Notes of Faith July 17, 2020

Do you feel like you've been sidelined? The pandemic has put pause on so many plans and dreams, but for people of faith, this moment in time can be the birthing place for renewed hope and mission as we live with eternal focus on Christ. Gospel Singer Anthony Evans wrote this message before anyone had heard of COVID-19, but it's still as relevant today.

In returning and rest you shall be saved; in quietness and in trust shall be your strength. —Isaiah 30:15 ESV

 This is a vocal emergency,” Dr. Gupta told me, her tone dead serious as the morning sun glared through her office blinds. “You have done severe damage to your vocal cords. You cannot speak for the next thirty-five days.”

I sat there dazed, waiting to wake up, feeling for sure that I was stuck in some terrible dream. My voice was my life. And now the doctor was saying I might possibly lose it all. The only thing I could think was, Seriously? Now? How in the world could this happen to me?

But just that quick, I realized. Because you are constantly running in the red, Anthony. That’s how.

We were raised to believe in the power of hard work, and really, that’s the way I live best. Busy. For me, hard work means getting on a plane every three or four days (and actually three or four planes due to layovers), multiple events, never being home, booking studio time on those precious few days when I am home, singing and pushing and doing all the small stuff it takes to keep your career above water.

Some people think it’s all glamour and spotlight, but what they don’t understand is the lines are blurry. Work rarely stops. You don’t clock in at nine and out at five. You work all day and then you work all night. You work all the time.

Because if you do have an artistic career and you sleep at the wheel for one minute? Pretty soon you don’t have a career anymore. At some point your body breaks down and you start get- ting sick. But there’s no time to get sick.

There’s always a concert scheduled, an event booked, always someone needing a piece of your time. And you understand that going in. It’s part of the price you pay.

I’d been singing on the road and singing back home, too, doing live shows and cutting vocals for various projects around LA. Never say no. Keep pushing. That’s the way.

On a recent weekend, I had four ministry events scheduled in two and a half days. Especially in worship, you want to give your all. You can’t just phone it in. You’re not singing about romance or cars. You are singing to the Most High God. You don’t hold anything back.

So, I pushed through sick to sing and ended up bruising my vocal cords. The laryngologist said the only way to heal my voice was through rest. No quick-fix medications or exercises or procedures. Only rest. And in my case, more than a solid month of it.

Injury is the rest you are forced into when you fail to observe the value of rest. And it’s always ill-timed and inconvenient.

No singing. No talking. Do you know how much I talk on a daily basis? Not only could I not do the things that earned my living, I couldn’t do much of anything. I had to cancel performances, cancel plans. Cancel a show in Hawaii! I sat in my apartment, lonely and bored, waiting for the verdict on my voice.

After further tests and scopes, Dr. Gupta informed me that I was prone to injury due to capillaries in my vocal cords that easily rupture. If I kept pushing, it could permanently damage my voice. If I wanted to continue singing professionally, she suggested laser surgery to repair the capillaries along with major changes to my daily schedule.

I was like, Wait, did you just say surgery? You want to do an operation on my throat?

 In fact, this news from Dr. Gupta came right before I received this book deal. As I work on this book titled Unexpected Places, I find myself in an unexpected place, totally shut down and stuck on the sidelines as my friends in music speed by, continuing to tour and do what they were called to do. Like I mentioned earlier, I am still a big attention-deficit kid. I would never be able to sit still long enough, to go deep enough to write the stories of my life unless… I was forced to sit in silence. Unless I couldn’t do anything but sit at my laptop and write. Truly, the Lord works in mysterious ways.

Back when I was growing up in Dallas, Highway 75 North was only four lanes, and it was always slow and packed with traffic. One day the city announced they were expanding 75 from four lanes to eight. But in order to expand, first they had to shut it down.

It was more than annoying for a while, but the end result was a highway that could handle the city’s growth.

That’s my hope: that God had to shut me down to expand my capacity and prepare me for a new season of growth, whether it’s in my career or my spirit or both. That’s what I pray as I sit alone in my living room while my mind fights anxious thoughts.

In the Bible, wisdom and revelation often come from places of silence and rest. God rested from His work. Jesus often withdrew to lonely places to be still. Why do we not value rest? Especially in ministry? Why do we always think more is better? The power isn’t always in pushing through. Sometimes it’s in the rest.

“When you recover from this injury, you are going to have to readjust the way you do work and life,” Dr. Gupta warned. “You will have to redefine what normal is for you.”

One cool thing about God is He shows us so much about life through circumstances. Even bad ones. Especially the bad ones. That’s what the Word means by “everything works together for the good.” Good and bad — both teach us.

The lesson wasn’t just about how to take care of my voice. When the doctor talked about my bruised vocal cords, I thought about how there were parts of my spirit that had been damaged too. Life leaves bruises. There are places where you become prone to injury from multiple breaks. Spots that are callused over to protect from further pain.

If you create a callus on your vocal cord, it changes the sound of your voice. It could possibly ruin your voice. There were places in my heart that had been changed from trying to push through. From failing to honor rest, from trying to follow the expected path instead of finding God’s right way for me.

Ministry and Christian living are not solely about achievement. It’s not all about getting to the mountaintop with our hands in the air or how many people we can corral into church. Sometimes ministry can be more about creating places of push than a place of rest. Maybe that’s why so many get hurt.

I thought about that time in the Bible where Jesus visited Martha and Mary. One of my Bibles says Martha was “the jittery type.” I can relate! Mary was just hanging out and listening to Jesus, and Martha complained because there was so much work to do. Jesus told her to quit worrying about the details so much.

Only one thing truly matters. Get close to God. 

With twelve days left of forced silence, things were getting better, but I was still restless. I drove up the Pacific Coast Highway to my favorite little place where I can sit, stare at the ocean, and talk to God. Except I couldn’t talk. So, I had to listen. And as the sun dipped over the horizon and the waves crashed against the shore, my mind finally began to be still.

Excerpted from Unexpected Places by Anthony Evans, copyright Anthony Evans.

Come to Me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy and My burden is light. — Matthew 11:28-30

Have you been burning the wick at both ends? Are you taking time to be quiet with the Lord, or are you maybe headed for forced rest by injury or illness?

The Covid19 virus could be a wakeup call for all of us to LISTEN to God and do the things of heaven instead of worrying about the things of earth.  Priority is the idea here.

Matt 6:33
33 "But seek first His kingdom and His righteousness, and all these things will be added to you.

Pastor Dale

Notes of Faith July 16, 2020

Revenge builds a lonely house. Space enough for one person. The lives of its tenants are reduced to one goal: make someone miserable. They do. Themselves. No wonder God insists that we “keep a sharp eye out for weeds of bitter discontent. A thistle or two gone to seed can ruin a whole garden in no time” (Hebrews 12:15).

 His healing includes a move out of the house of spite, a shift away from the cramped world of grudge and toward spacious ways of grace, away from hardness and toward forgiveness. He moves us forward by healing our past.

 Can He really? This mess? This history of sexual abuse? This raw anger at the father who left my mother? This seething disgust I feel every time I think of the one who treated me like yesterday’s trash? Can God heal this ancient hurt in my heart?

Joseph asked these questions. You never outlive the memory of ten brothers giving you the heave-ho. They walked away and never came back. So he gave them a taste of their own medicine. When he saw them in the breadline, he snapped at them. He accused them of treachery and threw them in jail. “Take that, you rascals!”

Isn’t it good to know that Joseph was human? The guy was so good it hurt. He endured slavery, succeeded in a foreign land, mastered a new language, and resisted sexual seductions. He was the model prisoner and the perfect counselor to the king. Scratch him, and he bled holy blood. We expect him to see his brothers and declare, “Father, forgive them, for they knew not what they did” (see Luke 23:34). But he didn’t. He didn’t because forgiving jerks is the hardest trick in the bag. We will feed the poor and counsel the king. Why, we’ll memorize the book of Leviticus if God says to do so.

But…

Don’t let the sun go down while you are still angry (Ephesians 4:26)?

