An Aroma

I’ve got to admit . . . I have it pretty good. I call Sue as I’m leaving work at night . . . drive 25 minutes . . . and, on most nights, when I walk in the door I smell supper ready to be served. Sometimes, I know what’s for dinner the moment I enter the house . . . other times, I get to play with the smell from the kitchen and try and guess what Sue’s cooked up for our evening meal as I walk down the hall. It’s a blessing to walk in the door after work and smell supper on the stove. But I’m reminded by Paul that it’s a greater blessing to bring an “aroma” into a place yourself . . .

But thanks be to God, who in Christ always leads us in triumphal procession, and through us spreads the fragrance of the knowledge of Him everywhere. For we are the aroma of Christ to God among those who are being saved and among those who are perishing, to one a fragrance from death to death, to the other a fragrance from life to life. Who is sufficient for these things?
(2Corinthians 2:14-16 ESV)

The fragrance of the knowledge of Christ . . . that was the air about Paul. There was a sweet odor that wafted around Paul as he shared the gospel . . . as he told of the good news of a Savior who died for men’s sins . . . of a Shepherd who sought lost sheep . . . of a Sovereign who was establishing a heavenly kingdom. It was more than the words from His mouth . . . it was the Word living in and through Him. Less about his oratory . . . more about his awe-atory.

Paul viewed himself as “the aroma of Christ to God” . . . a reference, I think, to the sweet-smelling aromas of the Old Testament sacrifices. Paul, offering his body as a living sacrifice, emitted a pleasing savor which rose to the portals of heaven . . . a fragrance of life, for those who had ears to hear (or, perhaps, noses to smell) . . . but a fragrance of death to those who would have an allergic reaction to the things of grace and truth.

And while I know that Paul writes specifically of his unique calling as the apostle to the Gentiles, I can’t help but make application to the guy sitting in this chair. How am I smelling? What’s the nature of the odor that fills a room when I enter? What scent is being diffused with my presence? What bouquet do I possess that others pick up?

And the question is so not about me in many ways. For “who is sufficient for these things?” Implied answer, “No one!” I can’t manufacture the perfume . . . I can’t fake the fragrance . . . but as Christ lives in me, so His precious scent is diffused from me. As I yield to the Spirit’s work in me . . . so the savor of Christ’s tender compassions emit from me. As God’s Word is taken in . . . so the sweet savor of God’s grace is poured out.

Who is sufficient for these things? God alone.

But shouldn’t we desire to “smell” a bit? Shouldn’t we want to bring an aroma into the room . . . the aroma of Christ? I’m thinkin’ . . .

By His grace . . . for His glory.

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Boastful Behaviors

Boasting, for the most part, is not considered cool in Christian circles. But it really depends on what you’re boasting, or glorying, in. Paul was a boaster . . . though not concerning himself. He would boast in the cross (Gal. 6:14) . . . glorying in the work of redemption . . . pointing to the wonder of a God who so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son. He would boast of others (2Thess. 1:4) . . . bragging about the reality of new creations in Christ as their faith grew and their love abounded, evidence of the Spirit’s working in them. When it came to himself, he would boast of his weakness . . . as it became a platform from which to display the sufficiency of the enabling power of Christ that was resting on him (2Cor. 12:9). And this morning, as I’m reading 2Corinthians 1, I read of Paul boasting in something else . . .

For our boast is this: the testimony of our conscience that we behaved in the world with simplicity and godly sincerity, not by earthly wisdom but by the grace of God, and supremely so toward you.   (2Corinthians 1:12 ESV)

Conducting oneself in simplicity . . . and godly sincerity . . . not by earthly wisdom but by the grace of God . . . this is conduct worthy of glorying in . . . you might say these are “boastful behaviors.”

The world throws a lot at us. Maze like paths to navigate . . . obstacles to overcome . . . people cutting us off . . . a riptide of popular opinion and approach seeking to suck us in . . . all demanding we react . . . all requiring that we make decisions. And there’s a way to do it that is “walking in a manner worthy of our calling” (Eph. 4:1) . . . and a way, not so much.

As I noodle on it this morning, Paul lays out some pretty basic principles for walking the talk.

