Beholding His Power and Glory

Posted on March 12, 2015 by Pete

David could draw near, but not too near. He could approach, but he couldn’t enter. Though He knew what was behind the curtain, there was no way he could venture behind the curtain. David was king . . . but he wasn’t priest. And so, when David went to the sanctuary, he beheld the outer-workings of the inner reality. But, as I hover over Psalm 63 this morning, David also saw something more than just slicing and dicing and sacrifices . . . something more than the priests fulfilling their duty. When David encountered the sanctuary he beheld God’s power and glory.

O God, You are my God; earnestly I seek You; my soul thirsts for You; my flesh faints for You, as in a dry and weary land where there is no water. So I have looked upon You in the sanctuary, beholding Your power and glory.    (Psalm 63:1-2 ESV)

Psalm 63 is a song of David when he was in the wilderness of Judah. And in that dry and barren place the king seeks the presence of His God. His soul thirsts . . . his flesh faints.

And from what reserve does David pull? From that which he has seen and known of God’s power and glory. And where did he come to know and look upon such things? In the sanctuary.

” . . . he looked through the veil of ceremonies to the invisible One.” – Spurgeon

For many, the temple was but the place of ritual. The sacrifice but the price for being religious. But for David, to go to the temple was to enter into the presence of God. He would lay his hand on the sacrifice, identify with it from his inner being, and offer it in whole-hearted worship. And, in so doing, he would reflect afresh on the holiness of God and the provision of blood to allow man to draw near to such glory. He would remember the deliverance of God, the mighty hand which rescues, and know again the power of God to save.

Because of those sanctuary experiences, when in the desert, David could remember on his bed, and meditate in the watches of the night, of that which he beheld of God’s power and glory.

And the question comes to me, “When you are in the sanctuary, Pete, do you see the power and glory of God?”

When we gather with the saints, . . . when we enter the household of God — not a physical building — but when we come together and become that which is “a holy temple in the Lord . . . a dwelling place for God by the Spirit” (Eph. 2:21-22) . . . as living stones who are “built up as a spiritual house, to be a holy priesthood, to offer spiritual sacrifices acceptable to God through Jesus Christ” (1Peter 2:5) . . . when we enter that sanctuary, do we behold the power and glory of God?

Or, is it the same old, same old? Sing a few songs . . . shake a few hands . . . listen to a sermon . . . give a few bucks . . . and then outta there.

Instead, shouldn’t we enter with awe, knowing that we stand among souls who have been purchased with the blood of the Son of God. Shouldn’t our jaws drop at the thought that we gather as a flock which has been called, by name, into communion with the Great Shepherd. Shouldn’t wonder prevail as we consider that, as we come together, He has determined to be active in our midst, inhabiting the praise of His people?

As the sacrifice of praise, the fruit of our lips, is offered up, do we see it as a sweet smelling aroma ascending to the pleasure of the Father? And not from outside the veil, but from within the very holy of holies, having been given boldness to approach His throne of grace. As the word is preached, do we receive it, as it is, as the very word of God and know again the reality of the indwelling Spirit of God teaching us and feeding us?

Perhaps if we entered the sanctuary as David did, seeing God’s power and His glory in our midst, then, in those desert times, we too would have remembrances and meditations to draw upon for the thirsting soul and the fainting flesh.

So I have looked upon You in the sanctuary, beholding Your power and glory.

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A Beautiful Thing

Posted on March 11, 2015 by Pete

Though she intended it to be all about Him, somehow it would also become about her. Though she only wanted to honor Him, He determined to also honor her. Though she wasn’t looking to establish a legacy, yet she gained one. Though she didn’t do it for recognition, wherever the good news would be proclaimed concerning her Master, she too would be remembered. All because she did a beautiful thing.