 

Let all bitterness, wrath, anger, clamor, and evil speaking be put away from you, with all malice (Ephesians 4:31)?

 

As Christ forgave you, so you also must do (Colossians 3:13)?

Really, God?

I have a friend who was six years old when her mother ran off with a salesman, leaving her to be raised by a good-hearted dad who knew nothing about dolls, dresses, or dates. The father and daughter stumbled through life and made the best of it. Recently the mom reappeared, like a brother out of Canaan, requested a coffee date with my friend, and said, “I’m sorry for abandoning you.” The mom wants to reenter her daughter’s world.

My friend’s first thought was, That’s it? I’m supposed to forgive you? Seems too easy. Doesn’t the mom need to experience what she gave? A few years wondering if she will see her daughter again. Some pain-filled nights. A bit of justice. How do we reconcile the pain of the daughter with God’s command to forgive?

Isn’t some vengeance in order? Of course it is. In fact, God cares about justice more than we do. Paul admonished, Never pay back evil for evil… never avenge yourselves. Leave that to God, for he has said that he will repay those who deserve it (Romans 12:17, Romans 12:19).

We fear the evildoer will slip into the night, unknown and unpunished. Escape to Fiji and sip mai tais on the beach.

Not to worry.

Scripture says, “[God] will repay,” not He “might repay.”

God will get through this execute justice on behalf of truth and fairness. Case in point? Prepare yourself for the most surprising turnaround of the Joseph story.

After three days Joseph released all but one brother from jail. They returned to Canaan to report to Jacob, their father, a weak shadow of an old man. The brothers told him how Simeon was kept in Egypt as assurance they would return with Benjamin, the youngest brother. Jacob had nothing to say except, “You have bereaved me: Joseph is no more, Simeon is no more, and you want to take Benjamin. All these things are against me” (Genesis 42:36).

Such a louse. Jacob played favorites, refused to discipline, had multiple wives, and upon hearing of the imprisonment of his son, had a pity party. What a prima donna. No wonder the family was screwed up.

But as we read further, a light breaks through the clouds. Judah, who once wanted to get rid of Joseph, stepped forward. “Send [Benjamin] with me, and we will arise and go, that we may live and not die, both we and you and also our little ones. I myself will be surety for him; from my hand you shall require him. If I do not bring him back to you and set him before you, then let me bear the blame forever” (Genesis 43:8–9).

Is this the same Judah? The same man who said, “Let us sell him to the Ishmaelites” (Genesis 37:27)? The same brother who helped negotiate the slave trade? Well, yes… and no. Judah, as it turns out, has had his own descent into the pit.

After Joseph’s abduction Judah went on to have three sons. He arranged for the eldest to marry a girl named Tamar. But the son died. Following the proper protocol of his day, Judah arranged for his second son to marry Tamar. The son didn’t manage the situation well and died. Judah assumed Tamar was jinxed. Afraid that his third son would meet the same fate, Judah put the matter on hold, leaving Tamar with no husband.

Later Judah’s wife died. Tamar heard that Judah was coming to town. Apparently she hadn’t been able to get Judah to reply to her e-mails, so she got creative. She disguised herself as a prostitute and made him an offer. Judah took the bait. He exchanged his necklace and walking stick for sex, unaware that he was sleeping with his daughter-in-law. (Oh, how lust blinds a man!) She conceived.

Three months later she reappeared in Judah’s life as Tamar, pregnant Tamar. Judah went high and mighty on her and demanded she be burned. That’s when she produced Judah’s necklace and walking stick, and Judah realized the child was his. He was caught in his own sin, disgraced in front of his own family. Things had come full circle. Judah, who had deceived Jacob, was deceived. Judah, who had trapped Joseph, was trapped. Judah, who had helped humiliate Joseph, was humiliated. God gave Judah his comeuppance, and Judah came to his senses. “She has been more righteous than I,” he confessed (Genesis 38:26).

For years I wondered why Judah’s exploits were included in the Joseph narrative. They interrupt everything. We just get started in chapter 37 with the dreams and drama of Joseph when the narrator dedicates chapter 38 to the story of Judah, the hustler, and Tamar, the faux escort. Two dead husbands. One clever widow. An odd, poorly placed story. But now I see how it fits.

For anything good to happen to Jacob’s family, someone in the clan had to grow up. If not the father, one of the brothers had to mature to the point where he took responsibility for his actions.

God activated the change in Judah. He gave the guy a taste of his own medicine, and the medicine worked! Judah championed the family cause. He spoke sense into his father’s head. He was willing to take responsibility for Benjamin’s safety and bear the blame if he failed. Judah got his wake-up call, and Joseph didn’t have to lift a finger or swing a fist.

Vengeance is God’s. He will repay — whether ultimately on the Day of Judgment or intermediately in this life.

The point of the story?

God handles all Judahs. He can discipline your abusive boss, soften your angry parent. He can bring your ex to his knees or her senses.

Forgiveness doesn’t diminish justice; it just entrusts it to God.

He guarantees the right retribution. We give too much or too little. But the God of justice has the precise prescription.

Unlike us, God never gives up on a person. Never. Long after we have moved on, God is still there, probing the conscience, stirring conviction, always orchestrating redemption. Fix your enemies? That’s God’s job.

Forgive your enemies? Ah, that’s where you and I come in. We forgive.

“Do not let the sun go down on your anger, and do not give the devil an opportunity” (Ephesians 4:26–27). The word translated opportunity is the Greek word topos, the same term from which we get the English noun topography. It means territory or ground. Interesting.

Anger gives ground to the devil. Bitterness invites him to occupy a space in your heart, to rent a room. Believe me, he will move in and stink up the place. Gossip, slander, temper — anytime you see these, Satan has claimed a bunk.

Evict him. Don’t even give him the time of day. In the name of Jesus tell him to pack his bags and hit the road. Begin the process of forgiveness. Keep no list of wrongs. Pray for your antagonists rather than plot against them. Hate the wrong without hating wrongdoers. Turn your attention away from what they did to you to what Jesus did for you. Outrageous as it may seem, Jesus died for them too. If He thinks they are worth forgiving, they are. Does that make forgiveness easy? No. Quick? Seldom. Painless? It wasn’t for Joseph.

The brothers returned to Egypt from Canaan, Benjamin in tow. Joseph invited them to a dinner. He asked about Jacob, spotted Benjamin, and all but came undone. “God be gracious to you, my son,” he blurted before he hurried out of the room to weep (Genesis 43:29).

He returned to eat and drink and make merry with the brothers. Joseph sat them according to birth order. He singled out Benjamin for special treatment. Every time the brothers got one helping, Benjamin got five. They noticed this. But said nothing.

Joseph loaded their sacks with food and hid his personal cup in the sack of Benjamin.

The brothers were barely down the road when Joseph’s steward stopped their caravan, searched their sacks, and found the cup. The brothers tore their clothes (the ancient equivalent of pulling out one’s hair) and soon found themselves back in front of Joseph, fearing for their lives.

Joseph couldn’t make up his mind! He welcomed them, wept over them, ate with them, and then played a trick on them. He was at war with himself. These brothers had peeled the scab off his oldest and deepest wound. And he would be hanged before he’d let them do it again. On the other hand, these were his brothers, and he would be hanged before he lost them again.

Forgiveness vacillates like this. It has fits and starts, good days and bad. Anger intermingled with love. Irregular mercy. We make progress only to make a wrong turn. Step forward and fall back. But this is okay. When it comes to forgiveness, all of us are beginners. No one owns a secret formula. As long as you are trying to forgive, you are forgiving. It’s when you no longer try that bitterness sets in.

Stay the course. You’ll spend less time in the spite house and more in the grace house. And as one who has walked the hallways of both, I can guarantee that you are going to love the space of grace.

Excerpted from You'll Get Through This by Max Lucado, copyright Max Lucado.

Where are you on the journey of forgiveness? Have you made progress? Have you seemed to start back at ground zero and been frustrated? Do you have people in your life that, even after a relatively long period of time, you can’t seem to forgive?

