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Avoid the Noise

Avoid the Noise

The door into my home office happens to be only about 25 feet from the living room television.  That may seem a fair distance away but is actually closer than you might think.  This, by the way, is the same television that is often being watched by someone.  And the same television where my sons play their friends or brothers in online Xbox competitions.  Perhaps you can imagine how boisterous that becomes at times.

Yes, I can shut the office door, and I sometimes did.  But even that didn’t block out all the distracting noise erupting from and in front of the tv.  Plus, there isn’t a heater vent in my office, so the room can grow rather chilly at times if the door is closed.  Another approach I’ve tried has been playing music off my iPod on my iPod player.  This helped, but also failed to fully resolve the dilemma. (Unless I cranked up the volume … which only compounded the problem.)

But finally I found a solution!  I ordered a pair of Bluetooth noise-cancelling headphones from Amazon, and – eureka! – problem solved!  I slip those babies on, and I hear nothing except the music of my choice floating softly into my ears.  (I also don’t hear when my wife tries to ask me something, but that’s another situation and story.)

I realize that some can function just fine with background noise, but most of us find it distracting.  Or at least somewhat distracting. Yet, aren’t our lives pinballing with distracting “noise?”

Our families, our relationships, our property, our jobs, our many responsibilities, our personal wellbeing and our hobbies all ratchet up the noise levels in our lives.  As do our bills, difficulties, challenges, frustrations and anxieties.  COVID has spawned a plethora of additional distractions.  Through it all, our heads and hearts “are on swivels” as our attention is constantly diverted, trying to take everything in.

Friends, this is how it often is for us, but this is not how it should be.  This is not God’s recipe for contentment.

So how do we put on our spiritual noise-cancelling headphones and cut out the distracting noise all around us?  As always, God’s Word provides insight.  The one-word summary is … focus; the two-part approach is … focus on God’s Word, and focus on God.

Want to mute out the distractions of your life?  Step one is dial in the sweet music of God’s Word.  The Lord encourages us to “pay attention to what I say; turn your ear to my words.  Do not let them out of your sight, keep them within your heart; for they are life to those who find them and health to one’s whole body” (Proverbs 4:20-22).  “Fix these words of mine in your hearts and minds” (Deuteronomy 11:18).

Step two is to lock our attention onto our God.  That’s kind of obvious, isn’t it?  But it’s easier said than done.  Yet that is Scripture’s encouragement to us; that’s the second part of the Lord’s noise cancelling solution.  

“Fix your thoughts on Jesus” (Hebrews 3:1).  “… Let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles. And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us, fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith.  For the joy set before him he endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.  Consider him who endured such opposition from sinners, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart” (Hebrews 12:1-3). 

And here’s some more noise cancelling words: “Lift up your eyes and look to the heavens: who created all these?  ‘To whom will you compare me?  Or who is my equal?’ says the Holy One.  Do you not know?  Have you not heard?  The LORD is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth.  He will not grow tired or weary, and his understanding no one can fathom.  He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak.  Those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint” (Isaiah 40:25-26, 28-29, 31).

As long as we sinful people live in this sinful world, we will be inundated with potential distractions.  But thanks be to God, he provides us with a wholesome and helpful solution to the racket of the world.  The more we focus on the Lord and his Word, the less distracted and dismayed we will be.

This was illustrated to us in dramatic fashion by our Savior himself on a visit with his dear friends, Mary and Martha:  (Luke 10:38-42)

“As Jesus and his disciples were on their way, he came to a village where a woman named Martha opened her home to him.  She had a sister called Mary, who sat at the Lord’s feet listening to what he said.”

“But Martha was distracted by all the preparations that had to be made.  She came to him and asked, ‘Lord, don’t you care that my sister has left me to do the work by myself?  Tell her to help me!’”

 ‘“Martha, Martha,” the Lord answered, “you are worried and upset about many things, but few things are needed—or indeed only one.  Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her.”’

Too often we are Marthas; Jesus encourages us to be Marys.  Block out the distractions and concentrate on what is truly important.  We will be the better for it!

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Always and Never

Always and Never

The times are certainly changing!  The fall season is upon us.  Vacations are over.  Children are back in school.  The days are shorter, the temps cooler, the rains have returned in Washington, and the leaves are turning.

Fall is certainly a season of dramatic change.  But then we’ve been enduring almost constant change for the past year-and-a-half!

When I was younger, I used to hope that there would be a time in my life when everything would be finally settled, and changes would be behind me.  The concept is appealing … but unrealistic.  There will never be a time when something in our lives isn’t changing.  If you’ve lived a bit, you know this to be true.

But there actually is something that never changes.  (And I’m not referring to death, jobs to do, or taxes!)  The one thing that never changes, that is always the same, is the Lord. 

The Bible informs us that “God, who is enthroned from of old, does not change” (Psalm 55:19).  Furthermore, “the [Heavenly] Father … does not change like shifting shadows” (James 1:17), and “Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever” (Hebrews 13:8). 

The fact that our God doesn’t change, and isn’t changing, and won’t change is incredibly comforting at a time of incredible change – whether that time of change is the fall season or a pandemic or something else altogether.  Though everything in our lives and in the world seems to be in continual flux, God is not! 

And since God is immutable (unchanging), then his “purpose” remains “unchanging” as well! (Hebrews 6:17).  In the same way, his promises won’t change either (Numbers 23:19), and his words are eternally true (Luke 21:33).  Jesus’ redemption of us and his resurrection are also unchanging facts.  As are his love for us, his care, provision and protection of us, and his presence with us.  Best of all, the Lord still has a special home prepared for his children in heaven.  These wonderful truths all remain unchanging!

