He Is Risen Indeed

We had a great weekend with Tommy South leading us in a study of “What Can We Know About Jesus?” Tommy pointed us past the recent attempts to undermine faith in the reliability of the New Testament— things like The Jesus Seminar, The DaVinci Code, The Lost Tomb of Jesus, and the Gospel of Judas. He pointed us back to the historical sources that affirm the life, death and resurrection of Jesus and assured us that our faith is founded on a foundation of history. Accepting Jesus will also be a decision of faith, but it is a decision to accept historical truth claims about the person of Christ.

Paul L. Meir’s novel “A Skeleton in God’s Closet” anticipated much of The DaVinci Code hoopla back in 1994… with a twist. In fact, one reviewer of the re-leased 2004 edition calls it "The DaVinci Code in reverse." In the book, a tomb is found in Palestine that is proven to be that of Joseph of Arimathea… and the tomb has a skeleton in it that isn’t that of Joseph. The body is rather that of a thirty year old Jewish male who had been crucified. Evidence is piled upon evidence, and the conclusion that is reached is that this is the body of Jesus! A world-wide panic ensues as skeptics now finally have the smoking gun that disproves the central claim of Christianity.

The hero of the story is Dr. Jonathan Webber, and Biblical archeologist who is also something of a skeptic. He slowly pieces together the evidence and puts the clues together. In the process he is almost murdered, but he finally proves that the supposed body of Jesus as a diabolical forgery. The tomb really was empty, just as the Bible writers suggest.

The Story ends on Easter morning as Webber worships at his home church. His adventure has reconnected him to his faith. At the critical part of the worship service, the minister proclaims, “He is risen.” And the church responds with renewed faith, “He is risen indeed!” Webber’s eyes mist… because he knows it is all true.

And it is all true! There are a dozen sites in the holy land that some point to as the historical tomb of Jesus. It is doubtful if any of them truly are. But if archeologists ever do find the borrowed tomb of Joseph of Arimathea, I am absolutely confident of one thing. It will be empty! I know because I've read the book!

Strange Bedfellows?

The death of Jerry Falwell last week underscores a change taking place among conservative Christians and their involvement in politics. Falwell convinced evangelicals that they could exercise influence through political action when he founded “The Moral Majority” in 1978. This organization was made up of conservative Christian political action groups campaigning against things like abortion and homosexuality and for things like school prayer and the traditional family. During the heyday of the Moral Majority, the “religious right” was seen as a single political group with a single agenda, and it indeed exerted its political influence. History will judge how far-reaching and long-lasting was that influence.

But times have changed. Conservative Christians still vote, but the “religious right” is no longer one voice with one religious leader. Christians are still very concerned with social issues, but they aren't all focusing on the same social issues. Witness the emphasis of men like Rick Warren and Bill Hybels, for example, on the AIDS epidemic in Africa. No one can honestly accuse these guys of not emphasizing evangelism for the sake of social issues.

Joel Hunter is another example. Hunter works with several evangelical organizations, and he was selected as the president of the Christian Coalition, the conservative group that inherited the mantle of the Moral Majority. But Hunter declined the job because he wanted to focus on social issues other than abortion and same-sex marriage… issues like poverty and environmental protection. So Hunter represents the “greening of the religious right,” saying “Our first order in the Garden was to take care of the Earth.”

Poverty is a social issue. So is health care. So is the AIDS epidemic. For many of the so-called “new evangelicals,” it is just as clear as where Jesus would stand on these issues as on those staked out in the 70’s by the Moral Majority. Conservative theology and more moderate and liberal politics can exist consistently within the same value system. We must be very careful not to assume that agreement on the gospel means we must stand in the same place politically.

Religious Conversations

Are you familiar with http://www.wikihow.com? It is a web site that gives “How-to” instructions for anything from “How to Swat a Fly without a Flyswatter” to “How to Roast a Turkey.” It is you basic How-To guide for just about anything. Including “How to Avoid Uncomfortable Conversations About Religion.” The process is fairly straightforward; here is simplified version—

• Don’t argue. It's difficult to overlook a statement that seems ignorant and ungrounded, and you'll likely have the urge to correct the person. Instead, just smile and say "Interesting..."
  
  
• Redirect the conversation. Ask about their children, health, or job or make a joke like, “Religion? No, I haven't seen that movie."
  
