IT’S A GOOD LIFE—MAYBE?

My wife and I watched a Twilight Zone episode the other night.  It starred a little boy, only six years old, with amazing mental powers.  He could control people’s lives to the point of killing them or turning them into a jack-in-the-box.  He could even control nature, making it snow if he chose to do so.

Furthermore, he had very strong opinions about what he liked and what he didn’t.  Instrumental music was okay, but singing was not.

He could read minds, too.  If you didn’t like him or think “good thoughts,” you were in serious trouble.  Your bad thoughts about him were likely to be your last thoughts.

Far-fetched, isn’t it?  Or, then again, is it?  I used to have a very similar fantasy when I was little, fantasies of being in control, of making everybody like me.  And those who didn’t like me—well, let’s just say that I “disappeared” them.

Of course, this meant that I had to banish almost the entire human race.  Even my mom and dad sometimes didn’t seem to be thinking good thoughts about me.  They were gone!

Now, before you excuse my attitude, and say, “Oh, well, that was when you were a little guy,” I should confess that, even though I’m sixty-seven-and-a-half, I still want everybody to like me, to think good thoughts about me.  Fortunately, I don’t have the power to make that happen, or even the power to make it appear to be happening.  Neither do I have the power to turn people into some object or another with my not-so-powerful mind.

However, in twelve-step groups, we often share about our tendency to “objectify” people—to treat them as objects rather than as people in their own right.  I doubt that this is unique to addicts.  I suspect that this is a human reality.  I have heard nurses (not all, thank God!) refer to patients by their problem and room number (“the hip fracture in 201), rather than by name.  Online advertisers don’t talk about people, but about “eyeballs.”

I suspect that the reason many of the Twilight Zone episodes still resonate is not because they are far-fetched or scary.  Rather, the hair stands up on the backs of our necks, because Serling’s creations strike at our own individual and collective hearts and minds.  They reveal us to ourselves.

So, is there a solution?  What about God?

Well, I can even objectify God, if I try really hard.  In fact, it’s not even that hard.  What is idolatry, other than objectifying God—literally?  I can do this mentally in less than a second.

Of course, the real God—if there is one, as I believe that there is—stubbornly insists that He is not an object.  God also insists that we treat ourselves and others as subjects in their own right, and with their own rights.

One really practical thing that I practice, though not nearly enough, is simple to say, but hard to do.  I conjugate the verb “control.”

I am not in control.

I have never been in control.

I will never be in control.

Try it!  It is so much more fun than turning people into jacks-in-the-box!  The Twilight Zone is a wonderful T.V. show, but it’s a lousy way to live your life.

“WHY NO TOTAL HEALING?”

I am getting to teach an online class for the university where I am an adjunct.  The first assignment is simply to introduce yourself.  I figure that this is one small way of personalizing a format that can be very impersonal.

One of the things that I mentioned about myself is that I am an addict, and while I have many years of sobriety, I still go to meetings, have a sponsor, and sponsor others.  I am this frank when I am teaching a class in the flesh, so why not online?

A student of mine responded to this aspect of my introduction by telling me that he appreciated my honesty.  He had a struggle with alcohol addiction some twenty years ago, but Christ had taken away even the desire to drink.  Did I still struggle with desires?

Here is how I responded.

“I am glad for those whom Christ has set free even from the desires to do things that harm and enslave them, and cause them to hurt others.  I think that such things do indeed occur, and I am always delighted to hear of them.

However, that is not my story.  I still have desires that, if left unchecked, would destroy me.  And, of course, I would hurt others in the process of going down.

I don’t know why I am not one of the “delivered from evil desires” crowd.  I wish that I were.  Maybe I don’t have enough faith in God.  That’s certainly possible.

On the other hand, I sometimes wonder if Christ has left me with some left-over desires in order to keep me from becoming puffed up with pride, or unsympathetic to other sinners.  I simply do not know. However, what I do know is that Jesus Christ is my Savior, and I am trying to live under his Lordship every day.