Simplicity . . . singleness of mind . . . mental honesty . . . just being who we are in Christ. Admitting we’re jars of clay . . . but jars of clay that hold a treasure. Knowing that we are weak . . . but also confident that He is strong. Aware of the presence of the flesh . . . but seeking to walk in the Spirit. So aware we don’t have all the answers . . . so sure that His Word does. Not over complicating or over engineering things . . . just pilgrims walking the pilgrim path on our way home. Simplicity is a boastful behavior.

Godly sincerity . . . a holy clearness as to who we are in Christ . . . a purity of purpose in desiring to be imitators of Christ. Doing life in the power of His risen life . . . with integrity . . . with consistency. Not getting fancy . . . not putting on a show . . . just sheep seeking to hear the Shepherd’s voice and follow faithfully . . . just members of the Body trying to find their place . . . brothers and sisters in the family of God wanting to love one another . . . living stones in the temple of the living God longing to be a place where His glory dwells. Godly sincerity is a boastful behavior.

Finally, behaving ourselves by the grace of God. Aware that any desire to follow in the Way . . . that any degree to which we walk in a manner that’s worthy . . . is not because of who we are . . . or how wise we are . . . but solely because of the unmerited favor He has poured into and over our lives. Those who have known God’s amazing grace desiring to conduct their lives in the context of grace. Forsaking the world’s filters and scorecards and, instead, increasingly experiencing a view of the world shaped by the mind and heart of Christ. Living in and by the grace of God . . . this is boastful behavior.

Boastful behavior . . . conduct worthy of boasting in . . . a manner of life fit to be gloried in . . . knowing that the glorying isn’t in ourselves . . . so aware that credit is not ours to claim . . .

. . . It is no longer I who live, but Christ who lives in me. And the life I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave Himself for me.   (Galatians 2:20b ESV)

O’ that I would be more characterized by these “boastful behaviors” . . . by His grace . . . for His glory.

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I Got Your Feet!

If there was anyone who might have been justified in cashing things in, perhaps it was Hannah. Yeah, she was married to a good man . . . but there was always that other woman. Not that the multi-wife plan was all that unusual in those days . . . but it could make for some tense times. And that other woman wouldn’t have been such an issue if weren’t for the matter of children . . . as in, the other woman had them and Hannah didn’t. The Lord had closed Hannah’s womb . . . and the other woman wouldn’t let Hannah forget it (1Sam. 1:6). It became a competition for this other woman . . . and a source of continued grief, anxiety, and vexation to Hannah (1:16). If Hannah’s sorrow had turned to bitterness, it might not have been a surprise. Had it caused her to withdraw from her husband . . . and even from her God . . . others would have understood. But at the end of day . . . every bitter day . . . she heard God’s voice, “I got your feet!”

The LORD makes poor and makes rich; He brings low and He exalts. He raises up the poor from the dust; He lifts the needy from the ash heap to make them sit with princes and inherit a seat of honor. For the pillars of the earth are the LORD’s, and on them He has set the world. He will guard the feet of His faithful ones . . .   (1Samuel 2:7-9a ESV)

In her anguish of soul . . . the grief of a closed womb . . . the incessant provocation of one who equated children with worth . . . the nagging, recurring thoughts of God punishing her for some reason . . . in all this, Hannah remained committed to her husband . . . and remained faithful to worshiping her LORD at Shiloh. Though the annual pilgrimage brought renewed sorrow, she would go. And then, on one occasion, she would draw near. In deep distress . . . weeping bitterly . . . she prayed (1:10) . . . and she continued to pray (1:12) . . . and she poured out her soul before the LORD (1:15). Certainly she did so because her situation was desperate . . . but she also did so because her God was the God who guards the feet of the faithful.

God hears Hannah’s prayer . . . God gives Hannah the delights of her heart in her son, Samuel . . . and, after the boy is weaned, Hannah returns to Shiloh to “lend” her son to the Lord for as long he lives (1:27-28) . . . and to worship the Lord with all her might (2:1-10).

I’m hovering over the first part of 1Samuel 2 . . . Hannah’s second recorded prayer in this book. Anxiety and vexation of soul have given way to rejoicing and exultation of heart . . . her affliction has given way to affection . . . tears of bitterness replaced with tears of joy. And while her situation has changed . . . her God has not.

There is none holy like the LORD; there is none besides You; there is no rock like our God.   (1Samuel 2:2 ESV)

He is the Rock . . . regardless of whether one’s estate is rich or poor . . . low or exalted. He is the One who, in His time and according to His purposes, raises up the poor from the dust . . . and lifts the needy from the ashes. He is the Sovereign Almighty God of all the earth . . . the One who guards the feet of His faithful ones.