Pastor Dale

Notes of Faith July 15, 2020

As of Monday July 12, 2020 the governor of California has ordered that churches be part of a second closure.  The elders have considered this, not only among themselves but with many of our local spiritual leaders and those across our country. Having done this, they have decided that our church shall remain open with all of the precautions that we currently have in place to preserve one another’s health.

You must follow the conviction of your own heart!  If you believe that God does not want you to gather to worship Him, learn from Him, be trained to do the work of ministry, and enjoy the “social distancing” fellowship of the body of Christ . . . then, do not come to our gathered services.  That was harsh, but I am expressing the convictions of my own heart, that we have more than a U.S. constitutional right to gather, we gather to worship the God that supplies the breath of life and that eternal for those who believe in the name of Jesus!

I love all of you and pray that you will consider joining with us this Sunday, taking into consideration that there could be governmental consequences.  We do not yet know what those might be, (there may be none), but we are prepared to persevere and endure through them with the Lord by our side.

We do NOT stand alone.  There are many others as I said earlier that will remain open.  Let us trust the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit to guide us in all that we do and say, and pray that the Lord Jesus return soon to judge in righteousness and rule with authority and bring peace.  In Jesus name!  Amen.

 

Viral Threats to Religious Liberty

Beware of Power That Corrupts Absolutely

By Colonel Tim Moore

As American Christians celebrated Easter in 2020, they were coping with unprecedented levels of government intrusion into typical worship practices. Most churches in America complied with generalized public health decrees to minimize group gatherings. So, instead of full houses of worship on the most important day on the Christian calendar, they settled for taped services streamed via the internet.

A very few pastors refused to cancel their live worship services. Opening their doors to any who felt led to attend, they claimed that their allegiance to God outweighed their fealty to Caesar. Other churches decided to host “drive-in” worship services where the faithful could gather corporately, while honoring social distancing guidelines from the comfort of their cars.

Even that option was deemed too risky by some elected leaders. In Kentucky, the mayor of Louisville banned drive-in worship — only to have his decree ruled unconstitutional by a federal judge. Kentucky’s Governor, Andy Beshear, who mandated the closure of all churches but declared Kentucky’s abortion clinic and liquor stores to be “essential” services, sent state police to record the license plate of every vehicle that attended unauthorized church services. And in Mendocino County, California, overzealous local officials prohibited churches from singing and playing wind instruments in their online services. Talk about tyrannical overreach!

Striking a Balance

Much debate has ensued over the right balance for Christians to strike in the midst of a public health crisis. A real desire to “love others as ourselves” by taking reasonable measures to safeguard public health seems necessary and prudent.

But as the crisis continues, voices have sounded a legitimate alarm over the long-term consequences of an economic catastrophe — something that will impact mental, social and physical health. One Tennessee county official lamented eight recent suicides, arguing that social isolation was having a much greater impact on his community than the coronavirus.

Even as I write, national, state and local officials are weighing the risks of continued shutdown against the virus itself. Inevitably, some states and regions will emerge from the crisis more quickly than others. Sadly, precedents are being set as some officials exhibit autocratic tendencies and undermine the Constitutional primacy of religious freedom.

Among the important lessons to be gleaned from this experience is an awareness of the corrosiveness of power wielded without restraint. The sinful nature of mankind means that absolute power really does tend to corrupt absolutely. That is why our Founders created a system of checks and balances — ensuring that power was never consolidated in one branch or one office. As John Adams wrote: “Power always thinks it has a great soul and vast view beyond the comprehension of the weak; and that it is doing God’s service, when it is violating His laws.”

So, although we are commanded to pray for those in authority, we should never place all our trust or faith in them. Times like this demonstrate the importance of placing our hope in the One who is omniscient and omnipotent.

Lessons from the Passion of Christ

The Bible consistently describes kings and rulers as imperfect. Even David — Israel’s greatest king — was flawed and prone to error. Every king’s rule was deemed righteous or evil based on their consistent adherence to God’s Word. When a king strayed, the nation suffered the consequences.

That truism is not limited to the Old Testament. It is an axiom that has been proven time and again around the world. In the New Testament, various authorities involved in Jesus’ crucifixion offer indelible examples of power wielded irresponsibly.

1. The first group of officials Jesus encountered consisted of the chief priest and members of the Sanhedrin (Luke 22:66-71). Their collective animosity toward Him was already apparent. Because they could not discern the truth of His claims and because He threatened the status quo of their authority, the Bible says that they looked for an opportunity to condemn Him before the people (John 11:47-53). In the end, they bribed Judas to deliver Jesus over to them. Then, they violated their own judicial process to rush a pronouncement of guilt.

 2. The second individual who stands out in Jesus’ conviction is Pontius Pilate (Luke 23:1-7). He was appointed by Caesar to represent Rome in Judea. As such, his responsibility was to impose Pax Romana (Roman Peace) on a resistant population — quelling uprisings, ensuring the collection of taxes and maintaining the status quo. Scripture makes it clear that Pilate had grown cynical. He scoffingly dismissed the very concept of truth (John 18:33-38). Pilate was more interested in balancing the expectations of Caesar, the demands of the Jewish religious leaders, his own wife’s clear misgivings and his sense that Jesus was undeserving of death. But in the end, Pilate did not have the moral fortitude to do what was just and right. Instead, he sought to appease the loudest voices and absolve himself of responsibility (Matthew 27:17-24, Mark 15:9-15).

 3. The next individual who stands out in the narrative is Herod Antipas — the same Herod who had John the Baptist beheaded. This was not Herod the Great — the great builder who ruled with an iron fist. This son of the former Herod was a sycophant who ruled the region of Galilee. Instead of taking seriously his role in reigning and administering justice, he had a reputation as a hedonistic pleasure-seeker. He was mainly interested in Jesus as a curiosity and a worker of miracles. It is telling that Jesus never responded to Herod’s inquiries and pleas to see a miracle (Luke 23:8-11). Although Herod saw no reason to condemn Jesus, he joined his soldiers in mocking Jesus.

 4. The next group of individuals who played a part in the passion of Jesus Christ was composed of the various guards and soldiers who were “just following orders.” Both the Jewish temple guards and the Roman soldiers treated Jesus with great contempt, mindlessly following the edicts of the men appointed over them (Matthew 27:27-31, John 18:12-13). In both cases, they demonstrated a sadistic callousness that offends our senses to this day. But, mankind has produced millions just like them throughout history. The Nazis in Germany, the Soviets in Russia, and the hate-filled racists in our own nation’s past could not have perpetrated their evils without huge cadres of men wielding power in an ungodly manner. Every dictator to this day has a throng of unquestioning secret policemen to fulfill their authoritarian decrees.

 5. The final group we must observe from Jesus’ experience is the mass of sheep-like people who tolerated injustice. They represent an authority in themselves because the religious leaders and Pilate alike were wary of their collective will — or at least the threat that they might start an insurrection (Luke 22:2, Matthew 27:24). Many of those common people were part of the fickle crowd that had hailed Jesus as the “Son of David” less than a week before — a clear recognition of His Messianic title. But by the morning of His crucifixion, they had either been swayed against Him, caught up in the mob, or cowed into silence. After an initial burst of resistance in the Garden of Gethsemane, even Jesus’ own disciples were frightened into despair.

The Gospel Shines Through

Recognizing the behavior of sinful men does not take away from the orchestrated plan of God that led to Jesus’ death. As He said, no one took His life from Him. He laid it down and took it up again — both of His own authority (John 10:17-18). Even Pilate was only able to exercise authority over Him because he had been given that authority from above (John 19:10-11).

The good news is that God did send His Son — offering Him as a perfect sacrifice for the sin of the world. The shortcomings of man did not lessen the magnitude of God’s great love for mankind which was manifested at the Cross. Nor did it restrain the power of God which was demonstrated by the empty tomb.

