Saturday, March 22, 2014

Lent Devotional: A Saturday Psalm

Psalm 84

How lovely is your dwelling place,
    Lord Almighty!
 
My soul yearns, even faints,
    for the courts of the Lord;
my heart and my flesh cry out
    for the living God.

Even the sparrow has found a home,
    and the swallow a nest for herself,
    where she may have her young—
a place near your altar,
    Lord Almighty, my King and my God.

Blessed are those who dwell in your house;
    they are ever praising you.[c]

Blessed are those whose strength is in you,
    whose hearts are set on pilgrimage.

As they pass through the Valley of Baka,
    they make it a place of springs;
    the autumn rains also cover it with pools.[d]

They go from strength to strength,
    till each appears before God in Zion.

Hear my prayer, Lord God Almighty;
    listen to me, God of Jacob.

Look on our shield,[e] O God;
    look with favor on your anointed one.

Better is one day in your courts
    than a thousand elsewhere;
I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God
    than dwell in the tents of the wicked.

For the Lord God is a sun and shield;
    the Lord bestows favor and honor;
no good thing does he withhold
    from those whose walk is blameless.

Lord Almighty,
    blessed is the one who trusts in you.


What phrases or words strike you in this Psalm?  Does a picture come to mind?  Is your heart set on pilgrimage?  Are you journeying with God?  How has God touched your life lately?  Have you experienced the blessing of understanding that you need not go far to be in connection with the Spirit?

Prayer:  God it is wonderful to be a pilgrim on the journey of life.  Help me to keep putting one foot in front of the other in faith.  I long to know Your heart.  Help me to be full of hope in today while also looking ahead to that one day when I will reside with You.  Amen.  

Friday, March 21, 2014

Lent Devotional: Looking for perfect

A couple of summers ago I had the wonderful opportunity to take a group of kids from Northern Michigan down to Atlanta on a mission trip.  It was an extra special trip for me, because we stayed at the church I served while I was in seminary.  (Shiloh, you'll always feel like home!) Mission trips are some of the best weeks of my life.  Not only do you spend the days working on behalf of others, but the evenings usually offer lots of opportunities for fellowship and fun.  This trip to Atlanta certainly did that.  

One afternoon in particular we went down to the Civil Rights Museum.  If you are ever in Atlanta, you must stop here.  There is so much to learn and see, and it was great to offer this perspective to the youth.  On our way back to the church for the evening we happened upon a church that I had to take a picture of:


FINALLY, I found it!  This is something many people have searched for all their lives...and here it was, in Atlanta!

I feel like the people that attend this church must wear gold capes and really subscribe to the following:

1 Peter 2:9-10 
9 But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people belonging to God, that you may declare the praises of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light. 10 Once you were not a people, but now you are the people of God; once you had not received mercy, but now you have received mercy.

No seriously, this is a real church and I mean no disrespect to them (I actually don't know anything about them). As a pastor this is something that made me crack up only because I have experienced the deep pain (yes, I take it too personal) of someone leaving the church I am serving. I have lost a lot of sleep over people who are angry or not satisfied. I understand the sinking feeling when you know someone is upset or angry, yet you have no clue the best way to show them compassion. And yes, my personal favorite, I know what it is like when someone has a complaint, writes it down, but just doesn't want to sign it, lest we actually have the opportunity to work through the issue. (Insert sarcasm here). These kinds of things can wreck you if you dwell on them at the expense of the good and affirming parts of ministry. These same things can really break apart a church, people settling into "camps" and unwilling to work together. (see: US Government if you don't know what I mean about camps.)

This is when "The Perfect Church" shows up.  It is new, it is exciting, it is FUN.  The children's programming is amazing.  The youth have their entire Bible memorized.  The adults square dance and take wine tours.  Everyone is happy.  The preacher really speaks right to me!  The organist never plays a wrong note, and the choir sings my favorite songs!  It is perfect!  

I want to go there too, don't you?  The thing is, we are not called to be perfect, we are called to be moving on to perfection.  This is something John Wesley talked about, meaning that process through which we grow to be more like Christ and less like "me."  Some of veteran church folks might talk about this in terms of sanctification, or the process of continued growth in the love of God over time.  After we get to know Christ I think this process takes over because we simply cannot avoid sin without the help of grace.  

Back to this:
1 Peter 2:9-10 
9 But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people belonging to God, that you may declare the praises of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light. 10 Once you were not a people, but now you are the people of God; once you had not received mercy, but now you have received mercy.

It would be a wonderful thing if we actually did realize the depth of what this Scripture is saying.  

Let's try it in The Message version:
9-10 But you are the ones chosen by God, chosen for the high calling of priestly work, chosen to be a holy people, God’s instruments to do his work and speak out for him, to tell others of the night-and-day difference he made for you—from nothing to something, from rejected to accepted."