Now when Jesus was at Bethany in the house of Simon the leper, a woman came up to Him with an alabaster flask of very expensive ointment, and she poured it on His head as He reclined at table. And when the disciples saw it, they were indignant, saying, “Why this waste? For this could have been sold for a large sum and given to the poor.” But Jesus, aware of this, said to them, Why do you trouble the woman? For she has done a beautiful thing to Me. For you always have the poor with you, but you will not always have Me. In pouring this ointment on My body, she has done it to prepare Me for burial. Truly, I say to you, wherever this gospel is proclaimed in the whole world, what she has done will also be told in memory of her.”
(Matthew 26:6-13 ESV)

For me, it’s one of the most moving and holy moments in all of Scripture. A simple act with a profound implication. A costly act, the aroma of which — quite literally — would not only fill that house, but would remain through His death and, I’m thinking, His resurrection. The living, resurrected Christ, would carry the essence of this woman’s worship with Him.

John’s gospel (John 12:1-8) tells us the woman was Mary, sister of Martha the server, and of Lazarus the undead. He tells us it was a pound of expensive ointment and that not only did she pour it on the Master’s head, but she also anointed His feet with it, wiping His feet with her hair. In John’s account, he also records Jesus’ defense of her actions — that it was done in anticipation of His death, something which, though He foretold it frequently, none of them could make sense of. But Matthew also records Jesus’ evaluation of such a sacrificial and worshipful act . . . “she has done a beautiful thing to Me.”

I don’t often think about something a man or woman doing having an impact on God. Don’t consider how the material can show up on the radar of the eternal. Don’t wonder much about what we do on earth stirring the hearts of heaven. But I’m guessing that we might be surprised at what we may discover of other “beautiful things” which have been taken notice of by the King. Acts of worship . . . acts of service . . . deeds done not to gain favor but because abundant favor has already been won.

And I kind of long for more of the heart of that woman with the alabaster flask of expensive ointment. Someone unhindered in her extravagant worship. Someone who only had eyes for her Savior. Someone who, though without fully understanding all of what it would accomplish and how, determined to honor Him in His death in an over-the-top manner. Someone who would fill the house with a sweet smelling aroma of which heaven would take notice.

O’ to honor Jesus with a beautiful thing.

By His grace . . . for His glory.

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The Rock That Is Higher Than I

Posted on March 10, 2015 by Pete

Situation assessment: You are at the end. The end of your options. The end of your resources. The end of your rope. You are as far away from where you want to be as you think you can be. What’s more, you are out of gas. Nothing left in the tank. Reserves depleted. Not physically necessarily, but emotionally. Your heart is faint. Overwhelmed. The fighting spirit is done. Situation assessment? Not so good. Recommended course of action? Commence prayer.

Hear my cry, O God, listen to my prayer; from the end of the earth I call to You when my heart is faint. Lead me to the rock that is higher than I, for You have been my refuge, a strong tower against the enemy. Let me dwell in Your tent forever! Let me take refuge under the shelter of Your wings!   Selah  (Psalm 61:1-5 ESV)

Hovering over the songwriter’s song this morning. Not let in on David’s situation exactly, but you’re thinking it’s probably one of those times when he’s in the wilderness. Far from home . . . far from the throne . . . from from the house of God . . . far from God’s holy hill. One of those times when he’s tired of being on the run. When he’s about done with being in hiding. One of those times when the promises of God are ringing a bit hollow . . . the blessings of God not overly apparent. He is as far away from “feeling God” as he can be . . . like being at the end of the earth.

But with what emotional strength he still possesses, with the little bit of holy determination he is still able to muster, he cries out to heaven, “Hear me, O God, listen to my prayer.”

Pretty simple prayer really. “Lead me to the rock!” That rock which is a strong tower . . . that rock which is an inhabitable tent . . . that rock which is a sheltering refuge. Lead me to the rock that is higher than I.

The songwriter knows of the rock. He has been on the rock. But He needs His God to guide him to the rock . . . to transport him to the rock . . . to carry him to the rock. It’s a rock higher than he has the resources to ascend to. A rock beyond just “sucking it up” and “making it happen.” It’s a rock “higher than I.” But it is also a rock for the weary . . . a respite for the wandering . . . a refuge for the worn out.

