1 Thessalonians 2:8- "we loved you so much that we were delighted to share with you not only the gospel of God but our lives as well, because you had become so dear to us."
1 Thessalonians 2:8- "we loved you so much that we were delighted to share with you not only the gospel of God but our lives as well, because you had become so dear to us."
Posted by Mark Kincannon on Thursday, June 04, 2009 at 03:06 AM in Devotions, Small Groups | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)
1 Thessalonians 2:8--"We loved you so much that we were delighted to share with you not only the gospel of God but our lives as well, because you had become so dear to us." -NIV
Posted by Mark Kincannon on Wednesday, June 03, 2009 at 10:19 PM in Devotions, Small Groups | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)
Proms and parties, announcements and matriculation, caps and gowns, nervous valedictory addresses and self-erasing commencement speeches, and some old guy handing out diplomas to our kids as Pomp And Circumstance plays over and over in their minds--a song they now hope never to hear again. It happens every year about this time and it always takes us by surprise that our kids are old enough and experienced enough to be graduating from high school and beginning their personal assault on the world as independent adults...in a manner of speaking. Most of them still have fairly strong family ties, particularly to Mom and Dad's checkbook.
Still it's a good reminder that life has a unique way of beginning again for us over and over and over. And that's good. We all need a chance to re-up and start all over. I think we need a lot of chances to rejoin some things we've let slide, to re-examine some passions we've ignored for one reason or another, and to re-enlist in some areas of life that are so important but somehow got lost in the shuffle of living every day; and we need those chances more often than on that single occasion when we're eighteen and graduating from high school.
Posted by Ed Saucier on Wednesday, May 20, 2009 at 12:00 AM in Devotions | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)
"Truly, truly, I say to you, when you were young, you used to dress yourself and walk wherever you wanted, but when you are old, you will stretch out your hands, and another will dress you and carry you where you do not want to go." (John 21.18)
We have maturity backwards. We think that when we are fully developed we are equipped to lead, but this verse seem to imply that when we are fully developed we are equipped to follow. Following, more than leading, requires maturity.
Maturity is needed in order to be a follower because following requires humility, obedience, an understanding that we aren't always right, a knowledge that things can be accomplished in various ways, and a focus on being far more than doing.
The concept that the fruit of maturity is the ability to follow should change our perspective on our faith and parenting. Are you teaching your children how to follow? Are you broadening their perspective beyond their own desires? Are you instilling within them humility, obedience, understanding, and vast array of characteristics that will make them good followers? Are you modeling the heart of a good follower?
If following requires maturity, the signs of immaturity are all around us--blaming umpires for ballgames, bad mouthing coaches over playing time, trashing our bosses decisions, refusing to serve our spouses, rejecting all authority, and a million other examples. They express themselves as individuality or leadership, but far too often they are simply signs of immaturity.
As Peter matured in faith, the decisions he got to control became fewer and fewer. As he matured, he began to follow. Jesus calls us, not to leadership, but to follow him. As we mature in our faith, we will grow in our ability to follow. A mature believer is a true follower of Christ.
(Kevin Thompson)
Posted by Mark Kincannon on Thursday, May 14, 2009 at 12:00 AM in Devotions | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)
The exceptional thing about a well-lived life is how unexceptional it is most of the time. Day in and day out there aren't all that many amazing things to do. Just checking my "to do" list for today I didn't find a single one; so I checked yesterday's list and found more of the same. Not one to give up greatness without a fight I went back to last week and the week before and discovered a conspicuous absence of anything extraordinary listed that I'd done. I could go back further, but there's no need for it. There aren't any.
Posted by Ed Saucier on Tuesday, May 12, 2009 at 09:01 PM in Devotions | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)
Have you
ever wished you could see some kind of proof that God was really who the Bible
says he is? I remember as a teenager trying to decide what to do with all this
rather unbelievable information
I was hearing about God from my girlfriend. I recall one night driving around
in my car, a 1953 Dodge, telling God that I’d believe in him if he’d just give
me a sign… Then I looked up to the sky and waited…and waited…and waited. I’m
still waiting.
Thomas (John
20:24-31) wanted “proof” too. Difference is, he got it, and I never did.
There’s a story in the New Testament about another guy that wanted “proof” too. He didn’t get it either. It’s a story about two guys (we’re given the name of one and merely the economical state of the other), Lazarus and a rich man. Lazarus died and went to heaven; the rich man died and went to hell. In hell the rich man, who had five brothers, asked if it might be possible to have Lazarus go back to earth and warn his brothers to believe in God, so they wouldn’t die and end up in hell, figuring that if they had “proof” they’d believe in God. So he reasoned…
“If someone from the dead goes to them, they will repent.” (Luke 16:29b-31)
Here’s the response Jesus gave:
“He said to him, ‘If they do not listen to Moses and the Prophets, they will not be convinced even if someone rises from the dead.’” (Luke 16:31)
So it seems
that maybe “proof,” even if we had it, isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. Obviously it isn't necessary, and may
that’s just the way God wants it and the way we need for it to be. It’s why we
call it faith.
Speaking of faith, is there any evidence in the way we choose to live that we are people who live by faith? When we peal back the façade, what kind of faith do we really have? I’m just not all that impressed with my own faith to be honest with you. Consider the following words of Jesus for example…
Seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. (Matthew 6:33)
To be honest, I sort of wish my rich
aunt (I don’t have one that I know of) had written that instead of God. If I
had a rich aunt, and if she had written me such a letter; “Ed, you just keep
your mind and heart on God, and I’ll make sure there’s no shortage of money,”
do you think I’d worry about money? I wouldn’t. I’d feel a tremendous freedom
to apply myself to the calling of God on my life.
The hard-hitting part of all this is
that it seems to indicate that I have more confidence in a rich aunt that doesn’t
even exist than I do in an omnipotent God that does!
I submit to you that if we chose to
live according to the faith God gave us on the day he saved us we wouldn’t be
caught dead disobeying God.
If we wait for “proof” that our faith
is legitimate before we decide to live faithfully my hunch is that it won’t
ever happen.
Thomas, for some reason, got his “proof.” The rest of us get to believe. Consider yourself blessed.
(Ed Saucier)
Posted by Ed Saucier on Thursday, May 07, 2009 at 12:22 AM in Devotions | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)
"Just as day was breaking, Jesus stood on the shore; yet the disciples did not know that it was Jesus." (John 21.4)
I have always been struck by how much Jesus tends to be incognito after the Resurrection. Mary didn't think it was him. The men on the road to Emmaues didn't know it was him. The disciples in the boat didn't know it was him. For someone who was just raised for the dead he kept awfully quiet. If I hit a ball into a cup I let everyone know, but Jesus was raised from the dead and didn't even give a shout.
As much as it strikes me about how Jesus went about life after the Resurrection, it is a great encouragement that his closest followers often didn't know who he was. While in two of the three cases their confusion was probably because it was dawn so the light wasn't bright enough to see detail, they still didn't know it was him. That is something I can understand. It seems like I live most of my life not sure if Jesus is present or not. I look for him but the darkness often seems more powerful than the light and my eyes are left unsure if he is near.
