“Behold, my servant whom I have chosen”

From today’s reading of Matthew 12:1-21, Mark 3, and Luke 6

Jesus, aware of this, withdrew from there. And many followed him, and he healed them all and ordered them not to make him known. This was to fulfill what was spoken by the prophet Isaiah:

“Behold, my servant whom I have chosen,
my beloved with whom my soul is well pleased.
I will put my Spirit upon him,
and he will proclaim justice to the Gentiles.
He will not quarrel or cry aloud,
nor will anyone hear his voice in the streets;
a bruised reed he will not break,
and a smoldering wick he will not quench,
until he brings justice to victory;
and in his name the Gentiles will hope.”

– Matthew 12:15-21

Matthew here quotes from Isaiah’s great vision of Jesus in Isaiah 42:1-4. Isaiah’s prophetic utterance follows and contrasts with the Lord’s words about the futility of idols in the previous chapter which ends like this:

Behold, they are all a delusion;
their works are nothing;
their metal images are empty wind. – Isaiah 41:29

Is this not a message for the ages?

Behold, they [idols] are all a delusion, their works are nothing; their metal images are empty wind.

Then . .

Behold my Servant!

Our idols are indeed an illusion, but most of us spend far too much of our time chasing after them, these shiny, metallic distractions of empty wind.

Why? We have a designed-in longing for Jesus, but fall easily for the counterfeit, many times because the counterfeit is easy, compared to what we perceive is the cost of following the Lord. But Isaiah cries out here, behold Jesus!

He is the only one who brings the justice that we desperately long for. Idols offer distractions and false hopes. Jesus has promised, and will in truth, make everything new and make everything right.

Our world is full of the noise of our idols. Behold Jesus; he is not brash, doesn’t raise a ruckus and a spectacle in the streets, doesn’t shout-down his opponents. Yet he is the Final Word, and will one day silence the noise.

From the heavens you uttered judgment;
the earth feared and was still,
when God arose to establish judgment,
to save all the humble of the earth. Selah – Psalm 76:8-9

And if you are broken, wounded and burned out; a bruised reed he will not break, and a smoldering wick he will not quench. He is the great Healer, and he will heal you.

“Many followed him, and he healed them all”

Behold him, and hope in his name.

Missing joy

From today’s reading of John 5

In today’s passage Jesus heals the invalid at the pool of Bethesda who, unlike the paralytic from my previous post, did not have a community around him to carry him to where healing was. The majority of the rest of the passage recounts Jesus’ interaction with religious leaders who should have been celebrating with joy over this healing but instead were upset that the healed man carried his mat on the Sabbath.

How can you believe, when you receive glory from one another and do not seek the glory that comes from the only God? – John 5:44

This was Jesus’s statement to these joyless men toward the end of his discourse; a statement to men unable to see the life-changing miracle of healing that has just occurred.

Why were they unable to see?

Jesus words strike at the core of people-pleasers like myself. These men considered themselves, I am sure, to be both faithful in lifestyle and full of faith in conviction, yet Jesus unearths for them here both their unbelief and the true motivation of their actions. They lived to receive glory from men and that is what they chased after.

They were unable to see because they weren’t looking in the right direction.

Glory and affirmation from people is like a drug for people like me. If I am not careful to set my heart on the Lord alone, man-made glory and affirmation becomes the driving force of my life. “Gosh, I hope they like me” becomes the internal loop running through my mind, set on permanent repeat. It is Like-Me Meth, and it is deadly. Jesus reveals, over and over in the gospels, that many of those who opposed him did so because they cared only for the praise of men, rather than the glory of God and – did you catch it? – glory from God.

Glory from God! Can you imagine? What is this golden treasure Jesus speaks of?

The sin of people-pleasing, like almost all sins, is really just a twisting of something good. We were all designed to love our neighbor and love and glorify God, and even buried underneath the composting layers of fallenness and sin that desire can still be found. In my desperation to fulfill this designed-in calling I often morph it into a weak-water counterfeit. Instead of loving my neighbor and glorifying God, a drive to patronize and flatter my neighbor, to do good works before my neighbor, to impress my neighbor is born, so that they will glorify me. What’s worse, the concept of “my neighbor” becomes very selective. My “neighbor” becomes only those who are able to give me meaningful praise and glory.

[I originally wrote the paragraphs above using the more cowardly “we” and “our” language that is tempting to use when describing a sin that may just be peculiar to me. I re-wrote them using “I” and “me”. In re-reading them, it all sounds so sordid and wicked. Truth hurts.]

