“But as for me…”

Yesterday I read through Psalm 5 on my knees. When I came to verse 7, and the phrase, “But as for me…”, I thought it might be one if the sweetest phrases I have ever see, read or repeated.

After looking at himself in verses 1-3 (notes the words “my” and “I”, at God in verses 4-6, then at the wicked, the self-promoting boasters, David finds himself, because of God’s choosing, will and mercies, able to do what God created humanity for in the first place. “But as for me, by Thine abundant lovingkindness I will enter Thy house, at Thy holy temple I will bow in reverence for Thee.

It is always and only, as a result of God’s abundant loving kindness, that any one is called, enabled to hear God’s call, and then entering into God’s dwelling place, to bow, unforced, unconstrained except by adoration, before Him in wordless wonder and worship.

Deaf & Blind…

“Listen, you deaf ones! Take notice, you blind ones! My servant is truly blind, my messenger is truly deaf. My covenant partner, the servant of the LORD, is truly blind. You see many things, but don’t comprehend; their ears are open, but do not hear.” Isaiah 42:18-20 NET

“For God, who said “ Let light shine out of darkness,” is the one who shined in our hearts to give us the light of the glorious knowledge of God in the face of Christ.” 2 Corinthians 4:6 NET

Jesus is God’s Word to this race called “Adam”, to which we belong, God, in Christ; by Christ; through Christ; has, in the presence of all the worshipping hosts in the heavenlies; Lucifer, and those angels that left their first estate, revealed Himself, and something of His glory, to humanity. And in, by and through His Son, His Word Incarnate, He still is.

Only You, O God, are worthy of worship, worthy of praise. Only You, O God, in all You do, and do not do, are holy, righteous and just in all Your ways. Help us today to: surrender to Your sovereignty; rest in Your redemption; and live by and in Your love, which You demonstrated by, in and through Christ Jesus, Your Son, our LORD.

He is risen! He is risen, indeed!

Worship, The Reason To Die.

Moments ago it occurred to me that many Christian preachers, teachers and writers have addressed the subject of worship as the reason why we were created, and also what we are to live for. But, what if it is also what we are to die for? Didn’t the Apostle Paul write, “I die daily”? (1 Cor 15:31). At base isn’t the daily death he was referring to, in itself an act of worship? If it isn’t it can’t be anything other than something he was trying to do to make himself right with God. If that were the case he would have been dying daily for all the wrong reasons, reasons outside the one right reason for dying. If this dying daily (constantly) is unto God and for His sake, then, and only then, it is worship, right? If it’s anything else isn’t it then self-worship? Wouldn’t death, both spiritual and physical, be seen in a whole new way for us if it’s purpose, the reason for dying, just like living, is to be an act of worship. After all, if our living is meant to be act of worship, shouldn’t our daily dying be as well?

Mystery and Magic

There is a great difference between mystery and magic. It is an unfathomable mystery that by His word God created all things and by that same word He upholds what He created. But, mystery does not imply magic. In the deception of these last days the church needs to be on its guard not to imagine that these are in anyway alike. To blur the line between mystery and magic is not just dangerous, but the deviation from the clearly revealed ways of God opens the door to devils. It’s what Aaron’s sons, Nadab and Abihu did when they offered unauthorized fire at the altar. They blended the way God told the priesthood to minister before Him on behalf of Israel, with their own ways. Maybe they thought, “It’s all sort of magical anyway, so what’s the harm in substituting a little of this for a little of that?” The blurring of the lines brought their service to a fiery finish. The blatant disregard of God’s clear instructions had consequences then, and it still does. To offer “strange” fire” is to offer “other” fire, something I imagine the covering cherubims saying, “Did you learn nothing when God devastated Egypt to redeem you? Was it the blood of just any lamb that when applied to the door posts of the homes where you lived caused the angel of death to pass over you? You are priests entering the presence of the LORD. Are you out of your mind? You are not offering “that” here. “So fire went out from the LORD and devoured them, and they died before the LORD. And Moses said to Aaron, “This is what the LORD spoke, saying: ‘By those who come near Me I must be regarded as holy; And before all the people I must be glorified.’ ” So Aaron held his peace.” Leviticus‬ ‭10:2-3‬ ‭NKJV‬‬

The Broken and Trembling Thing.

God, I yield my heart to Thee. Broken and bruised; cloaked and coveting; I hold up to Thee this broken and trembling thing at the heart of me, my heart. Raised in reluctance, hands cupped in hope, kneeling here, kneeling now, cradling this broken and trembling thing. Here with faith in Thee, on bended knees, I hold up to Thee, my heart at the heart of me. Through what Thy Son, Christ Jesus has done, restore Eden in me. And at the end of it all, seeing all You have remade, for Jesus’ sake may You say of me, looking at all You have done, “It is good.”

