Author: Ian Bothwell

In the classic film A Man for All Seasons a young man asks Sir Thomas More for an honored position.  Sir Thomas tells him to “be a teacher.”  The young man objects.  If he becomes a teacher no one will ever think of him as a great man no matter how good he is in the classroom.  He asks who would know he was a great teacher.  Sir Thomas answered, “You will know. Your pupils, your friends.  God will know.  Not a bad public.”

Emily Dickinson once wrote, “I’m a nobody.  Are you nobody, too?”  For many people it is hard to be nobody.  The quiet life has a multitude of qualities but it does not satisfy the inner hunger to be important.  Each day we are bombarded with the names and faces of the famous.  We see supposed privileges that go with notoriety failing to think of the good things that are sacrificed when the light shines on someone.

For thirty year Jesus worked quietly in his woodworking shop.  Fame and publicity brought an end to His tranquility and filled not only His life with pain but also the lives of those who loved Him.  Ironically His fame came because He did become a teacher.

It is good to remind ourselves that doing a task well brings its own reward.  We will know and God will know and that is not a bad public.

Written by Roger Bothwell on January 30, 2001

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

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Jeremiah 1:5 is one of the Bible’s most intriguing verses.  It reads, “Before I formed you in the womb I knew you; before you were born I set you apart; I appointed you as a prophet to the nations.”  This verse is a part of God’s calling Jeremiah to be His prophet.

200,000,000 sperm begin the race to the egg waiting in the fallopian tube.  Only 50 will make it.  Only one will penetrate the egg’s protective outer layer.  Instantly a chemical process occurs locking out all other sperm.  The miracle of life is in process.  We are a combination of 46 chromosomes, twenty-three from each parent.  That union decides what we will look like along with a host of other pre decided characteristics.

God told Jeremiah he was known before he was formed.  There were 200,000,000 chances Jeremiah would have been someone other than himself.  God knew which sperm would fertilize which egg, all of which were formed before Jeremiah’s mother was born.  Is this all a bit amazing?  But then again since God designed the whole marvelous life process this foreknowledge of Jeremiah’s personhood should not be outstanding.  It is all in a day’s work for our omnipotent, omniscient God.

 There is one more thing.  It was not only Jeremiah who God knew prior to his formation.  He knew you, too.

 Written by Roger Bothwell on Feb. 8, 2001

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

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Today I drove by a turn I was supposed to make if I was going to end up at my planned destination.  I was deep in thought (a nice way to say I was daydreaming) when my wife’s voice broke into my consciousness and asked, “Where are you going?”  It would have been okay but it is happening more and more.  What is sad about this is we are not talking about driving in unfamiliar territory.  We are talking about being within 25 miles of home and I have lived here for over 20 years.  I need a navigator.

I am so happy Jesus called Himself “The Way.”  Making our way to God’s Kingdom should be fairly simple.  If we know Jesus we know “The Way.”  However, today when I missed my turn it wasn’t because I didn’t know the way to where I was going.  I knew.  I just got occupied.  Could it be that we can miss out on eternal life because even though we know the way we get preoccupied with life and don’t make the correct turns?

The “works” part of me.  The “I can do it” part of me.  The sermons I have listened to for most of my life want to me to respond with “Yes – we can be lost by not making the correct turns.”   But that smacks of me being driver and navigator and I don’t think that’s “The Gospel.”  I’m not sure we are lost because we make a few wrong turns.  God loves us so much He sends the Holy Spirit to be our guide (navigator).   When we get busy and forget He says, “Where are you going?”  And we wake up and then follow Jesus.

Written by Roger Bothwell on February 19, 2015

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

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She reminded me of a tiny Scarlet O’Hara descending a grand staircase in her all white two story colonial home of which the first floor is a large candy and ice cream store.

The elderly man at the cash register said, “She’s my granddaughter. She lives upstairs.”

He smiled when I said, “Can you imagine a little girl living in a candy shop. She must be in heaven.”

“She gets her share,” he said.