Jesus drives in the dagger. You aren’t seeking God. How can you even say you believe? You just missed joy, the miracle of a brother’s healing done right before your eyes, and you are refusing to see God, standing right in front of you. Not because you are unable to see, but because your eyes are focused only on yourself and on those who can feed your insatiable desire for your own glory. You do not seek the glory that comes from the only God.

The Lord waits for me to seek Him, because He has, and He is, everything I’ve ever really wanted. He is the only one worth giving glory to, and He will, in ways that may still be mysterious to me, miraculously grace-gift me by glorifying me forever. I will one day take up my mat and walk, fully healed, fully His.

In light of that glory, this never-ending seeking after the approval of men seems kind of silly, doesn’t it? What a colossal waste of time.

“They removed the roof”

From today’s reading of Mark 2

And when he returned to Capernaum after some days, it was reported that he was at home. And many were gathered together, so that there was no more room, not even at the door. And he was preaching the word to them. And they came, bringing to him a paralytic carried by four men. And when they could not get near him because of the crowd, they removed the roof above him, and when they had made an opening, they let down the bed on which the paralytic lay. – Mark 2:1-4

I recently heard a message on this passage from Erwin McManus of Mosaic church *. The part of the message that most impacted me was Erwin’s description of Biblical community, or “tribe”. Somewhere around the nine minute mark he makes the point that the strength of a tribe is not measured by the strength of those who are standing beside us, but rather by the weakness of those that the tribe refuses to leave behind.

Yes, yes, yes.

The example of these four friends of the paralytic is a powerful one. They were not willing to leave their friend behind so they could be free to go listen to Jesus without having to worry about him, his mat, ropes, roofs, etc. No, they were driven, out of their love for their friend and their healthy sense of what real community is, to do whatever it took to get their friend close to Jesus. There’s far more to this passage, and the verses following, than just that one truth. But that truth is what starts it all off. They removed part of the roof and lowered the brother down, right in the middle of Jesus’ teaching, because they knew that Jesus had what their friend needed.

Years ago I was listening to a young pastor cast vision for his flock, telling them where we were going as a community, what the go-forward themes and strategies would be, etc. In that message he exhorted the crowd in this way: “We’re going forward! If you can’t keep up, we’re going to leave you behind!” At the time, that statement bothered me, but not enough for me to work up the courage to confront the pastor.

Now when I think about it, I think it’s one of the worst things I’ve ever heard.

It’s true, in man-made organizations often the individual is sacrificed for the good of the group. But God’s value system is different. God sent Jesus to minister to all and to call out to all, true, but he especially, on purpose, sent Jesus to the losers, the sinners, the low-lifes, the have-nots, the wrong-doers, the rejects, the drunkards, the swindlers, the diseased, the blind, the lame, the paralytics. These people, by definition, will slow down a movement, because they are already so far behind the cultural leaders and societal fast-trackers. They are not the best and brightest. But they are who Jesus was especially sent to: a lonely demon possessed man living among the tombs, a lonely tax collector, a zealous misfit with insurrection on his mind, uneducated fishermen, a woman of ill-repute.

These people don’t look good on the brochure. But Jesus went to them, loved them, gave them the choice seats at the banquet. When the one is lost, the ninety-nine must be left in the pasture so the one can be found.

When a friend is unable to walk, walls need to be climbed and roofs need to be removed. Whatever it takes, to get them close to Jesus.

* The message was released 8/17/2014 – it is called “Tribe: Carry” and it can be downloaded from the Mosaic podcasts page.

Snakebit

From today’s reading of John 2-4

And as Moses lifted up the serpent in the wilderness, so must the Son of Man be lifted up, that whoever believes in him may have eternal life. – John 3:14-15

The quote above is from Jesus’ famous night conversation with Nicodemus, and comes right before the far more well-known statement of John 3:16.

A recurring theme from the opening refrains of the gospels is that Jesus was “appointed for the fall and rising of many in Israel” (Luke 2:34). I believe that Jesus knew that he himself would have the largest fall, and also the highest rise. The fall, his deep dive of humility, came first in his voluntarily laying aside of his heavenly throne so that he could be Immanuel, God with us. His ultimate rising is in his exaltation as the risen Savior and in the time to come where every knee shall bow and ever tongue confess that he is Lord. But there is another rising that Jesus is referring to here: the lifting up of the Son of Man on the cross.