The Lord’s attributes (characteristics) don’t change either.  The eternal God will always be eternal, and the almighty God always almighty.  He will always be present everywhere; always all-knowing; constantly good; continually faithful; forever merciful, gracious, loving and forgiving.  None of God’s characteristics have ever shifted; nor will they.

Change is constant in our lives.  Some are temporary and cyclical; others are radical, life altering, eye-opening, and unforgettable.  In this constantly changing world, we need some stability.  Thankfully, we have it in our unchanging God.

Everything God has been, he still is, and he always will be.  He is the always-the-same God, the Lord who never changes.  And that’s wonderful news for us who are living ever-changing lives in an ever-changing world!

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Never Ending

Never Ending

I had never seen it before, but I’ve seen it several times now.  Same couple; same procedure.  It’s difficult not to notice them.  They are an elderly Asian couple who take brisk walks through the park … while continually holding their arms straight up in the air.  It doesn’t matter where they walk or what they are walking over or through, their hands remain high over their heads.

I presume they are following some prescribed fitness approach.  I did a fair amount of searching on the internet, but couldn’t find anything promoting such a walk routine.  One article suggested some potential benefits from lifting one’s arms over one’s head; benefits such as releasing shoulder tension, improving posture and opening up the chest and lungs.  But the write-up was recommending lifting the arms temporarily; not maintaining that pose while walking.

Clearly the man and the woman have a reason for what they are doing, and it is undoubtedly health related.  But here’s what struck me the last time I saw them.  It appears as if they are lifting their hands in never ending praise to God.  Sunshine and blue skies – hands raised.  Rain, puddles and mud – hands still raised.  Sweet scent of flowers – hands raised.  Passing garbage containers or a dead opossum – hands stay raised.  People or cars passing by – raised.  All alone – raised.

You get the idea.  As I watched them carry on their walk while carrying their hands high, it occurred to me that this is how we as Christians should walk spiritually through life.  With our hearts (and hands?) raised in praise to our gracious God.

Whether experiencing big blessings or great challenges, seeing blue skies or storms, feeling healthy or heartsick, enduring the uncertainties of youth or the frailty of age, whether in private or in public … we are continually praising the Lord.

I’m not suggesting we go through life with our hands held physically over our heads.  But I am suggesting we continually embrace an attitude of gratitude to our God, a heart and mind overwhelming with praise for the one who loves us, cares for us, and saved us.

This concept of praising God is strewn throughout the pages of the Bible.  And how could it not be?  The Lord has literally given us everything we have – our life, our talents, our families, our friends, our every possession, our faith, our forgiveness, our peace, our joy, our future, our eternal salvation.

So the Scriptures urge us to praise our Benefactor.  Repeatedly!  Continually!  Unendingly!

Here are just a few examples of the hundreds given, as well as the reasons why we praise and some of the ways we do it:

“Praise the LORD, my soul; all my inmost being, praise his holy name.  Praise the LORD, my soul, and forget not all his benefits” (Psalm 103:1-2).  “Because your love is better than life, my lips will glorify you, [O God].  I will praise you as long as I live, and in your name I will lift up my hands” (Psalm 63:3-4).  “I will praise you, Lord my God, with all my heart; I will glorify your name forever.  For great is your love toward me!” (Psalm 86:12-13). 

The encouragement to praise our Savior, and praise Him constantly, appears abundantly in the Old Testament.  And especially in the psalms.  But it flows throughout the New Testament too!

“Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has blessed us in the heavenly realms with every spiritual blessing in Christ” (Ephesians 1:3).  “Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ!  In his great mercy he has given us new birth into a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead, and into an inheritance that can never perish, spoil or fade” (1 Peter 1:3-4).  “Through Jesus, therefore, let us continually offer to God a sacrifice of praise—the fruit of lips that openly profess his name” (Hebrews 13:15)

And this unending praise to our God will continue without end in heaven too!  As the Apostle John witnessed: “Then I heard every creature in heaven and on earth and under the earth and on the sea, and all that is in them, saying: ‘To him who sits on the throne and to the Lamb be praise and honor and glory and power, for ever and ever!’” (Revelation 5:13).

Never ending indeed!  So should it be, and so will it be!

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As the Rain Falls

As the Rain Falls

As I type this week’s post, the rain is falling outside.  It’s the first significant precipitation we have received in months, and the rain tapping at my window is a welcome sound.

Those of you who are familiar with the state of Washington know that from mid-September until maybe mid-June is our rainy season.  Dry days during those months are rare.  However, during our summers hardly a drop of precipitation falls.  Which means that unless one makes a point to water the lawn in those dry months, the grass dies.  The same with the flowers in the beds. 

So when the rains return, many locals rejoice.  The grass will turn green again.

Rain, (in moderation, of course), is just another blessing we tend to take for granted.  But water is no insignificant thing!  Without it, plants and animals die.  Most locales are supported primarily by precipitation that falls from heaven, either as rain or snow, which waters the soil and accumulates in rivers, lakes and oceans.

The simplest illustration of this truth can be found by considering the amount of moisture that falls in various places, and how those lands look.

For example, Mawsynram, India and Tutunendo, Colombia are both near the equator and consequently receive some of the highest precipitation totals in the world – over 460 inches a year!  (If you would like to see pictures of the foliage there, look the cities up.  It is beyond lush!)  Meanwhile, Egypt averages only three-hundredths (0.03) of an inch per year, and its landscape is much starker.

