Friday, December 28, 2012

draw me nearer

When the sin within entices...
When the pride of my heart swells...
When the comforts of this life fail...
When the temptations feel too great...
When I am driven to despair...
When the evil one condemns me...
When I am too weak to stand...
When I have failed once again...
When my faith falters...
When joy abounds...
When I doubt your grace and mercy...
When I am running away...
When I cannot sense your presence...
When the grief in my heart overwhelms me...
When your discipline seems heavy...
When I taste your goodness...
When darkness surrounds me...
When I am alone...
When I stand in your presence...
When the battle rages...

For your nearness Lord I hunger
For your nearness Lord I wait
Hold me ever closer Father
Such a love I can’t escape

For your nearness I am hoping
For your nearness Lord I long
Have no need of any other
I have found where I belong
Yes, I have found where I belong

So draw me nearer Lord
Never let me go
Closer to your heart
Draw me nearer Lord
Draw me nearer Lord

In your nearness there is healing
What was broken now made whole
Restoration in its fullness
Lasting hope for all who come

In your nearness I take shelter
Where you are is where I’m home
I have need of only one thing
To be here before your throne
To be here before you throne

And keep me here, keep me here
There’s nowhere else I rather be
So keep me here, keep me here
There’s nowhere else I rather be
There’s nowhere else I rather be


Tuesday, December 25, 2012

Merry Christmas


But when the fullness of time had come, God sent forth his Son, born of a woman, born under the law, to redeem those who were under the law, so that we might receive adoption as sons. Galatians 4:4-5

Merry Christmas!

Monday, December 24, 2012

Gollum

I just returned home from viewing The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey (hence writing at 2:30 AM). I am not providing a review, but I will say I enjoyed the film while remaining cautious about the two films still to come.

But one scene in particular caught my attention. It was during Bilbo's escape from Gollum's cave. While wearing the ring (aka Gollum's "precious") Bilbo wrestles over whether or not to end the life of the pitiful creature. It would have been easy and altogether warranted consider the debased nature of Gollum. On at least two occasions, Bilbo draws his sword to deliver the final blow. And yet, each time he holds back.

After the last attempt, the camera follows a single tear running down the cheek of Gollum. That tear is, to borrow Gandalf's words, "what stayed Bilbo's hand." It made him pity Gollum.

Gollum is an ironic character. He weeps upon losing the very thing which destroyed him. The ring led him to murder his friend. The ring drove him away from people and into the heart of the mountain. The ring corrupted his mind and heart. The ring drove him mad. If anything he should have been rejoicing because the ring could no longer control him.

Instead, Gollum wept demonstrating just how pitiful a creature he had become.

And it was here where I caught a glimpse of myself.

Like Gollum, I am a pitiful creature. I hold a death grip upon the very thing which seeks to destroy me: sin. Sin turns me away from my Father. Sin grieves the Holy Spirit. Sin mocks the work of my Savior. Sin destroys relationships. Sin isolates me from others. Sin corrupts my heart and mind. I should rejoice because Christ has canceled the power of sin over me.

Instead, I weep. I fail to see how I might gain from losing. I would rather hold onto to what will destroy me.

It reminds me of Jesus' words in John 3:19 which also speak to the reality of Christmas,

And this is the judgment: the light has come into the world, and people loved the darkness rather than the light because their works were evil.

That's my struggle each and every day. As a man naturally inclined to love the darkness, I desperately want to love the light which has come.

As the Light of light descendeth
From the realms of endless day,
That the powers of hell may vanish
As the darkness clears away.

Monday, December 17, 2012

Newtown

He comes to make His blessings flow
Far as the curse is found

The curse was found on Friday morning at an elementary school in Newtown, Connecticut. The aftermath weighs heavy three days later, and will continue for the many families, colleagues, and friends over countless years.

I cannot begin to fathom what the people of Newtown, CT are wrestling through. They have tasted a grief and sorrow I have not experienced. And I pray I never will.

Unlike tragedies in previous years, this one has lingered for me. Friday was difficult. I wrestled in prayer all through my work day. I cried when I got home. Then I tried my best to coach swimming. (And in His grace, God made that time with those kids a much-needed blessing)

Sunday was the same. Singing was nearly impossible. The tears continued. Prayer felt more like a wrestling match (And again God's grace flowed through His word and His people). Even this morning brought grief as I drove past school buses and/or students waiting at their bus stops. Everything kept pointing to Newtown and the immense pain of that community.

I grieve as a member of a family. I grieve as a member of a small community. I grieve a future minister seeking to help people grow in the Gospel. But it's my former life, which has added to my sense of grief. Despite only lasting two years, I cannot escape the grief I feel as a teacher.

I grieve for the teachers who felt helpless to protect the little ones placed under their care. I grieve for them losing close friends they worked alongside for years. I grieve as they attempt to teach in front of hurting students while they themselves are hurting. I grieve thinking about what they saw and trying to comfort their students in ways they never expected.

I grieve for the students who lost siblings and friends in a place where their safety should never be in doubt. I grieve as they will no longer see some of the same smiling faces welcoming them every morning. I grieve as kids as young as five or six try to sleep at night after watching the horror unfold before their eyes. I grieve as they go back into the school which has lost its feeling of comfort.

But through all of this, that simple line from Joy to the World has come back to me again and again,

He comes to make His blessings flow
Far as the curse is found.

Christ came to undue the awful curse of sin. He did it through His life, death, and resurrection. Even in this curse-filled world we taste those blessings now. And we will receive them in full upon His 2nd Advent. At that moment, all His blessings will flow as far as the curse is found. Revelation 21:1-4 gives us the beautiful picture. He will remove all remnants of the curse. He will heal all wounds. God Himself will wipe away every tear.

This is the hope for all those who grieve. In Christ, all grief will not be in vain. It will lead to greater glory according to Romans 8:18. It will certainly hurt. It will hurt like hell as I am sure all those in Newtown know far too well. But even in the face of this grief and mourning, Christ is at work making His blessings flow as far as the curse is found.

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

"the perfect ten"

One more final stands in front of me before I am off from school for a month and a half and on for full-time work.

This morning I took my Old Testament final. As part of my preparations, I had to read the portion of Peter Enns' commentary  dealing with the Ten Commandments found in Exodus 20:1-21. I found his thoughts on the significance of the Ten Commandments in today's world to be fascinating, and possibly a bit controversial (emphases from Enns, pp.432-433).

We should never wonder when God's law is broken by people who were never intended to keep it in the first place. Moreover, by chiding these individuals for doing so, are we not sending the wrong gospel message, that being right with God is primarily a matter of proper conduct?...We are saying to them that God demands a high moral standard apart from the work of Christ, that proper behavior is what makes us right with God. But the opposite is true. Apart from being in Christ first we are incapable of good works that please God.

Expecting unbelievers to keep God's law, or even to respect it, blurs the sharp divide between those who are God's people and those who are not...To single out the Ten Commandments and set them up as a standard of conduct for unbelievers or American society in general indicates not only a misunderstanding of the purpose of the Ten Commandments, but of the good news itself.

What do we hope to accomplish by imposing God's law on those who do not know him? To make better citizens? To make better-behaved children? Neither of these goals is wrong. In fact, they are important. They are not, however, the goal of the gospel, which is to change those who are not God's people into those who are. Better people and citizens, these things are byproducts (again, important ones) of the spread of the gospel.

I really like Enns' argument. Christians are quick to jump on the inclusion of the Ten Commandments in courthouses and schools. While the Commandments present an ethic valuable for society, they will not change it. They cannot, because they were never given such a task.

What if Christians were quicker to jump on board with spreading the good news of Jesus Christ?

For with the Gospel comes the law of God written on hearts of flesh given through the power of the Holy Spirit.

Wednesday, December 5, 2012

a hero

I watched the last of the Batman trilogy last night as a study break (which also serves as my excuse for this post). I must admit I am a superhero junkie. I used to read/watch the comics as a kid. And now they have become a fairly consistent source of entertainment through film, particularly Christopher Nolan's Batman.

One of the reasons I enjoy the superhero genre is because of the sacrificial aspect of the hero revealed in dialogues such as the following:

Catwoman: You don't owe these people anymore. You've given them everything.
Batman: Not everything. Not yet.

(For those who have not yet seen the film, I have not spoiled anything. The story of Batman up to this point is his willingness to sacrifice for the people of Gotham. Sometimes it is justified while other times it is sheer foolishness.)