We should always be glad for those who don’t even desire evil.  We should pray that we too will be delivered from such desires.  However, even if we are not delivered from them until we see Jesus face-to-face, we are still responsible for not yielding to those desires.  And we are responsible for doing whatever works to assist us in obedience.  For me, that means still attending 12-step meetings, checking in with my sponsor, and actually practicing the 12 steps.”

So, dear reader, if you have been delivered from even the desire to do evil, rejoice and be glad for such deliverance!

But if you’re still in the daily process of allowing God to help you to deny your evil desires, rejoice and be glad for such deliverance!  Slow-motion miracles are just as miraculous as immediate miracles.  They’re just slower.

“GOD IN EXILE”

“The maggid [preacher] of Mezritch said: ‘Now, in exile, the holy spirit comes upon us more easily than at the time the Temple was still standing.

‘A king was driven from his realm and forced to become a wayfarer.  When, in the course of his wanderings, he came to the house of poor people, where he was given modest food and shelter, but received as a king, his heart grew light and he chatted with his host as intimately as he had done at court with those who were closest to him.

‘Now, that He is in exile, God does the same’” (Tales of the Hasidim, vol. 1, p. 103).

I often feel like an exile.  I have since I was a little kid.  I’ve never felt that I fit in anywhere.  Maybe that’s because I don’t.

I suspect that we all feel that way some of the time, and that some of us feel that way all of the time.  I have no empirical evidence for that, just a hunch.

The hasid, Dov Baer, says that God is also in exile in this world.  God as a wandering king—now that’s an interesting way of thinking about God!

The Bible often refers to God as King.  This is true whether you look in the Old Testament or the New.  While I’m not sure that it ever speaks of God as an exiled king, it frequently comes close.

For example, in the initial visions of Ezekiel (chapters 1-3), who is in exile in Babylon, the prophet sees God’s throne—on wheels no less!  Even though the Temple in Jerusalem was in ruins, God was still king, even in exile.  Ezekiel saw a very portable, dynamic God.

In the New Testament, Jesus is often portrayed in ways that kings were depicted in the Old Testament.  And yet, he was a very strange king, who once said, “The foxes have dens, and the birds have nests, but the Son of Man has no place to lay his head” (Matthew 8:20).

I think that, deep in the human heart, is a desire for a God who is in control, at least in control of other people and of situations that threaten us.  The problem is that when God wants to change us, we get very balky.   Deeper still, however, is the longing for a God who understands and shares our feeling of exile.

Perhaps God as an exiled king is not so strange after all.  Perhaps God has been an exiled king in our world since the Garden of Eden.  Perhaps God is always the one who shares our individual and collective exile.

“THE GLORIOUS PERFECT TENSE IN GREEK”

Sometimes, biblical scholarship seems like a huge waste of time.  However, . . .

Here is an e mail from me to one of my online students, who is taking a course on electronic tools for the study of the Bible.  He was saying in his e mail to me how much he was looking forward to learning a bit more about Hebrew and Greek.

Here is my reply:

“I am debating how much to go into the Hebrew and Greek, even though I can function and teach in both fairly well.  However, I think that it is difficult to teach biblical languages remotely.  Not impossible, but difficult.

However, in order to understand what is going on in Accordance, we do need some facility with Greek and Hebrew.

For example, a frequent nuance of the Greek perfect tense is that it suggests action completed in the past, but with ongoing results.

So, if you hover over a Greek word in Accordance (or a tagged word in translation), and you see that it is a “perf.” verb, you need to know what that suggests.  Otherwise, it’s just an irrelevant factoid.

A good example is Romans 5:2:

“Through him [i.e., through Christ] we have also obtained access by faith into this grace in which we stand, and we rejoice in hope of the glory of God.”

I have bolded two words that are in the perfect tense in this verse.  So what difference does that fact make?

A lot!

What this verse is saying is that we have already obtained (action completed in the past, but with ongoing results) access by faith into the grace of God in Christ.  Not only our obtaining access has been completed in the past, but with ongoing results, but also, we have stood in the past and will continue to stand in this grace.

Now that will preach!”

But the first person I need to preach to is myself.  Here is the truth: I struggle virtually every day with a feeling that I do not stand in grace, that I do not even have access to that grace.

