Thursday, April 30, 2020

Reflections (Art)

For those of us who derive the majority of our sense of purpose and value from what we produce, these are nearly intolerable times. 
Let that sink in.
Do you gain your sense of value from what you produce?  Is it in what you do - your work -that provides your value?
How's that working for you these days?
I have read an author named Seth Godin for several years.  He blogs EACH day.  Every day.  No exceptions.  I considered not staying with him.  He kept writing about producing art.  He stresses making and shipping art. 
I thought, I am no artist.  This is not applying to me. 
But what he talks about is how we look at what we do.  You do not just "work".  You produce art.  That is the value you share.
I keep thinking about this.
My sense of value has often been defined by what I produce.  In ministry we call it "fruit".  What we really expected was more, more, and more.  More members.  More in attendance.  More in the offering.  More groups.  More, more, more.  Work, work, work.
What if rather than trying to do more work, and gain value from what I produce along with the affirmation and approval that comes, I did art.
Art.
That is a new look on work.  Art provides value for someone else. 
Art is what we offer for others.
Art is what we contribute for the benefit of others.
Art is the story we tell, the picture we create, the idea we promote, the labor we do.
These days I am not very "productive".  But that is okay.  I am discovering joy in finding purpose and meaning, not in what I "produce" but in what I am able to offer. 
Find your gift.  Be an artist.  Offer to others.
This is the day the Lord has made.  Let us rejoice and be glad in it.
steve

Wednesday, April 29, 2020

Reflections (homesick)

Have you ever been homesick?  The memory is still there of waking up in a bunk bed, a cool morning, birds singing, but at camp.  It should have been wonderful.  Amazing.  But it was not home.  I still feel the ache of homesick. 
There were other times.  It may have been me or one of my friends.  We were growing up.  We would "spend the night" with someone.  There  are memories of late night phone calls and parents taking somebody "home".
It was not only childhood.  When I was doing 2 week classes in Pasadena, California I missed Cindy and our kids.  Homesick.
It is a pretty lousy feeling.  It robs the joy of the moment.
I have a sense some of us are having similar feelings even though we are "home".  ALL THE TIME.
Some have asked if Cindy and I plan to travel when we retire.  I am not sure what to say.  We will go somewhere, but you need to realize, my favorite trip in going home at 5:00!
I have learned to appreciate new places.  Many of us are blessed to have had amazing experiences in places away from home. 
But I love home.
I love being with those that are most important to me.
I love things that are familiar.
I love home.
Now I am beginning to discover something during this Covid-19 thing.  As much as I love home, it would be glad to branch out once in awhile!  As much as I love home, this is really not all there is.
The author of the Book of Hebrews writes an amazing chapter - Chapter 11 in the book of Hebrews relates a literal Bible Hall of Fame.  Take a moment and read it.
Then in verse 16 - Hebrews 11:16, it captures an eternal truth about all those who had lived and died in faith.
"They were longing for a better country - a heavenly one."
I find myself longing to get out of the house. 
I want to come to church and worship - but only when appropriate.
I want to go to our favorite restaurant and eat - but only when appropriate.
I want to go visit our kids - may or may not be appropriate!
I want to go see mom.
I want to go to the store without anxiety.
I want to go to a movie.
I want to go to a Royals game.
But what I truly want is to find my home.  The one God has given me for today is amazing.  I love home.  I find this home drawing me to my true home - in the heart of God! 
Homesick for the Lord.
It is a really good place to be.
This is the day the Lord has made.  Let us rejoice and be glad in it.
steve

Tuesday, April 28, 2020

Reflections (wrong road)

Yesterday I went for a walk.  I do that every day.  Yesterday I decided to change it up a little.  I chose a route that I thought would circle back to the familiar way.  Wrong.  I got lost.  I knew basically where I was.  But I was in unfamiliar territory.  It was a different neighborhood.  There were some signs that seemed familiar.  I figured that if I kept going in the direction I was going, I would end up where I wanted to be.  But I had some doubts.  At one point I even considered the possibility that I might have to call Cindy to come and find me.  (Frankly, that is the worst thing a man might need to do - ask directions!)
But eventually - it took a few minutes longer than I figured it would - the road I was on opened up to the road I was seeking. 
When I first got there I did not recognize I was where I wanted to be.  Ever feel that way?
When you are accustomed to walking a north and south way and you end up going east and west, things look different.  When I reached the familiar road it seemed familiar.  But that was after my initial thought of "oh no, I have no idea where I am".  Then I recognized where I was.
I was on the other side of the road from what I usually walked on.  But familiar landmarks came into view.  I knew I was on the right road.
When I thought about it, it dawned on me that in 30 minutes I had captured what is happening to me in the Covid-19 era. 
I find myself in a different neighborhood.  This life has many similarities but it is different.  We are navigating a new neighborhood.  There are different challenges.  Different victories.  Different gratitudes.  Different fears. We are in the same life - general area - but it is different.
I find myself searching for familiar landmarks.  If I could just see a familiar street sign I would know where I am in this.  If I could just take a pill.
But beneath this new navigation is the confidence that life will open into familiar territory.  Plus, we can always ask for help.  (Have you prayed today?)
When things open up (that is the word in the country today) we may not immediately recognize where we are.  We are going to be coming at life from a different direction. 
I pray my new direction is more faithful.
More caring.
More loving.
More trusting.
Less self-reliant.
More Christ-centered.
I pray my post-Covid-19 life looks vastly different.  But I am confident it will lead me to the road home.  Be confident today.  You are finding your way home.
This is the day the Lord has made.  Let us rejoice and be glad in it.
steve

Monday, April 27, 2020

Reflections (Nothing Changed)

Were I to begin a conversation with you by saying, "Nothing Changed", you would  assume I was totally out of touch with the world you have been living in the past 2 months.  But here goes.  Nothing Changed.
I know the narrative is that EVERYTHING changed.  I know the circumstances of my life have been radically altered.  I recognize things that meant a great deal to me 2 months ago are not even being thought about today.  I find things I took for granted have vastly greater meaning.  So what do I mean, nothing changed.
Let me put it this way.  One time I (and I suspect you) opened my heart to Jesus Christ.  With me, it was fairly imperceptible.  Oh, it was real.  I just was spared that radical, "Damascus Road" sort of experience. 
I (and many of you) was nurtured in the faith.  My mom and dad and extended family prayed for me.  They lived a Christ-like example for me.  They taught me lessons.  They instilled a faith in my life.  It surrounded me.  They made choices for me. 
Then one day - not sure when - I started making my own choices.  It got to the place where mom did not have to tell me to "brush your teeth".  It became natural.  Lesson learned.
There are too many examples of that to even begin to note.  I think you get my point.
Faith.
There came a moment, I don't remember exactly when, that the faith of my family became my faith.  What had surrounded me for my entire life no longer worked ON me, but not lived IN me.  By faith in Jesus Christ, I was united with him.  My sin nature was crucified with Christ.  He powerfully broke the power of cancelled sin.  (You have probably sung that before.)  I will say, it took me a long time for that reality to sink in.  But the fact I had yet to catch up with God's work did not diminish God's work.
In a very real sense, my life belonged to God.  God took me in His hands and held me close.  Even though I have had plenty of missteps along the way, God has always held me close.  Still does.  Nothing Changed.
When the circumstances of the world changed - God was still God.
When financial markets went goofy - God was still God.
When sickness and death became the default for the news - God was still God.
When I worried about (too much to list)  God was still God.
Nothing Changed.
Nothing that ultimately matters.
Nothing that keeps me in relationship with Jesus.
Nothing that God wants to do in my life.
You see, nothing can separate us from the love of God. (You have read that one in Romans 8). 
Though the world change, God remains.
Nothing Changed.
This is the day the Lord has made.  We will rejoice and be glad in it.
steve

Sunday, April 26, 2020

Reflections (coppersmith)

