Roger Bothwell

In the last 24 hours I have received several responses to yesterday’s message regarding Fels-Naptha soap.  Most of them were about having had their parents use it to wash out their mouths because of lies and bad language.  No longer do I feel like I was abused.  My mother used Ivory soap.  It’s 99.44% pure.  Pure what?
 
Jesus is an interesting study in purity.  Hebrews 4:15 says, “ For we do not have a high priest who is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses, but one who in every respect has been tempted as we are, yet without sin.”  And yet we read of Him being angry.  “And when he had looked round about on them with anger, being grieved for the hardness of their hearts, he said unto the man, ‘Stretch forth your hand.’ And he stretched it out: and his hand was restored whole as the other.”
 
Obviously anger for the right reason is not sin.  Not to be angry would be allowing wrong to rule when righteous people do nothing. In Matthew 23 He lashed out at the religious leaders by calling them names.  In the following verses He is anything but being politically correct.  “Woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites!  You are like unto whitened sepulchers, which indeed appear beautiful outward, but are within full of dead men’s bones, and of all uncleanness. Even so ye also outwardly appear righteous unto men, but within ye are full of hypocrisy and iniquity.”
 
Jesus was purer than Ivory soap.  He was 100%.  But that did not mean He did not take action when He saw the poor and the powerless being abused by the 1% who had all the wealth and power.

I find it fascinating that I could have lived with something for all the time I can remember and know almost nothing about it.  Fels-Naptha is such a thing for me.  This afternoon I was in the laundry room and picked up a bar of such and was surprised to read that it was ideal for pre-treating stains.  It’s been around since 1893 and was formatted by Lazarus Fels.  Naptha is a petroleum product similar to gasoline, kerosene or a variety of things depending where you are in the world.  Obviously one should not use it for personal bathing.
 
As I held it I realized Jesus had pre-treated me for my stains.  Since the cross was 2000 years ago that does predate me by quite a bit.  God was ready to deal with my faults.  Actually God was ready even before the cross.  Psalm 51 written 1000 years before Calvary says, “Have mercy upon me, O God, according to your loving-kindness; According to the multitude of your tender mercies, blot out my transgressions. Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity, and cleanse me from my sin.”
 
Blots leave stains and so verse seven adds, “Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean; wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.”  This is better than blotting.  This is purging until no stain is left.  The end product here is looking like there was no sin, no stain, no blot and so forever after God will not treat us as forgiven.  It is better than that.  He will treat us as if we had never sinned at all.  We will always remember that we were redeemed.  But He will never rub it in.  We are stainless.

I embarrassed my son this weekend.  We stopped at his usual Starbucks and I ordered a medium hot chocolate.  I was informed by the guy at the cash register that they did not have anything medium.  I needed to order a Grande.  And the next time I needed to remember was the guy at the cash register was a barista. I thought this was America!  For a moment I wanted to be Steve Martin so I could properly say, “Well, excussseee me!”
 
As I sat waiting for my hot chocolate to cool enough so I could drink it without scalding off a layer of skin inside my mouth, I got to wondering about the difference between the words “forgive” and “excuse.”   What I discerned was “excuse” could imply one had an explanation for an offense making it appear more acceptable.  “Forgive” was to pardon or to release someone from punishment.  Therefore my sins cannot be excused but must be forgiven.  However, I might add my sins often occur because I have a sinful nature which is an explanation.  But, with God’s enlisted help I am not a slave to my sinful nature and can be an overcomer.
 
Jesus was an overcomer and so can we be.  “These things I have spoken to you, so that in Me you may have peace.  In the world you have tribulation, but take courage; I have overcome the world.”  John 16:23.   “Who is he that overcomes the world, but he that believeth that Jesus is the Son of God?”  I John 5:5
 
That is great news.
 
By the way.  How come a Starbucks Venti is bigger than a Grande, which means big, large or great?

There is a flat toad on the street in front of my home.  I checked our begonia basket to see if it is “our” toad.  All summer we have had a toad hide in our begonia basket each day.  In the evening it jumps out to forage for whatever.  It wasn’t in the basket this afternoon.  Could Mr. Flattoad be ours? 
 
I  am concerned and remembered something Jesus said about His Father and birds.  “Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? Yet not one of them will fall to the ground outside your Father’s care.”  Did God care about the toad?  Would He care about it more if it was “our” toad?  Does loving someone add value to them? 
 