So, I have a choice.  I can either believe me, or I can believe God.  Think I’ll try trusting God’s Word.  After all, I’ve tried trusted myself plenty, and it has rarely worked out well.

“MAKING THE DECISION TO TURN MY WILL AND LIFE OVER TO THE CARE OF GOD”

It is always the supposedly simple stuff that trips me up.  You too?

Take, for example, step 3 of the twelve steps.  It sounds simple enough.  “We made a decision to turn our will and our lives over to the care of God, as we understood God.”

I am taking my car in for an oil change today.  I will turn my car (and some money) over to my oil change folks.  I trust them.  No problem!

Of course, my will and my life is a lot more inclusive and serious than my beat-up Honda Civic.  But then too, God is probably somewhat more trustworthy than my oil change guys.  (Sorry guys, nothing against you!)

My journal entry this morning was as follows:

Wednesday, October 17, 2018

To live for God, I must surrender my will and my life into his hands.

And what do I think God will do with my will and my life?  Am I afraid?  Why?  Do I know God so slightly, do I take God’s love so lightly, that I find it so hard to trust him?  Really???

And yet, I do in fact find it hard to let go of my will and my life.  And what do I get when I cling so tightly?  Clenched fists, that’s all.

God help me to let go and let You, today.  Tomorrow’s struggle is tomorrow’s struggle.  Today, help me to let go.”

I remember reading about two ladies who were talking about surrendering their lives completely to God, and loving God totally.  (I am sorry, I’ve forgotten the source and some of the details, but the following is how I remember it.)   One of them was having trouble with the very idea of surrender.  What if God wanted her to do something really awful?

Her friend, who was somewhat further along in the process of surrender, knew that this fearful woman had a young son that she loved very much.  So her friend used him to illustrate what it was like to surrender to God.

“Suppose that Charlie came to you and said, from the bottom of his loving little heart, ‘Momma, I just want to love you completely.  You can do anything you want with me!’  What would you do?”

Charlie’s mother said, “Why, I would scoop him up in arms and smother him with kisses!”

And her friend said, “Do you suppose that you love Charlie more than God loves you?”

Perhaps I find it so difficult to surrender my will and life to the care of God, because I’m not sure that God really cares.

I am comforted somewhat by the words in step three “. . .  as we understood God.”  The truth is that I don’t really understand God very well.  But I have a hunch, and the hunch is this: I will never begin to understand God, until I have practiced step 3 for a while.  No matter how falteringly I do so, no how fearfully, I need to surrender my will and my life to the care of God, as I understand God.

Surrender takes courage, and I don’t have that much.  I’ll use whatever courage I have.  Who knows?  If I surrender to God, I might find more courage.

“A DEEP CHANGE OF MIND”

We all change our minds at times.  At times, we should.  But then, there is also a deep change of mind.  Such a deep change of mind is what the Bible calls “repentance.”

Luke 3:1   In the fifteenth year of the reign of Tiberius Caesar, Pontius Pilate being governor of Judea, and Herod being tetrarch of Galilee, and his brother Philip tetrarch of the region of Ituraea and Trachonitis, and Lysanias tetrarch of Abilene, 2 during the high priesthood of Annas and Caiaphas, the word of God came to John the son of Zechariah in the wilderness. 3 And he went into all the region around the Jordan, proclaiming a baptism of repentance for the forgiveness of sins. 4 As it is written in the book of the words of Isaiah the prophet,

“The voice of one crying in the wilderness:

‘Prepare the way of the Lord,

make his paths straight.

5           Every valley shall be filled,

and every mountain and hill shall be made low,

and the crooked shall become straight,

and the rough places shall become level ways,

6           and all flesh shall see the salvation of God.’”

 

Luke 3:7   He said therefore to the crowds that came out to be baptized by him, “You brood of vipers! Who warned you to flee from the wrath to come? 8 Bear fruits in keeping with repentance. And do not begin to say to yourselves, ‘We have Abraham as our father.’ For I tell you, God is able from these stones to raise up children for Abraham. 9 Even now the axe is laid to the root of the trees. Every tree therefore that does not bear good fruit is cut down and thrown into the fire.”

