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Month: September 2018

Growth Spurts. Romans 8:29

September 30, 2018 /

 “For those God foreknew he also predestined to be conformed to the image of his Son, that he might be the firstborn among many brothers and sisters”

We have always been His…

From our inception—long before our conception, we were chosen in Christ. Regardless if our parents planned it that way or not. God knew. He had a plan for us. A fixed purpose was in place long before our wet, bloodied heads broke free from our mother’s womb. Before one breath was ever taken—one word uttered, we had a purpose. You have a purpose. That’s a Word for someone today.

We were created to hold down a specific spot in the plan God has for His creation. One created, carved out, exclusively for us. A plan far greater and higher and deeper and wider than we’ll ever understand this side of heaven. Yet, it’s nonetheless true, this plan He’s unfolding. And, mind-bogglingly, we entered the world ready for it! Complete, I mean. We came in equipped to fulfill His plan for our lives. We had every gift, experience, word, action, thought, desire, every-thing we’d ever need to fulfill our purpose within us before we even entered this life—in seed form that is. A little kernel was firmly rooted deep within our core—a divine promise just waiting on God’s timing to be called forth. Think of a farmer seeding his field here. It’s a process. First comes the kernels, then the corn stalks. Their embryonic heads—mere sprouts, poking tentatively upwards. Towards what, they know not, yet they must press forward—must grow. Something far greater than themselves propelling them upward—ever upward. So too is our God calling us to come up higher…

Each seed unique. Breaking the surface of the soil at the precise moment it was intended to. As it is with seed-time and harvest—so too with us.

Everything happens in stages. Everything having its assigned time. Even the seemingly insignificant stages. Those moments when it looks like—from our perspective anyway, nothing’s happening—no growth is occurring. Our eyes are locked on the soils surface waiting for something to happen. Wanting some tiny spec of green to surface, assuaging the concerns that we might not have gotten this right. Did I give it enough water? Has it been getting enough sun? Is it in the right soil? If we desire this for ourselves, for our seed to be healthy, to bloom into a vibrant, fecund plant; just imagine how much more the One who sent His only Son to die for us? How much more God? The One who paid the price to buy our seed that it might grow! His plan is for us to flourish, producing fruit in abundance. It’s why His seed was put into us to begin with—that it might produce something others may benefit from. We are, after all, created in the image of the One who gave it all so that “those who will” may have life and have it in abundance.

We are supposed to be like Him—this First Fruit.

He came into the world perfect, sinless, without blemish. One day we too will be as He has always been. Until then however, we’re ever growing into His image and likeness. Remember, seeds don’t become fully matured plants overnight.

“He (Jesus) also said, “’This is what the kingdom of God is like. A man scatters seed on the ground.  Night and day, whether he sleeps or gets up, the seed sprouts and grows, though he does not know how. All by itself the soil produces grain—first the stalk, then the head, then the full kernel in the head.  As soon as the grain is ripe, he puts the sickle to it, because the harvest has come” Mark 4:26-29. Some crack open and show their first roots—white, hair like roots, within 24 to 48 hours after planting. For others, it takes 3 or more days. And for yet others still, it’s not unusual for 7 days to pass before signs will appear indicating that germination has occurred. And, as a farmer purchases the seed and decides when and where he’ll plant it, so too are we chosen by God.

Being called by Him is a three-fold act. And, He both initiates and sustains it. It involves: 1) Foreknowledge. 2) Being predestined, and finally 3) the life-long process of being conformed to the image of Christ. The first two of these taking place outside of our knowledge—our awareness. We were foreknown by God, “Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, before you were born I set you apart; I appointed you as a prophet to the nations” –Jeremiah 1:5. And, in that foreknowledge, we were also predestined. “For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future” Jeremiah 29:11. The Apostle Paul says it this way in Romans 8:30. “And those whom he predestined he also called, and those whom he called he also justified, and those whom he justified he also glorified.” We did not choose God—God chose us. And those He chose He is conforming into the image and likeness of His Son. It’s a lifelong process; yet one that’s certain.

