Showing posts with label Isaac Watts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Isaac Watts. Show all posts

Thursday, July 28, 2022

Many Different Worlds

Thursday, July 28, 2022

Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good!  His faithful love endures forever.  Has the Lord redeemed you?  Then speak out!  Tell others he has redeemed you from your enemies.  For he has gathered the exiles from many lands, from east and west, from north and south.  Some wandered in the wilderness, lost and homeless.  Hungry and thirsty, they nearly died.  “Lord, help!” they cried in their trouble, and he rescued them from their distress.  He led them straight to safety, to a city where they could live.  Let them praise the Lord for his great love and for the wonderful things he has done for them.  For he satisfies the thirsty and fills the hungry with good things.  Psalm 107:1-9

I’m a Baby Boomer, a generation of those born within 18 years following the end of World War II.  Subsequent generations were Gen X (born 1965-1980), followed by Gen Y, or Millennials (born 1981-2000), and Z (1997-2012).  Those born after 2012 are called Gen A.  The “move” spiritually and religiously has been towards the church is irrelevant syndrome.  As never before (at least in my lifetime and experience) younger people are progressively moving towards the exit door of church, in favor of “community” a loosely-defined search for refreshing change from the deadness of their parent’s “wasted-time” in the four walls with three hymns, recited liturgies, creeds, and a sermon of three points and a poem.  About the only agreeable worth for this on a Sunday was coffee and donuts (if provided).

Those for whom this description fits (loosely or like a glove) asked themselves the question:  What are you doing here?  The answer was mainly unsatisfactory. 

In some ways I couldn’t agree more.  At times the preachers, or other leaders made the discipleship process of following Jesus so uninteresting you wonder how any young people’s faith survived the entry process.  Like the Psalmist said:  Hungry and thirsty they nearly died.

MANY DIFFERENT WORLDS is an aptly described gap between Boomers, Millennials and the other letters.  This is not to say there isn’t ample precedent for young people ditching the established institutions.  Along with half (or more) of my Boomer friends, I was a lapsed believer in my teens and early 20’s. 

In the 17th century a teen boy told his father the church and its’ music was so boring he couldn’t stand it.  His Dad said:  If that’s so, go write some better stuff.  The young man did just that, and we still sing Isaac Watts’ hymns these days.

To say we have “lost” the next generation is a two-fold mistake:

1.    That generation is yet to mature, age-out, and die.  We should be careful to not prematurely judge the changing appearance of spirituality.

2.    No generation is beyond God’s hand.  Martin Luther rebelled against a vile, dark church of his day; that didn’t turn out too badly the last 500 years.

So, coach, what do we do now?  How shall we live to reclaim and revitalize the faith once delivered (and now, seemingly deserted)?  I believe the game plan is unchanged from the playbook of Jesus’ first-century team – scatter and share!

In the daily living we do, we must continually be sharing the Gospel as the first Christians did, spreading-out from Jerusalem as they lived their daily lives, telling the Good news one-on-one, with a positive message of hope, love, and joy.

For You Today

Whichever of the DIFFERENT WORLDS you live, God calls us to connect with others.  The game plan is always scatter and share!  As the coach said to his team:  That’s the game plan, now go, and play your heart out!

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

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To dig deeper on today’s topic read:    Good News   and   Patiently Patiently...O Lord How Long?

[1] Images:  Pixabay.com  Unless noted, Scripture quoted from The New Living Translation©   

Thursday, September 5, 2019

DNA Dance

Friday, September 6, 2019

O Lord, you have examined my heart and know everything about me.  You know when I sit down or stand up.  You know my thoughts even when I’m far away.  You see me when I travel and when I rest at home.  You know everything I do.  You know what I am going to say even before I say it, Lord.  You go before me and follow me.  You place your hand of blessing on my head.  Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too great for me to understand!   