2020 Applications

The same character traits manifested by all the authorities leading up to the crucifixion of Jesus are evident around us today. I make that assertion as someone who has served in the marbled halls of a state capital. Here are some modern observations and applications:

1. Like many on the Sanhedrin, there are some in authority who have no discernment. Lacking a moral compass, they resent any threat to their power and authority. The Communist leaders of China and North Korea clearly fall into this category. They reject Christianity not because they have weighed its truth claims and found them lacking, but because embracing Christian faith would inevitably impose limits on their own power. And they despise Christ most of all because He asserts His Lordship over them.

While American elected officials were seldom so brash in the past, a growing number share the same animosity toward Christianity. I personally witnessed Democratic legislators in Kentucky disparaging Christians, and the Christian faith in general, on numerous occasions. Believers impose too great a restraint on their secular agenda. In America today, we have many officials who prioritize their support for abortion, abomination, and apostasy above any respect for God or His Word. Why else would they take advantage of a crisis to dictate the closure of churches but defend abortion mills at all costs? New York Mayor Bill de Blasio even threatened the permanent shuttering of churches who did not heed his every order.

2. The next type of leader that is far too prevalent is the one who wrings his hands and is unwilling to buck a vocal but wrong constituency. Desperate to preserve their own power and eager to please the masses, they stick their finger in the air to determine which way the wind is blowing in every circumstance. These officials are dangerous because they bend to every ungodly influence. Like Pilate, they scoff at truth. Unlike President Harry Truman who famously said, “the buck stops here,” they avoid any responsibility that might cause people to blame them for anything. Dithering indecision and weak ingratiation mark their tenure. Leaders like these have allowed our national debt to explode and unfunded liabilities to multiply in most states and major cities.

 3. Following in the footsteps of the lesser Herod are those shallow-minded officials who wallow in the pleasures of power and position but do not really serve the people they represent. We’ve all known people who wanted a position more than a job. In government and in every other sphere of human activity, these people are a drain on society. Once again, every legislature and bureaucracy has far too many people like this. As Jesus demonstrated before Herod Antipas, Truth doesn’t even bother speaking to them.

 4. The next category of people is those who know better but do not speak up or resist ungodliness. They prove the adage that the only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is that good men do nothing. Like the Thyatirans, they tolerate the intolerable (Revelation 2:20). In the context of this pandemic crisis, they enable violations of the Constitution by elected officials that are sworn to defend the Constitution. In that regard, keep in mind that elected officials at every level swear an oath to support and defend the Constitution. Faithfully doing so allows citizens to safeguard their own lives and livelihood.

Claiming to protect people from themselves by trampling on their Constitutional rights violates that oath, undermines those God-given rights and forfeits their lives and livelihood — a trade-off none of us should tolerate. And, as military members are taught, unlawful orders should never be obeyed.

I am not heaping scorn on my law enforcement friends who are expected to follow the misguided orders of governors and mayors and judges. I am challenging all of us who have allowed our nation to embrace abominations — tolerating through our votes and our silence the murder of millions of unborn innocents and passing laws that are an affront to a holy God. Virtually none of us are beyond reproach when it comes to the corporate waywardness of our nation.

5. Finally, what of the fickle sheep who profess faith on Sunday but turn their back on Jesus the rest of the week? Far too many would claim Him as Savior without honoring Him as Lord.

One of the most disappointing experiences during my legislative tenure was witnessing professing Christians — legislators and voters — abandon biblical positions in order to defend their own perceived self-interest. A growing chorus of Christians have been radicalized by our secular society — even pooh-poohing abortion and endorsing abominations in their insistency on embracing the full mantra of liberal ideologies. Some of those would willingly submit to any dictator who could promise sustenance and entertainment (bread and circuses).

How many of us have allowed our witness to be muddled by the choices we make on a regular basis? Does the language you use, the television shows and movies you watch, the media you absorb and the lies you tolerate reflect a life built upon the Lordship of Jesus Christ? Know that you cannot swear allegiance to Jesus Christ on Sunday and then refuse to keep His commandments the rest of the week (John 14:15).

 Judge a Tree by Its Fruit

It has been said that “the road to hell is paved with good intentions.” Some of the most egregious purveyors of authoritarian overreach have proven the truth of this adage during the current coronavirus crisis by citing their altruistic intentions. Adding insult to injury, for many of them, the tendency to marginalize Christianity and defend abortion has been absolute.

Jeremiah warned that the human heart is more deceptive than all else (Jeremiah 17:9). But Christians grounded in the Word and blessed with discernment should not be deceived — even by wolves in sheep’s clothing.

Instead, we should look at a person’s fruit. Does an official’s actions erode reliance on and faith in God? Do they honor constitutional restraints on their own power? Or, do they take advantage of every opportunity to grow the scope and intrusiveness of government — even at the cost of religious liberty?

Freedom’s Flame is Flickering

Previous generations of Christians fought and bled to lay claim to the religious freedom granted by our Creator and enshrined in the American Constitution. They considered it a sacred duty to exercise that freedom and then pass it on unencumbered to the next generation. Religious liberty is under attack as never before — and is being relinquished by many who ought to know better.

Benjamin Franklin said, “Those who would give up essential liberty, to purchase a little temporary safety, deserve neither liberty nor safety.” Ordered by the high priest to stop teaching in Jesus’ name, Peter and the apostles responded, “We must obey God rather than men” (Acts 5:27-29). Flogged as a warning, “they went on their way rejoicing that they had been considered worthy to suffer shame for His name” (Acts 5:40-41).

The signs of the times indicate that we are witnessing the fulfillment of Romans 1:18-32 and 2 Timothy 3:1-8 and 4:3-4. Men and women who purport to represent our society show growing animosity toward sound doctrine of the Christian faith. Their hatred for those who love the Lord’s appearing will only increase as the Day of the Lord draws near.

We have been posted on the watchtowers of our society. While we still have a voice, let us sound the alarm. When we run afoul of secular despots, we will be warned and may even be persecuted. But some who are groping in darkness will heed our call, repent and turn to Him who will set them free indeed.

Pastor Dale

Notes of Faith July 14, 2020

Notes of Faith July 14, 2020

Nick Vujicic (Voo-yih-chich) stood atop a table and faced a room full of mesmerized high school students.  (Nick spoke at Brethren national youth conference years ago, when Robin and I were youth leaders)

Some of them wept silently as they listened to this man who was born with no arms or legs proclaim joyfully, “I love life.”1

If there is anyone who would seem to have a good reason to be joyless, it would be Nick. And yet he has chosen to embrace his life and the possibilities it offers as well as the gifts hidden in his suffering.

I think people like Nick are so compelling to us because we all want to know the secret of joy like his — joy that doesn’t depend on physical perfection or life following some specific formula for success. We long for this because deep down we know that our journey throughout this life is fragile... inherently without guarantee. People like Nick show us that joy doesn’t need to be tied to circumstances. They hold out the possibility of unshakeable joy that transcends suffering. For many of us, joy is at a very low simmer. Even small disappointments — a canceled lunch date with a friend, an unexpectedly high bill, finding the last piece of pie gone — can rob us of whatever joy we have.

What makes people like Nick different?

I believe part of the secret to Nick’s kind of resilient joy is to consider life, all of life, as a gift. Every single day.

We can choose to be thankful for the gift of life no matter how difficult our path is because we are assured that God is with us in the middle of it and that He continues to bring blessings to our lives, even in our most painful moments.

I love this quote by Rowan Williams as he reflected on Jesus’ final night before the cross: “When Jesus gives thanks at that moment before the breaking and spilling, before the wounds and the blood, it is as if He is connecting the darkest places of human experience with God the Giver; as if He is saying that even in these dark places God continues to give, and therefore we must continue to give thanks.”2

Take some time today to reflect on a difficult season in which it wasn’t easy for you to experience joy. What gifts was God still giving you? Perhaps it was the comfort of His presence or a powerful truth He revealed to you during that time. Grab a pen and a journal, and list any gifts that come to mind. Then spend some time thanking and praising God for His faithfulness, rejoicing that He never stops giving to us, even when our way is marked with sorrow.