  
• Delay. Suggest a better time to have the conversation; this will allow you to control the environment, length of discussion, etc.
  
  
• Excuse yourself. Take bathroom break, greet someone who just arrived or even take out your cell phone.
  
  
• Bring in another conversationalist. When you can't avoid a person who wants to talk about religion, look for another person who has strong opinions about religion introduce the two, and leave them to split theological hairs together.
  
  
• Be straightforward. Tell them that this is the wrong time for this discussion.

We’ve all known people who press their theological point of view in polemic debate at any and every moment they have opportunity. You know, the guy or gal who can’t tell that nobody wants to hear them argue for the umpteenth time that day about why the Bible teaches that Bill Gates is the antichrist (the number of glitches in Windows 666). We have all gotten roped into conversations or debates that we could have done without.

Understanding that there is a time and place for everything, our real problem is not getting out of unwanted religious discussions… it is getting into them. We need to do a better job of initiating discussions about our God because we are His ambassadors. That is not always an easy—or safe—thing to do. But if God is the great truth at the center of our value system, then that should come out more than it does, should it not. The reason that we can have certainty and hope in a world so short on both is that we have faith in God who is in all and above all. Some trust in horses and chariots, but we trust in the name of the Lord our God!

When we are drawn into discussions of the war in Iraq, the shootings at Tech or myriad of other events and topics, maybe we can honestly and naturally point to the reason we believe that eventually everything will be all right.

Fear of Molestation

When I was growing up, I remember one of the prayer phrases often used in church prayers was “We thank Thee that we can assemble for worship without fear of molestation.” As I got older, the term “molestation” came to have a more technical meaning (as in "good touch, bad touch"), and that prayer seemed a little strange. But it also seemed strange because the persecution of the church was something from the distant past, taken away by Constantine at the twilight of the Roman empire. Of course, even as we prayed that prayer, Christians were being arrested, tortured and killed in the U.S.S.R and Red China. It is often pointed out that more Christians died for their faith in the 20^th century than in the first three centuries combined. Stalin and Mao could teach Decius and Diocletian a thing or two about persecution.

Today faith flourishes in China and many of the former Soviet republics. It is now radical Islam that poses the greatest threat to believers in the world. That was emphasized again today by an article Brian Brown sent me from the Fox News website. Pakistani Christians in Charsadda, a town bordering Afghanistan, have received letters from the Taliban demanding that they close their churches and convert to Islam or they will be targeted for bombings. Many Christians have fled town and others live in fear. All believe that the authorities are failing to take this threat seriously.

Christians (along with Hindus and minorities) make up only about 3% of Pakistan's 160 million residents. Until very recently, most Christians have been able to live peacefully with the Muslim majority. But attacks and threats against Christians have increased greatly after the September 11 attacks and Pakistan’s cooperation with the United States in the war against the Taliban. Like their brothers and sisters in the Roman Empire of the first three centuries, Christians in Pakistan are powerless and easy targets for the growing “Talibanization” of Pakistan. Keep our brothers and sisters in these dangerous areas of the world your prayers.

Big Days / Family Weekend

This was a church family weekend for us. On Saturday, David and Jasmine (Costen) Feliciano were married at the chapel at Ft. Eustis. There is always a ton of stuff to do to get ready for a wedding, but we all got through it. The highlight of the whole thing for me was Angelynn and Tressa fighting over the bridal bouquet. I'm glad Tressa gave up easily; I was afraid someone was gonna get hurt in that tussle! Congratulations to David and Jasmine... and to Josh and Sylvia for getting through the ordeal. It really was a big day.

Sunday was a big day as well. I thought worship was particularly uplifting, but it was Melissa and Julie Foster coming forward to be baptized that made it super special day. And then Thomas' emotional table-talk before communion... well, it was a great day.

Last night, our small group had a party to welcome Glenn Sweatt back home after 6 months in Afghanistan. We had a great time. It was a great family weekend. BTW, special credit goes to Bill Foster who pointed out that yesterday we sang the song "Wake Up O Sleeper" right after my sermon, which everyone found appropriate!

Mother's Day is always a special day, but many probably noticed that we didn't do a lot of special stuff (like we sometimes have in the past). No slide shows or special songs... or even a sermon on mothers. What is with that? Those things are fine, and we'll likely do them again in the future. But Mother's Day is a very hard day for some people-- like those who have lost mothers, mothers who have lost children, and those who cannot have children. Sometimes I think it is good to understate the whole Mother's Day thing for that reason.

