Utterly Astounded!

So, I’m reading in Mark this morning . . . pretty familiar stuff. Disciples in boat . . . Jesus on mountain praying. Disciples in storm straining like crazy to row against the wind . . . Jesus comes to them walking on the water. Disciples cry out thinking He’s a ghost . . . Jesus calmly speaks to them, “Take heart; it is I. Do not be afraid.” Jesus gets in the boat . . . the wind ceases . . . and then . . . this phrase catches my attention . . .

And they were utterly astounded.    (Mark 6:51b ESV)

The NKJV puts it this way, “And they were greatly amazed in themselves beyond measure, and marveled.” Now, if you read this in the NIV or NLT it loses something . . . “They were completely amazed” . . . “They were astonished at what they saw.” Neither of these convey what I think the ESV or NKJV conveys . . . “utterly astounded” . . . “greatly amazed beyond measure” . . . they were amazed out of their minds!!! Completely beside themselves . . . beyond anything they had ever experienced or felt before. Find the top rating for amazed and they blew the roof off of that . . . their awe-o-meters went nuts! . . . their minds swimming around (no pun intended) to comprehend what they had just seen and the implications of what it told them about who Jesus was. They were greatly amazed beyond measure!!! They were utterly astounded!

And I think to myself, “Self, when was the last time you were amazed out of your mind at who Jesus is? When was the last time you saw Him in His beauty, or in His love, and couldn’t express your amazement . . . couldn’t fathom the wonder you had for Him . . . couldn’t express your adoration for Christ, the Lord?” And I’d have to answer, “Way too long!” Why? How come?

There’s a clue in the next verse, Mark 6:52, “For they did not understood about the loaves, but their hearts were hardened.” Just that day they had questioned Jesus when He wanted to feed the crowd of 5,000+ who had been listening to Him teach. They didn’t enter into what Jesus could do. We don’t read of them being amazed beyond measure . . . and the Holy Spirit through Mark says that they did not understand . . . they did not bring together in their mind the implications of what they were seeing . . . they didn’t recognize how amazing the multiplying of the loaves was . . . because “their hearts were hardened.”

Is that why I can go so long and not be amazed out of my mind concerning Jesus? Because my heart is hardened . . . calloused . . . covered with a thick skin . . . dull . . . losing the power of understanding? So caught up with everything else that it dulls my encounters with the living Christ . . . my encounters when I’m reading His word . . . or, when I’m with His people assembled as His body, His bride, His glorious church . . . or, when I encounter His grace and blessing through the day? I suspect I encounter Christ a lot more than my “amazement factor” would indicate.

It’s not that Christ is not amazing beyond measure every day . . . it’s that I’m dull and hardened. . . unfocused on things that transcend this earth.

And so I come across this familiar story this morning . . . and I’m starting to be a bit “utterly astounded”. Seeing Jesus . . . . walking on the water . . . calming the storm . . . getting in the boat with His frail and fickle disciples. Hearing Jesus say to them, and to me as well, “It’s all right! I’m here! Don’t be afraid. Keep seeking Me and you’ll get it!” And I marvel . . . at this same Jesus and His grace and patience toward me. And I’m in awe that this same Jesus has determined to love me and to love me to the end. And I am astounded that this same Jesus has covenanted to take this lump clay and turn it into something for His glory . . . promising to finish the work He has begun.

Utterly astounded . . . oh that I might have eyes to see and ears to hear . . . that I might more often see my Savior, and hear His voice, and be utterly astounded . . . for His glory . . . amen.

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Behind the Scenes

I read Judges 9 this morning and I have to admit, it was kind of challenging to keep up with “who’s who in the zoo.” And what a zoo it is . . . selfish ambition, mass murder, arrogance, treachery, spying, war, thousands of “innocent lives” lost, unexpected “twists of fate.” Kind of depressing actually.

