No
more! No way and no how am I going to keep trying to keep the law! I can’t;
never could! That is why Jesus Christ died, was buried, and rose from the dead.
In this He established a new covenant; a new way in which we are saved by GRACE
(see Hebrews 8:7-13)
So I quit. I stop. I rest in Him and
Him alone because instead of getting mad at us, He made a way for us to be in
right relationship with Him through Jesus Christ.
“…
immense in mercy and with an incredible love, He embraced us. He took our
sin-dead lives and made us alive in Christ. He did all this on His own, with no
help from us! Then He picked us up and set us down in highest heaven in company
with Jesus, our Messiah. Now God has us where He wants us, with all the time in
this world and the next to shower grace and kindness upon us in Christ Jesus.
Saving is all His idea, and all His work. All we do is trust Him enough to let
Him do it. It’s God’s gift from start to finish! We don’t play the major role.
If we did, we’d probably go around bragging that we’d done the whole thing! No,
we neither make nor save ourselves. God does both the making and saving. He
creates each of us by Christ Jesus to join Him in the work he does, the good
work He has gotten ready for us to do, work we had better be doing.” (Ephesians
2:4-10 MSG)
“The very credentials these people
are waving around as something special, I’m tearing up and throwing out with
the trash—along with everything else I used to take credit for.
And
why? Because of Christ. Yes, all the things I once thought were so important
are gone from my life. Compared to the high privilege of knowing Christ Jesus
as my Master, firsthand, everything I once thought I had going for me is
insignificant—dog dung. I’ve dumped it all in the trash so that I could embrace
Christ and be embraced by Him. I didn’t want some petty, inferior brand of
righteousness that comes from keeping a list of rules when I could get the
robust kind that comes from trusting Christ—God’s righteousness.
I
gave up all that inferior stuff so I could know Christ personally, experience
His resurrection power, be a partner in his suffering, and go all the way with
Him to death itself. If there was any way to get in on the resurrection from
the dead, I wanted to do it.
I’m
not saying that I have this all together, that I have it made. But I am well on
my way, reaching out for Christ, who has so wondrously reached out for me.”
(Philippians 3:7-12 MSG)
So, I quit! I’m no longer trying on my ownfor perfection coming from the law.I only
want that which comes through my faith in Jesus. For Him I
take the loss of everythingand I look on everything as naught because I
believe that nothing can outweighthe advantage of knowing Jesus Christmy Lord. All I want
is to know Jesus Christand the power of His rising.All I want is to know my Lordand
in Him to abide.
Although my birth name is “Thomas”, my
friends call me ‘Tom” or “Tommy”. Over the years, I have
been bestowed with many titles that somewhat describe who I am or what I do;
among them: husband, pastor, reverend, artist, teacher, student, designer,
brother, son, hockey player, athlete, guitarist, chef, grandpa, minister, friend,
co-laborer, ordained, saint, sinner, leader, preacher, coach, carpenter, and
jokester or “funny guy”. But none of the names or titles ever compare to “father” or “dad”
or “daddy” or “papa”. Those are bestowed upon me by my children as a term of
endearment. Those very words are words that my children call me as a statement
of love based on intimacy, not legality. The words made me more of a friend and
less of the one who was “running the show”; even though I was in charge.
Even Jesus when He walked the earth referred to God as Father; not
Almighty Omnipotent Most Holy All Powerful God. In fact, He only referred to
Him as“God” one time; and that was when He was dying on the cross where He
“cried out with a loud voice, saying, “Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani?” that is,
“My God, My God, why have You forsaken Me?” (Matthew 27:46). It was the time when He fully took on the
sins of the world. And, I think that most theologians would agree, is when He
most identified with how we, as sinful man, see God; not as a Father, but as a
God.
But that is NOT the relationship that He
wants us to have. When He taught us to pray, He said; “In
this manner, therefore, pray: Our
Father in heaven, Hallowed be Your name.” (Matthew 6:9). When He prayed
at the Last Supper prior to going to the Garden of Gethsemane, John records;
“Jesus spoke these words, lifted up His eyes to heaven, and said: “Father…”(John
17:1)
Now, I’m not saying that it is wrong to use words like “Jehovah” or
“Yahweh” when we pray to God; or any of the attributes that He used to reveal
who He is like “Banner” or “Healer” or “Shepherd” or “Mighty One” or
“Sufficient” or “Sanctifier” or “Provider” or “Lord of Hosts”. Those terms all
bring honor and glory to who He is.
And
I’m not suggesting that it is wrong to pray in the Name of Jesus or even in
some Hebrew name (but you do understand that He does understand when we speak English,
right?), or “In Jesus Name” (which really has more to do with using His
authority than to a special phrase or some “magic words” tacked on the end of a
prayer).
