Friday, December 19, 2008
Change we can believe in...
Friday, December 12, 2008
Left holding the bag...
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Apocalypse Now and Later...
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
A house of cards on a bed of sand...
"But if you just use my words in Bible studies and don't work them into your life, you are like a stupid carpenter who built his house on the sandy beach. When a storm rolled in and the waves came up, it collapsed like a house of cards. These words I speak to you are not incidental additions to your life, homeowner improvements to your standard of living. They are foundational words, words to build a life on. If you work these words into your life, you are like a smart carpenter who built his house on solid rock. Rain poured down, the river flooded, a tornado hit—but nothing moved that house. It was fixed to the rock."
Matthew 7: 21 -25 [The Message] (paraphrase)
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Waste Not, Want Not...
It happens so regularly that it's predictable. The moment I decide to do good, sin is there to trip me up. I truly delight in God's commands, but it's pretty obvious that not all of me joins in that delight. Parts of me covertly rebel, and just when I least expect it, they take charge.
I've tried everything and nothing helps. I'm at the end of my rope. Is there no one who can do anything for me? Isn't that the real question?
The answer, thank God, is that Jesus Christ can and does. He acted to set things right in this life of contradictions where I want to serve God with all my heart and mind, but am pulled by the influence of sin to do something totally different.
(Romans 7: 20-25) The Message
Selah.
I'm amazed by Paul's honesty in this passage. The man responsible for writing a large portion of the New Testament confesses to facing a crippling spiritual weakness he can't seem to overcome no matter how hard he tries. Paul pulls back the curtain on his own frailty, revealing the universal battle between the light of God and the darkness of sin that exists within every follower of Jesus (myself included).
Paul reminds us that our failures will not have the final word. With love from the Father, grace from the Son, and strength from the Spirit, another outcome is possible. God is the ultimate conservationist, taking the parts of our lives that look like garbage and recycling them into opportunities to distribute his grace and display his glory. Through this miracle of transformation, we can fulfill life's highest calling: to receive mercy for our sins and to share mercy with others. We can finally be free from the same tired old methods of being "Christian".
No more spiritually corrosive distractions used to numb the pain of our unconverted failures. No more vague and formulaic prayers mumbled toward the ceiling that leave us feeling empty and alone. No more force feeding ourselves endless strings of sermons in the hopes of achieving morality by osmosis. No more... no more... no more...
May God help us trust in His power to transform our absolute worst into something great. May God lead us to receive the redemption found in Jesus Christ. May be God be proven true, and every man a liar.
- S.
Monday, November 3, 2008
The Unanswered "Why?"...
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Prayers like butterflies...
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Good morning...
I've been working up at the hospital a lot lately and reading this made me especially grateful that in just a few days I will finally get an uninterrupted weekend with my three monkey children...
[Daddy and Son are watching cartoons on a Saturday morning.]
"Daddy, can we make some 'awfulls?"
"Yes, Son. We can make some waffles."
[Later that morning.]
"Ok buddy, watch the light on the waffle maker. When the light goes out, call to Daddy and I'll get your waffle started."
"Okay, Daddy."
[A couple of minutes later.]
"Da light went off! Daddy, da light went OFF!"
"Okay buddy, let's start your waffle."
[Daddy pours the mixture in the waffle maker and closes the lid.]
"Allright, let's give it a few minutes to finish cooking."
[Daddy moves to leave the kitchen.]
"Daddy! Stay wif me! Don't leave. Stay wif me."
[Daddy moves back to the counter and the little boy leans his head against Daddy's chest while singing a song about trains who are happy and sad. Daddy thanks God for mornings like this one.]
(Scene.)
I found this on my computer today and I am really glad I took the time to write it down as soon as it happened. This is the kind of moment that can fade from my memory if I don't get it down on paper. I really need to do a better job making a record of experiences like this one...
- S.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
The Monster At The End Of This Book...
So here is my newly minted, free-standing blog, created as a copycat version of what everyone else has already been doing for a long time. For my first entry, I offer the following article, published in "Connections," the statewide newsletter for the Baptist Hospital network in Arkansas.
When I was a little boy, I remember my dad reading me a story featuring a character from the children's television show "Sesame Street." It was called "The Monster at the End of This Book." My dad now tells me that he lost count of the number of times he read to me from those pages, but it would be safe to guess it was somewhere in the hundreds. The story is woven into my memories of childhood and it is with great delight that I can now read this storybook to my five year old son, Noah.
This charming children's story centers on a shaggy blue haired creature named Grover as he slowly experiences a nervous breakdown caused by the title telling him that there is a monster coming at the end of the book. Because of his fear, he goes to great lengths trying to stop the reader every time they try to turn a page.
As the reader keeps turning pages Grover proceeds to become more and more frightened of what will happen at the end. The big reveal comes at the story's conclusion when the final page is turned and the only one there is Grover. What a surprise to discover that he was the only "monster" at the end of the book all along.
No matter how many times my dad read me this book, he always succeeded in making me feel anxious as we neared the end. I would lose confidence in my knowledge of the ending and begin to suspect that maybe THIS would be the time when there really would be some terrible monster waiting on the last page of the book. The suspense would build, we would near the conclusion, and I would become afraid, begging along with Grover for my dad not to turn the page.
But eventually, after some reassurance and a bit of laughter, I would let go and we would read the final page together. Without fail, I would see yet again that the only thing waiting there was the same as before: it was just Grover, the monster who had been there all along.
At some point in our lives, all of us are faced with the monsters of sickness, evil, fear, and death . With every day that passes, we go forward into circumstances and choices that can feel overwhelming and dangerous. It can be difficult to exist day to day with the anxiety of the future bearing down upon us.
And yet, the Bible tells us that through Jesus we can walk into tomorrow without fear of the monsters. In 1 John 4:17-18 the apostle reminds us that, "By this is love perfected with us, so that we may have confidence for the day of judgment, because as he is so also are we in this world. God is love, and whoever abides in love abides in God, and God abides in him."
Because of the God's love, we do not have to fear the future. As the last page in our life is turned and we stand before God's throne of judgment, the only monster that will remain will be the one we see in the mirror. The beauty of the gospel is that we will not stand alone or be judged guilty. Instead, we will discover that Jesus stands with us, offering us forgiveness and loving us into unending life with the Father. Jesus faced all of life's monsters on the cross. The monsters were defeated. He was resurrected. We do not have to be afraid. Through Jesus the Savior, our stories can have a happy ending.
- S.