For those who persist in turning their hearts towards Him, regardless of the situation, He protects their paths . . . directs them in the way of righteousness . . . sustains them over the rocky roads . . . leads them beside still waters. He watches over our feet . . . though we may get sideways sometimes, yet He will not allow us to take irrevocable detours . . . though we may trip up and stumble, He will not allow us to fall to where we cannot, by His grace, get back up.

Hear Him say this morning, “I got your feet!”

And then, faithful one, worship!

My heart exults in the LORD; my horn is exalted in the LORD . . . there is no rock like our God.   (1Samuel 2:1, 2b ESV)

Amen?

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Family Business

His name means “crowned.” Amongst the first converts in Achia, he and his family were among the few who had been baptized by the apostle Paul himself. They were long standing members of the church of Corinth. And what grabs me each time I come across them when reading Paul’s concluding comments in 1Corinthians, is that they were a family in the Family business.

Now I urge you, brothers–you know that the household of Stephanas were the first converts in Achaia, and that they have devoted themselves to the service of the saints–be subject to such as these, and to every fellow worker and laborer.    (1Corinthians 16:15-16 ESV)

Stephanas and his household devoted themselves to the service of the saints.

The saints . . . set apart ones . . . those redeemed through faith by the blood of Christ . . . given the Spirit of adoption . . . sons & daughters of the Father . . . joint heirs with Christ . . . the Family of God. And Stephanas, and his house, had set their hearts and energies, as a family, to serve the Family . . . the old King James says that they had “addicted themselves to the ministry of the saints.”

And I can think of families that I have run across over the course of my life who served the Family. Most often, in my case, it was through hospitality . . . an open home . . . hanging out with parents and their kids . . . enjoying a meal . . . and, just as much if not more so, enjoying the atmosphere of a household united in Christ. Actually, it was such a house . . . over such a meal . . . that the Lord used to initiate a hunger and thirst within me for the kingdom. I wouldn’t have said it that way at the time . . . or even understood it if someone else had said it. But the Lord used the time spent in the home of that family to produce in me the feeble prayer, “Lord, what they have, I want.”

I have been in homes that were a refuge. A place where a weary saint could lay their head as they were passing through . . . a safe place where, in addition to meals being served up, healthy amounts of encouragement were also on the menu . . . homes that were homes to strangers as well as to the saints. Such homes come to mind when I think of a household that is “spending their lives in service to God’s people” (NLT).

And while we may not all be called to be like “Crowned” and his family and their specific appointment to serving the church, I do think there’s something modeled here for all those who have been crowned with grace . . . something that the church is desperately in need of . . . families focused on Family business. Households that recognize their call to “do good to all, especially to those who are of the household of faith” (Gal. 6:10). Dads and moms, brothers and sisters, with an eye towards refreshing their brothers and sisters in the faith.

That’s when the church is really being the church.

O that we’d be about Family business . . . by His grace . . . for His glory.

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One Day

One day at a time . . . there’s a lot of merit in approaching life that way. When it comes to “keep on keepin’ on”, often you just need to focus on navigating what’s in front you. But, if you want to get somewhere, you also need to look up every so often and refocus on the destination . . . remind yourself of where you’re headed . . . make sure that where you’re stepping is consistent with where you’re going. So, while there’s benefit in a “one day at a time” approach . . . I’m thinking you also need a “one day at the end of time” mindset.

As was the man of dust, so also are those who are of the dust, and as is the Man of heaven, so also are those who are of heaven. Just as we have borne the image of the man of dust, we shall also bear the image of the Man of heaven. I tell you this, brothers: flesh and blood cannot inherit the kingdom of God, nor does the perishable inherit the imperishable. Behold! I tell you a mystery. We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed . . .   (1Corinthians 15:48-51 ESV)

This morning, I’ve been reading Paul’s wonderful treatise on the implications of resurrection. “If the dead are not raised,” he writes, “Let us eat and drink, for tomorrow we die” (15:32b) . . . if the end of our time, is the end of our time, then go for it! . . . but if the end of our time, is day one of the rest of our time . . . mmmm . . . different implications.