This call on our lives—this unfathomable privilege, this honor beyond compare is effective.

What does that mean? Being chosen by God—called by Him, is the result of God alone bringing about what He demands. As John Piper explains, “It’s a call that creates what it commands. It’s a call like “Lazarus, come forth!” and the dead man lives.”

Just as we did not save ourselves—did not choose to love God, to follow Him; so too we do not decide what type of plant we will become. Nor do we get to decide when, in what season of our lives, any of this might happen. For some, as with the germinating seeds mentioned above, it happens in their youth or teenaged years, For others, in adulthood. And for others still, not until their later years. Being conformed to the image of Christ is not a thing I do to myself—though I have a sure responsibility in the process, it is accomplished by the power of the One who choose me. I am saved by sovereign grace—my rich soil, my shield and covering, my nourishment and protection, my eternal wellspring; from which I grow deep, in seasons and spurts, from inception to resurrection. “…for you have been born again [that is, reborn from above—spiritually transformed, renewed, and set apart for His purpose] not of seed which is perishable but [from that which is] imperishable and immortal, that is, through the living and everlasting word of God” –1 Peter 1:23.

Friend if this is your first time visiting us let me say welcome and thank you for checking us out! More, know that it was God who brought you here for this message, for that one word that jumped up at you and took root in your belly, yes, that is all God’s doing! If you’ve yet to accept Jesus as your Lord and Savior know that there is no better time than right now! He’s calling out to you. He’s chosen you to hear His voice over my pale words. Won’t you say yes to Him? It’s simple really. Just ask Him to come into your heart and change you, awaken you, crack your shell that you may begin to grow in Him. And admit to Him that you’re a sinner in need of  Him. The Savior of the world. The Lord of the harvest…

Complete Submergence. Luke 12:50

September 16, 2018 /

 “But I have a baptism to undergo, and how it consumes me until it is finished!”

A new season is being birthed. And, birthing is a very, messy and painful business. But oh, when that baby comes!

I’d heard it said recently that there’s a moment in each believer’s life where their faith must cross over from doctrinal, head knowledge, a learned faith—into a practical, determined faith. A faith that’s been tested. One that’s been tried in the fire of adversity, of loss. Tried when God says no. When doors are closed and no hint of God’s voice can be heard nor His presence felt.  Faith formed in moments of being pruned so deeply there is no end to our tears. The awakening of such tenacious faith however, often occurs only in the crucible of adversity…

Crucible. A Word that dropped into my Spirit back in early July of this year. And it’s been sitting in my belly until now. It’s defined as follows: a situation of severe trial, or in which different elements interact, leading to the creation of something new: a severe test: a place or situation in which concentrated forces interact to cause or influence change or development.

I am in such a crucible now. Many of us are. It’s one of those seasons when God is requiring us to dig deeper.  When the “fluff” of casual faith is being sifted away; leaving behind instead, a tried and tangible faith. Truth is, it’s so much easier to preach the Cross of Christ—teach about His Cross—than it is to heft it up on our own all too fragile shoulder and carry it. And yet, for those of us found in Him—called by His glorious name, we are expected to do just that. Carry our Cross that is. “If anyone would come after me, let him deny himself and take up his cross and follow me…” –Matthew 16:42. And, although His life-extracting Cross was His alone to carry Jesus was never alone. The Father had ensured He’d been given a helper. Someone who would help Him carry the weigh of His cross. He does the same for us as well. “And as they led him away, they laid hold upon one Simon, a Cyrenian, coming out of the country, and on him they laid the cross, that he might bear it after Jesus” –Luke 23:26. The weight of our cross forces us to release the last vestiges of our will. Gods finger on any area of our lives will have that affect on us. And, in our moments of complete surrender the Holy Spirit comes. Our Helper places His shoulder under the weight of our cross. Making the carrying of it possible, sufferable.