These are extreme examples.  But the same holds true in our own country, albeit in less dramatic fashion.  Yet the differences are dramatic enough.  Hawaii is our top-rain receiver with approximately 64 inches annually; Nevada our lowest at only 9 ½ inches.  Needless to say, the flora appearances in those two states are significantly different!  (For a quick comparison of the amount of annual rain/snowfall in the states, check out the color-coded map from “CurrentResults.com” at the bottom of this article.)

Even my state of Washington clearly demonstrates the impact of precipitation.  With the Pacific Ocean on the west border, several mountain ranges bisecting the state, and serious elevation differences around the region, the amount of annual precip varies greatly, as does the vegetation in the various zones.  On the coast below the Olympic Mountains resides a temperate rainforest which accumulates about 120 inches of rain per year.  On the rolling plains east of the Cascade Mountains, the trees and plants are quite different because typically less than 10 inches falls.  Meanwhile Tacoma, where I live, gleans about 40 inches, and our plant life appropriately reflects it.

It’s quite a simple concept actually.  The more rain that waters the land, the more the land flourishes.

The Lord grabs this concept and turns it into a telling illustration through the prophet Isaiah.  “As the rain and the snow come down from heaven, and do not return to it without watering the earth and making it bud and flourish, so that it yields seed for the sower and bread for the eater, so is my word that goes out from my mouth: It will not return to me empty, but will accomplish what I desire and achieve the purpose for which I sent it” (Isaiah 55:10-11).

It’s the same simple concept!  The more the soil of our souls are watered by God’s Word, the more our souls flourish spiritually.

Through the Gospel, the Holy Spirit creates faith in our Savior (Titus 3:5-6), nourishes that faith (Ephesians 3:16), and fosters fruits of faith (Galatians 5:22-23).  The more our hearts are watered by the Word, the more we blossom spiritually.  Our hearts, minds and bodies are impacted.  Our attitudes are altered; our thoughts are adjusted; our actions are improved; our lives are blessed with spiritual abundance. 

That’s why God shares his Word.  That’s what God desires to accomplish.  That’s the purpose for which God sends it out.  To water souls so they produce a rich harvest of faith and fruit!  So soak up as much spiritual moisture as you can!

What a blessing when rain falls and waters the land.  But the greater blessing is when God’s truth nourishes hearts, and lovely faith flowers burst forth!

As Moses exclaimed jubilantly shortly before he died: “Listen, you heavens, and I will speak; hear, you earth, the words of my mouth.  Let my teaching fall like rain and my words descend like dew, like showers on new grass, like abundant rain on tender plants.  I will proclaim the name of the LORD.  Oh, praise the greatness of our God!  He is the Rock, his works are perfect, and all his ways are just.  A faithful God who does no wrong, upright and just is he” (Deuteronomy 32:1-4).

Praise God for the rain!  For the physical certainly, but especially for the spiritual!

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A Post Dedicated to the Courageous

A Post Dedicated to the Courageous

This article will be posted on the 20th anniversary of 9/11.  I don’t even have to refer to the event or the year; everyone is well aware of what occurred on “9/11.” 

The attacks hold the unfortunate position as the worst terrorist act in our nation’s history, and perhaps in all of history.  The plane crashes in New York, Washington DC, and Pennsylvania resulted in almost 3,000 people killed, and another 6,000 people injured in the immediate catastrophes. 

Of those who died, 412 (14%) were first responders … men and women who deliberately ran into the turmoil while others were desperately (and understandably!) fleeing away from it.  Those emergency personnel killed in Manhattan broke down into 342 firefighters, 60 police officers, and 10 paramedics.  (en.wikipedia.org)

Unfortunately, the grim toll didn’t end on the day of the attacks; difficulties and deaths continued to accumulate in the years that followed.  Newsday lists a stunning number of 18,000 who have developed cancer from the toxins circulated by Ground Zero.  Yet the hardest hit group of all in the succeeding years were those rescue workers who responded to the crisis at the Twin Towers in the days and weeks after September 11.  According to the National Institute for Occupational Safety & Health (NIOSH), nearly 4,000 first responders and survivors on-site during and after the 9/11 attacks, have died.  (www.newsweek.com)

The events of the day were unprecedented, and so was the response by emergency personnel.

“On September 11, the battalion chief of Battalion 1 witnessed American Airlines Flight 11 crash into the North Tower of the World Trade Center and immediately radioed a multiple alarm incident.  Over the course of the next three hours, 121 engine companies, 62 ladder companies and 27 fire officers were deployed to the scene.  All off-duty firefighters were recalled—the first time the FDNY had issued a total recall in over 30 years.” (en.wikipedia.org)

Many of those responding firefighters never returned home that night.  75 New York city firehouses had at least one of their firefighters killed that fateful day.  In addition, the FDNY lost its department chief, it’s first deputy commissioner, a marshal, and a chaplain, plus other specialized personnel.

The Twin Towers, unfortunately, proved to be an extreme situation.  However, the risk embraced that day by the first responders was typical of the risk these courageous men and women face each and every day they clock in for work.

According to the National Law Enforcement Officers Memorial Fund, “a total of 1,627 law enforcement officers died in the line of duty during the past 10 years, an average of one death every 54 hours or 163 per year.  There were 135 law enforcement officers killed in the line of duty in 2019.  There have been 58,866 assaults against law enforcement officers in 2018, resulting in 18,005 injuries.” (nleomf.org)

As for firefighters perishing in the line of duty, in a typical year, we lose 80-100 nationwide.  The number of injuries incurred are also significant.

Then there are the men and women of our armed forces, who travel around the world to safeguard our freedom and our nation.  They pay a significant price as well.  Frequently they face fierce enemies and great danger as well, but still they show up, knowing full well they might not survive the day. 

Courageous!

