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03 giugno

Ready for His Coming? (part 2)

(So sorry that I'm a little late in putting here the second part of this topic.  Dawn asked me sometime back about the ending of the story in Part One.  Well, Dawn, of course the Champion won, as we ourselves shall see in God's own time, when Jesus comes back and establishes His eternal reign.  Are you ready?  I hope this Part Two will help you look inside yourself to answer that question.)
 
 
The Bible has painted for us this foreknowledge so we can be prepared for His coming.  Matthew 25:1-10 tells us the story of the 5 wise virgins and 5 foolish ones.  When I was a new believer reading this parable, I thought to myself that the 5 virgins who had the oil were extremely selfish ... they should have shared the oil with their friends!  But as I grew in the knowledge of who God is and what He has given to us, then I realize that this account is not a lesson in sharing.  It is a lesson in being prepared for Jesus, and in using wisely what He has given -- most of all, it's a lesson in perseverance and unshakeability of our focus!   
 
Jesus makes this point by contrast, not by comparison; by disanalogy, not by analogy .  Do not view this parable vis-a-vis the custom of Mideast weddings ... I have not heard of any wedding custom even in that part of the world where latecoming guests, though socially awkward, are ultimately excluded from the joy of the celebration. But we are here talking about the eternal wedding feast, so let's adjust our minds a little bit.  When that bridegroom finally comes to take us to that ultimate wedding feast, which will be the occasion of all true joy and celebration for all eternity, if we are not ready to follow him, then we will never be allowed into that feast at all. That's how it is in the kingdom of heaven.  
 
Here are just a few points to meditate on:
1)  Altogether, the 10 virgins represent all those who call themselves friends of the bridegroom.  They all look alike, they all act alike.  We read "churchgoers" here, don't we?  :)  In church are both the spiritually ready and un-ready.  They sit together in the pews, much like the wheat and the tares are in the same field.  They both carry bibles (all ten virgins carried lamps), but not all of them live lives of commitment, vision and perseverance (oil for the lamp) worthy of His coming.  Yep, you and I are the virgins, and hopefully, we are sided with those who are considered wise, and not foolish.  
 
Incidentally, many readers of this parable think that the 10 virgins represent the church.  Not so.  The Church is the Bride -- the 10 virgins are individual persons.  Virgin character refers to the whole church, virgins (plural) are individual members of the body.  Jesus makes this parable very personal to highlight the need for each individual's spiritual preparedness.
 
2)  Why is Jesus issuing such a warning? Because He knows that His coming will be delayed -- "delayed" not in the sense that an external circumstance prevents Him from coming, but "delayed" only in the reality that He will come at His own timetable.  And He wants us to know that.  God will inevitably keep His promise, but He will not keep it just because we demand that He does it NOW.  Who do we think we are???  The Kingdom of God will come in all of its glory, but in the meantime, there are things to do to get ready and remain ready to follow the bridegroom to the feast when finally He does come. 
 
Personally, I think it's harder to be prepared when I don't have a timetable to work with.  Recently, a ministry leader in our church asked me about a loosely-discussed project, and asked when I could have it ready.  I was FAR from ready, so all I could say was, "Uh-oh.  Give me a schedule and I'll get there pretty strong."  This may be acceptable for external jobs like this (it had better be, because as I said, I'm far from ready!), but not for the Eternal Feast.  Hence this parable.  The absence of a timetable is not the same as the erasure of a promise.
 
I suspect that this was what the wise virgins knew all along.  They were ready for the fact that the Bridegroom may just surprise them bigtime, so they were ready for a long wait.  They carried extra oil for when the lamps ran low, bearing with the extra weight and extra work of gathering the oil.  They exercised forethought, planning, and dedication. That's why they were called "wise".  The foolish (from the Greek word moros, same as moron) virgins did not prepare, content to carry only enough oil to appear wise. Doesn't that sound like a lot of so-called Christians? They carry out God's instructions with the least amount of effort they think they can get away with.  But their store of oil gets depleted, and they have nothing more.  Their perseverance, like that of the foolish virgins, is incomplete.
 
3) Did you notice that both the wise and the foolish virgins fell asleep as they waited for the long overdue bridegroom?  That was, surprisingly, an encouragement to me -- a word from God that He doesn't judge me for those times when I feel slow-poked in my walk, and that sometimes I do end up slumbering and sleeping!  Notice closely how these two terms are used separately here.  There is actually a critical difference.  The word "slumbered" means nod, a transient act, whereas "slept" in this context carried a tense that signified it to be a continuous act.  Isn't that an amazing nuance of God's word?  We see the progression of lethargy. What a reminder!!  First, all ten virgins nodded their heads as if napping, and later, they slept continuously and deeply.  Initial weariness is the first step to further spiritual decay.  It is vital to catch temporary apathy early to prevent permanent disillusionment.
 
4) At midnight, a cry was heard, says v. 6.  Midnight here represents the least time that you would expect a VIP to come.  But our God is a God of surprises, and we should expect Him to specialize in the unexpected.  I think the wise virgins knew this -- all because they knew Him.  And because they knew Him, they recognized His signal.  So up from their sleep they got, and went on the business of trimming their lamps.  That's the same word as kosmeo, which means to beautify as a final preparation for the big event.  The wise virgins had kept their flame burning, and had made sure of the means to keepit so.  
 
