Joshua 3:7-17
The stories told in the Hebrew Bible about the history of the Hebrew people can be downright amazing.
In today's story we have a nation, not a group of people or a few tribes but an entire nation, who are traveling into a new land where they will prosper and grow. They travel with the laws as given to Moses by God in what's come to be known as the Ark of the Covenant, which leads them on all of their journeys as a reminder that God is always with them. The problem is that in order to get to their new land, the nation of people need to cross a river that is swollen to overflowing proportions.
Not a problem for God, though. Joshua, who now leads the Hebrew people after the death of Moses, has a meeting with God who tells him to simply tell the leaders of the journey (those carrying the Ark) to dip their toes into the river and all will be taken care of. The Hebrew people reach the Jordan River and Joshua and his band of Ark-carriers, with God's help, stop an overflowing river in its tracks and create a gap wide enough for an entire nation to pass through.
There's the lesson. With God's leadership all things can be overcome.
When we learn to read the bible as it's meant to be - a collection of stories that talk about how God is at work in and through the lives of people - we can see better what the lessons really are. Did God stop an overflowing river? Maybe, maybe not. Did an entire nation of people travel across the dry riverbed into a new land? Maybe, maybe not?
Did the trust and faith in God's leadership help a nation survive even the most seemingly dangerous journey? Absolutely. When we put that same faith and trust into following what God is trying to lead us into, we too can overcome great obstacles; we too can stop an overflowing river in its tracks. And really, that's what the writers and recorders of the history of the Hebrew people want to carry on as their legacy - that when we allow our relationships to grow into having that same high level of faith and trust, we too can overcome the obstacles in our lives, no matter how big they might be.
Wednesday, October 29, 2014
Monday, October 27, 2014
A Clean Shower For All
Revelation 7:9-17
Last week I had an opportunity to speak with one of the students at my high school. She was just passing by, looking for one of her teachers, when she saw I was sitting in an empty classroom. She walked into our class, which is built to fit 100 students, and looked around just before saying, "Mister, you're all alone." and sitting down to have a talk with me.
We talked about volleyball, as she's on the team. We also talked about her family and her boyfriend. She asked about my family as well, and I told her about my wife and son. It was a good conversation, helping us to get to know each other beyond the basic student/teacher classroom relationship.
While in conversation about what we do on the weekends she mentioned that she goes to church every Sunday. I told her I do too, expanding on how I work with teens and young adults at our church. Her eyes opened a little, a small smile on her face as she said, "I can totally see you as a youth pastor.", which made me smile.
As we talked more about church and family and friends she told me how she knew of a lot of her friends who used to go to church and how it seems that now most of her friends are more about being noticed then being friends. I asked her what she meant and she said that a lot of the girls she grew up with in elementary and middle school are different now, and she doesn't know how to react to them.
I still wasn't really clear what she meant, so I asked for an example. She proceeded to tell me about a girl she knew since the first grade. They were good friends growing up, living only a few blocks from one another. They did everything together, including going to church. Then they got to high school and this friend of hers changed. She started wearing revealing clothes and hanging out with senior boys as well as doing other things to make herself look older and more "appealing" to older boys.
My new-found friend found herself in a predicament: in order to remain friends she felt as though she had to become just like her, and she was unwilling to just that. But, she told me, she really wanted to get her friend back. I told her that sometimes people change because they don't believe in themselves; their self-esteem is very low. Mix into this a deep need to belong in some kind of group as well as the search for an identity by people at her friend's age, and sometimes those close to us seem to be different than the ones we knew at a younger age, when deep inside they are really the same
What she might try, I told her, is to reach out to her friend and let her know that she still cares about her, and misses hanging out and talking. "Let your friend know you still love her, regardless of the recent decisions she's making." I told her.
Today, as I once again sat in an empty classroom, my new-found friend walked by and joined me for some conversation. She told me she did what I said and it made her friend cry. She continued to tell me that her friend explained that she thought she had lost all her friends because of how she was dressing and acting and she didn't know what to do. I simply smiled and said, "Isn't it a great feeling to be in a friendship where unconditional love, the kind of love God gives us, is what the friendship is based on?" She smiled and I could see a tear form in her eye. I told her she was the best friend her friend could have.
This passage in Revelation reminds me that when we're in the presence of a loving God, we can't help but to have our "robes" cleansed. We can't help but to shed the things which we wear to define us, but aren't really who we are. It also reminds me that this cleansing of our outer self, if that's what we can call it, is for all people from all nations - all. The love of God is not exclusive, nor does it make judgement as to who receives that love.
I look forward to the next conversation with my new-found friend and to hear about how much closer her and her childhood friend had grown together once again.