So why then, are we so befuddled—feel so betrayed, let down when we’re asked by God to pick up our cross and carry it for a season? Why is this such a shocking thing to us? I by no means know the full answer to the question I’m posing. My purpose in asking it at all is simply to provoke us to think. To drive us into seeking the Lords answer in prayer. To go searching the Scriptures for answers. To start a conversation that might shake us from our sleep. Re-minding us that we were each told one day we’d have a cross of our own to carry. But we forget. Become comfortable in our every-day-ness until the moment that is that our waters are troubled!

Yet there is one thing I know about cross carrying. Of being asked to carry a cross I mean. And it’s this: It is all about Love.  His great Love for us. The Cross is a tangible reminder of love having come and revealed Himself to us—to me. It’s a privilege too. The Cross is our highest example. The most complete definition of Love we have—or will ever know. And we are blessed—honored, to be trusted in having any part of it all…

To be a partaker of His Cross is like witnessing a dad sitting across from his beloved child and, while looking them straight in their eyes, pouring out his heart to them. Filling their ears with every desire he has for them. Every hope and dream he’s ever thought towards them. Lovingly detailing every iota of promise, purpose, and potential he sees within them and all that he would do and give to help draw it out of them; being blessed himself by witnessing their gifts and talents used to change the world He alone created for them, one person at a time. But don’t take my word for it. Pick up your Bible and check out the conversations for yourself. Read the part that details the greatest definition of love ever written: “For God so loved the world…”.

Jesus knew the Cross would be agonizing. Extracting. He knew in the end it would kill Him. Rather, it would kill His flesh…

Nothing could touch His Life. From the beginning that has always been One with the Father. Guarded for all eternity. A sure promise. An Amen. But His flesh, His flesh would have to die in order that the purpose of His birth be accomplished, fulfilled. He would have to completely immerse His will into the Fathers. There is no other way to accomplish the perfect will of God. No half measure will ever suffice. “It was a perfect sacrifice by a perfect person to perfect some very imperfect people. By that single offering, he did everything that needed to be done for everyone who takes part in the purifying process” –Hebrews 10:14 MSG Bible. So too it is—must be, with us. A relationship with God is all or nothing. Done correctly, it’s an “all-in” commitment. The two become One flesh. His Flesh. Our crosses are intended to kill our flesh that we might, like gold being refined in the fiery furnace, be poured out, rid of those impurities that tarnish—preventing the pure image of Jesus from being seen in and through us to a lost a dying world.

We want the benefits of such a love: the salvation He died to offer us. The blessings and favor and forgiveness a relationship that results from such a love offers. But in our humanity, we run from—reel under, the weight of carrying its cross. We lose sleep. We’re tormented. We question and plead, bargaining with God to remove this cup of suffering from us. I know I did. Jesus understands this about us. He knows our weakness. Knows that though we love God—want to follow Him, we’re weak, frail, incapable, outside of Him to do anything—carry anything, of eternal value. “For we do not have a high priest who is unable to empathize with our weaknesses, but we have one who has been tempted in every way, just as we are–yet he did not sin” —Hebrews 4:15. He understands that the harassment and oppression of anticipation can be as heavy, sometimes more so, than the real thing itself. He understands we just want it to be over. To have passed our test. To have this season behind us. He understands that though we want to do the will of God, the journey towards its end is agonizing. He, better than us all, understands agony. Hence, our Scripture verse today. “But I have a baptism to undergo, and how it consumes me until it is finished!” –Luke 12:50

He understands we want to do the will of God all-the-while hoping that His will might somehow be fulfilled minus the pain. “And going a little farther, He threw Himself upon the ground on His face and prayed saying, My Father, if it is possible, let this cup pass away from Me; nevertheless, not what I will [not what I desire], but as You will and desire” –Matthew 26:39. Yet it’s through Jesus’ impending death, in His total surrender, that we learn some of our greatest lessons about how to truly live. “…not what I will [not what I desire], but as You will and desire.” Jesus teaches us just how to drink of the cup that has been passed to us. A cup which, regardless of its bitterness, we are blessed to partake of. “Jesus told Peter, “Put your sword away. Shouldn’t I drink the cup [of suffering] that my Father has given me?” –John 18:11

