When Moses approached the presence of God on Mt. Sinai he did so "trembling with fear". The people of Israel were unable to endure the sight of Moses when he returned because he face shown with the radiance of God's glory. Fast forward about 1500 years to the Temple in Jerusalem. A massive curtain separates the Holy Place from the Holy of Holies. What does this all mean? God's people still do not have access to the glory of his presence. Their sin prevents them from enduring the holiness of God (God's perfection cannot be in the presence of such inperfection). Only the High Priest can enter this inner room, and only once a year (The Day of Atonement, Yom Kippur), and that only with a blood sacrifice for his own sins.
That very curtain, the symbolic separation between God and man, is torn in two at the moment of the resurrection of Jesus Christ. The blood guilt has been paid, God's presence can now be approached by man through faith.
And so Hebrews tells us that we now approach Mount Zion, "the heavenly Jerusalem, the city of the living God" where thousands of angels rejoice and celebrate with the "spirits of righteous men made perfect". Here Jesus "the mediator of the new covenant" awaits us with open arms.
A far cry from a gloomy mountain covered in darkness, fire, and storm isn't it?
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Run "the race marked out for us" - Hebrews 12:1
One of the first things that cross-country runners (both high school and college) do when they arrive at a meet is to run the course. I know, some of you are thinking, "run BEFORE you race?" I can't say that I was overly fond of these warm-up runs but they served an important purpose. Not only did they get our bodies ready for the intensity of the race, but they allowed us to see the actual course itself. It isn't that necessary to study the course if you plan on trailing the main pack, you can just follow them. But, if you plan on trying to lead the pack you'd better know which way to go. In most cases, there are clues already on the course (usually a white painted line in the grass and colored flags at corners and turns), and most of the time we were provided with crude maps detailing the course, but you don't want to come to a crossroad at full speed and have to decide which way to go on the fly. When I was in H.S. it was customary for members of the home team to guide the visitors through the course and explain any unusual twists or turns.
How does any of this apply to what Hebrews is telling us about running the race of Christian faith? We have a "great cloud of witnesses", the heroes of the faith from chapter 11, to show us the path that we should follow, and we have contemporary heroes in the faith who we can look to for inspiration and guidance (in my life, my grandmother, Pastor Frank, Andy Smith, Dr. Mayers, my dad, and many others). We also have an amazing guidebook in God's Word to help us through the unexpected twists and turns of life.
This may all seem a bit dramatic but an example from my days in the middle school cross-country team applies here. We were running at Central Montcalm (a big race where we ran only against our own grade instead of 7th and 8th together) and one of my teammates, now the wife of a good friend and fellow basketball player, shot out of the starting line to an early lead. This was somewhat unusual for her, but on this day she was clearly leading the race. There was only one problem with this scenario, she didn't know where she was going. When she came to a crossroad in the course she went the wrong way and EVERYONE in the pack followed her. The race officials scrambled to figure out where to direct the pack to try to get them to run a distance close to what was intended. In the end her mistake was simply a humorous story because it was just a middle school race and not a life changing decision.
If you want to run the race of faith from the front of the pack, you'd better pay attention to course that has been marked out for you.
How does any of this apply to what Hebrews is telling us about running the race of Christian faith? We have a "great cloud of witnesses", the heroes of the faith from chapter 11, to show us the path that we should follow, and we have contemporary heroes in the faith who we can look to for inspiration and guidance (in my life, my grandmother, Pastor Frank, Andy Smith, Dr. Mayers, my dad, and many others). We also have an amazing guidebook in God's Word to help us through the unexpected twists and turns of life.
This may all seem a bit dramatic but an example from my days in the middle school cross-country team applies here. We were running at Central Montcalm (a big race where we ran only against our own grade instead of 7th and 8th together) and one of my teammates, now the wife of a good friend and fellow basketball player, shot out of the starting line to an early lead. This was somewhat unusual for her, but on this day she was clearly leading the race. There was only one problem with this scenario, she didn't know where she was going. When she came to a crossroad in the course she went the wrong way and EVERYONE in the pack followed her. The race officials scrambled to figure out where to direct the pack to try to get them to run a distance close to what was intended. In the end her mistake was simply a humorous story because it was just a middle school race and not a life changing decision.