Imagine holding a job where every day you worked, you stood a higher risk than most other jobs of not living through the shift.  Of course, this is ultimately true for every single one of us, regardless of our occupation or our activities for the day.  None of us knows when the Lord will call us out of this world.

But there are some jobs where the likelihood of encountering injury or even death is significantly greater.  Soldiers.  Police.  Firemen and women.  First responders.  They courageously show up for work, fully recognizing they don’t know what awaits them that day and fully recognizing they may be facing some extremely dangerous situations, but fully determined to do whatever needs to be done nevertheless.

Courageous!

And behind the scenes are the families; the parents, spouses, children, and siblings of these men and women who put their lives on the line for the rest of us.  They are equally courageous for they also recognize the risks of their loved one’s occupation.

All of us who are not emergency responders owe a debt of gratitude to those who are.  Having been personally tended to by paramedics after my fall, I know firsthand their professionalism and excellent care.  They didn’t know they would be responding to a pastor’s fall that morning, (neither did I, of course!), but they arrived in moments and helped someone who was hurting.  They were a true blessing.

Jesus said, “My command is this: Love each other as I have loved you.  Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one’s life for [another]” (John 15:12-13).

Thanks be to God that our Savior was willing to lay down his life for us.  And thanks be to God that there are other people willing to do the same, if necessary.

Courageous, indeed!

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Dog-Gone! But Prayer Is Powerful!

Dog-Gone! But Prayer Is Powerful!

The bad news was brought to me by one of my sons.  I was working in my home office when he walked in and said, “Ah, Dad.  Sorry to bother you, but Sisko isn’t in the yard anymore.” 

My heart dropped.  Sisko is the name of the dog we were keeping for some friends and fellow church members while they were visiting family.  He had just arrived the day before for a week-long stay, and now he was gone.

The only escape point in the yard was a gate twice his height.  We’ve had dogs for years … all of them at least a foot taller than Sisko.  Some of them learned to flip up the gate latch, but none of them had leaped the gate.  Sisko cleared it within 24 hours of his arrival.

My wife and I spotted him briefly at the corner of our front yard.  We called his name, only to watch him disappear.  The family immediately mobilized and dispersed in a desperate search – some on foot, some in vehicles.  We looked for him for hours, crisscrossing our neighborhood and calling his name, but never saw him again.  We were all heart-sick.

Finally, I had no choice but to inform Sisko’s owners and request a picture of him to post physically and online.  They were traveling, and the last thing I wanted to do was ruin the first day of their vacation.  But they needed to know.

Then I put in motion an extensive prayer army.  I texted my immediate family, and I emailed our congregation, explaining the situation.  (We routinely send out prayer requests to our people.)  I asked that everyone pray for Sisko’s safety, and for his safe return.

Settling back at my desk to share Sisko’s picture with our neighborhood online group, I heard some commotion down by our street.  I hurried outside, hoping to get word on our missing dog.  And sure enough, I did! 

It turns out Sisko had been hunkered down in some tall vegetation in a yard a few houses away the entire time.  I had walked right by him on the sidewalk, calling his name, but he had stayed hunkered.  A kind neighbor lady had seen him, was concerned about him, and tried to give him some water.  When she got too close, Sisko bolted. 

That set in motion a chain of events that would be hard to believe if I hadn’t witnessed it myself.

Two young men noticed the dog running and had stopped to ask the neighbor lady about him.  That’s when I arrived.  I explained that we were watching the dog for friends, but he jumped our gate. 

Meanwhile a man driving by saw all the commotion and asked if we were missing a dog.  “Yes!” I replied.  He described the dog he had just seen.  “That’s him!” I confirmed. 

“I just saw him two blocks North of here,” we were told.  (Not good; that’s busy 48th Street!)

At that moment another man walked around the nearest block corner and asked if we were searching for a dog.  “Yes!”  He gave us Sisko’s latest coordinates.  He had reversed course and was now a block due East of us but moving to the South.  The two young men hurried after him in their car, located him and faithfully followed him at a distance for the rest of the way.

I quickly recruited my two sons to go after Sisko on foot while I jumped in my truck to attempt to head him off.  Now our runaway was running West.  We spotted him as he crossed our street a block away, the young men carefully tailing him in their vehicle.  But that meant Sisko was heading for the heavily trafficked M Street!  Please, Lord, keep him safe!  I sped down a street paralleling his path and reached M Street just in time to see Sisko dash across, a black and white blur a block over, vehicles speeding past him in both lanes.

I swung left unto M Street and then a block down I turned right.  Several blocks ahead of me was Sisko, trotting down the sidewalk, and the two young men trailing him from behind.  I sped down the street, weaving past a car backing out of their driveway, and fell in behind the young men’s car.  They pulled over to let me pass.  

I drew as close as I could to the panting dog, parked and scrambled out of the truck, but Sisko didn’t slow down, even as I called his name and offered treats.  That’s when yet another vehicle got involved.  A woman driving toward us recognized what was going on and offered to assist.  (My sons had been running the whole way and still hadn’t gotten close enough to help.)  So now there were three vehicles on the street, serving to corral Sisko to some degree on the left, houses on the right, and me on the sidewalk behind him. 

But still the dog jogged on, disregarding my frantic calls.  And then the Lord brought the final essential piece into play.  In the yard directly in front of Sisko appeared a large dog, barking vociferously.  And just like that, Sisko did a 180 and trotted back to me.  I made no quick motions; I simply let him circle me a few times before he came close to me and I curled my fingers around his collar.  “Thank you, dear Lord,” I whispered. 

