Monthly Archives: March 2020

“Keeping a Friendlier Distance”

The rains are over for now, and it is still warm (72o in Cincinnati right now).  My wife and I turned off the endless coronavirus reports, and went for a walk.  However, this pandemic and the fear it engenders are not so easy to turn off.

There were other folks outside as well, but my wife and I kept our distance.  No, not from one another, but from other people.  If either my wife or I are infected (as we may well be), we are going to cling to one another, as Genesis 2:24 says we should.  But we do try to protect ourselves from others, as well as protecting others from us.

However, we had some nice conversations with a few of our neighbors—from a respectful distance.  I sensed that we suddenly needed one another more.  Or perhaps we simply realized how much we have needed one another all along.

One couple who were out walking approached the intersection of the streets at the same time we did.  They hesitated and we crossed the street.  “We’re sorry,” the lady said.  “We’re just trying to be careful.”

“We are too,” I replied.

“No offense meant,” said the lady.

“None taken,” said I.

We need other people.  We also need our distance, right now and always.  It used to be said that we need to allow everyone three feet of personal space.  I suspect that this rule of thumb is now obsolete.  Six feet is now the new normal.

Perhaps we need to think through how much we need people, as well as how much we need space.  Perhaps space will help us to appreciate people more.  Perhaps we are beginning to come to grips with the fact that a pandemic does not really care about who you are, or who you think you are.  This virus appears to attack anyone it can.  While the wealthy have more access to health care—as they always have—even they are not immune.

Genesis (the first book of the Old Testament/Hebrew Bible, not the musical group) indicates that the human race came from one man and one woman.  (Profoundly interesting is the fact that the word “adam” can be a proper name [“Adam”], but it is also the common Hebrew word for humankind.)  Even if you don’t believe that Genesis 2-3 is literally true, it suggests a huge Truth: We are all in this thing called life together.  “America first,” “my race first,” “my family first,” “me first”—these slogans won’t cut it.  We live together; we die together.  If we need to keep our distance from others, it needs to be a friendly distance we keep.

“Expectational Blindness”

Do you ever experience “expectational blindness”?  I’ll bet you do!

In case you don’t immediately know what “expectational blindness” is, let me give you a simple example that happened to me just the other day.

My wife has been having some back problems.  She was lying in bed and was going to get up and get a strap that she uses to do leg stretches.  Being the good husband that I think I am, I exclaimed, “I’ll get that for you!”

To make sure I didn’t get lost, my wife said, “It is in one of the two bottom drawers on the left side of the dresser.”  I looked diligently, but without success.  “It’s red,” she said, giving me another helpful clue.  The lady knows me.

“Nope,” I said.  I’ve learned to hedge my bets, so I added, “I’m not saying it’s not here; I’m just saying that I don’t see it.”

She got out of bed—painfully—hobbled to the dresser, and immediately pulled out the band from one of the drawers where I had diligently (??) searched.

“Didn’t you see this?” she asked.

“Of course, but I thought it was a scarf or something,” I replied, with enough humility to make even St. Francis proud.

“Well,” my wife continued, “why didn’t you pull it out to see what it was?”

I thought for a moment, and answered with obvious logic, “Because I didn’t think it was the strap you were looking for.”  (Now that I write this down, I see that my logic was neither obvious nor logical.)

I was expecting some other kind of stretching band, apparently.  And my narrow expectations had caused me to be blind to reality.  Hence the term “expectational blindness.”

I would like to believe that my situational blindness is limited to red stretching bands, but I don’t think that would be a healthy belief that is based on reality.  The truth is that I have practiced expectational blindness for many decades.  I’ve gotten quite good at it.

And, of course, when you’re blind you tend to stumble around a lot.  And you bump into other people.  Being blind through no fault of your own is a serious matter.  Being blind due to your own expectations is just plain stupid.

A twelve-step friend has often said, “An expectation is just another word for a premeditated resentment.”  Yes!

Probably, most of us pride ourselves on being open-minded.  However, I doubt that many of us are.  We all have blinding expectations.  Perhaps all expectations are blinding.