And this is what God asks of us: for our desire, our love, our commitment to Him to keep burning.  He wants to find us energized for His coming.  I know He is now sending out signals of His presence, and we are to get up to kosmeo not just our bodies but all that we do, for Him. 
I had often wondered why the 5 virgins did not share the oil with their friends, when they already knew that the Groom was coming.  Why?  Then, I realized that this parable is a lesson in perseverance and commitment, and it became clear.  In our Christian walk, nobody can persevere for us.  We have to do that ourselves.  Nobody can carry preparedness on our behalf; we have to get our own states prepared.  Nobody can double a commitment enough to carry another; it is a person-to-person issue.  Our faith must be our own; it cannot be borrowed, nor can moral character or spiritual gifts be transferred.  Thinking we can hitch a ride without responsibility is nothing short of foolishness, and such spiritual negligence bears awful consequences.
 
I pray that, as we hear the trumps of God's chariot, our lamps and our vessels are full.  Friends, let yourselves be kosmeo -- beautified for His coming.  Indeed, that can only happen if your store of faith is full.
21 maggio

Ready for His coming? (part one)

I'm sure many of us have been watching events worldwide, especially the disasters that happened in Myanmar and China.  Someone asked me if these are birthpains of the Lord's coming, as underscored in the Bible.  Yes, I believe so.  
 
In Luke 21:10-12, Jesus said to His disciples:  “Nation will rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom.  And there will be great earthquakes in various places, and famines and pestilences; and there will be fearful sights and great signs from heaven.  But before all these things, they will lay their hands on you and persecute you, delivering you up to the synagogues and prisons. You will be brought before kings and rulers for My name’s sake." 
 
If you don't think persecution against Christians and Christian convictions is happening now, think again.  Just this week, the ban on late-term abortion was lifted in Virginia.  In California, gay marriage was given the go signal.  These are issues that Christians have long stood against, and frankly, in the legislative courts of today, we are losing ground.  That's persecution disguised as "law of the land", and Christians and moral standers are being brought to court for them.  No surprise there. That's really the sound of His coming.
 
I once made up a story for Michael when he was a little boy, one of those top-of-my-head bedtime stories to encourage him to play with his imagination while tying it to a bible picture:
There were two camps of warriors fighting to rule the land.  One camp was very much the underdog in all battles, but occasionally they would have a victory so big that it would wipe out all the losses of the past.  Even so, they were waiting for what had been promised through the ages: a victory so marked as final that they would rule forever more.  That battle was to be fought only by an uncommon champion, someone who had walked with them long ago but had left the camp to get more ammunition and a bigger army.  This was their highest general who would rally their sagging spirits.    
 
One afternoon, while talking about the battle plan with other men of the camp, the lieutenant felt the wind blow.  He straightened up with a smile on his face and said to his men, "Take heart, men, our champion is coming."  One man asked, "How do you know that, sir?"  And the lieutenant said, "His voice is in the wind, and so is his scent. But as to the hour of his arrival, I do not know."  
 
That night, the lieutenant kept watch, and then the ground rumbled and broke open, and a trumpet sounded.  "He's here, he's here!" the lieutenant called .  Again, one man asked, "But how do you know that's not the enemy?"  The lieutenant looked at his soldier and said, "Only the foot trumps of his chariot has the cadence to break open the ground as it is happening now, and only his trumpet can shake the trees as how you see."
Michael and I remembered this story a few weeks ago (of course the words to the story are much nicer and grown-up now, haha), and we decided to make it a family parable.  I think that's great. :)  All these things that are happening in the world ... these definitely are the "Foot trumps of His chariot," with a cadence known only by those who have studied His ways and have seen His power.   Have you? 
 
Take time now to know Jesus.  He has continued His love for you through all the ages, and He wants you with Him when He comes again.
 
(Next week, I will have here a "Part Two" of this study, as we look at two different kinds of people who say they are ready for His coming.  That's in Matthew 25:1-10.  I hope you read it ahead of time and decide which side you are on.  I look forward to being with you again next week!)
 
08 maggio

Into my quiet space

Oh, you guys are so funny.  I disappear a little while from any kind of social scene, and here many of you are, asking if I’m alright.  Yes, friends, I’m doing fine, thank you very much.  Life keeps on getting more hectic, I guess.  My best friend told me the other day that I have been “weird” lately – it gets kind of scary when Michelle, the queen of weird in my book (fondly said), hoists upon me that description.  Something must be up.  J

 

I’ve been really busy.  And I feel that I need space now for ME.  In the movie War of the Worlds, the young girl played by Dakota Fanning would close her eyes, put her arms in a circle in front of her, and take deep breaths while everything around her was going crazy.  That circle was her “personal space”, her quiet spot where no one could harm or faze her.  I borrowed that idea for myself the other day, figuratively speaking, but I realized I had no arms to put in a circle in front of me because they were laden with stuff -- things to do, deadlines to meet, conferences to tackle, domestic issues to resolve, family and friendly visits to host, etc.  It was a whirlwind. So I had to let go of a whole bunch of things, and be in my quiet world even for just a little while.  That’s why I’m writing to friends; you are part of my quiet world.  Michelle will have to take back her description of “weird.”