I think this is why nearly everyone loves stories about sacrificial heroes. We love stories of rescue, especially when the heroes give of themselves in order to do so. It speaks to something we value and inwardly desire. In fact, it speaks (unintentionally and in limited fashion) to the story of God in history, the rescue of His people.

Jesus is the hero who owed His people nothing. And yet, Jesus is the hero who gave them everything.

Paul lays it out beautifully in Romans 5:6-11,
For while we were still weak, at the right time Christ died for the ungodly. For one will scarcely die for a righteous person—though perhaps for a good person one would dare even to die—but God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us. Since, therefore, we have now been justified by his blood, much more shall we be saved by him from the wrath of God. For if while we were enemies we were reconciled to God by the death of his Son, much more, now that we are reconciled, shall we be saved by his life. More than that, we also rejoice in God through our Lord Jesus Christ, through whom we have now received reconciliation.


Sunday, December 2, 2012

redemptive-historical preaching

My semester is almost over. I have two weeks of finals left before a month and a half break. This means my two (maybe three) regular readers should have more than six posts in three months (ouch!) to read.

Part of what I have enjoyed the most about my preaching class at Westminster has been the emphasis on "redemptive-historical preaching." For those unfamiliar with the label, here is how Dennis Johnson describes it in his book Him We Proclaim: Preaching Christ From All The Scriptures (please excuse the use of some fancy terms).

Redemptive-historical preaching ties homiletics closely to hermeneutic considerations. It emphasizes the organic unity of the history of redemption-the enactment of God's plan for the rescue, reconciliation, and re-creation of his people, climaxing in the person, obedience, sacrifice, resurrection, and exaltation of Jesus Christ, and reaching consummation at his return in glory. ~p. 48-49

Christians needs to be shown how to read each Scripture, first in the context of its original redemptive-historical epoch, and then in terms of the focal point and climatic "horizon" toward which the partiuclars of God's plan always pointed, namely Jesus the Messiah, who is the second and last Adam, seed of Abraham, true Israel, royal descendant of David, and obedient and suffering Servant of the Lord. Redemptive-historical hermeneutics, therefore, offer a framework for preaching Christ from all the Scriptures in a way that treats each text's and epoch's distinctiveness with integrity and at the same time does justice to the progressively unfolding clarity by which God sustained his people's hopes for the redemption that has now arrived in Jesus.~p. 49

The Christian preacher must never preach an Old Testament text (narrative or other genre) in such a way that his sermon could have been acceptable in a synagogue whose members do not recognize that Jesus is the Messiah. The purpose of the Old Testament historical narrative is not to teach moral lessons, but to trace the work of God, the Savior of his people, whose redeeming presence among them reaches its climatic expression in Christ's incarnation. ~p.51




Monday, November 19, 2012

the Gospels

Since Christmas advertising seems to start earlier each and every year, I thought I would get in on some of the fun. (Actually I need a quick reading/paper-writing break.)

Below is a summary from one of my larger readings regarding the Gospels.

The story in the Synoptics, then, emphasizes that from the outset Jesus' purpose in coming to earth was to go to the cross. The Synoptics truly are passion narratives with extended introductions. The cross is viewed neither as a terrible accident nor as a deranged attempt by Jesus to bring in the kingdom of God. Jesus' suffering and death were the very means by which the promises of salvation in the OT were obtained, and his resurrection from the dead indicates the securing of the promise. The resurrection, after all, signified the arrival of the age to come-the promised age of salvation and new creation that God had pledged. The new exodus and the new creation have arrived through the suffering and resurrection of Jesus. He has taken upon himself the guilt and sin of his people so that they can enjoy freedom and joy as human beings made in God's image. ~Thomas R. Schreiner, New Testament Theology, 275-276

There is more than enough "meat" in that summary to satisfy me throughout the celebration of Christ's First Advent. And in the context of this week, that summary is a cornucopia overflowing with items worthy of thanksgiving.

Monday, November 5, 2012

the only thing

Pandora (Shane and Shane radio station) has flooded my speakers on multiple occasions with the song I've posted below. I do not know anything about Ronnie Freeman, but I like this song. I need to hear it every day. And it fits nicely with a sermon I am crafting for class on 1 Corinthians 1:26-31.



I heard someone say the other day
They'd seen in me true love displayed
Blessed by something I had done for them
No sooner had they said these words
I found myself somehow disturbed
Uneasy as I took their compliment
Cause I know the heart inside this man
I know the truth of who I am...

The only thing that's good in me is Jesus
The only thing that's good in me is Jesus
I know me well enough to know
No matter what this life may show
The only thing that's good in me is Jesus

If you could walk the hallways of my heart
And see things as they really are
I wonder if you might be surprised
Seeing faded walls of pride and fear
Rooms I've filled with faithless tears
And corners where I've stood in compromise
But you'd see the work His grace has done
You'd know just how far I've come

In a thousand years
When the dust of this world clears
And I look back on my life
And see in perfect light

The only thing that's good in me is Jesus
The only thing that's good in me is Jesus
I know me well enough to know
No matter what this life may show
The only thing that's good in me is Jesus

Thursday, November 1, 2012

restless

You are great, Lord, and highly to be praised: great is your power and your wisdom is immeasurable. Man, a little piece of your creation, desires to praise you, a human being 'bearing his mortality with him,' carrying with him the witness of his sin and the witness that you 'resist the proud.' Nevertheless, to praise you is the desire of man, a little piece of your creation. You stir man to take pleasure in praising you, because you have made us for yourself, and our heart is restless until it rests in you. 
~St. Augustine, Confessions, pp.3

The more I read the "old guys" the more I wish I could write like them.

But since I cannot, I will simply soak in what they have to offer.

I have tasted the pleasure found in praising God. I have experienced God stirring the affections of my heart. I have relished in my standing before Him as creature. I have known rest.

And yet more often than not my heart is restless. It seeks something to praise. It longs for something pleasurable. It looks for meaning.

In those moments I fail to remember why I have been made. I fail to remember where the restlessness of my heart is pointing.

It all points back to my position as creator and God as Creator. It all points back to my being created for the purpose of praising Him. It all points back to finding rest only in Him.

Tuesday, October 23, 2012

political perspective

About a month ago I could not get enough of the political scene. I watched nearly every keynote speech from both the Democratic and Republican Conventions. And that is a big accomplishment for a guy who pretty much loathes politics.

With only two weeks left before the election, it is safe to say the loathing has come back with a vengeance. I watched the first of the four debates from beginning to end. The last two I have only had the time and energy to catch a few minutes here and there. Regardless, I am tired of all the talking, finger pointing, stupid commercials, and pretend sportsmanship from the candidates. If I had my way, I would move the election up to tomorrow just to get the whole thing behind us.

But two statements (one by each candidate) stood out from all the questions not being answered during last night's debate. They are designed to stress America's global significance, but actually reveal a great deal more about our nation's self-idolatry.

First, the President referred to America as "the only indispensable nation." Is America really absolutely necessary/needful/essential/imperative? I would say no. Are we important for what happens globally? Absolutely. But that does not make us indispensable. History is filled examples of such nations, and each eventually fades to the background or out of the picture altogether (do Egypt, Babylon, Assyria, Rome, or Greece sound familiar?).

From a biblical perspective, only one nation stands as the only the indispensable nation on earth. The Church is the only absolutely necessary "nation" on earth. This sounds arrogant, but it is actually a very humbling reality, because it has nothing to do the nature of the people included. God has ordained His Church to be the means by which the gospel message of Jesus Christ goes forth to the ends of the earth (Colossians 1). And He is the one who works in and through it by the power of His Spirit. While God could technically accomplish His goal without the Church, the entire plan of redemption involves the use of His people to bring Christ to the nations (Ephesians 1; 1 Peter 2). The Church is the means by which all the earth will be filled with the glory of God. America cannot and will never serve this purpose. It is completely and entirely of this world. The Church, as both physical and spiritual, can and will. It is the bride of Christ, bought with His blood, that will one day be reunited with her Groom.

After the President's remarks, the Governor called America "the hope of the earth." Is America really the earth's hope for greater things? Again, I would say no. Has America done many good things over the course of her young history? Absolutely. But doing good is not synonymous with hope. Because history also tells us that for all the good America has done, they have also been guilty more than a fair share of damage.

Again from a biblical perspective, there is only one hope for the earth. And thankfully it is not a flawed nation governed by flawed men and women. It is the perfect Son of God. It is Jesus Christ. Christ is the hope for the pain, suffering, and loss dominating this world. Christ is the hope for true and lasting peace (Revelation 21). Christ is the hope for overcoming sin and death through His own life, death, and resurrection (Colossians 1). No nation, individual, or government system can fill the role Christ already fills. They will ultimately fail again and again.

