Showing posts with label Homer Rothrock. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Homer Rothrock. Show all posts

Monday, September 26, 2022

King Down

Monday, September 26, 2022

I correct and discipline everyone I love.  So be diligent and turn from your indifference.  “Look! I stand at the door and knock.  If you hear my voice and open the door, I will come in, and we will share a meal together as friends.  Those who are victorious will sit with me on my throne, just as I was victorious and sat with my Father on his throne.  “Anyone with ears to hear must listen to the Spirit and understand what he is saying to the churches.”  Revelation 3:19-22

In chess, when an opponent has cornered your king, to the point there is no possible move without being taken by another piece, it is checkmate.  You have lost the game, and the acknowledgement of your loss is laying-down your king.  It is this picture that enters my mind whenever I think of Jesus’ followers placing the body of Jesus in Joseph of Arimathea’s tomb…KING DOWN!  This describes the message of a popular hymn in many churches, Victory in Jesus:[1]  

I heard an old, old story, how a Savior came from glory,

how he gave his life on Calvary to save a wretch like me;

I heard about his groaning, of his precious blood’s atoning,

then I repented of my sins and won the victory.

When you begin to parse the words from the hymn, groaning, blood, sins, wretch, and envision Jesus’ last moments on Golgotha’s hill, there doesn’t seem to be much “victory” in it.  It reminds me of Homer Rothrock, a member of a church I once served.  Homer was suffering from a gastro-intestinal block.  He was in the hospital, in great pain, waiting on the doctors to decide whether to operate.       As I stood next to my friend I asked him how it was going.  He looked at me with weary eyes and said:  I’ll tell ya, preacher; there ain’t much romance in it!  

Thinking about Homer’s statement has always brought a smile for the way he could maintain a sense of humor, even in the tough times.  It also drives me to the issue of human pain in life, and how going through a rough patch makes us put aside the mundane, in favor of the grand. 

Christian apologist, C.S. Lewis pushed us towards the grand and noble when he wrote:  Christianity, if false, is of no importance, and if true, of infinite importance. The only thing it cannot be is moderately important.

“Moderate” is the lukewarm word of Jesus’ message to the church of Laodicea, that group of believers who were once white-hot for Jesus, and had cooled-off, like lava from a vocanic erruption that loses its’ heat, losing its’ ability to move, and eventually forming into a heap of hardened slag…a small hill of moderate uselessness.  For a church, that is an epitaph of shame…once vital, we cooled off and stopped where we were comfortable.

For You Today

Wall Street marketing ideas would not include suffering, bleeding, and dying as a great invitation to belong to anything.  Yet, this is precisely what Jesus said led to his victory, and sitting on Heaven’s throne.  And He invites everyone to join him. 

So, are you ready to join King Down?  Or stay with the Indifferent Slow Down Slag?

You chew on that as you hit the Rocky Road; have a blessed day!

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There are about 2,000 devotional posts and 400 sermons in the Rocky Road Devotions library.  To dig deeper on today’s topic, explore some of these: 

Game Over and After the Disaster  and It’s Just a Job and Open Door Policy

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[1] Eugene Bartlett ©1939

Wednesday, October 17, 2018

Moving Shadows

Wednesday, October 17, 2018

“Lord, remind me how brief my time on earth will be.  Remind me that my days are numbered—how fleeting my life is.  You have made my life no longer than the width of my hand.  My entire lifetime is just a moment to you; at best, each of us is but a breath.” Interlude

We are merely moving shadows, and all our busy rushing ends in nothing.  We heap up wealth, not knowing who will spend it.  And so, Lord, where do I put my hope?  My only hope is in you.  Rescue me from my rebellion.  Do not let fools mock me.          I am silent before you; I won’t say a word, for my punishment is from you.  But please stop striking me!  I am exhausted by the blows from your hand.  When you discipline us for our sins, you consume like a moth what is precious to us.  Each of us is but a breath. Interlude

Hear my prayer, O Lord!  Listen to my cries for help!  Don’t ignore my tears.  For I am your guest—a traveler passing through, as my ancestors were before me.  Leave me alone so I can smile again before I am gone and exist no more.  Psalm 39:4-13(NLT)

The lectionary list of Scriptures for each day provides an Old Testament, Psalm, and New Testament reading.  Today the selections are Job 32, which is steeped in the middle of Job’s misery.  Then Psalm 39, David’s overwhelming grief in the middle of consequences following his adulterous affair with Bathsheba, and his murderous attempt to cover up his sin.  And, finally, Luke 16, the rich man who ignored the poor man and wound up in Hell.  To quote old Homer Rothrock:  There ain’t much romance in any of it!
At the end of David’s prayer he asks God for a little break in this tsunami of guilt washing over his life.  Just give me a little down-time away from reality; let me play a little video game, or shoot a few hoops, practice shoot at the range, find a new girlfriend or some kind of diversion so I can forget my woes, smile a little, have a nice meal and go to bed.  Lord, just one happy day before you take my shadow off this planet!
At the beginning of this selection David asks for a reminder of the brevity of life; by the end of the passage he just wants to be left alone to forget all about it.  We humans, created by the hand of God, are truly complex and not at all consistent in the middle of grief.  But we do follow in our forbearer’s footsteps.  Later David’s son, Solomon would write the one word that describes his father’s deep sorrow – vanity[2].  And for good measure he would emphasize its impact on humanity:  all is vanity.
So, what good comes out of this happy little reflection?  Plenty…if we will hear it…unlike King David, who just wanted a little nappy.  The good news here is the answer for which David longed, a reminder of how brief and empty life will be when all we chase is the wind, with all its’ frantic and frivolous activity of self-absorption towards which we humans are bent.  God interrupts our video game with a power outage, or breaks our basketball hoop just before we make that incredible shot, or He dashes the next disastrous relationship before it gets going, just to keep us grounded.
Why is pain so necessary?  Why did God design life with shadows?  Why does everything seem so empty at times, when God speaks so powerfully about how wonderful it is to serve Him?  Why does He do that?  And the reality comes echoing back even before we finish getting those words out:  God didn’t do that; we did!
And then, like David, like Job, like Dives in Hell, we just want a break from thinking about it; just bring me a little drop of cool water to drip on my parched tongue, a nap, a little diversion from the truth.  That’s what we want; God rarely cooperates!
The Pastor Relations Committee from the two churches I currently serve met with me before the first Sunday we had together in 2012.  The agenda for the meeting included their sharing with me what they hoped to experience in worship, part of which was to not have sugar-coated preaching.  The gist of that hope is:  you cannot understand or rightfully-appreciate the Good News, until you rightly understand the Bad News.
I have so appreciated that thought; it frees the preacher to proclaim the height, depth, and breadth of sin, with all its’ consequences … and then announce the good news, that the love, joy, and salvation of God are bigger than anything sin offers.  David, Job, and Dives, the rich man who wound up in Hell all found out in the hardest of ways that we need to be rescued from our rebellion.  There is a better way than just choosing our own way; our only hope is in Christ Jesus.
For You Today
The next time your life seems like just a moving shadow, remember that when light hits the room shadows have to hide.  Better to live in the light, than to be a moving shadow!
You chew on that as you hit the Rocky Road; have a blessed day.

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[2] Read Ecclesiastes