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Tuesday, May 28, 2019

Fruit of the Spirit - Part 7 GENTLENESS

Wednesday, May 29, 2019

But the Holy Spirit produces this kind of fruit in our lives:  love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control.  There is no law against these things!                        Galatians 5:22-23

Gentleness is never to be confused with a lack of strength or resolve.  Rather it is just the opposite; gentleness is the strength to not react badly, but to receive others, faults and all.  There were more than a few times that must have pushed Jesus’ gentle nature to the limit.  The disciples could be fiercely loyal to Jesus, but they bordered on being spiritually bi-polar.  Simon Peter would see the divine in Christ one day and lie like a newly elected politician saving his hide the next day.  James and John loved Jesus but tried to leap-frog over their fellow disciples by asking Jesus to make them King no.2 and 3 when He got to the throne.  Of course, we all remember Judas’ kiss was a betrayal, not friendly at all!  Gentleness sees faults like these as teachable moments to bring health and strength into the lives of others; to bring out the best qualities, not scorch the ground with retribution.
But, sometimes bringing up those higher qualities may require a little heat.  When our youngest child, Carrie, was about 6 or 7 she was allowed to go to her friend, Amber’s house, just around the block from our place.  Carrie was a very cooperative child, always listening to Mom and Dad; but sometimes she would forget.  One such time she had been at Amber’s after school having a great time and she lost track of the time.  By the time she arrived back home the streetlights had already come on against the coming nightfall.  Carrie came skipping up our street in the approaching darkness, so carefree and happy, even though she was well-past the dusk curfew.  It was not until she reached our side door that she saw the grim reaper (me), standing, arms crossed, scowl strategically in-place on my face.  She looked up at her towering executioner and gulped:  I’m dead meat!
To this day I’m not at all sure how I managed to keep that stern look when my insides wanted to burst with laughter.  The good news is that our daughter endured the obligatory week’s grounding for missing her curfew with grace and contrition; lesson learned!
Now, this begs the question of how God is gentle, or can be described as gentle, when we experience such unhappy things sometimes.  It’s my conviction that the reason God doesn’t let us off the hook when we’ve lost track of who we are, and how we’re supposed to behave, is that sometimes we must go through the darkness before we see the light.  That may border on glib, or triteness, but it makes sense, nonetheless.  We learn best when we experience the consequences of our actions.  God may rescue us in the severest of consequences, because He doesn’t want us lost…but when we do dumb stuff, or trivial selfish things, we will often have to feel that isolation, that dead-meatness of the circumstance which we create. 
Mother was right after all, the bed you make is the one you will sleep in!
For You Today
God’s gentle ways will help us through our foolishness, and even our rebellion.  But, it’s a good thing to remember that he wants us to be that way towards the foolish and rebellious people in our lives as well.
You chew on that as you hit the Rocky Road; have a blessed day.

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             Unless otherwise noted, all Scripture quotations are from The New Living Translation©

Sunday, February 18, 2018

Building Strength for the Trials - Series #1. BAPTISM

One day Jesus came from Nazareth in Galilee, and John baptized him in the Jordan River.  As Jesus came up out of the water, he saw the heavens splitting apart and the Holy Spirit descending on him like a dove.  And a voice from heaven said, “You are my dearly loved Son, and you bring me great joy.”  The Spirit then compelled Jesus to go into the wilderness, where he was tempted by Satan for forty days.  He was out among the wild animals, and angels took care of him.  Later on, after John was arrested, Jesus went into Galilee, where he preached God’s Good News.  “The time promised by God has come at last!” he announced.  “The Kingdom of God is near!  Repent of your sins and believe the Good News!”  Mark 1:9-15(NLT)
There is a story about the 41st President, George H. W. Bush.  It seems the senior President Bush was touring a nursing home.  As he walked down the hall with his entourage of aides and reporters, he came upon one old man who was slowly making his way in the opposite direction.  The president reached out, took the patient’s hand, and asked gently, Sir, do you know who I am
The man stared back blankly for a moment; then his eyes focused.  Slowly he shook his head from side to side.  No, he admitted, I don’t know who you are.  But if you ask the nurses, they can tell you.[2]
When the voice from heaven spoke no one had to guess who Jesus might be.  The Holy One of Heaven said MY Son, the beloved; with you I am well pleased.
In this season of Lent we walk with Jesus in preparation, learning to be a disciple, and finding that it isn’t all that easy.  Whoever said that being a Christian is so wonderful because all your problems melt away and people are all so kind to you, also probably said a lot of other stupid stuff.  If you’re considering joining with the Jesus tribe, and you have that kind of thought that it’s a picnic of joy and lightness 24/7, run…do not walk…run away now!
Friends, spiritual warfare is not for the faint-hearted.  Dietrich Bonhoeffer said, When Christ calls a man, He bids him to come and die.  You need spiritual strength to live like that.  Lent is where we build strength for the tough days ahead.  Here are some of the…
Strength Builders