Jesus’
Name IS holy and to be honored. As the Apostle Paul writes; “Therefore God also
has highly exalted Him and given Him the name which is above every name, that
at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, of those in heaven, and of those on
earth, and of those under the earth, and that
every tongue should confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father” (Philippians
2:9-11)
I’m just saying that because we are "children of
God," and followers of Jesus Christ, we should use words that Jesus used
to address God. When He prayed in the Garden of
Gethsemane prior to His arrest, He prayed; “Abba, Father, all
things are possible for You. Take this cup away from Me; nevertheless, not what
I will, but what You will.” (Mark
14:36)
Did you catch that word attached to the
word Father? It wasn’t any of the “Most HOLY God” terminology that we use to
talk to God. Jesus used the word “Abba”, which is an Aramaic word that comes
from the lips of infants and betokens unreasoning the trust and confidence of a
child. Some theologians have translated it as the word “daddy”. In fact, slaves
during that time period were forbidden to address the head of the family by
this title.
I am reminded of the words of the Apostle Paul who cries out in his
letters; “And because you are sons, God has sent forth the Spirit of His Son
into your hearts, crying out, “Abba, Father!” Therefore you are no longer a
slave but a son, and if a son, then an heir of God through Christ.” (Galatians
4:6-7)
Similarly he wrote to the church in Rome; “For you did
not receive the spirit of bondage again to fear, but you received the Spirit of
adoption by whom we cry out, “Abba,
Father.” (Romans 8:15) My friends, let’s not short change the relationship with the Father
and deprive Him of hearing from His children the term that He longs to hear; “Father”,
“Dad”, “Daddy”, and “Papa”. It speaks of our innermost spiritual relationship
with Him, when we talk to Him as child to father, and speak to Him in a
childlike way. Those were the names that Jesus used when He talked (prayed) to
Him.
Cathy and I were having a
conversation as we were driving one day and at some point I responded or spoke
in a way that hurt her. Tears came to her eyes as she said to me; “A friend
would never treat me like that and if they did, I’m not sure that I would want
to be their friend.”
And she was right, I had
responded in a way that had not reflected of my love for her and I told her how
sorry I was and asked her to forgive me.
It was one of those moments
that take the grace of God to move past the emotions and onto the truth about
how much we loved each other. It was one of those moments where
‘forks-in-the-roads’ are met with long term effects. And ponder she did at what
she would do next. And my heart was broken.
Proverbs 17:17 came to my mind which says; "A friend loves at all times." I prayed that she would hear my heart and understand what took place from how I intended it, not how it came across. I hadn't meant for my response to be taken in the way that it was. I had no intention of hurting her in any way, she was my friend; my best friend. And yet, she was hurt and no word from me would change what had taken place.
So, instead, I pleaded my
case with God as we continued to drive home looking to His intervention. And He
heard our cries and answered from heaven.
In the end, our friendship
broke through and forgiveness was given, hands were grasped before we got home,
and together we went forward. “A man who has friends must himself be friendly,
but there is a friend who sticks
closer than a brother.” (Proverbs 18:24 NKJV)
She is my best friend; we’ve
been dating since March of 1980. There is no one else that I would rather spend
time with. Yes, I love being with my children and grandchildren, our family,
our, neighbors, as well as so many who cross our paths through ministry. But
she is my best friend.
We boost each other up, we get
silly, we help each other, we listen to each other, and cry, and laugh, and
cheer for each other. We know each other’s dirt and imperfections and still we
love each other. And to top it off, we have a lot of fun together.
Our life is filled with
simple things and places that we both like to go. We both enjoy so many things
like spending time in Bible study or in church or eating or hanging with our
children and grandchildren or walking or exercising together or work around the
house and cooking together and serving others together.
I love the way her hand fits
in mine. I love to look out of the side of my eye and catch her sneaking a look
at me; and then she smiles as she leans in and gives me a kiss. And, after all
these years, I am still ravished by her.
She laughs at my jokes. She
shares her last piece of chocolate with me. She likes hockey and enjoys
watching hockey games with me; and she loves to sit and watch football with me. She
likes the same foods; just not as hot (spicy) as I do. She seems to always know
what I also would like to snack on.
She looks for items, clothing, books, and
when she gives them to me she says; “I thought of you…”
She shares her faith with me
and what she is reading and how she saw God today. She is right beside me,
believing in me, cheering me on as together we trust that God will show us
what’s next as we grow together.
She encourages me and seems
to understand me and will go to bat for me. She even takes notes when I preach
and writes at the top of the page; “Pastor” Tom; she shows me respect. She
honors me. And she thinks I’m cute.