My sons arrived shortly, and clipped his leash onto his collar for the walk back to our yard, where a piece of plywood had already been installed over the gate to keep our high jumping guest on the ground inside the yard.  Meanwhile, I thanked the woman who had appeared so fortuitously, and the young men who had assisted so selflessly.  I told them that they were God-sends … and they were!

Within an hour of putting out the requests for prayers on Sisko’s behalf, he was back in our yard, eagerly lapping up bowls of cool water.  Not only was he back, against all odds, but he was safe, perhaps against greater odds.  (We heard that he nearly got hit a number of times, and I witnessed myself his close calls dashing across M Street.  I am convinced that Sisko had an angel riding on his back that afternoon.)

Of course, we had been praying ever since we noticed our visiting pooch was missing.  But it is no coincidence that everything fell into place after numerous prayers on Sisko’s behalf began arriving at the Lord’s throne. 

I don’t mean to imply in a superstitious sense that once we got enough prayers going, God finally gave in.  Rather, I believe the Lord was using this situation to impress upon many people the effectiveness of prayer.  45 minutes after the prayer requests were made, a “prayer answered!” notice went out.  Remarkable!

Which emphasizes in rather dramatic fashion the power of prayer.

Jesus summarized the blessings of prayer with his famous words from the Sermon on the Mount.  “Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you.  For everyone who asks receives; the one who seeks finds; and to the one who knocks, the door will be opened” (Matthew 7:7-8).

Those are some wonderful promises from our Savior!  I always loved this even more expansive promise from the Lord regarding his people: “Before they call I will answer; while they are still speaking I will hear” (Isaiah 65:24).

All of which goes to show how eager God is to answer our prayers.  So, God’s people, pray!  Pray for other nations and people in crisis.  Pray for our nation.  Pray for our government leaders.  Pray for our service men and women.  Pray for our churches.  Pray for our pastors and teachers.  Pray for our doctors and nurses and first responders.  Pray for healing for the hurting.  Pray for help for the desperate.  Pray for hope for the despondent.  Pray for lost dogs. 

Pray your requests, and then pray words of thanks when the Lord answers those requests.  (We certainly did!)

There are so many people to pray for and things to pray about; the focuses of our prayers are literally limitless and God’s answers always perfect … even if he happens in love and wisdom to answer “No.”  Our Lord knows what is best for us, and always responds accordingly.  (How incredibly comforting this is!)

So remember and rejoice – as demonstrated with Sisko and in so many other situations – prayer is a powerful thing!

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Putting Loss in Perspective

Putting Loss in Perspective

Most people are frustrated by loss.  To clarify, what I mean is that most of us really dislike losing something of value.

For example, if you are like me, you have often tucked something that you knew was important into a “safe place,” only to discover that it was such a safe place you couldn’t find it again when you needed it!  Frustrating, right?

Recently a number of people from our congregation attended a Tacoma Rainiers game (the Seattle Mariners Triple-A baseball team) at lovely Cheney Stadium.  We do this every summer on a Friday fireworks evening, and have a lovely time.  We grill up some food at a tailgate gathering, eat and chat, watch the game and enjoy the fireworks display afterwards.

I was “The Griller” this year.  (Brats, cheddar-filled smoked sausages, and hotdogs, generally grilled to perfection!  Or at least I thought so.)  Realizing I would need to slice open packages of meat, I slipped my favorite jackknife into my pocket beforehand. 

Later that evening, my knife was no longer there.  Either I missed my pocket after using it, or I dropped it when we were instructed to hold the metal objects from our pockets above our heads while going through security.  Either way, my (former) pocket-knife is now either lying somewhere on the Cheney Stadium parking lot or is resting on someone else’s dresser after they found it there.

Losing a nice little knife would always be somewhat upsetting.  But this one was special to me.  I found it while metal-detecting.  Finding pocketknives with a detector is actually quite common, but finding one this nice is rare.  Usually they show the effects of being buried in the ground – frequently so rusted they can’t even be opened.  But this knife was almost brand new – handsome in appearance, easily opened and sharp.  I really liked that knife, and I used it often.

Frustrating!

Yet, as I reflect on the situation, I have to acknowledge that someone else was frustrated before me when he originally lost that blade.  (In fact, as a metal detectorist, the reality is that I specialize in locating items that other frustrated people have lost.)  Now that lovely little knife that was lost once was lost (and perhaps found?) a second time.

Upon even more reflection, this loss is a minor one.  Actually, a very minor one.  There are much more impactful losses that people endure in life; losses of valuable, precious, unique things that sometimes can’t be replaced.

Losing one’s job, their life’s savings, their house, or a family heirloom would qualify.  As would the loss of reputation, a relationship, or a dear pet.  Even more significant examples might be the loss of a loved one, or the loss of one’s health or life.

When these kinds of losses occur, the emotion experienced isn’t frustration; it’s devastation!

Yet as devastating as these losses would be, there is another loss even more devastating.  And sadly it’s a loss that is rarely considered by many … including even Christians.

What is this frequently disregarded yet most devastating loss of all?  It’s the loss of one’s soul.  More specifically, it’s the loss of faith in the Savior in one’s soul. 

Why is this so devastating?  Because when one loses faith in Jesus, they lose God’s forgiveness and they lose salvation.  There are no other losses that can come close to comparing!

The Apostle Paul understood this.  He certainly understood that this is a world of losses.  Living in this world means living with losses.  But it’s a matter of perspective.  What is truly valuable?  What is really precious?  The treasures of the world are actually trash, spiritually speaking, and those things most people regard as worthless (God’s Word, Jesus, souls and faith) are actually priceless. 