God's Plans and Our Plans

I have been using “The Grace for the Moment Daily Bible” for my daily Bible reading. It is one of those Bibles that has 365 Old Testament, New Testament, Psalms and Proverbs readings, one for each day of the calendar year. I bought it for two reasons— first, it was the New Century Version, and I wanted to use an unfamiliar translation rather than the original language (the NIV). Second, it only cost me only $11.00 at Sam’s Club. I was going to use the NLT, but it is hard to beat $11 .00!

I am sure that all these Bibles do is to parse the Bible into 365 readings more or less by size, but it is interesting how often the days readings from the different sections of the Bible seem to have a related theme. I guess that shouldn’t be a shock since all parts share a common Author. Notice today’s reading, for example.

• The Old Testament reading is 1 Samuel 22-23 where David is on the run from Saul. Saul kills a whole town because one priest helps David by giving him food and a weapon, and then Saul “was making evil plans” (23:9) to trap David in the city of Keliah. David prays to God who leads David to leave the city one step ahead of the posse. Saul was under the illusion that God was helping him in his evil schemes (23:7), but God has other plans.

• The Psalm reading is Psalm 59 which the superscription ascribes to this same phase in David’s life. David talks about evil men with evil plans, and yet God has plans of His own. “But, Lord, you laugh at them; you make fun of all of them” (59:8). David faith allows him to turn this time on the run into an opportunity of praise. “God, my strength, I will sing praises to you. God, my defender, you are the God who loves me” (59:17).

• The proverb for today was Proverbs 16:1- “People may make plans in their minds, but only the Lord can make them come true.” We may think we have plans, but ultimately everything works out according to God’s Day-Timer.
  

• The New Testament reading is the prologue of John, that amazing word about the Word that became flesh and lived among us. The ultimate plan of God was worked out among human beings. The world had other plans— it lived in darkness, but the plan of God was for His Light to come into our world.

God’s plans and our plans. We may want to boldly proclaim with Invictus, “I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul.” But then, we know better, don’t we? We live our lives at times like we are large-and-in-charge with all kinds of plans and preparations, and we are really in charge of very little. Ultimately, the only lasting power that we have is the power to put our faith and trust our lives to the Sovereign God has control over all things.

And Thought of Me Above All

I read an article the other day entitled “Good Lines and Questionable Lines in Worship Songs.” The author points to some lines in songs that he finds extremely powerful and some that he thinks are questionable. That is a good idea—there are some songs that aren’t that strong in the theology department (like "Drop Kick Me Jesus Through the Goal Posts of Life"). But I think the author totally misses it when he uses Michael W. Smith’s “Above All” as one of his examples. The line that he objects to is “He thought of me above all.” The author sees this as an example of over-personalizing and “navel-gazing” when it comes to the gospel. He writes—

Michael W. Smith’s song paints a nicely personal picture, but “thought of me above all.” I can’t read Jesus’ mind any better than Michael W. Smith, but from the story it seems Jesus was thinking of his mother, John, the thief, forgiving Gentiles and Jews for what they knew not, his disciples, his Father, so perhaps the line could be, “And thought of me, among other things” but had that un-poetic line been written, I don’t think we’d have even heard of the song.

I’ll be the first to admit that Jesus was not thinking about me personally to the exclusion of thinking about Mary, John, the thief beside Him… or even you. But then, that is not even close to what the song says. Notice the lyrics—

Above all powers, above all kings,
Above all nature and all created things
Above all wisdom and all the ways of man,
You were here before the world began

Above all kingdoms, above all thrones
Above all wonders the world has ever known
Above all wealth and treasures of the earth
There's no way to measure what you're worth

Crucified. Laid behind a stone
You lived to die, rejected and alone
Like a rose trampled on the ground
You took the fall and thought of me above all

Jesus did think of me above all… above all powers, kings, thrones, wonders, etc. The song expresses the profound thought that Jesus was above all but though of you and I above all of that. While I do believe that we can over-personalize the gospel and navel-gaze and focus on ourselves while forgetting that “red, and yellow, black and white, they are precious in his sight.” But I don’t believe this song does that... not at all. Rather it expresses for me in a profound way the fact that Jesus set aside the throne of the heavens to live and die among us because he loved us above all.