Last week I had an opportunity to speak with one of the students at my high school. She was just passing by, looking for one of her teachers, when she saw I was sitting in an empty classroom. She walked into our class, which is built to fit 100 students, and looked around just before saying, "Mister, you're all alone." and sitting down to have a talk with me.
We talked about volleyball, as she's on the team. We also talked about her family and her boyfriend. She asked about my family as well, and I told her about my wife and son. It was a good conversation, helping us to get to know each other beyond the basic student/teacher classroom relationship.
While in conversation about what we do on the weekends she mentioned that she goes to church every Sunday. I told her I do too, expanding on how I work with teens and young adults at our church. Her eyes opened a little, a small smile on her face as she said, "I can totally see you as a youth pastor.", which made me smile.
As we talked more about church and family and friends she told me how she knew of a lot of her friends who used to go to church and how it seems that now most of her friends are more about being noticed then being friends. I asked her what she meant and she said that a lot of the girls she grew up with in elementary and middle school are different now, and she doesn't know how to react to them.
I still wasn't really clear what she meant, so I asked for an example. She proceeded to tell me about a girl she knew since the first grade. They were good friends growing up, living only a few blocks from one another. They did everything together, including going to church. Then they got to high school and this friend of hers changed. She started wearing revealing clothes and hanging out with senior boys as well as doing other things to make herself look older and more "appealing" to older boys.
My new-found friend found herself in a predicament: in order to remain friends she felt as though she had to become just like her, and she was unwilling to just that. But, she told me, she really wanted to get her friend back. I told her that sometimes people change because they don't believe in themselves; their self-esteem is very low. Mix into this a deep need to belong in some kind of group as well as the search for an identity by people at her friend's age, and sometimes those close to us seem to be different than the ones we knew at a younger age, when deep inside they are really the same
What she might try, I told her, is to reach out to her friend and let her know that she still cares about her, and misses hanging out and talking. "Let your friend know you still love her, regardless of the recent decisions she's making." I told her.
This passage in Revelation reminds me that when we're in the presence of a loving God, we can't help but to have our "robes" cleansed. We can't help but to shed the things which we wear to define us, but aren't really who we are. It also reminds me that this cleansing of our outer self, if that's what we can call it, is for all people from all nations - all. The love of God is not exclusive, nor does it make judgement as to who receives that love.
I look forward to the next conversation with my new-found friend and to hear about how much closer her and her childhood friend had grown together once again.
Thursday, October 23, 2014
It's All Good
1 Thessalonians 2:1-8
Today was report-card day in our school. It's a day all the students look forward to, even if for the most part they know what their individual grades are. This being the first report card of the year also brings with it a kind of mixed review with those who have great grades wondering if they can keep up the pace for the rest of the year, and those who have less than acceptable grades wondering what they need to do to do better.
Being directly involved with some of our kids I know where they stand as far as grades are concerned. I can tell by the look on some of their faces that they feel badly about what they've done so far. Those who feel comfortable with me come to let me know how they feel, and I console or congratulate them the best I can. However, I feel being honest with them at this point in the year works best; so I get honest.
I tell those who are doing well to keep up the good work, and when it seems like things are getting difficult, remember that there are many people who want them to succeed. I warn them there will be times when they want to quit, when it all gets overwhelming, and those are the moments to know, without a doubt, we are all here to get them through it.
With those students who didn't fare well I have really one thing to say: "We tried to tell you what you needed to do in order to pass." I tell them the things we guided them towards, the things which we suggested, the things which we said were the keys to succeed in the classroom are the things they really should have done in the last quarter. But, and I emphasize the "but", going forward we want them to know that the choices they make have to better and, also emphasizing the "and", going forward they need to understand that we are all here to help them succeed.
Sometimes in our life we forget that there are people who tried to help us, people who told us that the path we're on may not be the best one for our life's journey. It's only when we feel as though our lives are on a downward spiral that we seek these people out. maybe we do so to see if they still can help, maybe we do so because we want to know if they will gloat. Whatever the reason, we seek them out because somewhere deep inside we know they were right, and we hope they are still willing to get us through the darkness.
Paul answered God's call to tell people what he absolutely knew was the truth. Paul tried to help people understand that it's through the unity of all people under one love that together, together, we help each other find the peaceful joy Jesus Christ came to show us. That's a good message to share.
Today was report-card day in our school. It's a day all the students look forward to, even if for the most part they know what their individual grades are. This being the first report card of the year also brings with it a kind of mixed review with those who have great grades wondering if they can keep up the pace for the rest of the year, and those who have less than acceptable grades wondering what they need to do to do better.
