The Glory of Christ

I’m thinking that sometimes when reading the Scriptures you need to go with your first impressions and trust they are divine impressions. That’s the case for me this morning as a phrase jumped off the page while reading in 2Corinthians. At first read it seemed clear to me what the apostle was referring to. But after going back and hovering over it a bit, it’s evident that another understanding is possible. But, for now, I’m going with my initial impression. A fresh sense of awe as I meditate on the church being the glory of Christ.

As for Titus, he is my partner and fellow worker for your benefit. And as for our brothers, they are messengers of the churches, the glory of Christ.

(2Corinthians 8:23 ESV)

“The glory of Christ.” Referring to “the churches” or to “the messengers”? That’s the interpretive question here. Some translations make it clear they believe the descriptor should be attached to the messengers by adding the word “and”, as in ” they are representatives of the churches and an honor to Christ” (NIV). But when I read it I was stirred as I understood Paul to be saying that the church is the glory of Christ. ‘Cause it is!

She is His Bride. Christ having so loved the church that He gave Himself up for her. That He has determined to sanctify her, intending one day to present her to Himself “in splendor, without spot or wrinkle or any such thing, that she might be holy and without blemish” (Eph. 5:25b-27).

She is the fruit of His finished work. A composite of men and women, boys and girls, who have been redeemed by the shed blood of the Lamb of God who came to take away the sin of the world. Souls rescued from judgment because He bore their judgment. Slaves of the flesh emancipated from their bondage through a new nature, the very righteousness of Christ, gifted to them by grace alone. Those who lived in the shadow of the fear of death having been set free from fear as, through the cross and by the resurrection, they have been given life . . . life eternal . . . life to the full.

She is His Body. Each member attached to the Head through the mysterious dynamic of the Spirit of God. Called and endowed with a Spirit empowered gifting to fulfill a role as part of the whole. And when each part is working properly the Body grows, building itself up in love (Eph. 4:15-16). Increasingly reflecting the nature of Christ as it makes itself available to be His physical presence in a world that so needs the touch of God.

She is His Temple–the temple of the living God (2Cor. 6:16). Living stones built into a spiritual house (1Pet. 2:5). God determining that He would dwell among, and walk in the midst of, this people owned as His own. That it would be a living and growing structure, built on the foundation of the apostles and prophets, Christ Jesus Himself being the cornerstone. A holy temple in the Lord, a dwelling place for God by the Spirit (Eph. 2:19-22).

She is the place where His glory is to be found. The radiance of who He is. The earthly expression of His heavenly being.

I believe the church, in all her flesh-bound imperfection, is the glory of Christ.

May His glory shine!

Now to Him who is able to do far more abundantly than all that we ask or think, according to the power at work within us, to Him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, forever and ever. Amen.

(Ephesians 3:20-21 ESV)

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The Living God

The danger in a passage like 1Samuel 17 is that it becomes “skim material”. Bible accounts so familiar that we just breeze through them because we think we know them so well. Stories told and retold so many times and in so many ways that we remember the flannel graph or the object lesson rather than focus on the Word of God. We read the passage and before we’re done we’re re-applying the applications that we’ve heard so many times before. But when we do that with a portion of Scripture, such as the story of David and Goliath, we run the risk of not allowing the living and active word of God to engage our souls. It’s the reason I do my morning readings with colored pencils at the ready to mark what I see before noodling on what it means and what difference it should make.

This morning my blue pencil crayon was at work as I read through 1Samuel 17. Amidst what is written concerning David and Goliath, I’m also noticing what’s revealed concerning my God. And the phrase “the living God” catches my eye.

The phrase is found twice as David shows disdain toward Goliath, the uncircumcised Philistine, because of the giant’s defiance of “the armies of the living God” (17:26, 36). And it’s not that David is wanting to protect the reputation of Israel’s soldiers. No, it’s a much broader, more earth transcending perspective David operates under. His God is THE God, and his God is the LIVING God. It is not Israel Goliath mocks, it is “the Lord of hosts, the God of the armies of Israel, whom you have defied” (17:45).