I take comfort in knowing the disciples were just as confuse as I am and I take comfort in knowing that even when they thought Jesus was absent, he was in fact very present. It was true for them and it is true for us. I can't help but think that no matter where we are in life, Jesus is nearby. The shadows may hide him and the distance may make him more difficult to see, but he is there.
This leads me to one conclusion--I am not alone.
Neither are you.
(Kevin Thompson)
Posted by Mark Kincannon on Wednesday, May 06, 2009 at 12:00 AM in Devotions | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)
You’ve heard of the Pharisees if you’ve been around most churches for very long. They were the religious watchdogs of Jesus’ day and they gave him fits. But they weren’t always like that. In their early days, during Ezra’s time, they were great. They were lay folks, like most of you; not professional Christians, like me. All they wanted to do was to serve God and bring their nation back to God by applying his word to the activities of the people. No problem with that. But over time their desires went way beyond God’s word, and they started to include lots of their own opinions about God’s word, and then their opinions came to mean more to them than God’s word did. Everyone had to do everything just like they did. Jesus wouldn’t do it…and didn’t do it. His disciples didn’t either. The Pharisees couldn’t handle that. So they killed him. They thought it was about them.
The early church faced it too. No sooner had Christ gone to heaven than
folks started arguing about worship.
Let’s keep the Sabbath, some said. Nothing
wrong with that.
But Jesus rose on
Sunday! We should worship on Sunday. Nothing wrong with that either.
But each thought the other was wrong, and the fight was on…but it
wasn’t over.
The early Christian community met for worship on Sunday evenings. It
wasn’t until the next century that they started meeting on Sunday mornings. It wasn’t just which day of the week was
the right day in some people’s minds but which part of which day. The Bible teaches that it doesn’t matter; and
when things don’t matter we shouldn’t make them matter. But we often do when we
think it’s about us.
Initially the order of worship included scripture reading, singing,
prayer and communion. But they didn’t actually sing. They chanted in a style known as “plain song.” Eventually plain
song chanting evolved into Ambrosian
chanting (named for St.
Ambrose [4th century] who suggested applying a systematic set of
rules to plain song chanting to help maintain proper decorum, and further into Gregorian chanting, named for Pope
Gregory the Great [6th century]).
Then someone came along and said, Hey,
let’s try this. The Greeks have a cool way of chanting. They call it Greek
meter. People really like it. We should use it in our worship. But
Greek meter wasn’t the same as chanting…
God doesn’t like Greek
meter!
Oh yes he does!
And the fight was on. And that was just the beginning. By the end of
the fourth century Greek meter was the accepted method of singing in the
church. Then someone came along and said;
Greek meter’s okay, but the music of the street is Roman marching songs. We ought to sing like that. Can you guess what happened?
No way! Someone argued. God’s not into Roman marching songs! God’s into Greek meter!
Who says God’s not into to Roman marching songs? Greek
meter’s boring. More fighting…
Next, someone had the idea that the church should learn how to use
melody and harmony in their singing and use instruments to accompany the
vocals. Predictably, many others objected.
And the young church who had so much going for them turned on each other and starting fighting about worship—and we haven’t stopped since. It happens every time we forget that it’s not about us.
The musicians weren’t the only ones to make that mistake. Take a leap through time to the eighteenth century. For the first time in years there was enthusiasm and excitement and life in the worship services of some churches. But the fellows that were largely responsible for it, the Wesley brothers, John and Charles, soon found themselves holding worship services outside, instead of inside church buildings—not because they preferred open fields but because the people in the churches wouldn’t let these loose cannons inside their buildings.
In our own country, from 1732 to 1744,
Jonathan Edwards and his British sidekick, George Whitfield, were experiencing
the same kind of new working of God in the New England states. You’d think the
churches up there would have gotten involved—you’d be wrong. Instead, lots of the New England churches turned
into cold, lifeless reminders of what happens when we forget that it’s not
about us.
A century later, Robert Raikes, a Londoner, noticed tons of little street kids who didn’t have anyone to love them, care for them or teach them anything. So he came up with an idea to educate these children and at the same time teach them about Christ called Sunday School. Wonderful! Really? There were churches all over, including most evangelical churches in the US, who opposed it with every fiber of their being. It’s the weird kind of thing that can happen when we think it’s about us.
I’m convinced there’s a movement of God taking place today, but it’s
not about us. It’s very different from anything that most of us who have a
church background have ever had much to do with. It’s why we choose to approach
ministry so very differently than many of us have known before.
There’s an entire generation of people who, because of what they’ve had
to endure within their own families, because of the moral decline and
malfeasance of so many elected officials, and because of the hypocrisy,
corruption and exploitation from the spiritual sector, have no confidence in
anything institutional—including the church—perhaps more so.
The church has assured them with newspaper adds and mail outs that we have answers for them. But when they’ve turned to the church we’ve been too often too busy with things that are about us to notice them. In turn more people than every before have decided the church doesn’t have any answers for them. According to Dr. Robert Anderson of The Antioch Affection more than 50,000 people attend church every weekend, turn away in disgust, then walk away never to return.
Hey guys…it’s
not about us. It’s about God. It’s about us becoming and being the people he
wants us to be, so he can use us to do what he wants to do.
(Ed Saucier)
Posted by Ed Saucier on Tuesday, May 05, 2009 at 12:13 AM in Devotions | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)
Whats your Title?
Posted by Mark Kincannon on Monday, May 04, 2009 at 01:00 AM in Devotions | Permalink | Comments (1) | TrackBack (0)
Worship this past Sunday was a different experience for me, and I had a blast. Let me take just a few minutes here to explain...
Posted by Ed Saucier on Thursday, April 30, 2009 at 12:30 AM in Devotions | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)
"Unless I see in his hands the mark of the nails, and place my finger into the mark of the nails, and place my hand into his side, I will never believe." (John 20.25)
These words of Thomas seem to be a passionate, heart-felt line in the sand between belief and unbelief. Itwas a strict description of what it would take for him to firmly believe. As wrong as it was, there is something comforting in someone being so honest about their unbelief and what it would take for him to believe. Most people in our culture would not be nearly that honest, instead they would hedge the appearance of belief while living in unbelief.
So what is your line? What prevents you from truly buying into everything that Jesus said? Do you need a physical manifestation? Would it take a specific miracle? Do you need one situation taken care of?
What strikes me about this story is that Thomas didn't really know his own line of belief. A forgotten aspect of this story is that Thomas never touched Jesus. At least there is nothing in the text that says he touched him. So Thomas said, "I won't believe until I touch." Then Jesus showed up and Thomas believed.
The fact is, we only have one line when it comes to faith. Claim that it is whatever you think that it is, but the line is hearing Jesus. When the ear of our heart hears the voice of Jesus, we will believe. As long as our ears don't hear, we will waffle in unbelief.
So have you heard him? Have you experienced him speaking to you? If you have, you believe.
(Kevin Thompson)
Posted by Mark Kincannon on Wednesday, April 29, 2009 at 12:00 AM in Devotions | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)
Psalm 90:12- "So teach us to number our days that we may gain a heart of wisdom."