Being directly involved with some of our kids I know where they stand as far as grades are concerned. I can tell by the look on some of their faces that they feel badly about what they've done so far. Those who feel comfortable with me come to let me know how they feel, and I console or congratulate them the best I can. However, I feel being honest with them at this point in the year works best; so I get honest.
I tell those who are doing well to keep up the good work, and when it seems like things are getting difficult, remember that there are many people who want them to succeed. I warn them there will be times when they want to quit, when it all gets overwhelming, and those are the moments to know, without a doubt, we are all here to get them through it.
With those students who didn't fare well I have really one thing to say: "We tried to tell you what you needed to do in order to pass." I tell them the things we guided them towards, the things which we suggested, the things which we said were the keys to succeed in the classroom are the things they really should have done in the last quarter. But, and I emphasize the "but", going forward we want them to know that the choices they make have to better and, also emphasizing the "and", going forward they need to understand that we are all here to help them succeed.
Paul answered God's call to tell people what he absolutely knew was the truth. Paul tried to help people understand that it's through the unity of all people under one love that together, together, we help each other find the peaceful joy Jesus Christ came to show us. That's a good message to share.
Monday, October 20, 2014
Sounds Familiar
Leviticus 19:1-2, 15-18
I'll be the first to admit I'm not a bible scholar. The fact is that I really don't memorize bible versus, nor can I tell you exactly where to find certain stories in respect to their places within our bible. I know the stories well enough, but ask me where one can find the story of Noah's Ark, or the recapture of the Ark of the Covenant and I wouldn't be able to.
I also couldn't recite with any sort of accuracy where Jesus said the things he did. For instance I know he said to turn the other cheek and I know that statement is part of the Sermon on the Mount, but ask me for book and verses and I'm at a total loss.
Of course I continue to read my bible and do my daily devotions as well as my daily prayers. And, with a continued focus on my relationship with God through those practices, I'm sure my bible knowledge will become like Jesus' knowledge of the scriptures of his day.
Today's passage is a prime example of what I'm striving for. We all know the story of the "Greatest Commandment". (I actually cheated and looked ahead at this week's lectionary readings and that particular story is the Gospel reading from Matthew for this week.) We are told by Jesus that the greatest commandments are to love God with everything we are and to love one another as we love our self. Great words - I use them as the basis for most of my teachings with youth, especially the love yourself part.
However, and here's where my bible knowledge (or lack thereof) comes in, I had no idea those exact same words are written in Leviticus. In fact, the Leviticus passage from today goes a step further and tells us how to love one another in the same way we love ourselves. Put basically, we are asked to treat everyone the same, regardless of socio-economic status or hierarchical standings. We are also asked to speak out against injustice while at the same time not hold grudges towards others.
In other words, love one another as we love ourselves. Jesus' exact words, spoken in a different time, by a different people, for different reasons. However, words which rang true in Jesus' time as much as they ring true today.
The challenge from Jesus for those who would listen to him, as well as from the priests and scribes who wrote Leviticus, holds true for us today. When we find someone in need, provide. When we find someone being oppressed, help free them. When there is division with those around us, seek reconciliation through understanding. Do so without regard to how we might be repaid and do so regardless of who we are doing it for.
Okay, back to my bible.
I'll be the first to admit I'm not a bible scholar. The fact is that I really don't memorize bible versus, nor can I tell you exactly where to find certain stories in respect to their places within our bible. I know the stories well enough, but ask me where one can find the story of Noah's Ark, or the recapture of the Ark of the Covenant and I wouldn't be able to.
I also couldn't recite with any sort of accuracy where Jesus said the things he did. For instance I know he said to turn the other cheek and I know that statement is part of the Sermon on the Mount, but ask me for book and verses and I'm at a total loss.
Of course I continue to read my bible and do my daily devotions as well as my daily prayers. And, with a continued focus on my relationship with God through those practices, I'm sure my bible knowledge will become like Jesus' knowledge of the scriptures of his day.
However, and here's where my bible knowledge (or lack thereof) comes in, I had no idea those exact same words are written in Leviticus. In fact, the Leviticus passage from today goes a step further and tells us how to love one another in the same way we love ourselves. Put basically, we are asked to treat everyone the same, regardless of socio-economic status or hierarchical standings. We are also asked to speak out against injustice while at the same time not hold grudges towards others.
In other words, love one another as we love ourselves. Jesus' exact words, spoken in a different time, by a different people, for different reasons. However, words which rang true in Jesus' time as much as they ring true today.
The challenge from Jesus for those who would listen to him, as well as from the priests and scribes who wrote Leviticus, holds true for us today. When we find someone in need, provide. When we find someone being oppressed, help free them. When there is division with those around us, seek reconciliation through understanding. Do so without regard to how we might be repaid and do so regardless of who we are doing it for.