1. Willingness – obedience to the pull of the water

Because there’s pressure ahead that wants to weaken our resolve.
People join churches every year and eventually drop-out, complaining that Christianity doesn’t work or isn’t worth the effort.  Soldiers understand opposition; they were taught to fight because their main purpose is conflict.  Many people join the church because they’re under the impression it is a safe haven from trouble, and then they find out they’re supposed to be a soldier in the middle of it; they go AWOL.
Obedience is certainly a characteristic of humility, but in Mark’s gospel there is a special significance.  In verse 10 it says that as Jesus came up from the water of his baptism the heavens were torn apart.  The word[3] means a violent rip.  The only other time Mark used the word was the crucifixion scene[4] where the temple veil is ripped from top to bottom at Christ’s death.
When Jesus went into the water, he walked up to his cousin, John the Baptist.  I’ve often wondered if being baptized by his cousin helped Jesus any during his ministry.  I got to wondering so much about it with this text I asked the four members of my family that I personally baptized that question – what, if anything did it mean to have me take you to the water?
Carrie’s take:  In a way I think it helped, especially as a child, because you always want to please your parents (most kids anyway!) so by obeying your parents and striving to stay on the straight and narrow, you were also pleasing God.  
Jesus was certainly all about pleasing His father…and He did!
Samantha’s take:  During the baptism, I remember thinking how special it was to be baptized by you.  Everyone else had the preacher and I had you.  Also, when it came time to be baptized, everything we said seemed more binding or more real.  Kind of like the difference between making a promise with someone you just met and making a promise with your best friend.  I guess it all just felt a little more sacred than if it had been with the pastor of that church.  
Ken's take:  No...not really.  I was just trying to be obedient to God.
Remembering your baptism is something we are pushed to do.  The water calls to us as we remember the where, when, why and what of our baptism.  We remember what Christ suffered, and how sacred it is, and that willingness to live out our baptism call with courage is deepened.

2. Witness – Learning to Trust God with results

Because there’s opposition and loneliness ahead
All you have to do is read a few verses past our text and you find that Jesus is not only tempted in the wilderness – his cousin, John the Baptist is arrested and thrown in prison.  Eventually he is beheaded for preaching his message of repentance – the same message Jesus would later preach.  Opposition and isolation are the twins you will know well if you will preach the gospel of Jesus Christ.
Opposition and loneliness are genuinely part of the Christian life, because that is what Christ experienced.  Jesus said to his disciples…
Remember the word that I said to you, ‘Servants are not greater than their master.’ If they persecuted me, they will persecute you; John 15:20 (NRSVA)
John had drawn a huge crowd to the wilderness.  They came in great multitudes to be baptized.  It wasn’t because John was seeking notoriety; in fact he was more a recluse than a publicity hound.  But those people who witnessed Jesus’ baptism that day became an affirmation that John’s baptism offered in a small wilderness didn’t mean a small impact for the Kingdom of God.  Opposition and loneliness can make you feel that way.  Satan understands human feelings and will manipulate you into a pity party in a heartbeat.  But, from that small place with no followers, the baptism of Jesus, and the voice of the Father from above started the most powerful force for good the world has ever seen!