If there is coming a time of resurrection, as Paul says there is, . . . a time when what is raised is imperishable . . . and raised in glory . . . and raised in power . . . raised a spiritual body (15:42-45) . . . if that’s what awaits me, . . . then what does it mean for how I do life now?

If I am no longer “of this earth” . . . but am among those “who are of heaven” . . . if my final destination is beyond time and space and the third planet from the sun . . . then I’d do well to look up every so often . . . catch a glimpse of the finish line . . . and, as needed, reset my internal GPS.

If I am to bear the image of the Man of heaven . . . then to avail myself of the grace and power to start putting on that image now, as I do one day at a time, seems to be pretty good preparation for that one day at the end of time.

If I really will be inheriting the kingdom of God . . . probably not a bad idea to check out it’s “Home Page” and become familiar with the sights, sounds, and experiences . .. if it will radiate the glory of God’s holiness, then to start acclimating to holiness is good preparation.

If it’s true that “we shall all be changed” . . . then getting ready now seems to make some sense.

There’s something about considering that “one day at the end of time” which enables us to do “one day at a time.”

But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things will be added to you. Therefore do not be anxious about tomorrow, for tomorrow will be anxious for itself. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble.   (Matthew 6:33-34 ESV)

Believer, look up! We shall bear the image of the Man of heaven . . . we shall all be changed . . . one day!

By His grace . . . for His glory . . . Amen!

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The First Time

What was it like the first time they heard Him use the term in reference to Himself? I know these 12 guys weren’t exactly scholars . . . but every Jewish boy was grounded in the basics . . . and they would know about the hope of Israel. So when Jesus first identified Himself with those three words, it must have been a bit of an adrenalin rush. I’m thinking that the first time they heard Jesus claim the title as His own the disciples may have had a Daniel flashback . . .

I saw in the night visions, and behold, with the clouds of heaven there came One like a Son of Man, and He came to the Ancient of Days and was presented before Him. And to Him was given dominion and glory and a kingdom, that all peoples, nations, and languages should serve Him; His dominion is an everlasting dominion, which shall not pass away, and His kingdom one that shall not be destroyed.    (Daniel 7:13-14 ESV)

Yes! When Jesus first declared Himself to be Son of Man (Mark 2:10) . . . with authority to forgive sins . . . as evidenced by the lame man walking . . . the hearts of the disciples must have almost burst out of their chests. Quick breathing . . . palms sweaty . . . eyes fixed on this Jesus of Nazareth . . . the One who took the title, Son of Man.

And I wonder if the anticipation built as they hung out with Him more. With every additional miracle as evidence . . . with every additional teaching as a reminder that He taught as the One who wrote the book . . . what was going through their heads? The next time Mark records Jesus identifying Himself as the Son of Man was when He stood up to the Pharisees concerning their pious judgment on the disciples plucking grain to eat on the Sabbath . . . “And He said to them, ‘The Sabbath was made for man, not man for the Sabbath. So the Son of Man is Lord even of the Sabbath.'” (Mark 2:28).

Bam! Right on! Preach it! The Son of Man has supremacy over every day of the week . . . He is Master over all! You gotta think that when Jesus used the title, “Son of Man”, that His followers’ jazz factor went off the charts.

But then you get to Mark 8 . . . the third time Mark records Jesus taking the title . . . and I wonder what it was like for His followers to hear this for the first time . . .

And He began to teach them that the Son of Man must suffer many things and be rejected by the elders and the chief priests and the scribes and be killed, and after three days rise again.    (Mark 8:31 ESV)

What!?!? Say again! The Son of Man . . . the One given dominion and glory . . . He, that all peoples, nations, and languages should serve Him . . . the King of an everlasting kingdom that won’t pass away . . . He would suffer? . . . He would be rejected? . . . He would be killed? I don’t think they even heard the part about rising again that first time Jesus used “Son of Man” and “killed” in the same sentence. Eternal Sovereigns, those of majestic dominion and glory, don’t get killed . . . do they?

I’m sitting back and thinking of how incredible it is that the Son of Man would die. And my heart is stirred afresh by the overflowing love of God as evidenced in the depths of humiliation undertaken by His Son . . .

