean is I am quite average. There is nothing special about me.  I once knew a mean man.  He was downright nasty.  He was my next door neighbor when I was a child.  I mean he wasn’t nice at all.  I have a friend with limited means.  It is difficult for him to pay his bills.  What I mean is I am mean and my neighbor was mean but we are very different.  He wasn’t mean because he was more than one standard deviation below the mean because of his meanness.  My friend without enough means is actually quite nice.

English was not the mother tongue for almost a third of my students this past semester.  It is no wonder they often did not understand my instructions.  English is not the easiest language in the world.  We laughed a lot as we tried to be patient with each other for often I did not understand them.

Right this moment God is listening to a million prayers in thousands of languages and He understands perfectly what each of us needs.  Unlike the world’s air traffic controllers who all need to speak English so a Russian pilot can land in France, heaven doesn’t need us to learn a special language.  God is so delighted to hear us any language will do.  One really grand thing about God is He listens to our hearts.  We don’t actually have to put our needs into the words of any language.

“The Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groans that words cannot express.”  Romans 8:26

Written by Roger Bothwell on May 18, 2011

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Singing in the Rain

It’s been raining here in New England for most of two weeks.  Needless to say we have a few puddles decorating our landscape.  Thankfully we are not like the folks along the Mississippi River or in tornado alley.  Our prayers are for them.   This has been a horrible spring they will never forget.

On a much lighter note I watched a robin this afternoon who has to be the Gene Kelly of the bird world.  He was bathing in a puddle and singing his heart out.  He was singing in the rain.  It looked like he was having a glorious feeling.  I found myself wanting to go and join him.  There is something infectious about joy.  When we hear a child laugh it is difficult to not at least smile. Happiness breeds happiness.  And of course the opposite is also true.  Maybe I enjoyed the robin so very much because I could not stop thinking about all the loss in the Midwest and the South.

So many prayers will ascend containing the word “Why.”  And the answer is because we live in a world where awful things happen to really good people.  As much as we want to believe it, the truth is being a Christian does not inoculate us from horror.  If it did we could win the world for Jesus in 24 hours, but it would be for  he wrong reason. It wouldn’t change hearts; only church membership.

So today I tried to divert my thoughts by watching a robin sing and dance in the rain.  If we try we can find some delightful things to brighten our days.  But since God is all-knowing I wonder if He ever has a good day.  Does the robin help even Him?

Written by Roger Bothwell on May 24, 2011

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My Birch Tree

We have a wonderful birch tree in full leaf right beside our bedroom window.  Biologists tell me it will, from now until October, provide all the oxygen my wife and I will need this year.  I like that tree.  During summer storms its leaves brush against the glass as if asking to come in out of the rain. Sometimes it creaks and groans like an old man with arthritis.  Ice on a January night bend it over and it will rattle against the sash reminding me how blessed I am to be inside.  Through the years it has become my friend and I worry about it and I hope it can endure all the weather that comes its way.

I also have human friends who nourish me.  Their care provides for my inner weather. When I am sunny they smile with me.  When I am troubled by some storm they listen and rarely argue.  They just allow me to talk.  Good friends are like that.  They know that often the best cheering up is to say nothing. They just listen until my storm subsides.

Life would be unbearable without friends.  To sit home alone and think only of one’s self creates a horrible downward spiral.  Psychologists say solitary confinement in a windowless prison cell is one of the worst punishments.  We are above all things social creatures, not made to be alone.  We need contact.  Of course the One who created us knows that.  That is why He promises to be available 24/7.  Just call.  He’s a great listener.  He is the best of friends and like my birch tree; He provides constant company and lots of oxygen.

Written by Roger Bothwell on May 15, 2011

Spring of Life Ministry, PO Box 124, St. Helena, CA 94574

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When God Doesn’t Like Me

I am fairly sure there are days God doesn’t like me.  I know He loves me but loving and liking are two very different things.  I officiated at a marriage several years ago where it was evident the couple didn’t like each other.  So why would they want to get married and why would I participate?  It was complicated as are most relationships but it was evident they loved each other.  I was hoping they would grow to like each other.  It didn’t work out.  I should not have been so hopeful.  Without the liking the love eroded away.