Got it?  YOU'VE BEEN CHOSEN!  You've been grafted into the very family of the one who created you!  Your value in this family is immeasurable, and your job is to live it out as best you know how.  

This isn't a call to perfection, it's a call to be real.  It isn't about guilt, it's about receiving forgiveness.  To be honest, I think it IS about putting on our "capes" and living a life that claims connection with the Most High!

Are you living a victorious life or are you stuck in the cycle of works-righteousness?  Are you free to be you or trying to fit the mold, like everyone else?  Are you strutting around like a superhero, filled with the power of God?  If not, take some time to think about what stands in your way.  

And, if you're like me and have never really been a part of "The Perfect Church," may we all be encouraged that the people chosen to do God's work throughout all of Scripture were less than perfect.  From Abraham all the way to Peter, we meet regular people just like us.  The glory of God shines brightest when we realize just how imperfect we are...Thanks Be to God!


Thursday, March 20, 2014

Lent Devotional: Bringing in the Sheaves.

Psalm 126

A song of ascents.

When the Lord restored the fortunes of Zion,

    we were like those who dreamed.
Our mouths were filled with laughter,
    our tongues with songs of joy.
Then it was said among the nations,
    “The Lord has done great things for them.”
The Lord has done great things for us,
    and we are filled with joy.
Restore our fortunes, Lord,

    like streams in the Negev.
Those who sow with tears
    will reap with songs of joy.
Those who go out weeping,
    carrying seed to sow,
will return with songs of joy,
    carrying sheaves with them.

Anyone else watch "Little House on the Prairie?"  I imagine most of you have at least watched an episode here and there.  I loved it when I was growing up.  In fact, I can still picture the characters in my head.  Mean Ol' Nellie and her mother, Mr. Olsen the nice storekeeper, Charles Engalls the hard working father.  Once in a while we would see the one-room schoolhouse and Ms. Beadle would be teaching all the kids or ringing the bell to gather them back in from recess.  The schoolhouse was also the church.  Every Sunday they would load up their wagons and put on their best dresses to go and worship.  Rev. Alden was the pastor's name.  He often served as the voice of reason in the community.  It seemed like every time the church was a part of the show they would sing "Bringing in the Sheaves."

This Psalm speaks of a God who provides.  It speaks of the restoration of the people's fortunes, and more importantly of the ability to dream and laugh and sing.  This is the God who turns tears into songs of joy and weeping into great fulfillment.

I imagine any farmer can relate to the relief and joy that comes from a good harvest.  I know that we can all understand the great freedom that comes with the opportunity to dream, knowing that these dreams just might come to fruition.  

The Psalm speaks about the gathering up of the harvest, often thought to be a challenge to share our faith stories with others, in order that God's "crop" be bountiful.  Perhaps you have not been in the business of making disciples, but have done your best to live a life filled with the joy of the Lord.  Either way, what is the harvest that you are being called to reap?  What are the "sheaves" that you long to bring in?  How has God blessed and provided for your needs?  And, of course, what dreams do you dream because of it?  

Take a moment and read the lyrics of the song (you may have forgotten them).  

Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness,
Sowing in the noontide and the dewy eve;
Waiting for the harvest, and the time of reaping,
We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves.
Refrain:
Bringing in the sheaves, bringing in the sheaves,
We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves,
Bringing in the sheaves, bringing in the sheaves,
We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves.
Sowing in the sunshine, sowing in the shadows,
Fearing neither clouds nor winter’s chilling breeze;
By and by the harvest, and the labor ended,
We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves.
Refrain
Going forth with weeping, sowing for the Master,
Though the loss sustained our spirit often grieves;
When our weeping’s over, He will bid us welcome,
We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves.

Prayer:  Dear Lord, help me to dream.  Help me to be present enough to recognize the blessings in my midst.  Where there is much to be reaped I pray you would guide my words and actions that others might come to know your love in and through me.  Give me the desire to live in deep connection with you.  Amen.  

Wednesday, March 19, 2014

Lent Devotional: A Case of the Grumpies



Sometimes it is difficult to be in a good mood.  Know what I mean?  NegativiIty can come upon us in an instant and take us captive before we know it.  For some, negativity or pessimism is a state of being.  These types of people can always tell you about the worst possible outcome, and are often certain that everyone is out to get them, or put them last.  Encounters with folks like this can really challenge even the most joyful of us.  

Today I have had some encounters like this.  It's been a rainy dark day here, which has melted the snow, but also overshadowed the sunshine of the past couple days.  This makes people grumpy.  It makes arthritic bones hurt.  It turns our smiles upside down.  Though we know we are called to be bearers of the light and goodness of Christ, sometimes we just don't shine that brightly.  