It all centers around Abimelech, one of the sons of Gideon (also known as Jerubbaal). Basically, after Gideon dies, one of his sons by one of his wives, plots to set himself up as de facto ruler in Israel. How? . . . by plotting and conspiring with his family on his mother’s side, the people of Shechem, to kill the other 70 sons born to Gideon through Gideon’s various relationships — brother!! This is how the chapter starts and it just goes downhill from there.

Eventually though the men of Shechem turn on Abimelech as they decide to follow Gaal son of Ebed. Eventually Gaal and Abimelech end up in battle . . . Abimelech killing thousands of men and women in the city of Shechem . . . and then, he and his men set upon a tower in which people have taken refuge . . . and as he approaches it to set fire to the door, a woman drops an upper millstone on Abimelech’s head and crushes his skull mortally wounding him. And, lest it be said that Abimelech was killed by a woman, he calls to his armor bearer to draw his sword and kill him. Crazy!!! What a messed up, downer type of story!

And I can’t help but think though, that it’s not entirely unlike a lot of crazy, messed up stories happening throughout this world today, reported on my news channel every night.

But at the center of this dysfunctional account you read this . . .

Abimelech ruled over Israel three years. And God sent an evil spirit between Abimelech and the leaders of Shechem, and the leaders of Shechem dealt treacherously with Abimelech, that the violence done to the seventy sons of Jerubbaal might come, and their blood be laid on Abimelech their brother, who killed them, and on the men of Shechem, who strengthened his hands to kill his brothers.   (Judges 9:22-24 ESV)

After Abimelech conspired with the people of Shechem to murder his 70 step-brothers, God stirred up the situation between Abimelech and the people of Shechem as a consequence and judgment for their sin . . . “Do not be deceived: God is not mocked, for whatever one sows, that will he also reap” (Galatians 6:7).

And I’m reminded this morning that my God is not silent but sovereign . . . that God’s hand is not absent from the affairs of this world but intimately involved. I’m not saying that every tragic situation or war or disaster is God’s doing . . . just as in the murder of the 70 sons of Gideon, man is quite capable of drumming up enough trouble on his own. But, I do believe that God is working behind the scenes in the affairs of men . . . that there are things going on behind the scenes which I know nothing about . . . matters of vengeance and justice . . . and of grace and redemption . . . woven into the fabric of history . . . sourced in the character and purposes of God . . . playing out on the world’s stage every day. And though I don’t know where or when or how or why . . . it is enough to know that He is God and that He is ultimately . . . and actively . . . in control.

And in that knowledge, there is a hope . . . and there is a peace. An assurance that the purposes of God will prevail . . . a resting comfort that the promises of God will be fulfilled . . . even as He works behind the scenes.

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The Valley of Baca

Oh, to have the heart of the sons of Korah . . . the heart that seeks the presence of God . . . the heart that is prepared to do the journey in order to be in His courts. You got to love Psalm 84! If ever there was a psalm that invited meditation, it’s this psalm . . . if ever there was a song that stirred the soul, it’s this song. You can sense the intensity of the composers’ desire for the courts of the LORD . . . the longing to be as close to Him as a man can be to God . . . to the point of fainting with desire. With just a couple of seconds of consideration you can’t help but whisper, “Amen” as the declaration that a day in the presence of God is better than a thousand anywhere else . . . to be but a doorkeeper in dwelling place of God, far superior to living in any luxury mansion this world has to offer.

But this morning I also noticed that, at some point, the path to the dwelling place of the LORD of hosts will invariably take us through the Valley of Baca.

Blessed are those whose strength is in You, in whose heart are the highways to Zion. As they go through the Valley of Baca they make it a place of springs; the early rain also covers it with pools. They go from strength to strength; each one appears before God in Zion.   (Psalm 84:5-7 ESV)

It’s the only mention of the Valley of Baca in the Scriptures . . . literally it’s “the Valley of Tears” . . . or “the Valley of Weeping.” Baca is also the word used for the balsam trees mentioned in 2Sam. 5:23-25 . . . described by one commentator as a large bush, packed with thorns, which could not be passed through without labor and tears.