And you don’t have to noodle very long on this before the r-o-c-k is spelled the S-a-v-i-o-r (-o-u-r for my Canadian friends).

I read of the rock higher than I and I think of the One who became lower than the angels for the suffering of death and is now crowned with glory and honor (Heb. 2:7-9). I think of the tent of eternal dwelling, and I think of all that it means to be “in Christ” . . . and of the grace that has “made us alive together with Christ” and has “raised us up with Him and seated us with Him in the heavenly places in Christ Jesus” (Eph. 2:5-6). I think of the shelter of His wings, and the respite that is promised there, and I hear Him again inviting us, “Come to Me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you, and learn from Me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls” (Matt. 11:28-29).

And so you look to the Rock . . . and with what seems like a last breath, you whisper heavenward, “Lead me there, Lord. Guide my storm-tossed ship to that harbor. Let my feet again know they are standing on solid ground.” And He does. With all sufficient grace and a peace that passes understanding, even with circumstances unchanged, we are transported to higher ground. Reminded of our eternal dwelling. Comforted by His abiding shelter. Fortified against our enemies.

All because of the Rock that is higher than I. And a God who, with infinite patience and compassion, will lead us there.

To Him be all glory! Amen?

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Not Worth Comparing

Posted on March 9, 2015 by Pete

This morning, Sue and I had a good laugh as we read together of what has got to be, by the author’s own admission, among the worst honeymoons ever (you can check it out by clicking here). And while such things can be humorous in hindsight, it must have been awful for these newlyweds as they went through it. At times wondering if they would even survive, much less if their marriage would survive. But my sense is that not only did they live to tell about it, but that, though they went though a week or so of what may of seemed like h-e-double-hockey-sticks, they have enjoyed many years since then as man and wife. When all was said it done, what happened then probably wasn’t worth comparing to what they are enjoying now. Kind of like something I read this morning in Romans 8.

The Spirit himself bears witness with our spirit that we are children of God, and if children, then heirs–=heirs of God and fellow heirs with Christ, provided we suffer with Him in order that we may also be glorified with Him. For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worth comparing with the glory that is to be revealed to us.   (Romans 8:16-18 ESV)

Not worth comparing. That’s how Paul characterizes the sufferings of this present time with the glory to be revealed to us.

No matter how bad it can get . . . and I don’t diminish the fact that for many it gets pretty bad . . . but, no matter how bad it can get, God’s word promises that it pales in comparison as to how good it will become when the glory is revealed.

I flashback to 1985. My mom has passed at the age of 48 due to lung cancer. Ugly, ugly stuff. The last few months, horrible. But I remember the joy that flooded my soul when, as we packed up her things, I opened the Bible we had given her, and as I thumbed through it found Romans 8:18 highlighted. Dying of lung cancer . . . not worth comparing to the glory to be revealed.

Continue reading in the chapter and what’s to come is described as “the revealing of the sons of God” (8:19) . . . as obtaining “the freedom of the glory of the children of God” (8:21) . . . as waiting eagerly for “adoption as sons, the redemption of our bodies” (8:23). That, says the Father through the inspired writing of Paul, is the hope in which we were saved. That’s the end game. Not a better life now . . . but an unimaginable existence then. Not the material stuff we accumluate which fades, corrodes, and eventually will be burned up . . . but ” an inheritance that is imperishable, undefiled, and unfading, kept in heaven for you” (1Peter 1:4).

No matter how bad it seems now . . . or even how good we may think it is now . . . not worth comparing.

And as I read on . . . it’s not like we’re left alone to deal with that which life deals us. The Spirit helps us in our weakness (8:27) as He intercedes for us. Christ Jesus, the One who died for our sins, He who rose the third day for our justification, is even right now at the right hand of God — and He too “indeed is interceding for us” (8:34). Nothing, says Paul, nothing will separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord (8:37). Despite “tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or danger, or sword”, . . . “in all these things we are more than conquerors through Him who loved us” (8:35, 37).

More than conquerors here and now . . . way more than conquerors there and then . . . on that day when the glory is revealed.