The Wonder of Christ, Life Revealed

Until my wife and I came to Grace Point Church, back then, Twin Orchard’s Baptist, I did not know Joe. Oh I knew a few Joe’s, just not this one. Over the past few years as I have come to know him better I found myself wondering, a couple of times, what kind of kid he must have been, what was his environment. What sort of soil,” I wondered, “produces an adult with as broad a range of interests as anyone I have ever had the pleasure of coming to know?” Among Joe’s interests are: things that fly, (almost anything I think); bee keeping; shortwave radio; stoking fires with a leaf blower, which almost instantly transforms smolders flames into an eye-brow singeing inferno; and of all the things of which I had no idea, the orbit of the International Space Station.

It was earlier that evening in July when I got the text, “If you will look in the sky tonight around 9:10, you can get a very clear look at the International Space Station flying over head.” To be perfectly honest my first thought was that I probably would not bother, I mean who wants to take the time required to walk from the living room all the way out to the deck. Did Joe think I had nothing better to do with those 6-7 seconds? However, the nearer it got to 9:10 PM the more compelled I felt to go out and look up. “What’s the big deal?” I thought. But as it turned, out was. In fact it was a very big deal, and still is. Much bigger than I had anyway of knowing, and frankly a hole lot bigger than Joe could have known. By a simple and innocent invitation to share in the joy of what brought him joy my friend unknowingly set my gaze heavenward, and moments later I found myself flooded with wordless wonder. Shared joy has that potential.

At approximately 9:16 PM I watched as without a single sound that I could hear; while reflecting back light it was borrowing from the sun that was some 93 million miles away, the Space Station, looking like a diamond against black velvet, floated effortlessly across a cloudless sky. In an orbit roughly 300 miles above our world, moving at five miles a second (yes, per second), it appeared without announcement over one horizon, then absent any fanfare, disappeared far too soon over the other. It’s coming and going only wetting my appetite with wonder.

The astonishment that washed over me took me completely by surprise. Because it did, maybe because it happens so rarely, I wanted to, needed to watch, to stand there longer in rapt amazement. Neck bent back, face facing heaven, still staring, now at where the space station was, but certainly not at nothing. “Maybe”, I thought, “this is one of those uncommon moments when I am not looking at nothing, but actually, maybe… everything.”

I don’t know what life was like in Joe’s world as he grew up, but whatever it was I am thankful for it. Thankful because I’m thankful for him, and frankly for everyone in my life who has reminded me, invited me, to look up.

This morning I want to be a Joe. My hope is that when you leave here, or stop watching, you will feel compelled to look up, to be amazed. So, speaking of amazing, when was the last time you read these words?

SLIDE 1……”

What was from the beginning, what we have heard, what we have seen with our eyes, what we have observed and have touched with our hands, concerning the Word of life — that life was revealed, and we have seen it and we testify and declare to you the eternal life that was with the Father and was revealed to us — what we have seen and heard we also declare to you, so that you may have fellowship along with us; and indeed our fellowship is with the Father and with His Son Jesus Christ. We are writing these things so that our joy may be complete.” 1 John‬ ‭1:1-4‬ ‭HCSB‬‬

John, Christ’s apostle, is telling us of that which was from the beginning. And in a way I think might only be possible when the writer’s pen is guided by the Holy Spirit, with just five words, “what was in the beginning…”, he overwhelmed my human capacities of understanding and reason, sending my senses spilling over into astonishment.

He is writing about the what that was present at the start of creation, but more than that, the actual cause of it all. This is staggering stuff! Of it, John writes, we have heard it, really heard it; seen it, actually seen it; observed and even handled it. This is the Word of life, he writes, its source, what actually caused life and sustains it. Here, if I was the Psalmist, I would add the word, “Selah”, which means, “Stop and think about that.”

SLIDE 2…..

The Common Jewish Bible renders John words like this, “The Word, which gives life! He existed from the beginning. We have heard him, we have seen him with our eyes, we have contemplated him, we have touched him with our hands! The life appeared, and we have seen it. We are testifying to it and announcing it to you — eternal life! He was with the Father, and he appeared to us.” 1Yochanan (1 Jo)‬ ‭1:1-2‬ ‭CJB‬‬

If the Jew of John’s day, living under the heavy hand of Roman rule, was looking for a mere man, a king, to come and set up a physical kingdom, to take over; from that perspective, with that as their hope, Jesus of Nazareth would prove a deep disappointment to some; a threat to others; and on the whole an utterly miserable messianic failure. I suspect John had that very hope in mind when he first heard of Jesus, then actually heard Him, then later, by invitation, started following this charismatic son of a carpenter.