All this serves to say, politics and systems of government must never be viewed as the solution to the problems of this world. They are effective means to appeasing some of the problems, but they will never do away with them altogether. This does not mean abstaining from politics and government. They have been ordained by God to administer justice and govern. They can be forces of good in a broken world. But they can never promise what Christ promises for the present and future.

Tuesday, October 16, 2012

long days

The week is not even three days old, and it already has been long. It is safe to say my holdout against drinking coffee in the morning might break for at least the next couple of days.

On Saturday night I stayed in after a long day of coaching. I pulled out my old friend, mr. guitar, for my means of rest and relaxation. And I went to the RUF online hymnal to hit up some of the classics.

I Heard the Voice of Jesus Say was the song I lingered on the longest. I was unable to simply strike up playing through it. I needed to hear it, digest it, and then finally sing through it. It spoke directly to my week prior as well as the coming weeks looming on the horizon.

I heard the voice of Jesus say,
"Come unto me and rest;
Lay down, O weary one lay down,
Your head upon My breast."
I came to Jesus as I was,
So weary, worn, and sad;
I found in Him my resting place,
And He has made me glad.

I heard the voice of Jesus say,
"Behold I freely give
The living water; thirsty one,
Stoop down and drink, and live."
I came to Jesus, and I drank
From that life-giving stream
My thirst was quenched, my soul revived,
And now I live in Him.

I heard the voice of Jesus say,
"I am this dark world's light;
Look unto Me, thy morn shall rise,
And all thy days be bright."
I looked to Jesus and I found
In Him my star, my sun;
And in that light of life I'll walk
'Til pilgrim days are done.

And then last night, I read Matthew 11:28-30.

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. For my yoke is easy, and my burden light.

Safe to say on both nights rest and sleep found me.

Wednesday, October 3, 2012

Sunday School answers

The following excerpts come from The Church by Edmund Clowney which is one of my required readings for my Doctrine of the Church class.

...[he] sought to correct the one-sided approach of traditional Christian nurture...however most evangelical churches had abandoned the view of Christian education as indoctrination. The pendulum had swung far from arid intellectualism.

...The threat to Christian nurture now comes from the other extreme: the loss of ordered instruction in the Word of God.

Traditional 'Sunday School' moralism remains a problem, however, even in churches committed to evangelism. Teaching often consists in admonitions to be good, offered to restless children who already know the rules. The gospel is good news because Jesus Christ has the power to save and to renew. Only a Christ-centered message is a life-changing message. This is not to say that Christians have no need of instruction in the Ten Commandments.

...Against the climate of our age, children need to learn that sex must be pure before God, and not simply safe, in order to be OK. But to know the Bible's morality does not in itself bring either repentance or new life. To change lives, the commandments must be heard as God's voice, spoken in God's plan to point to Calvary.

...Nurture is rooted in our new position in Christ. Without hope there cannot be growth; without a new identity there is nothing to hope for.

I found myself nodding a lot while reading this.

Too often Christian growth is made parallel to Christian morality. As a result, the Bible is taught primarily as a book of moral teaching. The stories are gleaned for lessons learned promoting morality. Jesus and the apostles sound more like philosophers and philanthropists than the Son of God and Spirit-inspired writers, respectively.

Church members, children in particular, end up viewing the Bible as merely a list of do's and don'ts instead of the self-revelation of the Triune God who is pleased to make His glory known everywhere. This makes the faith depressing and burdensome, which stands contrary to what Christ promised.

As Clowney writes, Christian growth needs to be rooted in the believer's position in Christ. It is the only place where growth actually happens. Only we know who we are in Christ are we not only motivated, but empowered to live lives in line with God's Word and the example of Christ.

Friday, September 28, 2012

the King is here


For my preaching class on Tuesday, I need to prepare and preach a sermon on Matthew 2:1-12 (the visit of the Magi). As I have been preparing my mind keeps going back to the art in the Vatican Museum I visited while in Rome. While not entirely accurate from historical perspective, they do capture the mood of the scene rather well.

'For we saw his star when it rose and have come to worship him.' (2:2)

When they saw the star, they rejoiced exceedingly with great joy. And going into the house they saw the child with Mary his mother, and they fell down and worshiped him. (2:10-11)

The King is here!

Worship Him!

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

so long for now

Today I went on sabbatical. My sabbatical is not from school or work or anything altogether important. I am taking an indefinite leave of absence from the NFL. As of today, I am done watching games on Sunday, Monday Thursday, or any other day the league master-minds put on the schedule (I am still waiting for them to try and add an eight day of the week just so they can increase viewership). For some I am being irrational, while others just plain stupid. But I am doing it nonetheless.

Why?

First, I need to be honest about one of my reasons. My team of choice, the Carolina Panthers, are not very good. They are a poorly run franchise seemingly floundering in mediocrity. Wasting (that's ultimately what it is) 3-4 hours of an evening/afternoon gets old really quick. Call me a bad fan, but I would rather read the box score and view the highlights than experience the frustration. My stress levels will probably be better off with my decision not to watch.

Currently, I also have a lot of things on my plate, and football takes up far more than it should. I find myself wasting a lot of time I do not have reading articles and obsessing about football when I should be working or investing in people. The reality is football has no real impact on my life outside of entertainment. I know I can fill the time with other means of entertainment that my actually provide me rest and joy in the process.

But most influential is my overall dissatisfaction with the entire system. From the owners down to the players, I am frustrated and annoyed. The on-going use of replacement officials, which insults the history of the game as well as the millions of fans who pay money to enjoy it, is just the most recent example. The existence of Thursday night games where players never recover from the toll of Sunday's game, and the desire for an 18-game schedule which opens the door to more injuries both stand in stark contrast to the league's "commitment" to player safety. Bickering and fighting over thousands (maybe millions) of dollars when the league makes billions looks silly and apathetic considering the economic status of many in this nation, let alone the world. Along those lines, the pension demands of the locked-out officials looks just as idiotic considering pensions are no longer handed out anywhere. Toss in the players who willingly sacrifice their bodies to play the game, but cry foul when their bodies break down. They fail to understand the human body was never designed to withstand the brutal beating they put it through week in and week out. I admire their love and passion, but claiming ignorance is no longer an valid. And probably what I dislike least is the mantra by all active participants of willingly sacrificing to "the all-mighty dollar." Owners run the league in order to maximize their wallets. Players play to maximize their wallets (and winning does help to that end). Loyalty and common decency is quickly tossed aside in order to earn the extra million. I could go on, but I still enjoy football and do not want write it off altogether.

And when I say all of this, I am fully aware that the same applies to all the other professional sports leagues and major corporations. So why am I not taking a sabbatical from them? Honestly, I am not quite sure. Technically this entire ploy is a double standard. I plan to watch the NBA, which is just as stained as the NFL. I will continue to use my iPhone even though Apple's primary care is maximizing their profits (as should any company wanting to last in a free market society). Maybe it is the NFL's popularity or simply me looking for a semi-valid reason to give up something which I probably have allowed too much control and influence in my life.

And there is the reality that most of the problems I have with the NFL can be said about me (to a certain degree). I am guilty of insulting those around me. I am guilty of taking advantage of people. I am guilty of hypocrisy. I am guilty of sacrificing to the god of money. I am guilty of whining and complaining when I fail to get what I want or think I deserve.

So maybe this sabbatical idea is more about me than any sports' league or practice of society. Maybe I see myself mimicking them instead of imaging Christ. Maybe to see gospel transformation evidenced around me, I need to continue to pursue it in my own life. Or maybe I am just being ridiculous and exemplifying a gross naivety of the world around me.

Whatever the case, so long old friend...at least for now.

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

perspective

giving thanks always and for everything to God the Father in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ ~Ephesians 5:20

I am far too quick to lose sight of the multitude of blessings God has given me. Sadly, I am much better at being grumpy than grateful. Instead of rejoicing, I am often complaining.

But over the past two days with Psalm 131 serving as my daily prayer, God's Spirit has increased my thankfulness. As He quiets and calms my soul, I am seeing His mighty hand at work.

How?

I paid the entirety of my fall semester bill without the assistance of a loan. Thanks to the answered prayer of work over the summer, I made enough to avoid more debt. Give thanks always.

My schedule provides enough time to keep working part-time and continue saving money. On top of that, coaching water polo and swimming provide more opportunities to save money and engage with others. Give thanks always.