Regarding the bronze serpent, Jesus is referring to this strange episode from the wilderness wanderings of the Jewish people:

From Mount Hor they set out by the way to the Red Sea, to go around the land of Edom. And the people became impatient on the way. And the people spoke against God and against Moses, “Why have you brought us up out of Egypt to die in the wilderness? For there is no food and no water, and we loathe this worthless food.” Then the LORD sent fiery serpents among the people, and they bit the people, so that many people of Israel died. And the people came to Moses and said, “We have sinned, for we have spoken against the LORD and against you. Pray to the LORD, that he take away the serpents from us.” So Moses prayed for the people. And the LORD said to Moses, “Make a fiery serpent and set it on a pole, and everyone who is bitten, when he sees it, shall live.” So Moses made a bronze serpent and set it on a pole. And if a serpent bit anyone, he would look at the bronze serpent and live. – Numbers 21:4-9

Now this is a peculiar happening, isn’t it? God sends fiery serpents among the impatient, complaining people of Israel, and the only healing is to look at a bronze replica of the very thing that is killing them. Yet in the light of the gospel this event takes on glory.

What ails us is us. Jesus came in the likeness of sinful men, though he himself is without sin. His deep dive of humility placed him in the presence of our fiery-serpent sinfulness, to be lifted up on a cross so that anyone who looks to him for healing and salvation will be saved.

For our sake he made him to be sin who knew no sin, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God. – 2 Corinthians 5:21

To some of the Israelites’ darkened minds, it made no sense to look at a snake on a pole to be healed from snakebite. To our darkened minds if often makes no sense to look at a condemned man in the form of a criminal, nailed to a cross, to save us from the wrath of God’s justice. Yet that is the only cure. We can try all the man-made healing available to us, but there is no other name by which we can be saved from our snake bitten ways than the name of Jesus. There is no one else lifted up for our salvation. Only Jesus. When Moses lifted up the snake in the wilderness, he was preaching the gospel. To us.

And I, when I am lifted up from the earth, will draw all people to myself.” He said this to show by what kind of death he was going to die. – John 12:32-33

“I will; be clean”

From today’s reading of Matthew 4, Luke 4-5 and John 1:15-51

Today’s reading had a lot of action: the temptation in the wilderness (where satan attempted, among other things, to counterfeit the “God can bring _________ out of these stones” declaration of John as part of his temptation – see yesterday’s post), literal cliff hangers, beautiful prophetic fulfillments, first callings of his disciples, and the most insightful early declaration of who Jesus is, among many other things.

But I want to focus on one of those close-in, intimate moments that are sprinkled throughout the gospels.

While he was in one of the cities, there came a man full of leprosy. And when he saw Jesus, he fell on his face and begged him, “Lord, if you will, you can make me clean.” And Jesus stretched out his hand and touched him, saying, “I will; be clean.” And immediately the leprosy left him. – Luke 5:12-13

There is so much about the character of our Lord packed into each of the clauses of this passage.

Jesus was busy. He was on a ministry tour, stopping off in “one of the cities”. The man who came to him wasn’t just a leper, but he was “full of leprosy”. People with skin diseases were unclean and touching them was forbidden, as the person doing the touching immediately became ceremonially unclean himself. Here was a man full of leprosy falling at Jesus feet and begging for healing.

Jesus healed some people without touching them; he even healed from long distance. But he makes the point here of touching the man. He touched a man who had gone a long time without human contact. He gave time and attention to a man who was used to having people run away from him.

You can almost hear the smile of kindness on Jesus face as he replies to the man “I will; be clean”. Immediately the man was cleansed of his disease.

The scene is simple. If you’ve been in church any time at all you’ve heard a sermon on this. You already know about the restrictions on contact with skin-diseased people. You already know that Jesus is a healer. None of this is new to you or me.

But hopefully, in another respect, these episodes in Jesus’ life and ministry are new every day. Every day he answers the desperate prayer of a desperately unclean person: “Lord, if you will, you can make me clean”. And he touches them and makes them clean! That simply doesn’t get old. The problem many of us have is that we don’t see it very often: either we have surrounded ourselves with those who are already (or who already appear to be) clean, or we have isolated ourselves to just the company of . . . ourselves.

There is an entire world out there of people who are longing to be healed. They desperately need the touch of the One who won’t himself become unclean by touching them, but who transfers his cleanliness to them, healing them of their disease.

