March 13: Deuteronomy 22-24, Galatians 4
Instead of one verse or a short passage jumping out from today's readings, what caught my attention in the three chapters of Deuteronomy are these two words: REMOVE and REMEMBER.
Throughout our "early history" we find sweeping passages that echo warnings and encouragements over and over again. So, the echoes in these three chapters aren't new, but the Spirit showed me something today that is clarifying. So many times through the Old Testament we hear the familiar "don't do this," or "you MUST do this." And, like yesterday's reading, we're often reminded of what God is giving us - battle victories, safe places to be and build community, freedom in place of slavery, and on and on.
It dawned on me today that these two words describe a large part of our work. God is busy going before us, preparing the way to give us this promised land. Trusting God and marching where, how, and when God says march is certainly part of our work. We march with confidence because of the covenant relationship we have with God. And, God has given us responsibility in this covenant relationship with God and with each other.
Remember. Remember where you've come from, remember Whose you are, remember what I've done before you, remember the promises I've made to you, remember, remember, remember. I've often said that God made us to be remember-ers. (That's why forgive-and-forget will never hold water; we can't do it.) So, remembering who and Whose we are is a huge part of our relationship with God and our relationships with one another. Why? Our identity determines how we are in relationship with any one, so it stands to reason that remembering who and how I am (how I came to be, how I am transforming, toward what end I am striving, etc.) affects all my other thoughts and behaviors.
Remove. Several times, at least in these three chapters, God says "remove such evil from your community." This is where it would be nice for Batman or Captain America to show and take care of all the evil, but God seems to be trusting His folks to be able to recognize what is of God and what is not. And, to maintain or honor this standard of sorts that has been set. To NOT do so threatens not only my own spiritual health, but that of my community, too. Remove. Not set aside, lock away, ignore. Remove. And, God really is trusting me to speak to and act toward evil. Yikes.
Both of these words are action words. Both actions are my responsibility and, so, can/should originate with me. I don't have to wait for someone to tell me what to remember or what threat should be removed. I am responsible and aware enough of the Source of my identity and all that threatens my health that I can do this work. But, will I? Do I really believe that I have the ability, the responsibility, or that the threat is real? While my circumstances may look completely different from those of the Israelites settling into new places, I can give you this simple example from my own life. I am created by the God of the Universe and created in His image, designed to be a temple of the Holy Spirit. Chips and dip, while tasting of heaven, are not good for me ... especially when moderation is thrown out the window! But, I eat them anyway. And, they elevate my weight, my cholesterol level, and all manner of other things we won't discuss.
Where did I fail? Me? A temple of God's Spirit? What would He want with me?! Or, there's no real threat here toward my overall health; these little ol' chips barely drug through Pancho's cheese dip couldn't possibly do any harm if I just have a few once in a while.
You get where I'm going. You and I have to decide whether we believe God's claim on us. I have a friend who is known to say, especially to those who work with him, "what you do determines what I do." If I believe God has a claim on me, then my work is clear. Trust, yes. Suit up and march into certain battles, you betcha. Remember who and Whose I am, absolutely. Remove evil from my path and from my community, that, too. Time to get busy.
Lord Jesus, I pray for deep conviction of who and Whose I am. That identity sets my mind as well as my hands and feet to holy work, beginning with remembering who I am in and because of your immeasurable love. The power that comes with that love will be what I need to remove evil from my path. And, you've promised to cover the gaps in my ability and my sight. I pray for your protection, Lord, but I'm also glad that you don't let me off the hook. I will do my part in this relationship you've extended to me. With your strength, I will do my best. Amen.
Friday, March 13, 2015
Thursday, March 12, 2015
When You March Out to Battle
March 12: Deuteronomy 19-21, Galatians 3
"When you march out to battle your enemies and you see horses, chariots, and a fighting force larger than yours, don't be afraid of them, because the Lord your God, the one who brought you up from Egypt, is with you."
Deuteronomy 20:1
Man, this verse is packed full! I bet I know the part of the verse you love as much as me ... the Lord is with us! That's good news. That we still so easily forget that God's ALWAYS with us baffles me, but the truth is He's a constant companion, whether we face good or bad.
There's still more to unpack, though. And, at first glance, it's not-so-good news. The hard truth we gotta face?