Oh, how right theology and internalized theology affects our actions. How it creates a perspective, a filter, through which life is understood and circumstances are encountered.

David’s God is the living God. He is not some invention of the religious mind. He is not merely a concept. He is not some world view. Our God is the living God.

My reading in Psalm 102 this morning further reveals to me something of the living God. He looks down from “His holy height” (Ps. 102:19). From heaven the LORD shows regard and pays attention to what’s happening on the earth. God is not some distant God. He is not unaware. He is not dormant. Rather, God is the living God . . . the God who is engaged in the affairs of man . . . the God who is engaged in the affairs of this man in this chair this morning.

When I get that, then I too can boldly face the enemy’s opposition. I can look to the heavens in the time of distress. I can remember that the battle is His. I can cry to Him knowing that He has promised that He will never leave me nor forsake me.

And so David goes forward. With Saul’s armor lying on the ground . . . with a sling in his hand . . . with five smooth stones in his pouch . . . and with a ton of confidence–not in himself, but in the living God. The Psalmist too, though facing his own giants and distress, goes forward. Knowing that the LORD will build up Zion . . . sure that He will appear in His glory . . . believing that He will respond to the prayer of the destitute . . . confident that He will not reject the psalmist’s plea (Ps. 102:16-17).

And what will be the result of the psalmist’s victory? What is the legacy of David’s triumph?

Let this be recorded for a generation to come,
so that a people yet to be created may praise the LORD

(Psalm 102:18 ESV)

I’m that generation to come. Thousands of years removed from the shepherd boy, David, on the battlefield with the giant. Centuries and centuries after the heart wrenching cry of the psalmist to His God. I’m that people, yet to be created, now reading what was written so long ago–inspired and preserved by God–that I might praise the LORD.

That I might grasp afresh that my God is the living God. That I might be reminded that the Creator of heaven and earth is the re-Creator of this man in this chair–by grace alone–through the blood of Christ and the regenerating work of the Holy Spirit. That I might know with assurance that He is living and He is high and He is holy and He alone is worthy of all glory.

Our God is an awesome God!

Amen?

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It’s Not Me . . . It’s You!

There was a drift happening. Once they had been very tight, now, not so much. Once they had fully trusted in his authority, his words, and his motives. Now they weren’t so sure. The bro-mance (as in brothers and sisters in Christ) wasn’t what it used to be. Something was coming between Paul and the Corinthian church. And in Paul’s estimation, “It not me . . . it’s you!”

We have spoken freely to you, Corinthians; our heart is wide open. You are not restricted by us, but you are restricted in your own affections. In return (I speak as to children) widen your hearts also.

(2Corinthians 6:11-13 ESV)

2 Corinthians is as personal and passionate a letter as any of Paul’s letters.

There were those who had come into Corinth seeking to discredit Paul’s apostleship, his authority, and his authenticity. They sowed seeds of doubt as to his character and his motives. They cast a shadow over his professed love of them. And so Paul writes a letter of defense as he contends for the believers at Corinth. Not that he might be something, but that Christ might be everything. Not that he might find favor, but that the Corinthians wouldn’t turn their back on the favor of God’s full and gracious provision in Christ.

And Paul doesn’t pull any punches. The problem, he says, isn’t me, it’s you. It’s not our openness, it’s yours. It’s not a matter of our affection, but of your hesitation. It’s not because of our hearts, it’s because of yours. Widen your hearts!

Make broad the seat of your affection. Throw open the door of your devotion. Trust me again. Know that the words I have spoken have been words sourced in heaven and spoken in sincerity. That I contend for you not for the sake of my ego but for the sake of your eternity!

And as I hover over Paul’s impassioned plea I hear the Savior echo his words, “Widen your hearts to Me also! Open them up!”