. . . who, though He was in the form of God, did not count equality with God a thing to be grasped, but made Himself nothing, taking the form of a servant, being born in the likeness of men. And being found in human form, He humbled Himself by becoming obedient to the point of death, even death on a cross.    
(Philippians 2:6-8 ESV)

O that the atoning work of Christ might not become so common place that I lose the wonder of the Son of Man dying for a lost world. That my heart would always be moved at every remembrance of the Sovereign becoming the sacrifice . . . of the Shepherd giving Himself for the sheep . . . of the King purchasing His subjects out of the marketplace of sin through His own shed blood.

The Son of Man must die . . . what was it like for the disciples to hear Jesus speak those words that first time? I wonder . . . and I am in wonder.

O’ what a Savior!

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My Dwelling Place

There’s no place like home . . . no place like the place where you hang your hat at night. It should be a safe place . . . a familiar and comfortable place . . . a place where you no longer have to “be on” but can be yourself. It’s the place that puts a roof over your head . . . protection from the elements . . . that which comes between you and the storm. It’s been called a man’s castle . . . less about a domain to rule over, I think, but more a place of security. For me, home has always been the place where I can retreat . . . where I can relax . . . where I can recharge. Home, it’s been said, is where the heart is. And this morning, as I chew on Psalm 91, the songwriter leads me to consider that God, the Most High Himself, is my home . . . my safe place . . . the roof over my head . . . the castle walls of my security . . . the place where I can retreat, refocus, and recharge . . . the place where, by His grace, my heart is. He is my dwelling place.

He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will abide in the shadow of the Almighty. I will say to the LORD, “My refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust.”    (Psalm 91:1-2 ESV)

Sitting here, noodling on the idea of God as a place to dwell . . . the Almighty as the realm in which I make my habitation . . . the Most High as the ground upon which I pitch my tent. While the idea of God as a dwelling place isn’t new to me, I don’t know how much I’ve meditated on its implications. But the psalmist sees a very clear connection . . . dwelling place equal’s protective place.

Because you have made the LORD your dwelling place–the Most High, who is my refuge–no evil shall be allowed to befall you, no plague come near your tent.    (Psalm 91:9-10 ESV)

I don’t think the psalmist is saying here that bad things don’t happen to God-dwelling people . . . otherwise he wouldn’t have penned verses 14 through 16 (we’ll get to those). But when I think about the plague, I think about Moses and Pharoah . . . and the judgment delivered upon a hard-hearted, God-defying people . . . the evil that was brought on those who trusted in the gods of Egypt. For those who have made God their dwelling place, there is no judgment . . . no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus (Rom. 8:1) . . . His substitutionary death on my behalf having rescued me God’s just reckoning . . . His atoning sacrifice having delivered me from the place of danger and afforded me a room within His eternally secure home.

And it’s a safe house not just for the future . . . but a place sufficient to weather the storms here and now.

“Because he holds fast to Me in love, I will deliver him; I will protect him, because he knows My name. When he calls to Me, I will answer him; I will be with him in trouble; I will rescue him and honor him. With long life I will satisfy him and show him My salvation.”   (Psalm 91:14-16 ESV)

The psalmist switches to “God speaking” mode. Hear the words of the Almighty . . . drink deep of His grace filled cisterns . . . feed on the promises of His Word. Protection . . . deliverance . . . His presence . . . His rescue . . . His favor. Satisfied in Him . . . salvation through Him.

And the other thing I see in these closing verses are some clues as to what dwelling in God looks like. It’s holding fast to Him with hearts of adoration. It’s knowing His name . . . the essence of His character . . . the shining of His glory, And, it’s calling to Him . . . seeking His shelter in the storm . . . abiding in the strength of His presence.

There’s no place like home. And though the analogy of our earthly homes comes up way short for many in painting a picture of the refuge that is in God through Christ, my God is faithful . . . His promises are dependable . . . His dwelling place eternal.

He is my dwelling place . . . my home . . . the place where my heart is . . . by His grace . . . for His glory.

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Build It Up!

If Paul had to pick and choose . . . and it’s evident that he felt he did . . . he’d choose the gift of prophesying over the gift of tongues. In a “taste test” . . . he’d pick the Spirit enabled ability to instruct others concerning divine revelation over the Spirit enabled ability to speak in an unfamiliar language. Walk him into the store of God’s gifting and tell him he could only choose one thing . . . and that one thing would be the gift to speak five words concerning the mind of God to people rather than the gifting to speak a thousand words of mysteries into heaven. And his reasoning for his choice? . . . the principle against which he weighed the relative merits? It’s because he wanted to “Build It Up!”