Keep on keepin’ on, saint. For it’s not worth comparing.

All because of grace . . . and all for His glory!

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Just A Name

Posted on March 6, 2015 by Pete

I read a lot of good stuff this morning. In Numbers, the wilderness walkers are counted before they enter the land and Joshua is commissioned to succeed Moses (ch. 26 & 27). The reading in Matthew was a call to stay awake and be ready — to keep my head in the game — because “the Son of Man is coming at an hour you do not expect” (Matt. 24:44). Then Paul, in Romans, rehearses the age old struggle within those who desire to please God. Though they delight in the law of God, in their inner being, they see another dynamic within their bodies compelling them to do that which they know displeases God. And so Paul asks the question,”Who will deliver me from this body of death?” His answer? “Thanks be to God through Jesus Christ our Lord!” (Rom. 8:24-25). And then, I closed my reading plan with Psalm 58 and a reminder that my God is a just God and that, one day, every human being will acknowledge it for, “Mankind will say, ‘Surely there is a reward for the righteous; surely there is a God who judges on earth'” (Ps. 58:11).

Like I said a lot of good stuff. Any number of big ideas to noodle on. But, for whatever reason, it was one word, just a name, that caught my eye and my imagination. A single name, of which little is said and really nothing is known.

The sons of Asher according to their clans: of Imnah, the clan of the Imnites; of Ishvi, the clan of the Ishvites; of Beriah, the clan of the Beriites. Of the sons of Beriah: of Heber, the clan of the Heberites; of Malchiel, the clan of the Malchielites. And the name of the daughter of Asher was Serah. These are the clans of the sons of Asher as they were listed, 53,400. (Numbers 26:44-47 ESV)

Serah. Literally, “the prince breathed.” Easton’s dictionary takes that literal translation and suggests that the name means “princess” or “abundance.”

The biblical record provides no information about her other than that she was a daughter of Asher, the eighth son of Jacob, born by Leah’s servant Zilpah. But what is interesting is that when “the sons of Asher” are listed here, and in the Genesis 46, and in 1Chronicles 7, Serah is always included. Don’t know what it was about Serah, but the Holy Spirit ensures that when you remember Asher’s kids, you remember Serah.

And it’s not what I don’t know about Serah that grabs me this morning, it’s what I do know — that her name is recorded, three times, in the God-breathed Scriptures. Though she is insignificant in terms of history, biblical or otherwise, her name has been recorded forever. Having left no recorded mark on the kingdoms of this earth, her name has so impressed the kingdom of heaven that the Father ensures it will be read, and re-read, and read again by countless numbers throughout the millennia.

I know her name, because God knows her name. Though I know nothing about her, her Creator knows everything about her.

And so, I sit and wonder why God includes her name in the list of the sons of Asher. But I also sit IN wonder at God’s determination to ensure her name is not lost when the sons of Asher are listed. And I imagine that, perhaps, God sits and smiles at my wonder, and delights that her name continues to bring Him such glory.

Serah. Just a name. But a name used of the Spirit to direct my thoughts to the Giver of Names . . . to the Recorder of Names . . . and to His Son, the Name Above All Names.

Yup . . . a lot of good stuff this morning.

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Dwelling Alone

Posted on March 5, 2015 by Pete

Continuing my reading in Numbers and, this morning, spent some time reconsidering the goofy drama played out between Balak, king of Moab, and Balaam, prophet for hire (Numbers 22 -25). Balak sees the Israeli horde nearing his land. Fearing he’d have a tough time physically standing against them, he decides to take a “spiritual warfare” approach. He sends for Balaam . . . apparently a man of some reputation for dabbling in the spirit world . . . and one who can be retained for the right price. One who, so Balak believes, can curse the people of God thus giving Balak an upper hand against them. But this Balaam, is apparently a man of “integrity.” He only speaks from the spirit world what the spirit world will allow him to speak.

