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Tuesday, January 12, 2021

Grounded - Part 2

 

Tuesday, January 12, 2021

I am suffering and in pain.  Rescue me, O God, by your saving power.  Then I will praise God’s name with singing, and I will honor him with thanksgiving.  For this will please the Lord more than sacrificing cattle, more than presenting a bull with its horns and hooves.  The humble will see their God at work and be glad.  Let all who seek God’s help be encouraged.  For the Lord hears the cries of the needy; he does not despise his imprisoned people.  Praise him, O heaven and earth, the seas and all that move in them.  For God will save Jerusalem and rebuild the towns of Judah.  His people will live there and settle in their own land.  The descendants of those who obey him will inherit the land, and those who love him will live there in safety.      Psalm 69:29-36

Yesterday’s prayer of King David (O God, you know how foolish I am…) claims his personal responsibility for the depths to which his relationship with God had fallen.   This was no blaming of God or anyone else; he accepts the full weight of his sin. 

I saw in that a good bit of identification with the beleaguered president of our nation; not confession (that’s not his public kind of response to trouble), but rather the reality that, like David, the president’s muddle is a mixture of the nature of being at the center seat of power – much of it is self-inflicted because of choices made. 

While yesterday’s devotion ended with a call that we pray for Mr. Biden as he takes over on January 20th it in no way diminishes (for me) the level of prayer I offer for the outgoing president.  The Scriptures we read today are the result of King David’s confession, which resulted in God’s forgiveness and restoration of the land.  This is what I pray for Donald Trump and all the leaders of our nation – that a revival of trusting in God, marked by humility and confession, fuel a blessing of righteousness. 

It is not too late for Mr. Trump to do the most important work of the past four years of his administration, and even of his entire life – that to which we’re all called, to bow before Heaven’s throne as King David did.  The apostle Paul unveiled for the believers at Rome what the result is for all who do that:

If you openly declare that Jesus is Lord and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved.  For it is by believing in your heart that you are made right with God, and it is by openly declaring your faith that you are saved.  Romans 10:9-10

Salvation is of a personal nature, and it is my heartfelt prayer that Donald Trump has, or will, commit his life to Christ.  It is not for me to judge what God alone can.  But a good dose of humility in plain sight would be a welcome medicine for the anger and division existing in this country.

For You Today

Whether you’re a card-carrying Democrat, Republican, or any other party affiliation, or no party affiliation, this isn’t about politics; this is about praying for the troubled nation in which we live, and the souls of our leaders. 

It’s much like the proverb about speaking-up…it only takes a bit of silence for evil to prevail.  In this case, the speaking-up is in the direction of God’s throne room. 

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 noted, Scripture quoted from The New Living Translation©

For other posts on this text see When Your Choice is the Lesser of Evils and Whom Do You Trust?      



 

Sunday, July 26, 2020

Two Doors

 

A gentle answer deflects anger, but harsh words make tempers flare.  Proverbs 15:1

--- The Word of God for us, the People of God ---
Jacob and Esau (for me) are two names that, once said, immediately raise the thought, Oh, I know that story[1].  There’s the deception of their father, Isaac, who is nearly blind and cannot recognize the younger son who is impersonating the eldest, the one entitled to the birthright and double blessing.  Jacob steals both and must leave town because his brother is madder than a hornet’s nest.  So Jacob the trickster sneaks out of town in the middle of the night and runs to his Uncle Laban’s place, spends the next 20 years there manipulating his way into getting rich. 
In time, Jacob meets his cousin, Rachel, and wants to marry her, but she has an older unmarried sister, Leah, who isn’t exactly the prom queen.  Laban agrees to the match, but on the wedding day, he switches the brides; Jacob gets a veiled Leah to marry.  After the wedding Jacob discovers this, and now his Uncle, who is now also his father-in-law, turns the table on the trickster and makes him agree to work for him another 7 years to have the right to marry Rachel. 
Jacob learned a lesson from Laban that he desperately needed:

Those who live by deception eventually get deceived.