Several years ago I had a graveside service for someone.  I mean “someone” because we did not know his name.  We were burying him in the anonymous section of the cemetery.  It was a very plain section off to the back edge of the cemetery. There were no flowers or shrubs, only numbers.  The only people there were the undertaker, me and two grave diggers waiting for me to finish.   Did he have less value because there wasn’t anyone there that cared?  You might ask, “Didn’t you care?”  Sorta.  I needed to because no one else did?   I wondered if he had a child or grandchildren somewhere?  Would they care if they knew?
 
If loving someone gives added value then he had a lot of value because the most important being in the universe cared.  Just in case you have ever wondered about your worth, just ask what price was paid for you.  For God so loved the world that He gave His only son for you.  Talk about added value.  You are something wonderful.

I talked to a man today who told me he was in the “Slow Leak Business.”  It seemed that I had a slow leak in my left rear tire, so I had gone to the “Slow Leak Man.”   Sure enough he told the truth.  Thirty minutes later my slow leak was no longer leaking and I was back on the road.  He found a nail.  I was patched.
 
As I drove away I realized I too am in the “Slow Leak Business.”  Five days a week I try to help patch the slow leaks that occur in people’s lives by writing about someone else who found nails.  He found four nails.  From the day we are born life slowly leaks away from us.  Every sunrise we are a day closer to being flat.   My prayer is by encouraging you to read about Him you will let Him patch you so you can continue the journey.  The patches are for the short haul.  Just like an old tire there comes a time when it cannot be patched anymore.  The tread is gone.
 
Now this is where the good part happens.  We have a road hazard warranty that has no mileage limits.  When the tire is worn out, He says, “Enough with the patches. I’m going to give you a whole new tire guaranteed never to show wear.  It will last forever.  “So when this corruptible has put on incorruption, and this mortal has put on immortality, then shall be brought to pass the saying that is written: ‘Death is swallowed up in victory.’”  I Corinthians 15.
 
I wonder what will be written on our sidewalls.  Good Years, Good Riches or Richelin.

I just now passed a church marquee with the message, “Thank God no matter what happens.”  Really?!  I could not disagree with anything more strongly.   Thank God for 9/11?  Thank God for my neighbor’s child who died because she was struck by a bullet from a stupid drive-by shooter?  Thank God because my friend’s wife died from breast cancer?  Really?  That is just plain stupid.  It makes God out to be a monster.  Don’t preachers think about what they say? 
 
I know that Romans 8:28 says, “All things work together for good for those who love the Lord.”   Fine.  That means our loving heavenly Father is able to pick up the tragic pieces of our disasters and help us.  But I do not have to be thankful the tragedy occurred.  He didn’t do it.  He isn’t any happier than we are that it happened.  What I am thankful for is that He is there for us when bad things happen. 
 
Sometimes I am afraid we get so syrupy with our faith we are afraid to be angry when rotten things occur.  Loving God doesn’t mean we have to go around being thankful for all the things that happen as if He is doing them.   He is not.  Bad things happen in this world.  Okay?   We have a loving Father who knows how to give good gifts to His children and is just as miserable and broken as we when our children, grandchildren and neighbors are hurt.
 
Please, I beg you.  Do not be thankful no matter what happens.  Be angry that there is an enemy in the land.   Be thankful that no matter what happens, we can be more than conquers through Christ.  Romans 8.   In I Thessalonians 5:18 Paul tells us to be thankful in all circumstances.  That means be thankful in all circumstances that we have a God to help us. 

Recently the president of the Seattle NAACP was scandalized because it was revealed she wasn’t black.  She had been pretending.  I honestly do not know why this was so awful.  Why can’t someone pretend to be what they want to be?  I have been pretending to be something I am not for most of my life.  I was a pastor and pretended to be a good man.  For years I have been a college professor and have been pretending to be knowledgeable about certain areas of knowledge.  The truth is my gift is being able to project confidence because I know a little about a lot of things but I am not an authority on anything.
   
When I was in college a professor, who I really admired, said to me after I made a presentation, “That was the most interesting nothing I have ever listened to.”  Instead of being hurt, I thanked him because I knew he was telling the truth.
 