Posted by Mark Kincannon on Thursday, April 23, 2009 at 12:21 AM in Devotions | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)
Today I am speaking at the funeral of a 41 year old church member who died of cancer. At every funeral two crowds gather--the family/close friends and everyone else. To the family we try to speak words of comfort and to everyone else words of challenge. Here are my basic thoughts to the everyone else.
There are two natural human responses to the fact that we all will die--despair and denial. At moments the thought of our own mortality strikes us so strong that we despair over the thought that our lives are finite. Yet most of the time we simply live in denial. We leave things unsaid or undone. We leave relationships fractured. We live with a reckless abandonment as if nothing will ever touch us.
The Bible offers a third option to the fact that we all will die. In Psalm 90.12, Moses prays "So teach us to number our days that we may gain a heart of wisdom." This is neither denial nor despair. This is accepting the sober reality with optimism and eyes of faith. If we learn to number our days we will know that our time on this earth is limited. We will be reminded that opportunities may just come once, but surely will not be open-ended. By numbering our days we will give them a value and meaning reminding ourselves that each day is a gift.
Those things that go unnumbered either have little meaning or a limitless quantity. Neither can be said of the days we are given to live. They have great meaning and they are far too few. So we need God to teach us to number each one and in so doing we will gain a heart that thinks like His--wisely.
(Kevin Thompson)
Posted by Mark Kincannon on Wednesday, April 22, 2009 at 12:00 AM in Devotions | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)
"But the Helper, the Holy Spirit, whom the Father will send in my name, he will teach you all things and bring to your remembrance all that I have said to you." (John 14.26)
I heard an old preacher tell the story of a well respected bank President training a new associate. The President was well-known for his wisdom so the young associate ask the old President, "how did you become so wise."
The President didn't hesitate when he said, "I made good choices."
The associate asked, "how did you learn to make good choices?"
The President responded, "I learned from my bad choices."
The nature of humanity says that we will all make bad choices--its our genetic condition. What separates humanity is that some of us have the ability to learn from our bad choices while others of us simply repeat them.
In every situation, the Holy Spirit is at work in the lives of believers teaching us. He instructs us in the things of Christ assisting us to understand our current circumstances in light of who God is. The question is are we teachable and are we listening.
How tragic it would be to come to the realization that we are repeating mistakes all because we are not learning from those mistakes. Yet mistakes are guaranteed, the lesson from them is what is uncertain.
The Spirit desires to teach you and one of the greatest tools at his disposal is our own mistakes. Are you learning?
What's the greatest lesson you have ever learned from a mistake?
(Kevin Thompson)
Posted by Mark Kincannon on Thursday, April 16, 2009 at 12:00 AM in Devotions | Permalink | Comments (1) | TrackBack (0)
In spite of all that had been done to him you can’t get past the feeling that he was in charge all along. He was calling the shots, and he had one more left that no one, literally, would believe—the centerpiece of everything—the resurrection.
“No matter how many times I have lived through his crucifixion, my anxiety about his resurrection is undiminished… Anyone can be sentimental about the Nativity; any fool can feel like a Christian at Christmas. But Easter is the main event; if you don’t believe in the resurrection, you’re not a believer.” (John Irving, A Prayer for Owen Meany)
Some say the disciples just made it all up to jump-start their own religion. But they were the most suspicious of all when they were told he was alive, especially Thomas. It would have been easier, and more natural, to honor a dead Jesus than to have insisted that he was alive—but that was a choice they no longer had.
“The resurrection is not a belief that grew up within the church; it is the belief around which the church itself grew up.” (C.H. Dodd)
As for the conspiracy theory,
that falls apart real fast too. They weren’t telling people that Jesus was
alive—just the opposite. They were hiding out in clandestine locations behind
locked doors, afraid that they would be next to die. They were even too afraid
to bury the dead body of Jesus, a chore they conveniently left to the ladies. These
men were incapable
of faking the resurrection of Jesus and incompetent to concoct a cover-up.
If the disciples were trying for a cover-up they goofed big time. In ancient Palestine a Jewish court wouldn’t let a woman testify in court much less accept it as evidence. If the disciples had made this up, surely they’d have taken that fact into account and wouldn’t have named women as corroborators. They’d have chosen a man. And they wouldn’t have told everyone that Mary Magdalene thought he was a gardener when she first saw him. The only conspiracy was the one the soldiers were putting together to explain why the tomb they were guarding was empty.
Back in Jerusalem Peter and John have seen the empty tomb and they tell the rest what they now believe; Jesus is out there somewhere, and he’s alive…when, suddenly, without warning or fanfare, he’s right there among them; no ghost, no dream, but a real, flesh and blood man with scars in his hands, feet and side.
He spent forty days with those eyewitnesses… He had about six weeks to establish his identity for all eternity. The church would stand or fall based on how persuasive those eyewitnesses would become. It’s my opinion that he pulled it off.
His resurrection made his identity so obvious that no disciple would ever deny him again, and none did. From that point on those men became his fearless followers.
His resurrection forever removed the choice of believing or disbelieving. They knew what
happened. They were there. They could no more disbelieve in his resurrection
than they could deny the sun’s rising each morning. They’d seen it—to a man
they died defending it. People don’t die for a lies when they know they’re
lies. It is my most profound reason for believing their story—they proved the
veracity of their testimony by signing it in their own blood.
(Ed Saucier)
Posted by Ed Saucier on Monday, April 13, 2009 at 11:17 PM in Devotions | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)
An instrument of death has become a symbol
of life. The tool of torture has become
a good luck charm worn around the neck and an image carved into stain
glass. The ugly cross has become a
beautiful reminder of the life of Christ.
And rightly so. However, the
cross is still humanity’s darkest hour.
Lost amidst the glory of the resurrection
and the hope of the Revelation, it is easy to forget the actions of average
humans which led to the death of the ultimate man.
Peter preached to the people at Pentecost
that God had given them a gift. This
gift was confirmed by miracles. Christ
was given by the foreknowledge of God.
He was provided by a loving God seeking the best for his creation. Yet God’s gift, his own son, was murdered by
blood thirsty humans.
Peter desired to remind the people that
their actions had led to Christ’s death.
We need to be reminded of the same.
We see the cross and see life, but when we look at the cross, we should
also see our great shame.
My sin is best exemplified by Christ’s
suffering on the cross. In desperate
need of God, humanity sacrifices God’s very gift. The sins of this tragedy do not lie solely in
the soldiers who executed him, nor in the judges that sentenced him. The blood lies on the hands of all
humanity. We have no greater shame than
the cross.
And yet in a way which only God can accomplish, he takes our greatest shame and makes it his greatest glory. Despite our actions, Jesus was raised from the dead to accomplish God’s eternal purpose. Our sin was taken away by God’s own love. See the cross. Understand its beauty. Experience its greatness. Endure its reality. But never forget its shame. For it is only in the shame of the cross that we remember God’s most amazing action.
(Kevin Thompson)
Posted by Mark Kincannon on Friday, April 10, 2009 at 12:00 AM in Devotions | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)
"And whoever does not take his cross and follow me is not worthy of me." Matthew 10:38
A person being crucified has little choice. Try as they may to be a leader, the must simply be led. They do not choose when they will die. They have no choice of how to hang, facing the sun or not. They have little say in the decision making process of where the nails will be placed, at what angle, with what force. A person being crucified can only submit to those who are doing the crucifying.