Paul summarizes this truth with these words: “But whatever were gains to me I now consider loss for the sake of Christ.  What is more, I consider everything a loss because of the surpassing worth of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord, for whose sake I have lost all things.  I consider them garbage, that I may gain Christ and be found in him, not having a righteousness of my own that comes from the law, but that which is through faith in Christ—the righteousness that comes from God on the basis of faith” (Philippians 3:7-9).

Paul himself lost essentially everything, including his very life, due to his devotion to Jesus.  Yet he considered himself the richest of men.  And indeed he was!  As are we who also own the treasure of faith in Jesus our Savior!

I lost a knife I found.  I hope someone else finds the knife I lost, and that it serves them as well as it served me.  But thanks be to God that I haven’t lost my faith, my soul, my Savior or my salvation, because those would truly be losses worth grieving.

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Always Soaring, Always Seeing

Always Soaring, Always Seeing

I saw my first wild bald eagle many years ago when we lived in the north end of Tacoma.  One day I was in our backyard when it glided over me.  The sight was thrilling then, and I still remember it clearly.  Since then I’ve seen many eagles, sometimes quite close.  A few times I’ve actually witnessed them plucking trout out of a lake with their strong talons.  (Once ironically while I was fishing and catching nothing!)

They are majestic birds; so inspiring that they were named the national bird of the United States of America. 

Yet it wasn’t that long ago that bald eagles were at risk of disappearing altogether from the contiguous states.  Just 30 years ago, bald eagles were on the US government’s list of endangered species.  However, with special protection, the birds have made a wonderful recovery.  In 1995, they were transferred from the US endangered species list to the threatened species list.  By 2007 their numbers were strong enough that they graduated even from the “threatened” designation.

The bald eagle derives its name from the white feathered heads of the mature adults.  The bodies of adult birds in the lower states are typically 2 ½ to 3 ½ feet, their wingspans usually from 6 to 7 ½ feet, and their weight from 6 ½ to almost 14 pounds.  Alaskan bald eagles of both genders are even larger!  In an interesting twist in the animal world, the females are typically 25 percent larger than the males. 

Eagles can fly as high as 15,000 feet above the earth, and as fast as 65 miles per hour.  Though their preference is to soar lazily on rising thermals, if diving for food, they can reach the astonishing speed of 200 miles per hour!

Bald eagles’ diet consists primarily of fish, therefore they reside near large bodies of water with abundant food supplies and large, tall trees nearby.  Eagles are the apex predators in the avian world.  As birds of prey, they have strong, muscular legs and powerful talons to snatch their meals, and large, heavy, hooked beaks ideally equipped for ripping the flesh off their meals. 

Normally the birds will swoop down and pluck their prey on the fly.  (A necessary thing since most of their prey resides in water!)  They will occasionally take larger animals down, but then will either feed on it at the location or take pieces back to its nest.  However, they can fly bearing a greater weight than their own.  For example, one bald eagle was documented as flying with a 15 pound mule deer fawn!

Bald eagles are also known for their huge nests, or eyries.  They are usually 5-6 feet wide and 3-4 feet deep, but their homes can be as much as 8 feet wide and 13 feet deep and weigh up to a ton.  It usually takes several months to build an eyrie, and the nests are often reused (or continually used) and built larger over time.

All of which I find fascinating.  Yet the aspect of eagles (and hawks, for that matter) which astounds me the most is their incredible vision.  Perfect vision for humans is 20/20.  An eagle’s vision is 20/4 … or five times sharper than ours.  Translated, that means that what we can see clearly at 20 feet can be seen by an eagle with the same clarity at 100 feet.  (A hawk’s vision is actually 8 times sharper than ours!)  An eagle’s eyesight allows them to spot prey from over a mile away!

Besides that, eagles are also able to see ultraviolet light, which means that even the urine of small mammals can be spotted in the ultraviolet range from extreme distances!  This, of course, is a significant advantage for the birds of prey, and an extreme disadvantage for the prey itself.

There are a number of reasons for the eagle’s exceptional vision.  An eagle’s eyes are packed with visual cells in the rods and cones of its retina.  In fact, an eye of an eagle is quite large, weighing even more than the eagle’s brain.  In addition, the positioning of the eyes on an eagle provides it with a 340-degree field of vision, (as compared to a human’s 180-degree range). 

All of which, of course, points to the wisdom and workings of the Creator.

That same Creator – the Almighty Lord who gifted eagles with incredible vision – possesses a far greater vision than any of his creations.  The Bible states that the Lord “views the ends of the earth and sees everything under the heavens” (Job 28:24).  Furthermore, “his eyes are on the ways of mortals; he sees their every step” (Job 34:21). 

But more significantly, “The eyes of the LORD are everywhere, keeping watch on the wicked and the good” (Proverbs 15:3).

This is incredibly important for us to recognize, and incredibly comforting when we do.  Especially as we consider all the applications of this truth.  Here are just a few:

No human can foresee the difficulties and challenges that tomorrow may bring, but the Lord does.  And he also sees the solutions!

No one can be prepared for the many uncertainties of life.  Except the Lord, that is.  There are no uncertainties for him because he sees and knows all, so he is always completely prepared.

Feeling all alone?  God has his eyes on you and is with you constantly.

Emotionally exhausted?  The Lord knows your thoughts and your needs, and will minister to you in the most loving way.

Caught up in hardships and don’t understand why?  God sees your struggles, and also understands why you need to endure them.  (Which is why he allowed them in the first place.)  And, as already pointed out, he also always sees the answers.

God’s people are often moved by love to serve God in various ways, as well as do little acts of kindness to others.  Those never go unnoticed by the Lord, and they bring him joy. Meanwhile the wicked live for themselves.  God sees that too.