Okay, back to my bible.
Thursday, October 16, 2014
Honorable Mention
1 Thessalonians 1:1-10
Reading today's passage reminded me of saying my bedtime prayers as a child. My brother and I prayed the standard children's prayer for Christians of our era. You might know it.
I wonder if that prayer is still recited by children in today's culture.
I will admit that as a child the first part, the part that rhymes, always made me feel uneasy. I would ask myself, "Where will "the Lord" keep my soul while I sleep? Will I get it back? Am I actually anticipating death tonight? Where will "the Lord" take my soul?" Frightening thoughts for a young child of 6 or 8.
The second part of that prayer, however, always brought me comfort and joy. The knowledge, insofar as a child can be knowledgeable of these things, that the names I've mentioned to God would be blessed made me somehow feel responsible for the care-taking of those close to me. The people who I place into God's care would be blessed, they would have good things happen to them, and that thought made me feel at peace with things around me.
Fast-forward 40-odd years and I take a look at my current prayer practices. While I no longer ask that my soul be anywhere except with me, I still be sure to include people in my prayers who I think could benefit from a blessing. My aging parents, my brother and his family, my wife, my son, my wife's sisters and nieces and nephews and brothers, coworkers, church family members, friends both close and distant, the youth I work with both in church and in the high school, the church staff I work with, and the list goes on.
The fact is that while I have all these people I pray for, I don't always pray for them by name. That prayer would last a very long time and at my age I would probably fall asleep going through that list. Instead, I name those who come to my heart first, then when I feel as though I've covered most of those with whom I really want God to focus on, I include everyone else with the generic term, "And for all those on my heart and not named."
Prayer is a very powerful thing. I believe that with all my heart and soul. Somehow when the words "I'll pray for you" or "Do you mind if I pray for/with you?" are spoken there's a calmness which can be felt, regardless of what the situation is. Prayer is a way to let people know you care, while at the same time taking action to show how much you care.
Prayer, especially intentional prayer, is another way we can show our love.
Reading today's passage reminded me of saying my bedtime prayers as a child. My brother and I prayed the standard children's prayer for Christians of our era. You might know it.
Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep, if I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take.The prayer was always followed by these words: God bless mom and dad, grandma and grandpa, uncles and aunts, friends, cousins, and even pets. Of course, the generic pronouns were replaced with actual names.
I wonder if that prayer is still recited by children in today's culture.
I will admit that as a child the first part, the part that rhymes, always made me feel uneasy. I would ask myself, "Where will "the Lord" keep my soul while I sleep? Will I get it back? Am I actually anticipating death tonight? Where will "the Lord" take my soul?" Frightening thoughts for a young child of 6 or 8.
The second part of that prayer, however, always brought me comfort and joy. The knowledge, insofar as a child can be knowledgeable of these things, that the names I've mentioned to God would be blessed made me somehow feel responsible for the care-taking of those close to me. The people who I place into God's care would be blessed, they would have good things happen to them, and that thought made me feel at peace with things around me.
The fact is that while I have all these people I pray for, I don't always pray for them by name. That prayer would last a very long time and at my age I would probably fall asleep going through that list. Instead, I name those who come to my heart first, then when I feel as though I've covered most of those with whom I really want God to focus on, I include everyone else with the generic term, "And for all those on my heart and not named."
Prayer is a very powerful thing. I believe that with all my heart and soul. Somehow when the words "I'll pray for you" or "Do you mind if I pray for/with you?" are spoken there's a calmness which can be felt, regardless of what the situation is. Prayer is a way to let people know you care, while at the same time taking action to show how much you care.
Prayer, especially intentional prayer, is another way we can show our love.
Tuesday, October 14, 2014
Why All The Noise?
Psalm 96:1-13
Some days the high school kids I work with can be funny while at the same time touch my heart. Today was one of those days.
Because of a change up in our math department, one of the classes I help out in has been a mish-mash of substitutes. While most of the substitute teachers are pretty cool, none of them have continued the lessons the original teacher began. Instead they've been asked to do math worksheets that honestly fall outside the intended curriculum for their math level.
The math class is one that's somewhere between Algebra 1 and Geometry. It's called Modeling the World with Math. It takes every day things, such as looking at a 6-foot ladder leaning against a wall, measuring how far away from the wall the base of the ladder is, then using formulas to guess the measurement of the sides and angles of the triangle the ladder forms. It's a fun class.
For the last few weeks, however, it's been worksheet after worksheet of theorems, formulas, polygonal calculations, and the like. Not so much fun.