 

“Quiet”, though, really runs contrary to my personal instinct. I’m one of those who torpedo through most of life, and am pretty predisposed to this “perpetual motion” concept.  That’s not so bad, really – except when I begin to think (and this is quite often, too) that the world as I know it would get sucked into a black hole if I’d quit working!  I know this arrogance doesn’t paint a pretty picture of myself, but I had often thought that if I don’t do what I do or need to do, everything would tumble faster than I can say “fuzzy-wuzzy slippers” (that’s my quiet world companion).

 

Well, tough!  I’m not that important.  Neither are you.  At least not in any way near of a savior status. Nobody is looking to you to save the world – and if anyone is, he’d just have to get over it.  J There is just our small, small slice of life, and even in that area, we simply do what we can, the best way we can, and call it a day.   “Rest” is a biblical mandate, and it does not mean just sleeping the hours away.  It means being refreshed and restored in every aspect – physical, mental, emotional and spiritual – because of intimate fellowship with the One who is  equipped to save the world and myself: God.

 

Going back to that picture of “personal space” a la Dakota Fanning.  That would be a picture of me, with arms stretched out in a circle before me.   But this has more substance, because right in the center of my arms is Jesus, and He likes being there.  Nobody can shake Him away.  The best part is that while I bring my arms around Him, He wraps His around me too, and no one – absolutely no one – can rattle me while He has me in that loving and protective embrace.  I am safe.  Everything around me can go crazy, but I am quiet in the arms of my Savior.  And I know that when it’s time, He will raise one arm against the storm, rebuke the wind, and say, “Peace!  Be still.”  (Mark 4:39)  And everything will be quiet, as again He leads me to a sizzling, bright new day.  With my fuzzy-wuzzy slippers.

 

29 marzo

A Quality Life

I have been thinking a lot about QUALITY these days, and my prayer for myself this year is that I will demonstrate a quality that is beyond question.  On Wednesday morning, as I prepared myself for the day, I heard a message  on the radio that described Joseph of the Old Testament as possessing "quality righteousness".  I thought to myself,  "Quality Righteousness ... oooh, what is that?"  And so I determined on that early Wednesday morning that I was going to do some digging on Joseph's already very familiar story and find very specific demonstrations of "quality righteousness."  I was not disappointed.  There were plenty of examples to study in the life of Joseph, but there was one episode that struck me as carrying very specific instructions for my own life.  It was when Joseph was told by his father Jacob to go to Shechem to check up on his brothers' well-being.  "As you know, your brothers are grazing the flocks near Shechem. Come, I am going to send you to them" (Genesis 37:13).  There are two main points I see about QUALITY.
 
1)  Quality in a person evidences itself, and directs him to have important tasks in the kingdom of God. 
When Jacob sent Joseph, I thought right off the bat that this was just a little foolhardy of Jacob because this dad knew that Joseph wasn't liked by his brothers (v.11).  But on the very same token, he knew that something was afoot with Joseph as well.  He could feel it in his heart :  Joseph possessed a quality, a special gifting about him.  Jacob couldn't understand it much, but he could always see it, maybe by the way Joseph carried himself, or spoke, or transacted with others, be they brothers or servants.  And it was this knowledge of Joseph's quality that became the basis for this "order to go to Shechem."  I sometimes wonder why Jacob didn't send a servant -- he could certainly afford that!  Maybe Jacob had in his heart that this would be a bonding time between Joseph and his brothers.  It seems reasonable to think that.  But the main point still is, Jacob entrusted to Joseph a sensitive task -- that of bringing something good to his hungry brothers.
 
Isn't Joseph a "type" of Jesus this way, a foreshadowing?  Think about it.  Jacob knew that the task would be dangerous for Joseph, but he sent Joseph anyway.  God did the same with us -- He sent His Son to bring life.  And He did ... bring us life, that is!
 
Personally, I want to be such a bearer of quality as Joseph.  I want people to see something in me, and entrust me with tasks that even though they know would test me, they'd still say, "She can handle that." 
2)  Quality goes the extra mile. 
Joseph was instructed to check on the welfare of the brothers who hated him.  It would be no picnic, but he obeyed.  That impressed me.  But what really hit me was what Joseph did when he got to Shechem -- this was what made hima person of Quality Righteousness.  When Joseph reached Shechem, the brothers weren't there. At this point he could have gone home and told his father in all honesty that he had tried but couldn't find his brothers.  But listen to this: Joseph obeyed or honored not only his father's WORDS, but also his father's INTENTIONS.  Isn't that just the coolest thing?  His father wanted him to check on his brothers' welfare, so Joseph, through the help of a stranger in v. 15-17 (I wonder if this was an angel!!), tracked them down in Dothan, which was like 15 miles away.
 
Joseph didn't stop just because his brothers were not in Shechem.  He went on ahead to where intel had told him his brothers would be.  He went the extra mile -- all because he knew his father had a mission for him, and he would follow that order to completion.  That's quality!
 
