9.28.2007

jordan

(part 1 of 3 on the book of Joshua)

“Here is what I am commanding you to do. Be strong and brave. Do not be terrified. Do not lose hope. I am the Lord your God. I will be with you everywhere you go.”
— Joshua 1:9


The wandering Israelites couldn’t stop worrying about the future. God—who had already demonstrated his awesome might in freeing them from bondage in Egypt—promised that his plans were nothing short of spectacular. Yet they fretted constantly. Wasn’t the certainty of shackles and beatings better than the uncertainty of a frightening wilderness? What if God had underestimated their enemies? Would their children starve to death before they reached the land flowing with milk and honey?

Even though God faithfully met their daily needs, the Israelites had no faith that he held their future in his kind and gracious hand. So God decided that they didn’t get to taste the sweetness of the promised land after all.

The next generation of Israelites, though, got a second chance. All the grumblers were dead, and Moses, too. Joshua was leading the people now, and God told them to get ready. The future—with all its glorious promise—would at last be theirs. All they had to do was cross the Jordan River. The hugely swollen, fast moving, deep, dark, cold Jordan River.

You and I may not live in the Holy Land, but we all have experienced a Jordan River of our own, haven’t we? Our future lies before us, but the way God has provided to get there is the way of swirling currents and deep waters and nagging doubt. We can see that he has brought us to the river, but we nervously question his ability to get us across.

At these times, when we’re on the banks of our Jordan, we would be wise to remember two things that God said to Joshua and the Israelites as they prepared to cross.

First, an encouragement: “Be strong and very courageous…Do not let this Book of the Law depart from your mouth; meditate on it day and night…” (Joshua 1:8). When we remember God’s love and all that he has done in the past, we find deep wells of courage to trust his plans for us. “There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear…” (1 John 4:18).

And second, a call to obey: “…When you reach the edge of the Jordan’s waters, go and stand in the river” (Joshua 3:8). It goes against our every instinct to simply wade into the depths of a flood. We should have a life jacket or some swimming lessons, right? But if we trust God and obey his commands, he will meet us in the midst of life’s raging rivers. “When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and when you pass through the rivers, they will not sweep over you” (Isaiah 43:2a).

Father, I remember all you have done for your people and for me. Help me to meditate on your word day and night so that I can be strong and courageous when faced with the deep water of life. Help me to trust you and obey your commands. I can’t cross the Jordan by myself, but you will guide me safely to the other side if I put my hope in you. Amen

9.23.2007

if grace is an ocean we’re all sinking...

God met with me so powerfully during this song. I don't think I’ve been the same since that encounter several months back. It was written by John Mark McMillan after his best friend was tragically killed. The song is long, no doubt, but the end will break your heart. But in a good way, because He loves us. Oh how He loves us.




How He Loves
by John Mark McMillan

He is jealous for me
Loves like a hurricane
I am a tree
Bending beneath
The weight of his wind and mercy
When all of a sudden
I am unaware of these
Afflictions eclipsed by glory
And I realize just how beautiful you are
And how great your affections are for me

Oh how he loves us so
Oh how he loves us
How he loves us so

Yea he loves us
Oh how he loves us

We are his portion
And he is our prize
Drawn to redemption by the grace in his eyes
If grace is an ocean we’re all sinking
So heaven meets earth like a sloppy wet kiss
And my heart burns violently inside of my chest
I don’t have time to maintain these regrets
When I think about the way
He loves us

Oh how he loves us so
Oh how he loves us
How he loves us so

Yea he loves us
Oh how he loves us

I thought about you
The day Stephen died
And you met me between my breaking
I know that I still love you God
Despite the agony
See people they want to tell me you’re cruel
But if Stephen could sing
He’d say its not true
Cause you’re good

9.15.2007

rescue

(part 5 of 5 on the book of Acts)

“When Peter came to himself, he said, ‘Now I know for certain that the Lord has sent his angel and rescued me from the hand of Herod and from everything the Jewish people were expecting to happen.” — Acts 12:11

Something in us loves the idea of rescue. As children, we dream of being grown ups who protect and save others—firefighters, knights, nurses, vets. We flock to movies about superheroes who save innocent victims from evil plots to destroy the world. We hold our breath as news anchors tell of stranded hikers and sinking ships and miners trapped far underground.

It’s no wonder, really, that our hearts and minds never stray far from the notion of rescue. After all, we need rescuing. Ever since we tasted the fruit of the knowledge of good and evil in the garden, we’ve been a people in peril. We’ve been sucked into a pit of miry clay, and we can’t save ourselves from sinking.

The Apostle Peter was no stranger to that sinking feeling. He surely felt it when he denied Jesus for the third time and the Lord turned and looked right at him (Luke 22:61). And it is not hard to imagine how he must have longed for rescue after Stephen was stoned and the great persecution of the church began (Acts 8). Then, in Acts 12, Peter finds himself in jail—the same jail where the Apostle James had just been beheaded. Unless a rescuer can overcome 16 guards to stage a miraculous prison break, Peter will likely meet the same fate.

But the church—the entire church!—was “earnestly praying to God for him” (Acts 12:5). So it’s not at all surprising that rescue did come to Peter in the form of a light-shining, chain-busting angel of the Lord. Peter realized on that day that God is our great rescuer. Over and over, God does for us what we have no hope of ever doing for ourselves.

When the Israelites were suffering hopelessly in Egypt, God told Moses, “I have come down to rescue them…” (Exodus 3:8). When God delivered David from his enemies, David sang, “He rescued me from my powerful enemy, from my foes, who were too strong for me” (Psalm 18:17).

And when Jesus stepped down into our fallen and sin-burdened world to accept a punishment that should have been ours, he staged the greatest rescue of all. As Paul so passionately writes in Colossians 1:13-14, “For he has rescued us from the dominion of darkness and brought us into the kingdom of the Son he loves, in whom we have redemption, the forgiveness of sins.”

When Peter realized that God had freed him from prison, he immediately went to tell others how the Lord had rescued him from certain death. Similarly, when a passerby pulls a child from a burning building, we praise that hero publicly for his selfless and lifesaving actions. How, then, could we as believers ever keep quiet about our own rescue from sin and death?

Thank you, Jesus, for rescuing me. Thank you for your heroic sacrifice on the cross that freed me once and for all from the bondage of sin. May I be more like Peter, who couldn’t wait to tell others the story of how you rescued him and redeemed his life from the pit. Amen.