 

Luke 3:10   And the crowds asked him, “What then shall we do?” 11 And he answered them, “Whoever has two tunics is to share with him who has none, and whoever has food is to do likewise.” 12 Tax collectors also came to be baptized and said to him, “Teacher, what shall we do?” 13 And he said to them, “Collect no more than you are authorized to do.” 14 Soldiers also asked him, “And we, what shall we do?” And he said to them, “Do not extort money from anyone by threats or by false accusation, and be content with your wages.”

 

Luke 3:15   As the people were in expectation, and all were questioning in their hearts concerning John, whether he might be the Christ, 16 John answered them all, saying, “I baptize you with water, but he who is mightier than I is coming, the strap of whose sandals I am not worthy to untie. He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and fire. 17 His winnowing fork is in his hand, to clear his threshing floor and to gather the wheat into his barn, but the chaff he will burn with unquenchable fire.” (Luke 3:1-17, English Standard Version)

According to Luke 3:8, John the Baptist talked about “. . . the ax being laid to the root of the tree.”  It sounds serious, doesn’t it?  That is because it is.

When I was growing up on the farm, my dad decided to build a fence to keep our cattle in a field that he was turning into pasture.  I was about fourteen, so Dad decided that it was time for me to learn how to chop down saplings in preparation for putting in the fence.  He handed me an axe, and stepped back a respectful distance.  I was so honored that my dad was letting me handle the axe!  I was going to impress him with how fast I could cut that puppy down!  I reared back and swung the axe mightily, hitting the tree about a foot above the ground—and almost broke the axe handle.  I had missed with the axe blade entirely, but not with the axe handle.  In fact, I’m surprised that I didn’t break the handle.  I still remember the tremendous jar, the pain in my hands and arms and shoulders as a result of that miss.

My dad said to me, “Here, son, let me have that axe and show you how it’s done before you do some serious damage to the handle or yourself.”

He said, “First, you need to aim for the roots, not the trunk.  Second, you need to measure your swing before you actually swing.  You lay the axe at the root of the tree like this,” he said, demonstrating.  “That way, you won’t miss and maybe end up cutting off your foot.  Third, you let the axe do the work.  The blade is plenty sharp enough to cut down this sapling.”

I tried it, and (much to my amazement) it went much better.  My dad was smarter than I had thought!

Laying the axe to the root of the tree just before you swing is a wonderful metaphor, and John the Baptist was not shy about using it.  You lay the axe to the root of the tree when you’re just about to chop it down.  Not prune it; chop it down!  John’s words suggest the imminence of judgment.  The time for repentance is now—or never.

None of us has long on this earth.  That’s neither pessimism nor a scare tactic, I hope.  I think that it is simple reality.  I am probably more aware of this than I used to be, since I am an old guy.  However, it is true for everyone, no matter how young they are.  If we are going to put our past behind us (which is one aspect of repentance), and live differently and better in the present and future (which is another aspect of repentance), it might be helpful to meditate on the brevity of life.

But John the Baptist is not leaving us at a loss to know what this repentance, this change of mind, is about.  For John, repentance is primarily shown by what we do, especially how we treat others.  Thus, he says that repentance is about sharing food and clothing, about treating people fairly, about not accusing people falsely, about being content with what we have.  Apparently, repentance is about positive actions, rather than “sorry” feelings and words.

Let me go back now to my story about my dad and me building fence together.

There were some of the saplings that Dad spared.  I would be about to cut one of them down, and Dad would say, “Leave that one, son.  That one is straight and sturdy enough to serve as a fence post.”

My dad valued usefulness.  Perhaps so does God.  And usefulness, in God’s eyes, is not that difficult.  It boils down to fairness, contentment, and sharing what we’ve got with others.

 

“GOD SPEAKS; DO I HAVE EARS TO HEAR?”

“Psa. 19:0     TO THE CHOIRMASTER. A PSALM OF DAVID.

 

Psa. 19:1       The heavens declare the glory of God,

and the sky above proclaims his handiwork.

2           Day to day pours out speech,

and night to night reveals knowledge.

3           There is no speech, nor are there words,

whose voice is not heard.

4           Their voice goes out through all the earth,

and their words to the end of the world.