While our penalty has been paid Jesus
reminds us that we must take up our cross and follow him. That call is for consistent and daily
crucifixion. It is a call for consistent
and daily actions of submitting to the one’s crucifying us. Try as we may to lead, we must simply be led.
There is a major difference in the
crucifixion of Jesus and our daily crucifixion.
Jesus was crucified by ravaged murders with the hope of putting an end
to his faith. We crucify ourselves with
the aid of the Holy Spirit and with the hope of deepening our faith. Criminals led Christ, but Christ leads us.
While this is comforting in thought it is
not easy in practice. We like being the
leaders, making the decisions, calling the shots. We lead mainly by our own desire. We do what we want and then call it the best
decision for the group.
Being led is far more difficult than
leading. Decisions are made that we
disagree with. We are led to places we
otherwise would not go. Trite actions are
required which are below us. Demanding
actions are required which are above us.
Being led takes trust. Trust is
something that is often at low supply.
When we
look at the cross, it becomes clear that Jesus demands we daily die in a way
similar to his death. It is not an easy
road, but it is far less expensive than going our own way. Follow the leader. He has our best interest in mind. He will not take us where we do not need to
go. He will take us farther than we
could ever go alone.
(Kevin Thompson)
Posted by Mark Kincannon on Wednesday, April 08, 2009 at 12:00 AM in Devotions | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)
Yesterday we celebrated the body of Christ through communion. It's always a wonderful occasion. But there's one part that sometimes gets a little confusing. It's the part where Paul tells us to be sure that we don't take part in the Lord's Supper in an unworthy manner... I'm convinced that we wouldn't dream of doing so, if we just knew what it meant. Maybe I can help...
“Religion” can trace its roots directly back to The tower of Babel. The descendants of Ham, one of Noah’s three sons, built a tower designed to “reach into heaven” (Gen. 10:9-10, 11:4). Their leader was Nimrod, a great-grandson of Noah. God confused their languages, and as a result, they were scattered “abroad over the earth” (Gen. 11:7-8), where they formed settlements, and where they would plant and cultivate the dark seeds of “religion.”
Nimrod’s wife, Semiramis I, is thought to have been the first high priestess of the “Babylonian religion.” Following the fracturing of their solidarity at the tower of Babel those who scattered and settled in other places began to idolize and deify her. Under various names she became their goddess and the object of their worship:
· In Syria she was known as Ishtar:
· In Phonecia, Astarte:
· In Egypt she was Isis:
· In Greece, Aphrodite:
· In Rome her name was Venus.
Semiramis
gave birth to a son. According to
legend, he was conceived by a sunbeam, and became known by various names:
· The cult of Ishtar referred to him as Tammuz:
· The Phonecians called him Baal:
· The Egyptians called him Osiris:
· The Greeks, Eros:
· In Rome he was known as Cupid.
Have you ever heard of Lent? It may interest you to know that the celebration of Lent has no biblical basis. It’s origin is traceable to the legendary forty days of mourning by Semiramis for her slain son Tammuz who, supposedly, was killed by a wild boar and who, again supposedly, following forty days of mourning by his mother, Semiramis, was raised from the dead (cf. Ezk. 8:12-16).
In each case the religions spawned from Nimrod’s tower fiasco degenerated into extremely base, sensual and dramatic cults. It was from within the context of that cultic background that the church in Corinth was birthed. People from various backgrounds walked into the church and brought with them all of their prejudices, pagan philosophies, cultist doctrines, rules for worship, and their attachment to sensual and sensational ritual. The church at Corinth was filled with priests, priestesses, religious prostitutes, fortunetellers, diviners, soothsayers, clairvoyants, psychics and other such remnants from the mystery religions of the East—all claiming to represent a particular god or goddess. Each of these groups determined to prove their claims and venerate their particular god or goddess through the possession of and demonstration of supernatural powers—which they theatrically displayed in the church, sometimes all at the same time—in the form of what they called "spiritual gifts." Some of them were so tied to the past and so deeply entrenched in their paganism that they were “prophesying” that “Jesus was accursed” (1 Cor. 12:3).
The strange Christian church in Corinth taught--among other strange things--baptismal regeneration, the Hindu practice of yoga, as well as transcendental meditation, the practices of Ecstasy (supernatural, sensual communion with a deity where the practitioner and the deity become one), and Enthusiasm (mystical experiences involving mantic formulas, divination, revelatory dreams and visions), and many other bizarre rites common both to ancient cults as well as current New Age religions.
With that background information 1 Corinthians 12:1-7 is understandable.1 Corinthians was a letter of correction and instruction—and it needed to be. Their church had become well known in the community—but for all the wrong reasons:
Their elevated view of themselves, resulted in a low view of other church members, and the arrogance of a significant number of influential people had served to incapacitate the entire ministry of the church.
The heart of the Corinthian problems centered around the attitudes and actions of this “elitist” group—who referred to themselves as “spiritual persons,” (pneumatikoi). But in 1 Cor. 3:1 the Bible indicates that they were not “pneumatikoi” in any correct sense of the word. Though they enjoyed thinking of themselves as spiritual, their behavior proved otherwise. They had a horribly distorted image of what it meant to be a spiritual person. Nowhere was this distortion more pronounced than in the area of “spiritual gifts.” They claimed these eye-catching and flamboyant kinds of things were proof of their advanced spirituality:
They believed that their “spiritual gifts” offered sure proof that they were spiritually superior to others. They were wrong, not about the facts only, but about even thinking or considering that within the body of Christ any are superior or inferior to any others.
Here's the point... If any person, for any reason, believes that he/she is superior to anyone else, that person is guilty of "sinning against the body and blood of our Lord," and failing to "recognize the body of Christ" (1 Cor. 11:27-29).
As weird and warped as the Corinthian theology was, our own can be just as distorted even if we don't share any of the particularly weird and warped theological nuances that plagued the church in Corinth. To recognize one's place and to accept and attend one's own responsibility within the body of Christ with humility and fervor is required of all who claim membership within his body. To do otherwise is to regard his body and blood in an unworthy manner, and is as aberrant to our faith as the cult began by Nimrod and perpetuated by the mystery religions of Corinth.
The immense privilege of belonging to his body is matched by the equally intense responsibility of belonging to his body.
(Ed Saucier)
Posted by Ed Saucier on Monday, April 06, 2009 at 11:26 PM in Devotions | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)
The
old proverb says, “The ground at the foot of the cross is level.” This statement reminds us that all of
humanity stands equally before God.
While we judge others based on their appearance, income, race, gender,
background, employment, and other criteria, we all approach the cross the same
way.
This idea is appealing for a few, but it is
a turn-off for many. We like a leg-up on
the competition. We like advantage. We like perks. The line is long, but we get to go to the
front. No other candidates get to
interview because we got the job through inside contacts. The check comes but no cash is required,
because the manager took care of it.
We live in a world of inequality. When the scales are tilted against us, we
either cry out at the injustice, or we avoid the situation. When the scales are titled in our favor, we
simply enjoy the benefits. The first is
unfair; the second seems just. We all
deserve a kickback every now and then.