Facing the Giants

Several years ago, the giant toy company Mattel sued a man named Gopi Mattel. It seems that this Indian immigrant registered the domain name “mattel.org” and Mattel Incorporated brought domain name arbitration proceedings against him claiming copyright infringement. The arbitration ruled against the toy-maker, concluding that Gopi Mattel had the rights in his own surname. So if you visit www.mattel.org, you can read Mr. Mattel’s resume and some articles on brokerage sales—but you cannot order Barbie dolls or Matchbox cars. The title of an article in USA Today about the incident is “David Beats Goliath in Domain-Name Dispute.”

The metaphor of David and Goliath is routinely rolled out anytime the little guy wins out despite tremendous odds in business or sports or politics. And the metaphor makes sense… if you look at the Biblical story from the viewpoint of the Philistines. When the warrior hero Goliath saw David come out to fight him, he said, Am I a dog, that you come at me with sticks?” (1 Samuel 17:43, my daily reading for today). Looking at the battle through the eyes of the world, it was dead solid certain that David had no chance. But David saw things a bit differently—

David said to the Philistine, “You come against me with sword and spear and javelin, but I come against you in the name of the Lord Almighty, the God of the armies of Israel, whom you have defied. (1 Samuel 17:45)

The difference in Goliath and David take on the battle was not that David believed that sometimes the little guy does have a chance. No, they disagreed on who was really the little guy. The giant pointed to his size and strength and experience... and David pointed to God. David knew that the living God was mightiest of all warriors, and thus poor little Goliath never stood a chance.

May God give us the faith of David as we go out to face the giants of our world. May we always remember that battle belongs to the Lord! May God give us the absolute certainty of Paul’s declaration, “If God is for us, who can be against us?” (Rom 8:31). At the end of the day, Goliath always wins... but the true Goliath is God! Everything that the world throws at us, as intimidating and overwhelming as they seem at times, become pretty puny when compared to the awesome power and majesty of our Goliath God.

Oh what I would do to have the kind of strength it takes to
stand before a giant with just a sling and a stone
Surrounded by the sound of a thousand warriors shaking in their armor
Wishing they'd have had the strength to stand
But the giant's calling out my name and he laughs at me
Reminding me of all the times I've tried before and failed
The giant keeps on telling me time and time again.
"Boy you can never win! You can never win!"
But the voice of truth tells me a different story
The voice of truth says, "Do not be afraid!"
The voice of truth says, "This is for My glory"
Out of all the voices calling out to me
I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth
© 2003 by Casting Crowns

New Comment Policy

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Pepperdine Report

I mentioned yesterday in the sermon some of our travel travails on our trip—lost luggage coming and going, 2 canceled flights, Lynn booked on the wrong plane, and arriving 5 hours or so late on both trips. Of course, they ended up putting Lynn in first class both trips. She was with singer Ciara and her entourage on the flight from LA to Atlanta while I was back in steerage on the very back row (the one where the seat doesn’t recline) on another plane. For some reason, she was a lot happier with the mix-up than I was!

What I didn’t mention yesterday was that the lectures were fantastic. Jerry Rushford did his usual spectacular job (his 25^th year running the lectures). Some of the highlights (in no particular order)—the Wednesday keynote sermons (11:00 a.m. and 7:00 p.m.) by John York and Harold Shank (best same day keynotes in awhile), hearing Rubel Shelly teaching on divorce-and-remarriage (hearing Rubel speak on anything is always a treat for me, even when on a simple little subject like this one), the evening songfest lead by Ken Young and Hallal (we got there 45 minutes early each night to get the very front row seats), David Fleer’s imaginative (and that is UNDERSELLING it) sermon on Jeremiah 31 (wow!), Don McLaughlin’s class on “The Restoration of Passion,” and Randy Harris speaking on whatever it was that Randy Harris spoke on.

Lynn and I spent the 3 days before the lectures started in Pismo Beach (actually, we were down the coast at Avila Beach this year). Just being together with absolutely nothing to do was the most important and needful part of the trip. The transition of complete-leisure at the beach to a regimented begin at 6:30 a.m. (breakfast) and end at 10:00 p.m. (late-night) schedule is jarring. Both are great! The countdown timer on my Google homepage now says 355 days until Pepperdine!