I wonder what would happen if I went through just one day without any expectations?  Maybe I should try it and find out!

“God’s Protection in the Midst of Plague”

        “He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High

                        will abide in the shadow of the Almighty.     I will say to the LORD, “My refuge and my fortress,

                        my God, in whom I trust.”

For he will deliver you from the snare of the fowler

                        and from the deadly pestilence.         

He will cover you with his pinions,

                        and under his wings you will find refuge;

                        his faithfulness is a shield and buckler.

You will not fear the terror of the night,

                        nor the arrow that flies by day,           nor the pestilence that stalks in darkness,

                        nor the destruction that wastes at noonday.

A thousand may fall at your side,

                        ten thousand at your right hand,

                        but it will not come near you.

You will only look with your eyes

                        and see the recompense of the wicked.

Because you have made the LORD your dwelling place—

                        the Most High, who is my refuge—   no evil shall be allowed to befall you,

                        no plague come near your tent.

For he will command his angels concerning you

                        to guard you in all your ways.

On their hands they will bear you up,

                        lest you strike your foot against a stone.

You will tread on the lion and the adder;

                        the young lion and the serpent you will trample underfoot.

“Because he holds fast to me in love, I will deliver him;

                        I will protect him, because he knows my name.        When he calls to me, I will answer him;

                        I will be with him in trouble;

                        I will rescue him and honor him.

With long life I will satisfy him

                        and show him my salvation.””

(Psalm 91:1–16 The Holy Bible, English Standard Version)

https://accordance.bible/link/read/ESVS#Psa._91:1

This is a comforting psalm at a time such as this, when a silent killer stalks our days and our nights, our waking and our dreams.  And we can all stand some comfort right now.  I am grateful for what federal, state, and local political leaders are doing—as well as many businesses and individuals.  But a deeper comfort must come from a higher power than these, if we are not to be consumed by worry, fear, and anxiety.

I am especially fond of verses 9 and 10 of Psalm 91. “Because you have made the LORD your dwelling place—the Most High, who is my refuge—no evil shall be allowed to befall you,

no plague come near your tent.”

However, vss. 11 and 12 give me pause for thought.  I can almost hear someone exclaim, “Why on earth would being protected by the angels so that you wouldn’t even get a stone bruise give you pause for thought!?!”

There is a reason: In the New Testament, the devil quoted these two verses when he was tempting Jesus in the wilderness.  Yes, I’m afraid that the devil can quote Scripture!  If you don’t believe me, have a look at Matthew 4:1-11 and Luke 4:1-13.

Basically, the devil was tempting Jesus to prove that he was God’s son, by doing something reckless.  “Jump from the pinnacle of the temple, Jesus!  That will impress people!  And, after all, doesn’t the Scripture say that, if you make the Lord your refuge, God’s angels will protect you?”

Jesus rejected this use of Psalm 91:11-12, and refused to jump.  So, we probably should not think of Psalm 91 as a blanket statement of God’s protection, no matter what.  Recklessness is not faith.  It is just recklessness.

This has practical implications for our current situation with the covid-19 virus (coronavirus).  Some Christians are, I fear, using Scriptures such as Psalm 91 as a reason not to take seriously the warnings from federal, state, and local officials who are telling us what we should do (and, more importantly, what we should not do) right now.  That strikes me as not being so much an expression of faith, as it is an example of foolishness.

If anyone had faith, it was Jesus of Nazareth.  Yet he was not reckless.  He knew God and the Bible very well indeed.  Indeed, there are those of us—and I am one of them—who believe that Jesus was God in the flesh, the very one who inspired the Bible.

So, while I am not a fan of isolation and of washing the skin off my hands, and though I am generally skeptical of governments of all kinds, I think that, in this case, we ought not to assume that we will be safe no matter what we do, if only we believe.  I don’t know how many people who have died due to the coronavirus so far were people of faith, but I suspect some were.

“Fear? Not!”

I think that it is safe to say that we are all at least a little fearful right now.  Yes?

So, what do we do with our fear?  Perhaps a better question is this: What do we refuse to let fear do with us?

I suspect that there are several things that fear wants to do to/with us.