That must be like an astronomer living on a mountain top or a birdwatcher living in an aviary or a scholar living in a library or a vegetarian living in a tropical garden.

Our eccentric New England poet, Emily Dickinson, closes her famous poem “Some Keep the Sabbath by Going to Church” with the marvelous thought.  “So instead of getting to heaven at last – I’m going all along.”

Wouldn’t it be grand if that were so for all of us?  I’m sure it is God’s plan.  Heaven is not some pie in the sky idea for sometime in the future.  In John 5:24 Jesus said, “Very truly I tell you, whoever hears my word and believes him who sent me has eternal life and will not be judged but has crossed over from death to life.”   Please notice the tense.  It is a fiat accompli.  For those wise enough to accept His offer going to heaven will be a matter of changing address and getting a new picture on one’s driver’s license.

In John 10 Jesus promises us the abundant life.  Again this is not only in the future but now.  Once we grasp this marvelous concept we begin to live a life better than being a little girl living in a candy store.

Written by Roger Bothwell on February 18, 2015

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

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Vinyl records are making a comeback.  It seems that digital music lacks character because it doesn’t have the hiss and crackling sounds and people are missing the flavor of imperfection.  It’s hard to imagine that we miss the sound of the needle in the groove but once again the vinyl presses are working 24 hours a day as people snatch up the old technology.

So it got me to wondering if things can be too perfect.  If we take off all the warts and moles do we strip a person of his or her personality?   What does being perfect mean?  Will the heavenly version of Cindy Crawford be missing her characteristic mole above her left lip?  If so, how will we know her?  I know some twins whose only distinguishing identity mark is a mole.  Will it be gone?  Perhaps we get to choose which marks we want to keep.  Will I be as tall as some of my best friends?  I hope not.  I would not know them from eye to eye perspective.  I’m used to looking at their Adam’s apples.

In I Corinthians 15 when Paul speaks of this corruption putting on incorruption is he only referring to the death factor and we get to keep the other characteristics that make us us?  The corruption of our minds, our selfishness and our bigotries can go.  That will be great.  But hopefully the personality quirks, the lilt of the head, the raspy voice, the silly laugh will stay the same.  We just don’t need everything to be vanilla perfect.

Whatever it will be I know we will be thrilled.  I just don’t want us to be overly perfect.  That has the potential of being quite boring.

Written by Roger Bothwell on February 17, 2015

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I just finished watching an irate man spew venom at a lady in a CVS parking lot.  It seems she was blocking a parking space he wanted.  The sad part about this drama was there was both a car in front of her and a car behind her.   She could not move.  Finally he raged off to another spot and almost ran over another lady with a small child because he had lost control.

Rage, especially stupid rage, makes the rager look like the idiot he has reduced himself to be.     Paul wrote, “Let all bitterness and wrath and anger and clamor and slander be put away from you, along with all malice.  Be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, as God in Christ forgave you” (Eph 4:30-31).   But someone is sure to say, “Jesus got angry.”  One does not have to read any further in Mark than chapter three to read of Jesus becoming angry.  “ He looked around at them in anger and, deeply distressed at their stubborn hearts, said to the man, “Stretch out your hand.” He stretched it out, and his hand was completely restored.”  This is not the only account of Jesus being angry.  What is unique about each incident is why He was angry.  Most of us are angered because someone has taken something we want; real or imagined.  Each time Jesus’ ire is raised is because someone with power is abusing someone without power.  He was a champion of the weak.

This was so different from the idiot in the CVS parking lot.  The only person he was championing was himself and the product was a load of poison that surged through his own system.  The person he hurt the most was himself.

Written by Roger Bothwell on February 16, 2015

Spring of Life, PO Bo 124, St. Helena, CA 94574

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Snow had been falling steadily for seven hours and a foot of snow covered the ground.  The wind was pushing tiny crystals of ice into the tiniest of cracks.  Just before sundown a towhee along with a pair of cardinals and lots of juncos were stuffing themselves at a sheltered bird feeder.  They seemed to know it was going to be a long difficult night.