No matter how devious or deceptive individuals or organizations may be in their efforts to bring hardship to God’s people or undermine God’s church, the Lord sees their plans.  Nothing will happen with their schemes unless the Lord allows it for his own good purposes.

Concerned about the many sins on your record?  Your Savior has your every single mistake identified and has paid for every single sin in full.  He hasn’t missed a one.

Like an eagle, our God is always souring over us and always seeing everything that impacts us, and he’s constantly intervening in the most loving fashion.

The psalmist beautifully summarizes God’s all-encompassing vision, and what that means to each of us.  “From heaven the LORD looks down and sees all mankind; from his dwelling place he watches all who live on earth …  But the eyes of the LORD are [especially!] on those who fear him, on those whose hope is in his unfailing love, to deliver them … [Therefore] we wait in hope for the LORD; he is our help and our shield.  In him our hearts rejoice, for we trust in his holy name” (Psalm 33:13-14, 18-21).

With our “vision” being limited in so many ways, it certainly is wonderful to know that our God’s sight is unlimited!

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Some Thoughts on “Field of Dreams”

Some Thoughts on “Field of Dreams”

One of my favorite movies is “Field of Dreams.”  Perhaps you are familiar with it?  If you are a baseball fan, you almost certainly are.  Even if baseball isn’t your thing, chances are you know of the film. 

The movie was released in the spring of 1989 and ended up with three academy award nominations.  Tom Hanks, who was originally approached about playing the lead role of Ray Kinsella but turned it down, felt strongly enough about the film that he predicted the movie could be “this generation’s ‘It’s a Wonderful Life.’”  He may be right.  Just a few years ago, the Library of Congress selected the movie to be preserved in the United States National Film Registry as “culturally, historically, or aesthetically significant.”

Wikipedia describes the movie as an “American sports fantasy film,” which is as apt a description as any.  The film is a little of a lot of things.  It’s a love story.  It’s a bit comical.  It’s mystical.  (Definitely lacking in the theological department; Iowa is NOT heaven, though it’s nice enough.)  It’s a pursuing-of-outlandish-dreams story.  It’s a ghost story.  (Many “ghosts” actually!)  Certainly, it’s a baseball story.

But most of all, “Field of Dreams” is a story about lost opportunities with loved ones, and a deep yearning to have a second chance to reconnect.  Ray, the new farmer, has a hole in his heart because of the way he dealt with his father, John, when Ray was a young man.  His father was a huge baseball fan and a former player.  Through the baseball field he constructs in his corn field (at the urging of a strange voice he heard in the corn), Ray is finally able to “have a catch” with his father again, who has been dead for many years.  It’s a scene that often brings tears to the eyes of even the most stoic viewers.

And this scene and this concept is what has turned this film into a grand slam.

I had no idea that the original field where the movie was filmed was preserved, or that every year visitors flock to the field … ironically as the movie claimed would happen.  My oldest son informed me of its existence and that it was close enough to his home that we could road-trip there from his place.  Some of my family did that this Summer.  What a neat experience!  And, of course, I played catch on the field with my oldest and youngest sons (and my wife) … as did fathers and sons of all different ages all around us.

Annual visitors to the field were approaching 100,000 a year, but when Major League Baseball announced it was going to play an actual MLB game there on an adjacent field with professional dimensions and lighting, the numbers of visitors skyrocketed to an estimated twice that many people this Summer. 

That game, the “Field of Dreams Game,” was played this past Thursday by the Yankees and White Sox.  Perhaps you saw news coverage of the event, or even watched part of the game itself.  (The backdrop of cornfields beyond the fences was striking, and a significantly different look than what is seen at a typical MLB game!)  According to Fox who broadcast the game, it was the most watched regular season baseball game in 16 years with over 6 million viewers!

That’s the impact the movie had … and is still having.  Why?  Because human beings continue to struggle with their relationships, even those relationships with the people closest to them.  Sometimes especially with those people closest to them.  And so many people long to reconnect.

Perhaps at the very root of the yearning to reconnect with loved ones … especially parents and children … is the recognition in many that they are not connected with their Heavenly Father?  The hole in their heart is even deeper and more profound than any earthly relationship can fill.  There’s an intuitive realization that there is Someone so much bigger and more significant than even their parents, and that “Someone” is missing in their lives.

And ultimately, we all could be closer to our Heavenly Father than we are, couldn’t we?

Even Christians can sometimes feel distant from God.  The Lord is everything; we are definitely not.  He is almighty; we are weak.  He lives forever; we perish.  He is the Creator; we the created.  He is perfect; we are flawed.  He is holy; we are permeated with sin.  He is the Forgiver; we the forgiven.  The differences between us and the Lord are glaring, so even if we recognize God’s love, grace, forgiveness and kindness to us, we are well aware of our inadequacies.

But here’s the key to our relationship with God.  That relationship is not predicated on our own point of view, but on the Lord’s!

In the movie, it becomes clear that Ray’s relationship struggles with his father, John, were a result of how Ray was looking at things when he was younger; not the way his father, John, did.  The father deeply loved the son and longed to be closer to him.  However, the child was confused and resistant.

In the same way, the path to reconnecting … or connecting more closely … with our Heavenly Father must be traveled through our Heavenly Father’s perspective, and not our own.  We must listen to what he says instead of to the yammering of the world, and even especially of our own sinful natures.

What does our Heavenly Father state about our relationship with him?  Quite a lot, it turns out!