This inequality gives an eerie feeling
concerning the cross. We are expected to
involve ourselves in a situation in which we are no better (or worse) than
everyone else involved. Our first
thought is suspicion. We don’t buy
retail, and we don’t get involved unless we are guaranteed advantage. Yet no advantage is offered.
We are offered an invitation to the cross,
but it is the same invitation that everyone gets. It is an invitation to come and lay our lives
down in the same way that Christ has.
Christ may have died in our place, but that does not remove our burden
to die.
The invitation is the same and the expectation is as well. The cross can only be experienced when we ourselves lay down our lives. No extra perks, no kickbacks, no skipping to the head of the line. The ground at the cross is level.
(Kevin Thompson)
Posted by Mark Kincannon on Monday, April 06, 2009 at 08:46 AM in Devotions | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)
It’s rare for a week to pass that I don’t get involved in a conversation that goes something like this: “But Jesus said, ‘Ask and it shall be given, seek and you shall find, knock and the door shall be open?’ Didn’t he say that?”
Yes. I reply. Jesus said that…and I can even tell you where it’s recorded (Matthew 7:7; Luke 11:9). I’m fairly confident where conversations like this are usually headed and sometimes I jump right in and ask: “What have you been praying for that you’re not getting?” And they tell me. It’s been the open door for a lot of people to really pour out their heart. I’m keyed in to this sort of thing because I identify with their confusion and frustration easily.
I couldn’t begin to count how many times this sort of thing happens—and sometimes it’s agonizing. There is deep mystery surrounding our practice and understanding of prayer. If you’ve been praying and nothing seems to be happening, maybe it will help if you think about what’s happening, or not happening, in relation to these thoughts…
If The Request Is Wrong, God’s Going To Say, “No.”
Because of God’s omniscience and because of his great care for you, if the request is wrong, God will say, “No.”
If The Timing Is Wrong, God will Say, “Slow.”
The little kid in us still hates hearing the words, “Not yet,” even when they come from God. The child inside wants God to meet every need, to grant every request, to move every mountain…NOW!!!
You’ll never intimidate God… God is no more intimidated by your childish fixation on instant gratification than wise parents are. Kick and scream till you’re blue in the face if you want to, but “Not yet” is still his answer. And he won’t budge.
You’ll never manipulate God… It’s a mistake to believe that you know, better than God does, when a prayer request should be granted. You think you know as much as your Creator, but you don’t…not even close. He’ll do what’s best, but only when the time is perfect…
Sometimes the thing we’re asking for is good and proper and right…but, for reasons known only to God, it’s not the right time for him to give it to us, and his “Not yet,” is part of his careful orchestration of something far greater than we asked for.
If You Are Wrong, God Will Say, “Grow.”
It’s a lot easier to point the finger at God for not answering prayer than it is to look in the mirror and to say, “Maybe I’m the problem.” If I’m leading a life of disobedience to God, he’s not likely to answer any of my prayers…for a lot of reasons. Primary among them is this; if I’m ignoring him it’s a better than even bet that what I’m praying for is way off base… Maybe God’s refusal is his way of saying…
I already mentioned that I’ve talked with lots of people about the mystery and the agony of unanswered prayer…strange that only a small handful ever seem willing to say, “Ed, you might be on to something…maybe I am the problem here.” It’s almost always, “Tell me why God isn’t helping me.” It’s just human nature. I’m not trying to burden you with guilt. It’s just easier to point your finger at God than it is to look in the mirror and say, “Maybe it’s me.”
When It’s All
Right, God Will Say, “Let’s Go!”
I’ll bet all of us underestimate how badly God wants to move immovable mountains that stand in our path and answer our prayers. Still, If the request is wrong, God will say “No.” If the timing is wrong, he’ll say “Slow.” If you are wrong, he will say “Grow.”
But when all of those get lined up, as it fits into the plans that he has for you and for this world, you’ll be amazed at how often God will say, “Let’s go,” because you matter to him and it’s in his heart to meet your needs and grant your requests.
(Ed Saucier)
Posted by Ed Saucier on Wednesday, April 01, 2009 at 11:14 PM in Devotions | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)
"But as for you, O man of God, flee these things. Pursue righteousness, godliness, faith, love, steadfastness, gentleness." (1 Timothy 6.11)
A few years ago I was mowing my yard in the late fall when I came across a couple snakes. They were young and small so I played with them a bit. Even though I hate snakes, there was no fear on my part because nothing that small could do that much damage. The winter went by and I never considered those snakes again. Early the next spring when it was well past time to mow, I was mowing when I came to my snake spot and it suddenly hit me--those snakes are probably much larger now. Suddenly all I could think about were snakes. I considered how far they could strike and how much danger I must be in. After pushing the pedal to the plastic underbelly (my mower is too cheap to have metal), the thought hit me--"the snake you play with today, plays with you tomorrow."
This was my thought on sin. It starts small. It starts as a game that can't do much harm but it takes us from the boring life we are in. Yet over time that small sin grows and long before we ever realize it, we lose control. The sin begins to play with us. It can make us do whatever it wishes. We don't control it, it controls us.
The Bible says that sin is nothing to play with, it is something to flee from. We must flee while we have a chance for if we play with a sin long enough a time will come where we will lose our ability to control it and it will control us.
It can be fun to play with a snake for a moment, but it is no fun to have that snake play with you. The only solution is to flee at first sight.
Have you ever been controlled by something that you once controlled?
(Kevin Thompson)
Posted by Mark Kincannon on Wednesday, April 01, 2009 at 12:00 AM in Devotions | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)
The following question was emailed in regarding our sermon series Shout or Silent.
Q: Concerning sermon #5 (sex is more than a moment: marriage, divorce, adultery, remarriage, and homosexuality), how does one deal with these issues without sounding condemning or even without adding to the hate that is already out there?
A: I think the only possible way for us to accomplish this task is to approach these issues with a proper view of God and humanity. Hate is most often born out of a confusion about who we are and who God is. The only thing that makes hate possible for those that struggle with other sins is to forget or minimize my own sin. We we remember God's holiness we are then reminded of our own imperfections. Seeing those imperfections makes it impossible to feel judgment or hatred for someone else who has their own imperfections. And imperfections is the wrong word--it lacks power or honesty. Sinfulness has become a churchy word. What about hideousness? Isn't that how we see the sins of others? We have imperfections, but others are hideous. How else can we explain someone listening to a sermon and while the preacher is talking about the sins of another, they can whisper, "it's gross; its an abomination." I'll bet they didn't repent of their sin with those terms. They probably said, "Well, God I sort of messed up. I'm not perfect." Yet the sin of another is an abomination, a hideous sight. Only when we view our own sin with that same lens are we then able to honestly and compassionately approach the topics which we have recently covered. It is why that sermon began with Romans 3.23 "For all have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God." All of us have sexually sinned. Once we admit that, feel that, and recognize our own hideous nature, can we then properly approach the words of Jesus in the way that we did. It is tempting to ignore tough sermons or to edit the Bible to our own liking. Yet honesty to the text demands that we preach the whole Bible, but honesty to God and ourselves demands that we do so while admitting our own failures for every command. I am a sinner that speaks to other sinners guiding them to the same Source of salvation that rescued me and called me his own. It would take a total lack of compassion for me to remain silent--the same lack of compassion that causes others to shout in hate.
