Because I was sitting on the platform in church this weekend I was able to carefully look at the faces of the assembled worshippers. I am so glad we are not like birds, where individuals within a species all look alike. (At least to me.) People are wonderfully unique. Starting with my wife who I think is stunningly perfect, my eyes roamed to a Latina behind her who was beautifully perfect. Beside her was a balding middle aged man looking perfect. Two rows back, there was an African American family with two of the most perfect children one could ever find. Mom and dad were also perfect.
How was it that so many perfect people were assembled in one place? Simple. We had just finished the worship service prayer where the suppliant requested God’s forgiveness for the congregation. God is so good. He is so pleased to grant us the merciful benefits of Jesus’ sacrifice. Jesus said in Luke 12:32, “Do not be afraid, little flock, for your Father has been pleased to give you the kingdom.” Our wish to be perfect is God’s command. Really! It is not arrogant to think that we should be able to command God to do something because in this one important issue it makes Him happy.
What I found to be so satisfying as I looked up and down the pews was the perfection of the assembled shone from the inside out. People glowed and when people glow they are beautiful. They didn’t need perfect cheekbones and perfectly white straight teeth. They had a perfection so much better. They were perfect in Jesus and it doesn’t get any better than that. Ever.
The National Geographic Travel Catalog
The postman brought us a National Geographic Expeditions catalog this morning. It is 142 pages of enticement. Now if only the postman would bring me the resources to utilize this colorful bait to travel the world. If you can name it there seems to be a trip designed to take you there. I would like to go to Cuba. If I go this March I can go for $7,595. Of course there is an additional $7,595 if I take my wife. Excuse me. I don’t want to buy Cuba. I just want to visit. The small print tells me it does not include airfare from Miami and back. That is an additional $600 a piece. Hey – the last time I looked it was only a 90 mile trip! The jet barely has time to put its flaps up.
I also happened to have another travel brochure. It’s called Ephesians. And the wonder is all travel is prepaid. Listen to this enticement. Paul was a master promoter. “God raised us up with Christ and seated us with him in the heavenly realms in Christ Jesus, in order that in the coming ages he might show the incomparable riches of his grace, expressed in his kindness to us in Christ Jesus.”
How about that? In John 14 Jesus told us He was going to His Father’s house to prepare places for us. And Paul tells us we are to be seated with Christ in heavenly realms. Now I understand that some people are stay-at-home types that don’t like to travel, but really this is just too grand to refuse. So come with me. Please. I’ll even tip the angels for you when they check your bags.
Life at Its Best
The human mind is amazing. We store all manner of events and conversations only to have them come flooding back with the right stimulus. This evening I noticed a full page Citicard advertisement in a magazine with the message, “You didn’t come this far to go somewhere else.” My mental floodgate opened to a conversation with a student a few years ago. Something very discouraging had happened to him and he told me he was giving up on God and Jesus and the church. He had been raised a Christian and I said to him, “You didn’t come this far to go somewhere else.”
Really bad things do happen along our ways and the last thing we want to happen is to allow ourselves to give up. Truthfully, life can be a slimy mess. It is not a bed of roses just because one is a Christian. But that does not mean Jesus doesn’t love you and that God doesn’t care. Giving up on the promises, no longer believing that Jesus is going to make it alright, deliberately choosing and changing one’s lifestyle to an inferior way of living, just doesn’t make sense. “You didn’t come this far to go somewhere else.”
Why would someone deliberately choose to begin harmful habits and abandon grace and the assurance that there is more to life than these few decades? Following Jesus and what He counsels and offers is a superior way of living. Dare I say, “One might give up on a religious organization, but that is totally different than giving up on Jesus. They are not one in the same.”
I vividly remember saying to my student, “Don’t go somewhere else. Being with Jesus is life at its best!”
The Reason We Worship
Psalm 119, the longest chapter in the Bible, is an ode to the glory of God’s law. Verse 1, “Blessed are those who walk according to God’s law.” Verse 99 – 103, “Your commands are always with me and make me wiser than my enemies. I have more insight than all my teachers, for I meditate on your statutes. I have more understanding than the elders, for I obey your precepts. I have kept my feet from every evil path so that I might obey your word. I have not departed from your laws, for you yourself have taught me. How sweet are your words to my taste, sweeter than honey to my mouth!”