Because God is good, we can worship Him always.


Five Minutes in the Word
 

Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights with whom there is no variation or shadow due to change. Of His own will He brought us forth by the word of truth, that we should be a kind of firstfruits of His creatures. — James 1:17-18 ESV

Bless the Lord, O my soul, and all that is within me, bless His holy name! Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all His benefits, who forgives all your iniquity, who heals all your diseases, who redeems your life from the pit, who crowns you with steadfast love and mercy, who satisfies you with good so that your youth is renewed like the eagle’s. — Psalm 103:1-5 ESV

There was nothing attractive about Him, nothing to cause us to take a second look. He was looked down on and passed over, a man who suffered, who knew pain firsthand. One look at Him and people turned away. We looked down on Him, thought He was scum. But the fact is, it was our pains He carried — our disfigurements, all the things wrong with us. — Isaiah 53:2–5 The Message

Give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus. — 1 Thessalonians 5:18

Let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, since as members of one body you were called to peace. And be thankful. — Colossians 3:15

Nick Vujicic, “No Arms, No Legs, No Worries,” YouTube, February 28, 2012, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8jhcxOhIMAQ#action=share.

​Rowan Williams, Being Christian: Baptism, Bible, Eucharist, Prayer (Grand Rapids, MI: Eerdmans, 2014), 48.
 

Excerpted from 5 Minutes with Jesus: A Fresh Infusion of Joy by Sheila Walsh, copyright Sheila Walsh.

Life is a gift! It’s a gift from God during good times, when you’re bank account is flush, when friends are plenty, and when the wind is at your back. And, it’s a gifts when your world has crumbled, you are alone, and your health has failed. If you’re still breathing, come bless the Lord with us today. Rejoice in His holy name and thank Him for the gift of today

Ps 118:24
24 This is the day which the Lord has made;
Let us rejoice and be glad in it.
NASU

Pastor Dale

Notes of Faith July 13, 2020

Jesus looked at them and said, ‘With man this is impossible, but with God all things are possible.’
Matthew 19:26

My friends Bob and Karen had been saving for years so they could finally go on a real vacation alone together. (I teased Bob more than his wife about how their three-night honeymoon at the Howard Johnson down the street didn’t count.) They married young, started having kids soon after, and lived bare bones as Bob worked his entry-level job at the power plant. Eventually, after a few raises and a few more years, they had saved enough money to go on a nice vacation that would double as a makeup honeymoon.

Karen found what they both considered a good deal through a reputable online travel site. They booked a resort in the Caribbean, scheduled their flight, and counted the days until they dropped the kids off with Karen’s sister and took their first-ever real vacation.

The trip started by being everything they had hoped it would be. The weather was perfect. Postcard perfect, the beautiful Caribbean beach glistened as turquoise water kissed white sands. Karen couldn’t believe she was actually taking a vacation in such a beautiful place — it felt like a dream!

Bob was impressed too, but couldn’t enjoy it quite as much as he’d hoped. It was hard to get away from worrying about the amount of money they were spending. The restaurants were so much more expensive than they were at home — a lot more than he’d budgeted — so they tried to make up for it by doing fewer activities. They steered toward the pool and the beach as much as possible. No shopping or souvenir hunting.

Karen didn’t seem to mind, but as they packed up on the last day, Bob feared that she was disappointed. He dreaded getting their next credit-card bills. He’d tried to shield her from the totals that seemed to multiply every time she ordered a Coke or one of those fruity little non-alcoholic drinks with the umbrellas. As they were about to leave for the airport to return home, Bob mentally calculated how much overtime he would need to work to make up for the unforeseen extra money they’d spent.

They stopped by the front desk to check out, and the hotel associate chatted with Bob and asked how they had enjoyed their stay. Bob answered politely enough, and then the young man asked, “Did you enjoy our selection of restaurants? Would you mind filling out a survey?”

“I’m sorry, we didn’t eat here this week,” Bob told him. He didn’t want to say why — that the restaurants at the hotel looked too fancy and expensive. No point in telling him that they had found a Subway for lunch most days and some different restaurants in the evenings, and even these were too expensive.

The hotel clerk looked quizzically at Bob, then started clicking on the computer.

“Uh, sir… you and your wife booked an all-inclusive vacation here. That means that all of your meals were included with your stay. Yet it appears that you didn’t eat with us even once. I hope you’ll reconsider and try our food on your next visit.”

Bob had missed a few important details when they booked their vacation. The fine print. And their lack of knowledge caused them to miss out on a huge benefit. A huge loss.

Making Excuses

I know this story sounds crazy. In this day and age, with everyone trying to stretch their dollar as far as it can go, who would book a vacation without knowing what is included? But hold that thought. Even though we’re constantly bombarded with information, we often become overwhelmed and fail to comprehend all that we’re told. And some of the information we miss could improve our life in dramatic ways — much more than just free buffets and endless refills by the pool.

You see, some of us go through life without knowing what blessings are available to us — without knowing or believing what can actually be “included.” Scripture warns us,

My people are destroyed from lack of knowledge. — Hosea 4:6


It’s no accident that “destroyed” used here is a strong word — it means to suffer destruction or spiritual death. So without knowledge, we can find ourselves in the middle of destruction or even our own spiritual death. Obviously, considering such an ominous definition, you immediately wonder, “What knowledge am I lacking? How do I get it?”

As a pastor, I’ve noticed that some people lack the knowledge and understanding that real change is possible.

No matter what you’ve done, what you haven’t done that you think you should have, or what others have done to you — you can change.


I know, as a pastor I’m supposed to say something like this. But it’s true.

Maybe you’re thinking, Well, I’ve tried to change — I really have. But I… just… couldn’t. Maybe you’re thinking of how you tried to lose weight or quit smoking. You know, something like, “Sure, I tried going on a diet. More than once. I tried a lot. It didn’t work.” Or, “I stopped smoking for about three weeks. But then I got stressed out at work and… it just didn’t stick.” Maybe it’s your default reaction that you’ve tried to alter: “I was doing really good not yelling at my kids, and then Jimmy lied to me, and I flew off the handle.”

And you know what? You’re right. You will never change by your own power.

We can’t change ourselves, but God can transform us.


Unfortunately, many people struggle with this truth, not allowing it to seep into the fiber of their being. They might even believe it as a concept or scriptural truth, but they don’t think it applies to them. Instead of experiencing the transformative power of a “but God” encounter, they use “but God” to make excuses for their lack of faith and lack of action. Much like a child might say, “But MOM! I’m tired. I don’t want to clean my room!” Or “But Da-ad! You don’t understand! Everyone else is going! Why can’t I?” They say:

“But God, I can’t do that! Look at my past!”

“But God, my marriage is beyond repair.”

“But God, my teenager is strung out on drugs.”

“But God, I’ve got $50,000 of credit-card debt.”

“But God, I’ve been addicted for twenty years.”

“But God, I’ve tried everything. I’m afraid this might just be who I am — or at least who I’m going to be.”

If any of these sound familiar to you, remember, you can’t change — but GOD can change you! He changes everything. Don’t let “but God” be a preface for your excuses. Instead, allow God to change what seems impossible into a reminder of his power, glory, and love for you.

Excerpted from But God… Changes Everything by Herbert Cooper, copyright Herbert Cooper. 
 In what area of your life are you stuck? What needs to be transformed that only God can do?

Pastor Dale

Notes of Faith July 12, 2020

Three Warnings for Those Who Preach the Word

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06.30.2020

There are not many callings in this fallen world that surpass the privilege of preaching. God has ordained that preaching would cause the light of his glory to shine upon sin-darkened hearts. He regularly uses preaching to bring into submission at the feet of Christ the lies that have long enslaved his people’s hearts and minds. And he desires that preaching would cause the knowledge of the holy to be advanced through the church.

In short, preaching is a high calling.

And yet, in and around the shadows of the pulpit, soul-damning dangers lurk. Men better than us have fallen prey to the pitfalls of the pulpit. In this article, I want to articulate three dangers that threaten my own soul as a preacher who is desirous to fulfill his ministry. I pray for myself and my readers that the One who is able to keep us from stumbling will preserve us in this high and holy calling.