After we have prayed, we must obey. And as surely as Sunday morning came and His tomb was found empty, so too are we guaranteed our own victory over all suffering. But first—we must completely submerge our will, ourselves, into Him…

Friend, if you have not repented of your sins, not asked God into your life as your Lord and Savior, please do it today! He loves you regardless of the sins you’ve committed. I am sure of this because His Word is True. Because He forgave one such as me, with all of my many sins. Call out to Him today…

 

Not by Sight…Habakkuk 3:17-19

September 9, 2018 /

 “Though the fig tree does not blossom And there is no fruit on the vines, Though the yield of the olive fails And the fields produce no food, Though the flock is cut off from the fold And there are no cattle in the stalls, Yet I will [choose to] rejoice in the Lord;I will [choose to] shout in exultation in the [victorious] God of my salvation! The Lord God is my strength [my source of courage, my invincible army]; He has made my feet [steady and sure] like hinds’ feet And makes me walk [forward with spiritual confidence] on my high places [of challenge and responsibility].”

So, what do you do when God chooses to cut away what you’ve become accustomed to? When you hear doors closing in the Spirit realm? When He asks you to leave your home, church, family, friends, and job to follow Him—yet again? When He leads you to what you know is only a “temporary” shelter, a right-now place to call home; giving you no further instructions—no clear direction?

You go.

You just do it and then you wait. With legs shaking and tears flowing—with a million questions swirling around in your head and with dragons, not butterflies, in your belly—you say, “Yes Lord.” And, if you’re anything like me, you quickly start asking the Holy Spirit to show you the hidden sin in your life. There must be something wrong after all—right? Why else is God stripping everything I care about away from me?

The answer? Love.

That is what love does. True Love.

Real love never lets you settle for second best…

Love doesn’t allow you to wither on the vine. Love prunes you that you might bloom—again and again. Love seeks your highest good. Love wants the absolute best for you. Can that be painful? You betcha! A little scary—oh yeah! But, it’s not as scary as having nails driven through your hands and feet. Mercifully, I was not asked for such a sacrifice. He simply asked  that I return some stuff that I’d been given to use. It’s in these times of being stripped down, deeply pruned—re-calibrated, these moments when God asks us to “return” just a few of the many gifts He’s blessed us with; things such as our home, job, church family, money, health, etc., when we can incorrectly assume we’re being punished for some sin, some short-coming, some-thing.

Yet, the odd beauty of it is: in those very moments of questioning, of wrestling and searching is when we must draw closer to God—as backward as that may feel. Why? Because He is desiring for us, wanting us, to draw closer to Him. Look more like Him. Most of us instinctively flee from anyone or anything that we feel is causing us discomfort or pain. Resist that urge where God is concerned. He can be fully trusted. Instead, turn and run towards Him!In our flesh it’s our default response to place blame.  Our first parents did it to each other—placed blame that is. Blame is combated best by Truth. It must be combated by Truth if we are to grow and flourish in all God has for us. It’s during these wilderness seasons—these “moments of seeming estrangement”, of stripping away, of barrenness, that it remains crucial to hang on, white-knuckled fisted, to every-single-thing that God has ever revealed to us concerning Himself and His love, plans, and intentions for our lives. Why? Because we may be tempted to let go. To give up, throw in the towel. Yet what may appear as a loss, may actually be a set-up for our next level—continued growth in Him. Oxymoronic I now, but true nonetheless. Just hold on! So often in Scripture we witness this example of loosing that we might gain. Becoming poor to be rich, blind to see, empty in order to be full…