I attended my cousin's wedding last weekend with all of my immediate family and most of my extended family on my mother's side. We laughed, celebrated, and danced to our heart's content. Give thanks always.

I get to co-lead a group of seventh and eighth grade boys through the Gospel of John on a weekly basis. They are rowdy, but they help me grow as much as I help them. Give thanks always.

I receive and reciprocate both prayer and encouragement as I run with a pastor-friend three times a week. Give thanks always.

God continues to provide many opportunities to gain valuable ministry experience through the blessing of the local church as well as the blessings of being with His people. Give thanks always.

On a daily basis I get to attend classes, read, and study more about the Father, Son, and Spirit who saved me and calls me to live for His glory. Give thanks always.

I received a sleeping upgrade with the new bed purchased by my landlords (aka dad and mom) which is extremely comfortable and beneficial to my back. Give thanks always.

I was able to spend last Saturday evening sitting around a fire with some friends enjoying a beautiful late summer evening where the sky was void of any clouds and splattered with millions of stars. Give thanks always.

...and for everything to God the Father in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ

Sunday, September 16, 2012

psalm 131

This morning I read Psalm 131. Safe to say I needed it very much.


O Lord, my heart is not lifted up;
my eyes are not raised too high;

Typically, I tend to linger on verses such as these. Pride is a constant struggle. Far too often I have seen its ugliness and ruining effects. Daily I am in need of the humility perfectly exemplified and gifted by my Savior. But today, God's Spirit was not zeroing in on pride.

I do not occupy myself with things
too great and too marvelous for me.

What do you do when all your time seems to revolve around the "too great and too wonderful?" I enjoy seminary. In the past year alone, God has allowed me to grow in my knowledge and understanding of Him. I am grateful for what He has shown me, and I look forward to what I still have left to learn. But recently, I have noticed a loss of amazement over the "simple and ordinary." And sadder still, I have started lumping the gospel message in that category. The life, death, resurrection, and reign of Christ fail to capture my gaze and attention. And that reveals a problem with me and not the truth of the gospel.

But I have calmed and quieted my soul,

like a weaned child with its mother;
like a weaned child is my soul within me.

O Israel, hope in the Lord
from this time forth and forevermore.

Here is where I lingered the longest. For all my learning and training, I am a still a child. I need nurturing. I need a calming influence. I need comforting. I need strength. I need faith in my heavenly Father to provide all those things. I need to be reminded that my hope now and forever rests in the message of the cross and empty tomb.

I pray this captivates my heart once again. I pray I see Christ as great and wonderful, which He far surpasses.


Thursday, September 6, 2012

start your engines

For me, the Fall semester began this morning. And already, I am busy with readings and other assignments.

In my Gospels class, one of the weekly reading assignments is a hymn. Let All Mortal Flesh Keep Silence kicked off my hymn reading. I am not overly familiar with the tune or the words, but I had to pause while I read. As I embark upon another semester of studying God and His ways, I needed this reminder of who God and what my response should be every time I approach His throne.

Let all mortal flesh keep silence,
And with fear and trembling stand;
Ponder nothing earthly minded,
For with blessing in His hand,
Christ our God to earth descendeth,
Our full homage to demand.

King of kings, yet born of Mary,
As of old on earth He stood,
Lord of lords, in human vesture,
In the body and the blood;
He will give to all the faithful
His own self for heavenly food.

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

tradition

Traditional sentiment can never be pleaded as the proper ground for any element of the worship of the church of God. Divine institution is the only warrant. And when sentiment or custom takes the place of the recognition of divine prescription in any particular that concerns the elements of divine worship, a state of mind is revealed which is altogether alien to the nature of the church and of the worship which it offers to God. ~John Murray, Christian Baptism

I hear the word "tradition," and I immediately think of "The Fiddler on the Roof." I picture a large bearded man singing about the wonders of tradition. And as my mind wonders I naturally find myself singing or humming alongside. Traditions are good. They provide a sense of comfort and normalcy to a life which rarely appears as such. My family has wonderful traditions particularly around certain holidays. Things get testy when these traditions are threatened.

The church is also filled with traditions. Every church has their own way of doing things when it comes to worship, discipleship, evangelism, etc., many of which are useful and productive. But when it comes to how a church operates, I like to ask the question "why?"

Why?

If I am being truly honest, I must confess that sometimes I do it out of pride and arrogance. It may be that I simply do not like a particular practice or think my idea would be better. It may be I think something is outdated and in need of something fresh. It may be I think I am on to something which no one else has thought of. And it is times like these I am glad God has given me His Spirit, His Word, and His people. All three have been necessary to keep me from or rebuke me for questioning with a proud heart. They effectively speak at those times when I could use a lesson in humility.

But at other times (and I wish they were the majority), I question in the spirit of Murray's quote. I fear we do what we do simply because it was done by those before us. It is a tradition handed down through time, and over the years, the original intent, which was probably good, got lost. I ask "why" because I may not be able to see anything but tradition, and I am hoping someone will make the distinction obvious. Or I ask "why" because any sense pf a Biblical prescription is altogether absent.

And like Murray, I believe it matters because it involves worship, which is far more than singing songs on a Sunday morning. Worship involves everything we do and everything we are. But most importantly, worship involves God. It means ascribing Him the honor and glory due to His name. And our best means for proper worship is to adhere to what He has prescribed especially when it differs from what we actually may be doing.

Monday, August 27, 2012

stubborn for God

My Bible plan had me begin the book of Ezekiel today. I am particularly fond of Ezekiel, and I am eager to dig deeper into it as I read. It has a lot of things I do not understand along with a numbers of passages I come back to frequently for one reason or another. And today, I think Ezekiel 3 will be added to my repertoire.

Ezekiel was another prophet called to declare God's Word to the people of Israel. The playing out of his calling is something worth reading as God provides a vision of crazy-looking winged creatures, a wheel with eyes, a glimpse of the glory of God on His throne, and a scroll to eat. It's unlike most of the other callings received by the other prophets.

In Ezekiel 3 Ezekiel learns that God is sending him to his brothers in Israel. He will be going to a stubborn, stiff-necked people who probably will not listen to what he says. But God will not leave Ezekiel unprepared or by himself.

But the house of Israel will not be willing to listen to you, for they are not willing to listen to me: because all the house of Israel have a hard forehead and a stubborn heart. Behold, I have made your face as hard as their faces, and your forehead as hard as their foreheads. Like emery harder than flint have I made your forehead. Fear them not, nor be dismayed at their looks, for they are a rebellious house.” ~Ezekiel 3:7-10

I find this particular an immense comfort. God provides Ezekiel with exactly what he will need to be God's servant to His people. On top of that, God warns Ezekiel of the frustrations and difficulties facing him. But I particularly enjoy how God gifted Ezekiel for his task. God made Ezekiel as stubborn and hard-headed for prophesying the Word of God as the Israelites were in their rebellion against God. Ezekiel would be what Israel was called to be, but failed at over and over again: zealous for the Lord.

Sadly, I tend to be linked closer to Israel than Ezekiel. However, what a comfort to know that God equips His weak and feeble servants in the exact way they need. He does not send us off on our own or throw us into the wolves without His grace at work in us. And while success is not guaranteed, we can persevere and endure well because God is the work working in and through us.

Saturday, August 25, 2012

forgiveness and fear

If you , O LORD, should mark iniquities, O Lord, who could stand?
But with you there is forgiveness, that you may be feared.  ~Psalm 130:4

Recently, I have been on a collision course with Psalm 130:4. I read it some months ago in the midst of my on-going "read through the Bible in one year" plan. I came across it as I read Matt Chandler's The Explicit Gospel. It popped up on my Twitter feed last week. It was read in the midst of the morning worship service either last week or the week before. For whatever reason, the verse keeps coming back to me in one way or another.

And as a result, I have grown more and more fond of this verse. It seems to comfort and challenge me at the same time. It's not overly complex, but easy to memorize and meditate on throughout the course of my day.

I take comfort knowing my sin no longer stands against me before God, my King and Judge. I do not need to earn anything because it has already been earned for me, and because nothing I could ever do would make up for all the sins I have committed. But the abundance of God's forgiveness and grace enables me to stand. Thanks to Christ, I have forgiveness which is amazing and altogether glorious. I have much to rejoice in.

I am challenged by the last line of the verse. What is my response to God's forgiveness? Is it a fear of God? Does the forgiveness I have been given in Christ move me to worship and stand in awe of God? The verse says that is exactly what the aim of God's forgiveness is. I have been forgiven in order to fear Him. And when I fear Him, I do not wander into sin and away from His presence. Instead I linger there and keep coming back for more.