I suppose every preacher who ever heard Dr. Buskirk tell the story of the coppersmith has told it a kazillion times.  We make it our own when it gets into the "preacher's soul".  It goes something like this.
The church embarked upon a project to construct a new building.  One design plan called for a steeple to be placed on the top of the building.  An older gentleman in the church, a coppersmith, volunteered to build the steeple for the top of the building.  His offer was graciously accepted.
Each day the coppersmith would go into his workshop and work.  He constantly measured his work to ensure that when he completed the steeple it could be taken out of the shop and secured on top of the building.  He carefully designed the steeple.  He meticulously formed its shape.  He forged and filed. 
People would stop in to ask how the work was going.  His response was always the same.  "I am fashioning it down here so it will fit up there."
One day the pastor stopped by as the man was working.  He was there when the bell rang and school let out for the day.  Soon a little boy popped into the workshop.  It was the coppersmith's grandson.  He came by every day after school, on his way home.  They would have a short conversation.  Then it was "lets do our thing", and the two of them would pray together.
This day they were joined by the pastor.  The coppersmith said to his grandson, "let's do our thing", and they invited the pastor to join them.  Together they got on their knees in the copper filings and prayed.  As they did, the sound of other boys and girls could be heard.  They teased Johnny.  "Johnny, prays with his grandpa, Johnny prays with his grandpa."
When they finished the little boy hopped up, gave his grandpa a hug, and ran off to join the others.  The pastor was a bit stunned.  He felt bad because the little boy was teased for praying.  When he expressed his concern, the grandfather waved him off.  He pointed out, "I am fashioning him down here so he will fit up there."
That story has been part of me for forty years.  It comes back occasionally.  Today I am reminded that God continues to fashion us.
In these days of "stay-at-home" we have some choices to make regarding how we deal with this.  We are dealing with this moment physically, emotionally, and spiritually.  We may get tired.  We may "crack up".  But what if...What if God graciously uses this time to "fashion us down here so we will fit up there?"
Even more accurately for our context...God is fashioning us IN here so we will fit (serve) OUT there.
There is a tomorrow coming.  There is a future in store.
This is the day the Lord has made.  Let us rejoice and be glad in it.
steve

Saturday, April 25, 2020

Reflections (Preparing)

You have been preparing.  You may not have realized it, but you have been preparing for times like this.
You let someone go in front of you at a line in the grocery store.  You were preparing to put others before yourself.
You remembered an old friend and gave them a call.  You were preparing to be an encourager.
You gave faithfully to your church.  You were preparing to be generous with very needy people.
You took a day off to do something with your family  You were preparing to spend quality time with loved ones.
You practiced your regular routines.  You were preparing for when life was anything but routine.
The list goes on and on. 
Take a few minutes and reflect on all those things you did/do that have helped make this uneasy time something you find yourself taking in stride.
When I was in high school I was a pretty good free throw shooter in basketball.  That was probably due to all the practice I put in.  For fun, I would shoot 100 free throws.  My expectation was that I would make at least 90 of them.  If not, I would do it again.  That translated to being above average in a game when it counted. 
Imagine my surprise when I went to shoot two free throws in a tie game with only a couple of seconds on the clock.  I assumed I would make them.  Missed 'em both.  Are you kidding me.  It worked out.  We won in overtime.
What do you do when you are practiced up (prayed up) and things do not work out like you anticipate?  Do you quit and vow never to shoot another free throw?  Probably not.  Do you get mad and never re-engage.  Probably not.  Do you make an adjustment and move forward.  Probably.  Do you keep practicing and have things work out next time.  Probably.
I did get another chance a few games later.  Hit 4 free throws at the end of a game that our team won.
Each day you are contributing to the overall victory the world will know.  Caronavirus will not define life for the next 100 years! 
You have been preparing/being prepared for these times.  Really!  So, don't sell yourself short.  Each day you make a contribution to the on-going work of God as He works redemptively in these days. 
Thanks for your practice.
This is the day the Lord has made.  Let us rejoice and be glad in it.
steve

Friday, April 24, 2020

Reflections (Social)

We are living in a period of "social distancing".  I don't know about you, but this seems strange.  If you feel this need to keep six feet apart from others and stay at home is strange, there is a good reason.  As Christians, we are not wired for "social distancing".  We are wired to live our faith in community.
John Wesley is quoted as saying, "The gospel of Christ knows of no religion but social; no holiness but social holiness."
In present times and contexts some have taken that to be a reference to "social action".  That is a misreading of the quote.  Wesley was teaching the Methodists not to line up with those who practiced "holy solitaries".  We are wired for community.
There were many calls to what we would refer to as "social action".
The Methodists worked against slavery. 
The Methodists sought to feed the hungry, teach the illiterate, and care for the poor.
Wesley spoke against "distilled spirits".  He does not appear to have any problem with "brews" but "distilled", yes.  But the reason may be different from what you might think.  The distilleries used grain in the process.  That was grain being used for alcohol that could then not be used for food for the poor.  Therefore, Wesley was opposed to distilled spirits.  It was a "care for the poor" thing.
But I have gotten off track.
When Wesley taught about social religion and holiness, he was instructing the people on the importance of meeting together.  This is how we are wired.
So, we have a problem.  We are in a time of social distancing and isolation.  It is intended to be for the public good.  We will get antsy. 
Here is a thought.  First, why not use language of "physical distancing".  That would make me feel better and it appears to be acceptable language in the current setting.
More importantly, let's see our physical distancing as a spiritual discipline.  We may be wired for community, but there is a spiritual discipline of solitude.
Practice solitude.  That is what we are being asked to do.
Personally, this is not as bad (being under the stay at home) as it could be.  That may be due to the fact I have built a spiritual discipline of solitude into my daily life.  For decades I have taken a portion of the day and spent it alone.  This is my time to pray and read the scriptures.  This is a spiritual discipline of solitude.
I am not a hermit.  I am not one of the "desert Fathers" who lived solitary lives.  (They still entertained pilgrims seeking insight into the spiritual life.)  But I do value solitude.  I need time with God!
So, it may prove helpful to appreciate the call to slow the pace and spend some time in solitude.  Just include the Lord.
We may actually discover a spiritual discipline that may build us up long after this crisis is past.
This is the day the Lord has made.  Let us rejoice and be glad in it.
steve

Thursday, April 23, 2020

Reflections (moving chair)

It was several years ago when John and his daughter Joyce came into my office.  His wife had recently passed away and he wanted to talk with me about a memorial gift to the church.  They sat across from my desk and we talked about different possibilities.  As is true in most of those situations they already had an idea.  It became clear as we talked.  They were thinking of making a contribution to the church to purchase Bibles for us to use.  I thought it was a great idea.
John wrote out a check.  He leaned forward to hand it to me.  I stood up from behind my desk and reached out and received the check with a word of gratitude.
He leaned back.  I sat down. 
My chair moved.
Rather than sitting centered in my chair I hit the front edge.  The chair went back and I went down.  Suddenly I was gone.  Nowhere to be seen from the other side of the desk! 
I did not stay down long.  I got up.  Rearranged the chair and took my seat. 
They had a look of concern on their faces. 
I was fighting back the temptation to laugh out loud. 
"Are you alright?"  They were kind and gracious. 
I was fine. 
I kept the check.  They took their leave and left me alone.  Frankly, I am still laughing at the image.  I found myself chuckling about my misadventure through the day.  When I drove home I laughed out loud.
My chair moved.
I suppose I could have got mad at the chair.  Chairs are inanimate objects.  It did not do anything.  I could have gotten angry with myself, but why.  It was hilarious.  I could have decided then and there to never trust a chair again.  (I have sat down in five chairs this morning with no problems.)
It strikes me that we are living through a time when our chairs keep moving.  Many of our assumptions - the chair will always stay in place and never move - are being challenged.  Chairs keep moving. 
Most days we notice.  We adjust.  We seldom fall on the seat of our pants.  But we could.
Hopefully I am discovering some lessons during Covid-19. 
Many people are in dire circumstances.  I am learning to pray for people in nations who could easily face famine in the months ahead.  It makes my irritation about lines at the store melt to nothing.
There are people who are sick.  I give thanks for health.
There are people who are hopeless.  I give thanks for an abiding peace and the hope that comes.
Chairs are moving.
I have my moments.  I will continue to fall on the seat of my pants.  And when I do I will be thankful for those who witness my mishaps and express concern.
When I fall on the floor I will seek to do so with good humor. After all, this really isn't all about me.  I am simply making daily adjustments to life.  Where is that chair!
Today don't be shocked if you find your chair has moved.  Chances are almost 100% that you will notice and adjust without thinking about it. 
There may be an anxious moment.  But chances are good you will notice and adjust as you find your new center.
You may fall on the seat of your pants.  If you do, know that we are watching.  We won't even laugh (at least until we see you are fine).  We will care. We will shown concern.  We will probably chuckle when we get back to the car as we picture that preacher falling out of his chair.
This is the day the Lord has made.  Let us rejoice and be glad in it.
steve

Wednesday, April 22, 2020

Reflections (Squirrels)