So I was not surprised, when in church, to hear the worship leader welcome us and describe his church as a place where we believe in the Ten Commandments. If only he had added, “This is a place where Jesus is our Savior, Lord and King” or something like that. But, he did not. Jesus wasn’t mentioned.
There is no question that the law is a transcript of God’s character and sin is the transgression of that law. But the central focus of our worship is not, and should never be, a law. The central focus is a God full of grace, who sent us His only Son to perish at our hands, that we might be redeemed. The law is magnificent in knowledge and its protective wisdom guides us to a good life. But apart from the giver of that law, Jesus Christ, it cannot supply us with forgiveness when we transgress, neither can it give us eternal life.
I apologize if I am nitpicking. But I don’t think so. Jesus is what gives church and worship value.
A Winter Night in New England
Tonight I am watching my woods fill up with snow. My dog does not think it strange for me to stand here. And I have no promises to keep before I sleep. Sorry Robert Frost. I could not resist. But like Frost I am filled with awe at the rugged beauty of tree arms holding snow instead of leaves. Under the white blanket myriads of furred creatures sleep with their noses tucked in for a long winter’s nap. Chickadees, tufted titmice, juncos, gold finches, cardinals, blue jays and woodpeckers filled up in anticipation of a muffled night of softness. It’s a sweet thing to be tucked in on a New England night with the crackling of the fire and the shimmering shadows on wooden walls.
These are times when all I wish to do is thank all my friends for their care. My family for their love and my Jesus for His promises that not only will this never end but it will grow better as millennia pass. How can it be that it is so difficult to spread the Gospel? I am not only thinking about people whose lives are so busy they can’t pause to ponder the joys. But I am thinking of those who have grown up thinking they are Christians and yet still harbor doubts of their salvation.
The only conclusion I can come to is it is just too good to be true and we are told when something is too good to be true it isn’t true. But in this case it is all true. The Gift of God is eternal life. According to the dictionary a gift is “something given to somebody, usually on order to provide pleasure or to show gratitude.” Jesus said, “Fear not, little flock, for it is your Father’s good pleasure to give you the kingdom.” Luke 12:32
A Real Tomato
Have you ever looked at a tomato? I mean really look at a fully ripe, lush, shiny red tomato. Sitting in the sun it is a thing of beauty. When I was a boy someone told me in ancient times people thought tomatoes were poisonous. I wondered who was the first brave person who dared try one only to discover it wasn’t dangerous, or maybe someone tried to commit suicide by eating one and it didn’t work, or maybe they tried to use one as a means of capital punishment only to have the intended enjoy his last meal. They could always throw them at bad public speakers.
It’s marvelous that tomatoes grow from those tiny white seeds. One would never know what a tomato looks like by only looking at a tomato seed. Paul had this in mind when people asked him what we will look like after the resurrection. So he wrote the following in I Corinthians 15. “When you sow, you do not plant the body that will be, but just a seed, perhaps of wheat or of something else. But God gives it a body as he has determined, and to each kind of seed he gives its own body.”
So the answer to the question is Paul didn’t know and neither do we. What we do know is it will be splendid. “Just as we have borne the image of the earthly man, so shall we bear the image of the heavenly man.” Verse 49 In verse 51 Paul calls it a mystery. This is a mystery we all should love because it is about us, His redeemed. No wonder sometimes we refer to someone as a “real tomato.”
A Blast of Cold Air
I opened the door about five this morning to let my dog out and was smacked in the face by the most wonderful blast of cold air. It was marvelous, refreshing and invigorating. I know I should have been energy conscious and quickly closed the door to save household heat but I was prodigal. I held the door open and basked in the luxury of fresh air. Wow. It was terrific.
So easily we grow accustomed to the norm we don’t notice the norm itself is degrading. In this particular incident the air in the house had slowly grown stale. But that isn’t nearly as important as the concern that we become accustomed to the values and norms of the world around us. We all do it. J. B. Phillips in his paraphrase of Romans 12 says, “Don’t let the world around you squeeze you into its own mold, but let God re-mold your minds from within, so that you may prove in practice that the plan of God for you is good, meets all his demands and moves towards the goal of true maturity.”
It is so easy to grow lukewarm. All we have to do is nothing. It happens all by itself. Fortunately things happen to us, like a blast of cold air, and we are jarred into the reality of our state of being. Then it’s time to take action.