Why God engages with Balaam, I’m not quite certain. But He does. At first forbidding Balaam to go, but then allowing it. You get the sense that God allows Balaam to serve his covetous nature. Though Balaam is a “man of integrity,” he’s a greedy man of integrity who really wants the honor and riches promised him by the king of Moab.

Bottom line . . . Balaam goes to Moab knowing that God has determined to bless Israel and that Balaam is not to curse the people. But Balaam’s also going hoping, somehow, to make some money off this gig . . . either because God changes His mind (not gonna happen) . . . or Balaam comes up with another way to help Balak trip up Israel (which he does — see Numbers 25:1-9 and Revelation 2:14).

Three times Balak insists that Balaam curse the Israelites . . . three times Balaam ends up speaking the word of the LORD and blesses them. And it’s something I read in the first blessing that caught my attention.

How can I curse whom God has not cursed? How can I denounce whom the LORD has not denounced? For from the top of the crags I see him, from the hills I behold him; behold, a people dwelling alone, and not counting itself among the nations! (Numbers 23:8-9 ESV)

Balaam could only speak what God told him to speak . . . and when it came to describing the people of God this is how they were characterized: ” . . . a people dwelling alone . . . not counting itself among the nations.”

And it has a familiar ring. It should, given that God’s people under the Old Covenant foreshadow certain realities that should mark God’s people under the New Covenant, aka the Church. We too should be a people marked by dwelling in holy separation, a people not considering itself to be like those who follow after other gods. Though we are “in the world,” we are not to be “of the world.”

Not that we live in self-righteous isolation, but that we live in clear Christ-righteousness identification.

That those redeemed from the slavery to sin which so marks the world, who have been purified by the blood of God’s one and only Son, and have been called out as God’s own possession, would seek first the kingdom of God in such a way that they are known for dwelling alone. Marching to the beat of a different drummer, attuned to the rhythm of heaven. Marked by a different way of thinking, a different set of priorities, a different set of goals. A people which regard themselves as “a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people for His own possession, that you may proclaim the excellencies of Him who called you out of darkness into His marvelous light” (1Peter2:9).

O that God’s people might live in holy distinction from the world about them. Not that we might be exclusive, but that we would be effective. Effective in demonstrating the power of new life in Christ . . . effective in being the salt and light we are called to be . . . effective in proclaiming the good news a lost world so needs to hear.

Dwelling alone . . . for the sake of the world . . . by His grace . . . and for His glory.

What agreement has the temple of God with idols? For we are the temple of the living God; as God said, “I will make my dwelling among them and walk among them, and I will be their God, and they shall be My people. Therefore go out from their midst, and be separate from them, says the Lord . . .”   (2Corinthians 6:16-17a ESV)

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The Path to Our Final Destination

Posted on March 4, 2015 by Pete

I think I’ve commented on it before . . . how some verses lie in the shadow of others. Case in point, this morning, Romans 6:22.

Romans 6:23 is the well known verse . . . “For the wages of sin is death, but the free gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord.” It’s the consummate summary of the gospel . . . bad news, followed by the good news. Part of the “Roman Road” . . . inscribed on plaques and wall hangings . . . frequently found in Scripture memorization plans. A “big” verse. As such, it can cast a pretty broad shadow. Causing us, sometimes, to skim over the verses around it. But in that shadow, my attention was drawn to the twenty-second verse of Romans six . . . and the path to our final destination.

But now that you have been set free from sin and have become slaves of God, the fruit you get leads to sanctification and its end, eternal life.   (Romans 6:22 ESV)

Paul’s been making the argument that grace should be no motivator to sin. In fact, the same grace that forgives sin is the grace which gives new life. Moreover, while sin’s power is death, grace conquers because it offers a righteousness that comes by faith. Thus, we are not to sin because it’s covered by grace. Instead, we are to pursue righteousness because it is who we are by grace.

And so, set free from sin, we are now free to yield to a new master . . . we are free to become slaves of God.