During this season of "stay-at-home" what have you "noticed" that has always been there?  What are some of the things that have attracted your attention?  What are you seeing, perhaps for the first time, or at least the first time in a long time?
Squirrels.
I keep noticing squirrels.  They have always been there.  I have always seen squirrels.  But now I find  myself noticing squirrels.
I have even developed some interest in squirrels.  Who knew they were part of the Sciuridae  family.  I am not sure I even knew squirrels were in the rodent family.  I probably knew that, but it was not something that registered with me day by day.
There are ground squirrels, chipmunks, (I do remember Chip and Dale cartoons) marmots, flying squirrels, (was that a flying squirrel in Rocky and Bullwinkle?) and prairie dogs.
I just noted more about squirrels than I think I ever thought about.
The first thing that got my attention during this stay-at-home time, was how squirrels seemed to be playing together.  I started noticing them in pairs, not only alone. 
Squirrels.
What might you "notice" today?  What might stir a new, deeper, sense of appreciation in your soul?
Moments alone.  I appreciate time to reflect and hear the voice of God.
Times of conversation.  Even a brief greeting with another human being offers a moment of gratitude.  It is important to recognize God in others.  (I do long to be back in community with others.)
Sunrise.  Not only does a new day begin, but new hopes and promises rise.
Sunset.  Here is gratitude for another day.
A simple meal.  The God who is "our daily bread" shows himself faithful yet again.
A tasty take out meal.  The God who is abundant with blessings smiles.
The sound of a child.  Life with unlimited possibilities.
The older adult.  A testimony to faithfulness.
Squirrels!  During meetings I tend to lose interest.  I chase squirrels! 
But not always.  Squirrels are not merely distractions and nuisances.  What has always been there could be seen in a new light.  A gift. 
Squirrels playing.  A smile.  Notice.  Something more than I have always expected.
Ask God to let you notice something today.  Open your eyes and heart to The Lord who puts things in fresh and redemptive perspectives.  The familiar may become the sacred.
This is the day the Lord has made.  Let us rejoice and be glad in it.
steve

Tuesday, April 21, 2020

Reflections (words)

Words.  I believe it was Rev. Charles Allen who first made me aware of the significance of words.
There are 66 words in the Lords Prayer.
There are 118 words in the 23 rd Psalm.
There are 286 words in the Gettysburg Address.
There are 1322 words in the Declaration of Independence.
Think of some of your favorites and check to see how many words it takes to communicate timeless truths.
Words.  Three words changed the direction of Cindy's and my life. 
It was like this.  Cindy and I went to a seminar at Oral Roberts University in 1976.  We had just figured out that God was calling us to change direction in our lives and enter the ministry.  I applied to some seminaries.  One of them was ORU.  I was feeling led in that direction but did not have great confidence I could get in.  I was a Physical Education major!  I could diagram the triple-option but had no theological vocabulary.  I started to fill out an application to another seminary but did not understand the terminology being used and ended up not following through.
Anyway, we are at ORU at this seminar.  Dr. Jimmy Buskirk was the preacher that evening.  We had heard Dr. Buskirk a couple of times prior to this.  He was a larger than life figure to me.  He was the preacher.
At the seminar we found another couple who had recently befriended us.  Buddy and Carol Smith would become life long friends, but we were in the early days of getting acquainted.  Actually Carol had led Cindy to a deep relationship with Jesus Christ a few months earlier.  No wonder we liked each other!
They were there.  We were hanging out together.  When the service ended people were gathered in the lobby.  Everyone wanted to greet Dr. Buskirk. 
Then we noticed Buddy and Carol going to talk with him.  They knew him.  Both being from Mississippi and having done ministry together, they were more than acquaintances. 
After they spoke for a little bit Buddy turned to Cindy and me and said, "We are going over to Jimmy and Nancy's house.  Why don't you come with us?" 
We hesitated.  What do you do when someone says let's go this larger than life figures house?  But Buddy said, "come on." 
The next thing I knew we were sitting in Dr. Buskirk's living room with our friends and his wife, Nancy.  I found myself telling him my story of what God was doing in our lives.  I also mentioned that we had applied to begin seminary at ORU but had not heard if we were accepted or not.
We talked some more.  Dr. B. (I am starting to get familiar with him now!) excused himself and went to another room.  When we were all at the door getting ready to leave, he told me he had looked through the applications that were on his desk.  Then he said, "Steve, if you want to come to ORU, it will be your decision."
Three words that changed our life.  Three words that changed the direction of our lives.  Three words that expanded our vision for what God had in store.
Three words.
You Are Accepted.
I will always be grateful for a friend who ushered me into the presence of one who would change my life. 
There is another. 
The writer of Hebrews extends an amazing word.  "Let us then approach God's throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need." (Hebrews 4:16)
It strikes me that I have been welcomed at God's throne of grace.  Furthermore, I am not required to come alone.  Jesus, who has welcomed me (and you) into relationship with him, brings us to the throne of grace.  We are introduced to God.
You are accepted.
In these days of caronavirus, let us come with great confidence to God's throne of grace.  Receive the mercy and grace that only God may provide.  This is our help in these times of need.
You are accepted.
To whom might you extend words of grace today?
Might I add another line I picked up later. 
Accept your acceptance.
This is the day the Lord has made.  Let us rejoice and be glad in it.
steve

Monday, April 20, 2020

Reflections (deal with it)

This weekend Andy Stanley reference Admiral Jim Stockdale in his sermon.  I heard him mention the name and recognized Stockdale.  I had read about the "Stockdale Paradox" in Jim Collin's book, "Good to Great."  
Stockdale was the highest ranking United States military officer to be a prisoner of war during the Vietnam War.  He was tortured and held for eight years.
His story has been recounted many times.  Collins interviewed him.  When asked what sustained him, Stockdale said, "I never lost faith in the end of the  story." 
He said he "never doubted that he would get out, but also that he would prevail in the end and turn the experience into the defining event of his life, which in retrospect, he would not trade". (Good to Great, Jim Collins, page 45)
That puts our present challenge in context.  It helps me to refuse to live in denial.  I am not going to try to convince myself, or anyone else, that this is not as bad as it seems.  Coronvirus is bad.  Lousy.  I face that.  By the Holy Spirit, I'll deal with it today.
At the same time I will not be defined by the cornovirus.  I will deal with it.  I will not yield to it.
Stockdale never lost faith in the end of the story.  Good advice.
He was also asked about those who did not make it out of captivity.  Who were they?  Stockdale immediately would respond, "the optimists".  They were the people who kept going on saying we will be home by Christmas, or Easter, or some other arbitrary date.  The time would come and go.  Eventually they gave in to the hard fact of their current reality.
Even as I write this I feel it is not very encouraging.  I really want to say come summer we will be done with this mess.  Could be.  Probably not.
So, today I will deal with it.  After all God promises our "daily bread".  I'll trust God today.  And as I trust God today, faith will increase and I will trust God tomorrow.  And so on and so on.
But I won't give up - by God's grace - I won't give up.
By God's grace, I will grow in faith.  Because I know the end of the story.  And so do you.
This is the day the Lord has made.  Let us rejoice and be glad in it.
steve

Sunday, April 19, 2020

Reflections (I gave away the house)

I first met him when he would come to the door.  There would be a knock on the door or the bell would ring.  Once he inquired about lawn care.  Another time he was interested in painting the house.  At other times it was roofing or foundation work. 
Once the knock came and was seeking to register me to vote.
Once there was an opportunity to stand on the steps and visit. 
He became an acquaintance.
Over time the relationship began to form.  He went from someone I met to someone who became a close acquaintance.  We would meet and wave at one another or exchange a smile and greeting.
Once I invited him in and we sat and talked. 
From acquaintance toward friendship.
Then once we had him over for dinner.  We enjoyed a meal together.  We began to share in fellowship with one another.
That meal led to others. 
Once it became apparent he was looking for a place to stay.  He became our guest.  A house guest. 
We talked at length.  He had a vision for what we could do with the place.  He kept straightening things up where ever he was. 
After some time, I gave him the house.  Signed it over to him.  I was not sure what he would do with it but the first thing I realized was that although ownership had changed, I was more than welcome to remain.  The main difference was that I lived in the house without charge.
He undertook some work.  There was some foundation repair that I had not even noticed.  He shored up the foundation.
There was a renovation project in the basement.  I could not even recognize it when he finished.  It was great!
He renewed one room after another.  Fresh paint.  New flooring.  All new appliances.  The house was made new.
He asked me about the attic.  I had never been there.  He cleaned it and restored it.
 It was the same but different.  It was the same house but more than I could have ever pictured.  Amazing.
It was like a mansion.
One day he told me that this newly made house was a tiny picture of a place he had prepared for me in another place.  But that is another story.
The house is my life.
I gave it to Jesus.
This is the day the Lord has made.  Let us rejoice and be glad in it.
steve

Saturday, April 18, 2020

Reflections (Future)