If we’re drifting in our relationship with the Lord, if things are cooling off between Him and us, “It’s not Me,” Jesus could say, “it’s you!”

Something has caused us to withhold our affection from Him who has loved us without restriction . . . loving us unto death, even death on a cross. It’s not as if His heart is not open wide to us . . . for if the Father “did not spare His own Son but gave Him up for us all, how will He not also with Him graciously give us all things?” (Rom. 8:32)

No, it’s us. It’s me. My faith has wavered. I’m holding back for some reason. I’m listening to the wrong voices–whether they are the voices of the world beckoning me to “broaden my horizons and gain more balance in my life” or, the voice of the accuser trying to convince me that His grace isn’t really as amazing as it needs to be for a wretch like me. Instead I need to hear my Good Shepherd’s voice as He calls out with heart wide open, “Widen your hearts also!”

Yes, Lord!

By Your grace . . . for Your glory!

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Jars of Clay

Every year when I encounter the fourth chapter of Paul’s second letter to the Corinthians as part of my reading plan it always carries a special weight in my post-reading meditation. Love this chapter. So encouraged by this chapter. Particularly by the seventh verse. This morning I thought I’d update and replay some thoughts I put together back in 2009 . . .

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I’m not going to lie to you . . . “jars of clay” has got to be one of my favorite phrases. The phrase evokes a ton of implications, imaginations, and emotions within me.

In 2Corinthians 4, Paul’s theme is “we do not lose heart” (4:1, 16). Paul’s ministry was a glorious one (see chapter 3) but it was also a hard one. The price paid to bear the good news of the gospel was significant for Paul. He was “afflicted in every way . . . perplexed . . . persecuted . . . struck down . . . carrying in the body the death of Jesus.” Hard work . . . wearing work . . . often very unappreciated work. Yet, Paul says, “we do not lose heart!”

So, what’s the secret? Well, I know enough to know that it doesn’t boil down to a formula. Not as simple as some “3 Steps to Maintaining Your Spiritual Vitality.” But I also don’t think it’s really complicated–at the very least it begins with a realistic assessment of what I am. Cue “jars of clay.”

But we have this treasure in jars of clay, to show that the surpassing power belongs to God and not to us.

(2Corinthians 4:7 ESV)

A jar of clay, but the treasure it contains is grand. It is “the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ” (4:6).

Oh, that mortal man should possess such knowledge, the knowledge of the glory of God! That he or she would be made so spiritually alive as to see, by faith, the face of Jesus Christ and, in so doing, begin to grasp something of the awe-invoking, jaw-dropping nature of God. (As an aside, I read in Psalm 99 this morning that the Lord reigns . . . that He dwells between the cherubim . . . that He is holy . . . holy . . . holy . . . and that the appropriate response is to praise His great and awesome name . . . to exalt the LORD our God . . . to worship at His footstool).

And what has God determined to do with such a treasure? To do with such light? To do with such magnificent experiential knowledge? He has chosen to place it within jars of clay. He has determined to commit it to fragile earthen vessels.

Why would such treasure be placed in such iffy vehicles? Paul asks the question a little differently, “And who is sufficient for these things?” (2:16)

Short answer: Not me!!! Saved? Yup, that’s me! Sanctified? You bet, declared so and being made so? Sufficient? No way! Just a jar of clay.

What a great perspective to own. Chipped . . . cracked . . . worn . . . brittle at times . . . only an earthen vessel. But it’s not about the vessel, it’s about what’s inside. Take an empty pop can (I think that may be soda can down here) and you can easily crush it with one hand. But fill it up and seal it and not so easy. So Paul could say:

We are afflicted in every way, but not crushed; perplexed, but not driven to despair; persecuted, but not forsaken; struck down, but not destroyed

(2Corinthians 4:8-9 ESV)

It wasn’t about the jar of clay it was about the treasure inside. The treasure is a sustaining treasure. In fact, a little bit of brokenness, a crack here or there, it all serves to enhance the treasure. Through the cracks the light shines out and the power is evident. It’s the treasure, the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ, that gives the power. It’s of God and not of us.