One thing that fear wants to do to/with us is to make us panicky.  Fear can be a good thing.  It alerts us to danger, and helps us to take prudent measures that protect ourselves and those we love.

Panic, however, is not a positive thing at all.  Panic always makes a bad situation worse.  Always remember the eleventh commandment: Thou shalt not panic!

Another thing that fear wants us to do is to collapse on ourselves, to become completely self-absorbed.  Many of us (especially those who write blogs) are already self-absorbed enough. 

So, what can and should we do with our fear?

First, we can feel afraid.  Feelings of all kinds are made to be felt.  Don’t deny your fears.  If you’re not afraid right now, you’re not paying sufficient attention.

Say your prayers.  You don’t believe in God?  Well, say your prayers anyway, even if you have to start them out with “To whom it may or may not concern.”  When I pray, I feel calmer.  In fact, one of my most consistent prayers right now is a calm-my-spirit prayer that I learned years ago, when a church I pastored was going through a 50-Day Spiritual Adventure.  Here is the prayer: Calm my spirit, Lord.  That’s it.  That’s the whole prayer.

Second, do the things that normally work for you, even if you don’t think that you can, even if you don’t think that doing those things will work.  I am continued to do 12-step readings, to make gratitude lists, to do (at least sporadic) blog posts.

And, since panicky fear wants you to be self-absorbed, do something that you really don’t want to do for someone else.  Check on other people.  Call.  Email.  Text.  Yes, by all means, wear a mask and gloves.  But minister to the needs of others.  The coronavirus is a serious threat, but cowardly selfishness will damage us even more.

Fear?

Not!

“Living Courageously in a Time of Pandemic”

There are two ways that the coronavirus kills: by physically destroying humans, and by fear.  The second method may well be the most effective.

My wife is visiting her mom in a nursing home.  Nursing homes are a wonderful breeding ground for the coronavirus.  I am worried and afraid.

I journaled, and then read what I had written.  And I communicated these fears to my sponsors in my morning report.  One of them got back to me with a phone call that helped me to get the fear under God’s control.  And I texted a friend and asked him to pray for me, for my wife, and for all concerned.  I ended my text as follows:

“Thanks for reading this.  I feel better now, having gotten some confused and confusing feelings out in the open.  I think I’m already feeling less confused and fearful.  And you haven’t even prayed yet!”

Today’s Affirmation: Today, by God’s grace, I will live a courageous life.  I will not fear perhapses.

Courage is not the same thing as a careless attitude or actions.  Prudent precautions aren’t cowardice.  It takes some courage, even to be cautious.

However, fear is no one’s friend.  And courage is a good friend these days, and every day.  We should prepare for possibilities and probabilities, but we can and should live without perhapses.

“Being Sunshine”

“You are the light of the world.”  (Jesus)

Today, by God’s grace, I will be sunshine wherever I go.”  (Me)

I suspect that I had sensory affective disorder before that condition even had a name.  My wife figured it out.  She noticed that I was especially and most deeply depressed during January and February, and when the weather was chronically grey.  Sensory affective disorder (SAD) is no laughing matter.  The pun is for free. (A friend of mine who is also a psychologist pointed out to me over breakfast this morning that it is actually Seasonal Affective Disorder. He put a positive spin on my misstep by saying that it helped him see the disorder from a new angle. Man, what a knack he has for correcting me and making me feel good about my mistakes at the same time! That is an art form!)

However, I am not so affected by the weather these days.  Oh, don’t get me wrong: I like a warm day that’s filled with sunshine as much as the next man, woman, child, or cat.  However, I am discovering that if you are the sunshine, you don’t necessarily have to have the sunshine.  Let me explain.

I made the mistake of looking at the weather report the day before yesterday.  I was trying to decide when to work up my garden and plant my cool-weather seeds.  The report showed that Monday was supposed to be warm and dry (it was), but that after that, there was an excellent chance for rain.  (It is Tuesday morning, and there is more than a chance of rain; it is raining right now.)

I was briefly a little down about facing the prospect of a bunch of grey, rainy days.  But then, I caught myself, and said to myself, “Wait a minute!  The sun will still be there, whether or not I can see it.  There will be daylight, even if there isn’t a lot of sunlight.”