Towhees are not supposed to find themselves in this situation.  Had he stayed behind in the fall because of the birdfeeder?  Had he figured, “Why make the long journey?  There is plenty of food here.”  Where did the towhee spend the night?  Was he cold?  Was he sheltered?  In the morning after the storm had passed did he have access to food?   Had the owners of the birdfeeder remembered to clear the snow and refill the feeder?

In Luke 12 Jesus spoke of His father’s care for the birds.  In the same way our heavenly father makes sure we have access to our needs.  Storms come in life and when they pass God is still there.  He always was there.

Written by Roger Bothwell on February 9, 2001

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

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Some days are just “ordinary” sorts of days.  Actually though one person’s “ordinary” is another person’s “extraordinary.”  If we had to go to work in the morning and do what someone else ordinarily does that could be pretty extraordinary for us.  If you got to pilot a 747 airliner today it would probably be the “extraordinary” of a lifetime.  But for lots of people it is very ordinary to pilot several hundred people and a hundred tons of metal thousands of miles across the country at an altitude over five miles above the earth.

For those of us who were fortunate enough to grow up believing Jesus is our Savior, it is ordinary to live with the assurance of eternal life.  It is ordinary to know we are loved.  It is ordinary for us to know we have a purpose in life.  It is ordinary for us to know any setback we might have now will be rectified in the future.

For lots of people those wonderful things are not ordinary.

Written by Roger Bothwell on February 16, 2001

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

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She was walking down the grocery story aisle talking to no one in particular.  “I just hate spending my hard-earned money on food,” she muttered.  Now what do you suppose she wanted to spend her hard-earned money on?  Eating is rather important.  However, it is disconcerting to open the refrigerator door only to find the vegetables looking like hairy alien life forms about to attack if one opens the crisper drawer.  That once magnificent head of lettuce you spent your hard earned money on now looks like something from a horror movie.

Jesus once said, “Do not work for food that spoils, but for food that endures to eternal life, which the Son of Man will give you.”  John 6:27.

While Jesus did not have a refrigerator in which to keep vegetables, He was most likely familiar with much of our fare.  The coastline along eastern end of the Mediterranean Sea is credited with a large number of vegetables now grown in America—vegetables like asparagus, beets, broccoli, cabbage, cauliflower, celery, kale, lettuce, parsley, and rhubarb.

When Jesus tells us to seek food that does not spoil He could easily have had some of these veggies in mind.  But Jesus really wanted to emphasize the great importance of feeding our souls with nourishing invigorating food that stimulates intellectual and moral development.  These things never spoil.  We can lose our house, our car, or our bank accounts, but no one can ever take from us our education.  Jesus told us He came to give us an abundant life and the abundant life begins in one’s personhood.

Written by Roger Bothwell on Feb. 14, 2003

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

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I am sitting here looking at some pictures of outer space and feeling extremely insignificant. It seems that human efforts to see the end of the universe are destined to failure because the farther we see the more we see.  It just doesn’t stop.  I am most uncomfortable feeling the way I do.  My ego wants to be reassured that I am not just an accident in time and soon will not matter, that is assuming that I matter now.

I have a remedy for this feeling of inconsequentiality.   Ephesians 1 in the Message is the most splendid cure for my inferiority complex.  “How blessed is God! And what a blessing he is! He’s the Father of our Master, Jesus Christ, and takes us to the high places of blessing in him. Long before he laid down earth’s foundations, he had us in mind, had settled on us as the focus of his love, to be made whole and holy by his love. Long, long ago he decided to adopt us into his family through Jesus Christ. (What pleasure he took in planning this!)”

A billion earth years before there was an earth to tabulate our time God knew us!  He made provision for us to be part of His family.  The very idea flushes away my despondency and fills me with “He loves ME.  He wants ME!”  One of my students last evening told of being in several foster homes as a child.  Finally one day a family kept her.  Not only did they keep her they gave her their last name and a room of her own and a birthday party and best of all.  They gave her love.

Oh yes.  Oh yes.  This is the best.  We matter.

Written by Roger Bothwell on February 13, 2015

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

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