Leaving on a Jet Plane

When I was a kid, we spent three weeks each summer in Arkansas. It was a glorious time of fishing with cousins in Wolf Creek, working on my uncle’s chicken farm, and exploring the countryside around my Grandmother’s house. (Grandmother lived just outside town—Delight, Arkansas, population 243… salute—and everyone else lived out in the country. We also went to Arkansas during Christmas vacation, but that wasn’t nearly as fun. We opened our presents early, left them all at home, jumped in the car to ride 24 hours or so just to get to Arkansas in time to watch my cousins open their presents! That was loads of fun!

One of the things I remember Mom talking about is how hard it was to get ready for those trips. She ran by Dad’s office for the family business, and before she left she had to do all of her regular work and all the work that needed to be done while she was gone. While she was gone, she worried about what she didn’t think to do. And then when she got back, she had to catch everything up that piled up. I remember her saying that it was almost not worth going.

In a few hours, Lynn and I will leave for our week in California for a 3-day mini-vacation and the Pepperdine Lectures. And I feel a little like Mom, wondering what it was that I was supposed to do that I forgot about. Unlike Mom, I don’t plan on worrying about it while I’m gone. And thanks to our mission committee setting up Paul Reganathan to preach and teach Sunday and Roger and Cathy taking care of everything else, I don’t have anything to worry about anyway.

I won’t have internet access where I’m staying and I’m not taking the laptop, so I don’t plan on filing any blog reports while I’m gone. (I will have the Dell handheld, so if I get real motivated I might scratch out something, though the Dell doesn’t read my writing much better than humans can.) I’ll most certainly have some thing to say about Pepperdine when I get back.

Now, what was it that I am forgetting?

Countdown

Several months ago, I downloaded a widget (or is it a gadget) that puts a countdown timer (http://calebegg.com/countdown/) on my Google homepage. The timer counts down the number of days until an event. My timer, which said “140” when it was installed, now says “4.” That means 4 days until we leave for our annual Pismo Beach and Pepperdine getaway. This marks the 17^th year in a row that we’ve made the trip to the Pepperdine Bible lectures, and we look forward to it as much as we did the first time.

For the last 10 years or so, we’ve combined the lectureship trip with a 3 day mini-vacation at Pismo Beach on the Central Coast of California. Why Pismo Beach? Well, this picture from Wikipedia may have well been taken from the window of the hotel where we have stayed for several years! What a view! Of course, that hotel has gone up from $80 a night to $300… so we don’t stay there anymore. But Pismo Beach does have a Motel 6.

Randy and Better Tanner and Roger are joining us at the lectures this year, and we’re happy about that. Mike and Joann Guthrie have been out there a couple of times too. We wish that more of our family from Denbigh could make the trip to Malibu for the lectures. But not Pismo Beach… that’s just for us.

Closer to Home

We got a call from Greg Ericksen this afternoon that reminded us that the tragedy at Virginia Tech was more personal for our Denbigh family than we realized. One of the students who was murdered Monday was Lauren McCain. Lauren was a neighbor of the Erikcsen's and Jessika's friend, and she had visited Denbigh several times. Jessika had been calling her to make sure she was OK. She wasn't. The following entry appeared on the MSNBC website--

Lauren McCain, 20, of Hampton, Va. An undergraduate majoring in international studies.

On her MySpace page, McCain listed “the love of my life” as Jesus Christ. Her family said McCain became a Christian some time ago.

“Her life since that time has been filled with His love that continued to overflow to touch everyone who knew her,” the family said in a statement. Her uncle Jeff Elliott told The Oklahoman newspaper that she was an avid reader, was learning German and had almost mastered Latin. She was home-schooled, he said, and had worked at a department store for about a year to save money for college.

She spent several years of her childhood in Oklahoma, but her father’s Navy career also took the family to Florida, Texas and then to Virginia.

"Lauren had such a sweet innocent heart," Jeanne Meadows, who attended church with McCain, wrote to MSNBC.com. "I can bet you at the last moment of her life she was most likely praying for the gunman and forgiving him."

Our hearts and prayers go out to Lauren’s family and friends as well as the families of all the victims of the senseless tragedy. It somehow makes the heartbreak worse to realize that we had this passing personal connection. But her testimony of faith brings hope to the heartbreak. Here is her full statement on her MySpace page—

The purpose and love of my life is Jesus Christ. I don't have to argue religion, philosophy, or historical evidence because I KNOW Him. He is just as real, if not more so, as my 'earthly' father.