To be sure, we are not “there” yet . . . the old man waging war continually with the Spirit within us (Gal. 5:16-18). But, if we walk in the Spirit, we will not have to concede to the flesh. And the fruit of submitting ourselves to the Spirit, of counting ourselves as slaves to God, is sanctification. The manifest impact of yielding ourselves to the things of the kingdom will be an ever-increasing, more and more evident, holiness.

Slaves of God start thinking more and more like His Son. Slaves of God start acting more and more like His Son. Slaves of God become more and more conformed to the nature of His Son.

And this process of sanctification, this realization of holiness, is but the divine preparation for a glorious end.

While being focused on living life well now is important, the ultimate goal of this pursuit is the fullness of salvation. That what is now a “work in progress” will one day be the complete “restoration of the soul to the favor and enjoyment of God forever” (Charles Hodge). That the holy determination to live according to the new nature now, will one day become second nature. Having already been delivered fully from the penalty of sin, holiness will just be who I am when I’m finally and fully delivered from the power and the presence of sin.

Sanctification is but the means towards a glorious end. It’s but the preparation for a future reality. It’s but the incentive towards greater riches. It’s but the evidence that the promise will be fulfilled.

To be sure, I fail and fall way more than I would like. But, in those moments when, by His grace, I recognize myself really living as a “slave of righteousness” through the power of the Spirit of God, far from patting myself on the back and saying, “I’ve arrived,” I should, instead, be reminded that it’s but the path to our final destination. I should look to the sky and know that I’m not home yet . . . but I’m on my way.

All because of grace. All for His eternal glory.

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Honor Me

Posted on March 3, 2015 by Pete

I’ve read it before, but this morning it kind of bothers me afresh. They haven’t been perfect, but they’ve been faithful. They’ve spent four decades working together to lead their people out of bondage and into a land flowing with milk and honey. They had to take a forty year detour because of these same people. People who complained . . . people who grumbled . . . people refused to enter the land . . . people who rose up in rebellion.

As I enter Numbers 20, apparently it’s been 38 years since the detour at Kadesh Barnea. Now the congregation is back . . . a new congregation. Those who refused entrance the first time have all passed during Israel’s wandering in the wilderness. Their kids have grown up. And now the children of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob are back in the wilderness of Zin, staying at Kadesh.

And, kind of like father, like son, they rise up against Moses and Aaron quarreling about a lack of water. “It would have been better to perish in the wanderings like the others, than come into this desert where there’s no water. Tell us again, why you made us come out of Egypt?” (20:3-5). Sounds too familiar. And Moses and Aaron do what they do when “their flock” gets ugly. They go to the tabernacle, get on their faces, and intercede for them before the LORD.

And God meets with them . . . and He gives them the plan for addressing the people’s thirst . . .

“Take the staff, and you and your brother Aaron gather the assembly together. Speak to that rock before their eyes and it will pour out its water. You will bring water out of the rock for the community so that they and their livestock can drink.”   (Numbers 20:8 ESV)

And Moses and Aaron follow God’s instructions . . . kinda’. Rather than speak to the rock, they chastise the people. Rather than speak to the rock, in what seems to be frustration and anger, they instead strike the rock twice. And, though water starts to flow in abundance such that all the people and their livestock drink, behind the scenes God deals with Moses and Aaron in what seems a most severe manner.

But the LORD said to Moses and Aaron, “Because you did not trust in Me enough to honor Me as holy in the sight of the Israelites, you will not bring this community into the land I give them.”    (Numbers 20:12 ESV)

And before the chapter ends, at Mount Hor, Moses escorts Aaron up the mountain along with Eleazar, Aaron’s son. And there Aaron hands over his priestly garments to his son, and then Aaron is “gathered to his people” and dies. And, honestly, it kind of bugs me.

So much given for the work of the LORD. So many risks taken. So much rebellion dealt with. So close to entering the promised land. And Aaron, and soon Moses, comes up short from seeing the prize.