1. We can mistake knowing the truth for trusting in the truth.

As expository preachers, it’s our business to know God’s Word. Ignorance has no place in the pulpit. Our task is to mine the truths of the Scriptures and proclaim them to our people with precision, persuasion, and passion. In a world where truth in the pulpit is sadly uncommon, many who listen to us come with the bare-minimum desire to be taught the truth plainly.

The danger, of course, is that there will be theologically sound preachers in hell. After all, “The demons also believe and tremble.” It’s easy to teach on the sovereignty of God while clinging to the idol of control. It’s easy to preach on the glory of God while seeking our own glory. It’s easy to flesh out justification by faith alone while finding our justification in our preaching of justification by faith alone. Indeed, “when I want to do what is good, evil is with me.”

We must not be deceived: no one was ever cured by selling medicine. For us the insult, “physician, heal thyself” must humble us and constantly call us to be partakers of the same remedy we prescribe. Our first calling must not be to expository preaching but to believing in Jesus. Our weekly labor must be aimed at more than ascending our pulpits with manuscripts spelling out God’s truth; we must aim for consciences cleansed by Christ’s blood, hearts singing of his matchless love, and minds captivated by the greatness of our God.

We must grow in the habit of responding to our own sermons in faith and repentance before and after we descend our pulpits. The best example I have seen of this is from a faithful pastor from across town who would often, as he interacted with his people after his preaching, share with his members the part of the sermon that most impacted him. He was a good model to me of maintaining my place under the rule of God’s Word as a preacher.

Brothers, don’t be afraid that you will fail to impress your hearers. Be afraid of preparing a feast for your members while you go home, week after week, famished. Pray for the humility and faith that you need as a preacher to be first a partaker of the fruit of your study.

2. We can confuse the fruitfulness of a preaching ministry with the fruit of the Spirit in us.

I was made aware of this danger from a Tim Keller sermon. He preached it at Beeson Divinity School’s 2016 graduation from a weird, miniature pulpit. I will be eternally grateful for the exposure of this subtle lie, for I doubt that the enemy has a more deceitful way with which to lure ministers of the Word to a place of complacency with sin. How many preachers, blinded by the success of their ministries, have ignored the warning signs of the Spirit and continued, full-steam ahead, to shipwreck their faith? All the while, they are cheered on by “their followers” and pridefully believing that the fruit of their ministry meant they were special and the rules that apply to mere Christians somehow could not apply to them. How quickly we forget that the same Judas that betrayed Jesus also cast out demons.

We minister in a day when giftedness in the pulpit is prized over godliness. There are few churches that will choose the godly but average preacher over the gifted but somewhat immature preacher. Churches today are more likely to rationalize the lack of evident godliness than they are to overlook the lack of exemplary preaching skills.

Brothers, this means we are called to fight the battle on two fronts. From within, we must fear God, knowing that he is no respecter of persons. On the outside, we must flee the temptation of finding solace in the judgment of our hearers. Let Paul’s words to Timothy be our standard: “I solemnly charge you before God and Christ Jesus, who is going to judge the living and the dead, and because of his appearing and his kingdom: Proclaim the message.”

If we see ourselves as men see us in our pulpits, then we will all the more be tempted to confuse our fruitfulness with the fruit of the Spirit. But if we keep our eyes on that Day, then we might be saved from a mortal lie and thereby qualified to lead to a life and ministry that both saves our souls and the souls of those who hear us.

3. We can forget that the end of all things—preaching included—is worship.

When I’m working on a difficult passage that’s not yielding a main idea or a clear flow of thought, my prayers have more to do with asking God to keep his children from leaving church unfed. In these moments, my main aim can be reduced to finishing the message without saying anything heretical. These are noble aims, but they’re not of utmost importance.

Often, my anxiety in preparation reveals that my striving is not for the glory of God. My fearfulness reveals my concern not that God will look bad, bur rather that I will look bad if I do not come through. My downcast heart plopped on the front pew after the occasional dud does not grieve that God was not exalted; it’s grieving that I was not amazing. What I need most at that point is not the convincing words of the saints to reassure me that I indeed looked amazing enough and thus be encouraged in my identity as a preacher—what I need most is a broken heart that repents of my attempts to stealing the glory that belongs to God alone

B. B Warfield said that “all true theology must lead to doxology.” The Apostle Paul, in laying out an argument for Christ-centered preaching, ends the section with the admonition, “The one who boasts must boast in the Lord” (1 Corinthians 1:30). If my “Christ-centered preaching” is actually focused on my own glory, it will show up in the nature of my anxieties and joys. While I may have kept the letter of the “law”—preach Christ crucified—I’ve missed the spirit of it: “that the one who boasts might boast in the Lord.” When preachers pervert the purpose of the gospel, which is to the glory of God alone, they are no different from prosperity gospel preachers who pervert the content of the gospel and turn men away from the glory of God.

Brothers, we were not made for glory. We know that the God who knows all our weaknesses has made perfect provision for us in the gospel that we preach. So let’s bring our glory-seeking pride to the cross, for there is mercy there—yes, even for a sin so vile as this. Let the gospel we preach be the best weapon against prideful preaching. Let’s preach to our souls and to the saints that nothing that we would ever be tempted to boast in—not even our Christ-centered preaching—is devoid of sin. But praise be to God, through the precious blood of Jesus both we and the offerings we bring have been made acceptable to him. So let’s rejoice and give all praise to Jesus who died to save all kinds of people—preachers included.

By his mercy, may it never be said of us that after preaching to others we were found to be disqualified.

By Ken Mbugua

 This man is a pastor in Africa.  He is quite impressive with his speaking/writing, but more impressive in his awareness and fearfulness of living true to God.  May I/we all seek to live true lives of godliness, not putting on a show, or seeking the praise of men.  We only have One to whom we must answer…Jesus Christ, our Lord and Savior!

Pastor Dale

Notes of Faith July 11, 2020

Heart Health

“I will give you a new heart, and a new spirit I will put within you. And I will remove the heart of stone from your flesh and will give you a heart of flesh.” Ezekiel 36:26

Over and over again, Jesus looked the most religious men of His day in the eye and confronted them concerning their obsession with putting on a good appearance and an impressive performance, while their hearts were empty and corrupt.

It didn’t matter if they tithed everything they owned, down to the herbs; or if they washed their hands every time they ate and could quote the Law from beginning to end; or if they scrupulously observed every feast day; fast day; and Sabbath day; or even if everyone else respected them as devout believers.  If their hearts were not right with God, they were not right with God!  And if our hearts are not right with God, neither are we

The medical profession stresses the importance of regular checkups.  Anyone with a family history of heart disease is encouraged to get his or her cholesterol tested.  We don’t assume that just because we look fine outwardly that we have nothing to worry about.  If our heart is not functioning properly or we have a blockage in our arteries, we want to know about it so we can do whatever is necessary to deal with the situation.

Should we be any less concerned about our spiritual heart condition – especially when we realize we all have a family history of “heart disease”?  We need to regularly ask the Lord to diagnose conditions we may be unable to see in ourselves.  For the good news of the gospel is that the Great Physician has made available a cure for our deceived, diseased hearts.  Jesus came to do radical heart surgery – to give us a new heart; to cleanse and transform us from the inside out!

How long has it been since you went to Jesus for a spiritual heart checkup? Has He identified any issues that you need to allow Him to address?  Are you ready to make changes in your life to heal your condition?  The Great Physician knows everything about you.  He formed you in your mother’s womb.  He watches over you night and day.  Come to Jesus and be healed today!

Pastor Dale

Notes of Faith July 10, 2020

My Day at the Beach That Wasn't Any Such Thing
by Shawn McEvoy

For the waves of death encompassed me, the torrents of destruction assailed me… (2 Samuel 22:5).

Your wrath lies heavily upon me, and you overwhelm me with all your waves (Psalm 88:7).