For one who speaks in a tongue speaks not to men but to God; for no one understands him, but he utters mysteries in the Spirit. On the other hand, the one who prophesies speaks to people for their upbuilding and encouragement and consolation. The one who speaks in a tongue builds up himself, but the one who prophesies builds up the church. . . . So with yourselves, since you are eager for manifestations of the Spirit, strive to excel in building up the church.
(1Corinthians 14:2-4, 12 ESV)

Build up . . . In the first part of 1Corinthians 14 the term is used, in a couple of forms, 7 times. Looks like it comes from a two root words . . . one for house . . . one for roof. I’m thinking that it has the idea of putting a roof on the house . . . of enhancing the rooms and making them a home . . . thus, building it up. And while Paul debates the relative merits of the gift of prophesy vs. the gift of tongues, it’s less about the attributes of the gifting and more about their impact and implications for building.

The acid test Paul uses is, Does it build up the church? Regardless of the enabling . . . forget about the details of the gifting . . . look beyond the activity . . . the question to ask is, does it promote another’s growth in the things of God? . . . will it encourage another to set their face toward pursuing the kingdom of heaven? . . . will it console the hurting heart and direct it towards the Father of Lights, the Giver of every good gift, such that their faith is fueled . . . will it direct others to seek to be holy, just as He is holy?

There’s a lot of talk when the church comes together . . . but it’s the talk that impacts the walk that Paul’s really interested in. Not just the talk behind the pulpit, as important as it is. But the talk over the cup of coffee . . . the chit chat before service starts . . . the “greet” of the “meet and greet” during worship . . . the parting interactions as we head home . . . all of it can be used to build up. Mine is to have the principle in mind . . . that the purpose might be played out.

This isn’t an exhortation for the few . . . it’s the role of the entire family of God . . . the way in which God wired His church to operate . . .

And He gave the apostles, the prophets, the evangelists, the pastors and teachers, to equip the saints for the work of ministry, for building up the body of Christ . . . speaking the truth in love, we are to grow up in every way into Him who is the head, into Christ, from whom the whole body, joined and held together by every joint with which it is equipped, when each part is working properly, makes the body grow so that it builds itself up in love.   (Ephesians 2:11-12, 15-16 ESV)

Saints (uh, that would be us) equipped for the building up the body of Christ . . . the body growing as it builds itself up in love.

Build it up . . . that’s the principle. Building up others . . . that’s the privilege. Being built up by others . . . that’s the blessing.

May God’s people seek to “put the roof on the house.” Build it up . . . by His grace . . . for His glory.

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Fully Known

Last night at our small group study we talked about the need to discern “conviction of the Spirit” from “accusation by the enemy.” That’s because there was enough “fuel” served up this weekend for conviction’s, or accusation’s, fire to burn. At men’s breakfast some of our young men shared about their recent trip to Mexico to help out a family who have taken in 17 foster children. Of particular note for some of them was the fact that the Lord’s Day really was the Lord’s Day . . . devoted to fellowship . . . devoid of busy itineraries . . . believers just enjoying unrushed time to spend with believers. Hmmm . . . Then on Sunday, the message was on “Organic Discipleship” . . . a brother speaking on the Great Commission . . . and it’s fulfillment by making disciples . . . motivated by worship for the King . . . commissioned and conferred by the authority of the King . . . enabled through the power of the King through His promised abiding presence . . . realized as we intentionally spend time with others. Himmm . . .

And as I sit here on the morning after the weekend before . . . still chewing on what “doing life with the few” means for me . . . whether I’m dealing with conviction or accusation . . . two words jumped off the page at me as I read 1Corinthians 13 this morning . . . “fully known.”

For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I have been fully known.    (1Corinthians 13:12 ESV)

For all the light that’s been graciously given . . . for all the spiritual truth that has been freely revealed . . . there remains the fact that, for so many things, we’re still looking into a scratchy piece of metal that provides a less then best reflection . . . that we operate with less then perfect of knowledge . . . that we still see dimly, many things remaining somewhat of an enigma. Like . . . conviction or accusation?

And while I look forward to that day when “I shall fully know” . . . I am comforted . . . and encouraged by the reminder that I have been fully known.