So we do not lose heart. Though our outer nature is wasting away, our inner nature is being renewed day by day. For this slight momentary affliction is preparing for us an eternal weight of glory beyond all comparison . . .

(2Corinthians 4:16-17 ESV)

We do not lose heart! Despite how fragile we get sometimes . . . despite how cracked and broken we may feel . . . despite the incredible pressure we sometimes experience . . . we do not lose heart because we are just jars of clay shored up by the glorious treasure we carry anticipating a future glory beyond imagination. It’s not about the strength of the vessel but about the glory of its contents. “Not that we are sufficient in ourselves to claim anything as coming from us, but our sufficiency is from God” (3:5).

Just a jar of clay. But the transport of an eternal treasure. Therefore, do not lose heart.

All because of amazing grace . . . All for God’s eternal glory.

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Giving God the “Write Away!”

Paul found himself having to defend his credentials and his ministry in 1Corinthians 3. In so doing, he pointed to the same thing as both the evidence of God’s calling on His life and as the validation of the message he proclaimed. He pointed to the Corinthians themselves. “You yourselves,” wrote Paul, “are our letter of recommendation” (3:2).

That there was even a gathering of believers in Corinth validated that Paul had been “commissioned by God” to “speak in Christ” (2:17). That these human epistles weren’t the same people as they were before hearing Paul’s proclamation of the gospel, was proof that it wasn’t Paul’s good news but Another’s. Though the message might have come from Paul, it’s impact was from God. Paul may have spoken the words, but it was Another who scribed the letter.

And you show that you are a letter from Christ delivered by us, written not with ink but with the Spirit of the living God, not on tablets of stone but on tablets of human hearts.

(2Corinthians 3:3 ESV)

A letter from Christ. Written not with ink but with the Spirit of the living God. Written not on tablets of stone, as was the old covenant, but on tablets of human hearts, as promised in the new covenant (Jer. 31:33). That’s the lot of every believer. That’s the dynamic at play for all who have responded in faith to the message of the cross. And if God in His sovereign grace and determination has purposed to write a letter on my heart, then I say, “Write Away!”

The truth of the gospel isn’t found just in how well it is articulated. Nor is it true just because many have believed it. There are many religions, philosophies, and systems of man which are presented by compelling orators and received by myriads of sincere men and women. Rather, the proof of the power of the good news that Jesus came to die for sinners is found in their lives. The overwhelming preponderance of evidence not found in what believers recite but in the spiritual dynamic they reflect. The weight of testimony not found in what they know but in who they have become. Not in their autobiography but in the story imprinted by the Spirit of God on their very souls.

And though our hearts may be God’s chosen writing surface, and while it may be His heaven-sent ink alone, there is a very real sense in which we are co-authors as we submit our lives to His divine authorship. There is a sense in which we must give God the “write away!”

We acknowledge that our spiritual rebirth is a work begun by Him and for Him — for His purpose, His honor, His glory. We understand that they are no longer our lives to live, but that we have been bought with a price and now belong to the Master. We consciously cooperate with the Divine as we refuse to offer any longer our members to sin but, by His power given us, seek only to offer them to righteousness. We are aware of the battle within, the war between the old nature and the Spirit, and so we seek to walk in the Spirit, be led by the Spirit, and live according to the Spirit. And all the while, He is writing His letter. He is imprinting Himself on our very nature.

His is to write the story, mine is to give God the “Write Away!”

Write away, Lord!

By Your grace . . . for Your glory!

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Loving Them By Letting Them Leave

Do not murder. Check. Do not commit adultery. Check that one too. Do not steal, do not bear false witness, do not defraud. Check, check, and check again! Honor your father and mother. Bam! Check one more. Six for six! The young man of some means was feeling pretty could about how this Q & A session with the Good Teacher was going (Mark 10:17-20).