Ready for the good news......   IT'S OK!

2 Corinthians 4 says:
7-12 If you only look at us, you might well miss the brightness. We carry this precious Message around in the unadorned clay pots of our ordinary lives. That’s to prevent anyone from confusing God’s incomparable power with us. As it is, there’s not much chance of that. You know for yourselves that we’re not much to look at.

Basically what this Scripture says is that we are all cracked pots...(not crack-pots).  We are God's chosen vessels for a message beyond our abilities.  We are imperfect - broken, cracked even.  And that is a good thing!  It is through the cracks that the light shines.  Sometimes we carry the love of Christ by being our genuine selves, as broken and chipped as we are.  Our lives are something to which all other people can relate.  When we try to put on a smile and act like everything is perfect we become false to the Gospel.  It is when we open our full selves to God's grace and love that through our imperfections we shine!

So, if you've had "one of those days," or have crossed paths with someone who has, I hope you can celebrate that God loves us right where we are.  There is nothing we can do to make God love us more, and there's nothing we can do to make God love us less.  How about that for some good news!


Prayer:  God, who holds all things together, help us to understand that brokenness can be a blessing.  Show us how to love ourselves and each other the way you love all of creation.  Teach us how to be bearers of Your brightness!  Amen.  

Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Lent Devotional: Are you an angel?




Meet Irene.  Today is her 21st birthday.  She lives in Kisumu, Kenya, where she and her family reside in a a small one-room place.  Irene is married to Erick and they have a nearly two-year-old named Ruth.  I met Irene in 2010, when she was a junior in high school.  She had just come to live at the Hope For Children's Center run by the Hearth to Hearth Ministry.  

Something about this young lady connected with my soul in deep way. I don't know if it was her wonderful smile (that is a bit hidden in this picture), her caring and carefree spirit, or her intelligence, but before I left for the USA I knew that she and I would be connected for the rest of our lives.  I decided to sponsor her life through Hearth to Hearth, the ministry that has not only changed hundreds of lives in Africa but also the hundreds of sponsors that live all over the world.  Now, Irene is in college studying to be a social worker, in hopes that one day she will be able to serve children who, like her, find themselves without parents or guardians.  She is such a strong young woman and I must say that I have learned far more from her than she could ever learn from me.  

One of the best parts of ministry is connecting with people.  You just never know who you will meet that will come into your life for a purpose, and stay with you for the rest of your life.  Irene is one of those people, as are many of you who are reading this (so thanks!).  Who have been those people for you?  I know that everywhere I have lived I have met people I will forever love.  That is a true blessing from God! 

This kind of thinking can cause us to pause when we come across new people.  It is too easy to judge quickly and move on, without recognizing that each person we meet has a story and a history that shapes and molds them.  Taking time to learn these stories opens us up to the movement of the spirit and to that "soul-to-soul" connection that can take us by surprise.  

Hebrews 13 says, "Keep loving each other like family. Don’t neglect to open up your homes to guests, because by doing this some have been hosts to angels without knowing it."  (Common English Bible)

In the rush of life we can be oblivious to those around us.  Who are the angels God is calling you to get to know?  What would it take for you to be more aware, less rushed, intentionally pausing for the gift of conversation?

Prayer:  God, thank you for the friends you have placed in my life.  Help me to be a friend to those who feel alone in this world.  Help me to embrace others without judgement, no matter where they find themselves.  Above all I praise you for loving me though I am yet a sinner.  Amen.    

Monday, March 17, 2014

Lent Devotional: Snarky Comments & Rainbows


I learned the fine art of sarcasm from my mother.  I remember getting in trouble for saying smart-a** comments from a young age.  It comes naturally to me and when uncontrolled can get me into quite a bit of trouble.  In Scripture, James offers a direct hit when he likens our tongues to the rudder of a ship, one small movement can turn the whole thing around.  We can really get ourselves into hot water if we don't tame our tongues.  

But sometimes, just sometimes....the snarky comment can sum up a difficult situation perfectly.  Note, fellow pastors that this situation rarely occurs while you are preaching.  (This is one of the many reasons I should NOT be allowed in front of a church).  