And then, I had another thought, and this thought now has me: I don’t primarily need to see the sunlight.  I need to be the sunlight.

Jesus said to his original disciples, “You are the light of the world.”  He says the same to you and me.

Take that, sensory affective disorder!

“Stay Teachable; Stay Progressive”

            “Whoever heeds instruction is on the path to life,

            but he who rejects reproof leads others astray.” (Prov. 10:17, English Standard Version)

“A traveller to life [is] he who is keeping instruction, And whoso is forsaking rebuke is erring.”

“Education is change, and change is ‘Ouch!'” (Evelyn Huber)

(Proverbs 10:17 Young’s Literal Translation of the Holy Bible)

Proverbs, in any language, are usually very brief and terse.  Think, for example, of our saying, “Nothing ventured; nothing gained.”  Because they are brief and terse, they are both memorable and (sometimes) cryptic.

What is true of proverbs in general is also true of biblical proverbs and the Book of Proverbs.  (There are proverbs throughout the Bible.  Hence the distinction between biblical proverbs and the Book of Proverbs.)

The brief and terse proverb that is the basis for this post is fairly clear in its broad contours, but somewhat cryptic with regard to specifics.  For example, it is by no means clear whether the proverb warns against rejecting reproof because the person rejecting reproof will go astray, or  warning is against leading others astray.

But do we even need to choose?  It is hard to be a good GPS for others, when you’re lost yourself!  Indeed, it is impossible.

 “Reproof” is an old-fashioned word that we don’t use much anymore.  The modern equivalent would probably fall somewhere between “correction” and “reprimand.”  None of us likes to be corrected or reprimanded, but all of us need that at times.  We need to stay teachable over the long haul.

Derek Kidner comments on this verse, in his usual terse and practical manner, so I’ll let him have the final word:

10:17. Stay teachable, you stay progressive.”  Kidner goes on to say, “Note that the contrast is between keeping and forsaking: i.e. not only must instruction be listened to; it must be held fast over a long period.”[1]


[1] Derek Kidner, Proverbs: An Introduction & Commentary, Tyndale Old Testament Commentaries (Downers Grove: InterVarsity Press, 1964), 88.

DTEB, “Self-Respect”

Years ago, my long-term sponsor encouraged me to do and live out daily affirmations.  It has been, quite literally, a life-changing experience.  Here is my 12-step report to my sponsors for today, and my tentative report for tomorrow:

Dear _________ and _____________,

No violations.

Yesterday’s affirmation: “Today, by God’s grace, I am respecting myself, God, others, all living creatures, and even inanimate objects.  The word (and song) for today is “R-E-S-P-E-C-T.

Here is how I think I did with yesterday’s affirmation: I was respectful to myself, God, and others today, for the most part.  One thing that I can certainly improve on is thinking (and consequently, speaking) of myself in a more respectful way.  My wife pointed out to me yesterday (for the how-many-th time??) that she doesn’t like it when I speak of myself in a put-down-ish manner.

Today’s affirmation: Today, by God’s grace, I am carefully monitoring my thinking and speaking to and about myself.  I am thinking positive thoughts about myself, and I am speaking about myself as little as possible.  But if I do say something about myself, it is kind.

I have begun the practice of writing my report for the next day, right after I send the report for the present day.  This enables me to think about and plan for the outcomes of my affirmation.  I can always revise the draft the next morning, based on what really happened.  So, here is my tentative report for tomorrow:

“Here is how I did:

  • I did monitor my thinking and actions, based on this affirmation.  I committed the affirmation to memory, and frequently repeated it (out loud when I was alone, and mentally when I was with other people).
  • When I was inclined to say something negative about myself, I did the Bob Newhart thing, and said, “Stop it!”
  • I made the decision to listen more to others, and to talk less about myself.  It was great fun!  (And I learned a lot more about others, and gave them the invitation to feel respected by my genuine interest in them.)
  • I thanked God in my daily gratitude list for 10 good things about myself.”

Here is one thing that I did not include in the rough draft of my report to my sponsors.  I will add it.