That he was a sincere man seems evident . . . he ran to Jesus to ask about eternal life. That he was a humble man also seems clear . . . he knelt before Jesus and asked what he must do. And, if but for a few moments, it seems he might have also been a hopeful man as Jesus talked about keeping the commandments of Moses. The man was batting 100. Not two-thirds, not even eighty-three-and-a-third percent. But every command Jesus had mentioned he could honestly say he had kept. Everything he shouldn’t have done, he hadn’t. What he should have done, he did. Hello eternal life!

But then, Mark records, Jesus loved him.

And Jesus, looking at him, loved him, and said to him, “You lack one thing: go, sell all that you have and give to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven; and come, follow me.”

(Mark 10:21 ESV)

Jesus moved from the external to the internal. Jesus shifts the focus from what to do and what not to do to what to worship. Jesus plays the “do not covet” commandment . . . a commandment focused on not just the hands but on the heart. One thing you lack, says the Source of abundant provision, sell it all for the sake of true wealth, heavenly wealth, and come follow Me.

That’s how Jesus loved him. Probably violates any number of principles implicit in so many of our modern approaches to “building bridges” and making people comfortable in order to hear the gospel. Might even be considered a “fail tactic” based on the nature of the man’s response and “number of salvations” not counted that day.

Disheartened by the saying, he went away sorrowful, for he had great possessions.

(Mark 10:22 ESV)

“The man’s face clouded over. This was the last thing he expected to hear, and he walked off with a heavy heart. He was holding on tight to a lot of things, and not about to let go” (MSG).

Jesus loved him . . . and let him leave.

Jesus loved the man too much to let him think the road was wider than it actually was. Loved this one, who was so close, too much to reduce the good news to simply a checklist. Loved him too much to not direct his eyes toward his heart. “How difficult,” Jesus would tell His disciples, “it will be for those who have wealth to enter the kingdom of God” (10:23). Difficult. In fact, with man impossible. But not for God. “For all things are possible with God” (10:27). Jesus wouldn’t have loved the man if He had arbitrarily made it about what he could do and not require that it be about what he worshiped and what God must do.

So Jesus loved him so much that he let him leave. Rather than dimming the light, Jesus shone it on the man’s sin darkened heart. Instead of watering down truth, He applied it knowing that it would be the truth that would set this man free. Instead of leaving the Word of God out of the discussion, Jesus drew His sword and trusted in the living and active two-edged sword of the Word of God to pierce “to the division of soul and of spirit, of joints and of marrow”, and discern “the thoughts and intentions of the heart” (Heb. 4:12). And having wounded him, Jesus allowed him to leave. Because Jesus loved him.

I like to think that the young man eventually cashed in his worldly wealth for eternal investments. I want to believe that a sincere and humble man who is seeking truth will respond to it when it is found. That the kindness, forbearance, and patience of God in allowing this man to walk away eventually led this man to repentance (Rom. 2:4).

Our is to love ’em. Ours is to speak truth. His is to deal with the heart . . . to deal with what they lack. For all things are possible with God.

All by grace. All for His glory.

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A Warning In An Unexpected Place

The verse pops off the page for two reasons. First, I recognize the verse . . . it’s familiar . . . I remember it. Second, but not from here. If you quoted the verse to me and asked where it was found I’d say it is found in Hebrews, and I’d be right. But this morning I encountered it in Psalms . . . not where I’d normally expect to find it. Not looking for it in the Psalms, not thinking of it as an Old Testament exhortation, certainly not thinking of it in the context in which the songwriter is prompted to include the verse.

Might be interesting to do a study on how many warnings are found in both the Old and New Testament. To take note of those things the Spirit tells the people of God to beware of regardless of which covenant they reside under. This unexpected verse in Psalms is one of them.

Today, if you hear His voice, do not harden your hearts . . .

(Psalm 95:7b-8a ESV)

It is an exhortation to respond. Not think about responding, but to respond . . . today.