Future.  Our future.  Your future. 
I do not want to get ahead of myself with this idea.  We have a long way to go before we enter the new future that awaits us.  It is encouraging to hear of plans and stipulations about re-opening the economy.  But that does not mean we ring a bell and everything is back like it was March 1!  But we do have a future.  You have a future.  It will really help when we realize that it is in fact, God's future.
Some time back I started getting an email that has a daily trivia question.  I get about half of them right.  They are followed with some "interesting facts."
Today the question was about caviar.  I got it right. (Guessed well)  The follow up "fact" was about Paul Revere.  Okay, it has nothing I can see about caviar but that is not the point. 
Paul Revere. 
"'Twas the 18th of April in '75.  Hardly a man is still alive...."
Did you know Paul Revere was captured before he reached Concord with his message of warning?
Paul Revere did not really say "The British are coming!"  All the colonists were British.  But it sounds good.
The point I take today is this.  Paul Revere went on to become a successful businessman.  I would have figured a key player in the revolution who was captured by the enemy would not have much future.  But after the Revolution, Paul Revere opened a hardware store, a foundry and eventually the first rolling copper mill in the United States.
I admit my source is an email trivia game, but it sounds good. 
It serves as a reminder that we have a future.  You have a future.  We are in a battle.  There is no "end date" we can circle on the calendar.  There will be ups and downs.  We will find ourselves taking different steps as we re-engage in many aspects of life.  And we will find ourselves, one day, in the new future.
In a real sense these are "revolutionary times".  Our future will not be a replica of our past.  There will be pieces we will recognize and quickly claim.  (We will meet together in church in the future, but that is not on the table today.  It is also a matter for another thought.)
Many who feel like they have been "captured" in the caronavirus revolution, will feel hopeless and trapped.  But you have a future.
Many who lose jobs today will never have the same job again.  But there will be new future jobs.  Your future is filled with possibilities. 
Like Paul Revere, we may come through this season of life and history and engage in the new future God's graciously opens. 
In the new future you will.....
Begin today to write the story of your future.
This is the day the Lord has made.  Let us rejoice and be glad in it.
steve

Friday, April 17, 2020

Reflections (Adapt)

How are you adapting?  What adjustment(s) have you made over the last 6 weeks that you are realizing make your life better today and give hope for tomorrow?  Life is about adapting.  It is about the adjustments we make in response to change.
In college I read Alvin Toffler's book "Future Shock" .  Here is how the introduction began.
"This is a book about what happens to people when they are overwhelmed by change.  It is about the ways in which we adapt - or fail to adapt - to the future."
Future Shock was published in July of 1970.  We thought it was radical.  The rate of change anticipated seemed unimaginable.  How could any human adapt.  The adjustments that would be required seemed beyond our capability.
Nearly 50 years later we are putting into practice what merely seemed to be ideas. 
How are you adapting?
There is good news for us.  Ecclesiastes 3:11 gives insight.  "He has made everything beautiful in its time.  He has also set eternity in the hearts of men, yet they cannot fathom the work that God has done from beginning to end."
Here is a reminder.  God has made everything beautiful.
Do not fail to notice the wonder and beauty of God's creation.  Often I find myself thinking how can such a devastating virus be lose in this beautify creation?  Trees bud.  Most days the sun shines.  The sky is blue.  Life is bursting out all around us.  Frankly, there is more life arising than death destroying.  God has made everything beautiful.
God does this in time.  Time is our only measure for things.  So, we perceive beauty in time.
But God has also set eternity in the hearts of people.
Eternity is a better way of understanding "time" from God's perspective.  This may well be our best adjustment as we adapt to a new normal.
While we may not fathom what God has done (and is doing) we do have insight from the Spirit.  Paul wrote a letter to the Church in Corinth.  In it he included a quote from the prophet Isaiah (64:4) and his own application.
"What no eye has seen, what no ear has heard, and what no human mind has conceived".
That fits the bill for me on this day.  None of us really saw this coming.
He continues:  "the things God has prepared for those who love him."
God's love continues and is forming and re-forming us.
"These are the things God has revealed to us by his Spirit."
I trust that as you reflect on how you are doing with adapting to the new experiences coming our way each day, and consider the adjustments you are making, you will recognize the Spirit of the Lord nudging and drawing you into the good changes that will serve you all your days.
Some day (sooner than later, I hope) Covid-19 Pandemic will become part of history books rather than daily life.  The post Covid world will be different. 
As followers of Christ I believe we will adapt well to a new world - after all, we are the people who anticipate a new heaven and new earth.  We are wired for this sort of change. 
You are doing better than you think. 
Adapt.
Make a Spirit inspired adjustment today.
This is the day the Lord has made.  We will rejoice and be glad in it.
steve

Thursday, April 16, 2020

Reflections (Overheard)

My introduction to music was overheard.  I overheard the music my mom listened to.  She had records.  Many remember "33" rpm albums.  Big vinyl discs that spun around on a turntable.  I overheard her music.
Al Hirt - played the clarinet.  New Orleans Jazz.
Glen Miller - big  band.
Bert Kaempfert - Wonderland By Night (1960 in case anyone is interested)
Mitch Miller.
Should not forget the Lawrence Welk Show.
I overheard mom's music.  It led to discovering my own.
The first 45 recording I ever got was either Return to Sender by Elvis, or Big John by Jimmy Dean.  (Sadly I still know the words to Big John!)
A book on my shelf is Overhearing the Gospel, by Fred Craddock.  He told us that we sometimes need a "new hearing" of the Gospel.  We need to hear again the old, old story.  We may overhear the Gospel in new forms and methods and discover the application of the Good News to our own lives.
In these days of Covid-19  there is much noise but not much music.
There is news, news, news - but not much music.
There are reports of sickness and death - but not much music.
There are theories flying everywhere - but not much music.
There is fear in the air - but not much music.
There are possible scenarios of disaster attacking our minds - but not much music.
But  when we listen closely we overhear music. 
We overhear Good News.
We overhear the Gospel.
Listen -
Zephaniah 3:17  (Most of us did not know there was a Zephaniah in the Bible).
"The Lord your God is among you; He is mighty to save.  He will rejoice over you with gladness; He will quiet you with His love; He will rejoice over you with singing."
In the din of static all around us, we may overhear God singing over us.
Listen.
Overhear. 
Then you will say, I overheard the music of my  God, and discovered my own as He sang over me.
This is the day the Lord has made.  We will rejoice and be glad in it.
steve

Wednesday, April 15, 2020

Reflections (mysterious)

Three friends were having a discussion.  The topic came to mystery.  What is the most mysterious thing in the world?
They each ponder the question for a moment and then one said; The most mysterious thing in the world is a flashlight. 
What is mysterious about that, the others asked?
Well, you turn on the flashlight and point it up toward the heavens and the light beam shines up and up and up into infinity.  That is mysterious.
The second friend said, that's mysterious but not as mysterious as electricity. 
Why is that the most mysterious thing in the world, the others asked?
Well, you flip a switch and lights come on.  Then you flip it again and lights go off.  That is mysterious.
The third friend noted that each of those held element of mystery, but insisted they were not the most mysterious thing in the world.
What is, the others asked?
A thermos bottle.  (Updating the story world be a Yeti) 
What is mysterious about a thermos?
Well, you put hot in and it keeps it hot.  You put cold in and it keeps it cold.  My question is, how does it know when to which?

No application.  No insight.  Just a corny preacher joke from the 70's (I attribute that to Rev. Cecil Williamson!)
My brother will remember more of these than I do.  It seems every sermon in those days, had to include some joke along those lines.
Today I am reminded that not every day must be filled with deep insight and understanding.  Some days we merely need a shake of the head and a smile. 
We cannot control the horrible things going on around us and with us.  But we can look for glimmers of hope.  We can look for something positive.  An act of kindness.  Some generosity.  A good habit.
With God's people there is an abiding sense of peace and joy.  A little smile may bring light into someone's darkness.
This is the day the Lord has made.  Let us rejoice and be glad in it.
steve

Tuesday, April 14, 2020

Reflections (Bogged down)