For the worshiper of God . . . for those who have set their internal GPS on Zion . . . who have the highways to the Holy marked on their hearts . . . who “have set their minds on a pilgrimage to Jerusalem” (NLT) . . . they can know that their travels will, at some point, take them through the Valley of Baca . . . the lowland of thorns. Not necessarily catastrophe . . . but painful experiences nevertheless . . . the type of stuff that’s gonna make you cry.

But for the worshiper of God . . . doing the thorns . . . get scuffed up on the journey . . . is worth it. It is worth it because of the destination, but it is worth it too, because of what they learn during the journey. Because they experience the LORD of hosts as their strength. The tears shed in the valley make it a place of refreshing springs as the God of all comfort draws near (2Cor. 1:3-4) . . . heaven’s living water is poured out so that, along the way, oasis after oasis is encountered . . . the ministering, healing rain of God transforms the valleys into pools of His abiding love.

And for the worshiper of God . . . Baca is just the road . . . not the destination. By the promises of the King the pilgrim will find strength to help in time of need . . . they will know the sustaining grace of God during the journey . . . they will know the energizing power of the Spirit as He leads them to the Father’s throne . . . where each one will, to be sure, “appears before God in Zion.”

Oh, if I could avoid the Valley of Baca, I would . . . but not if it prevented me from reaching His courts . . . not if it kept me from being but a doorkeeper in His house for even a day.

The path of God may take us through the thorns and the place of weeping . . . but the promises of God are sufficient for the day and sufficient for the pilgrimage . . . and the place of God is so worth the trip.

For the LORD God is a sun and shield; the LORD bestows favor and honor. No good thing does He withhold from those who walk uprightly. O LORD of hosts, blessed is the one who trusts in You!   (Psalm 84:11-12 ESV)

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Entrusted with a Stewardship

As an apostle, Paul had certain rights. Not entitlements of men, but some God-given “ground rules” of which Paul could have legitimately availed himself. Oxen who tread out the grain should not be muzzled, but allowed to eat of that which they worked. The plowman should plow and the thresher should thresh with an expectation of sharing in the crop. “In the same way, the Lord commanded that those who proclaim the gospel should get their living by the gospel” (1Cor. 9:8-10, 14). But Paul chose instead to keep his day job . . . even if he only had time to do it at night. He chose not to take a paycheck (or even a paycheque) for his ministry but instead sought to remain self-funding. How come? Because of Paul’s perspective on what God had asked him to do . . . a perspective I’d do well to emulate.

For if I preach the gospel, that gives me no ground for boasting. For necessity is laid upon me. Woe to me if I do not preach the gospel! For if I do this of my own will, I have a reward, but not of my own will, I am still entrusted with a stewardship.   (1Corinthians 9:16-17 ESV)

Entrusted with a stewardship . . . that’s how Paul viewed his apostleship. The preaching of the gospel wasn’t his meal ticket . . . it was his calling . . . it was what God had enabled him to do . . . it is what God had told him he should do . . . “woe to me if I do not preach.” His ministry wasn’t a vocation, it was a precious trust . . . to be managed thoughtfully . . . to be administered effectively . . . to be dispensed carefully. Paul would “endure anything rather than put an obstacle in the way of the gospel of Christ” (9:12b). And if that meant making tents at night so he could preach during the day with no grounds for anyone to question if he was in it for what he could get out of it, that’s what he would do.

And there’s a principle here, I think, for all of God’s people . . . and, in particular, for this God’s people in this chair this morning.

Every believer is a “workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand, that we should walk in them” (Eph. 2:10). Each redeemed child of God has “gifts that differ according to the grace given to us” that are to be used (Rom. 12:6). It seems to me I can either ignore these truths or somehow believe that they’re not true of me and do nothing . . . or I can say, “whatever” and half-heartedly “check the box” . . . or, I can view the calling and gifting of God I’ve been given as a stewardship . . . as a sacred trust.

