"Didn't I tell you that if you would believe, you would see the glory of God." John 11:40....."Can you trust Jesus Christ where your common sense cannot trust Him?......"Faith is unutterable trust in God, trust which never dreams He will not stand by us." Oswald Chambers
Monday, August 31, 2020
Which Sense?
Friday, August 28, 2020
Deceived
"My people are destroyed for lack of knowledge." Hosea 4:6 "The truth tellers of God need to be able to recognize falsehood.....The heart of the believer needs to be well trained in seeing deception." Chris Tiegreen
Wednesday, August 26, 2020
Simple Prayers
"The helpless commits himself to You; You are the helper of the fatherless." Psalm 10:14
Somehow we think that for prayer to be effective and heard, it must be long and filled with details. Being loud helps as well. We've got the idea that it's what the Lord requires of us in order for our prayers to be heard and answered. I've learned something else. I've learned that the length or volume of our prayers, or the inclusion of lots of "Thee's" and "Thou's" has little to do with reaching His heart. I've learned that so often, it is our simplest but most heartfelt ones that move Him. Here are three that I've learned in the midst of my journey that can be God calling, miracle working prayers.
The first comes from a story told by author and speaker Sheila Walsh. She tells of the experience of checking into a psychiatric hospital in Virginia. She had been a person of high visibility in the Church; singer, speaker, 700 Club co-host. Having suffered a total breakdown, she found herself on the floor of her hospital room, and all she could pray was "God, help me!" On that floor, that was exactly what He did. She later wrote that what she said to Him afterwards was, "Father, I never knew You lived so close to the floor." On that floor she was rendered almost speechless, and all she could do was cry out for His help. And He came with help in His hand and heart. She recovered, was released, and the Lord worked in and through her to rebuild an even greater ministry for her from it. It began with that simple prayer.
The second is from something I heard Beth Moore say. She said that there will come times in our lives where our situations are so desperate, so frightening, and so seemingly hopeless, that the only thing we can pray is, "Jesus, come and get me!" She said from her own life experiences and the stories shared with her by others, she learned the great power of such a prayer. I have always believed and have learned in my own life, that no matter where we are, no matter what the threat, and no matter how desperate the situation, a heart cry that simply pleads that He will come will never go unanswered. He will not fail to come. In one of His letters to Timothy, Paul spoke of how, when he gave his first defense of his ministry and work before Caesar, the most powerful ruler in the world, no one stood with Him. But he concluded with the words, "Yet Christ came and stood with me." In our time of need, we must know, fully know, that when we call for Him to come, He will. With power, with presence, with His Person. All of His Person.
Last, I remember being in a time of prayer with an older brother in the Lord, who said that in his life, he had learned that there were needs, places, situations, and dangers so intense, so seemingly beyond any help, that the only thing he could pray was, "Father, have mercy." Mercy that establishes His control over the circumstances and threats, no matter how intense they are. Mercy that brings comfort, hope, and help, where there is seemingly no reason to have any of that. Mercy that brings all of Himself into all of the need, and transforms that which we were sure would destroy us into something that lifts us higher and closer to Him, and deeper into His life.
Simple prayers. Only a few words spoken. Yet they lay hold of unbelievable power. Infinite power. Simple prayers heard by an Almighty God who heard the desperation and the faith within, and literally moved heaven and hell to respond. Maybe today, right now, you feel so overwhelmed that you have no words other than these. Pray them. From your heart. His heart will hear, and His heart will move. He will come and save you.
Blessings,
Pastor O
Monday, August 24, 2020
Bursting Through
"When darkness overtakes the godly, light will come bursting in.....They do not fear bad news; they confidently trust the Lord to care for them." Psalm 112:4,7....Only when we cling to His Word can we thrive in the dark. We thrive by the light of His Word." Jennifer Rothschild
Jennifer Rothschild is a woman who has been blind since the age of 14. She knows much of what it is to live in literal darkness. She is also a woman who knows much of what it is to live and trust in His Light in the midst of that darkness, both the darkness of blindness, and the spiritual darkness that is everywhere around her.
We live in a fallen world that is cloaked in that darkness. A darkness that has been making itself known in seemingly endless ways. Many, even in the church, feel overwhelmed by what they see unfolding. The root meaning of the word overwhelmed is "surrounded." We feel surrounded by this darkness as it presses in upon us from every direction. Yet for us is a precious and wonderful promise; He tells us that for those who are His, who live for HIm, trust in Him, His Light will come bursting through the darkness, even the thickest darkness, and like a light switch flipped in a darkened room, crush it the wall.