The Truth that trumps them all, though, is the one we celebrated at the beginning: God is always with us ... even when He sends us into battle, even when we face the Enemy, and especially when that Enemy seems to be better prepared for the scrap. God promised the Israelites that He was giving them the battle against these enemies. Well ...
No doubt, you are just like me ... your life has been touched by diseases like cancer and addiction, you have known more than your share of discord and disappointment, and you've been complicit, if not the cause of such more than once. You know what it's like to feel powerless. All the more reason to anticipate the need for and claim God's power, that promised power that will secure the important victories in your life and in mine.
God's promise is sure; He is with you. Now, receive your marching orders and get going!
Lord Jesus, lots of folks struggle with this ready-to-do-battle God of the Old Testament all the while discounting the battles we face every day. Thank you for your promise to always be my companion. And, for the promise that the toughest battles are already won because you have secured that victory for me, despite me! .. for that I am forever grateful. I need your courage to suit up and march into battle, especially when I see how well armed the Enemy is. You are All-Power, though, and if I'll keep my eyes on you neither the piddly power of the Enemy nor my own ineptitude will defeat me. Thank you, in advance, for your love and watch-care. I love you, Lord!
"When you march out to battle your enemies and you see horses, chariots, and a fighting force larger than yours, don't be afraid of them, because the Lord your God, the one who brought you up from Egypt, is with you."
Deuteronomy 20:1
Man, this verse is packed full! I bet I know the part of the verse you love as much as me ... the Lord is with us! That's good news. That we still so easily forget that God's ALWAYS with us baffles me, but the truth is He's a constant companion, whether we face good or bad.
There's still more to unpack, though. And, at first glance, it's not-so-good news. The hard truth we gotta face?
- there are times you have to do battle
- you will have enemies
- sometimes your enemies will be better prepared to fight than you
The Truth that trumps them all, though, is the one we celebrated at the beginning: God is always with us ... even when He sends us into battle, even when we face the Enemy, and especially when that Enemy seems to be better prepared for the scrap. God promised the Israelites that He was giving them the battle against these enemies. Well ...
- how can you be victorious in battle if you won't go to battle? And,
- how will God be glorified in your life if you won't lean on His power and wisdom over your own?
No doubt, you are just like me ... your life has been touched by diseases like cancer and addiction, you have known more than your share of discord and disappointment, and you've been complicit, if not the cause of such more than once. You know what it's like to feel powerless. All the more reason to anticipate the need for and claim God's power, that promised power that will secure the important victories in your life and in mine.
God's promise is sure; He is with you. Now, receive your marching orders and get going!
Lord Jesus, lots of folks struggle with this ready-to-do-battle God of the Old Testament all the while discounting the battles we face every day. Thank you for your promise to always be my companion. And, for the promise that the toughest battles are already won because you have secured that victory for me, despite me! .. for that I am forever grateful. I need your courage to suit up and march into battle, especially when I see how well armed the Enemy is. You are All-Power, though, and if I'll keep my eyes on you neither the piddly power of the Enemy nor my own ineptitude will defeat me. Thank you, in advance, for your love and watch-care. I love you, Lord!
Tuesday, March 10, 2015
From Birth ...
March 10 ... Deuteronomy 11-15, Galatians 1
"You heard about my previous life in Judaism, how severely I harassed God's church and tried to destroy it ... But God had set me apart from birth and called me through his grace. He was pleased to reveal his Son to me, so that I might preach about him to the Gentiles." Galatians 1:13, 15-16
It's obvious, I know, but must be said: Paul's response to God's call has two distinct seasons. His life in Judaism, as he calls it in the Common English translation, and his life after the Damascus Road experience with Jesus. But, what I love about this short passage can be easily missed. Paul acknowledges that though his expression of love for God and his commitment to serve God were very different in those two seasons, God's design for Paul's life was the same since the beginning. God's call on Paul never changed; it unfolded, it took twists and turns, but God - and that call - never changed. As he was writing these words, Paul could recognize how drastically his ministry had changed from when he was studying with Gamaliel, and when he was chasing down people of The Way. And, in these words he recognizes that the shift in understanding and living out of ministry is fulfillment of what God wanted from the beginning.