You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body and knit me together in my mother’s womb.  Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex!  Your workmanship is marvelous—how well I know it.  You watched me as I was being formed in utter seclusion, as I was woven together in the dark of the womb.  You saw me before I was born.  Every day of my life was recorded in your book.  Every moment was laid out before a single day had passed.  How precious are your thoughts about me, O God.  They cannot be numbered!  I can’t even count them; they outnumber the grains of sand!  And when I wake up, you are still with me!  Psalm 139:1-6, 13-18

The intricacies and possibilities of science are immeasurable.  But, no matter how deeply immersed learned scientists go in the study of humanity’s being (that which makes us tick), we are no more than a centimeter’s progress in a journey of light years.  So complex and awesome is the construction of the essence of life; it is as David penned in this Psalm, unfathomable, too great for me to understand!  And the thoughts God implanted in this labyrinth of connection between bone, sinew, brain, and wonderful mystery are as incalculable as the number of grains of sand.  As the Psalmist also wrote, we are fearfully and wonderfully made!
But, for all the wonders of creation’s design and beauty, there is one element that stands head and shoulders above; all science and knowledge must bow before the love which brought it into being.  The Creator desired to be at one with His creation.
John Wesley declared, “For, what is religion, — I mean scriptural religion?  For all other is the vainest of all dreams.  What is the very root of this religion?  It is Immanuel, God with us!  God in man!  Heaven connected with earth!  The unspeakable union of mortal with immortal.[2]
In our attempts to get a grip on our beginnings by knowing the rudiments of our DNA, if the mere scientific calculations do not boggle the mind, how much farther are we away from comprehending the heart and purposes of God, Who designed and made us, and chose to be part of us?
Advent is the evidence of this, and as Wesley put it, Heaven in this way connected with earth…an unspeakable union of mortal with immortal, indeed!  The apostle Paul expressed this as Christ in us, the hope of glory![3] 
I can add a column of figures in my head, but DNA and most scientific pursuits are beyond my realm and fall in the category of interesting.  What really makes my head hurt is trying to figure out the why of God’s love.  Pastor and hymn-writer Isaac Watts probably shared my wonder over our Creator’s condescension:  
Alas! and did my Savior bleed And did my Sov’reign die?
Would He devote that sacred head For such a worm as I?
Was it for crimes that I had done He groaned upon the tree?
Amazing pity! grace unknown!  And love beyond degree![4]
For You Today
When you go to worship this weekend, carry thoughts of how much thought God put into putting you together.  And then worship with all the wonder of the DNA that’s in you!
You chew on that as you hit the Rocky Road; have a blessed day.

 
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[1] Title Image:  Courtesy of  Pixabay.com     Unless otherwise noted, Scripture used from The New Living Translation©
[2] From John Wesley Sermon “Human Life a Dream” (see Wesleyan Covenant Association, Keith Boyette, 12-21-18)
[3] See Colossians 1:27
[4] Alas!  And Did My Savior Bleed – Hymn written by Isaac Watts 1707 (public domain)

Monday, May 6, 2019

Worthy Is the Lamb



Then I looked again, and I heard the voices of thousands and millions of angels around the throne and of the living beings and the elders.  And they sang in a mighty chorus:  “Worthy is the Lamb who was slaughtered—to receive power and riches and wisdom and strength and honor and glory and blessing.”  And then I heard every creature in heaven and on earth and under the earth and in the sea. They sang:  “Blessing and honor and glory and power belong to the one sitting on the throne and to the Lamb forever and ever.”  And the four living beings said, “Amen!”  And the twenty-four elders fell down and worshiped the Lamb.  Revelation 5:11-14


There are many reasons one comes to a worship service.  A preacher once noted four specific ones. 

·      Propriety – Some people imagine it is the decent or right thing to do. 

·      Popularity – some folks simply like to hear popular speakers. 

·      Politickin’ is third on the list; some people come to rub elbows with those who can do them some good. 

·      Prescription – there are those for whom the worship service is somewhat of a theological aspirin, once taken it provides a feeling of relief; a stay from contemporary judgment.  

Of course, none of these four so-called reasons are valid.  The only reason for a worship service is found in the word itself.  Worship is derived from the old English term worth-ship.  It means to ascribe to the object the worth due.  One definition says that worship is:  Human response to the perceived presence of the divine, a presence which transcends normal human activity and is holy.[ii]       

Worship is a tricky thing.  According to the definition (worth-ship), how do you even figure out the worth of Almighty God?  Much less present that to Him?  We are confronted with an all-consuming, yet impossible task.  We, who are imperfect, must find appropriate means to ascribe perfection to He who is perfect.  It makes me feel like I’m a T-ball kid batting against a major league pitcher, way-out of my league.  Yet, we are to do battle with our ineffectiveness in worship.  We are to keep stepping up to the plate.