Fox News has a pretty article entitled “Questioning a Tragedy: Where is God?” The article ends with these words—

So where is God? He is in the prayer vigils. He is in the rivers of tears flowing from everyone affected. He is in the community coming together to offer support to the families. He is at work in the love and strength people are offering each other. God is with us.

What Kind of World?

As Clifford said in his response to yesterday’s blog, “No better reminder of how quickly things can change is witnessed in the massacre at Virginia Tech.” There was a time when we could not even imagine incidents like the one which happened yesterday in Blacksburg. But in our post-Columbine, post-911 world, perhaps the most shocking thing about the mass-murder at Virginia Tech is how it was not really shocking. Sure, we were surprised and appalled that it happened so close to home this time. But we are no longer surprised to learn that we live in that kind of a world. I know Blacksburg seems to be a quiet place for such horrible events, but didn’t the last school shooting take place in a one-room Amish elementary school? Surely we live in a broken world!

And this world will stay broken until Jesus returns to end it. I don’t subscribe to the end-time theory that the world is getting worse and worse as we get closer and closer to Armageddon. God’s arrival into our world 2000 years ago wrapped in flesh and in swaddling clothes was accompanied by the slaughter of the innocents. And our word’s innocence was slaughtered long before that! Our world was twisted on its moral axis in Eden, and we have been finding new ways to rebel against God’s goodness ever sense. There are many good people in the world, and too many of them died yesterday in Blacksburg. But evil is always here with us, and the evil one will never give us a respite from his dark influence. It is easy for us to see things like yesterday’s bloodbath and ask, “What is our world coming to?” Sadly, our world is simply living down to what our world has always been. One Virginia Tech professor survived the holocaust only to die yesterday! What a sad, sad commentary on what our world is and was and ever will be.

But though we live where evil reigns, we also live surrounded by goodness. We live in a world where professors and students risk their lives (and give them) to block the way of the killer into classrooms so that others have the time to escape. We live in a world in which the memory of the Twin Towers collapsing is match by the memory of police and firefighters running into those building to seek to save others and die in the effort. We live in a world where evil reigns, but it does not reign supreme. And it never will!

Our thoughts and prayers are with the families of those who were killed and with those recovering from their injuries. We look forward to the day when God will forever destroy the evil one and take us to live in a place beyond the reach of pain and death.

We Never Know...

Lynn went shopping the other day. She does do that often, but it’s getting close to time for our Pepperdine trip and that, of course, requires a whole new wardrobe! She was at the cash register with another customer who was talking on the telephone. Lyn could tell by the woman’s body language that something was wrong. She closed the phone and said to no one in particular, “My son is dead.” Her 26-year old son had been killed earlier that day in an automobile accident, and the California police had been trying to track her down. The found her on her cell phone in a store across from Lynn.

To be fair, the CHiPs officer asked her to go home so he could call her there, but she insisted that he go ahead and tell her. Lynn tried to help her and offered to drive her home, but she said that she would be OK. Of course, she wasn’t going to OK. She went home knowing that in as sense, her world would never be OK again.

We never ever know what life is going to bring us, do we? You can go from mindless browsing at a thrift store to mind-numbing grief with one single phone call. We never know. All we can do is live each day to its fullest and to make the most of every opportunity. The old Tim McGraw song tells us “To Live Like You Were Dying.” Well, we all are dying. We have very little (if any) real control over what will happen to us in the future. What we do have is control over how we live our lives today.

Knocking on Heaven's Door

^9 “So I say to you: Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. ^10 For everyone who asks receives; he who seeks finds; and to him who knocks, the door will be opened. (Luke 11:9-10)

No one likes to be be a pest. We have been trained to be polite and not to bother other people unnecessarily. So if we are really following the rules of etiquette as outlined by Miss Manners, we may find ourselves saying something like, "Excuse me my Good man, but if it is not too much trouble, could you possibly back your car up just a bit; your front tire is on my foot." OK, so most of us aren't quite that polite, but we never want to be a bother to anyone.