Thursday, August 9, 2012

fear of death

You do not fear death. You think this makes you strong. It makes you weak.

Without spoiling anything, the above quote is from The Dark Knight Rises which I took in a few weeks back. It is directed at Bruce Wayne/Batman who seems to believe embracing death is his greatest ally and point of strength. He thinks it makes him invincible.

Since taking in the movie, this line has been inescapable. How does my approach to death affect me?

On the one hand, death is no longer something to fear. Because of Christ's life, death, and resurrection death does not have the final say. Death's victory and sting have been swallowed up in Christ (1 Corinthians 15:54-55). Therefore, I can echo what Paul says in 2 Corinthians 5:8, we would rather be away from the body and at home with the Lord. This is the believer's hope. It is the reality in which we live. As such, death is no longer to be feared.

And yet death remains. It still wins battles as friends, loved ones, and, eventually, ourselves succumb to their futility in one way or another. Even with Christ's victory, man is like a breath; his days are like a passing shadow. (Psalm 144:4). Further still, the author of Hebrews (9:27) says, and just as it is appointed for man to die once, and after that comes judgment. Judgment awaits all of us. For those in Christ, Christ alone is our righteousness and justification. For those apart from Christ, judgment and condemnation awaits. And this is where I need a fear of death. Not my own, but of those outside of God's saving grace.

The fear of their death (can we call it love for them?) will push me to engage the lost with the gospel. It will strengthen my resolve to see them clothed in Christ's righteousness and justified before the Father through the work of the Holy Spirit.

Death's powerlessness over me does not mean I sit and wait patiently for my time to come. Such a view is irresponsible, cold, self-centered, and sinful. It does mean I am ready, but never disengaged. Instead, I should be moved to take part in God's on-going plan of loosening death's grip day by day until the Day when it serves as nothing but a memory.





Sunday, August 5, 2012

gospel > moralism

Matt Chandler on the dangers of moralism instead of the gospel:

...unless the gospel is made explicit, unless we clearly articulate that our righteousness is imputed to us by Jesus Christ, that on the cross he absorbed the wrath of God aimed at us and washed us clean--even if we preach biblical words on obeying God--people will believe that Jesus's message is that he has come to condemn the world, not to save it.


But the problem is deeper than that and more pervasive. If we don't make sure the gospel is explicit, if we don't put up the cross and the perfect life of Jesus Christ as our hope, then people can get confused and say, "Yes, I believe in Jesus. I want to be saved. I want to be justified by God," but then begin attempting to earn his salvation. By taking the cross out of the functional equation, moral therapeutic deism promotes the wrong-headed idea that God probably needs our help in the work of justification and most certainly needs us to carry the weight of our sanctification, as well. The result is innumerable Christians suffering under the burden of the law's curse because they have not been led to see that gospel-centered living is the only way to delight in the law.


~The Explicit Gospel

Friday, August 3, 2012

nowhere to go

Where can I go from your Spirit?
Where can I flee from your presence?
~Psalm 139:7

I doubt I am the only one, but the current week has been a busy one. Beginning with a sprint vacation over the weekend and continuing with swimming championships (and rain outs), my week felt a lot more like chaos than anything else. Throw in tomorrow morning's final championships just for good measure.

As such, time for seeking and drawing closer to my God was difficult and waning. With all the busyness the desire, energy, and time seemed non-existent. The week ran on as a large blur with little to offer.

But God being a God of grace showed me the reality of Psalm 139:7. In a week where there were times when I wanted to draw near and times when I avoided it, God reminded me of His nearness nonetheless.

At work nearly everyone was out on vacation. For the entire afternoon, I was left alone. Thanks to the wonders of technology, I listened to a sermon about surrendering my will to God's and rooting myself upon God's grace alone. Additionally, I was given time to meditate, pray, and be still in the presence of my God.

Normally, I read Psalm 139:7 with a twinge of fear and trembling. I cannot escape God. All my sin is not hidden from His sight. I can run, but I cannot hide. This is sobering and should strike fear into my heart.

But as I found out today, Psalm 139:7 is a beautiful reality. God does not leave me to myself. He seeks me when even when I can't seem to find the time or desire to do so. He steps into my chaotic world bringing His presence and His peace. He feeds not with everything I want, but with exactly what my broken and desperate soul needs.

Monday, July 23, 2012

desiring change

I want to see people come to understand, embrace, rejoice in, and know the freedom found in the gospel of Jesus Christ. It is the primary reason why I am no longer a school teacher, but a seminary student with the desire for full-time ministry. I want to see the grace of God take root in the hearts of those I come in contact with. And I am fairly confident most individuals engaged in ministry desire something along these lines.

But in The Supremacy of God in Preaching, a small sentence reminded me of another person I should desire the same things for: me.


The spirit we long to see in our people must be in ourselves first. But that will never happen until, as Edwards says, we know our own emptiness and helplessness and terrible sinfulness.


After reading this, I realized I do not fully understand, embrace, rejoice in, and the know the freedom found in the gospel of Jesus Christ. I have not allowed the grace of God to take over all of me. What I desire for those around me needs to be my own desire first. I need grace just as much as anyone else, and to think differently only demonstrates how much I am in need.


Wednesday, July 18, 2012

the heart

In The Supremacy of God in Preaching John Piper counsels Christian preachers (though it would aptly apply to all Christians) to pick a theologian, and then study the individual well. He argues that there are a lot of valuable lessons we can learn from the great brothers and sisters who have gone before us. And this does not only apply to their written work, but the overall testimony of their lives from start to finish.

Piper's man of choice is Johnathan Edwards. As I was reading through the book, I quickly found out why. Many of the points made by Piper actually come from Edwards, and I found myself making notes of the many inclusions of quotes and phrases made by Edwards. He is far more than his famous sermon "Sinners in the Hands of an Angry God" (which is excellent).

Here is one example of Edwards trying to understand his own heart:


Have concluded to endeavor to work myself into duties by searching and tracing back all the real reasons why I do them not, and narrowly searching out all the subtle subterfuges of my thoughts...Very much convinced of the extraordinary deceitfulness of the heart and how exceedingly...appetite blinds the mind, and brings it into entire subjection.


I, too, am like Edwards. I try to understand my own heart only to learn more of its wickedness. I try to correct it only to find it easily leading me astray.

And like Edwards, I am in daily need of grace. If great men like him found nothing in themselves, but everything in God's grace, then how much more should I be learning from them? Only God knows and understands the heart of men. And only God can redeem it and make it new.

Saturday, July 14, 2012

starving

Underlying all their appetites, what is it people crave? What do I crave and long for?

John Piper says:


People are starving for the grandeur of God. And the vast majority do not know it...Christian preachers, more than all others, should know this truth-that people are starving for God. ~The Supremacy of God in Preaching 107-108

Johnathan Edwards says:


The enjoyment of God is the only happiness with which our souls can be satisfied. To go to heaven, fully to enjoy God, is infinitely better than the most pleasant accommodations here. Fathers and mothers, husbands, wives, or children, or the company of earthly friends, are but shadows; but God is the substance. There are but scattered beams, but God is the sun. These are but streams. But God is the ocean. ~Johnathan Edwards in The Supremacy of God in Preaching 109

As I read through Ecclesiastes this truth jumps out again and again. Only in God can we find everything our souls yearns for.

Sunday, July 8, 2012

prayer

Another gleaning from John Piper's Supremacy of God in Teaching through the pen of Jonathan Edwards:

Ministers, in order to be burning and shining lights, should walk closely with God, and keep near to Christ; that they may ever be enlightened and enkindled by him. And they should be much in seeking God, and conversing with him by prayer, who is the fountain of light and love...Prayer seemed natural to me, as the breath by which the inward burnings of my heart had vent.
 p.99

While this does directly apply to ministers, it also can be stated for the lives of any and all who claim Christ. We are only as bright as we are close to the source. We are only as close as the time we set aside for prayer. Intimacy comes through prayer as Jesus Christ made evident in His earthly ministry.

I would love to say I have prayer covered. Unfortunately, I try to find shortcuts for intimacy. I long for it, but lack the willingness and desire to put forth the effort. I find other things far more enticing than seeking God and conversing with him by prayer. Prayer is definitely not natural to me as the breath by which the inward burnings of my heart had vent.