I can count it an honor and privilege to serve Christ and to serve His body with whatever enabling He has trusted me with. I can manage and nurture the calling . . . I can faithfully dispense what was been given to me . . . I can do so with no thought of what’s in it for me, but solely because of the pleasure and glory it perhaps brings Him. I can be careful to manage all areas of my life so that no obstacle is tossed in the way of what God has graciously allowed me to do on His behalf. Rather than view the “kingdom tasks” God has asked of me as something to do in my free time, they can become the reason for why I work a day job . . . my service for the King, whatever it may be, can be the “ends” for which everything else becomes the “means.”

And it’s not about having an elevated sense of self or boasting in the importance of what I’ve been asked to do . . . “woe to me if I don’t do what God has asked me to do”. Rather, it’s about embracing a perspective on the high, and holy calling which is mine because He who called me, and tasked me, is high and holy. It’s about being faithful because He is faithful. It is about serving wholeheartedly because He was “all in” when He secured my salvation.

Entrusted with a stewardship . . . by the grace of God . . . for the glory of God . . . amen?

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Gripping the Baton

I started reading in Judges this morning . . . a period in Israel’s history marked by a distinct and vicious cycle. The people sin by worshiping foreign gods . . . God punishes them by sending an enemy nation to fight them and oppress them . . . the Israelites eventually cry out to God in repentance . . . God raises up a deliverer, a judge who subdues their enemy . . . a time of peace and rest rules the land while the judge is alive . . then the cycle starts over again. For fans of alliteration, two outlines have been suggested to summarize the Judges stage: Rebellion, retribution, repentance, restoration, or; Sin, servitude, supplication, and salvation. Regardless of how you try and package it, it was a low period and who can’t help but wonder, “What happened?”

And looking for the simple answer, the “who’s to blame” answer, I lock on the following:

And all [Joshua’s] generation also were gathered to their fathers. And there arose another generation after them who did not know the LORD or the work that He had done for Israel.   (Judges 2:10 ESV)

At first, it seems like there was this massive failure on part of the conquering generation of Joshua to pass onto their children the things of the Lord and His mighty works on behalf of Israel. And I find myself wanting to go to some application that points out the importance of one generation passing the baton to the next. And while I think that is true and needs to happen . . . I don’t think Israel’s cycle of sin is explained so simply.

Maybe when it says that they didn’t “know” the Lord, that is wasn’t so much that they didn’t “know about” or hadn’t been taught about God . . . but that they did not know Him experientially . . . they weren’t the ones who had seen God work first hand in delivering the land. Head knowledge only gets you so far in walking faithfully for the Lord. At some point the follower of God needs to actually “taste and see that the Lord is good” for themselves.

I’m wondering if at the core of their failure was the fact that what they did know about God, they chose not to act on. What they had been taught concerning their calling was not pursued . . . the truth that had been advertised about the promises was not personally purchased. Instead they sampled the world and its gods and lost their grip on the faith of their fathers.

It wasn’t just about how well the baton was handed off to the next generation, it was about how well that generation received it. Passing the baton is one half of the process . . . gripping it . . . holding tightly to it . . . passionately pursuing it . . . that’s the other half.

And so God determines not to drive out the nations around Israel that He might test them . . . whether they will take care to walk in the way of the LORD or pursue the passing pleasures of the world around them (2:21-22) . . . whether they will grip tightly the baton or chose to run another race.

It’s the grip that matters. It’s the grip that indicates how seriously I desire to run the race . . . how earnest I am about taking what’s been passed on and running with it. When tested by the allure of the nations around me, mine is to seek to hold tightly. When tempted to give up on the race, mine is to press on for the prize . . . to run in a way so as to win.

Mine is to grip the baton . . . knowing that it’s a grip I’m able to sustain by God’s grace . . . desiring that it’s a grip that will be used of God for His glory . . .

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Open Wide!!!