3. Wilderness – Facing life’s temptations

Because developing toughness is needed to overcome temptation
When Jesus came out of the baptismal waters the Spirit led him right into the wilderness to be tempted for forty days. 
God instructs us in Scripture to run from temptation the minute we see it.  The reason is that the Lord knows we’re not very good at resisting it. 
You remember the account of the skinflint preacher who reluctantly agreed to let his wife take the credit card shopping.  He warned her over and over to resist the temptation to buy things they couldn’t afford.  She promised, and left for town.  She came back with a red dress by Balenciaga and a charge slip for $2400.  The husband hit the roof.  
He yelled, I told you to resist the temptation; you should have turned and run from that old devil
She replied, Dear, I did just as you said.  I heard Lucifer whispering in my ear how good that Balenciaga looked on me, and I turned and ran!
But you still bought it! whined the preacher.
 I couldn’t help myself! she cried, When I turned around to run he said, ‘sho’nuff looks good from this side too, darlin’!
Baptism always leads to temptation.  Jesus was drawn into the wilderness with wild animals and all the elements necessary for a horror movie.  It would have been easy to give up.
Satan understands common sense, and movement towards God (like baptism) is movement away from Satan and the things of this world.  The devil will truly use any manipulative trick possible to combat a believer’s declaration of love for, and faith in God.  What Satan never seems to learn is that kind of temptation is exactly what God will use to strengthen his children.  Our wilderness experiences are a training ground for spiritual warfare.
Don’t be misled…the battle can be ferocious!  The first year I travelled with the Methodist tribe being a pastor at my first appointment was like a wonderful dream.  Everything we did turned to blessing.  But after a year of substantial growth and joy in the church it came time for the new appointment season, and I got news from the District Superintendent that I was being replaced, and there was no other appointment available.  Not only was hard work and more than a little growth forward to not be rewarded…I was being canned.
The D. S. had a reputation for being stern, hard, demanding and like a general in command.  I assumed it was over…ministry-wise, economically losing our home was a distinct possibility, and everything about being a pastor for 25 years just plain stunk!  Elizabeth and I cried.  Then…out of the blue two weeks later the D.S. called and told me she’d had a heart-to-heart with the Bishop about every good thing happening at the church, and he had said:  well, we had better not mess with this – it sounds like that’s a God- thing going on; leave him there!
Now that’s how we talk about it in Methodist terms…in Scripture it tells us when Jesus resisted the devil it was angels who came and took care of Jesus.  I still call that D.S. my angel!
Willingness, Witness, Wilderness, and…

4. Water-mark

The words ringing in everyone’s ears that day, as they watched Jesus emerge from the water were with you I am well-pleased.  It is the same phrase in the teaching of Jesus’ parable, when he told about the coming kingdom – well done, good and faithful servant.[5]
Jesus encouraged us all in the words of John the Revelator when he told the persecuted church at Smyrna to be faithful right up until death, and there would be a crown of life waiting[6].  In that same book, faithful Christians are promised a new name and a new mark.  I call it the water-mark
Our baptism leaves an indelible sign for all to see…we are His!
I was asked a question by a teacher when I was in grade school.  The question was:  What are you going to do with your life?  Now, like any other boy-child, I began to respond in terms of job or career; most of us men identify ourselves as that which we do, instead of who we’re called to be.  The teacher stopped me dead in my tracks….No…not how you’ll earn a living – what are you going to do with your LIFE?
That question haunted me until I began to understand that a career isn’t life.  The decision to serve God with who you are is what life is all about.  But it’s much more than being baptized; much more than a ceremony.  It’s like marriage.  People get married at a point in time.  The parson says will you?  The couple says, Yup!  And that’s it….right?  Of course not; that was just the marriage ceremony.  After the ceremony is over the marriage then begins to unfold day-to-day, week-to-week into decades (hopefully). 
Marriage is much more than a ceremony on one given day.  Marriage is a journey of faithful living, giving and loving.  There is thoughtfulness and struggle, anger and joy.  If it’s a Biblical marriage there’s servanthood and soldiering.  There are times of plenty and times of scarcity. 
Marriage is the metaphor Jesus chose to identify the relationship we have as baptized believers.  We, the church, are the bride of Christ.  And it isn’t so much that we were baptized, it is more that we are baptized.
With my bride I don’t think in terms of the fact that I got married; after more than fifty-one years it is still:  today I will live-out this covenant called marriage.
So, like the question my teacher posed, what are you going to do with your baptism?  Have you messed it up?  You can re-enlist as a soldier, come home as a servant. 
You can come to this altar and ask God to help you with all that.  That’s what altars are for.  That’s how we build strength for the trials.
Let the church say Amen in the Name of the Father, Because of the Son, Cooperating with the Spirit…Amen!

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[1] Title Image Courtesy Pixabay.com.
[2] Homiletics Online, January 2009, 22
[3] Greek:  schizomai (schiz-o-mai)
[4] Mark 15:38
[5] Matthew 25:23
[6] Revelation 2:10