Joni Erickson Tada was a beautiful young woman who became a quadriplegic through a diving accident when she was seventeen.  Once, according to a magazine article[iii] she was in a worship service where everyone was asked to kneel in prayer.  She was unable to do so and began to cry silently because she really did want to kneel before her Lord.  Through her tears she prayed, Lord Jesus, I can't wait for the day when I will rise up on resurrected legs.  The first thing I will then do is to drop on grateful, glorified knees and worship You. 

Here is the real test of worship:

·      Does it, whatever we do, and however we do it – does it come from the heart? 

·      Do we recognize that it can never be enough? 

·      Do we offer our best, despite the inadequacies of our human condition? 

·      Are we in the worship service to be pleased by a fine choir, soloist, neatly constructed and cleverly presented sermon?  Are we in the worship for the entertainment value?  Or are we there (here) to please God, bow before Him, and cry Holy, Holy, Holy?

There is a true story of a young boy who complained to his father that the church hymns were boring and old-fashioned.  The tunes and words were worn-out and meant little to his generation.  His father challenged him, if you think you can write better hymns, why don't you?  The boy accepted the challenge, went to his room and wrote his first hymn.  The year was 1690, and the young boy was Isaac Watts.  More than 350 hymns later, Isaac was still writing.  We are still singing his tunes,

X Joy to the World X When I Survey the Wondrous Cross

X O God, Our Help in Ages Past X At the Cross X Alas, and Did My Savior Bleed

X Am I a Soldier of the Cross X We're Marching to Zion

It is said that Watts wrote Come, we that Love the Lord when he was Pastor and Choir Director at a church.  The unity of that church was nearly broken, and one week Watts heard that the choir was going to refuse to sing in protest of some issue.  That Saturday night Pastor Watts wrote this song, which has as its' second stanza:

Let those refuse to sing Who never knew our God;

But children of the heav'nly King May speak their joys abroad.

The music, the prayers, the offering, the sermon, the Scriptures – nothing about any of that is protest or personal prerogative – it is all total surrender.  It is all falling down before a holy God and ascribing worthiness to Him. 

Some folks will only come to church to be baptized, married and buried.  Dr. Adrian Rogers used to call it hatched, matched and dispatched.  (The first time they throw water on you, the second time rice, and the last time, dirt!)[iv] 

People who have to be dragged to church have the same attitude as Dolly in that comic strip, The Family Circus; the family is sitting in church, and Dolly, with a bored expression on her face, asks her Mom, How much longer till we goeth home?

Friend, when you come to stand in the presence of holy God, the transcendent, King of glory, the resurrected LORD of all, somehow the thought of how long it's going to take, or if the Baptists will beat us out to the cafeteria – these things ought not to be. 

Look at what is the character of the God you've come to worship

1.        Consider His Holiness


When Isaiah had his eyes opened to see the glory of God filling the temple, he saw the angels flying back and forth, crying Holy, holy, holy.  Isaiah's reaction was to shrink away.  Isaiah knew himself.  He said, I'm a man of unclean lips; I can't say what I'm seeing here.  God is different from man; He is beyond description. 

Standing before Almighty God will change your perspective on life!  Paul wrote in his 2nd letter to the Corinthian church[v] that he'd been lifted up to the third heaven.  Like Isaiah and John, Paul couldn't utter appropriate words to describe what he'd seen.  How unspeakable, how wonderful; words just cannot say. 

Marco Polo went to the far east in the thirteenth century.  The reports of his discoveries were not believed by everyone.  On his deathbed he was urged by some to recant and withdraw the tales he'd told about the wonders of China.  But his reply was, I have not told half of what I saw.  

How can you tell the wonder of God's holiness in mere words?  You cannot.  You simply let your song lift your heart to Him.

2. Consider His Majesty


In Revelation 4, crowns and beasts speak of the royal nature of our God.  The lion represents nobility, the calf is strength.  The man indicates wisdom, and the eagle grace and speed.  The twenty-four elders are the leaders of worship in every age. 

In Old Testament times there were twelve tribes of the Jewish nations.  Added to this group are the twelve apostles of the New Testament.  These elders, leaders of the worshipping community in every age, take off their own crowns, symbols of authority, and, along with the angels, bow down to the only truly majestic one in the bunch, King Jesus.