Ok . . . so they’re probably not images that we think of a whole lot . . . or maybe even really took note of when we saw it . . . but I think we all have seen them . . . and understand them . . . let me try and explain a couple of them. First, it’s the baby or toddler in the high chair at feeding time . . . you dip the little spoon in the food and then you hold it up in front of the little one and . . . “boing!” . . . their mouth flies open in anticipation . . . you move the spoon around and the open mouth follows it as if to say, “Here! Put ‘er here! It’s open . . . it’s as wide as I can get it . . . deliver that sumptuous pabulum right here!” Or how about eating snowflakes? Ever been there . . . ever seen that? . . . ever done that? The first major snowfall of the year . . . big, wet, individually crafted snowflakes floating down . . . and with faces turned to heaven . . . mouths opened as wide as you can stretch them . . . you pursue those luscious flakes of water . . . taking in as many as you can . . . until you’re almost too dizzy to stand up. Get the picture? . . . Now read this . . .

I am the LORD your God, who brought you out of the land of Egypt; Open your mouth wide, and I will fill it.  (Psalm 81:10  ESV)

When I’m reading in the morning, amongst other things I’m on the look out for “commands to obey” and “promises to claim.” So how’s that for a command to obey . . . “Open your mouth wide” . . . how’s that for a promise to claim . . . “I will fill it.” Amen and amen!

So often I walk with my eyes fixed ahead and my mouth closed. Not really zombie like ’cause I know that this is the day the Lord has made and I seek to rejoice and be glad in it . . . but, if I’m honest, I’m thinking more about how to get through than I am about how to fill up. Not much sense of anticipation . . . not much “wonder factor” happening . . . not really full to the brim, but not really looking to get full either.

But what if I approached each day, not wide-eyed, but wide-mouthed? What if, after feeding on the word in the morning, I got up from my desk, got ready for work, and opened my mouth wide . . . and said, “More, Lord, more!” What if I mastered more the art of thirsting after the things of God (John 7:37) . . . of delighting myself in the Lord’s goodness (Ps. 37:4) . . . of wanting to know more of the love of Christ which passes knowledge (Eph. 3:19)? What if on Sunday mornings when I gathered together with God’s people we came together with heads and hearts turned heaven-ward . . . wide-mouthed to receive the things God has for us . . . whether through our fellowship . . . our musical worship . . . or the preaching of the word? “You do not have, because you do not ask” (James 4:2) . . . how often is Sunday morning meeting just ho-hum because my mouth is closed . . . not seeking to be filled.

But the God of deliverance says, “Open your mouth wide, and I will fill it.” Do I believe the promise? He says that He will fill . . . satisfy . . . fulfill . . . complete . . . accomplish. God sees the mouth opened wide . . . He knows the thirsting after heaven . . . He’s aware of the hungering after righteousness . . . and He fills it . . . hits the mark . . . tops it up . . . “Oh, taste and see that the Lord is good!” (Ps. 34:8)

He is the Filler . . . I am to be the mouth-opener.

Father, thank You for this bit of encouragement this morning. I confess that so often the “stuff” of day-to-day life has me distracted from living in anticipation of the day You have before me. My desire is to be more wide-mouthed . . . to seek more the filling You have for me . . . to thirst after You and to be satisfied in You alone . . . for Your glory . . . amen!

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The Promise Keeper

The last few mornings in reading in Joshua has been a bit of tough sleddin’. Just like reading Biblical genealogies . . . or the detailed instructions for the construction of the tabernacle in the wilderness . . . reading Joshua chapters 13 through 21 is sometimes more skimming than reading because they detail out the allotment of the promised land to the tribes of Israel. In pain-staking detail the Holy Spirit details out who were the inheritors, the boundaries of each tribe’s allotment and often the names of all the major cities within the apportioned land. This morning I read about the “finishing touches” with the appointing of the 6 cities of refuge and the 48 cities given to the Levites, those appointed to the priesthood, because the tribe of Levi was never given their own territory.