I am bogged down.  Stuck.  Going through the motions.  Anyone feel this way.  I am numb to statistics.  Daily I read of how many new caronavirus cases there are in the world.  How many deaths.  How many in US.  How many in Missouri and Kansas.  How many in the KC metro area.  I'm losing track.  Losing interest.  Bogged down.
In my daily Bible reading this morning I found myself in the book of Joshua.  That starts out strong.  "Be strong and courageous! Take the land.  The story of Jericho. 
Then Israel takes the land.  Then Joshua details the boundaries and cities being divided among the tribes of Israel.  That really bogs me down.  I find myself scanning the Word of God. 
I am sure there are people who find this fascinating.  They probably draw maps and highlight the cities and boundaries of the Promised Land. 
Me.  Stuck.
Then I came across Joshua 21:45.  It is a reminder verse.  When the task was finished the word says, 'Not one of the good promises which the Lord had made to the house of Israel failed: ALL CAME TO PASS." (that's my capitalization)  All came to pass.
I (we) may feel bogged down now, but remember the promises.  Here are a few you may find when you Google "bible promises".
The Lord will fight for you...Exodus 14:14
He gives strength to the weary....Isaiah 40:29
So do not fear, for I am with you...Isaiah 41:10
If any of you lacks wisdom, you should ask God, who gives generously...James 1:5
If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins...I John 1:9
If my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, and I will forgive their sin and will heal their land. I Chronicles 7:14
For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Jeremiah 29:11
For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life. John 3:16
So if the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed. John 8:36
And my God will meet all your needs according to the riches of his glory in Christ Jesus.  Philippians 4:19
Even though I walk through the darkest valley, I will fear no evil, for you are with me ...Psalm 23:4
The righteous cry out, and the Lord hears them, he delivers them from all their troubles. Psalm 34:17
And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose. Romans 8:28
Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight. Proverbs 3:5-6
...the prayer offered in faith will make the sick person well...James 5:14-15
But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Matthew 6:33
ALL CAME TO PASS
We are walking through a tough time in history.  We will get bogged down.  We will feel stuck.  But then comes a reminder.  God is a promise making God.  God offers his promises to you today.
He will not leave us or forsake us.  He will be with us always.
ALL CAME TO PASS
So, shake the cobwebs out of your mind today.  Open your eyes.  Open your heart.  God is with you!  It took those in Joshua's day a long time to see the promise, but when they did it was amazing.
ALL CAME TO PASS.
With the hope of Jesus Christ living more fully each day in our lives, we walk diligently through all the mud we find around us.  With our hearts set on Jesus.
Promises.
ALL CAME TO PASS.
This is the day the Lord has made.  We will rejoice and be glad in it.
steve

Monday, April 13, 2020

Reflections (50 days)

50 days.  That is not a number given to the length of the coronavius.  That is not how long we should anticipate staying in.  That is not how long our food supply will last.  50 days is not a lot of things.
50 days are how long it is from Easter to Pentecost.
We are jut getting started on our 50 days.
Think back to your reading of the Gospels.  They tell the story of Jesus and his resurrection.  He came bodily out of the tomb.  He did so as a "firstfruit" of what will take place with all of us. 
Matthew, Luke and especially John, tell us what took place in the aftermath of Jesus' resurrection.  Two disciples were joined by the risen Lord on their walk to Emmaus.
The apostles were astounded by the risen Jesus coming into their isolation, behind locked doors.  That happened not once, but twice.  Jesus came.  A week later Jesus came once again.
Seven disciples met the risen Jesus on the shore and had breakfast in Galilee.
But Jesus never stayed with them in his resurrection body for very long.  He came.  He went.  He came again.  They were living from one experience to the next.
50 days.
Feel free to read ahead.  The second chapter of the book of Acts tells about the outpouring of the Holy Spirit. 
50 days.
Once the Spirit was poured out on all flesh, the followers of Jesus were empowered in a way like never before.  They easily witnessed their experience of the risen Lord Jesus.  They lived boldly, like never before.  They lived in the same circumstances but with the power of the Holy Spirit sustaining them in ways they could never had imagined in their wildest dreams. 
We are in our 50 days.
We have celebrated the resurrection, although we missed the essential element of "body".  Remember, we do not have a "disembodied faith".  (I could talk about that another time.) But we did celebrate an authentic Easter.
Now we come to the next day.  It seems a great deal like the last day.  But everything has changed.  Death does not rule.  Resurrection has become the new reality of the new covenant!
But what are we to think about 50 days?
Are we to walk through our times with a similar experience to the early followers of Jesus?  Will Jesus be very real to me for a moment and then distant again?  Are we to chase the next spiritual experience so we can "feel good" about Jesus?  How do we do this?
I realize that I cannot hasten the conclusion of Covid-19.  There are some things that just have to happen and it will take some unfolding to get through.  Frankly, even were God to miraculously end the virus and 10:00 a.m. today, a significant portion of the world would not believe it! (Another point for another time).
Be we can expedite 50 days. 
The Holy Spirit HAS been poured out and comes in continuous fashion.  The Holy Spirit is the ever present reality in life.  The  Holy Spirit does not come and go.  The Holy Spirit is the reality of God with us. 
You do not have to settle for a come and go faith.
As you have welcomed Jesus into your life as Lord and Savior, you may open your heart and ask the Holy Spirit to come and fill you today. 
Ask and you shall receive, seek and you shall find, knock and the door will  be opened to you. (Luke 11:9)
Don't wait for 50 days to receive the Holy Spirit.  Oh, it is fine to celebrate the outpouring of the Holy Spirit in 50 days.  But don't wait.  Ask today.  Receive today.  Experience the on-going presence of the living God in your life now.
Circumstances may or may not be much different.  But you will be different.  You need not be relegated to a come and go faith.  You may be filled with the Holy Spirit today.  You may anticipate being sustained by the Holy Spirit going forward.
50 days may be captured in a God instant.
Open your heart to the fresh encounter with the Holy Spirit that will change your life - disposition - attitude - faith.  Receive the Spirit like a might river of grace today.
This is the day the Lord has made.  We will rejoice and be glad in it.
steve

Sunday, April 12, 2020

Reflections (He calls you by name)

John 20:16. 
We rise today with the joyful shout, He is risen!  The angel said "why do you look for the living among the dead?  He is not here.  He is risen!"
This morning I rose before the sun.  I wanted to experience Easter in an authentic manner.  I did not get up to go preach.  (Already did that.)  I did not get up to gather with a big crowd of people.  I did not get up to dye or search for Easter eggs.  (I do plan to eat Cadbury eggs today).  There are many things related to every Easter I have experienced that I did not rise to greet today.
I rose while it was still dark.
I rose in the middle of a coronavirus pandemic.
I rose  with a nation (and world) that is frustrated, fearful, and discouraged.
I rose with the women of the Biblical story.
I took a prayer walk as the sun was rising.
I sought the risen Lord Jesus.
I discovered He was already there.
In John's account of the resurrection morning, the focus in on Mary.  She is deeply distressed.  She is in mourning.  It is impossible to capture the fullness of her emotions.  Even when the risen Lord Jesus speaks to her, she does not recognize him. 
But then.
Jesus calls her by name.
Mary.
Then she knows him! 
Two things come to mind.
When I began my devotions this morning I read one that took me to the resurrection accounts in Matthew, Mark, and Luke.  I read them. 
Then I decided I wanted to read John's account as well. 
I did.
Then I turned to another devotion I have been reading this season.  The text was John's account.
Here is what I realized.  God had already made provision before I even got there.  This is something I share with you on this Easter day.  God is already where you are going.  God has already made provision for what you will need and ask for.  That was confirmed in my spirit today.  May it be so with you.
Second thing.  This is for you.  Easter is for you.  Jesus calls your name.  And when Jesus calls your name, the Spirit stirs your soul.  And you find a moment - perhaps a dramatic moment, probably and nearly imperceptible moment, where your heart is stirred and you recognize Jesus.  Recognize him today.
He is risen!  Jesus lives!  He is alive in you today!
This is the day the Lord has made.  We will rejoice and be glad in it.  He lives.
steve

Saturday, April 11, 2020

Reflections (Gap)

Saturdays seem odd to me.  When I was a kid, Saturdays meant cartoons and a day that was different.  As I got a little older Saturdays were remembered by getting to watch baseball - the Game off the Week.  Sure enough, there was one game on  TV, not every game every day.  In football season there was a game to watch.  Saturdays.
When I got older still, Saturdays were date days.  Cindy and I would go to a movie. 
When I went into ministry Saturdays were preparation days.  Sunday was coming.  I stopped going out on Saturday night and instead went to bed extra early. 
When I started holding Saturday evening worship, the day changed again. 
Saturday.  What do you do on Saturday?
I read the story of Jesus and really cannot get a grip on Saturday.  For them it was the Sabbath.  They had seen Jesus taken down, dead, from the cross.  They placed his body in a tomb.  Some went away.  Some rested.  They all waited.  The story goes silent.
Perhaps some of the women talked together about their desire to go to the tomb early in the morning and care for Jesus' body.
The disciples evidently were scared to death.  They huddled together.  Quiet?  Worried?  Anxious?  Exhausted?
The unbelievers were going about their lives, business as usual.  The events of the day were lost on them.
Saturday.
What am I going to do today?  I've already done Maundy Thursday.  We joined in the Good Friday service last evening.  I've got an idea of what Sunday might feel like.  And although it will be so different from usual, it will be good.  As a matter of fact, this Easter may be the most authentic Easter I have ever experienced.  But we will come to that later.
Right now. Saturday?
It will not be an Easter egg hunt.  We are isolated.
Will not be going to get a new suit.  Businesses are closed.
No plans for a big family dinner.  Social distancing.
So, I will wait. 
I will pray.
I will think about the Lord.
I will anticipate what God might do next.
I have a tremendous advantage over those earliest witnesses.  (So do you?)
I have the joy of considering what this new resurrection life is going to be like.
But today, I wait.  I pray.  I am not exactly sure what to do with myself.
By, the way, that is what a lot of these days feel like.  I think I am learning some things.  I think I am beginning to get a sense of the new world God is unfolding. 
I don't see it yet.  It's Saturday.
This is the day the Lord has made.  Let us rejoice.  And be glad in it.
steve

