GAP-moot at Java House

Tonight I hung out with Robert, one of my buddies from the GAP (Graduates and Professionals) class from church. We met at Java House (which, in my opinion, blows Starbuck$$ away). It was good. Paul normally joins us as well, but he had a conflict tonight.

Robert is an interesting guy, and a computer guy too, so – naturally – there’s a certain Computer Geek jen ne sais quoi that we share. I recognized it from the first few minutes I knew him; we were in the GAP class and I asked (heh heh) for someone to explain the Trinity to me. The explanation that he offered was that Jesus is an “instantiation” of God. Not a bad metaphor, though imperfect as are all pictures of the Trinity. But my ears perked up. Now, “instantiation” may not mean much to you. But if you began snorting in recognition at that term, and if you are currently staring into space as you ponder the UML diagram for the design of the GodHead base class, then you too are a computer guy. You are part of my tribe, my brothah.

I made the mistake of suggesting a chess game (did I mention I’m kind of a geek?). Robert pretty much kicked my tail. That being said, although on the rare occasions that I play chess I usually get clobbered, I do generally take my opponent to “game seven” and make them earn it. Such was the case tonight.

We had a good talk too. I’m glad I have friends I can hang out with – not all men have that. I’m extremely blessed.

Our true citizenship

I’ve been doing the M’Cheyne one-year Bible reading plan recently. It’s pretty cool. This passage was part of yesterday’s reading, and I think it bears on some of what I was feeling yesterday:

But our citizenship is in heaven, and from it we await a Savior, the Lord Jesus Christ, who will transform our lowly body to be like his glorious body, by the power that enables him even to subject all things to himself.

Philippians 3:20-21 (ESV)

I guess as children of God we should not be surprised when we feel like we just don’t quite “fit” here. We are truly strangers and aliens.

In fact, it’s better if we don’t get too comfortable. Our real country calls us, and one day we will repatriate it, leaving all this behind.

Cool.

Restless

Have you ever felt restless?

I have. And I do. I’m not sure why. I think it’s something that is just part of me, part of how I’m made.

Two of my favorite worship songs are You Alone from Passion ’98 and No Other by David Ruis. There’s an interesting juxtaposition that forms between these two songs. Let me demonstrate:

In You Alone I sing “You have given me more than I could ever have wanted and I want to give you my heart and my soul.” I love that line – I think it’s the story of my life. God’s grace sometimes blows me away. And it’s breathtaking to think of how little I really understand of God’s grace. When I really see the whole story will I even be able to stand, or will I collapse in a pile of thanks? God has blessed me in so many ways: I’ve been so blessed with my wife Jill, and our four children. I simply can’t imagine life without them. It’s indescribable to see my oldest son lead worship. He’s becoming a man so quickly. I”m listening to our second, our oldest daughter, as she absent-mindedly harmonizes to her favorite music mix while she does her homework. It’s beautiful (she’s a worship leader too). Our third child is also a teenager now and she amazes me with her leadership skills and her love for theatre arts, drama, and music. She’s such a dynamo. And then there’s our youngest, our eight year old soccer-star. Seriously, that kid’s amazing at soccer. And his team has a record somewhere in the neighborhood of 45 wins and 5 losses over five seasons. He’s a goal-scoring machine and a talented athlete (and a heck of a funny, good-natured, charming little guy).

And God has given me a great job that I’m good at, for my part. He’s blessed Jill and I to be part of our singles ministry at church. I’ve been so blessed to be part of ministries at our church through the years that have changed my life in ways I can’t explain.

And, of course, and most importantly, I have a Savior who died for me and has taken away all my sins. All of them – gone. And He has given me His Spirit, and the promise of new life, forever in His presence. There’s nothing better than this.

What more could I want?

Yet in No Other I sing “How long until I’m satisfied? I must have more of You!” and I’m reminded of this almost palpable emptiness that I feel sometimes inside. I’m not sure what it is, but I think it’s a longing to be what I was created to be. I feel it when I think about my brokenness and sin, or when I feel anxiety about whether or not I’m a good father, or when I’m wondering if our kids will have the wonderful futures we’ve prayed for. I feel it at work, as I stare into a computer monitor and wonder why I’m doing this work that sometimes seems so meaningless, or when I’m in an elevator alone riding the eight stories up to my floor and I lean back against the back of the elevator and close my eyes, in an effort to gain the motivation to go about the rest of my day. Jill and I talk about our frustrations as we wonder if the singles class is getting anything out of this ministry we’re attempting, or as we juggle the schedules of the class and balance that against the apathy we often encounter there.

It’s so easy to feel like a failure. Because in our fallen state, that’s what we are.

Yet we are more than conquerors too!

And so I feel the tension daily; the deep satisfaction of God’s grace balanced against the deep need of this broken sinner for the homecoming that I’ve been longing for all my Christian life.

Perhaps feeling restless is just part of the deal. And I’m good with that.

“As for me, I shall behold your face in righteousness;

when I awake, I shall be satisfied with your likeness.”
– Psalm 17:15

The Miniature Earth

This is cool.

I can’t describe it any better than The Blind Beggar does:

The very useful idea behind The Miniature Earth is to reduce the world’s population to a community of only 100 people, while keeping statistics the same. The effect enables us to see the differences on our planet with clarity, and perhaps consider how our actions impact humanity.

It is only a few minutes long and well worth a look. Praying you will, in the project’s final words, “Appreciate what you have. And do your best for a better world.”

Tonight at CVS

Tonight I went to CVS to buy some dental floss.

I also came this close to buying the CD Incense and Peppermints from the Strawberry Alarm Clock.

It was only four bucks. And it occurred to me that I may never have another chance to pick up such great tracks as Rainy Day Mushroom Pillow or Birds in my Tree. It also features that great hippy-skat classic, Good Morning Starshine.

