Showing posts with label New things. Show all posts
Showing posts with label New things. Show all posts

Friday, October 27, 2023

When God Plants a Vineyard

Friday, October 27, 2023

I will lead blind Israel down a new path, guiding them along an unfamiliar way.  I will brighten the darkness before them and smooth out the road ahead of them.  Yes, I will indeed do these things; I will not forsake them.  Isaiah 42:16

In 1981 Elizabeth and I stood in a chapel service at seminary, along with 1,200 other students and faculty.  The preacher had extended a call to follow Christ in mission without reserve – no matter where it was God wanted us to go, and despite whatever conditions we would encounter.  Even the song we sang was Wherever He Leads, I’ll Go.  We responded to that call, promising to do just that!

Now, it’s great to have a mountaintop experience when you’re headed for the valley; it helps you remember and hold-onto what (and Who) your focus should be.  At that time, our vision of serving Christ as a pastoral family was kind of a Norman Rockwell painting – a snapshot, frozen in time, with pastor, wife and three kids.  Thirty years later we were supposed to still be in the same location, having developed loving relationships with the same people in the same town.  Those plans were  MY plans!  In our naivety, however, we never imagined that the plans and pathway of ministry could change so dramatically and so often!

Fast forward forty-two years, eleven churches, nine grandchildren, and four great-grandchildren….Elizabeth and I are just a few months into full retirement, having completed another first (and only) year with a new church family.  For the last four decades we’ve lived finding out how life turns on a dime!  There have been moments when we felt like the tree in the picture…uprooted, laid-down to rot.  But in those times, as we waited for God to make sense for us out of challenging and changing circumstances, new growth was always the result!

The Lord has led us into different (and unexpected) places, but His Word has never varied, His promises always faithfully-true, and we have been blessed more than if our plans had been followed to the letter.  Truth be told, I’m glad God used His plans instead of mine.

I planned to continue writing this devotional in retirement until God offered a new path on which to grow and serve.  I believe that time is here, and it is time for that new path.  So, to be obedient to our original promise to follow wherever He leads, for us future ministry will be focused in two ways:

1.    Helping in the local church where Elizabeth and I worship

2.    Taking the lessons I’ve learned (and sometimes just survived as they unfolded)…and forming them into some pages that will (hopefully) be an encouragement for pastors who are just starting-out, or looking to refocus for the next season. 

In Isaiah’s words, I feel like blind Israel with God taking me by the hand to show me a new pathway.  But that is the exciting nature of being a follower of Jesus Christ in a changing universe.  Like the tree in the picture, it looks like it is over, done…totally-finished.  But God specializes in bringing new life where death thought it was going to be in charge.  When God plants a vineyard there’s going to be fruit!

For You Today 

If you’re new to Rocky Road, or if you’ve been there since May 7, 2013, when it started, thank you for your interest, prayers, and encouragement to me along the way.  May God bless you to be a fruitful blessing to others is our prayer.

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

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There are about 2,600 devotional posts and 400 sermons in the Rocky Road library.

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Thursday, March 9, 2023

My Old Lenten-Appropriate Shirt

Thursday, March 9, 2023

For I am about to do something new.  See, I have already begun!  Do you not see it?  I will make a pathway through the wilderness.  I will create rivers in the dry wasteland.  Isaiah 43:19

Our missional group in South Davidson County cooperates to provide midweek Lenten services and lunch for the community.  It’s a small town, so most everyone knows everyone.  It’s a relaxed, joyful lunch hour of worship, soup, and sandwiches before heading back to work, or whatever you do with your day.

Since this is my first year in the community I wasn’t sure what to expect, but I’d been told it was quite informal.  While I was getting dressed for the first service of the season three weeks ago, I pulled out my old Lenten-appropriate shirt, quite the liturgical purple!  My bride walked past me and questioned my sanity.  You’re not wearing THAT are you?  I immediately thought:  Fashion police have arrived. 

What followed was a brief discussion…well, it was more of a one-sided sermon from the pew…about not wearing a twenty-year-old rumpled, faded, and threadbare shirt to a worship service.  I began to protest; I wasn’t leading this service, so I didn’t need to get all formal.  But after taking a closer look at my old favorite Lenten shirt, I decided the fashion cop could probably get a conviction if the thing went to trial.  I upgraded my wardrobe choice with a deep sigh.

It was one of those moments when you realize you’ve become your father.  If my Dad liked a shirt, he wore it…often.  And when Mom did the laundry, the first thing Dad would hunt for in the pile of clean stuff was that shirt.  I guess my father understood the old saying:  If it ain’t broke…!