Friday, April 10, 2020

Reflections (Identify)

I have been offering these words with the desire to provide words of encouragement and hope in the perilous times of Covid-19.  I am persuaded that we will walk through these days and discover new ways of living more abundantly in the grace of God.
But today.
This is different.  This is Good Friday.  This is the day we remember and reflect on the Cross.  This is the day we read of Jesus being crucified.  If I were to put it in the words of Don McLean in "American Pie", I would say this is the day the music died.
So, we reflect on the cross.  When the sun goes down on Friday evening, there is not a benediction to offer us hope.  There are not words of assurance to bring comfort.  The music died.
During these last few weeks many of us have found ourselves considering our faith in Christ more than normal.  Today I am thinking of how we identify with Jesus.  We preachers talk about that.  We want you to follow Jesus.  But generally we are offering discipleship as a pathway to abundant life.  Today is different.
I realize how difficult it is for me to identify with Jesus in many areas of life. 
I cannot walk on water.
I cannot restore sight to the blind.
I cannot heal the sick.
I cannot feed a multitude with a piece of bread and fish.
I cannot raise the dead.
I cannot even fully grasp the teaching - the example - of Jesus.  I get some of it, but not fully.
Where may I identify with Jesus? Then it hits me.  The cross.
I have experienced pain.  My body has ached.  My spirit has been grieved.  My soul has felt empty.  Certainly, it is nothing compared to Jesus' pain and suffering on the cross.  But I am able to identify with Jesus in pain.  I have felt pain.
Maybe today we can acknowledge some of our pain and suffering.
A teacher who realizes they will not see their students anymore this year.
A graduating senior who realizes they will not have the normal graduation.
A sick person who will not get well.
A loved one we will not see today.
Financial fear.
A body that aches.
A heart that aches.
A soul in pain.
Acknowledge the sadness.  In doing so, you identify with Jesus on the Cross.  Sure, it is small compared to the torture Jesus endured.  It is small compared to having the burden of the entire world's sin put on you.  It is small compared to the sense of separation from God that caused Jesus to quote Psalm 22, "My God, My God, why have you forsaken me?"
Acknowledge your pain, sadness, grief.
But realize this.  There is something that comes with identifying with Jesus in the Cross.
I once heard a bishop affirm that "God plants the seed of redemption at the heart of every tragedy."
People witnessed the death of Jesus.
But Joseph of Arimathea took Jesus' body and placed it in the tomb.
The women not only waited through the Sabbath day, but planned their return to the tomb.
The disciples not only sat together in fear, but were able to hear a witness some hours later, and go see for themselves.
You are invited to mourn today.  But realize something is at work as you identify with Jesus in his death.
In a few hours...
steve

Thursday, April 9, 2020

Reflections (Thursday!)

I often say that in the world of church, things happen slowly.  In church history we think in terms of 500 years!  The Church seemed to misplace the doctrine of "justification by faith" for 500 hundred years.  Then Martin Luther came along and recaptured this central tenet of Christian faith.
Movements of God seem to unfold slowly.
This is very difficult for USAmerica.  We are fast paced.  We want things done Thursday!  At least that is how I often put it.
There was a Thursday in history that was not the culmination of a hurry up and get this over with mentality.  There was a Thursday in history that found fulfillment in the unfolding of God's plan of redemption that had been established from the foundation of the world.
It was a Thursday when Jesus walked the earth.  It was a Thursday when his followers were on edge.  It was a Thursday when fear percolated just beneath the surface.  It was a Thursday when their major religious feast was upon them.  It was a Thursday when Jesus and his disciples came together - a small group - to celebrate the Passover.  (You can study up on Passover in your spare time.)
It was on Thursday that the destination was set.  (the Cross).  One would betray their Lord.  Some would fail to grasp the nature of servant leadership as they still thought the old thoughts about who was greatest.  There was a prayer made in a garden that would alter how we pray and think for centuries.  "Yet not my will, but yours (God the Father) be done."
It was a Thursday.
Jesus resolved to rise up from his garden prayer and embrace all the evil the world could throw upon him. 
Thursday.
We still do church services on Thursday during Holy Week.  That is today.  We call it Holy Thursday or Maundy Thursday.  We remember Jesus demonstrating his servant nature by washing the disciples feet.  We remember the institution of a meal that we continue to practice called communion.  We remember, perhaps most importantly, the beginning of a new covenant. 
Thursday introduces us to something that changed everything.
Law yields to grace.
Obedience is redefined in light of faith.
The old sacrificial system becomes obsolete.  Jesus is our once and for all!
Thursday.
I invite you to consider sharing with me today - this evening at 7:00 on live stream - Thursday.  We will do Maundy Thursday on-line. 
I also invite you to push pause for a moment today.  Ask God for a grand picture.  Get your eyes off the things we are losing during this caronavirus pandemic.  Ask God to show you at least one thing that we might learn and incorporate into our faith practices.
Oh yes, and don't demand this whole thing end like a bad dream and we wake up Thursday, and it is all over.  That is not the nature of this thing.
But Jesus came and set a course. 
I pray you come to Jesus and set a course for your life that will be a beautiful unfolding of grace.
Thursday.
This is the day the Lord has made.  We will rejoice and be glad in it.
steve

Wednesday, April 8, 2020

Reflections (surge)

We find ourselves at a critical point in the battle with Covid-19.  We have a new understanding of the word surge.  In our current context it means the spike in new cases of coronavirus is so fast and steep that it overwhelms the medical system.  We practice social distancing in order to blunt the surge.
There is a parallel in our Christian year.  This is Holy Week.  Perhaps you have taken some time to read through the events of Jesus' week leading up to the cross.  There was a surge of resistance to Jesus that would end on the cross.  I am guessing their surge was more dire, even than ours.
I ask the question, what is the Christian response to the surge? 
Some people respond with a splurge.  They grab all they can.  They empty the shelves at the store.  We have all read the tales of this happening.
A splurge mentality, as a response to a surge in bad news, reveals a heart that seeks to find peace through accumulation.  Get more, more, and more. 
Another response is purge.  Some would get rid of everything.  That is the stoic who seeks peace through the absence of pain and suffering.  If one reduces themselves to nothing, at least they don't lose anything. 
I think of another response to the surge of bad news.  Let's practice a surge of good news.  Jesus spoke to this.
John 10:10 finds Jesus saying, "The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I came that they may have life, and have it abundantly."
The Christian response to bad news - even a surge of bad news - is not grab all you can or reduce all you can.  It is not yielding to the source of the bad news but turning fully to the source of good news.
Coronavirus will steal from you.  Your money, your time, your hope.  It will kill.  It will destroy that which is precious. 
Jesus counters these effects.  Jesus gives life.  Furthermore, the life Jesus gives is identified as abundant.  Anything the bad news can take Jesus restores in abundance.
Jesus is life.  He offers his life to you.  It is a life of abundance with grace, and love.
Jesus builds up. 
I want to follow Jesus today.  I recognize the danger of the present surge.  I also recognize the reality of Jesus living in me and in you and through all his people.
The surge of bad news in the last week of Jesus' ministry on earth culminated at the cross.  It was the devils best shot!
But the cross actually became God's grandest victory!  Sin was defeated.  Death was destroyed.  The good news rose and gives life to this day.  The good news of Jesus Christ overwhelms all that stands against him.
We are good news people.  Live it.  Share it. 
Don't take more than you need.  Share.
Don't try to steel yourself against pain.  Find compassion.
Pray.  Read your Bible.  Think of others and drop them a note or give them a call.  Practice social distancing.  Stay home.  When you do this you care for the most vulnerable among us.  Our small sacrifices give life to others.
We look to Jesus who gives life, abundant life.  May this be our response to any surge of bad news. 
This is the day the Lord has made.  Let us rejoice and be glad in it.
steve

Tuesday, April 7, 2020

Reflections (gifts given)