The people of God are not immune from the enemy's attacks in the dark. Darkness will, as His Word says, overtake us. But it will NOT consume us if we remain steadfast in our faith and trust. Rothschild said that when she lost her sight, she had to learn to live not by what she couldn't see, but by what her cane said was there. She learned it was the same in the realm of her faith life. It was not what she couldn't see in the darkness, but what by what His Word promised was there...God Himself. His Presence, Power, and Person. We cling to His Word, and Jesus Christ is His Living Word. We cling to Him...in the darkness, and He will come bursting through.
Someone said that lightning flashes out from the throne of God and that whoever lives close to Him gets drenched in His power by it. I believe that is what takes place when His Light comes piercing through the threatening darkness. He not only lights the way before us, but He empowers us to overcome every intent of the enemy towards us. We don't just get through it. We don't just somehow survive. We thrive in the midst of it. We know it has no power over us because we are filled with and surrounded by His power, light, and life.
Darkness will overtake us. Our choice is to trust Him in it, follow Him through it, and thrive within it. His Word says that darkness is not darkness to Him. It has no power or effect upon Him. Therefore, it has no power over us. There's an old saying about those who "whistle in the dark." It points to a kind of wishful bravado that there is nothing to fear there, one whistles to try and bolster their courage, but all the while, fear reigns in them. Not so for the believer who trusts in Him. We don't whistle in the dark, we sing in it. And we sing a song of victory. We sing because we know His light will never cease to burst through. Believe that in your dark place. His light is already piercing it.
Blessings,
Pastor O
Friday, August 21, 2020
The Horizon
"You are my King and my God. You command victories for Israel." Psalm 44:4...."God speaks the language of victories, not defeats." Chris Tiegreen
As a pastor, it has always been heartbreaking to me to observe all the lack of victory that is present in the lives of His people. In no way is this His will for any of us, yet it is the norm in many lives. How? Why?
The greatest enemy of humankind is death, both physical, and even more, spiritual. Both were conquered by Christ on the cross and in His resurrection. Somehow, our minds, our faith, cannot seem to get a real grip on the magnitude of that reality. Somehow, we have allowed death to be more real than His life, and defeat more our lot than His victory. Too many of us don't live expecting victory. We live resigned to defeat. As a result, our sins, our flaws, our failures are what we see before us, not His promise of resurrection life. We have heard, countless times, His promise of freedom, but we don't really believe we can be free. We see our infirmities, our besetting sins, our addictions, as all being bigger and greater than Him. Not in what we say, but in what we believe in the core of our being. God said to His people Israel, after they'd been conquered by the Babylonians, that they were prisoners and slaves in the very land that He had given them. It was their promised land, but by their own choices, and ultimate unbelief, they were not living in the fruit and fullness of His promise. They were being held captive in the the land of their promise. How like them are many of us?
Someone said that death is always the devil's horizon for all of us, but that God's horizon was life. Free, full, abundant, and eternal life. Each of us walks towards one of these horizon's. Those without Him already travel in the enemies direction, but what of those who would name Him as Lord and Savior? How captive are you to his lies? He has countless ways to tell us there is no hope, whether it be as individuals, families, and even church fellowships. He blinds us to God's horizon that is right before us, so that all we see is his mirage.
I don't write this from the perspective of never knowing defeat or failure. I have, and more than once. But I also know that most of my defeats have come as a result of not living fully in Him, of determining to have my way, and making choices and decisions outside of His will, and trusting in my understanding and not His. But I have also learned something great in this; as someone said, God is not affected by our defeats. His word for us remains "victory," and if we'll bring our defeats, failures, and yes, sins to Him, along with the confession and repentance that must accompany them, He will turn our defeat and failure into His, and our victory. When we do, the devil's false horizon disappears, and what lies before us is His horizon of life. Life as an overcomer. That's the life we were made for. And that life is possible because.....He commands it!
Blessings,
Pastor O
Wednesday, August 19, 2020
Come, See
"Come, see a man who told me everything I ever did. Could this be the Messiah?" John 4:29
These words were spoken by a woman after she'd had an encounter with Jesus at the well outside her Samaritan town. Jesus, a stranger to her, probed deeply into her heart, seeing her as she really was, and as He probed, she somehow, if only in a small way, began to see who He really was. So impacted was she that she immediately went into her town and began inviting all to "Come, see," this man Jesus. It is a simple but direct invitation, and it's extended to each of us....even those of us who believe we've already come, and we've already seen. We need constant fresh sightings of Jesus Christ. We must never tire of coming to Him. We need daily, to come, and see, the One, the Man-God who knows us as no other can.