Today was a special day in that class. We had a sub who I don't think knew math. I say this because she looked up how to calculate the area of a circle on her smart phone as what she was teaching us didn't match with the answers the students were getting. It was a frustrating class for some, while others tried their best to help the sub along.
The class pulled together, those sitting next to frustrated students calming them down, and those who knew the answers doing their best to not insult the sub. It was truly a special place to be. As one can imagine, with all the talking, and helping, and frustrations the class got louder and louder. The teacher began to lose control, and I did what I rarely do and stepped in to settle them down. I decided not to shout over the class, rather I went table to table asking everyone to give me their attention.
The class quieted and I began a conversation about how I thought they all did great in helping one another in a time of difficulty. Then I asked them why they they got so loud. One boy raised his hand and said, "Because, mister, we're just happy we figured it out." The rest of the class laughed, as did I and the substitute teacher.
I want to think that's what our Psalmist is talking about today. A time when we all come together, under the one love of one God, every one freed from the bondage of oppression, every one held in the same regard as the next. A time when nobody is better or worse than their friend or neighbor. A time when we can all sing a new song on the earth because a justice which treats all people fairly has rightly come to the earth!
A time when we all help each other through the difficulties of life so we can all live in joy and peace.
Some days the high school kids I work with can be funny while at the same time touch my heart. Today was one of those days.
Because of a change up in our math department, one of the classes I help out in has been a mish-mash of substitutes. While most of the substitute teachers are pretty cool, none of them have continued the lessons the original teacher began. Instead they've been asked to do math worksheets that honestly fall outside the intended curriculum for their math level.
The math class is one that's somewhere between Algebra 1 and Geometry. It's called Modeling the World with Math. It takes every day things, such as looking at a 6-foot ladder leaning against a wall, measuring how far away from the wall the base of the ladder is, then using formulas to guess the measurement of the sides and angles of the triangle the ladder forms. It's a fun class.
For the last few weeks, however, it's been worksheet after worksheet of theorems, formulas, polygonal calculations, and the like. Not so much fun.
The class pulled together, those sitting next to frustrated students calming them down, and those who knew the answers doing their best to not insult the sub. It was truly a special place to be. As one can imagine, with all the talking, and helping, and frustrations the class got louder and louder. The teacher began to lose control, and I did what I rarely do and stepped in to settle them down. I decided not to shout over the class, rather I went table to table asking everyone to give me their attention.
I want to think that's what our Psalmist is talking about today. A time when we all come together, under the one love of one God, every one freed from the bondage of oppression, every one held in the same regard as the next. A time when nobody is better or worse than their friend or neighbor. A time when we can all sing a new song on the earth because a justice which treats all people fairly has rightly come to the earth!
A time when we all help each other through the difficulties of life so we can all live in joy and peace.
Monday, October 13, 2014
Be Unstoppable
Isaiah 45:1-7
Today was the 1st day of the 2nd quarter of the school year. It's usually a day when all the students who didn't do well in the 1st quarter tell themselves they're going to do better. Those who normally come to class tardy come on time. Those who normally don't pay attention or take notes find themselves with open notebooks and pens writing what the teacher says. It's a day when students who know they have to change their habits find the internal drive to do so.
I'm not going to be cynical and say what these students do usually lasts for a week at the most, as it's not that easy to change habits. I will be positive and say that what I saw today is the beginning of a new era for those who take their newborn attitudes seriously. It's a great chance to start over with new goals which can lead to better outcomes. I have personally seen many students take this chance at a new beginning and soar to the top of their class.
Such is what the people of Israel hoped for after being freed from Babylonian captivity and having the temple at Jerusalem rebuilt by King Cyrus.
There are many stories told about people reaching high goals after having their lives seemingly fall apart. People who have been through physical, mental, and spiritual blocks in their lives have all found a way to break through the darkness and spark a light which eventually brightens everyone and everything around them.
If you find yourself muddling through life, remember that there really is a God who walks beside you. When the time is right, when you're ready to move forward to shine your light, that God will "level mountains, shatter bronze doors, and cut through iron bars" to help you move forward - just as God promised to do for Cyrus.
Today was the 1st day of the 2nd quarter of the school year. It's usually a day when all the students who didn't do well in the 1st quarter tell themselves they're going to do better. Those who normally come to class tardy come on time. Those who normally don't pay attention or take notes find themselves with open notebooks and pens writing what the teacher says. It's a day when students who know they have to change their habits find the internal drive to do so.
I'm not going to be cynical and say what these students do usually lasts for a week at the most, as it's not that easy to change habits. I will be positive and say that what I saw today is the beginning of a new era for those who take their newborn attitudes seriously. It's a great chance to start over with new goals which can lead to better outcomes. I have personally seen many students take this chance at a new beginning and soar to the top of their class.