A bishop from an earlier age, had a great way with words.  Attributed to him was an affirmation that "God has woven (fill in your quest) into the fabric of creation."
Translated: In God's good creation the gifts of grace and spirit have been woven into the very fabric of God's work. 
Further translation: The answers to our questions have been woven into the fabric of God's creation.
I have many mentors who have invested in my life.  Bob Tuttle, Jr. is my theological mentor.  Cecil Williamson is my ministry mentor.  Jimmy Buskirk is my pastoral mentor.  It was Dr. Buskirk who I recall stating that "God put the quinine in the tree before we came along and discovered it." 
God has woven into the fabric of creation the answers to our hopes and dreams.  They are present.  We have the privilege of discovery.
What are you looking for today?  Our minds race to the battle to treat, cure, and prevent Covid-19.  If what I propose is accurate, the answer has been woven into the very fabric of creation since God spoke and the worlds came into being.  We have some of the brightest people on earth working around the clock to find the cure for Covid-19.  I believe the answer is provided by God.  I pray God grant expedited discovery of the cure for this virus.
The prayer is for God to bless those researchers and scientists with divine wisdom and knowledge as they work to discover God's answer.
There may be other things on your mind today.
What do you long to discover that God's has wonderfully woven into the fabric of creation?
The challenge of job lose?
The tension of being home all the time?
The diminishing funds in your pension?
How to avoid getting sick?
How to get well!
How to walk through challenges?
How to live into God's future?
How to discover that God really is present and with me?
Whatever your question, know that God makes a way.
When God completed that initial work of creation, God said "very good".  God would have surveyed the wonder of creation, the beauty (picture those beautiful places you have visited), the awe, the colors, the scents of a glorious creation.  And I believe God wove many unseen particles into the beautiful tapestry of creation.
Today, make a discovery!  Discover some of God's perfect goodness in the midst of life.  Your life!
This is the day the Lord has made.  We will rejoice and be glad in it.
steve

Monday, April 6, 2020

Reflections (Live today - Thrive tomorrow)

I heard a Christian leader use this idea.  Live today to thrive tomorrow.  It was a quote from someone but I can't recall who.  So, not my original idea (actually I do not have original ideas) but offer some thoughts on how this works out.
Live today.  Today is the day God sets before you.  Certainly you have hopes, dreams, and plans for the future.  The future (where God also dwells) draws you.  But do not neglect the moment.  How you develop and form your life (by the Spirit fashioning you today) will lead to how you thrive tomorrow. 
Paul says, "for me to live is Christ, to die is gain."  (Philippians 1:21).  To fully live, live in Christ.
Some hints to help us along that way.  Welcome the risen Lord Jesus Christ into your heart.  You may have said a pray of accepting Jesus decades ago. (or yesterday).  Refresh your relationship with Christ today.
I actually began my day with opening my heart and welcoming Jesus into my life.  I gain a fresh awareness of forgiveness and grace in my life.  I am reminded that I have the living God in me.  For me to live is Christ.
You belong to Jesus and now you have the opportunity to offer your living to him and his honor. 
For me, this begins with prayer.
I pray the Lord's Prayer multiple times during the day.  Recently I got a new thought about the prayer Jesus taught.  In its immediate context Jesus was teaching his disciples, a small group, to pray.  He uses the word "our" in the prayer.  "Our" - belonging to or associated with the speaker and one or more other people..."
Then Jesus leads his disciples in the prayer.
You belong to Jesus.  You are asking him to teach you to pray.  Now you join with Jesus in prayer.  "Our Father..."
Today you may live more fully when you realize you are actually praying with (and living with) Jesus Christ.
Prayers like this will form you.  You will find your attention going more to God and the things of God than the news and grim statistics related to the coronavirus. 
You will be making new discoveries about yourself and about life.  What is being formed in you today will lead to your thriving tomorrow.
I am not exactly what thriving tomorrow is going to look like for each of us, but I am convinced that we are people with "hope and a future". (Jeremiah 29:11)
We live by faith in the eternal, loving God, who calls us into relationship with Himself.
Live today - Thrive tomorrow.
This is the day the  Lord has made.  Let us rejoice and be glad in it.
steve

Sunday, April 5, 2020

Reflections (The Stories of Jesus)

"Tell me the stories of Jesus I love to hear; things I would ask him to tell me if he were here: scenes by the wayside, tales of the sea, stories of Jesus, tell them to me."
If we were live together in church today, children would be walking through the church waving palm branches.
"Into the city I'd follows the children's band, waving a branch of the palm tree high in my hand."
We did take pictures of some of our children with their homemade palm branches as they waved them from their home to our hearts.
The stories of Jesus.
One Palm Sunday, when we served in Raymore, I brought in an accompaniment for the children.  That was the time we had a live donkey walk in our procession.  It worked fine, but have not pushed my luck since.
Some who take note of my actions could tell you stories of my anxiousness as the children processed through the worship service, once, twice, three times...They would note my foot tapping.  They would note me checking the time.  They would note my impatience.  Gotta have time to preach!  Then it was discovered that if they would simply toss me a Cadbury egg, all would be well.  How's that for a story?
Today I think about the stories of Jesus.
We read the stories of Jesus in the Bible.
We also hear the stories of Jesus in songs of faith.
I have an affinity toward "contemporary Christian music".  I have been drawn to and blessed by new forms of worship since the 1980's. 
I also realize that the foundation for worship music came from the hymns of the church.  What also feeds my soul is good old Southern Gospel Music.
Tell me the Stories of Jesus.
Precious Lord, Take My Hand.
Swing Low, Sweet Chariot.
How Great Thou Art.
Blessed Assurance.
I'll Fly Away.
The Old Rugged Cross.
Victory in Jesus.
Amazing Grace.
When the Roll is Called Up Yonder.
Because He Lives.
The Lighthouse.
It is Well With My Soul.
What a Friend We Have in Jesus.
Pass Me Not.
Great is Thy Faithfulness.
This list could go on and on.  Add to your list.  Music has a way of touching our hearts with the stories of Jesus.
For this season things are different.  We are not gathering face to face, but we still meet heart to heart.  Covid-19 is an ever present threat.  We take it seriously and practice safety measures.  But Covid-19 will not define our lives and who we are.  Someday the coronavirus pandemic of 2020 will be relegated to a few paragraphs in a Wikipedia article.  It will be the object of a scientific article in a journal only a specific group will read.  It will be stories we tell future generations.  But it will not compare to the Stories of Jesus.
Today I am thankful for the stories of Jesus written on my heart in so many ways.
May a story of Jesus be written on your heart today.
This is the day the Lord has made.  Let us rejoice and be glad in it.
steve

Saturday, April 4, 2020

Reflections (Pie)

Yesterday I referenced my running days.  One of the main reasons for my commitment to exercise is PIE.  I like pie.
Cherry, Apple, and Peach pie!
Meringue Pie - Lemon, chocolate,
Cream Pie - Chocolate, banana, coconut, sour cream raisin (ok, some won't think that sounds good but it is)
How about Gooseberry, blackberry and mincemeat?
Then there are cobblers - blackberry (again, yes), peach.
Don't forget Apple crisp (one of Cindy's best), peach crisp.
Pie.
And cake is fine as well.  Angel Food, Chocolate, red velvet...
I like cupcakes.
I like other desserts. 
If I ate all this I would be in bad shape.  But these things tend to bring me joy and comfort.  Of course, that is within reason.  Too much of a good thing will mess you up.
I was thinking about my "pie" philosophy and how it relates to my new daily life. 
Sometimes I need something that is tart.  I need a challenge.  I need to be moved beyond my comfort zone.  I need to face certain realities and how they form my actions.  Tart. Lemon Meringue, Gooseberry.
Sometimes I need comfort.  I need to be encouraged.  I need a reminder that things are never as troubling as they seem at the moment.  Comfort. Cherry, Apple, Peach.
Sometimes I need a lighter load.  Angel Food cake.
Sometimes I need something hearty.  I need to dive in and get to work.  Mincemeat?  (Ok. Most of you are not interested, but believe me, it is good.)
Sometimes I need spirituality. (That is really my main thing but it is not the only piece of life) This is a good reason to lay off the "Devils Food" and stay with Angel Food!
Sometimes I need a generous portion of good news and hope.  So I turn to Gooseberry which no one else around me likes, so I can eat it all.)
Sometimes I need to limit my intake, especially of news and statistics.  A cupcake is good.
Well, this makes me hungry.  It also reminds me that I need balance.  I can't only feast on dessert!  I need fruit and vegetables.  I am looking for ways to notice all that is going on as we sit down in our virtual fellowship and more so, our family relationships. 
Please pass some meat.  Would you pass the potatoes?  I'll have some of that corn casserole.  I would love that fruit salad.
Some butter and jelly for your roll?
Water for me.
And when the meal is complete - when the day is past and it is time to rest - clean your plate.  Clean the table.  But oh yes.  Keep your fork.  Leave room for dessert!
Find joy today.
This is the day the Lord has made.  Let us rejoice and be glad in it.
steve

Friday, April 3, 2020

Reflections (One Step at a Time)