That is my prayer. Yes I am praying to grow in my love and desire for prayer. I want to be diligent in keeping near to Christ and growing in intimacy with Him. I got refreshing tastes of it this past week during vacation when free time stuck out far more clearly. Now vacation is over and the commitment to the discipline of prayer begins, for both my sanctification and joy.


Monday, July 2, 2012

gladness and glory

Last week I quickly made work of John Piper's Supremacy of God in Preaching. It was a book I was required to read for my Gospel Communication class, but since I wasn't going to write a paper or be tested on it I decided to put it off until the summer.

I am thoroughly glad I finally read it! On the one aspect, it was a direct challenge to me as I continue to pursue preaching as well as a beautiful reminder of the wonder involved in the God-given task. But for me today, the book was much-needed in more ways than one. The points made, while directed at ministers of the Word, were not applicable to them alone.

In fact, I have a handful of posts digesting the material contained in such a small book (only 100 pages).


...who is not manifestly glad in God does not glorify God. He cannot make God look glorious if knowing and serving this God gives no gladness to his soul. (page 57)

Again, Piper is directing this to ministers responsible for preaching God's Word. I have had opportunities and others are in the works as well, but being glad in God is critical for everyone seeking to bring Him glory.

Wherever I am, I am called to bring God glory. And this must be done with gladness. My heart should be glad and filled with joy at the thought of bringing God glory. Who am I to engage in such an endeavor? Why should I be worthy to declare God's glory to the world? The reality is I am a sinful man forever unworthy and unable to bring God glory. But thanks to Christ my unworthiness has been replaced by His holiness. Not only am I enabled to bring God glory, I can do so faithfully and effectively because of Christ.

This is where my gladness lies. And this is where God receives the glory through my service.

Sunday, July 1, 2012

liberty

For freedom You set me freeAnd yes, I am free indeed
You rewrote my name
And shackled my shame
You opened my eyes to see
I am free


I first heard this chorus performed by Shane and Shane at the Explicit Gospel Tour I attended back in April. And the upcoming 4th of July celebrations on Wednesday had no bearing upon finding it this past weekend.

As of late, my Bible readings dwell mainly in 1 Kings/2 Chronicles. Again and again I am reading the complete failures of nearly every king sitting on the thrones of Judah and Israel. Each generation follows the generation before it, often times finding ways to outdo the former in wickedness. Occasionally a relatively "good" king takes the throne only to see faithfulness last as long as he is alive.

And these readings constantly bring the issue of spiritual slavery to mind. All of these men were slaves to their own sin. They lacked the desire and ability to wrestle themselves free from their evil hearts. If we are honest, we confess that we are no different. But as the chorus reminds us, we have been set free by Christ's life, death, and resurrection.

And how do I respond?

Disinterested. Apathetic. Ungrateful. Depressed.

I've never met a slave. But studying history in college reveals a lot about how slaves respond to their freedom. Rejoicing. Excitement. Ecstasy. Gratitude. All to the point of wanting it for others.

Without belittling the grossness of physical slavery, spiritual slavery is in a class by itself. But this is what Christ has delivered us from. He's taken our names as objects of wrath and written them into His Book of Life. Our shame from the sins we have committed and those committed against us are bound forever. We are now enabled to live as we were originally created: for the glory of God and joy of our souls.

How should we respond in any manner apart of sheer jubilation in and worship of our Redeemer? 

Saturday, June 16, 2012

room for doubt

How do we respond to a former Protestant pastor leaving his position of leadership to travel the country spreading his new atheistic message of skepticism and disbelief?

Bitterness? It's inclusion as a news story is clearly meant to send the message that people are finding hope and meaning outside of religion, particularly Christianity.

Sorrow? It's hard to imagine the pain and betrayal running through the congregation he abruptly abandoned.

Elation? The church does not want or need a guy like this leading anyways.

Hard truth? While we do not know the true status of this man's heart (or the others like him), the reality is he was never in Christ in the way the Bible depicts.

Anger? It's not enough for the individual to leave, he feels it is necessary to make a cause out of it portraying people like himself as victims of Christianity's abuse.

While all of these are warranted and justifiable to a degree, what if we embrace a level of sympathy for individuals such as these? Sympathy?

By sympathy I am not suggesting we ignore the blatant sin, rebellion, and arrogance on display. This man was a leader of God's people and as such will be judged accordingly for his conduct (James 3:1). Therefore, we should be moved to pray for him and call him to repentance because no one is too far from the grace of God through Christ.

But by sympathy, I look at the areas where this former leader doubted, wrestled, and finally submitted to his doubts. Hell. Unanswered prayer. Suffering. How many of us have never entertained doubts regarding any one of (if not all) of these difficult issues? I will admit that there are times when the reality of hell seems cruel and excessive. Prayers which seem to go unanswered do challenge my trust in God's goodness and faithfulness. The immense suffering running rampant in our broken world, while explainable because of our sin, is not always easy to reconcile with a sovereign, loving, and merciful God.

Unfortunately for these individuals, the church is not a place where they feel welcomed to wrestle with these doubts. That is an indictment on the individual, the church, and/or both parties. In some cases, our own pride prevents us from sharing our doubts with our brothers and sisters. We think we have to understand everything perfectly in order to feel accepted. In other cases, the culture of a church does not allow for such doubts to arise. Immediately, church discipline is called for and the "rebel" is dealt with swiftly and quietly, or they are simply told to work it out on their own through prayer and study (which are good, but void of the involvement of God's people). Or, as is probably most often the case, there is a combination of the two. Pride in the form of the fear of looking weak and a self-righteous church culture create the perfect mix for conceding to doubt.

Doubt is not the fate of God's people. Faith is not a mask hiding our own self-deception and salvation is not found in disbelief (which this man suggests in a quote from the article). Yes, God's thoughts and ways are far above our own, and we will never understand everything we desire. Faith is required. But along with faith, God gives wisdom to those who ask. We find it through His Word, His Spirit, and His people. We have no bearing on the first two.

But as God's people, let us be a place where doubters (including ourselves) can come and share without the fear of ridicule and condemnation. And let us be a place where grace and compassion are poured out, wisdom is found, and victory in Christ is displayed.

Thursday, June 14, 2012

do justice

In general, to "do justice" means to live in a way that generates a strong community where human beings can flourish. Specifically, however, to "do justice" means to go to places where the fabric of shalom has broken down, where the weaker members of societies are falling through the fabric, and to repair it...The only way to reweave and strengthen the fabric is by weaving yourself into it. ~Tim Keller, Generous Justice


I've confessed many times over my lack of knowledge in the world of politics, finances, and the economy. The latter I simply do not have much background in, while the former I honestly cannot stand. But I can get my hands around the ideas of the above quote, particularly weaving myself into the broken fabrics of society.

Human tendency is to do the exact opposite. We see the things that are broken, view them as beyond repair, and avoid them at all costs. I am as guilty of this as anyone. But engaging in the biblical call to "do justice" means acting against human nature. It means investing (time, money, energy, self, etc.) into those places where justice is withheld. It involves entering into those places where brokenness abounds, whether the brokenness is brought upon by individual foolishness or ongoing injustice.

(I've discussed with many about only needing to help those who consistently put forth the effort and desire to help themselves. While getting people to take responsibility for their actions and to work for their betterment is right and biblical, doesn't the gospel show us how God helped those who were exactly the opposite? What if Christ only came for those who were helping themselves in their spiritual bankruptcy? What if He only brought those who were actively seeking the Father to the Father? We would all still be in our state of sin and objects of God's wrath.)

I do not live in a city. I am close to one, and I should find ways to combat against the abundance of injustices (poor, marginalized, sick, weak, etc.) running through it. However, there are also plenty of examples of the broken-down fabrics in my small-town community. Am I weaving myself into it or trying to remain unstained by it? Am I willing to turn my head to the gross injustices in my community or ready to follow Christ?

For Christ was the ultimate instance of God's identification with the poor. He not only became one of the actually poor and marginalized, he stood in the place of all those of us in spiritual poverty and bankruptcy (Matthew 5:3) and paid our debt.


And this is where justice finds its root and foundation. Not in some lofty, philosophical ideal, but in the God who Himself is just and righteous. We actively pursue justice and war against injustice because we serve a God who is just and in the person of Jesus Christ faced every injustice imaginable for our sake.


Monday, June 11, 2012

blameless

blameless (adj) free of blame or guilt; innocent (of wrongdoing)

Take away the less suffix, and the word would better describe me. Replace it with a ful, and we are looking at a winner.