Such is what the people of Israel hoped for after being freed from Babylonian captivity and having the temple at Jerusalem rebuilt by King Cyrus.
There are many stories told about people reaching high goals after having their lives seemingly fall apart. People who have been through physical, mental, and spiritual blocks in their lives have all found a way to break through the darkness and spark a light which eventually brightens everyone and everything around them.
If you find yourself muddling through life, remember that there really is a God who walks beside you. When the time is right, when you're ready to move forward to shine your light, that God will "level mountains, shatter bronze doors, and cut through iron bars" to help you move forward - just as God promised to do for Cyrus.
Friday, October 10, 2014
But, I Was Invited
Matthew 22:1-14
I have to admit I had a difficult time with today's devotion. As many of you know, my belief is that all people - all people - are invited into the open arms of an unconditionally loving God. So, as I read today's passage I had to ask myself, "But if all are invited, why was one thrown out?"
The high school I work at is a "project-based" school. That simply means we put more emphasis in group and individual projects as a way to gauge and assess the student's learning than other schools. This is not to say we don't give exams and homework, it only means that projects are a different form of those exams and a culmination of homework. For instance, we are studying hotel operations this semester and something the students might have to do is create a brochure and ad campaign which "sells" rooms at their hotels.
The only problem, if we can call it that, is when someone in the group decides to take full credit for the work of the group without being a full participant in the work of the group. There will most often be someone like that, someone who joins a particular group because he/she knows that the group will do well and be too timid to say anything about she/he not participating.
A couple of years ago we discovered the best way to "flush" these people out. We simply ask the group to rate the individuals within the group on a few areas, one of which is group participation. What we discovered was that those who had someone in their group who was there only to bask in the glory without contributing to the success, were grateful to have a way to say they didn't think it was fair. As that year went on, the teachers gave permission to groups to come to them with any issues regarding the participation of any of their members and ask that the person who was not participating be asked to leave the group.
It worked. By the end of the school year everyone understood that if you join a group you must participate fully in that group's endeavors in order to share in its successes. Our wedding guest from today's passage is an example of that same thinking.
When the story of Jesus as told in the book of Matthew was written, the people of Jerusalem were in turmoil. It is widely believed that Matthew was written after the destruction of the temple in 70 CE and during a time when those who believed that Jesus was the true Messiah, "Christians", were being blamed for that destruction and persecuted for their beliefs. The Pharisees began to tighten their grip on the Jewish people, admonishing any who would not hold a strict adherence to their laws.
It had become a time when one was either a part of the in crowd, or they were thrown out of society. And yet, here we are told a story of when the king invites all those who are of the in crowd to a feast and nobody shows up. In response the king has all of them killed and invites the out crowd to join him at the table, which they do.
Here's where it gets complicated. The people who are now attending the banquet are the poor, destitute, outcasts of society. They would not have proper wedding attire as required by the rules of their day. And yet, this one guest is isolated for not dressing in the rightful way. Let's assume, then, that somehow everyone else is dressed properly, and they have become so because of the generosity of the king and the work of his servants. That would mean that this one guest either felt he didn't need to participate or flatly refused to.
He was there simply to be able to take the credit for being there.
God calls us to be a people who stand up for those who can't stand for themselves. God calls us to be the voice of the voiceless. So when God calls us to the feast and invites us to be at the table, we are expected to be full participants of the feast and not simply be there to say we were there.
Imagine a world where all do their part to improve the lives of those around them. Imagine a world where love and acceptance replaced greed and division. Imagine a world where all people participated to the best of their abilities, with the gifts God has given them, to bring joy and peace to all of creation.
Let's do our part and participate.
I have to admit I had a difficult time with today's devotion. As many of you know, my belief is that all people - all people - are invited into the open arms of an unconditionally loving God. So, as I read today's passage I had to ask myself, "But if all are invited, why was one thrown out?"
The high school I work at is a "project-based" school. That simply means we put more emphasis in group and individual projects as a way to gauge and assess the student's learning than other schools. This is not to say we don't give exams and homework, it only means that projects are a different form of those exams and a culmination of homework. For instance, we are studying hotel operations this semester and something the students might have to do is create a brochure and ad campaign which "sells" rooms at their hotels.
The only problem, if we can call it that, is when someone in the group decides to take full credit for the work of the group without being a full participant in the work of the group. There will most often be someone like that, someone who joins a particular group because he/she knows that the group will do well and be too timid to say anything about she/he not participating.