The earth says hello!

I, wisely, decided to just pay for my dental floss and go.

“We forget to shout Maranatha”

Amy Sherman over at Common Grounds has a great post on the “Gift of Agitation”.

John Piper, in his book, A Hunger for God, has very helpfully reminded us of what the appropriate posture of the Church should be. It is the posture of the longing Bride, waiting at the altar for the appearing of the bridegroom. She is tapping her foot and glancing at her watch. The bride is filled with a “holy discontent” over the absence of her Bridegroom and is busy crying out “Maranatha! Maranatha! Come Lord Jesus!” The New Testament church exhibited this posture, because it was a persecuted church. Christians were intimately acquainted with suffering and poverty. They were eager for Christ to consummate His Kingdom, because they knew that things on earth were not the way they were supposed to be.

Unfortunately, this agitated posture is not the posture of the typical American congregation. We do not long fervently for the consummation of Christ’s Kingdom because we’re really rather happy just the way things are. American abundance and affluence anesthetize us. We are comfortable. We are not crying out night and day for God to bring justice on earth. We forget to shout, Maranatha!

Convicting. And this contentment with the way things are is something that I have to fight all the time.

Of course, go and read the whole thing.

[Hat tip: Jared]

Humble Orthodoxy

GospelDrivenLife: it’s just a great blog. Check this out (and then, of course, go read the whole thing):

My point is this — while history reveals that Christians in good conscience have held to a variety of convictions, it also reveals that they held their convictions dearly — would argue for them with humility, would not step down from them, and would rather die than deny them. I can learn humility from the varied persons of history. It is humbling to me to realize I disagree with Jonathan Edwards on key points– or I disagree with John MacArthur on others. These are men I respect. But while it should humble me, it should not lead me to indifference and inclusivism in my own conscience.

I must answer questions — does the Bible teach gender roles in marriage or not? does it teach them in the church or not? Does the Bible say God chooses some for faith with no apparent reason — or does he choose them based on foreseen faith? Do certain gifts of the Spirit cease or do they remain? Shall the church be governed by presbyters or by the congregation? what is the mode and time of baptism? etc.

I must determine where the lines of church membership lie . . . and I must do so in a way that humbly acknowledges the godliness of those with whom I differ and simultaneously upholds my own convictions.

I must also determine where the line of orthodoxy lies — who is in the faith and who is not — for at some point I have to decide with whom I can fellowship. This is so against the grain of our times — so against the agenda that “as long as they are sincere, isn’t it interesting how many conclusions can be reached?” But it is the pattern of our forbears.

I do not think this is easy work — history reveals that we have more often misplaced those lines — but that does not mean we should not draw them. refusing to draw lines communicates something about truth doesn’t it?

It would be unfaithful to God to refuse to reach a clear conclusion on teachings from Scripture — all because I do not want to draw lines. What is needed to represent the Gospel well in these times is humble orthodoxy. Clear conviction, willingness to draw lines, all done with awareness of my own ignorance and the grace that has given me any light.

How does this tie into the Gospel? The Gospel is rooted in propositions about God and His Savior Jesus — they are defined and and clear and cannot be compromised without losing the Gospel itself.

Akeelah and the Bee

Last night we watched Akeelah and the Bee. It’s a great little movie, and Keke Palmer, who plays Akeelah, turns in an excellent (and adorable) performance alongside Laurence Fishburne and Angela Bassett.

This may seem random, but – hey – it’s Friday: I really liked the soundtrack to this movie. And mainly for one reason: it includes Rubberband Man by the Spinners. I think sometimes it’s easy to forget how groundbreaking that Motown sound was.

Hand me down my walkin’ cane

Hand me down my hat

Hurry now and don’t be late

‘Cause we ain’t got time to chat

You and me were goin’ out

To catch the latest sound

Guaranteed to blow your mind

so high you won’t come down

Hey y’all prepare yourself for the rubberband man

You’ve never heard a sound

Like the rubberband man

You’re bound to lose control

When the rubberband starts to jam

Excellent.

Also, the movie contains this quote (which is attributed to Marianne Williamson):

“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.”

Thoughts?

Can the devil read minds? And other questions . . .

Phil asks an excellent question over at Thinklings:

Can The Devil Read Minds?

…or insert thoughts into your brain?

Any Scriptural suggestions are much appreciated…

Good question, and there are already some good answers in the comments thread.

This brings me to another long-standing conviction I’ve had about how we often talk about our enemy: Have you ever heard someone say the following (or something like it)?

“Satan has really been attacking me lately.”

I fully believe that fallen angels, what we call demons, are active in our world and are actively opposing God’s Kingdom. And I believe their chief is a demon we call Satan.

However, I do not believe Satan, as a created being, is omnipresent (everywhere at once). Or omniscient (all-knowing). Those are traits that only God possesses.

“The Lord said to Satan, “From where have you come?” Satan answered the Lord and said, “From going to and fro on the earth, and from walking up and down on it.” – Job 1:7 (ESV)

See. Not everywhere at once.

So I think we give the enemy way more credit than he deserves when we say “Satan has really been attacking me/tempting me/troubling me/etc., lately”.

I don’t think Satan knows who I am, most likely. He’s way too busy and way not like God to have knowledge of every Christian on earth. He has bigger fish to fry.

This doesn’t mean, of course, that some lesser demonic beings might from time to time cause me grief. I don’t know – my own flesh is the source of most of my failings, I believe.

Demonic influence is real. But don’t give God’s enemy too much credit. He’s not like God, at all, and doesn’t have near the power.

” Submit yourselves therefore to God. Resist the devil, and he will flee from you.” – James 4:7 (ESV)