Blame is impossible to escape. Over the course of any given day, I am worthy of it. Some of the things are moral errors, while others are less serious. Either way, I accrue blame daily. And there is nothing I can do about it. I can accept, avoid, or ignore it, but never truly rid myself of it. It always stands before me destroying any and all footing I have to stand on.

Which is why the gospel of Jesus Christ is not only amazing, but absolutely necessary.

And you, who once were alienated and hostile in mind, doing evil deeds, he has now reconciled in his body of flesh by his death, in order to present you holy and blameless and above reproach before him Colossians 1:21-22

The reality of my blame is my reality. It will always stand before me. It will always accuse me. It stains everything I have and will ever do. But only if I stand apart from Christ.

Christ has not only saved me from my rebellion and sin. He has not only delivered me from the domain of darkness. He has not only welcomed me into the family of God. He has made me blameless. Each and every time I go before the Father, I am blameless in His sight because of Christ. It is as if I never committed a sin. The blame I could never rid myself of has been taken away for me. In Christ, I am perfect before the Father.

That which is impossible has been made possible through the death and resurrection of Jesus Christ!

Monday, June 4, 2012

body shot

The church as a whole remains imperfect.

Local bodies are equally imperfect.

And yet, Christ has seen fit for His church to be the means by which His gospel continually goes forth and the Kingdom of God advances. Even with her flaws, Christ works in and through His church to accomplish His perfect purposes.

On Sunday morning, I was reminded of the beauty contained within the Christ's bride. On my way out, I was pulled aside by a dear sister whom I have grown to admire just in the last year. She wanted to talk about something involving a project the two of us were involved in last month. When that short conversation ended she grabbed my hand, held onto it, and asked "how are you?"

I include the part about grabbing my hand, because it was critical for my response. Normally, I would do what everyone else does and offer a disengaged "fine" or some other phrase to simply keep everyone moving along. But her subtle move made that altogether impossible. Throwing in her ability to accurately read people, and it is safe to say I was doomed.

And so I shared with her how last week was a surprisingly refreshing week. God faithfully provided working hours to me each and every day. But more importantly, my soul was finding nourishment. I explained to her how seminary makes it extremely easy to minimize God to a subject of academic study. When this happens, everything becomes dry. The Bible is a textbook, prayer is a means of assessment, and fellowship is sacrificed. I told her that was the constant wrestling match over the past year. Some weeks were good, while others were famine and drought. I shared how God was faithfully wooing me unto Himself through the very things I had previously abandoned. His Word was satisfying. Prayer was rich. Fellowship sweet. Even with such a blessed week, Saturday and Sunday morning seemed wasteland-like once again. The match I was (and am) in was not finished. It had only moved on to the next round.

All the while I was sharing this my dear sister listened, rubbed my hand, and displayed her love for me. When I finished she had no advice or "Christianese" cliches to offer me. It turned out she offered no counsel whatsoever. She simply said "thank you for sharing," gave me a hug, and became excited in knowing how she could specifically be praying for me. Then she went into some things she was wrestling with so that I could know how to uphold her before the throne of grace.

That exchange was what I needed most yesterday morning. God showed me how much His people are going to play an active role in my refreshment and renewal over the next few months. Time in His Word and communing with Him will be vital, but so will engaging with His people around me. And that is what the church is for. I could have kept to myself when she asked, but (thankfully) the Spirit moved me to share. As a result, I received exactly what I needed AND a vivid picture of the beauty of God's people when they engage with one another as God's people.

Monday, May 28, 2012

love of God

I love the LORD, because he has heard my voice and my pleas for mercy...
When I was brought low, he saved me...
For you have delivered my soul from death, my eyes from tears, my feet from stumbling...
You have loosed my bonds
~Psalm 116:1,6,8,16

Do I love the Lord? Sure, I praise Him. Sure, I worship Him. Sure, I thank Him. Sure, I commune with Him. But do I love Him?

Does He captivate my thoughts? Does He stir the affections of my heart? Do my emotions gravitate toward Him? Is He what I long for? Is He the One I pursue?

All of the Lord's marvelous deeds in my life and throughout the course of history should spur me to love the Him. It is what the psalmist in saying in Psalm 116. And at the very root of it all is my salvation. If I am not drawn to love God as a result of what Christ has done for me, then something is dangerously wrong.

I spent the last year studying God. And that is only the beginning. For the next three years, I will continue studying Him. And in the midst of all my studying, I found it surprisingly easy to make love not a factor. I could read and read about all of who God is (from the human perspective, which is still vastly limited) and walk away without my love for Him expanding. I could taste His goodness to me again and again without thinking twice about it. I was able to isolate my brain and my heart from one another. Reading and studying lead to knowledge, but knowledge often failed to bring about fear and love.

I want to love God: Father, Son, and Spirit. I am not satisfied with a label (Christian, seminary student, etc.). I am more than capable of successfully fitting any of those molds and leaving love for God out of it, for it is my natural bent. I want to love Him for as He is. I want to love Him for what He has done. I want to prayerfully and boldly proclaim.

I love the LORD


Saturday, May 26, 2012

reign

You were made to be ruled. In the end, you will always kneel.


I finally got around to seeing The Avengers last night. I grew up a superhero fan (Spiderman in particular), so naturally, I tend to gravitate towards the superhero movies. In addition to their entertaining quality, they typical hold to more than a few redeeming qualities.

The above quote is the villain's announced plan for all human beings on earth. He wants their subjection and humiliation. He wants to break them. But more than that, he wants the power and fame that comes with ruling over his subjects. He wants to make a name for himself. He has grown tired of living in the shadow of his half-brother (who just so happens to be Thor of the Avengers). He is bitter. He is jealous. He is angry. He has no qualms about how he gets the power he craves.

As I watched that scene and the rest of the film, various passages started running through my head. They each coincide with the grain of truth captured in this man's evil and self-absorbed plan.

The LORD reigns, let the earth rejoice ~Psalm 97:1

In the year that King Uzziah died I saw the Lord sitting upon a throne, high and lifted up; and the train of his robe filled the temple. ~Isaiah 6:1

Therefore God has highly exalted him and bestowed on him the name that is above every name, so that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father. ~Philippians 2:9-11

Hallelujah! For the Lord our God the Almighty reigns. ~Revelation 19:6

In one sense, the bad guy was correct. Human beings were made to be ruled. And one day, all will kneel, only it won't be before any man or power, but the crucified and risen Jesus Christ. The Bible is clear about each of these two points. However, the reign of the Lord God is worth rejoicing. In the movie, no one rejoiced in the villain's reign. For God is not bitter, jealous (in the sense that He wants something someone else has), or angry (in the sense that He hates those He rules over). God, our King, is good. He is the only King worth kneeling before and capable of ruling.

The LORD is gracious and merciful,
slow to anger and abounding in steadfast love.
The LORD is good to all,
and his mercy is over all that he has made. 
~Psalm 145:8-9

Thursday, May 10, 2012

another video

My brother sent me a link to the following video. I wrote about Josh Hamilton once before, and he always seems to impress me. Whether it's his conduct on the field, his unashamed confession to play for the glory of God, his dedication to his family, or even his confession and repentance when he stumbles Josh Hamilton depicts more than merely an admirable athlete. He is someone I can learn from as a fellow brother in Christ. He knows the struggles of sanctification, the wonder of God's grace, and the assurance of His forgiveness in Christ. He is a picture of how the gospel of Jesus Christ transforms people unlike anything else on this earth.

(Somewhere around the middle of the interview is where Josh brings Christ to light, but the entire interview is a wonderful testimony to Christ's work in the life of a former drug-addict/alcoholic turned Christ follower)


Not to mention, he's also a fantastic baseball player, maybe even the best one in the game today.

Tuesday, May 8, 2012

wow

I watched the following video on the Between Two Worlds blog. There isn't really much that I can say regarding it, because the video says it all.



I've read John Piper's book Desiring God and I love the theme of it which the video includes at the end. "God is most glorified in us, when we are most satisfied in Him." It's catchy and easy to remember, but not so easy to live out. There are so many things promising full and complete satisfaction, many of which are good and beautiful, like marriage. But as this couple displays in amazing fashion, only in God do we find the satisfaction our souls desperately long for.

For as I read in Psalm 36 this morning,


How precious is your steadfast love, O God!
The children of mankind take refuge in the shadow of your wings.
They feast on the abundance of your house,
and you give them drink from the river of your delights.
For with you is the fountain of life;
in your light do we see light.
~Psalm 36:7-9

Sunday, May 6, 2012

He restores my soul.
~Psalm 23:3

I am physically tired. I have been flying at lightning speeds since the end of June. I am mentally tired. I have been reading mass amounts of literature I often fail to understand. I am spiritually tired. When God becomes the object of your academic study it is a constant wrestling match to grow in intimacy with Him. It can be extremely difficult to keep Him the object of my affection, adoration, and faith when my approach to Him is centered in academia.