I have many times stood upon the shore of a peaceful Atlantic ocean gazing East to the sunrise, pondering the vastness and the depth of God. This was not one of those times.

Today, I wanted to catch some fish. It was my only two hours of alone time during the whole week of family vacation to Isle of Palms. I decided to bike down to the point I’d walked to earlier that morning. This was mistake number one. I popped the chain on that old bike about half-way down the beach, and ended up having to push it the rest of the way with one hand while holding my fishing pole (and trying not to hook myself) with the other.

When I finally got there the waves had risen to a height I’d not encountered in any of my last four seasons on Atlantic beaches. I could barely cast my lure over them, and if I did succeed, I’d soon get knocked over. So, alright. You know what? I’ve been wanting a showdown. “Let’s see whatchya got,” I said, to either myself, God, or the forces of nature. I took my pole back to shore and I waded out to war.

I adopted my best linebacker stance and stood up to the six-foot waves as best I could. I tried body surfing and nearly swallowed a gallon or two of seawater. I tried jumping over, diving under, and shouldering through. And while I was doing all of it I was telling God or whoever would listen how hard a time I’d been having of it. ("Sure," you're saying, "a week of luxury beach vacation with the family; you’re really struggling." But it’s true).

Why do I put on weight so easily? Why do you not seem to hear me anymore? Why am I not satisfied in my soul? Why do my simplest desires – like to ride a bike down a beach and catch a fish – result in such discouraging and powerful setbacks? Why is my faith bruised and how do I start to care for the people of God again? Huh?!

Nothing. Just wave after wave after pounding after pounding.

The good news is I was exhausting myself, getting this out of my system, and 'praying.' That I was again getting a sense of myself in this rough place called The World and how puny I am in relation to the created universe.

The bad news is I was becoming more dejected. When I finally gave up and told God I recognized his bigness and my smallness, I sat in the surf and tried to really connect, to really give it all to him, to really make this the milestone day from which everything was different for the rest of my life.

But it was just words. Nothing seemed to rise. I couldn’t make my heart climb into my prayers. And I couldn’t figure out how or when I had lost it, or what to do about it.

I paced to shore defeated and dejected. What progress had I made? At best today was a humbling, at worst a humiliation. My head drooped, and I looked down.

What I saw further discouraged me. For a length of several yards, the shallow foam washing back out was running at the same pace as my strides walking back in. The optical illusion was one of getting nowhere. Moving, but remaining in the same place.

That's when, finally, this: "You know you're making progress. You know, despite how it looks, that you’re getting closer to shore with every step. Likewise, today was progress. Tomorrow will be a step. As will the next. My grace is a wave infinitely more powerful and cleansing than these, and My footprints don't wash away."

I sighed, but I smiled. “Step by step you lead me, and I will follow you all of my days…”

This is how we all encounter life: Step by step.  And if you are following in the footsteps of Jesus you will find all of God’s blessings.  Yes, there are times that we feel broken, alone, anxious, angry, discontent, drowning in the waves of life.  But God uses all of life’s circumstances to bring us closer to Himself.  He desires a relationship of love.  One committed to the other.  Jesus gave His life that we might have life…abundant life…eternal life.  Let us grow in grace and understanding through the hard times knowing that God is using each one to fulfill His promise to make us more like Christ.

Lord, help us to move out in greater faith today…one step at a time, trusting and following our Savior Jesus.

Pastor Dale

Notes of Faith July 9, 2020

I told my daughter Seanna how I was going to summer camp for adults? I didn’t know it at the time I said it, but it was true in more ways than one. For instance, we had a camp cook (chef). We had our camp counselors (therapists). We even had a sort of camp dad. When we showed up, Bill was quick to point out that once the staff went home for the night, there was a staff that would still be there for us at night. Maybe if we needed a hug or had a scary dream, I suppose? I thought this was a little funny. I’m a forty-year-old man. I think I’ll be okay. Our night staff was a man named Dex. Dex was the guy who took our phones on that first evening we were there, so I was already not fond of him. All I knew was that he was the guy who knew where Instagram was, and he wouldn’t let me go there. Dex was also in charge of the evening activities. One night was movie night. One night was game night. See, it is like camp for adults!

Game night. We were playing Balderdash. If you’ve never played, this is a game where a word is read that nobody knows the definition for. Everyone writes down a made-up definition with the goal of convincing everyone that your definition is the real definition. Someone then reads everyone’s fake definitions along with the real definition mixed into the bunch. Everyone then votes on which definition they think is the real definition, and if more people vote for your fake definition than the real definition, you win that round!

I loved this game. I always had. It wasn’t until I was three rounds in and destroying everyone in the game that something inside of me triggered. It hit me from the back without me even expecting it. I lost my breath and immediately got up and walked away.

“Carlos? You okay?” someone asked as I was almost running away. I didn’t reply. I just knew that I needed to stop playing that game. It had for some reason turned from being a fun game into a game highlighting one of my biggest childhood wounds.

It was a game in which the biggest liar was the biggest winner. And it sucked the breath right out of me.

I was sobbing on a stump next to the horse fence behind my cabin for several minutes when I heard footsteps. I tried to pull it together. I’m an ugly crier.

“Carlos? You okay, buddy? It’s Dex.”

The man who took my phone from me.

“Yeah. I’m fine. I just got overwhelmed for some reason. Just needed a break,” I replied.

“You know there is never just ‘some reason.’ Wanna talk about it?” Dex replied.

The last thing I wanted to do was therapy on game night. Especially therapy from a guy who’s not a therapist. Dex was just the night-watch guy. I’m sure his job was simply to make sure that none of us snuck away in the middle of the night to smoke or something.

“I’m okay, man. Thanks for checking in,” I answered. Dex began to walk away. The truth? I was farther from okay than I had been the entire three days I’d been at OnSite. A board game suddenly triggered something inside of me that I didn’t like. The truth was that I was good at Balderdash because I am a good liar. The truth was that I did need to talk to Dex at that moment.

“Dex! Can you come here, man? I’m actually not okay.” I yelled out. But he was too far away to hear me now. I was gonna have to get off my butt and walk to Dex. That may seem like nothing, like the easy thing to do. But if you have ever been only a few feet from help and not felt the strength to go get it, you understand. Sometimes when help was staring you in the face, and you rejected it, you have to get up and go get it. And so I did.

Dex didn’t bat an eyelash when I asked to talk. And honestly, there was something about him not being a therapist that made it a little easier.

I went all in. Telling him about how that stupid little game triggered something inside of me. Telling him all about being a kid and lying about accepting Jesus. Telling him about how I can’t seem to get over the fact that I feel like a freaking fraud at this thing called life. Telling him how I seem to always rub crap on my blessings. We went from zero to hero in a hurry. Poor guy.

“It’s not just you,” he said. And then he sat still just staring at me. As if those four words were supposed to fix me. “Look around. Do you see what’s going on here? All of them. All of your new friends feel like frauds too. And you know the good news? None of you are. None of us are. We all know right from wrong. And we all feel like we choose wrong more than we choose right. But just because you are good at Balderdash, Carlos, doesn’t make you a fraud.” I was stunned. It wasn’t the most enlightening conversation I have had in my life. It wasn’t laced with tweetable quotes. But it was true. And for some reason, when I looked around at everyone gathered around the tables with board games on them, I suddenly saw it. I saw humanity for what it is. A bunch of imperfect people trying their best to live a good life and make good decisions. And it gave me breath. As it should you.

Sometimes, on some issues, we operate in grey areas, but the majority of us have no trouble discerning the difference between right and wrong. There is something deep inside a human being that allows us to differentiate good and bad. We intrinsically know because we all have the fabric of the King of Kings woven inside of us. God Himself created each and every one of us, and I believe that is why, even when we don’t know Jesus, we are able to make those judgments.

So why is it that we cannot freaking stop doing bad?