When I was younger I was a regular runner.  At this stage in life I run little but I still carry some lessons learned through the years.
For example, I discovered a technique (it was really a mindset) for running up hills.  The steeper the hill the more challenging it was to crest the top and complete the run.
There was a big hill in Raymore I used to finish with.  There was a hill in Joplin that I ran up toward the end of my run.  I actually learned how to train by running up those hills.
What I discovered that helped me was to not look at the top of the hill.  I learned to keep my eyes right in front of me.  I watched where the next step would land.  I could keep my eyes about five or ten feet out.
There were advantages to that.  I was less likely to trip over something if I had my eyes on the immediate rather than the finish.  I was less likely to step in a hole and hurt myself, if I kept my eyes on the next step rather than the last step.
There were other advantages.  If I went somewhere and found myself running in a new place where I did not know the terrain, it was always best to keep my eyes right in front of me rather than picking out a spot at the top of the hill to run toward.  In new places you could crest your hill only to find another one you did not anticipate.
That reminds me of the book "Canoeing the Mountains", when the Lewis and Clark expedition crested the first line of the Rocky Mountains, expecting to find a nice descent and path to the ocean, only to find more mountains as far as the eye could see.  The good news is, they adapted.
Back to running.
I learned to focus on one step at a time.  I began to realize that as I practiced one step at a time I would always end up on top of the hill. 
Can you see where this is heading?
We will best live through the caronovirus pandemic by taking one step at a time.  Certainly, it is important to be strategic and make plans, but don't pick out a spot at the top of the hill and focus on that.  There may be another you do not see.  Rather, take a step - a day - at a time.
Jesus teaches us a lesson that may be applied here.  Matthew 6:25-34 instructs us to not be worried ... about life, food, drink, clothes.  God reveals His providing nature in creation.  God provides for birds and grass.  Guess what, you are much dearer to the heart of God than anything else in creation.
So, here is the step to take.  "Seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness."  When you do that you have the invitation and Spirit empowered ability, to trust God for all the things of life.
Jesus concludes with a good reminder.  "Do not worry about tomorrow (the top of the hill); for tomorrow will care for itself.  Each day (your next step) has enough trouble of its own.
Today put your focus on now.  You know that the future lies ahead and we are going to come through this.  By looking too far ahead you will create an unhealthy impatience.  If you convince yourself this will be over within a few days you are missing the point.  Buy by living fully each day, you will navigate the season well.
A next step - give thanks.  I am thankful for prayer time this morning.  I am thankful for the opportunity to read the Bible today.  I am thankful for being able to walk in a drizzle.  I am thankful for Cream of Wheat.  I am thankful for family and friends.  I am thankful that as I write this Cindy is doing her step by step study.  This could go on and on.  Be thankful for something as a next step today.
Another step.  Pay attention.  Be aware of reality.  Be aware of what causes you anxiety. 
Another step.  Seek God and His perfect ways.
Another step.  Seek God's righteousness.  (When you seek it, your find it, and it becomes you.)
Another step.  Do not indulge yourself with needless worry.  (Figure it out).
Another step.  Overcome the little troubles and do not create bigger ones in your imagination.
Live today as fully as God empowers you.  Live today as graciously as God enables you.  Live today as lovingly as Jesus loves you.
Step by step you gain.  Step by step you know God is with you.  Step by step you are now closer to overcoming than when you began to read this.
This is the day the Lord has made.  Let us rejoice and be glad in it.
steve

Thursday, April 2, 2020

Reflections (Writing Your Story)

Saul of Tarsus spent the first portion of his life writing a story of deep devotion to his Jewish faith and how that was lived out.  Then came a period of "crisis".  The news about the resurrection of Jesus was spreading quickly.  People were believing in this resurrected Jesus.  Saul acted according to his history.  He was becoming a chief persecutor of this new "sect". 
Then everything changed.  While on the way to carry out his orders, the risen Jesus appeared to him on the way to Damascus. (Acts 9)
From there he grew into the new name of Paul.  From there he wrote a new story of his life that endures to the present time.
What story are you writing?  What is the story of your life that you want to tell 10 years or 20 years, or more, from now? 
We are not underestimating the seriousness of the caronavirus, Covid-19.  We know that many are sick.  Many are dying.  Many are at risk.  But we also note that the vast majority of us will live through this crisis and have stories to tell.  What story will you write that will be your message going well into the future?
Some may have a story of hoarding toilet paper.  In light of this entire episode that will seem pretty small.  I don't think I want to tell kids and grandkids about the time during a world-wide crisis that I managed to keep plenty of toilet paper.
Some may make decisions today that will result in stories motivated by fear and anxiety. 
Some may make decisions today that will result in stories of yielding to temptation.
I could go on and one. 
Quinton Lucas, mayor of Kansas City, when speaking to the question of whether a business should be considered essential, offered the test.  If you have to ask, it is probably not essential.
If you are considering some action today, and have to ask if it is helpful, hurtful, useful, good or bad, you should probably stay away from the contemplated action.
Let me be very direct.  If you are thinking about being unfaithful to a loved one, that is a bad idea.  That is really not a story you want to tell to succeeding generations.  What story are you writing?
I am writing a story of spending more time with Cindy and finding joy in doing so!  I am actually trying to be helpful. (Not sure how successful that will be, but...)
I'll keep going.  If you are finding yourself yielding to frustration and anxiety, and wondering if life is worth living, stop, pray, call someone.  You may write a new story that will not be devastating to succeeding generations.
Give it some thought.  Write your story today.
Write a story that will seem heroic to succeeding generations.
Write a story of self-sacrifice without complaints, that will cause succeeding generations to take note.
Write a story of courage that will inspire succeeding generations.
Write a story of patience that will encourage succeeding generations.
Write a story of love that will endure through succeeding generations.
Paul wrote a new story.  You may write a new story as well.
This is the day the Lord has made.  We will rejoice and be glad in it.
steve

Wednesday, April 1, 2020

Reflections (On Courage)

Is your courage contrived or inspired?
I ask myself this question often.  I have been asking myself this question more lately!  We find ourselves facing the uncertainties surrounding the coronavirus with different moods.  Sometimes our feelings change in a matter of minutes.  One minute I am seeing beyond the immediate and reaching for the new possibilities that are coming.  Then I get bogged down with statistics.  I face the hard times we anticipate seeing over the next couple of weeks.  Through it all I seek to be courageous.
Is my courage inspired by the Living God whose Spirit dwells in me?  Is my courage inspired by Jesus Christ, my Savior and Lord, the one who is totally faithful?
Is my courage contrived?  Am I merely trying to convince myself that things will be ok?  (Or fill in whatever form that takes with you.)
We have the capability of stirring up courage, inspiration and enthusiasm.  I remember a junior high football game.  It was a rainy week day afternoon.  We rode the bus to Sherwood High School to play a junior high football game. 
In the locker room before we were to take the field the coach fired us up.  We were a bunch of eighth and ninth graders jumping around, hitting each other on the shoulder pads, and yelling so the walls shook. 
Then the coach walked back into the locker room and told us the game had been cancelled due to the rain and the field conditions.  (I figure they did not want to waste the field on a junior high game and were saving it for the big boys.)  Our enthusiasm - our courage - faded as quickly as it had been contrived.
That may be a reach.  However, I am not interested in walking through this season, trying to convince myself that "I got this".  I am not willing to share thoughts with you that are merely the result of my own contrived courage. 
There is something better. 
Courage is inspired.  Paul wrote in  Colossians 2:27.  "...God willed to make known what is the riches of the glory of this mystery among the Gentiles, which is Christ in you, the hope of glory."
Christ in you, the hope of glory.  Here is where your courage comes from.  Christ in you, the hope of glory.
You are free from trying to contrive courage.  Simply tap into the fact that through faith Jesus Christ lives in you.  He is Christ in you, the hope of glory.
You do not have to "be strong" for others.  You have Christ in you, the hope of glory.
You do not have to have all the right answers, insights, and grasp of all that is before us.  You have Christ in you, the hope of glory.
You do not have to try and make everyone think you are OK.  The fact is it is OK to not be ok.  You have Christ in you, the hope of glory.
You do not need to contrive courage.  It is fine to admit anxious thoughts and feelings.  A new found honesty with our souls may be an outcome of this time.
You have inspired courage.  It is Christ in you, the hope of glory.
Your courage is light in darkness.
Your courage is hope in despair.
Your courage is faith in doubt.
Your courage is joy in sorrow.
Your courage is -- Christ in you, the hope of glory.
Let faith arise!  Let courage come forth?  It is Christ in you, the hope of glory.
And no one is coming into the midst of your inspired courage and say "game off".  This is "game on" time and as people united with one another and held by Jesus Christ, we live courageously.
Contrived courage fades quickly.  Inspired courage sustains us through life.
It is Christ in you, the hope of glory.
This is the day the Lord has made.  We will rejoice and be glad in it.
steve