And this is how how I want to be -- in all departments of my life, I want to be the one to go the extra mile for what I know is my task.  If it's to be a blessing to a friend, then I will be the best blessing I can possibly be, each time I get a chance.  If it is to be a mom, as indeed it is, then I shall go the extra mile for that too.  So long as I bring a blessing to people, I will milk that blessing for what it's worth.  Because I know that in blessing others, I myself will be blessed.  Proverbs says, "Blessed is he who brings refreshment, for he himself will be refreshed."  Joseph probably carried the same principle -- and though his refreshment took years before it saw fulfillment, he kept faith.  His perspective was more elongated than his circumstances.
Friends, this is a very simple devo, but it carries significant reminders for me.  I hope it does for you too.  I would like to believe that I have the mindset of a quality person already, but I SEE, too, that there are still so many areas to grow into.  I do not want to be prideful.  Indeed, I just need to look at Joseph's example and see how he was brought from one trial to the next, all because God needed to bring him to a level of absolute teachability, yieldedness, and maturity. 
 
Through all tests, though, Joseph remained focused.  While he was absolutely humbled, neither did he swing to the other end of the pendulum: a place of discouragement.  I often look to Joseph's example when I begin to lose sight of a quality perspective -- and always I begin to see that the reason why Joseph was able to resist discouragement was that he had confidence in both the presence and purpose of God.  Always, we read, "The Lord was with Joseph."  I believe that means so much more than God being with Joseph in a companionship sort of way -- it means that God STRONGLY resided in Joseph's heart, and He always spoke to his conscience and heart.  So much so that when faced with temptation, Joseph could steadfastly say, "How can I sin against God?"  He was acutely aware of God's presence.
 
And acutely aware of God's purpose, too.  In much the same way that Joseph knew his father's purpose in sending him to Shechem, Joseph knew God's hand in all the things that happened to him.  And so he could deliver his famous line:  "You meant it for evil, but God meant it for good to accomplish what is now being done, the saving of many lives." (Genesis 50:19-20).  Isn't that a good thing to remember?  It is not our purpose to be unfolded as we seek to lead quality lives, but God's purpose.   A solid reminder for me.  I pray to always remember.
 
Love,
Fides
15 marzo

Missing the Mark (Palm Sunday thoughts)

In 1992 in New York, there was a ticker tape parade for Nelson Mandela after he was released from prison in South Africa.  Mandela came to New York City to celebrate and to thank those who supported him during his long fight against apartheid. What was different about this parade was that, though it took place in the usual place in the heart of Wall Street, the people of the city who turned out to greet him were the poor, the homeless, those on the fringe. They were all there to thank Nelson Mandela for giving them hope.  And as this popular figure moved through the streets, the people began to sing a South African Hymn: a song of freedom and liberation.  And then they began to dance, a very stylized dance, raising their arms to say that they were with him.

This reminds me of the Triumphal Entry of Jesus into Jerusalem just a few days before He died, then rose again.  He came to Jerusalem a much-loved man, so did Nelson Mandela.  There was singing both in Jerusalem and the streets of New York.  The songs were about freedom and liberation, both in Jerusalem and New York.  Mandela was viewed as a savior by the poor people of New York; Jesus also viewed a savior by the poor oppressed Jews of that time, albeit a political savior, which we will discuss later.  The difference was that while Nelson Mandela had the parade because of a past victory that the crowd already knew about, Jesus had a journey to a far bigger future triumph, but one which nobody in crowd knew or even understood. 

As Jesus entered Jerusalem that day, people spread cloaks and palm branches on the road before him shouting "Hosanna! Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord!" "Hosanna in the highest!" (Matthew 21:9).  John's gospel said that the people also added one line to this traditional "Hosanna":  " ... the King of Israel!" (John 12:13). 

You see, to the Jews gathering for the important Passover festival, Jesus was the king -- just not a spiritual king, but a political king ... someone to overthrow the oppressive Roman government, not to save their souls.  They shouted "HOSANNA" (hoshi-ya-na)  which literally means "Save us, now!".  Often, we think of Hosanna as an acclamation, and it is.  But in the context of the Jews of that day, this phrase taken from Psalm 118:25, was a cry for help.  Psalm 118 is part of the Hallel psalms, sung during the important Jewish festivals.  It is therefore familiar to all Jews, much like our Christmas carols would be familiar to those who celebrate Christmas.  This same word Hosanna is used in 2 Kings 6:26, where we read of a woman who cried out to the king of Israel during a terrible famine. Dying from hunger, she cried, “Help me, my lord the king!”  The Jews were looking to Jesus for help, for they long have been under Roman rule, and never liked it.

Not long after the crowds were shouting Hosanna, though, the atmosphere in Jerusalem changed. Other shouts began to be heard -- not shouts of adoration this time, but shouts of anger.  "Crucify him!" (Matthew 27:22).  What happened? Jesus disappointed them.  That is what happened. 

But did Jesus really disappoint them as much as they disappointed Him, and the One who sent Him?  Remember, as Jesus approached Jerusalem, His heart broke, He wept and said, “If you had known, even you, especially in this your day, the things that make for your peace! But now they are hidden from your eyes."  Jesus was actually addressing the Pharisees and the hard-hearted people -- individuals whom He loved and wept for! That  should encourage you:  Jesus weeps for you if you are lost or are missing the mark of God's plan! 

Is this you?  The reality is, there is a Pharisee in all of us.  We disappoint God and make Him weep sometimes (Ephesians 4:30).  Let's take a look at these people during Jesus' time, Pharisees and ordinary crowds alike, and see how we can relate.