The challenge for me (and, I would dare say ANY of us) is the tendency to qualify what is on either side of a shift as good or bad, right or wrong. We even think about our life's work (what DID you want to be when you grew up?) as if there's one right answer to the question. I would dare say that all the education and experiences that led Paul to the abrupt change on the Damascus Road were instrumental in how he would live out this very different expression of love for God wherever he went. They weren't wasted because he was now doing something very different. But, isn't that our temptation? When change happens, to think of all that went before it as a waste, not worth anything ... at least, not now.
But it is. All that God leads me to and all that God leads me through works to make me who and Whose I am. And, that makes all the difference in everything I do. Today, my life is nothing like I thought it might be when I was dreaming at 12 years of age. Or, at 21. Even 30. That's not good or bad, right or wrong. It just IS ... wonderful. Because at every turn, whether my life changes or it's more of the same, I can see that God has been leading and companioning me all the while. From birth, God knew what I'd be doing, what I am capable of, what stirs the passion deep within me and what makes my blood boil. Every experience that you and I have is working to prepare us for what is yet to come. So ...
Thank you, Lord, for giving me what I need for what will come my way. Help me to receive it fully, trusting that the experiences, knowledge, people, and tasks are gifts from you to me. You know me better than I know myself and, so, you certainly know what I need. My challenge is to think of changes and surprises in my life as new chapters, same story ... or, new territory on the map, same destination. And, because of your love, mercy, and grace, I will be ready for whatever comes next. Thank you, Lord, again for knowing me and loving me so well. Let it be!
"You heard about my previous life in Judaism, how severely I harassed God's church and tried to destroy it ... But God had set me apart from birth and called me through his grace. He was pleased to reveal his Son to me, so that I might preach about him to the Gentiles." Galatians 1:13, 15-16
It's obvious, I know, but must be said: Paul's response to God's call has two distinct seasons. His life in Judaism, as he calls it in the Common English translation, and his life after the Damascus Road experience with Jesus. But, what I love about this short passage can be easily missed. Paul acknowledges that though his expression of love for God and his commitment to serve God were very different in those two seasons, God's design for Paul's life was the same since the beginning. God's call on Paul never changed; it unfolded, it took twists and turns, but God - and that call - never changed. As he was writing these words, Paul could recognize how drastically his ministry had changed from when he was studying with Gamaliel, and when he was chasing down people of The Way. And, in these words he recognizes that the shift in understanding and living out of ministry is fulfillment of what God wanted from the beginning.
The challenge for me (and, I would dare say ANY of us) is the tendency to qualify what is on either side of a shift as good or bad, right or wrong. We even think about our life's work (what DID you want to be when you grew up?) as if there's one right answer to the question. I would dare say that all the education and experiences that led Paul to the abrupt change on the Damascus Road were instrumental in how he would live out this very different expression of love for God wherever he went. They weren't wasted because he was now doing something very different. But, isn't that our temptation? When change happens, to think of all that went before it as a waste, not worth anything ... at least, not now.
But it is. All that God leads me to and all that God leads me through works to make me who and Whose I am. And, that makes all the difference in everything I do. Today, my life is nothing like I thought it might be when I was dreaming at 12 years of age. Or, at 21. Even 30. That's not good or bad, right or wrong. It just IS ... wonderful. Because at every turn, whether my life changes or it's more of the same, I can see that God has been leading and companioning me all the while. From birth, God knew what I'd be doing, what I am capable of, what stirs the passion deep within me and what makes my blood boil. Every experience that you and I have is working to prepare us for what is yet to come. So ...
Thank you, Lord, for giving me what I need for what will come my way. Help me to receive it fully, trusting that the experiences, knowledge, people, and tasks are gifts from you to me. You know me better than I know myself and, so, you certainly know what I need. My challenge is to think of changes and surprises in my life as new chapters, same story ... or, new territory on the map, same destination. And, because of your love, mercy, and grace, I will be ready for whatever comes next. Thank you, Lord, again for knowing me and loving me so well. Let it be!
Monday, March 9, 2015
Still Walking
Back in the saddle ...