So, as I try to power through and pay attention, it’s easy to find myself asking, “Why was this preserved as part of the Holy Scriptures?” One reason might be so that there remains a clear definition of the land that was given by God to Israel. The other reason, the one that grabbed my attention this morning, is found at the end of Joshua 21 . . .

Thus the LORD gave to Israel all the land that He swore to give to their fathers. And they took possession of it, and they settled there. And the LORD gave them rest on every side just as He had sworn to their fathers. Not one of all their enemies had withstood them, for the LORD had given all their enemies into their hands. Not one word of all the good promises that the LORD had made to the house of Israel had failed; all came to pass.   (Joshua 21:43-45 ESV)

That’s how the God of all creation operates . . . not one of the words of His promises fails . . . all come to pass . . . what God has said, God will do.

It’s emphasized 4 times in these 3 verses. The LORD gave to Israel all the land . . . just as He had sworn to give to their forefathers. The LORD gave them rest . . . just as He’d promised to their ancestors. Not one word of what God had determined to accomplish had failed. Every promise . . . every one . . . had come to pass!

Behold our God!!! He is the Promise Keeper. He is the One who will deliver on what He has declared.

Now, if I think back to all that has transpired since God first called Abraham in Genesis 12 and gave him the promise of land, seed, and blessing . . . if I the think about the round about way the people have taken to get from Egypt to the land . . . if I think about the defeats along the way . . . I’m reminded that man’s choices along the way can sometimes “detour” the promises of God. But reading these verses in Joshua 21 also reminds me that neither our rebellion and whining and transgression, nor the circumstances, enemies, and trials beyond our control along the way, will derail the purposes and promises of God.

God is faithful . . . and God’s word is sure!!! In Jeremiah, the LORD tells His people that He has plans for them — plans for good and not for evil (Jer. 29:11). And these details in Joshua of God’s “urban planning” in the promised land remind me that He will, in His timing, bring those plans to fruition. There may be trials, there certainly will be “wanderings in the desert”, my own “independence” (aka sin) may take me down an errant path for a season, but in the end, when all is said and done, God will deliver on His plans and His promises.

Great is Thy faithfulness, O God, my Father! Great is Thy power! Great are Thy promises!!! Amen.

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Who’s the Boss of Me?

Was reminded of a foundational principle for doing life this morning . . .

“All things are lawful for me,” but not all things are helpful. “All things are lawful for me,” but I will not be enslaved by anything.  
(1Corinthians 6:12 ESV)

The New Living Translation puts it this way, “You may say, ‘I am allowed to do anything.’ But I reply, ‘Not everything is good for you.’ And even though ‘I am allowed to do anything,’ I must not become a slave to anything.” And Peterson, in his paraphrase, The Message, says it like this, “Just because something is technically legal doesn’t mean that it’s spiritually appropriate. If I went around doing whatever I thought I could get by with, I’d be a slave to my whims.”

I kind of like that . . . the difference between what’s “technically legal” for us as Christians versus what’s “spiritually appropriate.”

Now, for those who like black-and-white rules, this sort of thing can drive them crazy . . . because it’s grey . . . it’s a principle . . . it’s a filter through which we assess our choices. It’s what determines the difference between something being “ok” . . . and “good” . . . and “better” . . . and “the best.” It’s the difference between “permissible” and “beneficial” (NIV terms). And one of the key tests is whether or not we are enslaved by or mastered by one of these “permissible” activities. You see, it’s all about who owns us.

I remember one of my girls, when she was little and learning to assert her independence, saying to one of her sisters, “You’re not the boss of me!” And that’s the question at the heart of the matter in this latter portion of 1Corinthians 6 . . . who is the boss of me?

The world tells us that we are “the boss” . . . and we can choose what we want to do . . . and who we want to do it with . . . and when we want to do it. But the Scripture has a different view of who’s the boss . . .