I don’t think Jesus much liked the religious establishment that governed Israel.  His comments in Matthew 23 are extremely harsh and certainly are not used for persons we like. Yet He sat outside the city on the Mount of Olives and wept over them. I think He liked the woman who bathed his feet with her tears.  He certainly came to her defense when she was criticized.  There must have been something special about Zaccheaus other than his height.  It was obvious that Jesus liked him.  Jesus invited Himself home for dinner.  Liking someone is wanting to spend time with them and desiring to get to know them better.

Have you ever met someone for the very first time and didn’t like them?  Sure you have.  We all have.  Usually it is because they remind us of someone else that we don’t like and the new person is cashing in our dislike of the other.  The days God doesn’t like me are the days when I am very much unlike what He wants me to be.  Hopefully those days are not coming as frequently as in the past.  That’s what it is all about.  It’s about growing.

Written by Roger Bothwell on May 25, 2011

Spring of Life Ministry, PO Box 124, St. Helena, CA 94574

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Life is About Loving

It was one of those days.  I was standing still and was sweating.  I could have turned on the air conditioner in the house but my wife says I’m cheap.  I prefer to call it frugal.  So we did the next best thing.  We got into the air-conditioned car and drove to the air-conditioned mall for a slice of pizza.

After the pizza and an hour of roaming two levels of stores I realized there was not one thing in Macy’s, Sears, Penny’s and all the other stores that I wanted or needed.  You could turn me loose with a hundred dollar bill and it would be safely returned to you an hour later.  This is a bit disturbing.  How can it be?  Is it because I already have everything a human could possibly need?  Could it be that I have grown old and products are designed for younger people’s tastes?  Could it be I think just about everything I saw was overpriced?  Could it be I am more than a bit put off by a super-consumptive culture?  Could it be that I think 90% of what is in that mall is not needed by anyone?  Probably the answer is a combination of all of the above.

When I was little heaven was described to me as a place full of things that would make me happy.  I loved Christmas because I would get things.  I used to watch The Price is Right because of all the things people won.   When we watch the people in some places in the world being so grateful just to be alive and have their loved ones and watch those who no longer have their loved ones, we understand life isn’t at all about things.  Life is about loving people and being loved.

Written by Roger Bothwell on May 31, 2011

Spring of Life Ministry, PO Box 124, St. Helena, CA 94574

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Things We Shouldn’t Know

There are things we see and learn that we really don’t want to know.  Many years ago when I was a pastor I pulled up alongside a car being driven by one of my church elders.  He was thoroughly enjoying a huge cigar; something on our no-no list.  Before he saw me see him I turned my head to the left as if concentrating on oncoming traffic. I didn’t want him to know I saw.  (There were times I would not have wanted him to see me.)  Recently my wife was reading the local police blotter in the newspaper and spotted the name of one of our students.  Ouch.  I wish she didn’t read that thing. Now I know something I didn’t want to know and I don’t want him to know I know. Or should I quietly and gently take him aside for a concerned man to man talk?  What is my responsibility to the school administration?  Do I need to tell them?  It could further complicate his life and jeopardize his education.  We have often heard that ignorance is bliss.  Often times it is.  Does knowledge obligate us to respond?

Adam and Eve were carefully and thoroughly instructed regarding the forbidden tree.  Lucifer via the serpent told them the truth when he told them if they ate the fruit they would learn things God didn’t want them to know.  They ate.  They learned all about death, loss, suffering, betrayal, selfishness and jealousy. While it is true that inquiring minds want to know there are many occasions when we should choose not to know.  I have on occasion felt sorry for God.  He knows all our dirt. How fortunate we are that He is willing and able to forget it should we only ask.

Written by Roger Bothwell on June 1, 2011

Spring of Life Ministry, PO Box 124, St. Helena,CA 94574

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