A couple of years ago we discovered the best way to "flush" these people out. We simply ask the group to rate the individuals within the group on a few areas, one of which is group participation. What we discovered was that those who had someone in their group who was there only to bask in the glory without contributing to the success, were grateful to have a way to say they didn't think it was fair. As that year went on, the teachers gave permission to groups to come to them with any issues regarding the participation of any of their members and ask that the person who was not participating be asked to leave the group.
It worked. By the end of the school year everyone understood that if you join a group you must participate fully in that group's endeavors in order to share in its successes. Our wedding guest from today's passage is an example of that same thinking.
When the story of Jesus as told in the book of Matthew was written, the people of Jerusalem were in turmoil. It is widely believed that Matthew was written after the destruction of the temple in 70 CE and during a time when those who believed that Jesus was the true Messiah, "Christians", were being blamed for that destruction and persecuted for their beliefs. The Pharisees began to tighten their grip on the Jewish people, admonishing any who would not hold a strict adherence to their laws.
It had become a time when one was either a part of the in crowd, or they were thrown out of society. And yet, here we are told a story of when the king invites all those who are of the in crowd to a feast and nobody shows up. In response the king has all of them killed and invites the out crowd to join him at the table, which they do.
Here's where it gets complicated. The people who are now attending the banquet are the poor, destitute, outcasts of society. They would not have proper wedding attire as required by the rules of their day. And yet, this one guest is isolated for not dressing in the rightful way. Let's assume, then, that somehow everyone else is dressed properly, and they have become so because of the generosity of the king and the work of his servants. That would mean that this one guest either felt he didn't need to participate or flatly refused to.
He was there simply to be able to take the credit for being there.
God calls us to be a people who stand up for those who can't stand for themselves. God calls us to be the voice of the voiceless. So when God calls us to the feast and invites us to be at the table, we are expected to be full participants of the feast and not simply be there to say we were there.
Imagine a world where all do their part to improve the lives of those around them. Imagine a world where love and acceptance replaced greed and division. Imagine a world where all people participated to the best of their abilities, with the gifts God has given them, to bring joy and peace to all of creation.
Let's do our part and participate.
Thursday, October 9, 2014
Focus
Philippians 4:1-9
I know I've mentioned the passing of our constant companion and friend of 15 years before. Our cat, Muffin, was truly a blessing to our home and is still missed by both my wife and me. We could always count on her snuggling up to us on cold nights or giving us a laugh with her frisky cat energy. Although the times we grieve are fewer, we do miss her dearly at times.
We still have 2 more pets; another cat whose name is Poindexter, and a dog whose name is Mocha. We love them very much and spend as much time with them as possible. They are old as well, with Mocha being around 12 and Poindexter about 13. Soon it will be time for them to pass on as well. Sometimes it makes our heart ache when we watch how difficult it is for them to walk, or not be able to jump as high as they used to. But we tend not to focus on those things.
Instead we focus on being with them in the present moment. We laugh when our dog gets so excited she slides around the floor when she tries to run, we welcome Poindexter when it seems he needs a little extra love and comes between us for cuddles, and we watch them as they take naps, knowing we are truly blessed to have them in our lives.
Those are the kind of things we choose to focus on in our lives; the things which bring us peace, happiness, and keep hope alive. This is not to say that we live a life of only pure joy, but instead of focusing on the negative we look for ways to work through them so they don't rule our thoughts and actions.
Paul reminds us that sometimes things don't look good for us, that sometimes we have to get through the things which are dividing us from our relationships. He mentions the community coming together to help two of their own find an agreement between whatever might be coming between them. It would seem that in this passage, the beginning of his final greeting to the church in Philippi, Paul is asking the church community to be focused on the things which bring them joy and peace, not on the things which separate them from God, one another, or themselves.
Paul reminds us that when we focus on the things which our Christ Jesus focused on - unity through love and justice - we will find ways to get through the difficult times in our lives and into a place where the light will shine through the darkness.
I know I've mentioned the passing of our constant companion and friend of 15 years before. Our cat, Muffin, was truly a blessing to our home and is still missed by both my wife and me. We could always count on her snuggling up to us on cold nights or giving us a laugh with her frisky cat energy. Although the times we grieve are fewer, we do miss her dearly at times.
We still have 2 more pets; another cat whose name is Poindexter, and a dog whose name is Mocha. We love them very much and spend as much time with them as possible. They are old as well, with Mocha being around 12 and Poindexter about 13. Soon it will be time for them to pass on as well. Sometimes it makes our heart ache when we watch how difficult it is for them to walk, or not be able to jump as high as they used to. But we tend not to focus on those things.
Instead we focus on being with them in the present moment. We laugh when our dog gets so excited she slides around the floor when she tries to run, we welcome Poindexter when it seems he needs a little extra love and comes between us for cuddles, and we watch them as they take naps, knowing we are truly blessed to have them in our lives.