(Kevin Thompson)
Posted by Kevin Thompson on Tuesday, February 24, 2009 at 12:00 AM in Devotions | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)
Solomon wrote three
books that are recorded in the Bible: The Song of Solomon is a book that
sizzles with the language of love and the chemistry of romance as a young man
remembers his first love. The book of Proverbs is a collection of wise sayings
written from the vantage point of a successful, middle-aged man who had lived
long enough, and looked around enough, to know some things that were worth
passing along to whomever might care to take the time to read them. Then he
wrote the book of Ecclesiastes—his autobiography—and it’s not a pretty sight.
Not
only is Ecclesiastes not a pretty sight, it’s the ugly story of a incredibly
gifted man who’d been chosen by God to be king, but who became a cynic and
spent the most of his adult life plastered—or “chasing the wind” as he refers
to it. He’s honest—painfully so—with us as he tells his story, exposing his
passions and pursuits: sex, money, power and fame; then admitting to us his
feelings of comprehensive failure as a man as, one by one, all his exclamation
points became question marks.
He
lived his life in the fast lane, one of the wealthiest and most brilliant
people who ever lived (Ecclesiastes 2:8-10). When he comes to the end of his
life he asks: “So what? What’s next? Somebody tell me because I don’t know!
I’ve tried it all and I don’t know!
I don’t have a clue! It’s just one big zero—a waste of time and energy!”
Who
can blame him for asking? There’s got to be a better way to make our way
through life. There has to be a way:
· To avoid squandering our years;
· To avoid such crippling regret at the end;
· To avoid the loss of our chance to make a real
difference;
· To avoid losing life in the living of it;
· There has to be a way to avoid wasting a lifetime…
Ever
used a treadmill? How about an exercise bicycle? Let’s not forget the
stair-stepper. I’ve used ‘em all
at one time or another… You know what they’ve all got in common? You don’t get
anywhere on ‘em. Ever! Run, pedal or climb all you want—and you’ll be right where
you started when it’s all over. In fact, going nowhere is part of their design.
The whole idea is that you can pour out your heart and soul on these things for
as long as you can stand it while you don’t go anywhere!
It comes to mind that life can be a lot like exercise equipment—going nowhere fast. From what I can gather a lot of us are fed up with it. And we’re beginning to wonder if maybe there’s something more, something better, something grander.
In Phillip L. Berman’s, The Search for Meaning, American’s Talk About What They Believe and Why, he tells the story of Alexander Curry, a thirty-something Wall Street trader, whose six-figure income gave him most of the stuff that most of us think dreams are made of. By age 30, he was financially secure for life, and wanted to quit—but for some reason he hasn’t—and he wonders why:
“I’ve always felt that there was something that I could do and feel I was doing something of real tangible benefit. Trading, arbitraging future markets, does not have any real tangible benefit, in my opinion. I mean, it serves a purpose for the economy, but I don’t think of myself as really doing a hell of a lot for society. I’m really doing more for myself. I would have to say that I feel that there is a lack of purpose in my being. I don’t understand why I’m here. I don’t really try to understand why I’m here because I think it would probably be futile. It does provide a real hole in my existence.” (Ballentine Books, 1990, p. 27).
Is
there a legitimate and attainable alternative to the “sunrise, sunset”
mentality that had become so meaningless and dull to Solomon, and maybe to lots
of us as well? Absolutely.
If
you’re ready to get off the treadmill it’s decision time. Your decision, and
mine, will need to come in the form of commitment to something grander and
nobler than maybe we’ve really considered before. Solomon eventually recognized
it, so we might as well take his word for it and save ourselves the misery:
“The conclusion, when all has been heard, is: fear God and keep his commandments...” (Ecclesiastes 12:13a)
In the New Testament a guy named Paul, who’d been everywhere, done everything and seen it all, made a similar discovery:
“I count all things to be loss in view of the surpassing value of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord, for whom I have suffered the loss of all things, and count them but rubbish in order that I may gain Christ.” (Philippians 3:8 NASB)
And just because I like the way he says it, let me throw in this last one written hundreds of years ago by St. Augustine.
“He
who has God has everything. He who does not have God has nothing. He who has
God and everything has no more that he who has God alone.”
God
has this whole thing rigged. It’s a setup. God has so designed us that we can
only find what we’re really searching for when we find him. Happy New Year!
(Ed Saucier)
Posted by Ed Saucier on Wednesday, December 31, 2008 at 12:26 AM in Devotions | Permalink | Comments (1) | TrackBack (0)
As a children's pastor, I am always looking for ways to simplify things and say things in a way that kids understand. I think that as adults we sometimes make things too complicated, forgetting the concrete words of Scripture. Though by no means am I saying that following Christ is easy; just look at Old and New Testament characters as they did their best to obey and bring glory to God, yet sometimes fell short.
So in children's ministry, we take a Scripture and break it down so that kids can understand what it means and how important that Scripture is in their lives. One of my favorites is the first and greatest commandment, as well as the second greatest commandment out of Matthew 22:37-39: "Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind. This is the first and greatest commandment. And the second is like it: 'Love your neighbor as yourself.' "
Jesus says to love God first, put others second, and put ourselves third. Children start to get it when told that they should have a "me third" attitude. Unfortunately, I think we often get them out of order. I know that I do.
Just think about how much better the world would be if we all lived by two words: me third. With God first, others second, and me third, it doesn't get much more concrete than that. Let's commit together to do just that.
(Matt Whitson)
Posted by Mark Kincannon on Wednesday, December 24, 2008 at 02:42 AM in Children and Students, Devotions | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)
The heart…what an interesting organ. We, literally, could not live without it. We can do without a kidney, a lung, part of our liver, part of our brain, but our heart… Now, I know that they make artificial hearts but that doesn’t fit with where I am going… or maybe it does. So… I guess we can say that the heart is important.
Writers have connected the importance of the heart metaphorically in the words they pen. Shakespeare writes, “A good heart is the sun and moon, or, rather, the sun, and not the moon; for it shines bright and never changes, but keeps its course truly…”. We as people have long connected the heart with the who we are. The “heart” contains our inner most being. It is said that the “heart compels us in ways that our mind does not understand.”
Long have we connected the heart with love… so we say “ I love you with all my heart.” Yet, when our heart is broken we can echo the words of the famous theologian Bon Jovi and cry out, “shot through the heart and your to blame, baby, you give love a bad name.”
When Rocky fought, he fought with a lot of “heart”. People who are kind to others are said to have a “huge” heart. When they are not they, are a “face without a heart” or “cold hearted”.
One
statement about the heart continues to change who I am. “Where your treasure is, there your heart will
be also.” Jesus talks about this in his
sermon on the mount in Matthew. Jesus
expands on this concept of the heart as he responds to an attack from the
Pharisees. He says that “these people
honor me with their lips, but their hearts are far from me. They worship me in
vain.” Finally he says that “the things that come out of
the mouth come from the heart, and these make a man 'unclean.' For out of the heart come evil thoughts,
murder, adultery, sexual immorality, theft, false testimony, slander.”