So, Jacob has worked twenty years, gotten married twice, and then God instructs him to leave town again, go back home.  Once again Jacob leaves town in the middle of the night because this time his cousins are angry over the way Jacob was getting rich right under their noses, while he’s supposed to be working for Laban. 
Having made just about everyone in the family mad at him at some point, Jacob is a man without a family to call home.  He’s headed back to where he used to call home, but has no idea if Esau is still ticked at him.  The night before crossing the last river (Jabbok), Jacob realizes he’s at the point of no return.  Messengers tell him his brother, Esau, has heard of Jacob’s return, and now, accompanied by 400 men, Esau is coming Jacob’s way to meet his deceiving little brother.  With nowhere else to turn, Jacob lays down his head to try to sleep, and is confronted by an angel of God. 
A wrestling match ensues, lasting until just about daybreak.  The angel tells Jacob to let go, or he would die with the breaking of dawn.  Jacob, now fully past the point of depending on his own wiles and wits, decides to let God be the boss.  He refused to let the angel go until he received the blessing.  That blessing came in the form of two doors. 
This story of two brothers has to do with the two doors we all face.  The back story telling us how, and why, the brothers parted is door #1, anger. 
Then they both spent the next 20 years without seeing each other.  Jacob was busy getting rich, and Esau had time to cool off.  That is like the space between the anger door, and the second door marked reconciliation. 
Both brothers had walked through door #1 steeped in anger in the early part of life, then languished in the unknown space leading up to the reunion.  When confronted with each other after being apart for 20 years, and being faced with door #2, they had to make a decision what was going to govern the end chapters of their life; would they stay controlled by anger, or swallow deeply and reconcile. 
It turned out that both Esau and Jacob wanted reconciliation.  They just weren’t sure about the other until the moment they faced each other.  This fact, that they wanted to be brothers again, never occurred to me in all the times I’d read their story. 
I always knew Jacob didn’t want to die, and so he was somewhat forced to face Esau and the anger he’d escaped 20 years prior.  Being confronted by a Mixed Martial Arts black belt angel, and the throbbing pain of a dislocated hip joint, Jacob got his head handed to him, so he hedged his bets and sent a gift ahead to buy Esau’s favor.  And I figured when Esau heard Jacob was headed his way, he probably wasn’t sure what was on his mind, so he gathered up 400 of his closest friends to accompany him, just in case Jacob didn’t come to shake hands.
Seeing the brother who had sworn to kill him, but now embraced him and kissed him, was as welcome to Jacob as a breath of air to a drowning man, compared to what that wrestling angel could have done to him.  It became clear to Jacob his family meant more to him than all the riches he’d earned the previous twenty years.
For Esau, we’re left wondering exactly what changed his mind about killing Jacob.  But we do see the smile on his face in meeting his long, lost, slinky brother, Jacob.    It was a genuine, heartfelt welcome Esau gave to Jacob; the younger brother said, seeing your friendly smile is like seeing the face of God.
We have a story of two brothers who hadn’t seen each other for twenty years, who had parted company angry and fearful, and now were confronted with what to do with each other…would it be a fight to the death? 
Which door pray tell!
A couple of observations about what had to give way for there to be reconciliation between Esau and Jacob:

          1.   Esau had the easier path

Esau was the eldest of the brothers, and it was Jacob’s deception (on more than one occasion) that had wronged his brother.  Everything about fairness and balance tells us Esau’s anger was somewhat justified.  Except for wanting to murder his brother…that is never acceptable.
But, 20 years is a long time, and Esau somehow had managed to let go of the animus toward his brother.  He may have forgiven Jacob in absentia, or because he never saw him, even for family holidays, his anger just cooled off.  However, it was certain something caused a change in Esau, because he was ready to accept his brother back, even though Jacob had stolen his birthright and blessing.