March 9: Deuteronomy 10-12, Mark 16
"When the Sabbath was over, Mary Magdalene, Mary the mother of James, and Salome bought spices so that they could go and anoint Jesus' dead body. Very early on the first day of the week, just after sunrise, they came to the tomb. They were saying to each other, 'Who's going to roll the stone away from the entrance for us?' " Mark 16:1-3
What an act of faith! Of course, we know how much these women - like so many others - loved Jesus because of His deep love for them, for all of us really. We could excuse their actions as going through the motions of right response in the grip of grief, of desperation seeking relief or resolution. It would be blind and heartless, I think, but we could even consider them as unthinking that Sunday morning, to have no clue how they were gonna pull this off.
I choose, however, to consider what those women did as a great act of faith. They walked anyway. They haven't figured out how that stone was gonna get moved. They had no sure contact who could help, had no plan A really to get to Jesus that they might anoint him. But, they walked anyway. It was the right thing to do, what they wanted to do for Jesus. And, this is where I find myself convicted. I am guilty of waiting ... waiting until I know the plan is foolproof and sure. Waiting until I know I will be successful, or, at least, be able to finish the task (and get credit for trying). These gals didn't know if they'd even be able to begin their task, but they walked anyway.
After having spent time with Jesus - hearing him teach with authority, seeing him love without boundaries, watching him hold others in love just as surely as he held them accountable (thank you, Bishop Carder!), and watching him just be Who is was/is/will always be - they could do nothing less than walk anyway. They were determined to love and, so, trusted God would enable or empower them by making the best way possible. I want to live with that kind of trust. I'll be more specific: I want to live with that kind of confidence in the trustworthiness of God (because God always is) and in God's crazy bent to trust me to be faithful in following Jesus (even though I mess that up regularly).
Patient and Loving God, you already know before I confess how hesitant I am. I often chicken out of walking in faith; instead, I wait for evidence that the plan will lead to a favorable outcome and, so, the walking is no risk. Mustard seed faith, the kind Jesus says any of us - even me - can have, tells us to start walking and let God work out the rest. I want that kind of bold faith, Lord. Thank you for not giving up on me, for giving me chance after chance to experience this kind of courageous faith. Here I go, Lord; go before me, get my back, and better still ... walk with me. Please. Let it be so.
March 9: Deuteronomy 10-12, Mark 16
"When the Sabbath was over, Mary Magdalene, Mary the mother of James, and Salome bought spices so that they could go and anoint Jesus' dead body. Very early on the first day of the week, just after sunrise, they came to the tomb. They were saying to each other, 'Who's going to roll the stone away from the entrance for us?' " Mark 16:1-3
What an act of faith! Of course, we know how much these women - like so many others - loved Jesus because of His deep love for them, for all of us really. We could excuse their actions as going through the motions of right response in the grip of grief, of desperation seeking relief or resolution. It would be blind and heartless, I think, but we could even consider them as unthinking that Sunday morning, to have no clue how they were gonna pull this off.
I choose, however, to consider what those women did as a great act of faith. They walked anyway. They haven't figured out how that stone was gonna get moved. They had no sure contact who could help, had no plan A really to get to Jesus that they might anoint him. But, they walked anyway. It was the right thing to do, what they wanted to do for Jesus. And, this is where I find myself convicted. I am guilty of waiting ... waiting until I know the plan is foolproof and sure. Waiting until I know I will be successful, or, at least, be able to finish the task (and get credit for trying). These gals didn't know if they'd even be able to begin their task, but they walked anyway.
After having spent time with Jesus - hearing him teach with authority, seeing him love without boundaries, watching him hold others in love just as surely as he held them accountable (thank you, Bishop Carder!), and watching him just be Who is was/is/will always be - they could do nothing less than walk anyway. They were determined to love and, so, trusted God would enable or empower them by making the best way possible. I want to live with that kind of trust. I'll be more specific: I want to live with that kind of confidence in the trustworthiness of God (because God always is) and in God's crazy bent to trust me to be faithful in following Jesus (even though I mess that up regularly).
Patient and Loving God, you already know before I confess how hesitant I am. I often chicken out of walking in faith; instead, I wait for evidence that the plan will lead to a favorable outcome and, so, the walking is no risk. Mustard seed faith, the kind Jesus says any of us - even me - can have, tells us to start walking and let God work out the rest. I want that kind of bold faith, Lord. Thank you for not giving up on me, for giving me chance after chance to experience this kind of courageous faith. Here I go, Lord; go before me, get my back, and better still ... walk with me. Please. Let it be so.