Therefore, I have found myself in constant need of restoration. My body, mind, and soul are weary. I was warned (probably not the best word) about this by many before beginning my studies at seminary. Everything I am wrestling with seems to be the struggles of everyone who has ever gone through seminary. But it is hard to know exactly when people are talking about until you actually experience it. I know understand. And I know it will be a constant hardship as I talk with those ahead of me, and those who have been doing ministry for most of their lives. This is why Psalm 23:3 has become crucial for me.

I seek restoration all the time. I do a variety of different things hoping to restore my body, mind, and soul. While many of these will work, they will never give me the restoration I am in the most need of. They will all fail. And I have found this out often. Only my Great Shepherd can restore. Only in His presence will I find the peace and rest my soul needs. I find my restoration as I follow Him wherever He leads.

Thursday, April 26, 2012

background

I unashamedly acknowledge my affinity for the rap and/or R&B genres of music. It began in middle school where my brother and I would listen to 2pac, Notorious B.I.G., and Puff Daddy on the radio or on a CD we probably were not authorized to own. While I never particularly enjoy the excessive language and vulgar content of some songs, I did appreciate the transparency of the artists. The songs were not merely for selling records, but telling stories about a variety of subjects. And these stories, while different from my own, were not so foreign that I was unable to connect with them. Plus, I always enjoy a good beat to move (and maybe dance) to.

Nowadays, I am not as big of a fan of the rap and/or R&B genres of music. While the beats are definitely more than "toe tap-able," the lyrics are typically meaningless rantings above nothing. But this is not the case with one of my most recent Twitter "friends," Lecrae. If you are not familiar with Lecrae he is a Christian rap artist, and a pretty good one at that. His lyrics tell stories which just about everyone can relate to. They are honest and filled with passion. They represent what most people find enjoyable in music. And, he keeps a good beat which I can jump on board with.

I listened to his song, Background, while I was studying this evening. I went back to read the lyrics because I thought it spoke volumes to my aspirations for ministry. My tendency is to let my flesh get the best of me. I wrestle over the desire of hearing God's name praised and the desire of hearing my name praised. This requires humility so that I might declare with John the Baptist, he must increase, but I must decrease (John 3:30).


And for those who are not fond of this particular genre of music here are the lyrics for your reading pleasure (though they are not the same without that beat).

**I was going to post the lyrics, but it would make this post entirely too long. Therefore you have the choice to either listen to the song, mute the song to read the lyrics, or just disregard it altogether. Either way I will continue moving (in whatever way works best) to the rhythm and grappling with the lyrics. 

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

explicit

This evening I had the wonderful privilege of partaking in The Resurgence's Explicit Gospel Tour in Philadelphia. It was an evening of worship with Shane and Shane and teaching by Matt Chandler. The purpose of the event is to promote Chandler's new book The Explicit Gospel, which I fully plan on reading once the semester ends and my schedule opens up.

One of the unexpected pleasantries of the night was the wonderful make-up of the audience. It was a blessing to worship with brothers and sisters from all different races and backgrounds. The beautiful blending of differences came through in song and hearing the Word preached. It was a small glimpse into eternity.

But the purpose of the night was in the title. The gospel was made explicit as Chandler preached from Colossians 1:13-21. It's a beautiful text laying out the particulars of the gospel of Jesus Christ. It's nothing new, but still amazing. And it was exactly what my weary, doubt-filled, and weak soul needed. I left feeling challenged, rebuked, and encouraged all at the same time. And it was all because of the truth of the gospel of Jesus Christ.

He has delivered us from the domain of darkness and transferred us to the kingdom of his beloved Son

The domain darkness includes the lie that redemption and satisfaction is found within myself and the things of this world. Instead of clawing my way through failed attempts at redemption, God has freed me from this pursuit through the redemption found in Christ. I am free from trying to save myself because Christ has done it for me.

and through him to reconcile to himself all things, whether on earth or in heaven, making peace by the blood of his cross.

Not only had Christ redeemed me, but all things through His death and resurrection. Everything that is wrong in this broken and corrupt world will one day be made new, forever free from the curse of sin and death.

And you, who once were alienated and hostile in mind, doing evil deeds, he has now reconciled in his body of flesh by his death, in order to present you holy and blameless and above reproach before him

In addition to being redeemed, I am declared righteous before God. Prior to my salvation I was hostile towards God and corrupt. And yet He saved me. What is more He gave me Christ's righteousness and called me blameless when I was far from it. Even now their are times when I wrestle with thoughts, words, and actions that are evil and hostile toward God. And when I fail by giving into them, God still sees me as righteous because of Christ. What is impossible and contradictory within myself is freely imputed upon me because of God's amazing grace through Christ.

I need this reminder every day. I should be bringing myself back to this reality. But thankfully God continues to draw me to Himself through evenings like tonight.

Saturday, April 14, 2012

soli Deo gloria

If God alone is to receive the glory in salvation, then it has to be his work alone, not his work plus our work, that accomplishes it. ~K. Scott Oliphint, God with Us, p.107

My prides hates the truth of this statement. I want to play an integral role in my salvation. I want to receive some credit. I want to be an active participant. It is far too humiliating for me to accept that I can do nothing in order to save myself. It is far too humiliating for me admit that my salvation does not have me as the focus. And this pride leads to much of my stumbling. The more I give credit to myself for my salvation the more I fail. The harder I try to add to it the less I feel its affect. No matter what I do, I cannot escape the loud reality the salvation is the work of God alone for the purpose of His glory.

But this truth is not merely a much-needed point of humiliation. It is also a source of great comfort. I fail daily. The more days I spend on earth the more I realize how unfit I will always be for salvation. And yet my failings have no effect on my salvation. Since it is the work of God (ordained by the Father, accomplished through Christ, and applied by the Spirit) my faithfulness to its calling is not where it rests. My salvation rests with God. Sure, my salvation means my sanctification. I should be growing more and more into the image of Christ. But when I fail, I have not forfeited my salvation. Instead, I am reminded how much I still need it and how thankful I am that it doesn't depend upon me.

For as Jonah cried in the belly of fish, Salvation belongs to the LORD. 

Sunday, April 8, 2012

And if Christ has not been raised, then our preaching is in vain and your faith is in vain. We are even found to be misrepresenting God, because we testified about God that he raised Christ, whom he did not raise if it is true that the dead are not raised. For if the dead  are not raised, not even Christ has been raised. And if Christ has not been raised, your faith is futile and you are still in your sins. Then those also who fallen asleep in Christ have perished. If in Christ we have hope in this life only, we are of all people most to be pitied.


But in fact Christ has been raised from the dead, the firstfruits of those who have fallen asleep. For as by a man came death, by a man has come also the resurrection of the dead. For as in Adam all die, so also in Christ shall all be made alive. But each in his own order: Christ the firstfruits, then at his coming those who belong to Christ. Then comes the end, when he delivers the kingdom to God the Father after destroying every rule and every authority and power.


~1 Corinthians 15:14-24

He is risen! He is risen indeed!

Friday, April 6, 2012

forsaken

My God, my God, why have your forsaken me? Why are you so far from saving me, from the words of my groaning?


All who see me mock me; they make mouths at me; they wag their heads; 'He trusts in the LORD; let him deliver him; let him rescue him, for he delights in him!'


For dogs encompass me; a company of evildoers encircles me; they have pierced my hands and feet-I can count all my bones-they stare and gloat over me; they divide my garments among them, and for my clothing they cast lots.


~Psalm 22:1, 7-8, 16-18

And when they had crucified him, they divided his garments among them by casting lots. Then they say down and kept watch over him there.


So also the chief priests, with the scribes and elders, mocked him saying, 'He saved others; he cannot save himself. He is the King of Israel; let him come down now from the cross, and we will believe in him. He trusts in God; let God deliver him now, if he desires him.'


And about the ninth hour Jesus cried out with a loud voice saying, 'My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?'


And Jesus cried out again with a loud voice and yielded up his spirit.


~Matthew 27: 35-36, 41-42, 46, 50

The cry of Jesus, prophesied by David in Psalm 22, resounds through all of history. Christ was cursed by God on our behalf. He took on the full weight of being forsaken, so that we never would.

Hallelujah, what a Savior!