Our “heart” is important. Our heart “influences” who we are. The writer of Proverbs 4 says for us to
“guard our hearts, above all else, for it is the wellspring of life.”
The
image is a like a castle wall surrounding our hearts, our wells. This is the water that nourishes us and the
water that we can give to others.
Let us not worship Him in vain. Let our hearts be near to Him. Let us have hearts that are filled with His
desires. May our “hearts” determine our
actions and our minds give reason to be continually faithful. May God give us more and more grace and peace
as we continue to grow in the knowledge of Jesus our Savior.
(Donnie Todd)
Posted by Mark Kincannon on Friday, December 19, 2008 at 12:41 AM in Devotions | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)
Mark 1.7 "And he (John the Baptist) preached, saying, 'After me comes he who is mightier than I...'"
What is your concept of mighty? If you had to describe it, which would be your metaphor?
A powerful warrior or an infant?
A governor or a prisoner?
A ruling aristocrat or a dying convict?
When John the Baptist calls Jesus mighty it probably wasn't that shocking to the first century Jew who expected a Messiah to come and overthrow the Roman government setting up a powerful earthly kingdom. Little did they know that this Mighty One of which John spoke would spend more time playing with children than overthrowing governments. He would dine with the outcasts, befriend some fishermen, and die the death of a common criminal. The first century Jew would describe Jesus in a lot of ways, but mighty would not be one of them.
Yet the way of Jesus casts a new light on how a superior power expresses itself. Jesus was mighty, but that might wasn't used for his own self-preservation. He was powerful, but that power didn't overwhelm. He was almighty, but that almighty-ness was born as an infant--helpless, dependent, and humble.
I like hearing about the power of God. I like to think of Jesus as "mightier than I." I even like to think that God's power is at work in me through the Holy Spirit. What troubles me is to think of how that power is to be expressed--not in overwhelming displays of strength, but in humbling ways of service. The superior power of God at work in our lives allows us to endure humiliation that others could not stand, to quietly live when others would cry out, and to humbly accept what others would refuse.
Had Jesus come as a Warrior, my definition of mighty would not be changed. Since Jesus came as an infant, he gives us a new understanding of what true power is. Jesus truly is "mightier than I."
If God's might was displayed in an infant, how will his might be displayed in you today?
(Kevin Thompson)
Posted by Kevin Thompson on Thursday, December 18, 2008 at 12:49 AM in Devotions | Permalink | Comments (1) | TrackBack (0)
With the holidays being here, it seems like we all do the same things. Maybe it's human nature, at least for most people. We reflect back on the past, concentrate on the here and now, then look towards the future, being thankful as we ponder all three.
I can remember getting a call during my freshman year in college that my dad had suddenly passed away in a water accident while looking for a place to duck hunt. The memory of that day will stay with me forever. I learned a lot as a 19-year-old: how to deal with grief, depend on family and friends, pray, etc...At 36 I look back on that day and know I learned that HE REIGNS!
I said "I do" to my beautiful wife on December 19th, 1998. We actually got married at Community Bible when we met in the mall. God has put a wonderful woman in my life to put up with a man like me (no comments please). We have had good and bad times, easy and hard times, sad and happy times in our ten years. One thing I have learned is that HE REIGNS!
I reflect on the birth of my first son, Will, born on Christmas day 2004. It was an unexpected arrival on Jesus' birthday, but something that was an incredible blessing to us as he still is today. Though there were 9 days of NICU with uncertainty, things turned out fine, and my soon-to-be four-year-old continues to bring joy to my heart. I learned something during those 9 days in the hospital with him and through Will's first four years...HE REIGNS!
I remember getting the call from our social worker on March 26, 2007. She informed us the expectant mother who had chosen us to adopt her baby was in labor. We packed up, went to the hospital, and brought our second son, Cy, home with us. Then we waited for the 10-day revocation period to pass. Two days after we arrived home, our social worker called to inform us that Cy's mom had decided to parent him. Though I had experienced tough things in my life before, nothing seemed to come close to that. We watched the social worker pull away from our house with the baby boy we had fallen deeply in love with. Though it was like having my heart torn out, that day I learned that HE REIGNS!
I remember receiving a call from our social worker six weeks later informing me that Cy's birth mother had tried to parent but couldn't make it work, and she had asked us to be his family. We brought him home again with joyful hearts. I know that during those days and the 20 months following...HE REIGNS!
Happy or sad, good or bad, easy or hard... we are all in this life together. Why the holidays make me reflect more, I don't know. What I do know is HE REIGNS! Thankfully.
Check out this song "You Reign"by MercyMe
Philippians 2:9-11
9So God lifted him up to the highest place.
He gave him the name that is above every name.
10 When the name of Jesus is spoken, everyone's knee will bow to worship him.
Every knee in heaven and on earth and under the earth will bow to worship him.
11 Everyone's mouth will say that Jesus Christ is Lord.
And God the Father will receive the glory.
(Matt Whitson)
Posted by Mark Kincannon on Monday, December 08, 2008 at 04:38 AM in Devotions, Holiday Thoughts | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)
This morning Mackenzie Rae Kincannon, the daughter of our Administrator Michelle and Small Group's Pastor Mark, was born. Everyone is doing well. If I'm counting right that is the 20th staff child born in the last seven years.
These twenty, and the one's that we have lost, are a constant reminder that church staff are ordinary people who struggle with life, faith, family, and everything in-between. I remember as a kid growing up in church I always assumed the pastor lived some exotic life of holiness that was other-wordly. I imagined him waking up to angels on Sunday morning, strolling into his office where he spent hours in prayer, before coming out and delivering the God-ordained sermon. Then I became a pastor where on the average Sunday morning I try to get out of the house without having my shirt stained with throw up, run into my office to change my fantasy football team, and then go out just hoping to remember my opening line to my sermon.
No matter how it appears there is nothing special about church staff. When we speak the great truths of Scripture it is just as difficult for us to apply them to our lives as anyone. When we talk about loving God and serving our families it is from the context of sleepless nights and crying babies. When we talk about the importance of prayer and Bible study we speak in the midst of schedules that barely allow time for dinner.
It's an exciting day around here. Number 20 comes with all the potential and possibility that any child can posses. Yet Mackenzie is also another reminder of what God has called us to do--to love Jesus in the midst of real life.
Posted by Kevin Thompson on Wednesday, December 03, 2008 at 09:27 AM in Devotions | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)
I don't know why, but the cold weather always turns me into a more contemplative person, and I find myself thinking about things that I probably wouldn't ordinarily think about and thinking differently than I do normally. I don't think that's a bad thing...just weird. So I thought about this, and I hope you will too.
Just
for today I will try to live
through this day only, and not tackle my whole life’s problems all at once.
Just
for today I will be happy; I won’t
just try…I’ll do it.
Just
for today I will try to strengthen
my mind. I will study. I will learn something useful.
Just
for today I will adjust myself to
what is, and not try to fit everything to my own desires.
Just
for today I will exercise my soul
in three ways:
I
will do somebody a good turn and not get found out.
I will do at least two things I don’t want to do—just for
exercise.
I will not show anyone that my feelings are hurt; they may be
hurt, but today I will not show it.