If, says the psalmist (and the writer to the Hebrews) God is speaking to the core of who you are, if your conscience is stirred, if your mind is active, and you believe it is the Spirit of God doing the stirring and the activating, then do not shutdown. Refuse to stonewall. Determine not to be unresponsive. Avoid ignoring the promptings. Resolve not to be dull to the commandment. Said another way, if you hear His voice, do what He’s saying.

And what’s causing me to hover over this familiar verse in this unexpected place is the drastically different context it is found in. In Hebrews 3 it’s a warning about unbelief and refusing the rest available to people through the cross. A warning to not harden your heart to the testimony of the Spirit as to the person and work of Jesus. And I get it. To refuse to believe that Christ is God’s anointed and that through His death all that must be done has been done for people to enter into relationship with the living God, is to foolishly continue to pursue His holiness through our best efforts. Efforts which can never be enough. Works that are unable to change the core of who we are. And thus a never ending striving after that which can never be achieved by our labor. Thus, no rest when rest has been made available.

But in Psalm 95, the exhortation to not harden our hearts is in the context of an invitation to worship.

Oh come, let us sing to the LORD; let us make a joyful noise to the Rock of our salvation! Let us come into His presence with thanksgiving; let us make a joyful noise to Him with songs of praise! . . . Oh come, let us worship and bow down; let us kneel before the LORD, our Maker!

(Psalm 95:1, 2, 6 ESV)

Three times the people of God are beckoned to come. To respond to who God is and for what God has done. To acknowledge that “He is our God, and we are the people of His pasture” (95:70). And after this thrice repeated invitation the songwriter says, “Today, if you hear His voice, do not harden your hearts.”

And it’s got me thinking, so what’s the connection between songless saints and their hearts? What danger is involved in making ourselves dull to the prompting to open our mouths to declare the praise of Him who has saved our souls? What damage are we doing when we’re at best ambivalent and at worst obstinate when it comes to offering the sacrifice of the fruit of our lips? Is being bored in the midst of congregational worship a big deal? Is refusing to participate when the saints gather to declare His praise harmful? I’m thinkin’ . . .

Wasn’t expecting this verse in this song. But if today I’m hearing His voice . . . better not harden my heart.

Oh come, let us worship and bow down; let us kneel before the LORD, our Maker!

Because of His abundant grace. All for His eternal glory.

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Muckers

Paul met them in Corinth but they were originally from Rome. Paul had come to Corinth to preach the gospel, they had left Italy because of persecution. And while they were all descendants of one of the tribes of Israel, what really bound them together was their occupation, as in what they did for a living, and their occupation, as in the focus for what did with their lives. They were all tentmakers by trade and they were all pursuing the kingdom of God by grace.

I’m wrapping up 1Corinthians this morning and the names of these co-workers of Paul are put on my radar again.

The churches of Asia send you greetings. Aquila and Prisca, together with the church in their house, send you hearty greetings in the Lord.

(1Corinthians 16:19 ESV)

This morning I’m noodling on Aquila and Prisca, or Priscilla. Lesser known saints. But enough known about them to be inspired and encouraged. And enough known about them to be reminded that so often God uses “the muckers.”

Muckers. The term, for me, refers to those players on a hockey team who aren’t the stars . . . whose talent isn’t anything particularly spectacular . . . but who can be counted on, shift in and shift out, to put in a solid effort and do the non-flashy stuff in order for a team to win. They are the grinders. They are the hard workers. They are the ones that will go into the corner after the puck, again and again, and dig it out.

Their names are on the backs of their jerseys, but no one is going to pay a lot of money for their hockey card years from now. They’re the everyday, average players. Nothing special, but so needed and relied upon. They’re the muckers. And, I think, so were Aquila and Priscilla.