          2.   Jacob had the harder task

Coming to the place of confession that you were wrong is one of the most difficult changes in human experience.  That was exactly the place Jacob was headed for the night before he was going to cross the River Jabbok. 
I believe God engineered the whole scenario to push Jacob into that corner of decision-making; he needed that wrestling match with the angel to come face to face with his character, and, more importantly, face his disobedience to God.  As stubborn, manipulative, deceptive, and self-centered as Jacob was, it was going to take a lot of travail in rolling around in the dust on the riverbank, and a dislocated hip to convince Jacob to admit he owed Esau an apology.
That’s common in many areas of human interactions.  So many relationships go sour because of stubbornness and pride that just will not admit to being wrong.  Many people refuse to accept Christ and become part of a church, because that means confessing sins, and admitting they’ve been out of place where God’s holiness is concerned.  Nobody does that without some strong convincing by the Holy Spirit to put aside pride and stubbornness.  Some (perhaps many) manage to fight off God’s offer of forgiveness and eternal life, but I’d hardly call that a victory. 

Did Jacob REALLY change?

I think so – in at least 3 ways:
          ·       He went from TAKER to GIVER
Jacob sent a fortune ahead of him as a gift to his brother.
          ·       He went from SNEAK to SERVANT
When Jacob met Esau he didn’t say a word at first, he bowed in the dust to him 7 times, a custom in the Middle East at that time, but the self-centered, win-at-any-cost, in-any-way Jacob was long gone.  He called himself the servant of his brother, and called his Esau my lord, and my brother.
          ·       He went from EVIL to GODLY
By bowing, and respectfully placing himself below Esau, Jacob elevated the need to make things right for his deception of the past.  He put aside any concern for his own safety or needs.  He had learned the lesson of wrestling with God’s angel – you don’t let go until the blessing comes.  In this case, Jacob didn’t let go of the humility he’d learned until Esau ran to embrace him and accept him…they reconciled…brothers once more.

So, what does this mean for the 21st Century?

We have something of an Esau and Jacob boiling anger pot today.  Just a few examples:
·       The Traditionalist brothers and sisters in the Methodist tribe could certainly be Esau, upset with the actions of the young, upstart Progressive Jacob siblings.  There has been an informal separation for many years, and the pot is once again at boiling temperature. 
·       Esau and Jacob have their counterparts in the racism, threats, riots, violence, and protests that fill our land.  And the hotter it gets in July, the greater the temperature in the boiling pot. 
·       There is even division over whether COVID-19 deserves our discomfort of wearing masks.  We have Jacob freewheelers concerned only for themselves, and Esau cautionaries, not wanting anyone to breathe.
Some people today, perhaps like the 400 who went with Esau to meet Jacob’s return, may have anger in their hearts, just looking for a little payback.  Had Esau showed even a little of that, the story may have been written in Jacob’s blood. 
In just the same way there are those today who are not serious about reconciliation, or doing heart-justice; for them, it’s all about payback for ancient wrongs, and seizing any rope to lynch even a bystander to prove a point. 
There’s no reconciliation in some people’s hearts.  And they are as far from being in tune with God as a twenty-year-old snowball in Hell.
And that’s the whole point.  Whether you’re Esau or Jacob in the story – the one who was wronged, or the abuser, both men came with reconciliation in the heart.  That is a rarity in today’s I want MY RIGHTS culture!
In the unrest and violence we see today across generations, sexuality, gender issues, all the rules, legalities, ordinances, and power stands will never change a thing.  The battle began in the heart, just like it did when Cain got overcome with anger towards his brother Abel. 
The battle for getting people to live in harmony was never about the laws of the land, it’s always been about hate in the heart.
When life gets rough you can get angry or you can get reconciled…but it is much like the choice between walking through two doors…you just can’t do both.
Our Lord, Jesus, Christ said:

“No one can serve two masters.  For you will hate one and love the other; you will be devoted to one and despise the other.  You cannot serve God and be enslaved to money.  Matthew 6:24

Jesus said that about love of money, but it’s just as true about loving the hatred we hold in our hearts.

Our Prayer

Father God, you’ve made it clear to us in so many ways that anger and violence will have offspring…and none of it is ever pretty.  Lord, where we prone to be ‘young Esau’, ready to kill our brother when the opportunity comes, help us to remember your cross, and that we’re already guilty of murdering Heaven’s Prince.  And where we would be ‘young Jacob’, deceitful, taking what we can get, showing no respect for others, help us to remember we’re already guilty of standing silent while the crowd yells ‘crucify’.

In all things, and at all times, help us to keep our lives rooted, grounded, and operating in Your love, sensitive to Your Spirit, and ready to run from the anger door, straight to the door of reconciliation.