So we are a little surprised perhaps when Jesus tells us to make a pest of ourselves in prayer. The parable that he tells in Luke 11 encourages us to pray persistently. The apostles ask Jesus to teach them prayer, and he responds with Luke's version of the Lord's Prayer. Then he tells them a story--

⁵ Then he said to them, “Suppose one of you has a friend, and he goes to him at midnight and says, ‘Friend, lend me three loaves of bread, ⁶ because a friend of mine on a journey has come to me, and I have nothing to set before him.’ ⁷ “Then the one inside answers, ‘Don’t bother me. The door is already locked, and my children are with me in bed. I can’t get up and give you anything.’ ⁸ I tell you, though he will not get up and give him the bread because he is his friend, yet because of the man’s boldness he will get up and give him as much as he needs. (Luke 11:5-8)

So are we to pester God long enough until He gets so annoyed with us that gives us what we want? Well, not really. The point is rather if we really believe in the power of prayer, then we'll continue to pray and not be deterred when our answer is delayed. We never really learn the point of prayer until we learn that God answers in His own good time and in His own good way. We generally can't tell the difference between God's "No" and God's "Wait." So all we can do is continue to pray. We must keep on asking, keep searching and keep knocking (see the NLT translation of Luke 11:9). God will answer, but our job is to keep knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door.

... For Tomorrow We Diet

Yesterday I mentioned that I was going back on a diet after my week on vacation where one of our main pastimes was eating. So now I’m back to watching what I eat. Well, I always watch what I eat; it is just that sometimes I watch myself eat a whole lot more than I should. Now it is time to knuckle down and get serious about dropping a few pounds. That is, I was serious before I read of a report that was released today.

It seems that scientists at UCLA have conducted one of the largest comprehensive reviews of dieting research ever, and they have concluded that dieting does not work. The researchers analyzed every study they could find that followed people on diets for 2 to 5 years, and what they discovered is that it would have been better for most to have not gone on a diet at all! Why? At the end of five years, their weight is the same plus their bodies have gone through wear and tear from losing and then gaining the weight. While 10% if dieters have lost weight after 6 months, 33 to 66 % gain more than they lose within 4 to 5 years. This is not the encouragement I need to pony away from the feedbag and drop the excess weight.

What dieting is (at least from my experience) is a period of depravation (that’s the diet) following a period of indulgence (the rest of the time when I eat what I want). I’ve seen books on dieting for Christians like “The Bible Diet: 40 Days to Cleanliness” (based on Daniel and his refusal to eat the king’s food) and “The Maker's Diet” (based on clean and unclean food regulations). To my knowledge, no one has written “John the Baptist Diet” extolling the benefits of locusts and wild honey, though John didn’t live long enough to know what the long term results of this high-crunch, high-carb fare.

I rather suspect that if God did write a diet book it would tell us to eat what we enjoy, just not too much... and to take the extra we forgo and share with those who are hungry. I think He may tells us to never over-indulge in food or drink and to make wise and healthy choices about what we eat and don’t eat. He would tell us to undergo both periods of fasting and feasting, but to have spiritual and not just physical goals for each. And He would tell us not to become obsessed with how we look but to make wise choices that care for the physical temple which is our body and which He uses to accomplish His will. I think He would expect us to make those kinds of healthy and wise choices because we are self-controlled people of moderation. I mainly think God would say those kinds of things about our diet because God has said those kinds of things. But these are a lot easier to blog about than they are to live, aren't they?

I'm Back!

I'm back. It has been forever since I have posted anything on the blog. We were out of town all last week on vacation with my parents in Crossville, TN. What is in Crossville? Well, not a lot. There was no internet access, so I could not make any blog posts. We were at a timeshare there because Crossville it is about halfway between Little Rock (where my parents live) and Newport News. So we met them there and spent a relaxing week doing very little except sleeping late, eating, playing a little golf, eating, watching old (really, really old) movies on TV, eating, playing dominoes… and eating. So today I’ve started a diet trying to loose 5-10 pounds before our Pepperdine trip at the end of the month (eating is a pretty big part of that itinerary as well!). We also go to drive into Nashville on Sunday to attend church at Otter Creek and eat lunch with my brother-in-law and niece. (My sister was out of town touring New York City with a friend; she had that trip planned before she knew we were coming... I think!).

The brother who did the table talk at Otter Creek shared a great quote from Mother Theresa. When she was asked how it felt receiving all the attention after being awarded the Nobel Peace Prize, she pointed her questioner to the story of the triumphant entry as Jesus rode into Jerusalem on the colt of a donkey. Mother Theresa asked her questioner that with all the palm branches being waved, the coats being laid down, and the singing and praise going on in Jerusalem, do you really think the donkey thought all of that was for him?