Tentmakers, but not just tentmakers. Tentmakers who opened their home, and their shop to Paul when he came to Corinth (Acts 18:1-3). Tentmakers who up and left any roots they had started to put down in Corinth in order to accompany Paul on his missionary journey (Acts 18:18). Tentmakers who knew the way of God well enough that, when they encountered a young upstart preacher who knew his Bible but didn’t really grasp the gospel, “they took him and explained to him the way of God more accurately” (Act 18:24-26).

Tentmakers who Paul considered “fellow workers in Christ Jesus” and who “risked their necks” for Paul’s well-being . . . to whom not only Paul was indebted “but all the churches of the Gentiles” as well (Rom. 16:3-4). Tentmakers who regardless of where they were “pitching their tent” opened their home as a gathering place for Jesus’ church (1Cor. 16:19).

Aquila and Priscilla . . . a man and wife team who sought to earn an honest days living while seeking first the kingdom of God.

Muckers. Not widely known on the earth, but highly regarded in heaven. They don’t have the place in the history of the church that Paul or the other apostles have, but their names are written in the book of life and their reward awaits them at the Bema seat of Christ (1Cor. 3:12-14).

Muckers. Not anything flashy but so inspiringly faithful. Not in it for the glory of self, but constrained by the goodness and grace of God to serve wherever and however God would have them. Not pulpit people, but people of the Word and the way.

Thank God for the muckers.

While many of us may never know the calling to public ministry, while for most of us the measure of grace given us in our gifting will never be considered extraordinary by man’s standards, might we be faithful to the call to be grinders for the kingdom . . . to be willing to earnestly venture into the non-glamorous work of the kingdom, even if others never notice . . . to run the race set before us steadfastly and with joy. Knowing that God delights in the muckers.

Because of grace. Always for His glory.

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Worthy

They probably wouldn’t have seen one another’s profile on eHarmony.com. She was a young widow from the country of Moab. He was a bachelor of the clan of Elimelech of the tribe of Judah. She hadn’t much more than the clothes on her back. He was a man of great prominence and wealth. He owned fields. She worked in them. He was able to redeem. She was in need of redemption. But, based on my reading this morning in Ruth, there is one attribute that was a direct match for this least-likely-to-be-compatible couple. They were both worthy.

Now Naomi had a relative of her husbands, a worthy man of the clan of Elimelech, whose name was Boaz.

(Ruth 2:1  ESV)

And now, my daughter, do not fear. I will do for you all that you ask, for all my fellow townsmen know that you are a worthy woman.

(Ruth 3:11 ESV)

The connection jumped of the page as I was reading. Not as evident in other translations where Boaz is described as “a man of great standing” or “a man of great wealth”, and Boaz’s characterization of Ruth is translated as “virtuous” or a woman of “noble character.” But it is the same word in the original used to describe both of them and so the ESV translators used the same English word, “worthy.”

It is a word that means to have strength, to be mighty, to have efficiency, to possess wealth. A word also used of those of with notable valor or virtue. So whether it refers to a physical strength defined by position and profitability, or of a strength of character evident by humility, loyalty and service, both Boaz and Ruth had a reputation of being worthy.

And what is so remarkable about this match made in heaven is that they lived “in the days of the judges” (Ruth 1:1). Dark days when men and women did what was right in their own eyes (Judges 21:25). Chaotic days when, in general, there was little to distinguish the people of God from the pagans around them. Days of idol worship and depraved behavior. Days where seemingly not much could be described as “worthy.” But here are Boaz and Ruth, a worthy man and a worthy woman.

And there’s something about authentic character that brings a light to the darkness. Something about virtue that sparks a flame of hope in the midst of despair. Fact of the matter is, you quickly find yourself really liking Ruth and warming up pretty quickly to Boaz. You think on these two worthy people and it fans the flame of knowing afresh that God works even in the darkest times to fulfill His purposes.

And it causes me to think of another who is worthy. Not in kind with a Boaz or a Ruth but so much greater than either of them. And Paul’s exhortation comes to mind,

Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable, if there is any excellence, if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things.