New Year’s is on our doorstep and we often make resolutions about doing better at certain things, like losing weight. That’s important for most of us. But more importantly is something we talked about yesterday – putting on and wearing “compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness, and patience.” Colossians 3. That’s a blast for everyone with which we come into contact.
Dress Like a King
Just hours after England’s three-year-old Prince George appeared at church for holiday services, the knee-length coat he was wearing was sold out. If you had been quick enough on the computer you too could have had your little boy dress like a prince for only $147.00.
Actually, we can do much better. All of us can dress like a king. Paul said, “Rather, clothe yourselves with the Lord Jesus Christ.” Romans 13:14. Apparently Paul liked this illustration because he used it in two of his other letters – once to the Colossians and once to the Galatians. Paul liked nice clothes for what could be nicer than, “Therefore, as the elect of God, holy and beloved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness, and patience.” Colossians 3:12
That’s a very chic wardrobe. You can go to the closet and say, “What shall I wear today? Compassion? Hum, I think today I will wear patience.” Well, that will not work. You don’t have to choose, you just wear them all and you will be the best dressed person in the world. You will be ripe for the cover of all or any fashion magazine because these are timeless classics that never go out of style.
Paul said to the Galatians, “For all of you who were baptized into Christ have clothed yourselves with Christ.” 3:27 It is exciting to think that we can wear the righteousness of Christ. All of the blunders, stupidity and deliberate acts will no longer matter because in Christ we are as perfect as He is perfect. I wish that meant we would no longer do all the blunders, stupidity and deliberate acts. It doesn’t. It means we are legally covered as long as we are committed to growing in Him.
The Savvy Shopper
I’m sitting here looking at an ad in GQ magazine for a thousand dollar pair of jeans. Both legs have frayed holes in them and they look like they have been tied to the back of a car and dragged twenty miles down a gravel road. Are people really that gullible? Surely one could get such a ragged pair of jeans in the throw away bin at the Salvation Army. It must be something akin to the Emperor’s clothes. If enough people say it’s cool and chic, someone will buy them.
But wait a minute. Couldn’t someone make a similar accusation against God? Jesus came and paid a horrendous price for us and what did He get? He paid for a bunch of losers. Thieves, boasters, prideful arrogant alcoholics, drug-addicted cruel self-seekers, liars and murderers are what He bought. I’m not so sure God is a savvy shopper. Honestly, He has lousy taste when it comes to His friends. Even His enemies picked up on that. They said, “When the scribes and Pharisees saw him eat with publicans and sinners, they said unto his disciples, how is it that he eats and drinks with publicans and sinners?” One of His closest friends was a woman of ill-repute. Why He would even eat with you and me! That’s getting pretty low.
Ah, but there is a difference. The thousand dollar pair of jeans will only continue to deteriorate, but all of us reprobates will change. Someday we will be everything He longs for us to be. Someday we will be so much like Him we will get confused and think we are seeing Him when we are seeing each other. So, just maybe, He really is a savvy shopper.
An Evening Prayer
They start the day after Thanksgiving. Radio stations devoted entirely to holiday music fill our lives with traditional sounds. There seem to be two kinds. The first kind play the Rudolf, Jingle Bells and Grandma Got Run Over by a Reindeer genre. The second kind lean toward the more sacred or the more classical. Sometimes I think I cannot bear another playing of Feliz Navidad. My apologies to my Spanish speaking friends. I really did like it the first 300 times. One of my favorite songs of the second kind is The Evening Prayer lullaby from Hansel and Gretel. It really doesn’t have a strong connection to Christmas but is often played during the holidays.
The lyrics are as follows, “When at night I go to sleep, fourteen angels watch do keep: two my head are guarding, two my feet are guiding, two are on my right hand, two are on my left hand, two who warmly cover, two who o’er me hover, two to whom ‘tis given to guide my steps to heaven.” I encourage you to listen to it on any one of many renditions on YouTube.com.
The assurance of God’s care and love for us is essential. Tonight I especially think of all the children of Aleppo, who, while not Christians, are just as loved by God as we. He knows their fears, hunger and pain. Just this week we sent $500 from Spring of Life to western Uganda where we received an urgent plea from a pastor who is protecting and trying to feed 23 refugees from tribal killings.
This world is not a fair place but our heavenly Father watches and cares and will someday make all things right. Christmas is to remind us of that Father who gave us His only Son to mend this broken world.