Or do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit within you, whom you have from God? You are not your own, for you were bought with a price. So glorify God in your body.  (1Corinthians 6:19-20 ESV)

“Your are not your own.” Doesn’t matter which translation of the Bible you read, the words are the same, “You are not your own.” And The Message, not known for using few words when many will do, makes the implication of this truth clear in this way, “Don’t you see that you can’t live however you please, squandering what God paid such a high price for? The physical part of you is not some piece of property belonging to the spiritual part of you. God owns the whole works” (6:19-20a MSG).

I was bought with a price (6:20) — the blood of God’s precious Son . . . I am not my own. “Do you not know that your bodies are members of Christ?” (6:15) . . . I am not my own. “He who is joined to the Lord becomes one spirit with Him” (6:17) . . . I am not my own. “Your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit within you, whom you have from God” (6:19) . . . I am not my own.

“God owns the whole works.” That’s the truth . . . that’s the reality. It’s the foundation upon which the principle operates . . . everything is permissible . . . but not everything is beneficial . . . I will not be mastered by anything . . . other than the Lord . . . for I am not my own.

A couple of simple questions to ask myself as I make life’s choices . . . “Is this beneficial?” . . . “Is this mastering me?” . . . “Am I seeking to glorify God?” . . . “Am I making this choice because I think I’m the boss of me?” No black-and-white do’s-and-don’ts . . . but a life principle that can make all the difference. Father, by Your grace, so let me live and so help me to choose as to seek to glorify You in my body . . . ’cause You’re the boss of me. Amen?

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Able, Willing, and Ready

No doubt she’s a rarity . . . an eighty-six year old gymnast. The videos have been flying around over the last couple of days . . . floor mat exercise . . . parallel bars . . . kind of amazing. And, kind of admirable . . . there’s something about seeing someone in their “twilight years” with not only the capability to compete (not all are so blessed), but also with the drive to compete. Maybe that’s why I find Caleb such a compelling figure . . .

“. . . . And now, behold, the LORD has kept me alive, just as He said, these forty-five years since the time that the LORD spoke this word to Moses, while Israel walked in the wilderness. And now, behold, I am this day eighty-five years old. I am still as strong today as I was in the day that Moses sent me; my strength now is as my strength was then, for war and for going and coming. So now give me this hill country of which the LORD spoke on that day, for you heard on that day how the Anakim were there, with great fortified cities. It may be that the LORD will be with me, and I shall drive them out just as the LORD said.” . . . Therefore Hebron became the inheritance of Caleb the son of Jephunneh the Kenizzite to this day, because he wholly followed the LORD, the God of Israel.
(Joshua 14:10-12, 14 ESV)

You gotta love this guy. He’s done slavery in Egypt . . . he’s walked the wilderness for forty years (due to no fault of his own . . . he was ready to take the land back in the day . . . see Numbers 13:30) . . . you’d think that at eighty-five he’s looking for an easier path . . . time to hang out the “Gone Fishin’ ” sign . . . let someone else conquer the land and give him a call when it’s time to move in. But not Caleb. He is able . . . he is willing . . . and he is ready.

By God’s grace, Caleb at eighty-five was as able bodied as he was at forty . . . not everybody might be able to make the claim, but he could.

But just cause you can, doesn’t always mean you will. Who could blame the guy if he was thinking it was time to ease up . . . let someone else do the heavy lifting. After all, hadn’t he paid his dues? Didn’t he deserve to take a path of lesser resistance? Leave the sweating to others . . . he could be the aged, father figure to these young bucks. But Caleb had a fire in his belly. It was fueled by a desire for the glory of God to be manifest . . . and fed by a passion to lay hold of all that God had promised. If it was God’s will, Caleb was willing.

And Caleb was ready. If God said go, and he could still go, Caleb would go. He would go into the hill country . . . he would go against the Anakim, those “giants” that had so frightened the people some 40 years earlier . . . “and I shall drive them out just as the LORD said.”