There would however, come a point, (and may God bring us to such a point too), when he and the other disciples were to be brought to understand that the what that they had heard, seen, observed and handled, what had been revealed to them, was infinitely more; indescribably more; wondrously more, than an earthly king ushering in an earthly kingdom, providing salvation from oppressors, and reparations for all the wrongs that had been done to them and to their ancestors.

I can’t help but wonder if the time and place when it all began to come into view, at least for John, when the Word of Life, revealed by and reflecting the glory of God, broke over the horizon in his heart, was when standing in the opening of a empty borrowed tomb, John was shown that in looking at what wasn’t there, like me starring at the place where the International Space Station had been, if rather than looking at nothing he was instead being shown… everything.

Who, standing there in astonishment, could doubt that this was a sacred emptiness from which wonder poured out in wave after wave. No more empty than the night sky above me was at 9:18 PM, when the Space Station, leaving the unhindered illumination of the sun, slipped into the shadows, seemingly disappearing from view. Whether the disciples knew it then or not, the absence of Christ’s body, and the place where he was, and the silence within the now empty tomb, only spoke more loudly, with more certainty of the glory of God, and the wonder of Christ.

Let me bring this down to earth and make it practical. Just as I had to lift my head to see a man-made object the size of a football field tracking like a troubadour across the heavens at 22,000 miles per hour, ( yes, 22,000), so too, we who believe in Christ and seek to follow Him, will find that frequently we need to get my eyes off the ground. A head-down, earthbound perspective will rarely allow us to be filled again with that God-given gift of wordless wonder that takes both our words and breath away.

Friends, there is a joy that comes after the loss of words, out past the limits of human capacities. Repeatedly we need to lift our vision higher, gazing again at the amazing, indescribable majesty not just of the what which God has revealed, but the Who, in Whom, He placed all the what. This is the wonder that is Christ. This is Him of Whom Paul wrote,

In Colossians Paul wrote,

SLIDE 3…

For the entire fullness of God’s nature dwells bodily in Christ, and you have been filled by Him, who is the head over every ruler and authority.” Colossians‬ ‭2:9-10‬ ‭HCSB‬‬

And in Corinthians…

SLIDE 4…

For God, who commanded the light to shine out of darkness, hath shined in our hearts, to give to us the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ.” 2 Corinth 4:6‬ ‭KJV‬‬

In the middle of the muddle of the mundane, or during the confusion and confines of something like COVID-19 and things dramatically worse, it is easy to lose our grip on the greatness of this,

Christ is infinitely, vastly and eternally greater than the salvation He brings, and even the life He gives.

The life He gives as a gift isn’t something He had to go get, it’s a part of His Person, and since it is it comes to us by impartation., He imparts His life, to us. This imparting of His life could be part of what John is referring to when he writes about fellowship. It may be what happened to two of the disciples who were walking on the road to Emmaus, headed away from Jerusalem after Jesus crucifixion. Jesus himself appeared to him, eventually revealing himself to them. Luke recorded their experience this way,

SLIDE 5…

“So they said to each other, “Weren’t our hearts ablaze within us while He was talking with us on the road and explaining the Scriptures to us? ” That very hour they got up and returned to Jerusalem. They found the Eleven and those with them gathered together, who said, “The Lord has certainly been raised, and has appeared to Simon! ” Then they began to describe what had happened on the road and how He was made known to them in the breaking of the bread.” Luke‬ ‭24:32-35‬ ‭HCSB‬‬

Speaking of the indescribable Person of Christ, Paul wrote

SLIDE 6…

“He is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn over all creation. For everything was created by Him, in heaven and on earth, the visible and the invisible, whether thrones or dominions or rulers or authorities — all things have been created through Him and for Him. He is before all things, and by Him all things hold together. He is also the head of the body, the church;

Under the inspiration of the Holy Spirit, Paul continues……

SLIDE 7…..

He is the beginning, the firstborn from the dead, so that He might come to have first place in everything. For God was pleased to have all His fullness dwell in Him, and through Him to reconcile everything to Himself by making peace through the blood of His cross — whether things on earth or things in heaven.” Colossians‬ ‭1:15-20‬ ‭HCSB‬‬

The greatness of the Kingdom Jesus inaugurated gets its greatness from Him. But while our hearts and minds strain to grasp the “what” that flows out from the presence of Christ, we need to keep in mind how much greater He, the source of it all, is, for isn’t the giver always greater than the gift they give? So, if Christ is the cause and sustainer of all things, logic tells us that He Himself is greater than all things.