For the glory, honor, and praise to which You alone are worthy, o Lord, we pray in the Name of the Son, cooperating with the Spirit, to honor and exalt the Majesty of the Father. 


Let it be so in each of our lives…Amen!

Title Image:  Pixabay.com  Unless noted, Scripture quoted from The New Living Translation  Matthew 10:24-39©
Image of Jacob and God's Angel wrestling via Wikimedia Commons

[1] You can read the story of Jacob and Esau’s Reunion in Genesis 33:1-17

Wednesday, June 3, 2020

Violence in the Land - Part 2

 
Wednesday, June 3, 2020

The captain went with his Temple guards and arrested the apostles, but without violence, for they were afraid the people would stone them.  Then they brought the apostles before the high council, where the high priest confronted them.  “We gave you strict orders never again to teach in this man’s name!” he said.  “Instead, you have filled all Jerusalem with your teaching about him, and you want to make us responsible for his death!”  But Peter and the apostles replied, “We must obey God rather than any human authority.  Acts 5:26-29They called in the apostles and had them flogged.  Then they ordered them never again to speak in the name of Jesus, and they let them go.  The apostles left the high council rejoicing that God had counted them worthy to suffer disgrace for the name of Jesus.  And every day, in the Temple and from house to house, they continued to teach and preach this message:  “Jesus is the Messiah.”  Acts 5:40b-42

As the disciples are busy going about doing what Jesus had given them to do, spread the Good News of resurrection, salvation, and God’s great love, the ruling elders in Jerusalem are plotting.  They come off as Wile E. Coyote chasing after the Road Runner, constantly pursuing after Peter and the others, but never quite able to get a firm grip, or hold them in prison for long.  Court appearances, flogging, warnings, and political wranglings all come to nothing.  The very thing they tried to prevent (the disciples getting their message out about Jesus) is how this chapter ends…with the apostles teaching and preaching every day in the Temple and from house to house.  Beep, Beep!
There are some things that, despite man’s best efforts, are just not going to stop or be controlled in any way; tsunamis are that kind of thing, along with climate shifts, hurricanes and, especially, a movement orchestrated by the Spirit of God. 
Often in the Scriptures we see God moving at a time when God has picked.  Moses had that discussion with God at the burning bush; God had chosen that moment, and that man, to set God’s chosen free.  Pharoah found out how unwise it was to fight against the hand of Yahweh.  It cost him the life of his own firstborn son, as well as his entire army drowned in the Red Sea[1].  Earlier, another leader, Nimrod decided he wanted to be god over this earth, so he constructed a tower to declare his strength against all who would dispute him.  His tower came down in a crumbling mess because God decided otherwise.
I see the same kind of extraordinary thing happening currently in our land.  There are those who are trying desperately to hold onto the evil of past ways; specifically the notion that we are somehow different from each other.  It’s easy to see how that idea perpetuates itself, with different bone structures, skin colors, or facial appearance.  But, underneath, as we said yesterday, we are all siblings, offspring of Adam and Eve (or Lucy for you diehard evolutionists).   Our DNA may be distinct, alerting us to our individuality, but it is also the link that charts our connectedness, all the way back to our Creator.
Cutting to the chase…the event in Minneapolis that took George Floyd’s life and put Derek Chauvin behind bars, was another stain on the DNA of all of us.  And God is watching.  We should remember that when God sent Moses to set his people free, it was in response to 400 years of oppression.  It turned Egypt’s apple cart on its ear. 
America has made great progress, outlawing slavery in the 19th century, standing for freedom around the world, and fiercely protecting human rights.  We have moved quantum-leapwise in the last decade, moving forward to electing an African American man president twice.  However, the seed of oppression still raises sprouts in the culture of 2020.  We have not quite divested ourselves of oppression in the dark places of the spirit, the place where only God can see, but is the place where it counts the most.  Every soul, no matter it’s outward appearance, or actions is created in the image of God; Derek Chauvin and George Floyd included.  And, on the other hand, there is still a frightening bit of Pharisee in us all. 
Progress, yes…victory…not quite. 
Let’s Pray Together:

Father, save us from our fear of each other.  As we trust in You, surrender to Your will, and listen for the soft sounds of sandled feet, help us to heed what you say to us deep down, and take off our soiled inner garments.  Let us be cleansed of madness.