If you want to run the race of faith from the front of the pack, you'd better pay attention to course that has been marked out for you.
Monday, October 12, 2009
Entering God's Rest - Hebrews 4
I was asked to conduct a funeral this past week for someone from Palo (years ago) that I had never met. This sort of thing can be difficult because as a pastor it's hard to know which Scripture passages will be of the most comfort for the family when you don't know much about the person who is being remembered. In the end, two passages from the Gospels helped me, Jesus and the thief on the Cross (how wide is God's mercy and how easily obtained) and the 99 and 1 Sheep (God cares enough about each of us to not let us wander off) were able to guide me in my remarks.
Thinking back on that funeral, there was a lot of talk from the family and friends about how their loved one was no longer struggling against the troubles that beset her during her life. That's certainly true, but I think it misses the point a little bit. We often think of heaven as a place where we no longer have to endure physical troubles (an aching back, poor eyesight, a handicap); while this is certainly true, it doesn't reflect the real reason why standing before Jesus some day will be so amazing.
The burden that we are all carrying, a burden whose weight we are so used to that we don't even notice it, is sin. We live in a world where sin is everywhere. A world where our lives are beset by temptations and tragedies that come from sin. The true peace of God that we will experience when standing face to face with Jesus will be finally knowing what it is like to be holy. When selfishness is no longer an option, when fear and failure slip away. On that day, you will find that a tremendous weight has fallen off your shoulders, never to be taken up again. On that day, you will truly rest.
I'm reminded of the song, "I can only Imagine" I love that song; the lyrics are amazing. "Surrounded by your glory, what will my hear feel? Will I dance for you Jesus, or in awe of you bill still? Will I stand in your presence, or to my knees will I fall? Will I sing Hallelujah, will I be able to speak at all? I can only imagine, I can only imagine."
Thinking back on that funeral, there was a lot of talk from the family and friends about how their loved one was no longer struggling against the troubles that beset her during her life. That's certainly true, but I think it misses the point a little bit. We often think of heaven as a place where we no longer have to endure physical troubles (an aching back, poor eyesight, a handicap); while this is certainly true, it doesn't reflect the real reason why standing before Jesus some day will be so amazing.
The burden that we are all carrying, a burden whose weight we are so used to that we don't even notice it, is sin. We live in a world where sin is everywhere. A world where our lives are beset by temptations and tragedies that come from sin. The true peace of God that we will experience when standing face to face with Jesus will be finally knowing what it is like to be holy. When selfishness is no longer an option, when fear and failure slip away. On that day, you will find that a tremendous weight has fallen off your shoulders, never to be taken up again. On that day, you will truly rest.
I'm reminded of the song, "I can only Imagine" I love that song; the lyrics are amazing. "Surrounded by your glory, what will my hear feel? Will I dance for you Jesus, or in awe of you bill still? Will I stand in your presence, or to my knees will I fall? Will I sing Hallelujah, will I be able to speak at all? I can only imagine, I can only imagine."
When doing the Right Thing makes you the bad guy
It is an unfortunate part of my teaching job that when I have an opportunity to do the right thing it usually ends up making me the bad guy in the eyes of my students. It's not that I'm tempted to do otherwise, but it's just kinda sad that when we're trying to help people educate themselves, to make positive steps forward in their lives, that we (our staff of teachers, and teachers in general) end up earning their enmity instead.
I had an incident today that involved a very upset student shouting obscenities at me after I did the right thing by reporting his behavior to our administration. There really any wiggle wrong here; I had a clear obligation to do it, but it's going to hurt my ability to teacher other students and certainly wrecked my relationship with this particular student. Sometimes doing the right thing makes you the bad guy. I don't think I make much of a villian, but it's true just the same.