Just
for today I will be agreeable. I
will act courteously, criticize not one bit, and not try to improve anybody
except myself.
Just
for today I will have a plan to
save myself from two pests that plague me constantly. I may not follow it
exactly, but I will have it. The two pests are hurry and indecision.
Just
for today I will have a quiet half
hour with God. I will try to get a better perspective of my life.
Just
for today I will be unafraid.
Especially I will not be afraid to enjoy what is beautiful.
Just
for today I will…
Change has to start somewhere, right? If you're thinking about making some changes that might make life a little more manageable...why not go ahead and start today?
Posted by Ed Saucier on Tuesday, December 02, 2008 at 04:37 PM in Devotions | Permalink | Comments (1) | TrackBack (0)
Having the day off I attended the first service in Fort Smith and then wondered around the second. I was in the sound booth as Ed began speaking and I thought I would help our sound booth workers by counting those in attendance. We don't want to be numbers people, but at the same time it is good information to track in order to see if we need to add chairs, another service, etc. So as I was counting Ed was talking about David's sin of pride that occurred as David counted his army.
I've always been confused by this passage. God told David to count his army, David obeyed, and God called it sin. Clearly the counting was not the issue. Something happened internally as David counted. As I counted I think I have a possibility. Could it be that God told David to count in order for David to see all that he had been given, but David counted and considered all that he had acquired. It seems to me that their is a fine line between considering all that we have and all that we have been given. The count is the same, but the source is radically different.
As I counted people this morning, a pretty good attendance on a holiday weekend, I felt as though the text was reminding me--those numbers mean responsibility, not achievement. Each person is gift that God has entrusted to our church and not a person that we have acquired because of our skill.
It seems to me that David obeyed the command but might have missed the point. That action resulted in sin. So what are you counting? Are those numbers indicative of God's grace or your skill? Do the results remind you of responsibility or accomplishment?
(Kevin Thompson)
Posted by Kevin Thompson on Monday, December 01, 2008 at 12:44 AM in Devotions | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)
Is there such a thing as a random Biblical text? It sure feels like there is. John 3.16 is not random. I assume none of the New Testament would be random, yet there are sections of the Old Testament that seem on the verge of insignficant.
A few weeks ago the preaching team was deciding on a text for the two weeks surronding Thanksgiving. I had suggested a wonderful Psalm. Who wouldn't love to hear two sermons from a Psalm? Ed suggested 2 Samuel 23-24. I didn't even know 2 Samuel had 24 chapters. Much to my dismay, my co-workers preferred Ed's text. Easy for them to choose--they don't have to preach.
So Mike and Ed took chapter 24 for the week after Thanksgiving. Joel and I took 2 Samuel 23.9-17 for the week before Thanksgiving. I didn't understand the story. I didn't see the point. I didn't have a clue what to do. Worse than that, neither did Joel. So we studied, discussed, and studied some more. Slowly the cloud was lifted. We put the story in conext of the book and in the context of the whole Bible. We interpreted it backwards, beginning with Revelation and God's final story. Much faster than I imagined, the story came to life. Now a few months later it is a few days before Sunday and I can't wait to preach.
The Bible often works that way. What begins as a confusing, random text can quickly become a life changing agent if we will only give it the time and do the work it takes to understand it. Far too often we read a text one time and move on. This pattern robs the Bible of its depth and cheapens our conversation with God. Yet every time I take the time, do the work, prayefully study the text, and interact with other believers, the Bible comes alive.
Read 2 Samuel 23-24. Consider it in the context of everything that God has revealed about himself. Watch how God can make this text come alive.
What texts do you struggle do understand? Where do you turn when the Bible doesn't make sense?
(Kevin Thompson)
Posted by Kevin Thompson on Thursday, November 20, 2008 at 12:57 AM in Devotions | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)
I love Thanksgiving and Christmas. My wife, Michelle, loves them a lot more than I do. I mean a lot more. She is not normal. At our house, this means as soon as the Halloween candy is gone the Christmas stuff comes out. She is nine months pregnant and our tree is already out. Her love for the Holiday season (I only say Holiday because I'm including Thanksgiving) is one of my favorite things about her. Plus, I love to give her a hard time about it. She is psycho.
Posted by Mark Kincannon on Wednesday, November 19, 2008 at 12:50 AM in Devotions, Family, Holiday Thoughts | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)
Revisiting a familiar story this morning from 1 Kings 25 about Ahab and Jezebel put me in a thoughtful mode as I ponder the beginning 2008’s holiday season. Maybe you’ll find them worth considering too.
When Jezebel cast her bewitching spell on Ahab it was proof enough that foreign vixens have a way with weak-willed men—any way they want. So enchanted was Ahab by her seduction that he decreed Ba’alism, a vulgar system of pagan worship, to be the official religion for God’s people just to impress her…which it did. But it didn’t impress everyone. In particular, it didn’t impress God. He’s never impressed when people abuse whatever power they have and become corrupt, especially when those people are his people. Ahab wasn’t the first, or the last, leader to turn corrupt believing he could serve God and mammon…you can’t, you know.
Besides his arrogance, he was greedy—very greedy—which ultimately led to Ahab and Jezebel’s demise. The royal couple was rich and powerful. They already had more than anyone had a right to have, lived in palatial palaces, plural, and laid claim to owning the best of the best of everything that was to be had by anyone—but it wasn’t enough. Like most of us, they wanted more, and their lust for it enslaved them.
Before we too quickly dismiss the similarity, consider life in twenty-first century America. I hate to have to admit it, but the fact is I’m as guilty as the next guy of being starry-eyed about having all of these things I’ve been seeing in the catalogues that are flooding our mailbox these days. Well, not all of it; J. Jill and Pottery Barn don’t do much for me. But some of these others really catch my eye. Probably gets your attention too. It’s the kind of thing that gets to all of us—some more than others—but we’re all guilty I think.
To a point, and it’s kind of a fuzzy, hard to see point, wanting more is useful, because it helps us get out of bed and go to work. But when it crosses that fuzzy point, we can become just as corrupt and Ahab and Jezebel. And that’s dangerous for two reasons:
Maybe we could learn something about seeking happiness by limiting our desires, rather than attempting to satisfy them.
Lord, in our all too frequent quest for more we find that we are often
Too tired to take time to give you our thanks,
Too busy to bother with worshiping you as we live and work,
Too selfish to share our joy with the suffering and the sad,
Too hurt to forgive the one who forgot or caused the pain,
Too frightened to offer the stranger a friendly smile or word,
Too full of self to be faithful to you, who creates, fulfills, and loves us.
Despite the despair and depression we sometimes feel for not having all we want,
Regardless of doubt and disappointment in feeling that we might never have it,
We want to live only as you would desire for us. Amen
(Ed Saucier)
Posted by Ed Saucier on Tuesday, November 18, 2008 at 12:51 AM in Devotions, Holiday Thoughts | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)
Now that we have completed the Philippians sermon series we are going to spend the next two weeks in the book of 2 Samuel looking at events from David's life as we consider Thanksgiving. This week the focus will be on 2 Samuel 23.
Posted by Mike Crain on Monday, November 17, 2008 at 03:41 AM in Devotions | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)