But as I noodle on it, I’m reminded that it’s never been about Aaron getting the prize, but always about God getting the glory. It has been grace upon grace that afforded Aaron the privilege of being high priest . . . even after that golden calf incident at Mt. Sinai. Though he and Moses often bore the brunt of a complaining crowd, they were also afforded entrance into the very presence of God . . . having done enough “cloud time” that interacting with God’s glory had perhaps become a bit common place. So much so, that he and Moses decided to improvise a bit with God’s command concerning the rock.

It’s faith that pleases God (Hebrews 11:6). But these wearied servants didn’t trust God enough to let Him deal graciously with this new congregation and show Himself holy in their sight. And thus, for these well-worn warriors, consequences.

And so, while I feel a genuine sense of sadness as I read of Aaron’s “home gathering,” I’m also filled afresh with a reverent awe before my God who, even in Aaron’s death, deals with him so graciously. Not swallowed up by the earth . . . not taken out by fire or plague . . . but gathered to his people by his God.

And I’m reminded that my God is to be honored as holy. That He is to be set apart as Sovereign. That He is to be the center of all attention, and mine is to be but a sign post pointing to Him. And that it’s not about me winning the prize, but about Him receiving all the glory.

Honor Me, He says. Yes, LORD, I respond . . . by Your grace, for Your glory.

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He Stood Between . . .

Posted on March 2, 2015 by Pete

A bit of extended reading time in Numbers this morning (chapters 9 through 17). Crazy! It’s amazing what “doing community” in the wilderness can do to a nation. It has a way, it seems, of making people kind of cranky . . . and oh, so foolish. Despite God’s visible presence among them as the cloud hovers over the tabernacle, indicating when to set up camp and when to move out, they somehow seem to forget that God’s there. Instead they focus on the stuff of the flesh. Stuff like . . . I’m getting tired of manna and want some variety in my diet. Stuff like . . . I know God promised us this land, but have you seen how big those dudes are? Stuff like . . . Who made you the boss over me?

And as a result, God’s anger is kindled. And though Moses spends a lot of time facedown petitioning on behalf of the cranky crowds, people are dying. Some due to plague. Some due to the earth swallowing them and their families whole. And God repeatedly asks, “How long will this people despise Me? How long with they not believe in Me? How long shall this wicked congregation grumble against me?”

And there was a phrase at the end of chapter 16 that caught my eye . . . and captured my heart . . . and evoked a measure of thanksgiving.

It’s another day in the congregation. Actually not just any other day . . . it’s the day after Korah and Co. have been consumed by the earth because of their arrogant challenge of Moses’ and Aaron’s authority. So, you would think that the day after that kind of night before would be a day when people are a bit more cautious about mouthing off to Moses or to the LORD. Evidently not! The next day they grumble against Moses and Aaron and how they have “killed the people of the LORD.” Hello!!! Did they not see the ground open? Kind of a God thing . . . not really a man thing. But it seems there’s something about allowing the flesh to lead that can make people kind of stupid.

And so, they assemble against Moses. And then the cloud descends upon the tabernacle. The glory of God enters the camp, and another plague starts taking out people. “Get away from the midst of this congregation,” says the LORD to Moses, “that I may consume them in a moment” (16:45). And Moses and Aaron go facedown before the LORD on behalf of the people . . . AGAIN! And then Moses tells Aaron to quickly grab his censer, put fire on it from the altar, and start making atonement for the people “for wrath has gone out from the LORD” (16:46).

And here’s what caused me to pause . . .

So Aaron took it as Moses said and ran into the midst of the assembly. And behold, the plague had already begun among the people. And he put on the incense and made atonement for the people. And he stood between the dead and the living, and the plague was stopped. (Numbers 16:47-48 ESV)

And I pulled out my colored pencil for Jesus and shaded “he stood between the dead and the living, and the plague was stopped.”

If Aaron’s actions aren’t a foreshadow of the Savior’s atoning work, then I’m not sure what is. Jesus, as it were, ran into the midst of the assembly . . . the destruction of sin all about Him . . . and made atonement for the sins of men through the offering of Himself on the altar’s fire. And my Savior stands between the dead and the living and the plague is stopped. For all who will believe, death’s power is broken. For all who will receive, the wrath has been turned away. For all who are covered by the offering of the spotless Lamb of God, they are counted among the living. The truly living. Given life . . . given new life . . . given abundant life . . . given life everlasting.