  • At church, I went to the altar, prayed, and emptied myself of everything.  I feel light enough today to float away.  I know that a breakthrough has to be fleshed out with lots of follow-throughs, and I am determined that, by God’s grace, I will do precisely that.  I will empty myself of my past, my regrets, my sins (real and imagined), and myself, as often as I need to do so.  Then, I will pray that God will continually fill me with his Holy Spirit and with all goodness.

“Stories: Identify Yourself!”

“But Peter said, ‘I have no silver and gold, but what I do have I give to you. In the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, rise up and walk!’” (Acts 3:6, English Standard Version)

Today’s “3-Minute Retreat” from Loyola Publishing took Acts 3:6 as its jumping off place.  This is a good verse to jump off from, and to jump into.  The verse occurs in a miracle story in the book of Acts.

Acts tells part of the story of the very early church.  These stories are set in the twenty-plus years that followed the life, death, and resurrection of Jesus.  The stories involve preaching, teaching, people coming to faith in Christ, people rejecting Christ, traveling, and a few miracles.

Acts 3:1-10 tells the story of a miraculous healing of a man who had been born lame.  Perhaps it would be helpful to copy and paste the entire story.

Now Peter and John were going up to the temple at the hour of prayer, the ninth hour. And a man lame from birth was being carried, whom they laid daily at the gate of the temple that is called the Beautiful Gate to ask alms of those entering the temple. Seeing Peter and John about to go into the temple, he asked to receive alms. And Peter directed his gaze at him, as did John, and said, “Look at us.” And he fixed his attention on them, expecting to receive something from them. But Peter said, “I have no silver and gold, but what I do have I give to you. In the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, rise up and walk!” And he took him by the right hand and raised him up, and immediately his feet and ankles were made strong. And leaping up, he stood and began to walk, and entered the temple with them, walking and leaping and praising God. And all the people saw him walking and praising God, and recognized him as the one who sat at the Beautiful Gate of the temple, asking for alms. And they were filled with wonder and amazement at what had happened to him.” (Acts 3:1–10 The Holy Bible, English Standard Version

https://accordance.bible/link/read/ESVS#Acts_3:1, italics mine)

The man was begging at the temple gate.  He was carried and placed there every day.  I suppose that he had discovered that people were more generous when they were going to or coming from worshipping God.  In any case, there he was.

When two of the apostles of Jesus, Peter and John, were going to the temple, they stopped and looked at the man.  Probably the cripple had learned the universal language of refusal to help.  The first commandment in this language is “Thou shalt not make eye contact!”  So, when Peter and John stopped and looked at him, the man expected them to give him a coin or two.

But they didn’t have money.  They had something else, something better.  They had the name and authority of Jesus.  And so, they said, “We’re as broke as you are.  However, we do have something.  In the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, WALK!”  They helped him up, and the man did walk—just like that!

My “3-Minute Retreat” did not emphasize the miraculous aspect, but took this story (particularly Acts 3:6) in an interesting direction.  They asked two important questions.  These two questions show that the retreat masters were challenging us retreatants to identify ourselves with the apostles Peter and John in this story.

“In what ways can I offer Jesus’ healing presence to others?”

“How might I be a source of God’s comfort to those who suffer illness?”

The prayer that was suggested to close out the retreat also was based on the notion of the participants identifying with the apostles.

“(Speak to Jesus using this prayer or words of your own.)

Jesus, thank you for your healing love. Help me to be an instrument of your comfort and your healing presence.”

The person with whom you identify in any story, biblical or otherwise, says a lot about who you are.  For example, I have usually identified with the lame man in the Acts 3 story.  I’ve never been very self-confident.  I tend toward a “can’t-do attitude.”  I do a lot better these days with this, but it is still a struggle.  However, I have a wonderful wife and friends who come by often, give me a hand, and lift me to my feet.  And wonder of wonders, I discover that I can walk!

However, this retreat challenges me to identify with the apostles.  I am to ask hard questions about how I can help others to walk (or at least crawl) in the right direction.  I am asked to consider what resources I might have that could help others.  And then, there is the matter of doing something about that.

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