Today we are taking Communion together, doing it as Christ said, that we should remember Him. So while we remember, let’s remember this too, we are called to worship the King, not what He, as King, brings. Maybe it’s time again to remind ourselves that in looking at Christ, we are in ways we do not yet understand, looking at, well, everything.

When did you last spend time, neck bent back, face facing heaven, filling your heart with wordless wonder? Maybe it is time again to take the advice of that old hymn and to, “Stand amazed in the presence of Jesus the Nazarene, and wonder…”.

The Gift of Faith

“Simeon Peter, a slave and an apostle of Jesus Christ: To those who have obtained a faith of equal privilege with ours through the righteousness of our God and Savior Jesus Christ.” 2 Peter‬ ‭1:1‬ ‭HCSB‬‬

Do you find it as staggering as I do to read that the motivating cause behind our receiving faith from God is His righteousness? Honestly, in view of all humanity has and has not done, wouldn’t it actually seem “right” of God to withhold from us everything He possesses that is precious, like faith? Imagine it, God actually gives sinners the very thing they need to please Him. The author of the letter to the Hebrews wrote, “Now without faith it is impossible to please God, for the one who draws near to Him must believe that He exists and rewards those who seek Him.” Hebrews‬ ‭11:6‬ ‭HCSB‬‬. Without faith it is not possible to please God, to be well pleasing, to be acceptable to Him. What does He do then for those who hunger and thirst for righteousness? Flowing out of the rightness of His character, His integrity and perfect nature, He gives us what He desires, what will satisfy Him, and frankly, what our hearts long for.

I can’t help but think that if this doesn’t amaze and fill us with wonder, it is only because we haven’t sat down long enough and become still enough to allow the unthinkable magnificent of it to fill our hearts and minds. Busyness is so often the cause of barrenness.

Do you need to be refresh and renewed by the wonder of God’s love for you, of Who He is? Take a moment and memorize 2 Peter 1:1. Let the incomprehensible truth of it fill you again with wonder, awe and thanksgiving.

A Sacrifice of Praise

Lately I have been asking myself what faith looks like. In the middle of all the uncertainty and chaos brought on by covid; the economic fallout; the political manipulation of it; and now the fallout after the murder of George Floyd, I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t discouraged and exhausted. So, what does faith look like for me? In the middle of all these things I’m asking myself will I be like Joshua and Caleb, or the other ten scouts who filled the people of God with discouragement and fear, even though they had all been experiencing, every day, His presence, provision, protection and miraculous deliverances.

Dripping with disheartenment I decided to pray, to spend time just rejoicing in the Lord. Around noon I paced the living room floor, hands in the air, singing and speaking words of praise to God; forcing myself, my flesh, my will, to offer to the Lord what I think was a sacrifice of praise. “What is feigned faith; contrived praise; a mockery of authentic worship that God is due?”, I wondered. 

I thought of Paul and Silas, badly beaten, pitched in prison. Did they feel like singing, worshipping and praising God? I doubt it. They did it anyway. By an act of their redeemed wills they resolved to worship, and this is important, not silently, as some might say, “in their hearts”, but out loud. A prison echoing with praise, what a strange thing. Worshipping bouncing off the walls, unheard of! You probably know, as Paul Harvey was famous for saying, “The rest of the story.”

So, walking around the living room, arms raised toward heaven, I worshipped. What happened?  Nothing, nothing then and there, at least nothing I could see or sense. No earthquake; not the sound of chains falling to the floor; no prison doors burstIng open – nothing. 

About an hour later I went down to my office to work, but still whispering both prayers & praise. I can’t say for sure if what happened next is directly connected with my decision to rejoice when I really didn’t feel like it, but I have a strong impression it is. Sitting in my chair, doing work things, it occurred to me to pray something like this, and for reasons I can’t explain the simple truth of this short, seemingly serendipitous prayer has genuinely lifted my heart. 

“Holy Spirit, Almighty God, only You can work within me in that way that makes me know that the victory of Christ over sin, death, hell and the grave are indeed mine. The salvation of God has not just brought them to me, it has truly made them mine. Oh what a thought! The LORD of Glory; the Lion of the Tribe of Juda; the Root of David, has not only prevailed, but His victory is actually and eternally mine, once a sinner, now a son, saved by grace.”

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