Those are the kind of things we choose to focus on in our lives; the things which bring us peace, happiness, and keep hope alive. This is not to say that we live a life of only pure joy, but instead of focusing on the negative we look for ways to work through them so they don't rule our thoughts and actions.
Paul reminds us that sometimes things don't look good for us, that sometimes we have to get through the things which are dividing us from our relationships. He mentions the community coming together to help two of their own find an agreement between whatever might be coming between them. It would seem that in this passage, the beginning of his final greeting to the church in Philippi, Paul is asking the church community to be focused on the things which bring them joy and peace, not on the things which separate them from God, one another, or themselves.
Paul reminds us that when we focus on the things which our Christ Jesus focused on - unity through love and justice - we will find ways to get through the difficult times in our lives and into a place where the light will shine through the darkness.
Tuesday, October 7, 2014
Welcome To The Buffet
Isaiah 25:1-9
Last week I was fortunate enough to be in conversation with open-minded people. It was a delight to sit around a table to share a meal, share my stories, and share my faith with people who were willing to listen to different points-of-view about Christ and our responses to what we think the bible and our God calls us to be.
As is usually the case when people are allowed to share their stories in an open and safe (from judgement) environment, we all found our relationship with God, one another, and ourselves grow a little deeper. This is not to say there were questions about different aspects of the beliefs which were shared, but what was allowed was the opportunity to ask those questions in order to hear a different idea than ours and to possibly learn a little more about where our faith stands.
As we sat around the table I had an opportunity to share a story I may have shared here before. It was of a young lady in my high school whose grandmother had recently passed away. In her grieving she had approached the youth pastor of her church who had told her that it was too bad her grandmother was a Buddhist when she passed because now there was no chance of this young girl seeing her again in heaven.
In other words, she wasn't a Christian, so she wasn't going to heaven.
I don't have to tell you how much deeper the pain of this young girl went.
I had seen her in school a couple of days after this happened and it was obvious she had been crying for a very long time. I told her to follow me so we could talk. She told me what had happened over the weekend then asked me, with a look of desperation on her face, if it is
true she'll never see her grandmother again just because she was a Buddhist.
I told her as honestly as I could that I really didn't know. But, if it helps I could tell her what I believed. I told her that I don't think God would alienate anyone just because they were Buddhist and that heaven is for all people, regardless of who or what they were in this world. Her pain seemed to lessen as we talked about a God who is unconditionally all-accepting.
The question for us should be this: Does the God we believe in, the God we put all of our selves into, welcome all people to his table, or just some? If the answer is some, I think we have more work to do on this planet to help people see that alienating others based on race, religion, sexual identity, gender, or abilities only leads to division.
If the answer is all people, then you understand, and can actually vision, Isaiah's banquet on the hill.
Last week I was fortunate enough to be in conversation with open-minded people. It was a delight to sit around a table to share a meal, share my stories, and share my faith with people who were willing to listen to different points-of-view about Christ and our responses to what we think the bible and our God calls us to be.
As is usually the case when people are allowed to share their stories in an open and safe (from judgement) environment, we all found our relationship with God, one another, and ourselves grow a little deeper. This is not to say there were questions about different aspects of the beliefs which were shared, but what was allowed was the opportunity to ask those questions in order to hear a different idea than ours and to possibly learn a little more about where our faith stands.
As we sat around the table I had an opportunity to share a story I may have shared here before. It was of a young lady in my high school whose grandmother had recently passed away. In her grieving she had approached the youth pastor of her church who had told her that it was too bad her grandmother was a Buddhist when she passed because now there was no chance of this young girl seeing her again in heaven.
In other words, she wasn't a Christian, so she wasn't going to heaven.
I don't have to tell you how much deeper the pain of this young girl went.
I had seen her in school a couple of days after this happened and it was obvious she had been crying for a very long time. I told her to follow me so we could talk. She told me what had happened over the weekend then asked me, with a look of desperation on her face, if it is
true she'll never see her grandmother again just because she was a Buddhist.
I told her as honestly as I could that I really didn't know. But, if it helps I could tell her what I believed. I told her that I don't think God would alienate anyone just because they were Buddhist and that heaven is for all people, regardless of who or what they were in this world. Her pain seemed to lessen as we talked about a God who is unconditionally all-accepting.
The question for us should be this: Does the God we believe in, the God we put all of our selves into, welcome all people to his table, or just some? If the answer is some, I think we have more work to do on this planet to help people see that alienating others based on race, religion, sexual identity, gender, or abilities only leads to division.
If the answer is all people, then you understand, and can actually vision, Isaiah's banquet on the hill.
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