Caleb’s “secret sauce”? Three times in this passage the Holy Spirit moves Joshua to record that Caleb “wholly followed the LORD” (14:8, 9, 14). Caleb was all in when it came to the things of God. He believed what God said was true . . . he believed God would do what God said He would do . . . and so, faithfully following became the overriding context for Caleb’s life. As long as he was able, he would be willing, and he would be ready to do as the LORD asked.

Not everyone is going to do gymnastics at eighty-six years of age . . . not everyone is going to take a mountain and defeat giants at eighty-five years of age . . . but everyone, by God’s grace, can bring whatever they have to the game for as long as they can. Mine isn’t to worry about what kind of shape I might be in 10 or 20 years from now, but to be faithful with the enabling God has provided for this day. Mine isn’t to be planning for my retirement but to be preparing for what’s next and be willing to follow where my God leads. Mine isn’t to dream of a day when I can take it easy and coast, but to be ready, as much as lies within me, to realize the potential of the kingdom and the promises of God.

Able, willing, and ready . . . by God’s grace . . . for God’s glory.

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Needed . . . More Fathers

You can hear the tone changing . . . from commendation to constructive criticism . . . from recognition to reproof . . . from acknowledging what they had to pointing out what they lacked. I’ve read 1Corinthians before . . . I know what’s coming. Although they were a super-gifted church they were also a pretty messed up body of believers. Arrogance . . . divisions . . . sexual immorality . . . arguments about what to eat and not to eat . . . throw in some playing around with idolatry and a messed up Lord’s table . . . and Paul has no shortage of “opportunities” to bring to their attention. And while the tone changes . . . while the words become a bit more pointed . . . while the “straight talk” gets straighter . . . under girding it all is the heart of a father who wants to see his children reach their full potential. And it makes me think . . . that’s what’s needed in the church today . . . more fathers.

I do not write these things to make you ashamed, but to admonish you as my beloved children. For though you have countless guides in Christ, you do not have many fathers. For I became your father in Christ Jesus through the gospel. I urge you, then, be imitators of me.   (1Corinthians 4:14-16 ESV)

The Corinthians didn’t need more teachers. They didn’t need more instructors. What they needed were more fathers. More men and women who cared for the saints first and corrected them because of their care. More people in their midst whose intent wasn’t to tear down but to build up . . . who, while being honest, weren’t brutally honest . . . who, rather than seeing themselves as a judge for God, were instead driven by a jealousy for the glory of God, wanting to see that glory be manifest as God’s people lived like the people of God.

Now to be sure, Paul doesn’t pull punches as he addresses issue after issue. Here, in 1Corinthians 4, he takes on their pride and arrogance. You sense that God had laid a certain amount of blessing and gifting on this group of believers. But you also sense that they had lost sight of the fact that they were benefactors of the grace of God . . . instead thinking that the somehow they had earned or self-determined their favored standing and circumstance. And Paul calls them out on it, “What do you have that you did not receive? If then you received it, why do you boast as if you did not receive it?” (4:7) But Paul’s intent was not to take them down a notch but to ramp up the reality of the kingdom of God in their midst . . . “for the kingdom of God does not consist in talk but in power” (4:20).

What the church needs is more fathers. More men and women who are motivated beyond “rightly dividing the word” but are also driven to contend for the body of Christ . . . “that through the church the manifold wisdom of God might now be made known to the rulers and authorities in the heavenly places” (Eph. 3:10). People with a parent’s heart . . . with spirits of love and gentleness seeking to guide and direct others beyond just knowing the right talk but also embracing the worthy walk. Brothers and sisters in Christ who themselves humbly pursue the things of God and then, even more humbly, say “Imitate me” and together we’ll figure out this pilgrim pathway.

We don’t need more judges . . . we don’t need more church-bashers . . . we don’t need more fault-finders . . . we need more fathers . . . and mothers . . . and imitators of God . . . the God who came to seek and save the lost . . . the God who gave of His all that His people might know life — and know it to the full.

We have lots of guides . . . not many fathers. Oh, that God would move His people to care and contend for His people . . .

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