Nonetheless, it is in these sacred moments of surrender that our intimacy with God grows richer, deeper, and our trust in Him is strengthened. Where the milk of the Word is left behind—replaced by solid food. Growth occurs. New levels of faith are required to let go and step out when everything in our flesh is screaming for us to hang on tighter than ever! Yesterdays faith won’t do today. God is doing a new thing. In these moments of surrender, God teaches us to be water-walkers. To Trust Him anew. Peter will vouch for this. So will Job, Abraham, Moses, and David. Elijah too… “the LORD appeared to him from far away. I have loved you with an everlasting love; therefore, I have continued to extend faithful love to you” –Jeremiah 31:3. Yet before any of us gets too heady—begins to take ourselves too seriously, crediting our following His call to our own abilities, allow me to point out (to myself first) that it is God alone who enables us to act so boldly. Outside of Him we can do nothing of eternal value. It is God alone who prompts us. Enlivening us. Calling us to follow Him. Stirring up within us the very desires, thoughts, and actions required to answer His call. Stirrings that most surely appear to be of our own creation. Ideas to do this or that—say this thing, or the other. He alone nudges us from our torpor; our satisfied sameness; just as an Eagle nudges the chicks she cares for out of the nest they’ve gotten all-to-comfortable in.

Comfort kills our growth—content causes us to stop chasing after God…

All the while it is—and has always has been, the Holy Spirit within us that’s been leading and guiding us, stirring us up, directing us towards all that God has already done for us. Prepared for us. “For God is working in you, giving you the desire and the power to do what pleases him” –Philippians 2:13. Remember, He does not send us anywhere He’s not already been. Going before us as a cloud by day and a pillar of fire by night, He clears the path for us to walk upon. Yet, as our Scripture indicates, even if this God who has given us everything—literally, chooses not to bless us with one thing more or asks us to return everything He’s already given us, unto our very lives; our answer to His every request should still be—must be, a resounding yes! Even if our voice is trembling in our assent. Christ alone is all we ever need and far more than we deserve. His power, not ours. Gifts or no gifts. Favor or no favor. Blessings or no blessings. To have been chosen by God is more than any man, I speak for myself here, could ever hope for. And was certainly never expected! Holiness came straight to the well to find one such as me. Into the mire of the pig pen! “Not that we are sufficiently qualified in ourselves to claim anything as coming from us, but our sufficiency and qualifications come from God” –2 Corinthians 3:5

So, what does one do—what did I do, when He asked me to leave a new home, my Church family—my son and granddaughter, job, my familiar everything—the place I most certainly thought I’d be going home from, and follow Him once again? What do you do when He asks you to trust Him and walk on water?

First I gulped! I cried a little—it hurts to let go. Then I stepped out…

And gradually, through His loving-kindness, His infinite mercy and undeserved grace, He calmed the tumultuous waters of change that all too often presented themselves as life-threatening. And His peace was restored—calm. Mind you, He never got nervous, stirred up, or cried. I did that. I did it the second I took my eyes off of Him and focused them instead on all the change that was swirling around me! “Then Peter got down out of the boat, walked on the water and came toward Jesus. But when he saw the wind, he was afraid and, beginning to sink, cried out, “Lord, save me!” Immediately Jesus reached out his hand and caught him. “You of little faith,” he said, “why did you doubt?” –Matthew 14:29-31

I still don’t know, as of this writing, where I will end up—or what it is He’s called me back here for?

I know this a week in: He is teaching me how to care less about all the stuff, people too—their opinions of me that is. How better to focus my time and energy on Him instead—be with Him. To live with my hands wide open—fingers stretched, holding everything loosely. Every-thing. And I can’t image being in a better place than here, freed from distractions, to sit with Him—and share with you. Trusting, that in due season, He will show me, allow me to see, His purpose for leading me here. And restoration of the “thing'” will come. But even if they don’t…“I have been crucified with Christ. It is no longer I who live, but Christ who lives in me. And the life I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me” –Galatians 2:20.

Until then—I will stand firm in the faith He has blessed me with and I will praise Him. Simply because He is…

Friend if you’re here for the first time know that it’s Jesus who’s led you here. If you’ve not confessed your sins to Him, today is the day—now is the time. Won’t you ask Him to be your Lord? He loves you. He has a great plan for your life. It’s never too late to call on God. But why wait? No man is promised tomorrow…

 

 

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