O’, what joy seeing Jesus “pop up” in the Old Testament. What humbling blessing to know again the Father’s heart towards wayward children that He would send His Son to redeem them that God might be both just, and the justifier, of all who believe (Rom. 3:26).

O, what amazing grace! To Him be eternal glory!

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A Right Response to the Word

Posted on February 27, 2015 by Pete

Some pretty high-powered reading this morning. Romans 3 declares that all have sinned, the law bearing witness to man’s failure at works-based righteousness. And then it reveals that a righteousness of God has been manifest — “the righteousness of God through faith in Jesus Christ for all who believe” (Rom. 3:22). Certainly worth pausing over and typing out a few thoughts.

I also read Psalm 51 this morning. Game, set, match against David. So busted! The law referred to in Romans 3 condemning him for his unbridled lust and duplicit, murderous treachery. And yet He pleads to God for washing and cleansing. Asks that his transgressions be blotted out . . . that a right spirit might be renewed . . . that the joy of salvation might be restored. The grace Paul explains in Romans 3 is given flesh and blood application in Psalm 51. Worthy too of a bit of noodling and some writing.

But it was my reading in the latter part of Matthew 22 that “topped the list” in terms of stirring my soul. Maybe because three phrases in the passage highlighted for me a right response to the Word.

They marveled . . . they were astonished . . . no one was able to answer Him a word.

It started as a setup. In Matthew 22:15 it says the Pharisees went to Jesus and plotted how to “entangle Him in His talk.” They understood that Jesus had just spoken against them in His stories of the kingdom (Matt. 21:23-22:14). “Okay, Mister Articulate Man,” they think, “Let’s see if we can’t trip You up with all Your words.”

So the Pharisees send some of their disciples to Jesus with an “innocent question” about paying taxes (23:16-22). “Is it lawful to pay taxes to Caesar, or not?” Jesus, aware of their ill intent, tells them to look at a coin and take note of whose face is on it. It’s Caesar’s of course. It’s his money. So, says Jesus, “render to Caesar the things that are Caesars, and to God the things that are Gods.” Pretty simple, yet pretty profound. And Matthew records that when they heard His response, “they marveled” (v.22).

Emboldened by this challenge, but perhaps disdainful of such an inane topic, the Saducees step forward with some “sincere” ponderings about the resurrection (23:23-33). They lay out a hypothetical case that they are sure puts a stake in the heart of resurrection teaching. But Jesus dismisses their logic, “You are wrong, because you know neither the Scriptures nor the power of God.” And then Jesus, who is the Author of the Scriptures and the Incarnate Power of God, corrects their understanding of marriage in heaven, and reminds them of their own admission that God is not the God of the dead, but of the living. And, says Matthew, “when the crowd heard it, they were astonished at His teaching” (v.33).

Finally, the Pharisees push toward Jesus one of their brightest minds to engage Him in a debate concerning “the greatest commandment in the Law” (23:34-45). And after providing an unarguable response to His question, Jesus asks them a question of His own, “If the Christ is the son of David, then how is it that, through the Spirit, David calls Him Lord?” And, pens Matthew again, “no one was able to answer Him a word.”

And I can’t help but think that those should be three pretty common responses whenever I hear Jesus speak. That I should marvel . . . that I should be astonished . . . that I should be still and silent with awe. Sometimes, I fear, I can be so impressed with my understanding of a passage or, with the results of my study, that I fail to recognize that it isn’t about how bright I am but how gracious He is. That He, through His Spirit, illuminates the Scriptures. That I hear His voice solely due to the grace of divine revelation.

If I truly regarded it as such, wouldn’t I, more often, marvel . . . and be astonished . . . and sit quietly before Him?  Wouldn’t that be a right response to the Word? I’m thinkin’ . . .

Word of God speak . . .

By Your grace . . . for Your glory.

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