Friday, January 16, 2015
Paying Attention
Whew! It's been a few days. I haven't felt my best in the last few days and, in light of my thoughts tonight, I'll say that trying to make sense of what God was whispering to me as I meditated on His Word is, at times, a futile effort. I've kept those thoughts to myself in the last week, but am anxious to get started again. So, here we go...
January 16 ... Genesis 39-41, Luke 16
Since I discovered it the first time, I've always thought that the story of Joseph in Potiphar's house was a little creepy. I get that God shows favor to those whose hearts belong to Him in ways that are inexplicable to those who won't or can't see, but that wife of Potiphar's!
Genesis 39:6 ... "So [Potiphar] handed over everything he had to Joseph and didn't pay attention to anything except the food he ate."
On the surface, one might be amazed at the trust that Potiphar showed in Joseph. Here he is - Joseph, that is - not just a 'foreigner' in this household, but a foreigner often defined by culture as a strange-r, one to be skeptical of and to keep one's eye on. And here he is, Joseph, entrusted with EVERYTHING in Potiphar's household except his mac-n-cheese.
A similar first glance might even lead you to think first about Joseph's trustiworthiness both in human relationship and in his relationship with God. You might admire his intelligence and wisdom and skill as a manager of many aspects of daily life, his own and that of the Potiphar household.
But, what catches my attention is that Potiphar had decided - perhaps because Joseph was who he was - that there was no need for him to pay attention to anything other than what went into his belly. Nothing got his concern or even a second glance, except his ribs and what he wanted sticking to 'em. Nothing.
O.K., so confession time. I'm too much of a control freak to let someone take that much responsibility for too much that's supposed to be on my plate. They might not do it well. They might not do it right (read: my way). I can't for the life of me imagine Potiphar letting everything go except for his plate. Doesn't make what his wife did right by any stretch, but sure takes the surprise out of it ... at least for me.
The application I take from this surprising revelation regarding Pharaoh's chief officer is less about Potiphar or his wife or even Joseph. There are responsibilities entrusted to me that I take way too serious and I want to learn to let a Joseph (someone God raises up in my life that's trustworthy even though different from me) help me out some. There are responsibilities, too, that only I can take care of and, further HOW I care for them is important, too.
The word "priority" isn't mentioned in this passage but it is the foundation of it all. Joseph knew his priority - his relationship with God - and attending to that first made him ready for everything that came his way, and I mean everything. What gets my attention makes all the difference in this life I am living, and maybe in someone else's (like Potiphar, or his wife, or those unnamed servants, even a Pharaoh down the road), too.
Lord God, my attention is often distracted, sporadic, and at times withheld from that which You see as important. By the same token, I keep a death-grip on things that I really could let go of ... at least for a while. Give me wisdom as you set under me a firm foundation of relationship that will put everything else in its rightful place and perspective. And, teach me trust as I let you set my priorities for each day you give me. I want to pay attention to the things that bind our hearts together, so show me, Lord. Amen.
In order to be clear about what should get my attention from the way-too-long-list-of-things-to-do, I must yield my own list of priorities and trust God to show me what comes first.
January 16 ... Genesis 39-41, Luke 16
Since I discovered it the first time, I've always thought that the story of Joseph in Potiphar's house was a little creepy. I get that God shows favor to those whose hearts belong to Him in ways that are inexplicable to those who won't or can't see, but that wife of Potiphar's!
Genesis 39:6 ... "So [Potiphar] handed over everything he had to Joseph and didn't pay attention to anything except the food he ate."
On the surface, one might be amazed at the trust that Potiphar showed in Joseph. Here he is - Joseph, that is - not just a 'foreigner' in this household, but a foreigner often defined by culture as a strange-r, one to be skeptical of and to keep one's eye on. And here he is, Joseph, entrusted with EVERYTHING in Potiphar's household except his mac-n-cheese.
A similar first glance might even lead you to think first about Joseph's trustiworthiness both in human relationship and in his relationship with God. You might admire his intelligence and wisdom and skill as a manager of many aspects of daily life, his own and that of the Potiphar household.
But, what catches my attention is that Potiphar had decided - perhaps because Joseph was who he was - that there was no need for him to pay attention to anything other than what went into his belly. Nothing got his concern or even a second glance, except his ribs and what he wanted sticking to 'em. Nothing.