Our Father created this world we live in (Gen. 1:1), and he created us too (Malachi 2:10).  And even though we have turned against him repeatedly, he loved us so much he sent his holy Son, Jesus, to save us (Jn. 3:16-17).  And make no mistake about it, our Heavenly Father still loves us (Jn. 16:27).  He has blessed us with an abundance of “good and perfect” gifts, including spiritual birth through his Word (James 1:17-18), and he continues to “graciously give us all things” (Rom. 8:32).

When reflecting on our Heavenly Father, Peter was moved by the Holy Spirit to write these words, “Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ!  In his great mercy he has given us new birth into a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead, and into an inheritance that can never perish, spoil or fade. This inheritance is kept in heaven for you …” (1 Peter 1:3-4).

What a Father!  He’s a Father who blesses us here on earth, but who has even greater blessings waiting for us in heaven!

He’s a Father who dearly loves us and is totally invested in having a relationship with us.  He is always near us (Acts 17:27), always watching over us (Ps. 139:1-8), always guiding us (Ps. 139:9-10).  He longs for us to hear his soothing voice in his Word, which helps us recognize his closeness to us and rejoice in our relationship with him.  Because when we listen to him, then the holes in our hearts begin to be filled.  Then our Father can draw us closer to him and better embrace us, support us and uplift us.  And then he can also begin to bless and reconnect our relationships with other people as well.

Avoid regret; jump confidently and whole-heartedly into the arms of your Heavenly Father.  His arms are safe and secure, and are eager to wrap us close to himself – to the One who is always present, always faithful, always loving and always kind.

We happen to have a wonderful Father.  And by God’s grace we happen to be his children.  Not just kind of or a little bit his children, but totally!  As John exclaims, “See what great love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God!  And that is what we are!” (1 John 3:1).

The Lord’s Field of Dreams really is where dreams come true.  And not just for a moment, but for eternity!

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Always a Hop Ahead

Always a Hop Ahead

Granted, there are a lot of rabbits in the Midwest.  But we saw one almost everywhere we went on our recent vacation!

I didn’t think much about it at the time because … well, there are a lot of rabbits in the Midwest.  However, as I think about it now, I see a subtle, simple message from the Lord.  Perhaps I’m making too much of this, but I find a comforting truth wrapped up in it nonetheless.

Wherever we went there were cottontails … just as wherever we went there was God. 

At my father and mother-in-law’s place – a cottontail.  At my parents’ place – a cottontail.  At my son and daughter-in-law’s place – a cottontail.  While with my other son – a cottontail.  Here a cottontail, there a cottontail, everywhere a cottontail!

And, yes, as stated earlier, there are a lot of rabbits in the Midwest.  But even so, this seemed a bit over the top.  The bunnies kept appearing, and sometimes in the most unlikely places!

I don’t know if this was a special message from the Lord.  Perhaps that’s a stretch.  But I do know that the concept is true; wherever we were and wherever we were going, God was there.  Just like the rabbits, God was always a hop ahead of us.

When planning the vacation, the Lord provided extremely reasonable plane tickets for us, and even a rental vehicle for the three-week trip, which were/are in extremely high demand.

When the entire vacation was questionable due to my wife’s and my unfortunate injuries prior to the trip, the Lord made a way for us to go, and sustained us both throughout our travels. 

When I nearly didn’t make it to our gate at SeaTac because of my weak legs, the Lord supported me down the final stretch.  And then he graciously provided a wheelchair when we arrived in huge O’Hare Airport in Chicago.

When my sister and her family had to suddenly find a new home just before we arrived, and our son and his family had to do the same, (both situations putting our time together at risk), the Lord guided both families to new homes in a remarkable and timely fashion.

When other sisters were traveling great distances to be with us, at fairly significant inconvenience to themselves and their families, the Lord blessed their travels and made it happen.

When a day for both sets of great-grandparents to travel to see their great-grandchildren was set, the Lord blessed us with lovely weather.  The next day wasn’t nearly as pleasant.

When the semi driver didn’t see us and pulled his rig over, threatening to side-swipe us, the Lord was there, keeping us from a serious accident.  (As he was with all the other near incidents during our many miles of driving.) 

When I aggravated an injury to the point of being questionable to preach the next morning, the Lord was there with miraculous healing.  (Truly, it was a miracle!)

When a nasty bug swept through some of the family while we were all together, the Lord sustained us and brought everyone through it in a few days. 

When we had limited time to visit friends on our last Saturday away, the Lord positioned my former associate pastor’s home and my former Seminary roommate’s home literally blocks away in the same town, making our day extremely efficient and convenient.  (We had no idea this was the case when we made arrangements to visit them.)

When we hadn’t seen some family members for many years, the Lord streamlined the details to enable us to see both sets of parents, all of our siblings and many of their spouses, a number of our nephews and nieces, and even some cousins!  Furthermore, the Lord enabled us to have all of our immediate family together, including our three grandsons, for a number of days.  What a blessing!

This list could go on and on.  The point is, almost everywhere we went we saw another bunny, and we witnessed God’s loving protection and provision.  Remarkable!  The Lord was always a hop or two ahead of us.  As he always is!

In Isaiah, the Lord promised his captive people that he would deliver them and go before them. “… The LORD will go before you, the God of Israel will be your rear guard” (Isaiah 52:12).  What a blessed assurance this promise must have been to the believing Jews in light of all the uncertainty before them.

David was inspired to write about this same concept with these beautiful words about the Lord: “Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence?  If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.  If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast” (Psalm 139:7-10).

God is always with us.  That doesn’t mean that everything will go smoothly or as we desire, but it does mean that we will never have to go through anything alone.  What a wonderfully comforting truth!

So the next time you see a rabbit, I hope it reminds you (and comforts you!) that the Lord is always a hop ahead of you!

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