Even as believers in Jesus, healed of our sin-sickness and no longer slaves to it, we need that daily (hourly, minutely) touch of the great Healer. And we need to, ourselves, carry his healing touch into the world, among the people no one else wants to be around, and – Lord willing – be astonished and joyful witnesses over and over to the work of the Healer.

“Lord, if you will, you can make me clean.”

I will; be clean.”

“And he shall be their peace”

From today’s reading of Matthew 2 and Luke 2:39-52

Matthew 2 is not a peaceful chapter. It describes the paranoia of King Herod “the great”, the flight of Jesus’ family to Egypt, and the subsequent slaughter of the youngest children of Bethlehem.

This record of the early life of Jesus already begins to demonstrate the strife and murderous foolishness that attends those who are “kings” in this life when the King of kings has come to claim ownership. The great bringing low of the mighty and raising up of the humble has already begun. Strongholds will be cast down.

But not without a fight.

Matthew records the fulfillment of a prophecy from Micah 5, by quoting this portion of it:

“‘And you, O Bethlehem, in the land of Judah,
are by no means least among the rulers of Judah;
for from you shall come a ruler
who will shepherd my people Israel.’” – Matthew 2:6

I took a look at the fuller context of the quoted passage, which is below:

Now muster your troops, O daughter of troops;
siege is laid against us;
with a rod they strike the judge of Israel on the cheek.
But you, O Bethlehem Ephrathah,
who are too little to be among the clans of Judah,
from you shall come forth for me
one who is to be ruler in Israel,
whose coming forth is from of old,
from ancient days.
Therefore he shall give them up until the time
when she who is in labor has given birth;
then the rest of his brothers shall return
to the people of Israel.
And he shall stand and shepherd his flock in the strength of the LORD,
in the majesty of the name of the LORD his God.
And they shall dwell secure, for now he shall be great
to the ends of the earth.
And he shall be their peace.
-Micah 5:1-5

Little Bethlehem, humble, somewhat of a backwater. From you has come this One we call Jesus, ancient of days, the great Shepherd, majestic to the ends of the earth, who has become our peace.

All the Herods of this world can rage and scheme and murder, but they will not prevail. Their evil, though devastating in their moment, is temporary. “A voice was heard in Ramah, weeping and loud lamentation, Rachel weeping for her children; she refused to be comforted, because they are no more.” They will wage war to no avail; the Prince of peace has come, humble and born in humility, born of humble parents in a humble town, King of kings, Shepherd of his flock to the ends of the earth, mighty to save.

Simeon’s blessing

From today’s reading of Matthew 1 and Luke 2:1-38

Now there was a man in Jerusalem, whose name was Simeon, and this man was righteous and devout, waiting for the consolation of Israel, and the Holy Spirit was upon him. And it had been revealed to him by the Holy Spirit that he would not see death before he had seen the Lord’s Christ. And he came in the Spirit into the temple, and when the parents brought in the child Jesus, to do for him according to the custom of the Law, he took him up in his arms and blessed God and said,

“Lord, now you are letting your servant depart in peace,
according to your word;
for my eyes have seen your salvation
that you have prepared in the presence of all peoples,
a light for revelation to the Gentiles,
and for glory to your people Israel.”

And his father and his mother marveled at what was said about him. And Simeon blessed them and said to Mary his mother, “Behold, this child is appointed for the fall and rising of many in Israel, and for a sign that is opposed (and a sword will pierce through your own soul also), so that thoughts from many hearts may be revealed.”
– Luke 2:25-35

A long time ago the gentle old pastor teaching my New Testament class said that he figured Simeon was just a kindly old man who said this to all of the glowing young mothers with babies who came into the temple. “Lord, now you are letting your servant depart in peace, according to your word; for my eyes have seen your salvation that you have prepared in the presence of all peoples”.

It doesn’t really read that way, does it? I think that it’s easy to forget the situation Mary, Joseph, Simeon and the rest of the people of Israel were in at this time. They were oppressed and living in a much harsher world than most of us know. They were groaning for redemption.

I love this prophetic word spoken to Mary and Joseph by Simeon: “my eyes have seen your salvation that you have prepared in the presence of all peoples, a light for revelation to the Gentiles, and for glory to your people Israel”. Simeon is speaking in the Spirit, and he continues the theme of these very early parts of the gospel: light has dawned! The sun of righteousness is rising! This is not just light for Israel, but a revelation to the Gentiles as well.

Jesus has been born, the One who is the Light and who casts down and exalts.