For You Today
It does little to keep this to yourself.  It’s time to enter the discussion about what we can do…and even past time to do it.
You chew on that as you hit the Rocky Road today.  Have a blessed day!
Title Image:  Pixabay.com  Unless noted, Scripture quoted from The New Living Translation©
For another post on Racism see When Evil Speaks and When Saying Nothing Isn't an Option


[1] Read the entire story in Exodus 3-15

Tuesday, June 2, 2020

Violence in the Land

 
Tuesday, June 2, 2020

The Lord examines both the righteous and the wicked.  He hates those who love violence.  Psalm 11:5

The death of George Floyd while in the custody of policeman Derek Chauvin ignited a countrywide firestorm of protests, some erupting into rioting, looting, and injury.  The flood of blaming from both sides of another polarizing event is deafening!  Some law enforcement camps are circling the wagons.  Outraged citizens are calling for heads to roll.  Politicians are pandering, news-cycle junkies and pundits are both working the talking points to death.  Meanwhile, the now-fired former police officer is sitting in a maximum security cell, charged with 3rd degree murder, and manslaughter, with a first-appearance to answer the charges scheduled next week.   
It is entirely understandable that a community backlash would/should follow such an horrific end to a man’s life.  Moral legal action is demanded to sort out not only what happened, but to seek justice when a law enforcement official (with 3 backup officers on the scene) chooses to exert force, apparently sufficient to kill, particularly when the apprehended man is secured and begging for mercy.  Society that quietly looks the other way from such brutality is hideously inhumane.
From a personal viewpoint, I cannot get my mind to move past the thought that, for George Floyd and Derek Chauvin, this was a family matter; they were brothers.   That statement alone is liable to get me a dozen or more are you crazy responses, so let me explain.  Scripture tells us we come from a common ancestor, named Eve.  Even for the less Biblically-based among us, current science proclaims her name was Lucy, or L.U.C.A., (Last Universal Common Ancestor).[1]  That ultimately means George Floyd and Derek Chauvin are of the same family, which makes them both part of the same race, human!  This was a family matter…even if neither of them knew it!
It’s important to note that the very first murder recorded in Scripture is perpetrated by the first human to be born on earth (God had put Cain’s parents together by hand; they never saw the inside of a neo-natal unit).  Cain and Abel were instructed what kind of offering to bring to give thanks to God for their lives.  Abel listened and was obedient, Cain didn’t and wasn’t[2].  When God called him on his poor choice, Cain got ticked, and since he knew he couldn’t wrestle with God and come out on top, he took his anger out on his brother with a rock to the head.  And brothers have been using rocks, clubs, guns, spears, swords and smart bombs to carry on the family tradition ever since!  That is bad enough; but, enter the rioters and looters.  In a kind of Cain profile some are just drawn by the lure of the mob.  Somehow it is a safe place to take revenge for injustice.  And people do love a safe place from which to proclaim (self) righteously their anger.  And, if being anonymous in a mob, you can get away with smashing a store window, you might as well take that 72” smart TV home too.  We have a word to describe that…cowardice!
In the end we all play Cain’s card – it’s somebody else’s fault.  After all, Cain learned it best from his and his brother’s parents.  When they sinned, God demanded an accounting; here’s how that played out:

Then the Lord God called to the man, “Where are you?”  He replied, “I heard you walking in the garden, so I hid.  I was afraid because I was naked.”  “Who told you that you were naked?” the Lord God asked.  “Have you eaten from the tree whose fruit I commanded you not to eat?”  The man replied, “It was the woman you gave me who gave me the fruit, and I ate it.”  Then the Lord God asked the woman, “What have you done?”  “The serpent deceived me,” she replied. “That’s why I ate it.”  Genesis 3:9-13

Deflect, blame someone else, hide, don’t show your face.  It’s the blame game.  Only, in the case of George Floyd, it wasn’t much of a game.
Let’s Pray Together:

Father, our hearts and souls are pierced once again at the madness of violence we have in our land.  There seems to be no end of anger and fingers pointing at each other; we play the blame game with amazing and continually increasing disastrous effects.  And then we go to church on Sunday to worship the goodness of the Prince of Peace.  You cannot be pleased with your children and our unfaithful, brutal ways.  May our hearts be pierced with your love; may it extend to our brothers.

For You Today
Brutality & revenge; when have two wrongs EVER made right?
You chew on that as you hit the Rocky Road today.  Have a blessed day!

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Title Image:  Pixabay.com  Unless noted, Scripture quoted from The New Living Translation©
For another post on Psalm 11:5 see The Examined Life and Collapsed Foundations


[1] Meet LUCA, the Ancestor of All Living Things, New York Times article

Friday, August 18, 2017

alt-Center

Friday, August 18, 2017
Never pay back evil with more evil…Don’t let evil conquer you, but conquer evil by doing good.  Romans 12:17, 21(NLT)
Our Shih-Tzu, Wellington the Wonder dog takes out his hostility on his toys.  Whenever he is frustrated, or if we have missed his feeding time by 18 seconds, the little monster heads for the toy box and throws them everywhere.  He will grab one, shake it and hurl it like an Olympic javelin champion.  His toys end up all over the room, and he just won’t put them away when his “fit” is done.  Picking up the toys is what his slaves (Mrs. Preacher and I) must do. 
What Wellie does after the carnage is done is rest his weary body. 
Anger does that to all of God’s creatures; it wears us out!  And with due respect to all that is holy and right, it doesn’t make a whole lot of difference which side of an argument you choose; anger is going to wear you out. 
In this country we have watched anger and its expressions of violence break out like volcanic explosions.  In Charlottesville this past week the (so-called) alt-Right ultra conservatives, neo-Nazis and white supremacists came face to face with the (so-called) alt-Left, anti-fascist liberals[2]; the clash of these groups’ anger resulted in three dead and 20 more injured, and un-ending news coverage and political wrangling.
I will not presume to hold-forth a solution to the woes of a nation divided as we are; I’m not that clever (or that stupid).  This is as complex as it gets.  
This morning I would simply offer a comment on the nature of how our culture’s mood has (and is) missing the mark by a wide margin.  Scripture shows us alt-Good and its evil twin alt-Evil.
David’s Psalm suggested an alt-good national mood:
How wonderful and pleasant it is when brothers live together in harmony!  Psalm 133:1(NLT)
Paul’s statement on human nature reveals the alt-Evil fly in harmony’s ointment:
And “don’t sin by letting anger control you.”  Ephesians 4:26a(NLT)
When anger enters the picture the body count grows.  All you have to do is look at Wellie’s toys to figure that out!  Our national sin is the anger, vitriol, and violence thrown at each other like water on a grease fire; it won’t cease raging…ever!  And with that image comes a cry for some kind of hope…how can we put out the fires of our discontent? 
There is no easy answer to that…certainly not in a three minute devotional thought.  But there is a direction today’s scripture from Genesis suggests:
Joseph named his second son Ephraim, for he said, “God has made me fruitful in this land of my grief.”  Genesis 41:52(NLT)
Joseph was ripped violently from his homeland, sold into slavery by his brothers, falsely accused by his owner’s wife of rape, betrayed by people he’d helped, and yet remained without anger.  He named his son Ephraim – fruitfulness in grief.  This is much like Paul’s statement to the church at Philippi: 
…for I have learned how to be content with whatever I have.  Philippians 4:11(NLT)
In the worst and best circumstances of his life Joseph celebrated being useful in the conditions life threw at him. 
And now look to the best example; in the midst of extreme hatred and undeserved evil, there was One who gave his life on a cross to make a way of reconciliation with God for those who despised him most.

For You Today

We all need to remember, and spread the word, that anger never resolves injustice; rather it clouds the issue at best, and, at worst, results in the carnage of retaliation, blood, and death.
You chew on that as you hit the Rocky Road…have a blessed day!



[1] Title Image: Courtesy Pixabay.com & Russell Brownworth (own work)
[2] For definitions of alt-Right & alt-Left see NY Times article