And, if I was lost, she would
look for me.
God has truly given me a best
friend. Through her He has shown me in practical ways what love really looks
like. And I am overwhelmed.
I believe that deep down inside all of us want a dream from God; a vision
of something that He has made us to do; that can only be done by us. When we are young, we dream about what we want to do when we get older.
We see ourselves leaping tall buildings to rescue those who need rescuing;
stopping only to pose for a picture in the local paper. We see ourselves as the
answer to all of the world’s problems. We are the local hero who can do it all!
When we are older we still dream, or at least we should; for God isn’t
done with us yet. So dream on, my friend; let God bring His dreams for your
life! Look at how God worked through His prophets of old; oh, to dream like
they did! Wouldn’t it be great to get a prophecy like Joel did or one the other Minor Prophets?
Wouldn’t it be great to get a prophecy like Jeremiah did, hearing accurately from God when very few were
really listening to what God was truly saying. Having great lines like; “I know the plans I have for you…”
(Jeremiah 29:11) Wouldn’t that be cool?
Wouldn’t it be great to get a prophecy like Isaiah
did, hearing things that would take place hundreds of years later! Or like Daniel did, hearing things that would
take place hundreds of years later and seeing incredible visions!
Or how about seeing what Ezekiel
saw! Wouldn’t it be great to get a prophecy like the Apostle John did? WOW! The BOOK OF
REVELATIONS!!!! Seeing incredible visions! Wouldn’t it be great to get gifts
from the Holy Spirit and help people, and preach the Word of God, and do
miracles, and to prophecy?
Wouldn’t it be great to get a dream from God? Are you going to go to bed
early to try to make it happen? You CAN’T make it happen; He simply wants to be
open to whatever He wants you to do. That’s what the dream is for.
All
dreams, gifts, and callings: COME from Him and BELONG to Him.
God loves us as His children; deeply. But when He is
anointing us, He is not thinking of us. He is thinking of others. God is essentially saying; “When I
speak, you speak and when I stop, that better be two of us.” The gift of healing is only good to us if we use it for
others, otherwise we would only pray when we ourselves get sick. It, it is His
power flowing through us.
He
is looking for us to lay down our lives to be vessels for HIM! He is looking
for “bed pans”; earthen vessels that contain the precious gift of Him. Now, I
realize that metaphor is opposite of what we picture the role of the bed pan to
be. But in God’s economy, it is the treasure in the earthen vessel that is
valuable; not the earthen vessel.
Regarding this, the Apostle Paul wrote to the church in Corinth;
“For we do not preach ourselves, but Christ
Jesus the Lord, and ourselves your bondservants for Jesus’ sake. For
it is the God who commanded light to shine out of darkness, who has shone in
our hearts to give the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the
face of Jesus Christ.” (2 Corinthians
4:5-6)
He goes on to write;
“But we have this treasureinearthen
vessels, that the excellence of the power may be of God and not of us.”
(2 Corinthians 4:7)
Let
me break down those words:
“Treasure” is a deposit,
that is, wealth (literally or figuratively): - treasure, or “this ministry” as v.1 says.
“earthen vessels”is terracotta); earthen ware, that is, clayey; by implication frail:
- of earth, earthen. avessel, implement, equipment or apparatus.
The word
means baked clay and refers to clay pots. They were cheap, breakable, and
replaceable. But they served necessary household functions. Sometimes they were
used as a vault to store valuables, such as money, jewelry, or important
documents. But they were most often used for holding garbage and human waste.
The latter is
the use Paul had in mind, and it was how Paul viewed himself, - as lowly,
common, expendable, and replaceable.
“POWER”comes from the same word that we get
the word “dynamite”. Itmeansforce
specifically miraculous power (usually by implication a miracle
itself): - ability, abundance, meaning, might, power, strength, violence,
mighty (wonderful) work.
Dynamite! It’s God’s power and not any
power that we can generate. The messenger’s weakness is not fatal to what he
does; it is essential so that when God pours out dreams and visions we remember
that He isn’t thinking of us. He
is the source; we are merely the vessels.
God is not
done with you; keep running your race. Keep dreaming God’s dreams! You are “His
workmanship, created in Christ Jesus forgoodworks, which God prepared beforehand that we should walk in them.”
(Ephesians 2:10).
Work with God and let Him take you through the process; you will find
that the results will be eternal. And, embrace who you are! You will never be
as good a version of someone else as you are of yourself! It is He who will complete the work
that He started (Philippians 1:6) and “work in you both to
will and to do for His good pleasure” (Philippians 2:13)
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