Behold, this child is appointed for the fall and rising of many in Israel, and for a sign that is opposed (and a sword will pierce through your own soul also), so that thoughts from many hearts may be revealed.

This, by the way, would demolish my gentle old NT professor’s idea that Simeon was just a sweet old guy who liked encouraging young mothers.

Jesus came to bring the fall and the rising of many. As you have probably noticed, those who are already high don’t like being brought low and therefore Jesus, who had already willingly brought himself lower than we can imagine, for our sakes, was going to be violently opposed; Mary was destined for great heartbreak. This isn’t a Hallmark message.

And yet hope and glory permeates Simeon’s message to Mary and Joseph. The Rescuer has come. The day is dawning. Jesus is here!

She will bear a son, and you shall call his name Jesus, for he will save his people from their sins.”

– Matthew 1:21

It’s impossible to be nihilistic when your God can create ex nihilo

That is why it depends on faith, in order that the promise may rest on grace and be guaranteed to all his offspring—not only to the adherent of the law but also to the one who shares the faith of Abraham, who is the father of us all, as it is written, “I have made you the father of many nations”—in the presence of the God in whom he believed, who gives life to the dead and calls into existence the things that do not exist. In hope he believed against hope, that he should become the father of many nations, as he had been told, “So shall your offspring be.”  – Romans 4:16-18

I’m feeling this passage this morning. Not because I’m adhering to it, but because I am not. I did not wake up hopeful this morning. Petty anxieties and useless self-doubt enveloped me like a fog when I woke up in the wee hours.

Have you had days that started that way, or nights that ended that way, not in hope and peace but in anxiety and downcast thoughts?

Faith really stands or falls when it is challenged, doesn’t it? Worry is the marker of a weak faith; and not because when you have strong faith life is rosy with no reason to worry, but rather when you have strong faith and have placed that faith in the right Person the problems of life grow strangely, joyously dim in the light of His glory and grace.

Consider Abraham. He had access to a miniscule percentage of the knowledge of God that we have, yet the brother knew God. I claim to know God, yet stress about easily fixed situations such as faltering projects at work, longer-term financial and career anxiety, and general feelings of self-doubt. My problems do not shake the foundations of eternity; they don’t even register on the seismograph, but they certainly expose the cracks and fault-lines in the paper mache and sand mixture of the foundation I decided to trust in this morning.

Abraham had every reason to not just doubt but to completely dismiss any thoughts of being a father at all, let alone being the father of many nations. He was old. His wife was old and barren. But he put his faith in a God who gives life to the dead and calls into existence things that do not exist. It’s impossible to be nihilistic when your God can create ex nihilo.

One reason among thousands that I’m looking forward to church this morning is that I know I will be reminded, again, of the good news of Jesus and the peace that passes understanding that is in Him. I’ll get perspective on the mini-problems and max-blessings that I already live in today and will know that no matter what befall, nothing can separate me from the love of God in Christ Jesus.

I’ll be reminded, again, of the God I trust in and who I will trust in, who gives life to the dead, who gave life to me, and who calls into existence things that do not exist.

"The gospel is no failure"

“I have to say, with Paul, ‘What if some did not believe?’ It is generic cialis no new thing; for there have always been some who have rejected the revelation of God. What then? You and I had better go on believing, and testing for ourselves, and proving the faithfulness of God, and living upon Christ our Lord, even though we see another set of doubters, and another, and yet another ad infinitum. The gospel is no failure, as many of us know.” – Charles Spurgeon

Quoted in Guzik’s commentary on Romans 3.

Well, I’m back

Merry Christmas!

For the longest time (since 2005) this blog was based on software I had written called “Bloo” (hence the name). I realized sometime early last year that it was probably time to move on. Bloo did a good job. I was even kind of proud of it. There are still a few blogs out there that run on it. But, it is essentially “abandonware” now; I haven’t released anything new on it since December, 2011.

So, I have written a utility that converts a Bloo blog to WordPress. I converted this space once before to WordPress, then backed it out, but now I’m doing it for real. And this, the very first Bloo blog, is the very first blog to be converted to WordPress. I will shake things out here for awhile and then release the code so that anyone else who would like to convert can.

I’ll have to play with the theme or find a new theme as well, most likely.

In other news, I am (at least hoping to be) “back” in the blogosphere. I’m hoping to find my voice here in this little corner. And I can’t believe I just used the phrase “find my voice”.

Merry Christmas. God loves you!