As a pastor, I'm used to the notion that not everyone is going to be willing to listen to the Gospel message; some will reject it for now, others for good, but there's a confidence that comes from knowing the absolute value of what you're trying to share with others. In school settings, the students often complain that what they're learing isn't important (whether or not it is), and to add to this, they're generally forced to be here. Imagine if your church was half full of people who hated being there, who tried to sleep during the service or spent the whole time texting on their phone. It's days like this that make my ministry seem all the more important because the root cause of these problems in the academic world are spiritual needs of the students (and their families). How can a student focus on learning when the only things in their life that has meaning are drugs and sex? How can we expect a student to care about literature or history if they find their own life to be meaningless? As always, God bless our teachers, their job is never easy {note: both my brother, sister, sister-in-law, brother-in-law, wife and myself are teachers, I just have the fortune to also be a pastor}
I had an incident today that involved a very upset student shouting obscenities at me after I did the right thing by reporting his behavior to our administration. There really any wiggle wrong here; I had a clear obligation to do it, but it's going to hurt my ability to teacher other students and certainly wrecked my relationship with this particular student. Sometimes doing the right thing makes you the bad guy. I don't think I make much of a villian, but it's true just the same.
As a pastor, I'm used to the notion that not everyone is going to be willing to listen to the Gospel message; some will reject it for now, others for good, but there's a confidence that comes from knowing the absolute value of what you're trying to share with others. In school settings, the students often complain that what they're learing isn't important (whether or not it is), and to add to this, they're generally forced to be here. Imagine if your church was half full of people who hated being there, who tried to sleep during the service or spent the whole time texting on their phone. It's days like this that make my ministry seem all the more important because the root cause of these problems in the academic world are spiritual needs of the students (and their families). How can a student focus on learning when the only things in their life that has meaning are drugs and sex? How can we expect a student to care about literature or history if they find their own life to be meaningless? As always, God bless our teachers, their job is never easy {note: both my brother, sister, sister-in-law, brother-in-law, wife and myself are teachers, I just have the fortune to also be a pastor}
Friday, October 9, 2009
What I've Learned about Marriage and Success - Ephesians 4:25
One of the things that you learn from being married for a while is that it doesn't take a triumphal entry to consider yourself a success. I can't claim to have made much money in life, nor to have become in anyway famous (outside of a bunch of kids who recognize me as Mr. Powell; not quite the same thing), but I am proud to say that I have found success as a husband. Now, don't get me wrong, I don't know any secret formulas (even though the bookstores are full of books that claim to have them), I've just tried to take seriously the advice of Paul in Ephesians 4:25 that husbands need to "love your wives just as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her".
As a pastor, I hope that I have a clear notion of just how much Christ loved the Church (after all, that's what I preach about on a regular basis; Christ's love for us), and let me tell you, that's an ambitious goal. {Note to husbands: we don't have any chance of matching Christ's love for the church when we love our wives, but that doesn't mean we're not obligated to try}.
So what does it mean to love your wife as Christ loves the Church? Step one, you need to put yourself 2nd. That right there is the root of the problem for most men. We may be willing to say "I love you", but we're not so keen on saying, "I love you more than I love myself". Sorry to rain on your parade, but if you're not willing to go that far, you'll never be much of a husband.
Which brings me back to my original thought; I've had some success in my marriage to my beautiful wife Nicole because I decided early on to demonstrate to her that I care for her more than I care for myself through simple acts of kindess. Maybe that means bringing home flowers unexpectedly, or leaving a note for her; whatever form it takes, those simple things are the small steps we husbands need to be taking in order to build up our character in relation to our wives. Guys, it isn't the big moments that make you a better man (because you'll fail in them if you wait for them to decide to step up), it's living like a servant toward your wife each and every day.
As a pastor, I hope that I have a clear notion of just how much Christ loved the Church (after all, that's what I preach about on a regular basis; Christ's love for us), and let me tell you, that's an ambitious goal. {Note to husbands: we don't have any chance of matching Christ's love for the church when we love our wives, but that doesn't mean we're not obligated to try}.
So what does it mean to love your wife as Christ loves the Church? Step one, you need to put yourself 2nd. That right there is the root of the problem for most men. We may be willing to say "I love you", but we're not so keen on saying, "I love you more than I love myself". Sorry to rain on your parade, but if you're not willing to go that far, you'll never be much of a husband.
Which brings me back to my original thought; I've had some success in my marriage to my beautiful wife Nicole because I decided early on to demonstrate to her that I care for her more than I care for myself through simple acts of kindess. Maybe that means bringing home flowers unexpectedly, or leaving a note for her; whatever form it takes, those simple things are the small steps we husbands need to be taking in order to build up our character in relation to our wives. Guys, it isn't the big moments that make you a better man (because you'll fail in them if you wait for them to decide to step up), it's living like a servant toward your wife each and every day.
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