So many of the things we encounter daily don't make a whole lot of sense, often causing us to question, "Why, God?"  There are huge issues dividing the gift of God's grace into categories:  who is in, and who is out.  People boldly proclaim that salvation is for "us" but can't possibly include "them."  It sometimes makes me feel like I'm the only one who gets that Jesus was serious when he set forth the new command Let me give you a new command: Love one another. In the same way I loved you, you love one another. This is how everyone will recognize that you are my disciples—when they see the love you have for each other.”  Or, another of Christ's bolder statements from Matthew 1, Don’t pick on people, jump on their failures, criticize their faults— unless, of course, you want the same treatment. That critical spirit has a way of boomeranging. It’s easy to see a smudge on your neighbor’s face and be oblivious to the ugly sneer on your own. Do you have the nerve to say, ‘Let me wash your face for you,’ when your own face is distorted by contempt? It’s this whole traveling road-show mentality all over again, playing a holier-than-thou part instead of just living your part. Wipe that ugly sneer off your own face, and you might be fit to offer a washcloth to your neighbor.

In the midst of real human struggles, overwhelming joys, and daily routines I am afraid that the voice of Christ in the world gets associated with people like the Westboro Baptist Church, the folks who picket military funerals (and basically any other event that they don't like) in the name of some sort of Christian-cleansing for the world.  These are the wacko people who get the front page press, showing the world how horrible, judgmental, and just plain crazy it is to take Jesus seriously.  While most of us are doing small-scale ministry in our cities and towns, loving on people, healing the hurts, feeding the hungry, the Christ in our midst is often squelched out. 

Back to the power of sarcasm (see, you knew I'd pull this all together).  One of my favorite "pages" on Facebook is called Unvirtuous Abby.  I love it because they update their status with things I often wish I could say out loud.  Those sarcastic, snarky phrases that make us both laugh and feel sorrow that their truth.  Today they posted about the impending death of Fred Phelps, the founder of the Westboro Baptist Church.  From the sounds of it, he is now in the midst of Hospice Care and will be heading out of this world.  This is the man who has condemned so many others to hell that you wonder just how God might respond.  Unvirtuous Abby posted about the angels that may take him to the Gates, about the surprise he might be encountering once he passes.  In light of the heavy damage he and his community have done in the name of Christ I am thankful that we can look at this event with a bit of a sense of humor.  As one of my favorite women once told me, "You know you're in trouble when you lose your sense of humor."  

Last night I heard a great sermon at our Community Lenten Service. It was based on 1 Corinthians 1:

18-21 The Message that points to Christ on the Cross seems like sheer silliness to those hellbent on destruction, but for those on the way of salvation it makes perfect sense. This is the way God works, and most powerfully as it turns out. It’s written,
I’ll turn conventional wisdom on its head,
I’ll expose so-called experts as crackpots.
So where can you find someone truly wise, truly educated, truly intelligent in this day and age? Hasn’t God exposed it all as pretentious nonsense? Since the world in all its fancy wisdom never had a clue when it came to knowing God, God in his wisdom took delight in using what the world considered dumb—preaching, of all things!—to bring those who trust him into the way of salvation.
22-25 While Jews clamor for miraculous demonstrations and Greeks go in for philosophical wisdom, we go right on proclaiming Christ, the Crucified. Jews treat this like an anti-miracle—and Greeks pass it off as absurd. But to us who are personally called by God himself—both Jews and Greeks—Christ is God’s ultimate miracle and wisdom all wrapped up in one. Human wisdom is so tinny, so impotent, next to the seeming absurdity of God. Human strength can’t begin to compete with God’s “weakness.”
26-31 Take a good look, friends, at who you were when you got called into this life. I don’t see many of “the brightest and the best” among you, not many influential, not many from high-society families. Isn’t it obvious that God deliberately chose men and women that the culture overlooks and exploits and abuses, chose these “nobodies” to expose the hollow pretensions of the “somebodies”? That makes it quite clear that none of you can get by with blowing your own horn before God. Everything that we have—right thinking and right living, a clean slate and a fresh start—comes from God by way of Jesus Christ. That’s why we have the saying, “If you’re going to blow a horn, blow a trumpet for God.”

I fear that we Christians have become so diligent about following the rules and making sure our opinions are heard that we have utterly forgotten (or set aside) the joy of Christ.  As Howard Thurman said, "“Don’t ask what the world needs. Ask what makes you come alive, and go do it. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive."  A relationship with a God who has chosen to love the world, not condemn it (that's John 3:17...what comes after the verse you learned in VBS) should most definitely make us come alive.  We are the broken who have been healed.  We are the blind who have been given sight.  We are the outcast, the tax collector, the Pharisee....and we have been invited into Love Divine.  

I know it is Lent and we are focusing more inward than outward, but in light of today's events I ask you, how have you been an example of the joy found in knowing Christ?  How have you broken down the barriers in order that our loving Christ be glorified?   What does the world need that your presence can bring?  Where have you been stuck in judgement rather than grace?  

This is the real crisis, as I see it.  When we live out of the joy of Christ - out of the victory - we can fully live out of the love of God.  

In closing, yet another of those sarcastic (yet ultimately truthful) comments: