java soaked theological philosophy and associated blather from a spiritual nomad

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I am a man with a great love for my Lord, the church and her members, and for coffee, strong and black.
I also have a great love for writing.
Everything I say here is my own opinion. Why in the world would I hold someone else's opinion?

Thursday, June 30, 2011

my wife is so fine

Didn’t the Lord make you one with your wife? In body and spirit you are his.[a] And what does he want? Godly children from your union. So guard your heart; remain loyal to the wife of your youth. (Malachi 2:15)
My wife is so fine. She has stayed with me through all of the problems of our life together. She has never failed to love me and support me. There have been atrocities committed against her in the name of God that she has borne patiently and lovingly.

She has been behind me all the time I have been a pastor, and really, when it comes down to it, all the time we have been married.

I have never been able to give her the things I wanted to, yet she has remained loyal and faithful to me. Even when I had problems, she stayed by me. Even when the problems were caused by me, she has remained my love.

She has been with me since she was a cute little teenager until now when she is a mature woman. she has given me all her life and all her love. She has followed me all over the United States and lived wherever I lived. And wherever she was, was home.

I love her in a way that is hard to explain. And I will love her until I die.

She has problems now that she has troubles dealing with. Her MS and her pain are with her all the time. So I now take care of her.

She waited on me hand and foot when we were young and I accepted it as some kind of divine right. Now I wait on her and help her in whatever way I can.

I love her. And I can imagine loving no other.

She in mine and I am hers. And that is how it should be. How could I love any other.

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Daily Java:
But as for me, I know that my Redeemer lives,
      and he will stand upon the earth at last.
And after my body has decayed,
      yet in my body I will see God![c]
I will see him for myself.
      Yes, I will see him with my own eyes.
      I am overwhelmed at the thought! (Job 19:25)
In the midst of problems and difficulties, you know that God is there and is real. Sometimes it is hard to see him or feel him, but you have to know that, if he is real, he has to be there.

The alternative is too bleak to consider. A life without God in control is useless and one that would be too bad to live. If you believe that God is in control, you know he has a plan for what is happening.

It may not be pleasant right now, or what you want, but, at the same time, God is doing something in your life, preparing you for what is coming.

The old song says, “If you can’t see his hand, trust his heart.” Know that he is there even when you cannot see him.

You serve a mighty risen Savior, the King of the universe, God Almighty. And he will not let you down.

Praise the name of the Lord.

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

where are you, God?

My God, my God, why have you abandoned me?
      Why are you so far away when I groan for help?
Every day I call to you, my God, but you do not answer.
      Every night you hear my voice, but I find no relief.
Yet you are holy,
      enthroned on the praises of Israel. (Psalm 22:1-3)
Things happen to you and people say where is your God now? And you have to say, I do not know.

The psalmist felt this in his cry to God. Stuff is happening that is bad, that hurts not only me but my whole family. Where are you? Why is this happening? Where are the promises you made to me so long ago? Where are you?

Jesus felt it, too, on the cross when he cried out to God, Why have you abandoned me? even though he knew the reason for it all, he felt so keenly the absence of God in his life. His human side screamed, Wait! I didn’t know it would be like this! His divine side said, Your will be done.

But the human side felt it. God was nowhere around. He was not there.

The psalmist felt the same way. Where is God? Where are you? I need you and you are far away. I call on you every day and you never hear.

David was obviously going through some tough times and he needed God and God was not there for him. He was there for God, but God was not there for hi.

Job was the same. He needed God, but God was passively watching, along with the Devil, to see how Job was going to do in trouble. God knew, of course, but he wanted satan to see it.

But in the meantime, Job was hurting on a level that it is hard to understand. He had lost everything for no good reason. His wife was hurting too, and saw his pain, and all she could think to do was encourage him to go ahead and curse God and get it over with.

Where is God? Where was he when David cried out? Where was he when Jesus cried out? Where was he when Job cried out? Where is he when I cry out?

I am not in the same spiritual league as David, Jesus and Job. I know that. But if he knows each of us enough to count the hairs on our heads (Luke 12:7), then he knows what we need. And he could answer us.

So what is the point of standing around watching us and knowing we need him so badly? Why wait? Why not keep the promises he made in our lives so long ago?

In Jeremiah 29:11, he says: For I know the plans I have for you,” says the Lord. “They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope.” When will they come? How old do I have to be before they start? Have I sinned so much, is my sin so great that he cannot work through it?

And even if it is, what about my wife? She is good on a level I could never hope to be. She is holy. And she shares the problems I have. She has to. She is trapped in my world. What about her. Did he make no plans for her? Does he not care about her.? Could he not bless her somehow and bypass me? Is the Lord of the Universe so unimaginative that he cannot figure out how to help her and leave me alone, if I am so sinful?

We need you, God. We are desperate for you, as the song says.

Yet I know that you are holy. And when I sing praises to you, I know that you are in them. I can feel your presence. You live in my praise.

But why do the other things happen and we become impoverished, we remain without a car and the means to buy one? We have food, for sure. You have blessed us with food overflowing as a result of our generosity to others with it.

But we are about to have no home in which to put the refrigerator with the food, or to have a place to feed people.

You have given me dreams of helping others. The dreams of that stupid coffeehouse that for some reason you will not allow me to let go of. The dreams of empowering young people to answer your in their music. The dreams of feeding crowds, of helping young people find you and find themselves in you. The dreams of teaching and guiding.

Were they pipe dreams? Am I really a free-lance fool who just happens to be working for you right now?

I am a lousy pastor, but I love your church. And I am a sinful man, but I love you. Why have you never allowed me to find my place? I am growing older and will soon be too old to effectively serve you. Yet I still wait.

Why? Why have you forsaken me?

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Daily Java:
There was a believer in Joppa named Tabitha (which in Greek is Dorcas). She was always doing kind things for others and helping the poor. About this time she became ill and died. Her body was washed for burial and laid in an upstairs room. But the believers had heard that Peter was nearby at Lydda, so they sent two men to beg him, “Please come as soon as possible!”  So Peter returned with them; and as soon as he arrived, they took him to the upstairs room. The room was filled with widows who were weeping and showing him the coats and other clothes Dorcas had made for them. But Peter asked them all to leave the room; then he knelt and prayed. Turning to the body he said, “Get up, Tabitha.” And she opened her eyes! When she saw Peter, she sat up! He gave her his hand and helped her up. Then he called in the widows and all the believers, and he presented her to them alive. (Acts 9:36-41)
A great tragedy had hit the church at Joppa. One of its prominent members had died. She had touched everyone in that church and had done a lot of good. She had a great talent. What was it?

She was a seamstress. She made coats for poor people.

That’s it. She wasn’t a great speaker or a rich woman who gave a lot. She didn’t write books about the grace of God or systematic theology. She just made clothes for poor people.

And she was so important to that church that an apostle came. And not just any apostle, either. It was the great Peter, leader of the Twelve.

Peter came in and the room was filled with the ones who had benefited from her generosity. And they were all weeping at the loss of such a great woman.

After everybody left, Peter told her to get up and she did. There was joy in the church. People were happy. Their seamstress was alive again.

It is easy to exalt those who are mighty speakers, great teachers, good writers, that have visible, very public talents. But there are also those in the church without whom the church would have a tough time existing. The teacher teaches, someone has to be taught. The writer writes, someone has to read.

But then there are the people that serve in smaller ways. There are those who keep the church lawn, who take food to sick people’s families, who encourage, who are generous, who show the love of Christ in a million small ways.

In Romans 12, the apostle Paul said:
In his grace, God has given us different gifts for doing certain things well. So if God has given you the ability to prophesy, speak out with as much faith as God has given you. If your gift is serving others, serve them well. If you are a teacher, teach well. If your gift is to encourage others, be encouraging. If it is giving, give generously. If God has given you leadership ability, take the responsibility seriously. And if you have a gift for showing kindness to others, do it gladly (12:6-8).
The things we do well are gifts from God, no matter how small or great they are.

Tabitha, or Dorcas as she was called in Greek, was such a person. Her gift was a combination of skill and generosity. Someone else may have paid for the cloth, but she gave the time and effort to make them.

And it made such a difference that she was singled out, from all the dead people, to be brought back to life.

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

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Daily Java:
O God, grant me these two things,
      and then I will be able to face you.
  Remove your heavy hand from me,
      and don’t terrify me with your awesome presence.
 Now summon me, and I will answer!
      Or let me speak to you, and you reply.
Tell me, what have I done wrong?
      Show me my rebellion and my sin.
Why do you turn away from me?
      Why do you treat me as your enemy?
Would you terrify a leaf blown by the wind?
      Would you chase dry straw? (Job 13:20-25 NLT)
This is exactly how you feel when things happen to you that do not seem fair.

And life will weigh you down like an anchor around your neck at times. All you want to do is defend yourself.

You say to God, you promised that you would be with your people. You point out the passages where God tells his people that all of the nations will look at them and see blessings from being in him.

You come to a point where it seems nothing else bad can happen, then something else does.

What does it mean? Does it mean that God doesn’t love you? Why is it that he cannot keep these things from happening? Are you not faithful? Are you not his child? Did he not call you?

And yet thing after thing happens until your life is a shambles.

The book of Job was written to show that sometimes things happen anyway, and are not due to something we did. Sometimes things happen.

But even though Job had all this happen to him for no good reason, he still says, But as for me, I know that my Redeemer lives, and he will stand upon the earth at last. And after my body has decayed, yet in my body I will see God! (Job 19:25-26)

No matter what happens, and there are a lot of unpleasant things happening right now in my life, he is still my God and I will always serve him.

And I know he stands.

Monday, June 27, 2011

one child born among many

About this time, a man and woman from the tribe of Levi got married. The woman became pregnant and gave birth to a son. She saw that he was a special baby and kept him hidden for three months. But when she could no longer hide him, she got a basket made of papyrus reeds and waterproofed it with tar and pitch. She put the baby in the basket and laid it among the reeds along the bank of the Nile River. The baby’s sister then stood at a distance, watching to see what would happen to him. Soon Pharaoh’s daughter came down to bathe in the river, and her attendants walked along the riverbank. When the princess saw the basket among the reeds, she sent her maid to get it for her. When the princess opened it, she saw the baby. The little boy was crying, and she felt sorry for him. “This must be one of the Hebrew children,” she said. Then the baby’s sister approached the princess. “Should I go and find one of the Hebrew women to nurse the baby for you?” she asked. “Yes, do!” the princess replied. So the girl went and called the baby’s mother. “Take this baby and nurse him for me,” the princess told the baby’s mother. “I will pay you for your help.” So the woman took her baby home and nursed him. Later, when the boy was older, his mother brought him back to Pharaoh’s daughter, who adopted him as her own son. The princess named him Moses, for she explained, “I lifted him out of the water. (Exodus 2:1-10)
Having a baby boy was illegal in Egypt. However, anyone who truly feared God wasn’t going to kill a baby simply because of its sex. So babies were hidden everywhere. And probably, baby Moses wasn’t the only child in a basket floated down the Nile.

But he was the only one found by the daughter of the Pharaoh, the supreme ruler of Egypt. And he was the only one who was raised in the Pharaoh’s household. And he was the only one who grew to manhood and was used by God to set his captive Israelites free from Egyptian slavery.

We try to make too much of stuff. One lone little basket floating down the Nile. There were probably a lot. There were a lot of Israelites and they had a lot of baby boys. It made no sense that there would just be one. And besides, the God of the universe is big enough to single out who he wants from the crowd.

We do the same with Jesus. One lone little boy born in a small stable, alone itself on the desert.

There were lots of children born that night in Bethlehem. But there was only one who was the Messiah. Isaiah told us, in Isaiah 53:2: He had no beauty or majesty to attract us to him, nothing in his appearance that we should desire him. There was nothing special to the birth of Jesus to the casual eye.

Yes, he was the anointed of God made manifest in human flesh. Yes, he was conceived by the Holy Spirit with a young virgin woman. Yes, in Christ lives all the fullness of God in a human body (Colossians 2:9).

But God never intended for people to look at the baby Jesus or the baby Moses, for that matter, as being the one who would deliver his people. At least, not until it was time.

When it was time, they boldly strode upon the stage of history and took their places as deliverers.

But until then, they were just one of many.

It is hard to see God’s will like that: working underground, incognito. But he did. Mary knew where Jesus came from, and I would imagine she didn’t tell anyone. They would have thought she was crazy. Joseph knew because of the dream, but even so, that took some faith in that dream being real.

I would imagine that Moses’ mother felt that same way, looking at her baby son, knowing that God had a plan for him and putting him into that basket.

Both babies were gifts. Moses means “a gift” in Egyptian and Jesus (or the Hebrew equivalent Joshua) means God our Deliverer. Same thing, really.

Both sent by God to deliver. But both sent as one among many at first, no different than the others until it was time to be different.

ella's talk sunday morning

Here is Ella's talk at Sunday morning assembly yesterday. She did a good job.


You have to turn the volume up, though, since we are inexperienced at recording.

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Daily Java:
Then Bildad the Shuhite replied to Job “How long will you go on like this? You sound like a blustering wind.”  (Job 8:1-2)
I am reading the book of Job in my daily Bible reading. Job had some real problems and his life was ruined through no fault of his own. When it came down to it, his problems were a result of a bet between God and satan. Satan told God that Job was only devout because God blessed him. God said, take it all away and he will still worship. And the contest was on.

Nothing that happened to Job after this was Job’s fault. Everything Job had was taken away. All he had left was his wife and three friends he could have done without.

Job’s wife was understandably upset. She saw her husband, whom she loved, broken and beaten, afflicted with boils, having taken residence on a trash heap. Her response was to go ahead and get it over with. Curse God and die. To her anything was better than this living hell.

His three friends were well-meaning, on one level, but they were also self-righteous men who, although they didn’t have the slightest idea what they were talking about, still felt compelled to give advice.

Bildad’s entry into the stupid advice pool? “If you would just listen to us, you would be able to understand. We know what is wrong and you refuse to listen.”

In his mind, as well as the minds of the other two, he had the answer, if only Job would listen. Job was wrong and they were right. It was that simple.

You come across people like this a lot. It is almost a gnostic sense of “I know what is right and if you were smart, you would listen to me.”

What did Job do when faced with these well-meaning friends who knew nothing? He ignored their advice.

Job knew what his relationship with God was. Later on, he makes the beautiful comment:  
But as for me, I know that my Redeemer lives, and he will stand upon the earth at last. And after my body has decayed, yet in my body I will see God! (Job 19:25-26)
Of course, just because you think you are right doesn’t mean anything. In fact, you can feel you right down to the very core of your being and still be wrong. Two examples of this.

First is the passage from Jeremiah 17:9-10:  
The human heart is the most deceitful of all things, and desperately wicked. Who really knows how bad it is? But I, the Lord, search all hearts and examine secret motives. I give all people their due rewards, according to what their actions deserve.
Only God knows our hearts and what is truly right. We may think we do, but what we think is too colored with our lives and what is going on in our lives. We cannot be objective. Which brings us to the second thought and our example.

In 2 Samuel 6, King David decided to move the ark to a new location. Instead of carrying it like God said, with poles put in special rings carried by priests, he decided it would be nice if he carried it on a new wagon pulled by young horses.

As it hit a bump in the road, a young man names Uzzah put his hand up to steady it and dropped dead immediately.

A perfectly normal reaction to try to save the ark from falling off, but no one was to ever touch the ark, God had said, even in good intentions.

It scared David so much he parked it and waited.

The point? Just because you think something is a good idea and what God wants doesn’t mean it is. And like in Bildad’s case above, just because you think you are right doesn’t mean you are.

Job knew his relationship, and these three men, I think, were secretly pleased to see such a great man fall.

Just the kind of friends Job needed.

Sunday, June 26, 2011

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Daily Java:
Do not seek revenge or bear a grudge against a fellow Israelite, but love your neighbor as yourself. I am the Lord. (Leviticus 19:18)
Jesus didn’t really say anything new when he told us to love each other. Love for God and love for each other has always been the bedrock of our relationships. Without it, everything else is worthless, just make work. God’s nature is love, and if we are in him, we are in love.

In 1 John 4, the apostle John says that God is love. His whole nature is love. He is not wrath or justice. He has these emotions, but when it comes down to it, he is love.

When we react towards others in anything but love, we do not react with the nature of God. He showed that nature again and again throughout the Bible.

His people turned from him over and over and yet he continued to love them. Even when they killed his son, he responded in love. Even when all else happens, he continues to love.

In Matthew 22, Jesus was asked what the greatest commandments were. He went to Deuteronomy 6 for the first: Love God. He went here, to Leviticus 19, for the second. Love your neighbor as yourself.

In other words, do not think of yourself first. Think of other first.

This, of course, goes against our grains. It is not normal in any life other than the God-controlled life.

Unless we react in love, what we do is worthless.

Saturday, June 25, 2011

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Daily Java:
This truth was given to me in secret, as though whispered in my ear.
It came to me in a disturbing vision at night, when people are in a deep sleep.
Fear gripped me, and my bones trembled.
A spirit swept past my face, and my hair stood on end.
 The spirit stopped, but I couldn’t see its shape. There was a form before my eyes.
 In the silence I heard a voice say,
‘Can a mortal be innocent before God? Can anyone be pure before the Creator?’ (Job 4:12-17)
Job is having problems and, on top of it all, has the misfortune to be visited by three “friends”.

And one of them, lucky Job, has a “Word from God” for him. The “word” says, only the guilty suffer. Nobody who has problems is good.

Of course, Job knows differently. He is a good man and righteous before God and yet he is suffering. Why? For no real reason except as a bet between the devil and the Lord. The devil says hurt him and he will turn. The Lord says he will never turn. So Job suffers.

And it was through absolutely no fault of his own. Job’s three friends are of the “name it and claim it” group. They think that anyone who is in God cannot have problems.

They are absolutely wrong.

Hebrews 11 talks about the ones who were faithful to God throughout the Old Testament. It clearly says that the men were faithful yet suffered. Jesus himself suffered. He lived an exemplary life, yet was beaten and killed.

The apostles were beaten for preaching (Acts 5), Paul was beaten up in almost every city he visited, imprisoned and tortured, yet he continued to preach and is held up by the Bible as a great man of God.

And not only that, but Hebrews 11:13 says: All these people died still believing what God had promised them. They did not receive what was promised, but they saw it all from a distance and welcomed it. They didn’t even fully understand the will of God. They just served him.

The man speaking was not right and anyone who says that God will not allow his people to suffer is not preaching truth.

That is why he said, in Romans 8:18: Yet what we suffer now is nothing compared to the glory he will reveal to us later. And he also said, in 2 Timothy 3:12: Yes, and everyone who wants to live a godly life in Christ Jesus will suffer persecution.

No matter what “words” from anywhere anyone has, the truth is still the truth. God is not going to give a special revelation to change it.

It is God who empowers us to be saved and to be holy, anyway. We serve him, not success in life. 

Friday, June 24, 2011

my 750th post

But, my child, let me give you some further advice: Be careful, for writing books is endless, and much study wears you out. (Ecclesiastes 12:12)
This is my 750th post. Not counting this post, I have written 329,777 words.

There is a quote that I always thought funny.  Apparently Prince William Henry, Duke of Gloucester and Edinburgh, in 1781, upon receiving the second (or third, or possibly both) volumes of The History of the Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire from the author Edward Gibbon, said: “Another damned thick book! Always scribble, scribble, scribble! Eh, Mr. Gibbon?”

I have never heard of Prince William Henry. But I have a copy of Gibbon’s Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire in my library.

Some think a lot of writing is foolish. What purpose does it serve? What point does it make?

I am not sure and I am nor sure that anyone really reads all this. However, I have felt the need to write for a long time. With the advent of Blogspot, it has come to pass that I write.

And the more I write, the faster I write. I have found that I can write at typing speed. I read that about someone the other day, and it dawned on me that I do that. I always have, to a point and inasmuch as you can with one of those old manual typewriters.

And I find I like writing. 330,000 words is the same as four or five basic novels. Or two or three of those big sci-fi novels.

I also find that the more I write, the more I have to say. And oddly enough, I have had a scripture for each of them.

There are few if any comments on my blog, and I figure that I am writing stuff into the wind. But I feel the need to write. And will continue.

I  hope it has been good stuff I wrote. And that God has been glorified.

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Daily Java:
But the Lord is faithful; he will strengthen you and guard you from the evil one. (2 Thessalonians 3:3).
It is easy to get our priorities messed up.

What is our job in life as Christians? Ask people this and you will get interesting answers.

Our job is to fight the devil and remain pure. Our job is to do what God says so we won’t be lost. Our job is to live a Christian life.

All of those are wrong.

I saw an illustration once that stayed with me for years. Four people were picked out of the audience and told they were firemen. The first one was to polish the fire engine. The second was to maintain the hoses. The third one was to keep the equipment in order. The fourth was to take care of the Dalmatian dog.

The man who had appointed them asked each what was his job. Each would reply with the engine, or hoses, or equipment or dog. Again he would ask, what is your job? Each would reply again, hoses, equipment, engine or dog. Again he asked. As he got to one guy, the man stopped and said “Well, it is to put out fires.”

Each had gotten so involved in their minds with their sub-jobs, their small assignments, that they forgot the main job: fire-fighting.

It always struck me that in the Marines, everybody is a Marine, a basic rifleman who fights. Each may have other jobs – clerical, cook, motor pool – but each is an infantryman first and foremost. A marine’s job is to fight.

As Christians, we do not fight the devil, or keep ourselves pure, or resist evil, or any of these things. They will be done, to be sure, but we – first and foremost – have the job of worshiping him, believing in him, serving God.

When we serve God, he will resist, he will strengthen, he will guard. We cannot in and of ourselves. If we could, we wouldn’t need Jesus.

Our lives are not a battle against the evil one. There is no way we can overcome the devil. Our lives are service to God and his love and grace. If we serve him, he will take care of the other and will guard us. If we are faithful to him, he will be faithful to us. He gives us strength.

Our job is to worship. We let him take care of the rest.

Thursday, June 23, 2011

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Daily Java:
But those who trust in the Lord will find new strength. They will soar high on wings like eagles. They will run and not grow weary. They will walk and not faint. (Isaiah 40:31)
A few years ago, we were in Washington State, to which we had just moved. It was winter and we drove around a lot to get acquainted with our new home.

We noticed forests of what we found out were Tamarack pines, pines that lost their needles in the winter like regular trees. That surprised us. We thought there had been a rather large forest fire because of all the bare trees. But it was normal winter-time behavior.

At the top of one of them was the first eagle I had ever seen in real life. He sat atop one of the Tamarack pines like he owned it.

I had a camera and wanted to take a picture of him taking off. I waved my hat and jumped up and down to get him to move. Finally he did. It was majestic. He dropped off the tree top, spread his wings and flew away.

It was so beautiful I forgot to take his picture until it was almost too late and he was just a dot in the sky.

I always thought the picture in Psalm 55 was funny. It is the picture of one who is flying away in fear.
My heart pounds in my chest.
      The terror of death assaults me.
Fear and trembling overwhelm me,
      and I can’t stop shaking.
Oh, that I had wings like a dove;
      then I would fly away and rest!
I would fly far away
      to the quiet of the wilderness. (Psalm 55:4-7)
When we run away in fear, we scurry like a dove. When we fly in faith, we soar like an eagle.

In Jesus, we have strength and power. Like a champion weight lifter, mighty eagle majestically soaring through the air, like a marathon runner in peak condition, like a well-equipped and experienced mountain climber – such is the strength of those who trust in God.

And that strength comes from him, not our own reserves. If left up to us, we flit away like a dove.

He gives us strength.

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Hebrews 5:1-10 – A Priest Who Is Independent

This is the next lesson in Hebrews. Use it to his glory, if you wish.
 
Hebrews: A New Day Coming
Hebrews 5:1-10 – A Priest Who Is Independent

The problem with most organizations is that the people in them are beholding to something or someone. They have an agenda that is sometimes secret. Maybe they belong to an organization that is working behind the scenes to get something done. Maybe they are trying to change things from where they are to something else entirely.

The High Priest throughout biblical history was one who was a Levite, the tribe from which all priests came. He was also sinful, as all sin and fall short of the glory (Romans 3:23). Whatever he was, he was only empowered because of his birth and his membership in an exclusive organization.

When Jesus came, he was independent of all organizations. He was straight from God and had no hidden agenda. He was a priest-king from the Old Testament, in Genesis 14, who was the king of Salem and fed Abraham and his army after rescuing Abraham’s nephew Lot from captors. Because of his generosity, Abraham blessed Melchizedek with a tithe of all his spoils from conquering the other king.

When Jesus came, God said that he was going to a normal person just like everyone else. But he would also be a priest after the order of Melchizedek, not Levi, the normal way for the Israelites. He would be independent of earthly affiliation. Because of this, today we are independent, unattached to anybody giving us permission to do what we do.

We may belong to a denomination and that denomination ordains us, but that denomination does not and cannot give us permission to preach. That comes from God. All the denomination does is recognize and authenticate that permission God has already given.

Jesus did that, he preached and he taught. And in doing it, he learned obedience. Jesus was not born with inherent knowledge on what to do. He was, after all, human. But he learned quickly and was quickly obedient to that which he needed to obey. He didn’t care about earthly authority, but was a priest like Melchizedek, one who was ordained by God. And because he learned, he teaches us and gives us hope and a return to God.

And Melchizedek was before the law, before the Israelites, before Moses. So Jesus, and us also as we move in him, are before the law. We serve God from our hearts, not earthly permission.

Questions:
1. What difference does all this Melchizedek stuff make anyway? Is it all that important?
2. Does that mean that anyone has the right to get up and preach anytime he or she feels like it? What about being called?
3. Can a perfect Son of God deal gently with us when we sin? After all, he never sinned. And how can a perfect Son of God be subject to what we are subject to?
4. V5 Was God Jesus’ Father before he was born?
5. Why pick some obscure person like Melchizedek? Weren’t there better people to emulate?
6. Jesus was heard because of his reverent submission (7). How is it we are heard? We are not nearly as reverent or submissive as he?
7. And how could a perfect Son of God learn obedience? Learning indicates mistakes. Did he make any?

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But as the believers rapidly multiplied, there were rumblings of discontent. The Greek-speaking believers complained about the Hebrew-speaking believers, saying that their widows were being discriminated against in the daily distribution of food. So the Twelve called a meeting of all the believers. They said, “We apostles should spend our time teaching the word of God, not running a food program. And so, brothers, select seven men who are well respected and are full of the Spirit and wisdom. We will give them this responsibility. Then we apostles can spend our time in prayer and teaching the word.” (Acts 6:1-4 NLT)
We were talking about committees once and someone said, show me in the Bible where there were committees. I was stymied and didn’t know what to say.

But then it came to me. Right here is the first committee. We usually use this for deacons, but when it came down to it, this was a special needs committee.

There has always been an argument between the conservative and the liberal factions of anything. And whichever one is dominant usually tries to run roughshod over the other. Even in the church this happens because, after all, the church is made up of people. And people act goofy.

In this passage, the conservative Jews, who always felt superior to others, were neglecting the Hellenistic Jewish widows. The Hellenistic Jews were those who were more modern and Grecian in their appearance and lifestyle. They were not necessarily liberal in theology, just in custom and manner. They just didn’t wear the special haircuts, or the long beards or any of the conservative ways of dress or action.

Because of this, the conservative Jewish element felt more godly, and that they could slight them. And their widows were not being fed like they were supposed to. The liberal Jews felt that it was unfair. And it was.

The argument cut into the apostles’ time. Their job was to teach and move this young church forward. It was not to make sure that elderly women had dinner. It wasn’t that this was not important. It was very important. There were precedents set that needed to change. The church needed to know that everybody in it were important, not just those who felt they were in charge.

This committee was formed to addressed the problem. All of the leaders in this committee, deacons if you will, from the Greek word used here, diakonos, or minister, were trusted members of the liberal Jewish community. Even the conservatives could tell that they were full of the Spirit.

This freed the apostles for their jobs, which were vital to the growth of the church. However, this was also vital in that all needed to know that they were important. Also one group needed to know that they did not have control over the church.

So the committee was formed, and probably lasted until the food program was in place.

Committees are only bad when they stay in place after their usefulness is gone. Then they become sacred cows and sacred cows are never good. They stymie the church themselves after a while and need to be disbanded.

But a good committee frees the pastor and the leaders for what is more important: prayer and teaching the word. And there is no group of people in the church that is more important, no matter how they may feel, or how they may dress or act.

For you are all one in Christ Jesus. (Galatians 3:28)

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

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Daily Java:
They 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. (Acts 5:40-41)
I really have trouble understanding how someone can rejoice after being whipped. I also wonder how I would do in the same situation.

I love God and he knows it. However, there comes a time when the public manifestation of that love will cause problems.

In the sixth grade, I had a teacher named Mr Tisdale. He taught science. One day (this would have been in 1962 or so) he was going to teach us about evolution. Of course, it was not as widely taught at the time as today, as Christians were a lot more dominant then in Texas.

Before he started, he asked, almost in an off-handed way, By the way, does anyone in here not believe in evolution. My hand leaped up into the air like the good Christian boy I was. I looked around to see the agreement and, to my dismay, I was the only one with my hand in the air.

I dropped my hand like it was on fire. Mr Tisdale said, okay, Johnny, tell us why you don’t believe in evolution.

I really didn’t know at the time, but I was hyper-conscious of all of my classmates looking at me. After all, I had been the only one who had the courage (?), temerity, whatever to raise my hand.

He waited. I said, Never mind. He said, go ahead, Johnny, tell us. I said, more firmly, never mind. Finally he went on with his lesson.

I have always thought that what he did was the essence of the bully. He knew I was just a Junior High kid and had no way of refuting him, no way of speaking truth to power. I didn’t have the evidentiary knowledge needed to make my case. I didn’t have the maturity to know that sometimes your teacher is a fool. Yet he pressed anyway.

He was wrong in what he did. And I was wrong in not doing what I didn’t do. I was ashamed, and, almost fifty years later, can still feel that shame. Right now, sitting at this computer, I can still feel how it felt that day in Mr Tisdale’s class when I sold out the Lord out of fear.

Now I know the Lord does not hold it against me. I was 12, it was a time of life in which children are afraid of bucking their peer group, he was an authority figure – all that was true.

But what if? What if I had stood up and boldly proclaimed my belief in creationism? What if I had boldly proclaimed the reason I was a Christian?

And then I would have flown around the room dispensing candy to all of the children.

That was as likely to happen as my bold proclamation.

But the point is, I have never done that again. I will not turn  now. And the apostles were faced with that same thing. They were told not to do something, they did it, and were more than willing to face the consequences.

In fact, they rejoiced that they had done what was right anyway.

These were strong men and full of grace.

Right now, in the middle east, Christians are facing that same problem. They are told not to preach yet they do and are killed for it.

However, in America, the land of the free and the home of the brave, one nation under God, children are told by school officials that they are not allowed to share their faith and are suspended when they do.

The world is anti-Christ. Our job is to bring him into it anyway, just like these men did in Acts 5. It takes a lot of courage and the ability to do things anyway even when opposed.

But, as one of those apostle said, still probably bearing the scars after half a century, But you belong to God, my dear children. You have already won a victory over those people, because the Spirit who lives in you is greater than the spirit who lives in the world. (1 John 4:4)

Monday, June 20, 2011

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Daily Java:
The high priest and his officials, who were Sadducees, were filled with jealousy. They arrested the apostles and put them in the public jail. (Acts 5:17-18)
So the whole thing boiled down to jealousy.

The apostles were preaching and teaching and gaining quite a following. People liked to hear them preach and they were healing a lot of people. The crowds thought they were great.

The high priest and his officials were jealous. They wanted to be popular, but were not. they were pompous and boring, high handed and didactic. Nobody wanted to hear them.

So what did they do? They tried to stop the ones who were popular.

When it came down to it, the officials could see the hand of God in all this. But they had come from a background of trying to stop the representatives of God and couldn’t figure what else to do. Prophet after prophet had been killed by the ones who had preceded these men (Hebrews 11) and just recently, they had even killed Jesus.

They felt they had to stop this move of God no matter what else happened. If they could just stop it, God would finally let them be in charge like they felt like they were supposed to be.

That’s what it comes down to most of the time. It is couched in doctrinal terms and people pretend it is something that it is not, but it is often just plain jealousy.

It comes down to: I cannot have it, so you won’t either. Good is stopped because bad is jealous.

These people hid behind charges of blasphemy and the like, but it was just plain jealousy.

Jealousy has damaged more ministries than anything else.

It is a fact that any preacher has holes in his life. That is because he is human. And you look hard enough and you can find something wrong with anyone. But it is jealousy that motivates the looking.

The desire for prominence, to known as a man of God, for people to comes to you and hear what you have to say is strong. And sometimes it is strong enough to make you do things that are wrong to get that prominence.

Of course, the minute you try to seize it like that, you have lost God. You may have gained popularity, but God is no longer with you.

The efforts to stop the people of God in this passage didn’t work. They jailed them, they beat them, they killed them and Christianity is the world’s largest religion today, and has been ever since.

And those who were petty and jealous are dead.

Sunday, June 19, 2011

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Daily Java:
Fathers, do not provoke your children to anger by the way you treat them. Rather, bring them up with the discipline and instruction that comes from the Lord. (Ephesians 6:4 NLT).
It is Father’s Day. It was started in 1910 by Sonora Dodd from Spokane, WA. President Lyndon Johnson set it into practice in 1966. And it is a day we honor fathers.

But what exactly does a father do?

There is a national campaign to denigrate fathers that has gone on for several years now. It started with the feminism of the late 1960’s and 1970’s and continues pretty strongly. The idea of a father as nothing more than a sperm donor has gotten stronger.

On TV and in movies, fathers are portrayed as idiots, people who are barely functional themselves, held together in life only by the strong intellect and ability of their wives.

But what does a father do?

Fathers are different from mothers. A mother loves her children automatically. She bears them and then loves them. It is called maternal love. She cannot help loving her children. God made her that way.

But a father chooses to love his children. Unlike a mother who has her children in pain, the husband is a spectator. He sees the children, accepts them and decides to love them.

Throughout history, it has been his job to care for the children by supporting them and teaching them. The family has always been held together by the fact that the mother cared for the children while the father supported them. It worked great for since the beginning of the world.

A father’s job is to train, while a mother’s job is to nurture. A father doesn’t train through beatings or humiliation or any other negative thing. It is through love, a firm guiding, enabling love that leads them to God and his love.

That is why God compared himself to a father, one who loved his children by choice, and who teaches and cares for them, provides for them, instructs them.

Fathers are the bedrock of a healthy society. Without them, the family is rootless. They are the head of the family, and the authority figure the children grow up under.

They are also their children’s first picture of God.

God calls himself a Father. If a child’s father are good and loving, the children see God as good and loving. If they are abusive or absent or uncaring, children see God as this way, too.

When we as fathers take up that office and position and love our children as God loves us, we not only help our families, we give our children that solid picture of God.

Any fool can be a sperm donor. But it takes a special man to be a father to his children.

I am grateful for the father in my life that showed me love and caring and showed me God.

Saturday, June 18, 2011

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Daily Java:
My children, listen when your father corrects you. Pay attention and learn good judgment. (Proverbs 4:1 NLT)
Father’s Day is tomorrow. As I have mentioned before, my father passed away last February. And I miss him.

There are things that I would love to ask him. There are times when I would just like to talk to him.

He and I were of different eras. We were of completely different mindsets and perspectives and viewpoints. Yet we loved each other.

He was disappointed in things I did that I could really do nothing about. When I left his denomination, it hurt him. There was nothing I could do about it, but there was that separation.

There were brief times when we were somewhat alike. For about a year, we were both construction linemen. He worked all his life as a lineman for the Light Company in Houston, TX. I worked for about a year as a lineman for Bell Telephone in Houston.

For about a year we had the same basic job. And he liked that. We had something in common for just about the first and last times in our lives.

I kept falling off poles and decided that there were better way to earn a living. He stayed on the poles for 30 years, and did well. And again, he couldn’t figure out why I didn’t like it.

There was a short time we went to a Bible school in the Houston area together. That was a good time. There were times we would be together. I would go with him on a job or he would come with me to a ministers’ meeting in Houston.

But the one thing I never did enough of was to listen to him. He knew a lot, even though he was not an educated person.

Of course, he had three years in Sam Houston State College in Huntsville, TX, and was the first in his family to go to college, the first to have an inside job wearing a tie (in the very first part of his marriage to my mom), the tallest in his family – all things that caused his family to be both proud of him and unable to relate to him. He moved beyond the East Texas mindset and tried to make something better of himself.

He had the phenomenal ability to remember everyone’s name. In fact, that was one thing that so stood out when he contracted  Alzheimer’s. He began to forget things and one thing he forgot was people’s names.

But even then, he was of such a character that people related to him well. People liked him automatically.

I just wish I had paid more attention to him and learned more good judgment.

Friday, June 17, 2011

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Daily Java:
Then Nehemiah the governor, Ezra the priest and scribe, and the Levites who were interpreting for the people said to them, “Don’t mourn or weep on such a day as this! For today is a sacred day before the Lord your God.” For the people had all been weeping as they listened to the words of the Law. And Nehemiah continued, “Go and celebrate with a feast of rich foods and sweet drinks, and share gifts of food with people who have nothing prepared. This is a sacred day before our Lord. Don’t be dejected and sad, for the joy of the Lord is your strength!” And the Levites, too, quieted the people, telling them, “Hush! Don’t weep! For this is a sacred day.” So the people went away to eat and drink at a festive meal, to share gifts of food, and to celebrate with great joy because they had heard God’s words and understood them.
… Then the leaders of the Levites – Jeshua, Kadmiel, Bani, Hashabneiah, Sherebiah, Hodiah, Shebaniah, and Pethahiah – called out to the people: “Stand up and praise the Lord your God, for he lives from everlasting to everlasting!” (Nehemiah 8:9-12; 9:5 NLT)
Your classic picture of church: people sitting quietly, kids quiet, everybody “reverent.” The songs are subdued and people are still.

All of a sudden the band takes off. People are jumping and dancing, leaping and shouting. Decorum is gone, quiet is gone, “reverence” as so many people see it is gone, and the room is filled with loud, obnoxious praise.

What we think of as reverence is not necessarily. Reverence is the knowledge that you are in the presence of the Lord God of Hosts. Reverence is not necessarily sitting still and dressed up. It is not necessarily subdued.

Yes, there are times when you are quiet to listen to the still, small voice of God. But there are also times in which you feast, and dance, and shout.

When the Israelites heard the law after so long, they began to weep over what they had lost as a nation. They were now slaves of a foreign king. Although he had been merciful to them in letting them all go back home to their country, he still was their king. They were no longer their own people.

Some began to weep. But Ezra, the scribe who was reading to them, and his assistants called out, No! This is a day of rejoicing. We are hearing the word of God and know that he is still with us. So go home. Eat something good and share it with your friends. But above all, stand up and praise the Lord your God.

Sometimes it may be good to sit quietly in worship. But most of the time, it means that people can easily go to sleep rather than worshiping.

The psalmists said:
Let the whole world bless our God and loudly sing his praises. (Psalm 66:8)
Sing praises to God and to his name! Sing loud praises to him who rides the clouds. His name is the Lord—rejoice in his presence! (Psalm 68:4)
Praise him with a clash of cymbals; praise him with loud clanging cymbals. (Psalm 150:5)
Praise him!

Thursday, June 16, 2011

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A deep sense of awe came over them all, and the apostles performed many miraculous signs and wonders. And all the believers met together in one place and shared everything they had. They sold their property and possessions and shared the money with those in need. They worshiped together at the Temple each day, met in homes for the Lord’s Supper, and shared their meals with great joy and generosity — all the while praising God and enjoying the goodwill of all the people. And each day the Lord added to their fellowship those who were being saved.  (Acts 2:43-47 NLT)
The early church didn’t grow by study. They grew by association.

And there is a power that comes from association.

When the kids were growing up, we had supper every night except Wednesday at 5:30. The kids were expected to be there and dressed. We sat at the table and had dinner. We would talk and visit and laugh and, in general, have a fun time.

Today, when the kids come back to visit, we always sit around the table, sometimes for a couple of hours. It was our association time, that which made us a family.

A church that hangs around together and spends time together is a stronger church than one that doesn’t. that is a fact.

The church that doesn’t associate with itself much may have great Bible teaching and the members may have a lot of spiritual and biblical knowledge, but they have no inner strength.

Inner strength comes from association. Just as a family can never be very strong if it doesn’t spend time together, so a church needs that association.

The early church grew by leaps and bounds. It was because they associated with each other.

There was a sense of excitement in the church and the members took advantage of it to strengthen themselves.

In growing churches there is a sense of excitement. People want to be there, they want to not miss anything. Potlucks are frequent and well-attended. People don’t want to miss services for fear that something will happen and they will not be a part of it. Members meet during the week and strengthen each other. Prayer and praise are frequent.

It is not until a church begins to do this that it will grow. After all, no one wants to be a part of a group they do not know or care about.

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

the option of mercy and love

Jesus returned to the Mount of Olives, but early the next morning he was back again at the Temple. A crowd soon gathered, and he sat down and taught them. As he was speaking, the teachers of religious law and the Pharisees brought a woman who had been caught in the act of adultery. They put her in front of the crowd. “Teacher,” they said to Jesus, “this woman was caught in the act of adultery. The law of Moses says to stone her. What do you say?” They were trying to trap him into saying something they could use against him, but Jesus stooped down and wrote in the dust with his finger. They kept demanding an answer, so he stood up again and said, “All right, but let the one who has never sinned throw the first stone!” Then he stooped down again and wrote in the dust. When the accusers heard this, they slipped away one by one, beginning with the oldest, until only Jesus was left in the middle of the crowd with the woman. Then Jesus stood up again and said to the woman, “Where are your accusers? Didn’t even one of them condemn you?” “No, Lord,” she said. And Jesus said, “Neither do I. Go and sin no more.” (John 7:53-8:11 NLT)Jesus encounters a woman caught in the act of adultery and those who bring her to Jesus want to see what Jesus will say.  If he says “Kill her” they will say, “Well, what about your message of love?  You’re as mean as anybody else.”  If he says, “Let her go”, they will say “Aha, you’re a lawbreaker after all.” 

He, as he always did, saw a third option – the option of mercy and love.  He said, “Let the one who is without sin cast the first stone.” 

No answer to that, of course.  Whoever would be audacious to cast the first stone would surely be looked down on by the others for pretending he was perfect.

Mercy. That is what Jesus was saying.

Yes, she was wrong. Yes, she disobeyed the law. Yes, she was guilty. Yes, she deserved to die.

But who is judging here? Is it the job of those who were surrounding this probably naked young woman, trying not to leer at her and trying hard to look righteous, was it their job to judge her?

No. And Jesus tells them this.

That doesn’t mean you put up with sin. And it doesn’t mean you let everybody do what they want anytime they feel like it in the name of mercy.

The apostle Paul also said, in Romans 13: Anyone who rebels against authority is rebelling against what God has instituted, and they will be punished. For the authorities do not strike fear in people who are doing right, but in those who are doing wrong. Would you like to live without fear of the authorities? Do what is right, and they will honor you. The authorities are God’s servants, sent for your good. But if you are doing wrong, of course you should be afraid, for they have the power to punish you. They are God’s servants, sent for the very purpose of punishing those who do what is wrong. So you must submit to them, not only to avoid punishment, but also to keep a clear conscience.

So how does that jibe with what Jesus said?

Jesus said that it is not your job to judge. He was speaking, first of all, to a group of men who were trying to trick him. Not an easy thing to do. And second, he was trying to show them the idea of compassion. Also not easy when the bloodlust is up, when the lynch mob has the knot already tied in the rope.

Of course, no one wanted to admit to being perfect, so they left.

And we are not either. Our job is not judging, but loving. Sometimes, of course, love demands that we do something about a situation, but this was not done in love. It was done in plain old meanness.

Jesus doesn’t deal in that.

Your love for one another will prove to the world that you are my disciples.
(John 13:35)

memorization or pew seniority doesn’t denote christian maturity

There is much more we would like to say about this, but it is difficult to explain, especially since you are spiritually dull and don’t seem to listen. You have been believers so long now that you ought to be teaching others. Instead, you need someone to teach you again the basic things about God’s word. You are like babies who need milk and cannot eat solid food. For someone who lives on milk is still an infant and doesn’t know how to do what is right. Solid food is for those who are mature, who through training have the skill to recognize the difference between right and wrong. (Hebrews 5:11-14 NLT)
There should be a certain amount of maturity that comes with the years of service to him that is sadly lacking in most Christians. They know some scriptures, sure, and can usually justify their pet doctrines, but the real meat of Christianity is beyond them because of immaturity. 

People really think that memorization or pew seniority denotes Christian maturity. It doesn’t. 

I believe that one cannot be spiritually mature if one has not read the scriptures and spent time in God’s word. Nor do I believe that one can be spiritually mature if that person doesn’t come to church.

But those things alone do not make one mature, any more than attending a lot of school makes one competent to do something.

The only way to do something is to do it. You need the background, but you also have to have the time spent in actual doing. 

That is a problem however. Reading and studying are one thing, doing is another.

When I went back to college, it amazed me to see men who had spent their lives studying about preaching and ministry, getting advanced degrees and such in them, yet had never pastored a church. They taught pastors, yet had no real idea of what they were teaching.

As one who had been preaching for about ten years, I cold tell that their knowledge was purely academic, was based on nothing more than things they had heard others say or that they had read.

They had no experience, yet were teaching others.

One teacher went on a “missionary trip”. This consisted of going to a foreign place, carrying along a lot of students to do his work and speaking every night. When he came back, he was acclaimed a missionary.

My thought was, as one who had been on a mission field, was that he was full of baloney. He was an expert in a field of which he knew nothing.

Many Christians are the same way. They have spent so much time doing nothing for the Lord that they think that is a normal state of affairs.

And if someone comes along who disagrees with them, that person is wrong. After all, they have been in this church for forty years and know how things are done. But, as the writer of Hebrews says, they are almost as ignorant of the will of God as they were the day they were first brought into the church building.

What a shame.

why did jesus come?

And no one can become a high priest simply because he wants such an honor. He must be called by God for this work, just as Aaron was. That is why Christ did not honor himself by assuming he could become High Priest. No, he was chosen by God, who said to him, “You are my Son. Today I have become your Father. (Hebrews 5:4-5 NLT)
Why did Jesus come?

Jesus was selected by God for the position of Messiah. His selection didn’t come about in the normal way, as one would select applicants for a job, or winners for a prize, or even as you were selected to be an inmate. 

He was selected from before the foundation of the world and placed in the womb of a woman to be the Messiah. 

Philippians says that even though he was God, he allowed himself to be demoted and made human so that he could share in the experience with us.

You remember that show “Hart to Hart” with the incredibly rich couple who did stuff.  In the first episode, there was a scene at the dock with stevedores loading a ship. I don’t remember all of the plot, but one of the workers was Jonathan Hart, the owner of the world practically. 

However, he had something bad going on and he had to become a stevedore in order to find out what it was. When he found out, he went back to his penthouse.

That was Jesus. Mankind had a flaw and Jesus had to share in the flaw, yet not succumb to it.  He had to become human in order to do this.

Christmas celebrates his birth, the day that he came out into the world ready to live as a human being. He was a baby with all the problems of a baby, along with the problem of learning to obey his parents and ultimately God.

As Hebrews 4:14 said, we have a high priest who knows what it is like to be one of us. He was not brought in from outside to rule the company but proved himself on the field.

He showed that he can be a leader that people will respect as knowing what is happening and being able to overcome it. 

Not only can he overcome it, but he can also give you the ability to overcome it yourself; not of your own ability, but through his ability.

Yet at the same time, he was brought in from outside. He was the son of the president who worked his way up through the company. He was like us, yet he had the mind of God.

Since he is so able, we can approach the throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need.  God will bless us through him

sing a new song of praise to him

Sing a new song of praise to him; play skillfully on the harp, and sing with joy. (Psalm 33:3)
I’m listening to a jazz record of spiritual songs put to jazz beat. 

The first few times I heard it, I kept thinking that it sounded like a couple of kids had been sitting through boring church song services and were thinking "We could do better than that."”

Then when they became adults, they did a jazz record of those same songs.  What a neat thought.

The psalmist says, Sing a new song of praise to him. In fact, he uses that same idea six more times. With all of the emphasis on new in the Bible, one wonders why so many insist on singing and playing the same old music to God.

Listening to these young men playing makes me think that there are so many new things we could do for God, if we could get out of the old.

When we ran a coffeehouse in Kansas City, it amazed me at the number of young people in little Christian rock and roll bands who just wanted to give something new to the Lord.

It also amazed me at the number of people in churches who just wanted to stop them.

For some reason, people have always wanted to stop new things. Maybe it is the fear of the new, or the desire for people just to let stuff alone.

Wycliffe was killed in the fourteenth century for making a new Bible, Galileo was censured in the sixteenth century for making a new observation on the universe, the Hugenots were castigated for a new vision, Americans were killed for trying to make a new country based on a new thought: freedom of religion, William Booth, who founded the salvation Army, was condemned for bringing the gospel to the streets using modern music.

Wesley, Campbell, Knox, all these people were doing nothing more than bringing something new to the world in the name of the Lord. Yet they had a lot of enemies.

New is not necessarily bad. If the Bible condemns it, that is one thing. However, just because it is new doesn’t mean it is bad.

Give the new a chance. After all, if God likes it, you might want to rethink it yourself.

i am drinking some of the best coffee right now

I am drinking some of the best coffee right now. It is Gevalia coffee that, since I had not ordered it and they sent it to me anyway, they gave me. it is French Roast, fine grind, half caffeinated and half decaf.

I made it double strength as an espresso drink, made 12 cups and refrigerated it. I will give some to my guests tomorrow night with milk and sugar-free caramel syrup (a non-alcoholic White Russian), but for the most part, I will drink it.

It is hyper strong and really good. And since it is half-caf, I don’t have to worry about it making me high like super strong coffee can if you drink too much.

Good stuff.

acts 29

For the next two years, Paul lived in Rome at his own expense. He welcomed all who visited him, boldly proclaiming the Kingdom of God and teaching about the Lord Jesus Christ. And no one tried to stop him. (Acts 28:30-31 NLT)
One reason reading novels by James Michener or Larry McMurtry is different than regular novels is that they just stop. They do not tie up any loose ends, but instead, just stop.

That is how life is. It just stops. Loose ends are rarely tied up. Relationships change, people die, people move to other places, stuff happens and life goes on.

Things also happen in their books that make you mad. Someone you like all of a sudden die. No warning or even any good reason. They just die.

In Centennial, one of my favorite books, one of my favorite characters, an orphan girl named Ellie goes on the Oregon Trail with a young Amish man who had been ostracized from his group because of a lie a girl told.

Ellie and Levi, the young man, become happy being married and even before long she is pregnant. She is a person that everybody likes, sweet, even tempered, loving – enjoying the life she never dreamed she could have: full of adventure and a man who grows to love her.

They are on the trail and she is gathering wood and a rattlesnake jumps out and bites her and she dies. It is that quick. One moment she is a vibrant young woman and the next she is a corpse.

It made me mad enough that I stopped reading for a while. Then I realized that if you get mad with every vagary that a book tosses you, or life in general for that matter, you will be mad all your life. So I read on. And life went on without her. the specter of her presence and her love remained, of course. People talked about her for years. Levi remarried, had kids, a life and finally died himself in a rather odd accident. But life went on.

In Larry McMurtry’s books, people will suddenly die from disease or something else. The same thing happens. Life goes on.

Yes, the people involved are full of grief. It is one thing for an old person, like my father, to die. It is another for someone’s child or husband or wife who is young.

But life goes on.

In the book of Acts, the last chapter ends in the passage above. And no one tried to stop him.

Then what? How did he die? Where did he go next? What happened to him?

One thing the Bible never does is try to satisfy our curiosity. The things in the Bible were written for our encouragement (Romans 15:4), but not to satisfy our curiosity.

With the apostle Paul, life went on. He may have died – church tradition says he was beheaded – but we do not know. Church tradition is just that: church tradition. It is not inspired or anything. It is just what a bunch of people decided to believe.

The book of Acts ends with Paul having friends over for dinner and preaching all he wanted to. That’s it. No grand finale like in a Rachmaninoff symphony or anything. Just people over to the house and Bible discussions.

So what happened next? The church grew.

Acts ends with an ellipsis instead of a conclusion because of the simple fact that we are still living in the days of the Acts. The church is still here and it is still growing.

I would imagine that the way it is growing and the way church is done in general would surprise the fire out of the apostles and the others that were involved in the Acts of the Early Church, but even so, we are still in that book.

There was a group called Acts 29 a while back that were a singing group. Taking their name and applying it to us is absolutely applicable.

We are in Acts 29 right now. We are still standing and the church will stand forever.

Or at least until God tells Jesus to come back.

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On the day of Pentecost all the believers were meeting together in one place. Suddenly, there was a sound from heaven like the roaring of a mighty windstorm, and it filled the house where they were sitting. Then, what looked like flames or tongues of fire appeared and settled on each of them. And everyone present was filled with the Holy Spirit and began speaking in other languages, as the Holy Spirit gave them this ability. At that time there were devout Jews from every nation living in Jerusalem. When they heard the loud noise, everyone came running, and they were bewildered to hear their own languages being spoken by the believers. They were completely amazed. “How can this be?” they exclaimed. “These people are all from Galilee, and yet we hear them speaking in our own native languages! Here we are—Parthians, Medes, Elamites, people from Mesopotamia, Judea, Cappadocia, Pontus, the province of Asia, Phrygia, Pamphylia, Egypt, and the areas of Libya around Cyrene, visitors from Rome (both Jews and converts to Judaism), Cretans, and Arabs. And we all hear these people speaking in our own languages about the wonderful things God has done!” They stood there amazed and perplexed. “What can this mean?” they asked each other. But others in the crowd ridiculed them, saying, “They’re just drunk, that’s all!” (Acts 2:1-13 NLT)
What the entire world had been waiting for happened. Jesus had died, rose again and returned to heaven. The disciples waited and soon the Holy Spirit came on them and gave them tremendous power. As they spoke under the Spirit’s power, it was miraculous. All who heard it recognized that here was something great. They may not understand it, but they could tell it was something great.

All were amazed. Except for a few knuckleheads. “They’re just drunk, that’s all.”

No matter what happens, and no matter how great it is, there will always be a few knuckleheads around to try to tear it down. It doesn’t matter whether they understand it or not.

In fact, sometimes, they know full well what is happening, that it is the power of God, but they still try to denigrate it.

Sometimes, they are jealous that they were not the ones to think of it, or to be in charge. Sometimes, they just have such a spirit of opposition that no matter how good it is, they will try to tear it down.

Sometimes they do not understand and are maybe afraid. Or maybe it isn’t going the way they want it to go, so they are going to stop it altogether.

Whatever the reason or motive, they will always be there.

They are the ones who killed Jesus because he was not what they wanted. Even though they could see that he was from God, they tried to stop it so that they could have their way.

They are the ones who will tear a church up rather than admit that they are not in charge, or that their idea is not the predominant one.

Even though they can tell that what is happening is from God, they are willing to hurt people rather than have God work in a way they are not approving of.

Why? I do not know, but it has always been and always will be. The church started with them and the church will end with them. They will always be here.

All we can do is what God calls us to do. The early church did and we are still here.

And the church will be here until Jesus comes again, no matter how those people work.

God is greater.

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

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“So now we must choose a replacement for Judas from among the men who were with us the entire time we were traveling with the Lord Jesus — from the time he was baptized by John until the day he was taken from us. Whoever is chosen will join us as a witness of Jesus’ resurrection.” So they nominated two men: Joseph called Barsabbas (also known as Justus) and Matthias. Then they all prayed, “O Lord, you know every heart. Show us which of these men you have chosen as an apostle to replace Judas in this ministry, for he has deserted us and gone where he belongs.” Then they cast lots, and Matthias was selected to become an apostle with the other eleven.  (Acts 1:21-26 NLT)
The apostles had lost Judas and it was a shock to them. I am not real sure they realized the full extent of his turning. They had to see some of it, being as close as they were, but, at the same time, they may not have known how far he had fallen.

When he died, they felt like God had to have twelve men. If God didn’t have twelve men, he couldn’t do what he needed to do and the whole process would be stymied.

So they elected another as an apostle. He had impeccable credentials, had done everything they felt an apostle needed to do. He had been with the group since the beginning and they were probably surprised he hadn’t been chosen in the first place. He was great for the job.

And you never hear from him again.

We get so worried that things need to be done in a certain way that we lose the overall purpose and plan of God.

When a church forms as a new body, the first thing they have to do is get a church building. We have to have a place to worship so people will know we are a church. But the question comes up, Why? The Bible says that God is a Spirit and doesn’t dwell in temples made with hands (Acts 7:47-49).

We feel the need to get all the structure down ourselves (a preacher, a board, a building, church furniture) instead of worshiping God and allowing him to have control.

The apostles felt they had to have twelve or everything would be lost. God said, I will do what I want with my church.

God takes care of the deficiencies, if there are any. The apostles could have done just as well with eleven. But they were uncertain what to do – Jesus had just gone back into heaven and they were in the waiting period – so they engaged in unnecessary busy-work.

Sooner or later, he brought Paul into the group. Of course, he wasn’t what the rest wanted – not known by them, of a bad background, not properly vetted as they thought he should be – but he was what God wanted.

God used Paul a lot and we never hear of Matthias again.

Maybe if we let him do what he wants to do and quit trying to micro-manage his kingdom for him.

Monday, June 13, 2011

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And there by the Ahava Canal, I gave orders for all of us to fast and humble ourselves before our God. We prayed that he would give us a safe journey and protect us, our children, and our goods as we traveled. For I was ashamed to ask the king for soldiers and horsemen to accompany us and protect us from enemies along the way. After all, we had told the king, “Our God’s hand of protection is on all who worship him, but his fierce anger rages against those who abandon him.” So we fasted and earnestly prayed that our God would take care of us, and he heard our prayer. (Ezra 8:21-23 NLT)
God is good and gives protection to those who serve him. However, sometimes our boasting about God overcomes our common sense.

Someone told me of a pastor who called a press conference of the media and all to witness him raising someone from the dead. It didn’t happen and, instead of glory, there was embarrassment.

I heard a man, a well-known preacher, say that the Lord had told him that he would see the end of days before his death. He is dead and the end of days has not yet come.

We read of people like Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego who, in the book of Daniel, defied the Babylonians king’s order to worship a gold idol. Their comment: our God will deliver us, but even if he doesn’t, we will still not worship that thing (Daniel 3:16-18).

They were smart. They gave a caveat. They said, we believe God will respond miraculously, but even if he doesn’t, we will still serve him.

Sometimes God doesn’t respond to our requests for divine intervention. In the passage above, the Jews had been in Babylonian captivity for 70 years and not had, not only opportunity to go back to Israel, but also executive permission and funding.

Ezra, the leader, a man of such respect that King Artaxerxes of Persia knew of him, was full of the knowledge of God and confidence in God. He told Artaxerxes that they didn’t need any protection on their trip, even though they were carrying a lot of gold. He said God would protect them.

Then he got to thinking about it. That was a rather audacious claim and one that he began to have second thoughts about.

He couldn’t ask for troops from the king without looking like a welsher, so the only thing to do was to make sure God heard that they needed him.

He and his people fasted and earnestly prayed for divine help and God heard them.

Sometimes he does and sometimes he doesn’t. Sometimes he protects and sometimes he doesn’t.

He sent an angel to let Peter out of jail rather than be killed, but allowed James, another apostle and one who was a close friend of Jesus, to be killed. And things like this happen all the time.

He raised Lazarus from the dead, yet allowed others who were just as holy to stay dead. He healed people who had no idea who he was, yet allowed the apostle Paul to remain ill. He does one thing, yet allows another that seems equally important to remain undone.

Someone thanks God for the fact that they had a major auto accident and that they lived through it, yet the occupants of the other car died. And it goes on.

The winter before last, Ella and I drove through a blizzard to get to Lincoln, going very slowly and barely making it. But we did. God was with us. Yet that same weekend, the pastor of another church in Lincoln, one who was a good man and loved and respected by a lot of people, flipped his car on the ice and was killed.

That doesn’t stop us from asking or having faith, but we have to realize that God is working in you, giving you the desire and the power to do what pleases him. it is what pleases him, not you.

Your requests may be the best in the world and have a great desire to serve him. But it is he who will ultimately decide to answer or not.

But he is God, no matter what his answer may be.

Sunday, June 12, 2011

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Mary was standing outside the tomb crying, and as she wept, she stooped and looked in. She saw two white-robed angels, one sitting at the head and the other at the foot of the place where the body of Jesus had been lying. “Dear woman, why are you crying?” the angels asked her. “Because they have taken away my Lord,” she replied, “and I don’t know where they have put him.” She turned to leave and saw someone standing there. It was Jesus, but she didn’t recognize him. “Dear woman, why are you crying?” Jesus asked her. “Who are you looking for?” She thought he was the gardener. “Sir,” she said, “if you have taken him away, tell me where you have put him, and I will go and get him.” “Mary!” Jesus said. She turned to him and cried out, “Rabboni!” (John 20:11-16 NLT)
Mary Magdalene was bereft at the loss of her Lord. And to top it off, his body was gone. She didn’t know what to do. She was full of tears.

She had seen the angels at the tomb but didn’t really recognize them for what they were. In fact, she was numb enough from the whole weekend that she really didn’t thin of much except for the supreme sense of loss she had lying on her like an unholy weight.

She turned from the tomb and there was another man, maybe the gardener. He too asked what was wrong. She said again what she had said several times, he is gone. Even his body is gone. Where is he?

The gardener looked at her and said her name. When he did, as he had done so many times, in so many different contexts, she immediately knew who he was. It was Jesus!

It was only after he called her name that she really recognized him.

When God talks to me, I know who he is. His voice rings through me with familiarity and power. It can be no one but him.

Only he can say my name in the way he does. And only he knows me like he does.

When I am in the store and Ella calls my name, I know immediately that it is her. She has called my name so many times in the forty years we have been married that I have instant recognition. I just know her voice. Even though, as she gets older, her voice is gaining a husky quality, I still know her.

And I know God. He is my Lord and has been for a long time.

When he calls me, I know it. And I respond.

Saturday, June 11, 2011

some clothes look good on some people and do not on others

These proverbs will give insight to the simple knowledge and discernment to the young. (Proverbs 1:4 NLT)
At the mall the other day, it occurred to me that some clothes look good on some people and do not on others.

Now I realize that that it not necessarily a late breaking news flash. But a lot of people do not seem to recognize that simple fact.

For instance, a pair of shorts on some girls look very good. But then there is the chubby girls who have shoehorned themselves into a pair of shorts. The girl in question was not that bad looking a girl, but in those shorts, she looked foolish.

Why is it as a culture that so many have decided to look silly. Whether in clothes or choice of body jewelry or whatever. The desire to have a certain look is so great that common sense is cast aside.

I read an article yesterday about the woman who currently holds the record for the most piercings married a very ordinary retired civil servant in England. She was covered in more than 6,800 piercings, over 400 of which were on her face. He was a balding man wearing a blue suit, shirt and tie. Never have two people looked more different.

The article said that she had painted up her face to draw attention to the holes she had punched in it.

On the internet, you can access a website that specializes in people who shop at WalMart. Some border on the truly bizarre. What makes people dress like this?

I believe it all goes back to this simple passage. The proverbs Solomon and others wrote give simple knowledge and discernment to the young.

Of course, much of the problem is that it is not just the young who look like this. It is everybody. The pierced woman above was in her late 40’s.

Much of our wisdom and knowledge and such is based on the Trickle Down Effect. It should trickle down from the older to the younger.

But when the older are every bit as foolish as the younger, who teaches whom?

The more we cast aside the Bible and the things in the Bible – the rules for life, wisdom, simple common sense – the further down into the cultural hole we go.

The psalmist said in Psalm 119:104-106 Your commandments give me understanding; no wonder I hate every false way of life. Your word is a lamp to guide my feet and a light for my path. I’ve promised it once, and I’ll promise it again: I will obey your righteous regulations.

When we recognize that, we are fine. When we don’t we begin to look at lot like America is looking today.

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It is good to give thanks to the Lord,
      to sing praises to the Most High.
It is good to proclaim your unfailing love in the morning,
      your faithfulness in the evening,
accompanied by the ten-stringed harp
      and the melody of the lyre. (Psalm 92:1-3 NLT)
Sometimes I just like to pick up my guitar and play and sing in praise. Maybe it is not for any particular reason, just because.

And it is always good, no matter what it is that I sing, whether I use the 12 string or the electric.

I am not very good at playing. I came from a denomination that didn’t believe in musical instruments so I never got adept at playing.

I learned to play in 1968. I don’t remember why I started, but it was that period of time in which a lot of guys began to play guitar. For one thing, it was a great way to meet girls (or at least you hoped so).

There was that picture of the kids all sitting around the campfire and someone has a guitar and they all sing. Or the guy sitting and serenading the girl as he sang with his guitar. Or any number of other scenarios, all of which ended with the girls being impressed.

None of that ever happened, though. I dated and married a girl who had no real interest in hearing me play the guitar, I never played it in groups, I sure didn’t play it in church. I would take it places occasionally, but in general, I was not very good and I didn’t play much.

I did play a couple of protest songs in 1968 in college for an English class conducted by a guy who thought himself to be cool. But that was one of my few performances.

In fact, I bought a guitar from a guy in 1974 for $20 and still have it. It was the guitar I had for almost 40 years now. And for 25 of those years, I played it and thought it was good.

It used to be a 12 string but most of the pegs are gone now, so it has, over the years, moved down to a 6 string. I painted it a few years back as a clown guitar, but otherwise, I rarely play it.

In general, it is a crummy guitar, but I cannot bear to let go of it. No one will want it after I die, so it has moved to the point of hanging on my wall as fold art.

I only started playing in 1994 when I left that denomination. My very first special in church was Amazing Grace sang accompanied by that guitar.

Since then I have owned several and given away several. In fact, I have probably given away maybe even ten guitars over the past decade or more. Not sure where I got them, but they seem to come in and then find someone who needs them.

Sometimes I am afraid that I wasted them, as I did recently when I gave one away and almost instantly regretted it. But I couldn’t get it back and I think the young man has never played it.

But I love to play. I think I see my playing days numbered, though, as my hands are giving me a lot of trouble.

But until I do, I will praise him accompanied by my own twelve stringed lyre.

Thursday, June 9, 2011

Even George Harrison liked his coffee. 1968 or so.

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Then Pilate went back into his headquarters and called for Jesus to be brought to him. “Are you the king of the Jews?” he asked him. Jesus replied, “Is this your own question, or did others tell you about me?” “Am I a Jew?” Pilate retorted. “Your own people and their leading priests brought you to me for trial. Why? What have you done?” Jesus answered, “My Kingdom is not an earthly kingdom. If it were, my followers would fight to keep me from being handed over to the Jewish leaders. But my Kingdom is not of this world.” (John 18:33-36 NLT)
When Jesus came, his people expected him to live up to their expectations. He was going to be their king, so therefore he needed to act like they wanted him to act.

The problem was: Jesus didn’t come to do what they wanted, he came to do what God the Father wanted. What they wanted was entirely beside the point.

So they got mad at him and tried to get rid of him. They wanted what they wanted and they were going to get it even if it meant killing yet another prophet.

However, this was not another prophet. This was the King. And he didn’t come by their permission and they were not going to stop him.

The same thing holds true today. People try to co-opt Jesus for all kinds of things. Climate change, animal rights, dietary choices, political parties – every group feels that if Jesus were here today, he would be one of them and argue in their defense.

The problem is, again: Jesus didn’t come to do what they wanted. In fact, he didn’t care about these things. He came, Luke 19 says, to seek and save that which was lost.

In Matthew 22:15-22, a group of people tried to trick Jesus into revealing what he thought about taxation. They asked if it was good to pay taxes to Caesar.

There was an ongoing argument among a lot of the Jews that said that since Caesar was an occupying army and not Jewish like they, they had no obligation to pay taxes. The other side wanted to keep the occupying army happy and encouraged the others to go along.

They asked Jesus this and tried to bring him into the political arena. If he said that it was fine to pay taxes, the conservative side would call him a traitor to his people. If he said no, it wasn’t good, the liberal side would call him an insurrectionist against the Roman empire.

Instead, Jesus asked for a coin and asked whose picture was on it. They replied Caesar. All right then, Jesus said, give to Caesar what is Caesar’s and give to God what is God’s.

In other words, he was not going to take sides. He did not come to argue politics, or dietary choices, or energy choices. He came to bring us to God.

There are things I believe he would have stood against. He would have been against abortion. If the unborn John recognized the unborn Jesus (Luke 1:39-45) then obviously God dwells in the unborn. And to kill one is murder.

He would have stood for helping the homeless and the hungry. In Matthew 25, it was the fact that they did or did not help the hungry or thirsty or a stranger or naked or sick or in prison, that determined their willingness to love Jesus.

But, you know, he never said anything much about war, or government, or slavery for that matter. There were a million things he didn’t say anything against.

When you accept him, you are accepting a heavenly based king who also determines how you will live on this earth. But Jesus himself knew that one day this earth will be gone.

And the apostle Peter said: The heavens will pass away with a terrible noise, and the very elements themselves will disappear in fire, and the earth and everything on it will be found to deserve judgment Since everything around us is going to be destroyed like this, what holy and godly lives you should live (2 Peter 3:10-11)

One of these day, all of the energy and the animals and politics will be gone. All that will be left is us and Jesus.

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

i saw two women today, both of whom were victims of their culture

And I want women to be modest in their appearance. They should wear decent and appropriate clothing and not draw attention to themselves by the way they fix their hair or by wearing gold or pearls or expensive clothes. For women who claim to be devoted to God should make themselves attractive by the good things they do. (1 Timothy 2:8-10 NLT)
I saw two women today, both of whom were victims of their culture. And both made me sad.

The first was a young Muslim woman who was walking her child to school. She had on a veil that fully covered her hair and a long heavy coat. Her culture told her to cover up lest someone see her and lust after her. the indication is, men are such beasts that if the woman has to neutralize herself or it is her fault.

Even though the heat was rather great, she still wore the heavy clothing her culture demanded of her. She was a prisoner in her system, trapped in her culture.

The other woman was an older woman, probably around 70. She was wearing a tight, low cut t shirt and tight white pants. Her hair was teased up and she had on high heels. Even though most women at that age have learned some discernment in their dress, she obviously hadn’t.

Her culture said that a woman had to look good or she had no place in the world. If she was not desirable, she was nothing. So she wore clothing that aggressively advertised her femininity even though she was elderly. Even though there were a number of things she could wear that would be much more comfortable, especially at her age, she chose the revealing and tight things.

She, too, was a prisoner in her system, trapped inside her culture.

One said that she dare not show that she was female or no one would like her; the other said that unless she did show that she was female, no one would like her.

Jesus made a comment in Matthew 15:11 that said: It’s not what goes into your mouth that defiles you; you are defiled by the words that come out of your mouth. In other words it is not what you eat or drink or wear that matters, it is how you live.

The apostle Paul said the same basic thing in Romans 14:17-18: the Kingdom of God is not a matter of what we eat or drink, but of living a life of goodness and peace and joy in the Holy Spirit. If you serve Christ with this attitude, you will please God, and others will approve of you, too.

It is the internal woman that he looks at, not the external.

Neither of these women were accomplishing what they wanted to accomplish. The young Muslim woman was careful not to offend her culture because in her culture, that offense could bring death. The older woman was careful to do what she thought would bring approval in her culture, because she thought that was expected of her.

I suppose in some ways, both were right and both were wrong. To both it was a matter of survival, of being to get along and live well in their respective cultures.

If they could just dress like the godly woman in 1 Timothy 2. She dressed well and people approved of her, yet she was not ostentatious in what she wore. Because, when it comes down to it, God doesn’t care what you wear, as long as it is modest and appropriate.

Thank you, Lord.