Understanding that we humans become comfortable with our surroundings is a necessary thing.  We lived on the North side of Jacksonville, Florida in the 1990’s.  Just across the river was a paper mill.  Whenever the wind changed, you knew there was a paper mill close-by.  The old story my friend Rodney used to tell about that mill was about a family of skunks moving from Georgia to Florida.  As they were crossing the bridge one of the little baby skunks asked:  Mama…oh, Mama, what IS that SMELL?  The mama skunk said:  I’m not really sure, darlin’, but we got to get us some o’ that!

In our daily lives the routines, familiar surroundings, and possessions can become our lives.  It’s a way of reliving the past, and being relieved of the thought of facing the future.  Wearing my old, comfortable, Lenten-appropriate shirt, may have been a connection for me with bygone meaningful moments spent in Lent’s confession, forgiveness, and spiritual growth.  But, without that history, to others it just looks like an old man in a faded and tattered purple shirt.

For You Today 

If you’ve got some old garments you favor, or habits, or thoughts, or anything else that cling to you, like barnacles cling to the bottom of a boat, you may be carrying a little too much weight for this journey.  Remember, you’re not home yet…so remember to travel light…let Jesus have your full attention.  He specializes in doing new stuff!

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

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There are about 2,500 devotional posts and 400 sermons in the Rocky Road Devotions library.  To dig deeper explore some of these:  New Creation  or  Trapped!       

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Friday, November 8, 2019

Sometimes It's Hard to Sing a New Song

Monday, November 11, 2019

Sing a new song to the Lord, for he has done wonderful deeds.  His right hand has won a mighty victory; his holy arm has shown his saving power!  The Lord has announced his victory and has revealed his righteousness to every nation!  He has remembered his promise to love and be faithful to Israel.  The ends of the earth have seen the victory of our God.  Shout to the Lord, all the earth; break out in praise and sing for joy!  Sing your praise to the Lord with the harp, with the harp and melodious song, with trumpets and the sound of the ram’s horn.  Make a joyful symphony before the Lord, the King!  Let the sea and everything in it shout his praise!  Let the earth and all living things join in.  Let the rivers clap their hands in glee!  Let the hills sing out their songs of joy before the Lord, for he is coming to judge the earth.  He will judge the world with justice, and the nations with fairness. Psalm 98:1-9

If you’re suffering through physical or emotional pain from the middle of a great loss, it’s difficult to even entertain the notion that rejoicing and singing a new song is possible.  And if you’re a Christian believer, a follower of Jesus Christ, the guilt of feeling that way becomes an additional burden.  What’s a sufferer to do?
New things are big things, aren’t they?  Just in my lifetime the advent of computers, man stepping on the surface of the moon, civil unrest leading to civil rights (think Obama), communications jumping from a 5” screen to 90” (with color, no less), and now a president who is at odds with everybody, and an oversight committee blinded to anything that doesn’t lead to impeachment.  Against that backdrop the Psalmist is telling me to sing a new song, shout loud praises, and celebrate righteous judgment with the whole creation. 
There’s a word for that….WHAT?
I believe Israel’s prophets and Jesus’ apostles might have wondered about that word.  Consider the circumstances of those who devoted themselves to God most excellently:
Old Testament prophets:
     ·      Joel and Amos were clubbed to death with sticks
     ·      Micah was executed by Israel’s King Joram
     ·      Habakkuk was stoned to death
     ·      Ezekiel and Zechariah were killed with swords
     ·      Isaiah was put to death with a saw blade; they cut him in two.
New Testament apostles:
     ·      Peter and Andrew were crucified
     ·      Matthias was stabbed to death by a crowd
     ·      James the less was clubbed and stoned
     ·      Paul was beheaded
     ·      Only John (of the original 12) died of natural causes, but only after he lived in exile working in the coal mines of Patmos
In Scripture we are often reminded that the “just” (those who trust Christ) live their lives in faith, not by what they can see, hold, or spend.  Singing a new song, or rejoicing in what you can’t see, is seeing with God’s eyes.  It is seeing through the pain and anguish life sometimes brings, trusting in God’s ultimate goodness and purpose.
None of the patriarchs, prophets, or apostles lived to see the fulfillment of God’s promises.  Come to think of it, neither have any of us. 
Jeremiah preached from a pit.  Paul spent his last years in prison.  John breathed coal dust until he was 90.  Isaiah watched as they brought the two man saw across his belly.  And countless Christians huddled in a frightened chaos as Roman soldiers opened the gates that meant the hungry lions were on the way.  Sing a new song?  Yup; that’s exactly what the Christians did when the lions were let loose…they went to heaven with a song of praise on their lips.
For You Today
Sometimes it’s hard to sing a new song; sing anyway.
You chew on that as you hit the Rocky Road; have a blessed day!

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