1.  They misunderstood His mission.  Twice during Jesus' 3-year ministry on earth did the throng try to make Him king.  The first was when he fed the five thousand using only five loaves and two fish (John 6:15).  Jesus slipped away from them, just as He slipped away from these politically minded people when He came to Jersualem during the Passover (John 12:36).  The Jews did not understand that Jesus had come to "seek and save the lost" -- they only saw Him as good for the Jewish economy (He could make endless bread!) and Jewish politics. They saw Him as an escape.  Their thoughts were probably that once Jesus was King, they could just lie back, relax and live happily ever after.  King Jesus would do all the work.

Isn't this still true today? We think it's God's job to make us happy.  We don't understand that as Jesus had come to seek and save us , He also had come to refine us.  We just want Him as a king who would give us peace, and daily bread.  Jesus could certainly have called on God's angels to annihilate the Romans, the Jews' thorn on the side, but He didn't do that.  His purposes were much higher (John 12:27): He wanted them to see the face of God and in seeing, love Him, find joy and all in all.

Bill Hybels, pastor of Willow Creek Community Church in the Chicago area, said that Christians often like going from the triumph to triumph -- from the joy of Palm Sunday to the ecstacy of Easter, with no Good Fridays in between.  But that's not going to work.  Jesus' mission is to draw us to Him forever.  He refines, sustains, lifts up, empowers ... and best of all, He saves our hearts for eternity.

2.  They misread all the signs.  Jesus on a donkey was a direct fulfilment of the prophecy of Zechariah over 400 years earlier. Zechariah 9:9 "Rejoice greatly, O daughter of Zion! Shout, O daughter of Jerusalem!  Behold, your King is coming to you; He is just and having salvation, Lowly and riding on a donkey, A colt, the foal of a donkey."  The Pharisees knew the passage, and hence they were even more upset that Jesus had come.  If you had one prophecy after another being fulfilled right before your eyes, would you not be convinced that "there is more to this Man ," and would that not open your eyes to something that God wants you to realize?  Not the Pharisees.  Of all people, they were the ones who knew about prophecies, but they deliberately misread the hand of God.  The pharisees saw a threat to their power; God wanted them to see their gentle, loving God.

It wasn't just the Pharisees who easily missed the signs.  Jesus' disciples had been with Him all the time seeing miracle after miracle, yet they still did not completely understand who He was.  John 12:28-30 has a very short account of how far the disciples themselves missed the mark; here, Jesus said:  "Father, glorify Your name."  And a voice came from heaven, saying, “I have both glorified it and will glorify it again.”  People stood by and heard it too, but they said that it had thundered. Others said that an angel spoke.  Jesus answered and said, “This voice did not come because of Me, but for your sake.  Now is the judgment of this world."

The disciples heard the sound, and figured it to be THUNDER!  Others said that  "an angel spoke to Him."  They were off the mark.  We still are. Let's read all the signs right, and know indeed that Jesus is the Son of God, and He is our Lord.

Do you recognize Jesus for who He is?  The Bible is God's revelation to us, and if you want to see God, you have to read His word. God may also show Himself to us through different things: through people we meet everyday, circumstances that happen, or even just the stirring of your soul about something.  Many people see God through hindsight -- they look back at some things in their past, and suddenly it becomes clear how God HAD been there with them,  though it did not always feel that way.  I encourage you to look ... God is with you, "just and having salvation, lowly and riding on a donkey" -- and He wants you to put your faith in Him.  The Pharisees did not do that, even believers fell short of that, and they missed out on the best opportunity ever to be with the Messiah as He fulfilled His mission.

3. They misdirected their energies.  Just prior to Jesus' triumphal entry, Jesus brought Lazarus back to life.  This made Jesus very popular, also because He made other miraculous deeds everywhere He went.  Instead on believing, though, the Pharisees spent all their time hating and plotting against Him.  What a waste of energy!  They also wanted to kill Lazarus, because he was living proof of God's power, and the miracle involving him was causing many to turn to Jesus (John 20:10).  

Many of us are like the Pharisees this way.  When we see the hand of God in a mighty blessing on others, we spend a lot of time being envious.  Then we try to shift the favor on us, so that we would not miss what we think are OUR advantages.  The Pharisees did not want to lose their societal advantage, so they plotted to kill.  The followers didn't want to lose their advantage of having a supernatural champion in their corner, so they worked hard to make Jesus King.  Neither was what Jesus wanted.

Do you know what pleased Jesus?  It was this act: "Mary took a pound of very costly oil of spikenard, anointed the feet of Jesus, and wiped His feet with her hair. And the house was filled with the fragrance of the oil."  WORSHIP -- that's all that Jesus required.  Mary, the sister of Lazarus, did this wonderful act of worship very shortly before the triumphal entry.  Again, we see Judas who was later to betray Jesus, being filled with envy.  He asked, "Why was this fragrant oil not sold for three hundred denarii and given to the poor?” This he said, not that he cared for the poor, but because he was a thief, and had the money box; and he used to take what was put in it. But Jesus said, “Let her alone; she has kept this for the day of My burial.  For the poor you have with you always, but Me you do not have always.”