While I deal with certain “mysteries” . . . there is no mystery about me before my God. While I might second guess myself . . . there is no shadow of turning with Him. While I might feel like I’m walking through a house of mirrors, at times, . . . trying to find the way, but running into walls occasionally . . . He knows the path set before me and has promised to direct all my ways if I will but trust in the Lord with all my heart (Prov. 3:5-6).

And so, as I wrestle with what this weekend means in terms of what, if any, adjustments I should be making . . . for right know, I will rest in the reality that I am fully known. I am His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works which He has prepared in advance that I should walk in them (Eph. 2:10). And so, I will wait on the One who has “searched me and known me” (Ps. 139:1) . . . He who formed me (139:13) . . . He who has written down the days ordained for me (139:16). And to Him, will I echo the psalmist’s petition . . .

Search me, O God, and know my heart! Try me and know my thoughts! And see if there be any grievous way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting!
(Psalm 139:23-24 ESV)

Looking in a mirror dimly . . . anticipating that time when I am face to face and fully know . . . until then, confident in the One by whom I am fully known.

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Blessed!

There’s an old hymn that tells us to “Count your blessings . . . name them one by one.” So, what if I were to really do that? Make a list of the blessings I am a recipient of? Where would I start? What would get listed first? Material blessings? Blessings of well-being? My family? I was grabbed this morning by a couple of verses in Psalm 89 . . . a short list of blessings . . . a mini-reminder of the privileges associated with being a child of God.

Blessed are the people who know the festal shout,
   who walk, O LORD, in the light of Your face,
 who exult in Your name all the day
   and in Your righteousness are exalted.    (Psalm 89:15-16 ESV)

Four items to add to the “count your blessings” list for those redeemed by the blood of Christ . . . for those whose sins are forgiven because of the sacrifice of the precious, spotless Lamb of God . . . for those brought out of darkness into marvelous light . . . for those who have been brought into relationship with the living God of eternity. Add these to your blessings list . . .

First, that you know worship. Not just know about worship . . . but know worship by experience. That we have been given a new song to sing, is a blessing . . . that hearts that were once dead to things of heaven are now ignited, on a regular basis, to look up and declare the glory of God, is a gift worthy of thanking God for. How often do I think about worship as a privilege and blessing? Not worship as in going through the motions of the “festal shout” . . . but in actually shouting . . . in actually offering the sacrifice of praise, the fruit of our lips . . . in actually entering into the joy of lifting up the name of the One who has lifted us up. Blessed are the people who know the festal shout.

Next, what about walking in His presence? To wake up in the morning, regardless of what yesterday was like or what today holds, having the assurance that today’s journey will be done in the light of the face of God. The barrier of sin has been removed . . . the curtain has been torn from top to bottom . . . and I have been invited into the holy of holies . . . into the place where the glory of God dwells. What’s more, I have been infused with the Spirit of God . . . the light of His face having become resident within the depths of my soul. No need to hide . . . no desire to hide . . . but to know and to be fully known. That’s a blessing . . . O’ that I might be more aware of walking in the light of His face.

Third, I have the privilege, the all day long privilege, of rejoicing in the unveiled glory of God. Moses said, “Show me Your glory” . . . God replied, “I will proclaim before you My name” (Ex. 33:18-19). Like Moses, I have been placed in the cleft of the Rock, and God graciously reveals His name . . . ““The LORD, the LORD, a God merciful and gracious, slow to anger, and abounding in steadfast love and faithfulness, keeping steadfast love for thousands, forgiving iniquity and transgression and sin . . . ” (Ex. 34:6-7). The blessing is mine, that, in some measure, I get who God is . . . and that, in getting it, rather than flee from it, I rejoice in it . . . I am glad in it . . . I delight it in. Blessing number three . . . the ability to delight in the glory of God.

Lastly, the psalmist reminds me, that when building my list, not to take for granted that I am exalted in His righteousness. Seated in the heavenlies . . . joint heir with Christ . . . I have been lifted up. Lifted up by the God I worship . . . to walk in His presence . . . to rejoice in His glory . . . on the basis of His righteousness alone. God, in His abounding love and infinite grace, made His Son ” to be sin who knew no sin, so that in Him we might become the righteousness of God” (2Cor. 5:21). Not of my own righteousness . . . but clothed in the righteousness of Jesus, I am set on high. That, my friends, needs to be at the top of the blessing list.

Greatly blessed . . . highly favored. Can’t help but singing . . . you too?    Click here if you’ve got a couple more minutes.

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