O.K., so confession time. I'm too much of a control freak to let someone take that much responsibility for too much that's supposed to be on my plate. They might not do it well. They might not do it right (read: my way). I can't for the life of me imagine Potiphar letting everything go except for his plate. Doesn't make what his wife did right by any stretch, but sure takes the surprise out of it ... at least for me.
The application I take from this surprising revelation regarding Pharaoh's chief officer is less about Potiphar or his wife or even Joseph. There are responsibilities entrusted to me that I take way too serious and I want to learn to let a Joseph (someone God raises up in my life that's trustworthy even though different from me) help me out some. There are responsibilities, too, that only I can take care of and, further HOW I care for them is important, too.
The word "priority" isn't mentioned in this passage but it is the foundation of it all. Joseph knew his priority - his relationship with God - and attending to that first made him ready for everything that came his way, and I mean everything. What gets my attention makes all the difference in this life I am living, and maybe in someone else's (like Potiphar, or his wife, or those unnamed servants, even a Pharaoh down the road), too.
Lord God, my attention is often distracted, sporadic, and at times withheld from that which You see as important. By the same token, I keep a death-grip on things that I really could let go of ... at least for a while. Give me wisdom as you set under me a firm foundation of relationship that will put everything else in its rightful place and perspective. And, teach me trust as I let you set my priorities for each day you give me. I want to pay attention to the things that bind our hearts together, so show me, Lord. Amen.
In order to be clear about what should get my attention from the way-too-long-list-of-things-to-do, I must yield my own list of priorities and trust God to show me what comes first.
Wednesday, January 7, 2015
Just Soil and Ash ... But
January 7 ... Genesis 18-19, Psalm 3, Luke 7
I'm torn today, just saying. Luke's telling of the woman who anointed Jesus is one of my favorite passages and I love the boldness of the centurion who understood authority - especially the authority of Jesus - because he 'lived under authority, too.'
But, in the Common English translation, what grabs my attention first is Abraham's conversation with God. Abraham makes two statements that, I believe, ought to be hallmarks for any Jesus follower:
Genesis 18:25 ..."It's not like you to do this ... It's not like you!"
Genesis 18:27b ... "... even though I'm just soil and ash, ..."
Just to establish the background, God has announced a plan to destroy Sodom and Abraham begins to engage God in conversation because of what he was hearing.
Abraham knew God well enough to know that the destruction of innocents along with those who are guilty was not God's M.O. That simple statement gets me to thinking ... do I, do you know God well enough to know it's not like God to do this or it's JUST LIKE God to do that? Have we paid enough attention to God within us and God around us to know that we know that we know ...
... God is always present, never leaves us.
... God loves us, period.
... God is merciful and gracious, watching out for us and providing just what we need.
... God in Christ is calling us to something bigger than we could ever do, know, be on our own.
... God in Christ expects that loving God means nothing without loving each other.
Abraham's statement is confirmation for himself AND for God that this relationship they share is real, lively, organic. And, the very reason Abraham can make the second statement. After all, he was talking with THE God of the Universe and, in a fairly bold way, letting God know that He couldn't/shouldn't act un-Godly like He was intending ...
Abraham knew that he was just soil and ash, that God was infinitely bigger. Abraham knew, too, that he was potentially overstepping his bounds with God by challenging God's intent, as if A's opinion mattered. Turns out, Abraham's thoughts, feelings, experience of God Himself, questions, hopes and dreams, fears, etc. DO matter to God. Yours do, too. And mine. God , I believe, longs for us to be willing to be audacious - not disrespectful, now, but audacious YES - in our intimacy with God. After all, prayer is not about changing God's heart and mind, but rather being open to understanding God's heart and mind (and, so, being changed because of it!). I believe that God longs for us to trust Him and the relationship we share to the point that we will engage him like Abraham did.
So, I double-dog dare ya ... make your own short list of what you know (that you know that you know) about God. Let that be your confidence when things - even those coming from God - seem squirrely.
Lord God, I want to know you, really know you. Even more, I want that confident knowledge to deepen our relationship. Thank you already for revealing yourself to me. Teach me to trust what I see, hear, and know of you. In Christ, let it be.