Jesus does not want us going around trying to make things perfect according to whatever standard we have.  All He desires is our time, love, devotion, and worship.  And when we do that, we will be like Mary's perfume:  "We will fill the house with fragrance."  Don't misdirect your energies; just stay close to Jesus' feet.

4.  They misjudged His scope.  There is an important passage in John 12 that foreshadowed how great Jesus' reach would be, but this is often overlooked.  It is the arrival of some Greeks who come to Philip with the request, "Sir, we wish to see Jesus" (v. 21). Now in spite of the universal and worldwide implications of Zechariah's prophecy in Zechariah 9, and in spite of the Pharisees' "unintentional prophecy" in v. 19, "Look the world has gone after him," the predominant mindset of the crowds at the triumphal entry was very nationalistic and narrow—indeed, very Jewish. You see that from their cry, "Blessed is the King of Israel."

So this incident of the Greeks stands again in contrast, precisely because it is so international. As they were coming to Jerusalem to worship at the Feast of Passover, it is clear that these Greeks were "God-fearers." But the fact remains they were Greeks! They weren't Jews! And for John this coming of the Greeks and their heartfelt desire to see Jesus is very significant. It represents a small yet very real down-payment of the world coming to Jesus. It is the beginning of the fulfillment of Jesus' promise in v. 32: "And I, when I am lifted up from the earth, will draw all men (Greeks and well as Jews, and all the world) to myself."  And we again note the prophecy in Zechariah 9:10, "His dominion shall be from sea to sea, and from the River to the ends of the earth."

Application: We do tend to limit in our minds what God can do.  Let's not do that anymore.  The Jews took the mistaken notion that Jesus was theirs alone.  The Pharisees had the wrong idea that Jesus challenged them alone.  In truth, Jesus had so much more in mind than the inhabitants of Jerusalem, although that ancient city will always be special to Him.  But God said in His word that it is His desire that ALL shall be saved ... that is, all the peoples of the world.

In our own lives, this concept follows, in that we tend to give to Jesus only a portion of our lives.  But His desire is bigger -- He wants us to turn ourselves over to Him so completely, that we find our fullness in Him.  We are famous for being Sunday Christians.  But God desires that we be Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, on to Saturday Christians too!  God's scope is far-reaching.  If we give to Him all that we have, He returns all blessings many times over.  Luke 6:38 says, "Give, and it will be given to you: good measure, pressed down, shaken together, and running over will be put into your bosom. For with the same measure that you use, it will be measured back to you.”  We should all learn the lesson that we cannot outgive God.

5. They misaligned their priorities.  John 20:42-43 has an intriguing phrase:  "Nevertheless even among the rulers many believed in Him, but because of the Pharisees they did not confess Him, lest they should be put out of the synagogue; for they loved the praise of men more than the praise of God." 

Nothing more need to be said about that -- it is pretty much self-explanatory.  But I think we all see ourselves a lot in that verse -- we love the praise of men more than the praise of God.  When things are good and energetic, like the time of the Triumphal entry, we join the crowd and sing "Hosanna to the King!"  But when things turn against what we find comfortable, we cower in fear.  Where were the people who professed loyalty to Jesus, at the time the scourging took place, four days after the triumphal entry?  They ran away.  They hid.  Not that we blame them -- it was a pretty scary moment. 

But in the final analysis, we need to choose: do we follow God, or do we follow men?  Do we go to live in His power, or do we whittle and die with no contribution to the kingdom?  Many of the rulers believed in Jesus ... but they were afraid to get out of their comfort zone.  Are we?  Are our priorities godly in His sight, that we will take our cross and follow Him?  Are we light to the world, or are we hiding under the pitcher?

It is time to choose.  The Pharisee in all of us must not win anymore.  The hour is at hand, says the Lord.

14 febbraio

so, after a LOOOONG absence

Well ... I guess I cannot get away with any more long absences.  In an obscure way, I really felt good about being hounded by some of you (especially my dear friend Dawn Doty) for a new entry.  So sorry for my silence ... I have been very busy, and maybe if the spirit hits me, I will tell you all about everything that's been going on in my life -- going from crazy to crazier, interspersed by rare moments of quiet.  Right now, though, I am just very relieved to have this time with you, and I hope Dawn will smile at me and say, "Way to go, sister!"  One of these days, Dawn -- yep, soon -- I will write all about your sweetness and goodness in my life, and why you never cease to make me laugh!  Right now, it'll be our little secret ....
 
But I cannot write on my blog without at least sharing a little bit of God-filled wisdom that I hope will build you up, and you can somehow see your own experiences reflected on what I have to say.  We are here to learn from each other, so here goes my devo for today.  I must tell you that this comes straight from an email I wrote to my beloved friend Michelle.  Every Thursday or so, we do try to come together through chat or email exchange ... it's an accountability time for the both of us, and I cannot tell you how important that is to me.  You will glean from this letter that Michelle has some health issues, as have I -- and that sometimes these health concerns do bring us down.  But God's hand is mighty, and always -- He never ever fails -- He brings us up to His marvelous glory.
 