Thursday, October 19, 2017

Leaving the Door UNLOCKED for God's Spirit

Thursday, October 19, 2017
“But now I am going away to the one who sent me, and not one of you is asking where I am going.  Instead, you grieve because of what I’ve told you.  But in fact, it is best for you that I go away, because if I don’t, the Advocate won’t come.  If I do go away, then I will send him to you.  And when he comes, he will convict the world of its sin, and of God’s righteousness, and of the coming judgment. 
John 16:5-8(NLT)
When our youngest child, Carrie (now a mother of two boys) was only 7, her best friend, Amber lived just around the corner from our house.  Sometimes this duo would play at Amber’s house, and sometimes at ours.  Whenever the after-school play was away from home, Carrie knew she had to be home before dark.  Most times she made it.  One time it was well after the street lights came on that we spotted her coming down our street towards the house.  I decided to make an important point about the missed curfew.  I stood (silently, but rather menacing) in the carport, arms folded with appropriate “Dad-scowl” on.  Carrie, our little princess was skipping home, singing a carefree child’s song, and never saw me standing in the dark shadow of the doorway…until she was right in front of me.  She stopped dead in her tracks like a head-on collision, looked-up at my dead-pan face, with the blood drained from her own face, white as a sheet, remembering the curfew, and proclaimed in a small, stage whisper:  I’m dead meat!
I have to admit it was really…I mean REALLY hard to keep my smile hidden, much less keep the belly-laugh that wanted to burst-out of me down where it belonged.  It was even harder to impose the sentence of a weeks’ worth of no-play after school.  After all, she’d gotten it; it was a momentary, childish lapse of thought…and she was only 7 with a ton of remorse.  We let her off with a warning.
The remarkable thing to me was that I never had to say a word.  Conscience, presence, and the working of God’s Spirit to bring righteousness to the surface was what that situation needed – not another sermon.  Sure, my child felt guilty – some guilt is warranted when you’ve stepped over the line.  The fact that she felt guilty is a mark that God’s Spirit was working in her.  That is what Jesus told the disciples would happen when the Advocate, the Holy Spirit, would come to bring conviction to the hearts of people everywhere.  Some guilt is necessary and good, particularly when it points you in the direction of Heaven.
There is a decided “no-vote” in our culture today – against morality and judgment.  Everything and anything that remotely suggests a flaw in sexuality, relationships, conversation or lifestyle behavior is seen as judgmental; say it twice and you’re guilty of a hate crime.  Mention God while you’re saying it and you are a Bible-thumping bigot.
Today’s generation wants everyone to be accepted and feel accepted.  However, lifestyle choices that are 180° opposite of what Scripture declares as righteous, is what makes people uncomfortable around people who are attempting to live a life surrendered to God’s will.  You mostly don’t have to say a word; the Spirit of God will be in the midst of your relationships with others.  Those who live rebellious lives, apart from God and refusing to submit to His will, inevitably blame the Christians in front of them; if you’re the target…if you’re the dead meat for their anger, so be it; it is the Holy Spirit of God they’re fighting against – not you.

For You Today

Some guilt is holy.  Sometimes people need to see their sin, and feel the reproving of the Spirit. 
Most times it is a wise thing to lock your lips, and leave the door open and unlocked for God’s Spirit to do what He wills…not what you think.
You chew on that as you hit the Rocky Road…have a blessed day!

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Tuesday, August 29, 2017

Wondering About the Big Stuff - Part 2

Tuesday, August 29, 2017
O Lord, our Lord, your majestic name fills the earth!  Your glory is higher than the heavens.  You have taught children and infants to tell of your strength, silencing your enemies and all who oppose you.  Psalm 8:1-2(NLT)
It is an amazing fact that cannot be denied; children have an incredibly powerful effect on adults!  How undeniable that when a child enters your life, no matter what your upbringing, formal training, or chosen method of parenting, you will change!  And you will eat some of the words you previously uttered!  Those words include, I’ll never do what my parents did, and my kid will never…and the list goes on. 
Most everything gets turned upside down when that first child shows up; daily routines, priorities, and budgets have a way of creating life as we never knew it!  No matter how strong you thought you were, one look into that new daughter’s wide-open, innocent eyes turns your legs into jelly.  Hearing your baby boy’s giggle for the first time will have Mr. Tough Guy trying hard to swallow that lump in his throat.  And someday, totally unexpected, that child will say something at just the right time, that will humble you and change your life in a way you never thought possible.
I never saw it coming. 
One day in the big city of McIntosh, Florida (population 257), Elizabeth and the preacher were discussing how in the world we were going to stretch the money thin enough to last through the month.  We’ve always had a struggle with staying out of the red, but a few medical bills, car repairs and need for kid’s school clothes had taken us to a record high point of frustration; the math was frightening, and neither of us had an idea how we would keep Brownworth family solvent. 
That’s when the Psalmist showed up.
Our youngest, Carrie, was only 3, her blonde pigtails and big innocent eyes were all that peered at me from the other side of the kitchen table.  With characteristic sweetness she smiled and extended her pudgy little hand towards me revealing the entire contents of her piggy bank – 3 pennies.  Here Daddy you can use my money.  
I’ve never been shot with a canon, kicked by a mule, or decked by Muhammad Ali, but those would’ve been minor compared to being taught by a three year old that the strength and glory of God has got all my troubles and worries covered. 
Now, I was the pastor, harbinger of Godly wisdom and spiritual insight.  I was the Dad, the leader of our little clan.  I was the one with a seminary degree…but it took a preschooler to remind me of the basics of faithful action.  I had said a prayer over our finances, but Carrie took the steps of faith in action, offering me all she had because she loved me.  And in doing so, she was proclaiming in childlike faith the majestic strength and wonder of God.  I guess I'd forgotten what the old Gospel song says:  Little is much when God is in it!
There is a difference between being childish and childlike; childish means making selfish and immature decisions, while childlike indicates faithful trust.  The former, taken as a lifestyle leads to a life of sin and separation from God.  The latter, faithful trust of an open pudgy hand extended towards God, is the entry door to the Kingdom!