In them he has set a tent for the sun,

5           which comes out like a bridegroom leaving his chamber,

and, like a strong man, runs its course with joy.

6           Its rising is from the end of the heavens,

and its circuit to the end of them,

and there is nothing hidden from its heat.

 

Psa. 19:7       The law of the LORD is perfect,

reviving the soul;

the testimony of the LORD is sure,

making wise the simple;

8           the precepts of the LORD are right,

rejoicing the heart;

the commandment of the LORD is pure,

enlightening the eyes;

9           the fear of the LORD is clean,

enduring forever;

the rules of the LORD are true,

and righteous altogether.

10         More to be desired are they than gold,

even much fine gold;

sweeter also than honey

and drippings of the honeycomb.

11         Moreover, by them is your servant warned;

in keeping them there is great reward.

 

Psa. 19:12     Who can discern his errors?

Declare me innocent from hidden faults.

13         Keep back your servant also from presumptuous sins;

let them not have dominion over me!

Then I shall be blameless,

and innocent of great transgression.

 

Psa. 19:14     Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart

be acceptable in your sight,

O LORD, my rock and my redeemer.”  (English Standard Version)

 

According the psalmist, God speaks in two ways: in God’s creation and in God’s Law.  In lyrical language, the poet speaks of the silent speech that all creation pours out.

The sun will be coming up shortly.  The psalmist saw the same sun that I will soon see, and he compared it to a young bridegroom, coming out to run a race.  (Were newly married young men in his days showing off to impress their brides with how fast and powerful they were?  Maybe human nature has not changed as much as we might think.)

But then, in verse 7, the psalmist makes a hard right turn.  He begins to talk about another language that God speaks, the language of law.

Most of us don’t like the word “law.”  We think of it as boring at best, and as positively confining at worst.  And human laws, even at their best, may be both boring and confining.

However, the psalmist seems to respond rather differently to God’s law.  It is perfect, refreshes, is trustworthy, makes us wise, is right and brings joy (yes, joy!).  It gives light to the eyes and is firm forever.  The decrees of the LORD are more precious than gold, and sweeter than the sweetest thing imaginable.  There is not simply great reward for keeping God’s commandments.  There is great reward in keeping them.  The deed done in faith and obedience is its own reward.

What window was this psalmist looking out of, anyway!?!  Is it really the case, is it even possible, that what God says is this wonderful?

I have to confess that, most of the time, this is not my own perception.  I’m ashamed to admit that, but there it is.

Perhaps my problem is that I haven’t kept reading.  Maybe I stopped with verse 11.

In verses 12-13, the psalmist adopts a more somber tone.  He worries about his own errors.  Is he really listening to this wonderful creation and the LORD’s wonderful word, or are hidden errors or blatant sins causing hearing loss?

None of us knows what we don’t know.  Perhaps none of us even wants to know what we don’t know.  I know enough of my own hidden errors and willful sins to not want to know any more.

I have often heard people ask, “Does God still speak?”  Someone has responded to this question with a counter-question: “The question isn’t whether God still speaks.  The question is, are we listening?”  And I will have ears to hear, only if I am aware of my own unawareness, and if I have a heart to at least desire to obey.

“A SIMPLE GIFT OF CONCENTRATING PRAYER”

You might think that the title of this post is a mistake.  “Don’t you mean ‘concentrated prayer’?”  No, although concentrated prayer can be a wonderful thing as well.

But a good friend of mine gave me a wonderful gift the other day—a prayer that helped me to concentrate.  In other words, he gave me a concentrating prayer.

I mentioned at a twelve-step meeting that I had a project designing an online course for the university where I teach, and was I ever intimidated!  And I had to finish it within the next few days, so that the dean and the course design committee could go over it.

I love teaching, but I have A.D.D., and it often gets in the way of doing even things that I love.  I can concentrate.  It may just be a bit more difficult for me than for some.

After the meeting, I received the following text:

“With your permission I have a prayer for you to say while You’re preparing for your course.

‘I am an intelligent man. I can and will do this. God, I know that if I get stuck or tired You will be there to help me.’

Good luck. I’ll be praying for you.”

That prayer settled me down.  It calmed me down.  And I turned in the rough draft of the syllabus just before noon today.