In order for me to grow in my undeniable knowledge of God, I must yield my fear, pride, and pretense to let God closer still (trusting that He will love me period) and, then, walk by faith.
I'm torn today, just saying. Luke's telling of the woman who anointed Jesus is one of my favorite passages and I love the boldness of the centurion who understood authority - especially the authority of Jesus - because he 'lived under authority, too.'
But, in the Common English translation, what grabs my attention first is Abraham's conversation with God. Abraham makes two statements that, I believe, ought to be hallmarks for any Jesus follower:
Genesis 18:25 ..."It's not like you to do this ... It's not like you!"
Genesis 18:27b ... "... even though I'm just soil and ash, ..."
Just to establish the background, God has announced a plan to destroy Sodom and Abraham begins to engage God in conversation because of what he was hearing.
Abraham knew God well enough to know that the destruction of innocents along with those who are guilty was not God's M.O. That simple statement gets me to thinking ... do I, do you know God well enough to know it's not like God to do this or it's JUST LIKE God to do that? Have we paid enough attention to God within us and God around us to know that we know that we know ...
... God is always present, never leaves us.
... God loves us, period.
... God is merciful and gracious, watching out for us and providing just what we need.
... God in Christ is calling us to something bigger than we could ever do, know, be on our own.
... God in Christ expects that loving God means nothing without loving each other.
Abraham's statement is confirmation for himself AND for God that this relationship they share is real, lively, organic. And, the very reason Abraham can make the second statement. After all, he was talking with THE God of the Universe and, in a fairly bold way, letting God know that He couldn't/shouldn't act un-Godly like He was intending ...
Abraham knew that he was just soil and ash, that God was infinitely bigger. Abraham knew, too, that he was potentially overstepping his bounds with God by challenging God's intent, as if A's opinion mattered. Turns out, Abraham's thoughts, feelings, experience of God Himself, questions, hopes and dreams, fears, etc. DO matter to God. Yours do, too. And mine. God , I believe, longs for us to be willing to be audacious - not disrespectful, now, but audacious YES - in our intimacy with God. After all, prayer is not about changing God's heart and mind, but rather being open to understanding God's heart and mind (and, so, being changed because of it!). I believe that God longs for us to trust Him and the relationship we share to the point that we will engage him like Abraham did.
So, I double-dog dare ya ... make your own short list of what you know (that you know that you know) about God. Let that be your confidence when things - even those coming from God - seem squirrely.
Lord God, I want to know you, really know you. Even more, I want that confident knowledge to deepen our relationship. Thank you already for revealing yourself to me. Teach me to trust what I see, hear, and know of you. In Christ, let it be.
In order for me to grow in my undeniable knowledge of God, I must yield my fear, pride, and pretense to let God closer still (trusting that He will love me period) and, then, walk by faith.
Tuesday, January 6, 2015
Divine Protection
January 6... Genesis 15-17, Luke 6
Genesis 15:1... "After these events, the LORD's word came to Abram in a vision, 'Don't be afraid, Abram. I am your protector. Your reward will be very great.' "
Honestly, my gut response to God's pronouncement about being Protector is two-fold: one, really? Abram hears his family's been taken hostage, goes after these kings Chuck Norris style and does it with just a few hundred LOYAL folks ... he needs a protector? (Sure he does; you only need to read a few verses farther to be reminded that Abram has his knucklehead moments just like you and me. Of course he needs a protector.) And, two, whew! If God stands by Abram, surely He stands by me, too.
When I consider what it means for God to be my protector, I have to admit that my next thoughts were surprising. See if you can follow this train. One of my biggest problems is that I still want to do everything myself, usually my way. So, I'd rather think I need no protection ... until I find myself in one of those moments when I cannot do it myself, regardless of what IT is. (Then, I'd rather like a Superhero Savior who comes in to save the day!) But, God knows my stubbornness; as a matter of fact, God intends that you and I have a choice in the matter - relying on our own limited strength, wisdom, etc., or submitting ourselves to Him and knowing the power of His strength, the depth of His wisdom, etc. Instead of scrapping as hard as I can only to give up when I can't do it on my own, God has made a way for me to know the superhero kind of strength and wisdom all the time. The armor of God (Ephesians 6:10-17) is the way I live under God's protection every moment of every day. Get this: "...be strengthened by the Lord and his powerful strength. Put on God's armor so that ..." Ephesians 6:10-11a.