Why is it that yesterday, when driving past that homeless man, I knew in my heart I should have talked to him, but I didn’t? Why is it that when my wife drove up with a minivan filled with groceries that needed to be carried in, I sat on my phone watching a show, hoping she would bring them up all alone and not bother me for help? (Obviously, that didn’t go down as I was hoping.)

The struggle is real.

But the struggle isn’t always massive. Wanting to watch another episode of Stranger Things on my iPhone instead of helping Heather with the groceries isn’t a massive moral failure, but it is a selfish choice.

Paul talks about this struggle in Romans 7:15-17 (CSB):
 

For I do not understand what I am doing, because I do not practice what I want to do, but I do what I hate. Now if I do what I do not want to do, I agree with the law that it is good. So now I am no longer the one doing it, but it is sin living in me.


That is a lot of dos and don’ts and want to dos but can’ts. It’s almost too much. At first glance, it would seem as though Paul is telling us — in the most eloquent way possible — we are screwed. The Carlos translation reads this way:

I’m so confused. Why in the world can’t I do what I know is right, and why am I always doing what is wrong? Relax. It’s not you. It’s sin. But does that mean I can just chalk this up to, “Oh, well, I guess I’m just gonna sin forever”? I want to do good. I feel that deep inside. But lookie there. I just chose bad again. Ugh! I know God is inside of me, but I also know that sin is inside of me. And so continues the freaking battle.

I know. Somebody please nominate me for Bible translator of the year.

But you get it. It’s a battle. It is not going to end. If we can come to the understanding and acceptance that it is not going to end, then we are close to the answer to this battle inside of our hearts. And the answer lies in the next chapter of Romans (Romans 8:1-2, 11 CSB):

Therefore, no condemnation now exists for those in Christ Jesus, because the Spirit’s law of life in Christ Jesus has set you free from the law of sin and of death… And if the Spirit of Him who raised Jesus from the dead lives in you, then He who raised Christ from the dead will also bring your mortal bodies to life through His Spirit who lives in you.


Thank you, Jesus. And my translation: Gaze at God. Glance at life. That’s it. We are all going to have this battle raging inside of our hearts. We are all going to have to face this battle between flesh and spirit on a daily basis. But instead of staring straight into the face of flesh, look up. Stare up. Gaze up. When you do that, “He who raised Christ from the dead will also bring your mortal bodies to life through His Spirit who lives in you.”

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What Secrets Are You Keeping?

  • Let’s start replacing some of the overwhelming lies in your life. The lie that I was a fraud and only capable of doing good every once in a while was more massive than I could even imagine. But that’s just it. It’s a lie. And all it took was some quick contemplation.

  • Look back at the last week. What are the good things that you pulled off? When did light win for you over darkness?

  • Think of at least three people in your life whom you love and care for. What are some ways in which you have been light to them over the years?

  • Pay attention in the next few weeks. Notice times when you may overreact to a situation or become more emotional than the situation warrants. Here is where you ask Jesus, What is this? Why am I reacting this way? Stay with me, Jesus. Show me why.


Excerpted from Kill the Spider by Carlos Whittaker, copyright Carlos Enrique Whittaker.
 

What secrets are you keeping? What spider is lurking that Jesus wants to draw out and kill so you can find freedom in Him?

 Pastor Dale

Notes of Faith July 8, 2020

I would have made a good Pharisee.

I was a good rule keeper. I was a good boy, a good teenager, a good college student. Not only was I good, I was good at being good. And when you’re good at being good, you get good at judging all the not-so-good people. And as you may have noticed, judgmental people come across as dismissive and angry. Having spent too many years in that camp, I can tell you why. But this needs to stay in the room:

Judgmental people are secretly jealous. It’s such a well-kept secret, they don’t even know.

Jealousy always manifests itself as disdain and anger. It’s next to impossible to see jealousy in the mirror.

Jealousy always wears a mask.

Christians aren’t supposed to be jealous or angry, so Christians are better-than-average cover-up artists. We sanitize and sanctify our jealousy-fueled anger by adding an adjective to it: righteous. We have righteous anger! The self-righteous justify their anger by claiming to serve as a reflection of God’s attitude toward sin. After all, God hates sin. In fact, He got so angry with sinners that He…

Well.

Well, in the Old Testament He got so angry, He drowned ’em all. Under the old covenant arrangement with Israel, He got so mad He allowed His own temple to be torn down and then put everybody in time-out. Read the prophets, God’s spokesmen. They were angry as Sheol. So, righteous anger is a thing, as long as we hover over the Old Testament anyway.

Here’s something else we need to keep between us.

Judgmental Christians are glad there’s a hell. They can’t wait for Jesus to divide the sheep from the goats. They want sinners to get what they deserve so that… well… so they can finally get what they deserve. Except they don’t use the word deserve because the proper thing to say is we all deserve hell. But I’m not convinced people who say that actually believe that.

Judgmental Christians use the term reward, meaning that in the end the faithful are rewarded for their faithfulness. But if you would have asked me what faithfulness looked like when I was in my Pharisee season, I would have said that faithfulness meant not sinning. I grew up convinced that professional sin-avoiders like me would one day be rewarded for avoiding sin. I never gave much thought to the one-anothers scattered throughout the New Testament. It never crossed my mind that bearing someone’s burden was grounds for a reward Galatians 6:1-2. But I was oh-so-aware of the moral and ethical purity passages, along with Jesus’ parables concerning wealth. So I was generous in order to be rewarded later. I remained morally pure so I would have a better marriage later. I was honest so as not to get on God’s bad side.

It was all about me. Thus the self in self-righteous.
Jealous of…

If judgmental people are jealous people in disguise… if their jealousy manifests itself as indignation and anger, which masquerades as righteous anger, the next best questions are: Jealous of what? Jealous of whom?

Judgmental people are usually jealous of the people they judge. The harsher the judgment, the more jealous they are. I judged most harshly the folks who were doing what I wished I could do and get by with doing. So, as you might expect, I was most judgmental of those who… well… it’s complicated.

The behaviors I judged most harshly, the ones that sent me looking for my gavel, changed from season to season. Which makes sense. What I secretly wanted to get by with in high school and college was a bit different than what I secretly wished I could get away with in later seasons. That should have been my first clue.

But Pharisees are like vampires. They can’t see themselves in the mirror either.

If you had confronted me about my intolerance, I would have defended my indignation by extolling Christian values and virtues. I would have reminded you of how much God hates sin. Especially pride. If you’d asked me if I was jealous, I would have looked at you like you were crazy. But I was. I resented the freedom of my non-Christian friends and acquaintances. I envied their carefree pursuit of pleasure. I resented them because I wanted to do what they were doing and my Christianity prohibited me from doing so. So I judged them. I secretly looked forward to the day they would reap what they were sowing while wishing I could sow right along with them.
Counseling 101

A good counselor will tell you that when your emotional reaction to an event doesn’t line up with the reality of the event, you have work to do.

I had work to do.

The proper new covenant response to sin is not jealousy. It’s not anger. It’s not even righteous anger. The proper response to sin is a broken heart.

From God’s vantage point, sinners are like lost things. If your phone is lost, you don’t get angry at your phone. If you do, you have work to do. We don’t get angry with things we lose. We get busy looking for them. If sin makes you mad but doesn’t break your heart… you guessed it… you have work to do.

Judgmental people secretly revel in the calamity sin creates in the lives of sinners. It vindicates them. It makes their sacrifice, obedience, and faithfulness worth it.

If Jesus’ parable of the prodigal son were an actual event, I can’t help but think the older (firstborn) brother would’ve been thrilled at the cause-and-effect suffering of his irresponsible sibling. The younger brother’s failure left the older brother looking better and more responsible than ever. But Jesus doesn’t give the older brother a shout-out. The older brother’s response reflected the perspective of the Pharisees and religious leaders in Jesus’ audience. Jesus could not have been clearer. New covenant folks don’t get angry at lost things.

They go looking for ’em.

Excerpted with permission from Irresistible by Andy Stanley, copyright Andy Stanley.

For those of us who would have made good Pharisees, these words cut deep, don’t they?

Pastor Dale