Sometimes, simple encouragement, simple gifts, and simple prayers are simply what we need.

“A LIVING EXCLAMATION POINT”

Generally, my journal is just for me.  However, sometimes I think that you might enjoy (and benefit from) looking over my shoulder.  Another possibility is that I am just being lazy, and don’t want to write something else for my blog post.  However, I don’t like that interpretation, so I simply regard it as untrue, and throw it out.

So, here you go, and I hope that you enjoy it.

Wednesday, October 10, 2018

Another good day yesterday!  I love you, LORD!  Help me to love you more in this day.  Help me to love you with this day!

Yesterday, I moved a good deal of stuff back upstairs, so that my wife could have the downstairs desk.  The desk upstairs has a lot more room.  In fact, the entire room is larger.  It feels good to be back up here, though my wife is concerned with me being “so far away from” her.  Isn’t that sweet!  I love that girl so much!

I’ve got an awful lot of exclamation points in the above paragraphs, but then, I’m an exclamation point kind of guy.  (Should I have finished the preceding sentence with an exclamation point?)

I remember a lady from many years ago, the wife of the president of a seminary I attended back in the 1980’s, who was always so upbeat and enthusiastic.  Everybody hated her.  “Nobody can be that happy and bubbly all the time,” some said.  Many of the students thought she was simply a fake.

Well, maybe not everybody hated her.  In fact, I rather liked her.  Perhaps that was because I was (and am) a little like her.

Of course, I’m a morning person, so I tend to rain exclamation points early in the morning.  Later in the day, they tend to dry up, and become periods or commas or question marks.  Sometimes they even become the . . . s of unfinished sentences.  Oh well . . .

One of the problems I had when I was writing my Ph.D. dissertation was that I kept using exclamation marks.  My very patient advisors kept reminding me that I shouldn’t do that.  When I had eliminated all the exclamations, I was awarded the Ph.D.  Apparently, Ph.D. candidates are not allowed to be enthusiastic or emphatic.

But perhaps God loves my exclamation points, and all of my punctuation marks, even my questions and my dot-dot-dots.  The God who made all things understands all the punctuation marks of all God’s creatures—including the creatures that are you and me.

“A WELCOMING FACE”

A twelve-step friend, Sean, gave me a wonderful word of encouragement after the meeting this past Saturday.  He said to me, “You are always smiling.”

“Well,” I replied, “I’m not sure about that, but thanks!”  Then I added, “I don’t think of myself as having a very nice smile.  I look in the mirror and frown.  That, of course, makes me look even older and uglier.  Maybe I just need to stop looking in the mirror.”

And then, Sean said, “Well, I think you have a very welcoming face!”

Oh, my—“a welcoming face”!  I had never heard that expression before!

It’s a good expression, isn’t it?  I hope that Sean is right about me.  I certainly want him to be right.

Of course, I don’t always have a welcoming face.  Sometimes my face is harsh or judgmental or just plain closed off.  My face, like the rest of me, is a work in progress.  Still, I am profoundly grateful that someone experiences my face as welcoming.

So, how does a person cultivate a welcoming face?

Let me ask you a simpler question: How does a baby learn to smile?  I suppose that the answer is that a baby learns to smile by watching others smile.  And, of course, it is easy to smile at a baby, isn’t it?

Perhaps I’ve learned to have a welcoming face because others have given me their own welcoming faces.  Some, particularly my wife, have done this in spite of the fact that I have so frequently been frightfully cruel to them in the past.  A welcoming face is a gift that has been given to me by others, before I could give it to others.

Ultimately, I believe that God has the most welcoming face in the universe.  Perhaps that is what is meant by the expression in Numbers 6:25.  As part of the priestly blessing, Aaron and his descendants are told that they are to say to the Israelites, “May the LORD make his face shine on you.”  Perhaps God’s “shining face” is another way of speaking of God’s welcoming face.

But please notice an aspect of this that I frequently forget: The reference to the LORD’s welcoming face is immediately followed by the blessing of God’s grace.

God does not have a welcoming heart and face because we are so wonderful.  God has a welcoming heart and face because God is so wonderful.

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