It makes little difference if you are Billy Graham, or a murderer on death row who is converted at the last hour, there will come a time when we will all bow before the throne to worship.  ALL the saints adore Him.

It is not a wrong thought to begin to practice that here.  Our worship ought to include bowing before God.  Sometimes I think we Methodists simply don't do that because the Catholics are doing it!  In heaven, therefore, the Catholic saints will be way ahead of us!

Holy, holy, holy!  all the saints adore Thee,

Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea;

Cherubim and seraphim falling down before Thee,

Who wert, and art, and evermore shalt be.

3.        Consider His Uniqueness


This is a dark world.  On every hand the evil that is prevalent in our day attempts to push Jesus to the side and trivialize the Gospel.  Once again, in the 4th chapter of Revelation, when John looked at the throne he noticed there was room for only ONE; this is a solitary seat, and there is only one Jesus!  Many have tried to include Jesus in their life.  They try to make room for Him among other things.  The reality is that Jesus IS life.  You don't make room for breathing -- it happens, or you don't! 

There is another, lesser throne.  It is the one in each of our hearts.  There is also room for only one.  The problem with sitting on that throne yourself is that the responsibility is too big.  It is so big, that the shadow it casts blocks out any view of God. 

The Old Testament story of Jacob illustrates this.  Jacob was second in line to his father's estate, so he decided to take matters into his own hand.  He sat on the throne, he wanted to call the shots.  Eventually, he messed up and had to leave the very place he'd called home.  Years later he came back home, but not until he wrestled with this issue of who's in charge. 

One night he wrestled with the angel of the Lord, and Jacob finally said, I'm not leaving this place, or letting go of you until the matter of who's going to sit on the throne of my heart is settled.  In that pre-dawn struggle, Jacob got himself off the throne of his heart, and allowed God control – life or death – and once he got out of the way, he could see the glory of the Lord. 

4.        Consider His Mercy


Only mercy can evoke true praise.  It is only the saved sinner who can look back and see that he deserved Hell and was handed Heaven! 

What has God been merciful over?

·      Creation was an act of mercy

·      God's patience over sin is an act of mercy

·      God's Word which reveals Himself is an act of mercy and the CROSS was the supreme act of mercy.

What shall we do about His mercy?

Praise!


It is our purpose


…for you are a chosen people. You are royal priests, a holy nation, God’s very own possession. As a result, you can show others the goodness of God, for he called you out of the darkness into his wonderful light.  1 Peter 2:9

It is our privilege


May the nations praise you, O God.  Yes, may all the nations praise you.     Psalm 67:3

It is our priority


Therefore, let us offer through Jesus a continual sacrifice of praise to God, proclaiming our allegiance to his name.   Hebrews 13:15

If the God of all mercy could come to earth, die, go to Hell, and suffer the penalty for all our sins, what an incredibly small thing it is for us to return praise.  There is a song I love that expresses our praise…Worthy of Worship; it was played for the offertory:

Worthy of worship, worthy of praise,

Worthy of honor and glory;

Worthy of all the glad songs we can sing,

Worthy of all of the offerings we bring.

You are worthy, Father, Creator.

You are worthy, Savior, Sustainer.

You are worthy, worthy and wonderful;

Worthy of worship and praise.

A test:  What are you going to DO about what you have experienced here today? 

    Will there be any difference about the way you spend this week? 

Paul Rees said, if you can leave your church on Sunday with no feeling of discomfort, of conviction, of brokenness, of challenge, then for you the hour of worship has not been as dangerous as it should have been.

Richard Foster said, if worship does not change us, it has not been worship.

·      Are you challenged to live in worship this week? 

·      Are you different because you've been here? 

·      What will you do in response to the mercy of a holy, majestic, unique God?

In the name of the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit; Let the church say “Amen”!

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[i] All Scripture quoted is from The New Living Translation (unless otherwise stated)  Title Image:  Pixabay.com
[ii] The Holman Bible Dictionary,  Trent C. Butler, Gen Ed.,  (Nashville, Holman Bible Publishers, 1991), 1421
[iii] Moody Monthly,  (March 1993), 32
[iv] Adrian Rogers, Our Worship: The Church in the 21st Century, (1992, SBC Pastor’s Conference), message Prestonwood Baptist Church
[v] 2 Corinthians 12:4-5