For You Today

If you’ve been wondering too much about the big stuff, and not getting any answers, I would advise you to go play with a three year old…and pay close attention!
You chew on that as you hit the Rocky Road…have a blessed day!



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Friday, October 10, 2014

Baptism Lessons a Preacher Learns - Part THREE

Monday, October 13, 2014
Jesus came and told his disciples, “I have been given all authority in heaven and on earth.  Therefore, go and make disciples of all the nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit.  Teach these new disciples to obey all the commands I have given you.  And be sure of this:  I am with you always, even to the end of the age.”   Matthew 28:18-20 (NLT)
The combination of baptismal pools and electrical voltage may indeed have played a part in my becoming a Methodist who sprinkles; the thought of standing in water surrounded by electrical things still makes me shudder!

I had the privilege of baptizing our youngest, Carrie, in the mid-80’s.  All her little friends from church were “up-close-and- personal” for the event.  But it was the back-lit cross on the wall behind us that nearly claimed the day. 
A volunteer had made the cross and attached a fluorescent light to its back side.  Then our volunteer (sans electrical contractor’s license) hung it in the baptistery…he hung it badly. 

In order to make sure the cross could be taken down easily for cleaning he had put just a single screw at the top of the cross and drilled a hole in the wall behind to dangle it on the wall (somewhat vertically-straight).  And come-down-easily it could!

We baptized often in that church; and almost every time I managed to brush against the cross, either entering, leaving, or in the act of baptizing.  The cross on a screw was like a pendulum on a clock.  Brush it to the left and it swung easily, while the light made all kinds of neat shadows and light strobes on the baptistery walls.

I always imagined that if that cross plunged into the water and electrocuted me the Gainesville Sun’s article headline would read,
Electrifying Baptism Held at Parker Road Baptist Church;
Preacher Lit Up for Jesus
Now, if the lighted cross wasn’t bad enough, asking the preacher to wear a lapel microphone with a wire plugged into who knows how many millions of watts, volts and other unknown disasters….well, that one grabbed center stage too.

In that tiny baptistery, water displacement dynamics were strange.  The new Christian, Dennis, who came into the pool that day, was 6’3” and weighed about 320; that was before you added-in the wet robe.  But even a big guy like that had to have a push from the preacher to get all the way under the water. 

Pushing Dennis down was easy; getting him, and the 60-ton wet robe he was wearing, back on his feet were not!  I had to swing way to the left to get my leg underneath to support the new saint; while I swayed, the cross swung.  As I moved upward to lift the brother, the cross released and swung true to its nature…back and forth, back and forth!  But the hole in the wall held the cross; tragedy #1 averted!

The microphone wasn’t so cooperative.  As my new church member reached upward to grab anything he could to help me lift him, he chose my lapel.  As his grasp began to strangle me, I reached out for anything to keep me from joining him under the water.  Somehow the lapel microphone was sprung loose from the clip holding it to my robe…it flew up in the air, pirouetted and did an Olympic 7.8 entry into the water.

Collectively the congregation gasped at an electric wire hitting the open water with a new convert and a mortified, helpless parson.  You could have heard a pin drop for 10 miles.  And the only thing I remember thinking at that moment was Debbie Boone’s song chorusing through my head …and you…you light up my life……

Postscript:  Even if the wires sizzled…it was low voltage…it simply would have added a little “zip” to our step; no harm, no foul.
Incidents like that are legion in ministry.  A minister’s lesson learned is that we should do whatever we can to make sure events go smoothly – not because we’re professional, but because the grace of our Lord is bigger news than electrical mis-engineering.

For You, Today

Did something go wrong at your baptism? 

Forget that – remember what went right; Jesus was there…and he’s still with you.