All this brings me to my point.  As human beings, if we want to face the truth about ourselves, we are basically selfish.  There are a few unselfish people in our midst, a few.  But most of us who claim to be Christians are pretending. To be a Christian is to be Christ-like.  That is an insurmountable goal.  But I am committed to pretending because I believe if we pretend to be something long enough we actually become what we desire to be.  Our challenge is to be a better and better Christian pretender.  The wonderful thing about this quest is God promises to help us become.  Enoch was taken to heaven because he became so much like God.  That did not happen overnight. See Genesis 5.

We’ve a bumper crop of acorns this year.  I can’t recall an autumn with more.  As my dog and I were walking this afternoon I never gave it a thought as we traversed the terrain under a wonderful shady oak.  And then it happened.  Right on top of my not-protected-by-hair head – kerplunk!   I was acorned.  It must be the reason we call October Fall.

Acorns are the promise of another generation of oaks.  They are heralds of hope as well as a present banquet for our squirrels.  One of my favorite authors wrote about acorns.  She said, “As surely as the oak is in the acorn so surely is the gift of God in the promise.”  When we hold acorns in our hands we hold giant oak trees.  When we read “My Father’s house has many rooms; if that were not so, would I have told you that I am going there to prepare a place for you? And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me that you also may be where I am” we can start planning on what furniture we want where.  John 14.
 
Just in case I was beginning to forget I got hit on the head this afternoon by a promise.  I can start planning my heavenly library.  It’s real.  It’s mine.  My name is engraved on the bottom right hand corner of all the book covers.  They are mine.  I have the bump on the top of my head to prove it.
 
What’s your acorn?  What’s your promise?  Could it be John 3:16, I Thessalonians 4 or I Corinthians 15?   Actually the Bible contains a bumper crop of promises.

I’m sitting here looking at a bonsai elm tree.  I realize bonsaiing is an ancient art that produces some beautiful plants, but I could not help myself from feeling sorry for this tiny elm tree.  It was supposed to be 50 feet tall and make shade for weary travelers.  But here it was stunted and gnarled.  It reminded me of bonsaied Christians who never grew into the giants God planned for them.
 
The world is full of bonsaied Christians who have never experienced the joy of salvation because they are so focused on self-perfection at the expense of understanding while they are growing they are covered by Christ’s perfection. They have never been taught or worse have been taught the opposite.  They don’t know that salvation is a gift that begins the moment they give their hearts to Jesus.  The perfection that is necessary for salvation is and always will belong to Jesus.  They never understand God is a good parent.  Good parents don’t expect their 18 month old child to drive a car.  God knows what we can and cannot do and He has no expectations of us to be something far beyond our developmental stage.  I am an old man who has been a friend of Jesus for seven decades.  His expectations for me are so much more than for a twenty year old.  But sometimes when I morally act like a twenty year old He is disappointed with me but certainly doesn’t throw me out of His family.
 
Certain churches and specific pastors unknowingly bonsai their members.   Fortunately we are not saved by knowledge and so millions of bonsaied Christians will someday understand. They will be freed to grow into everything God wants for them.

My neighbors across the street have a very nice granite pillar for their mailbox and sure enough there is moss growing only on the north side of the pillar.  It makes one want to confirm the old survival rule about moss growing only on the north side of trees.  Of course that is only in the northern hemisphere in the southern hemisphere moss grows on the south side of trees.  Well, maybe that is true in both hemispheres.  Moss will grow on any side of a tree depending upon where sunlight strikes it.  Sunlight retards the growth of moss and all things being equal the farther away you are from the equator the truer is the old axiom.
 
One of the things I try to teach my students is to be very careful with the words all and every. Depending upon conditions and circumstances there usually are exceptions to almost everything.  Usually moss only grows on the north side of trees.  Usually Christians are nice people.  Actually that should always be true.  No matter whatever someone calls themselves if they are not a nice person they really are not a Christian.  They are just pretending to be.  And that could be pretending even to oneself.
 
In Romans 14:17, “For the kingdom of God is not a matter of eating and drinking, but of righteousness, peace and joy in the Holy Spirit, . .”  Isn’t it bizarre that people often get that concept reversed?  This isn’t saying we should not be firm, especially with our children, but it does rule out being nasty.  So here is an axiom that is just the reverse of trees.  Righteousness only grows on the sunny side of a Christian.  That is with Jesus being the light shining on that person.