Mark Buchanan tells a story of a church plant on the east side of Toronto, a place where drug dealers, gang members, drug addicts, and prostitutes dwelt in abundance. One Sunday a prostitute came to the service. She was bruised and shaking. The church celebrated communion each week. As the pastor prepared to serve, he explained that in taking it, they received His healing, forgiving, cleansing, and redeeming life into their very being. That they "feasted on Christ's forgiveness, love, and promise of newness of life." As the communion bread was passed, the streetwalker took a handful. At the invitation to take the bread, she ate it all, even licking the crumbs from her fingers. When the cups came, she did the same, taking 6 or 7 and consuming them all. As she did so, she wept. Buchanan said that she didn't do so because she was hungry or thirsty for bread or drink. She was "starved for love....parched for grace. She could not get enough of Christ." She had come and seen a man. She had come and met the man. Have we....really.
Do we regular church goers and attenders have such a hunger and thirst for Him? Do we seek to drink and eat of His life to the full? No matter how much we receive of Him, and He gives to the full, do we continue with a thirst and hunger that though He will moment by moment satisfy, we will always crave more? More of Him. All of Him. Do we run to see this Man? Do we long for others to see Him as well?
From the high powered corporate executive to the lowliest street person, and from the layperson sitting in a pew to the one filling the pulpit, we are all filled with a hunger for what only He can give. Sadly, we more often seek to satisfy that hunger with the food and drink of this world. Sometimes, we who say we are His are the most guilty of this of all. Wherever you are, in whatever state, you, me, all of us, need to hear anew, "Come. See. Meet a Man." Partake of Him to the full. And more than the full. And after we have come, may we go, and extend the invitation to all our fellow starving wanderers. Let us come and see...now.
Blessings,
Pastor O
Monday, August 17, 2020
Checkbook Christians
"I was naked and you clothed me, I was sick and you visited me, I was in prison and you came to me." Matthew 25:36....
I have been a pastor for going on 40 years now, and I have a confession to make. Through most of those years I performed ministry that was difficult, uncomfortable, and took me to and into places that my flesh didn't want to be. I was never greatly at ease visiting people in their homes. I didn't like hospitals or being surrounded by sickness and disease. Throughout my ministry, and with various people, I ministered in prisons, and was decidedly uncomfortable in all of them. The truth is that I ended up in countless places that I would never have chosen to be, but was, and for one reason alone; His love constrained me to go. It was more than just doing my duty. It was the knowledge that if I sought to avoid ministering in these places, I would also be avoiding Him. To avoid Him is to miss Him, and I have learned that I can never afford to miss Him, even if joining Him means a stark prison, a dark hospital room, or a family whose very foundation is crumbling. Learning is oftentimes difficult, and my learning continues.
We believers in the west have become highly skilled at throwing money at real needs. We can be very generous in this, especially if our generosity somehow excuses us from ever having to actually encounter those in need. By our giving, we in effect, pay for someone else to be Jesus to them. We can feel like we've done something good without ever having to leave the comfort of our well constructed environment. We've avoided what makes us uncomfortable, or offends our flesh, but have soothed our conscience by writing a check and getting no closer to the need than our name upon that check.
Is this the extent of our compassion? Do we "minister" with as little personal cost as possible. Do we give of our finances without ever giving of ourselves? Are we a people without a face giving to people who have no face to us? Do we avoid the real pain and sacrifice of ministry that we might go on enjoying our personal comfort but feeling that in giving something financially, we've done our part. Have we avoided the sacrifice of real ministry not realizing that in doing so, we've also avoided Jesus Himself.
I remember seeing an old movie. In it, a cruise ship suffers a terrible explosion in its engine room. With smoke billowing out, surviving crew members are seen scrambling to escape the death and destruction. At the same time, one man, a minister, is making his way down to that engine room. A terrified sailor cries out to him, "For the love of God man, don't go down there!" The minister's reply was, "For the love of God, I must go down there." Such it is for we who are priests and ministers of the Father. We must minister not out of duty, or guilt, or because it's what people expect of us. it must be because His love gives us no other option, and we want no other option. There are still so many aspects of ministry that don't come natural to me, and that I'm decidedly uncomfortable with doing. And sadly, there have been times when I rationalized a way to avoid those places. In doing so, I avoided Jesus. I missed Jesus. Can there be a greater loss than avoiding the place where He is? I return to the scene from the movie. For each of us, there will be, very possibly this very day, places where our flesh tells us, "We can't go there." May His love move us to reply, "For His love, I must go there." We must be something much greater and better than "Checkbook Christians." We must be those who go into the smoking engine rooms of this world in spite of the cost because His love and life give us no other option.
Blessings,
Pastor O