Read on, friends, and I hope you take a piece of knowledge or two from this little devo:
 
Hi Michelle,
 
I thought I might start my day after quiet time with a greeting to my dear friend.  My prayer for you was very earnest this morning, because yesterday you said that your body felt like there was fire in your bones -- and very earnest for myself as well, because I still have very painful and very angry rashes on my body today.  I hope you're much better today ... well, if not this minute, then I pray that the day will wear on with triumph for you.  I am praying the same thing for myself.  I think the ones on my face have started to abate some -- on my torso and legs, they're quite another matter.  But we'll see how the day progresses.
 
Arnold had to drive up to Chicago last night (he's on his way back now) because he had to hand-deliver important documents to our lawyer up there.  The folks in Indiana had mistakenly (or ineptly -- sorry, I am very angry at them right now) sent the documents to us.  Thanks to Eric's help in tracking down those papers.  FedEx brought the documents right around 8:15 pm ... much too late for any overnight courier service that could have spared Arnold the drive up to the big city.  Poor guy.  From Chicago, he will go straight to work.  Not a good way to start his day -- much less Valentine's Day.  He and I have never been big on this red-and-pink day ... but I at least would have loved a great big squeeze and kiss from him this morning!  :)
 
Well, as I said, my prayers were very earnest for you and me early this morning.  As I sat there just laying us down for the Lord, I thought of Mary and Elizabeth in the book of Luke.  Yeah, sure, they had very different circumstances than we do -- but this morning, the heart of the matter to me was that God brought these two women together for a purpose higher than their own (they are cousins).  They came together 1) to glorify the Lord; 2) to lend strength to each other; 3) to show the world what Luke 2:37 means -- "For with God, nothing WILL BE impossible."
 
Future tense, compared to the present tense of Luke 18:27, and the present imperfect tenses of Jeremiah 32:17 (in context of the whole passage) and Jeremiah 32:27.  So as I thought about these things, I took SUCH great comfort in the fact that God is just not done yet with me, nor with YOU!  I heard a phrase this morning which really helped me, and I believe it was the voice of God through Chuck Swindoll: "We are all faced with a series of great opportunities brilliantly disguised as impossible situations."  Let's memorize that together, shall we?
 
Your illness, my illness -- these are impossible situations in the face of men.  But not with God!  Last week you told me that you remember YOUR progress made from last year's status, and give God the glory.  Awesome!  That helped me too ... I remember myself from 15 years ago when I was at death's door, with my hair falling out after turning orange ... and now here I am!  Crazy, crazy skin ... but alive to do God's work.  Who would've thought that this scrappy, messed up girl from the Philippines who had a very dim view of a joy-filled life would be able to speak to women and build them up and encourage them?!  Who would've thought that an arrogant army girl who felt invincible would experience first the shorthandedness of a no-God life, then experience to the full His abundance?! 
 
But God says, in both present and future tense, "I am the Lord God, the God of all flesh.  Is there anything too hard for Me?"  and "With God, nothing will be impossible."  His work continues.  And I know He wants you and me to travel this experience together, just as Mary and Elizabeth did, with their shared experience of carrying babies in their wombs.  The "babies in our wombs", yours and mine, is the glory-to-glory changing of our bodies.  We are getting better, though it may not be so evident.  But this is the time that we hold on to one another because we have much to share, and we have much to learn from each other.
 
I thought about this some more, and remembered the wedding at Cana, Jesus'  first earthly miracle.  Jesus did not just change water to wine -- He changed water to good wine.  His was a work of quality!!  That's you and me!  God is not changing us to mediocrity, but He is improving our quality!  Isn't that an awesome, awesome thought?  And as I dug deeper and deeper, I realized that there is that two-fold objective of Jesus in this miracle (and all other miracles), and they're found in John 2:11.  Jesus' objective in this work of quality:  1) to manifest His glory;  and 2) to have others believe in Him.  Check on it!  I'm not making it up!  This is not a mind-wrestling bible study ... it's straight from the heart of God!
 
I jumped and jumped this morning as I saw you and me placed in this situation.  You and I are being turned to GOOD WINE!!  Good wine that will be poured into the lives of others, that everything we do may manifest His glory and lead others to Him!  What a miracle.
 
I am liberated from my despondency this morning, because God is good, and I am good because -- only because -- of Him.
 
Thank you for being Elizabeth to my Mary -- or being Mary to my Elizabeth.  Whichever is which, I don't care ... it just encourages me to know that we are here TOGETHER at this stage for a reason, and the reason points to God alone.
 
I love you much.  Email me to let me know you got my message, and you understand my heart.
 
Fides
13 dicembre

Letter from Jesus about Christmas

I am not one to really take too much interest in popular email circulars entitled "Letter from God" -- not because they aren't pertinent, but mostly because they're like a rehash of the Bible.  I hope that does not offend anyone.  But if I really want to read a letter from God – to know His heart and find His plan – I will go to the Bible.  It is an outstanding declaration of love, and all throughout, I just hear Him say, "You are Mine, and I love you."

 

But this "Letter from Jesus about Christmas", emailed by my friend Sheryl, is different.  It is timely and insightful, but calls for a practicality that goes beyond the usual "Forward this to at least 12 people in the next 5 minutes" kind of thing.  I sometimes am much aggravated by such emails.  I will let you read this, and I pray that you will be encouraged to act, not just this Christmas but the whole year round.