(Philippians 4:8 ESV)

And so I do. Jesus is true and He is honorable. Jesus is just, He is pure and lovely and deserving of all good report. Jesus defines excellence and He is the embodiment of virtue. Jesus is worthy. Worthy of praise . . . “and honor and glory and blessing” (Rev.5:12).

Worthy.

Because of His great grace God raised up a man whom He deemed worthy to redeem a woman whom He deemed worthy. And in so doing, He painted a picture of a greater Redeemer who would one day pay a great price in order to purchase His Bride.  And He set the stage for a throne to be established.  A throne that one day will be occupied by this same Redeemer who is worthy beyond all description.

What joy, what blessing to think on these things.

Because of grace. For His glory.

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Songless Sabbaths

Psalm 92 is a song for the Sabbath. It’s to be sung when the choir is most aware of its rest. To be sung when the hustle and bustle of the week has subsided and one’s primary duty is to reflect not on their own work but on the works of God. When, as they cease their striving and consider afresh the deep thoughts of God toward His people, His people open their mouths with thanksgiving to their God. And as one who has entered into the greater Sabbath rest of Christ’s finished work (Heb. 4:9), it is a song for me.

It is good to give thanks to the LORD, to sing praises to Your name, O Most High; to declare Your steadfast love in the morning, and Your faithfulness by night, to the music of the lute and the harp, to the melody of the lyre. For You, O LORD, have made me glad by Your work; at the works of Your hands I sing for joy.

(Psalm 92:1-4 ESV)

It’s a good thing to give thanks to the LORD and to sing praises to His name. It’s good in that it is pleasant and enjoyable. It’s good in that it is appropriate and becoming of saints. It’s good in that it is a worthy and valuable investment of time. It’s good in that it is better than other stuff one could be doing.

Of all the downsides of our culture having minimized the value of, and need for, a day of rest, perhaps the greatest impact has been on the giving of thanks. That we have redefined “rest” as non-employment activities, that we have elevated recreation over rest, that our “days off” are as busy, or even busier, than our “work days” has, I fear, stolen time for much needed reflection and response. And so, for too many, too often, there are songless Sabbaths.

The songwriter anticipated declaring the steadfast love of God in the morning and then engaging in an encore at night, singing of His faithfulness (v. 2). There was no trying to find a spot on the Sabbath calendar for an hour or two of worship, worship WAS the calendar for the Sabbath. And not out of a sense of duty, but because “You, O LORD, have made me glad by Your work” (v.3). And His work meant their rest. His tasks, their thanksgiving. His labor, their lute and lyre melody.

And, as I get somewhat nostalgic concerning simpler and less busy times and more (in number and in degree) consecrated first days of the week, I’m not really advocating a return to the time when you never took off your “Sunday best.” But I do think we, as the people of God, have robbed ourselves of a valuable life-rhythm if we lose that seven day cycle of rest, reflection, and response. And not to be too simplistic, but I wonder if songless Sabbaths aren’t directly related to simple and sickly saints.

The righteous flourish like the palm tree and grow like a cedar in Lebanon. They are planted in the house of the LORD; they flourish in the courts of our God.

(Psalm 92:12-13 ESV)

The righteous are meant to flourish. Those robed in the perfect nature of the Son of God through His finished work on the cross by the same power that raised Him from the dead are to blossom, to break out, and to fly! But too many remain withered, entrapped in sin, and never seem to get off the ground.

And again, not to be overly simplistic, I wonder if there isn’t some correlation to the low regard we have for the Sabbath principle. To the rejection of the value of putting worldly pursuits aside in order to reconnect with heaven. Or of the benefit of turning our thoughts from what needs to be done before Monday toward what already has been done for eternity. Or believing that placing the need for recreation below the need for reconnecting and responding on our priority lists will actually result in greater benefit and blessing.

Really, I’m not judging . . just reflecting on the possible impacts of songless Sabbaths.

It is good to give thanks to the LORD, to sing praises to Your name, O Most High

Because of grace . . . for His glory . . .

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