This is a powerful reminder that it is all about Him, not about us. We can get bent out of shape over a lot of things that happens at church when we forget that it is not about us. We can become smug and self-sufficient in who we are and what we have done when we by into the fiction that it is about us. It is all about Him. They donkey would not have dreamed about thinking that the worship was about him. We should resist the temptation to let the donkey come off smarter than are we.

Remember

I have a bad memory. I have such a bad memory that no one will notice if I ever come down with Alzheimer’s. My Dad says that as he has gotten older, he spends more time thinking about the here-after—he goes into a room and then tries to think what he is here after. I can relate to that.

As bad as my memory is, I hope it is not as bad as that of Israel during the Exodus. Something struck me Sunday night during small group that I had never thought about in this way before. I told them that this was going to be a blog entry, and here it is. Exodus 15 tells of Israel celebrating God’s destruction of the Egyptian army in the Red Sea. Moses leads the song of victory, the original “song of Moses” in Exodus 15:1-18. Then his sister Miriam (called “a prophetess”) led the women in singing and dance before the Lord. Her song is in verse 21, “Sing to the Lord, for he is highly exalted. The horse and its rider he has hurled into the sea.”

Now here is the memory problem. The next verses (Exodus 15:22-24) begins the story of Israel moving from the Read Sea to Sinai, and it says this—

22 Then Moses led Israel from the Red Sea and they went into the Desert of Shur. For three days they traveled in the desert without finding water. 23 When they came to Marah, they could not drink its water because it was bitter. (That is
why the place is called Marah.) 24 So the people grumbled against Moses, saying,
“What are we to drink?”

Right after Israel sings praise to God for delivering them by drowning the Egyptians in the Red Sea they begin to complain because they have no water. They go from celebrating the God who used water to destroy their enemies to complaining that God didn't have enough water to give them a drink. And it is not just soon after the Red Sea that they complain—it is the very next verse. They go from praising the God of the waters to complaining they have no water.

How could they be so forgetful? If God can drown their enemies, do they not believe that he can give them a drink when they needed it? One verse separates their praise from their protest! But then I can remember some times when the period of time between thanking God for the food and complaining about what we had to eat was pretty short. Or times we the period between praising God in church and complaining about how it was conducted was pretty short. Maybe our spiritual memory isn’t a lot better than that of the Israelites. But I think we can do better.

Faithful Spies

Something hit me as I was reading Deuteronomy 1 this morning. The Israelites were camped on the banks of the Jordan preparing to finally enter the Promised Land. Before they do, Moses will remind them of the history that had led them to that point and the covenant that they had made with God. He reminds them that they had been here before. Forty years earlier, Israel had been camped in the same place waiting to enter Canaan. Spies had been sent into the land to give a report of what lay ahead for them , and their report was one of a land that flowed with milk and honey. But what ten of the spies focused on was that it was a land that flowed with mighty enemies, walled cities and giants. The heart of Israel melted, and their fear caused them to refuse to enter the land. Moses says in Deuteronomy 1:26-27—

But you were unwilling to go up; you rebelled against the command of the LORD your God. You grumbled in your tents and said, "The LORD hates us; so he brought us out of Egypt to deliver us into the hands of the Amorites to destroy us.

So God respected their choice—they did not enter the land. For forty years the Israelites wandered in the wilderness and an entire generation died never seeing the land promised to Abraham, Isaac and Jacob. It would be their children who would receive the promise. Moses said in verse 39—

And the little ones that you said would be taken captive, your children who do not yet know good from bad—they will enter the land. I will give it to them and they will take possession of it.

Here’s what hit me. The only information Israel had about Canaan was the report of the spies. Their decision not to enter the land was based on the negative report of ten unfaithful spies. Think of the powerful influence those ten men had on the entire nation of Israel. The whole nation missed having what God wanted them to have because of their negative influence.

You are living as God’s witnesses today. The message of God is mediated to the world around you through your attitudes and actions. Your life and faith is having an impact on the people around you… either for good or bad. Each of us stands in the places of the spies who have seen Canaan and report back to others. The words you speak, the life you live, the faith you exhibit will impact many beyond yourself. Will you be a faithful spy?