Just like Abram was able to retrieve his family and all that belonged to him/them with only a small army, you and I can successfully do battle against all that would stand between us and God every day. Instead of putting on my own strength, etc., God has blessed us with Truth, justice, a spiritual readiness that comes with knowing the gospel, faith, salvation and God's Word. All of these are God's gifts to each of us, designed to protect us against the Enemy. Newsflash: they won't work if you don't put them on.
God does intervene in miraculous ways at times - I've read it in Scripture and known it in my own life. Day in and day out, it is still true that God is my protector ... and yours, too. Letting Him be that begins with submitting myself, ourselves to HIS Truth, HIS justice, HIS Word, faith and salvation and spiritual readiness that come through Jesus Christ.
Lord God, you already know how stubborn I am and how I want to do it myself. I'm weary of being weary because I fight under my own steam and my own insight. I need you to be my Protector and I'm so glad that you want to be that for me. Teach me how to yield myself to you - your wisdom, your power, your Truth, your everything. I trust you God. Amen.
In order for me to know the confidence and the reality of this Divine Protection, I have to yield to God my own best ideas (some really are good, but the idea is for them to be God's always!) and my own puny strength (feel free to imagine your own version of a Hans and Franz skit right here; just be sure to see yourself and your own scrawny arms to get the picture). Only in this yielding am I ready to receive HIS best in return.
Genesis 15:1... "After these events, the LORD's word came to Abram in a vision, 'Don't be afraid, Abram. I am your protector. Your reward will be very great.' "
Honestly, my gut response to God's pronouncement about being Protector is two-fold: one, really? Abram hears his family's been taken hostage, goes after these kings Chuck Norris style and does it with just a few hundred LOYAL folks ... he needs a protector? (Sure he does; you only need to read a few verses farther to be reminded that Abram has his knucklehead moments just like you and me. Of course he needs a protector.) And, two, whew! If God stands by Abram, surely He stands by me, too.
When I consider what it means for God to be my protector, I have to admit that my next thoughts were surprising. See if you can follow this train. One of my biggest problems is that I still want to do everything myself, usually my way. So, I'd rather think I need no protection ... until I find myself in one of those moments when I cannot do it myself, regardless of what IT is. (Then, I'd rather like a Superhero Savior who comes in to save the day!) But, God knows my stubbornness; as a matter of fact, God intends that you and I have a choice in the matter - relying on our own limited strength, wisdom, etc., or submitting ourselves to Him and knowing the power of His strength, the depth of His wisdom, etc. Instead of scrapping as hard as I can only to give up when I can't do it on my own, God has made a way for me to know the superhero kind of strength and wisdom all the time. The armor of God (Ephesians 6:10-17) is the way I live under God's protection every moment of every day. Get this: "...be strengthened by the Lord and his powerful strength. Put on God's armor so that ..." Ephesians 6:10-11a.
Just like Abram was able to retrieve his family and all that belonged to him/them with only a small army, you and I can successfully do battle against all that would stand between us and God every day. Instead of putting on my own strength, etc., God has blessed us with Truth, justice, a spiritual readiness that comes with knowing the gospel, faith, salvation and God's Word. All of these are God's gifts to each of us, designed to protect us against the Enemy. Newsflash: they won't work if you don't put them on.
God does intervene in miraculous ways at times - I've read it in Scripture and known it in my own life. Day in and day out, it is still true that God is my protector ... and yours, too. Letting Him be that begins with submitting myself, ourselves to HIS Truth, HIS justice, HIS Word, faith and salvation and spiritual readiness that come through Jesus Christ.
Lord God, you already know how stubborn I am and how I want to do it myself. I'm weary of being weary because I fight under my own steam and my own insight. I need you to be my Protector and I'm so glad that you want to be that for me. Teach me how to yield myself to you - your wisdom, your power, your Truth, your everything. I trust you God. Amen.
In order for me to know the confidence and the reality of this Divine Protection, I have to yield to God my own best ideas (some really are good, but the idea is for them to be God's always!) and my own puny strength (feel free to imagine your own version of a Hans and Franz skit right here; just be sure to see yourself and your own scrawny arms to get the picture). Only in this yielding am I ready to receive HIS best in return.
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