 

Letter from Jesus about Christmas

Dear Children,

It has come to my attention that many of you are upset that folks are taking My name out of the season. Maybe you've forgotten that I wasn't actually born during this time of the year and that it was some of your predecessors who decided to celebrate My birthday on what was actually a time of pagan festival. Although I do appreciate being remembered anytime.

How I personally feel about this celebration can probably be most easily understood by those of you who have been blessed with children of your own. I don't care what you call the day. If you want to celebrate My birth, just GET ALONG AND LOVE ONE ANOTHER.

Now, having said that let Me go on. If it bothers you that the town in which you live doesn't allow a scene depicting My birth, then just get rid of a couple of Santas and snowmen and put in a small Nativity scene on your own front lawn. If all My followers did that there wouldn't be any need for such a scene on the town square because there would be many of them all around town.

Stop worrying about the fact that people are calling the tree a holiday tree, instead of a Christmas tree. It was I who made all trees. You can remember me anytime you see any tree. Decorate a grape vine if you wish: I actually spoke of that one in a teaching, explaining who I am in relation to you and what each of our tasks were. If you have forgotten that one, look up John 15: 1 - 8.

If you want to give Me a present in remembrance of My birth, here is my wish list: 

1. Instead of writing protest letters objecting to the way My birthday is being celebrated, write letters of love and hope to soldiers away from home. They are terribly afraid and lonely this time of year. I know, they tell Me all the time.

2. Visit someone in a nursing home. You don't have to know them personally. They just need to know that someone cares about them.

3. Instead of writing George complaining about the wording on the cards his staff sent out this year, why don't you write and tell him that you'll be praying for him and his family this year? Then follow up. It will be nice hearing from you again.

4. Instead of giving your children a lot of gifts you can't afford and they don't need, spend time with them. Tell them the story of My birth, and why I came to live with you down here. Hold them in your arms and remind them that I love them.

5. Pick someone that has hurt you in the past and forgive him or her.

6. Did you know that someone in your town will attempt to take their own life this season because they feel so alone and hopeless? Since you don't know who that person is, try giving everyone you meet a warm smile; it could make the difference.

7. Instead of nitpicking about what the retailer in your town calls the holiday, be patient with the people who work there. Give them a warm smile and a kind word. Even if they aren't allowed to wish you a "Merry Christmas" that doesn't keep you from wishing them one.

8. If you really want to make a difference, support a missionary-- especially one who takes My love and Good News to those who have never heard My name.

9. Here's a good one. There are individuals and whole families in your town who not only will have no "Christmas" tree, but neither will they have any presents to give or receive. If you don't know them, buy some food and a few gifts and give them to the Salvation Army or some other charity which believes in Me and they will make the delivery for you.

10. Finally, if you want to make a statement about your belief in and loyalty to Me, then behave like a Christian. Don't do things in secret that you wouldn't do in My presence. Let people know by your actions that you are one of Mine.

Don't forget; I am God and can take care of Myself.  Just love Me and do what I have told you to do. I'll take care of all the rest. Check out the list above and get to work; time is short. I'll help you, but the ball is now in your court. And do have a most blessed Christmas with all those whom you love and remember:

I LOVE YOU, JESUS

07 dicembre

Going to the movies?

The movie “The Golden Compass” opens in theaters today, and much has been written about it as being anti-God.  Philip Pullman, the author of the book from which the movie was taken, is of course a devoted, outspoken atheist, and through his writings openly suggests the idea of “killing God in the minds of children.”  This book is part of a trilogy called His Dark Materials, where he promotes doing away with God for the betterment of man.

 

I’m really not that much interested in telling you about the film.  I’m sure many of you have received an email or two (or more!) about it, most probably calling on you to not watch the movie.  Sometimes, though, this press to boycott has opposite effect: it drums up so much controversy about the movie that theater buffs are intrigued, and they rack up the numbers in the box theater.  I hope for that not to happen.

 

Yes, I will refuse to watch the film … not so much for its content, but more for the purpose behind that content.  Philip Pullman has blatantly thrown down the gauntlet by saying he wants to “kill God in the minds of children.”  That statement of purpose is to me no less than a statement of war, and he is going after my children.  Why should I back down?  Why should I give him the satisfaction of even knowing that his filth has infiltrated my camp?

 

Really now …you can be lax and choose to take the story-teller’s words as simply harmless tales -- or you can see the pied piper as the harbinger of death that he is.  Author Sandra Meiser wrote about that in The Pied Piper of Atheism, where is outlined the mercenary deceit of atheists in mainstream media.  In “The Golden Compass”, for example, we see dishings of clergy who kidnap and torture children, gay angels and fickle witches who patrol the skies, a wise shaman, warrior polar bears, a brilliant ex-nun and countless opportunities for children to get in touch with their inner “daemons,” talking animal-spirits who represent their souls.  All these revolving around Lyra and Will who eat forbidden fruit (sound familiar?) and finally get the opportunity to destroy God, which is premised as something they should have done the first time around.

 

To me, the stakes are too high. The enemy has called for war, and while I will not back down, I can and will fight this battle on my own terms, not his. 

 

In another interview, Philip Pullman says, “My books are about killing God.”  I almost wanted to laugh and say, “Oh yeah?  Well, His book is about killing YOU.” But then I thought: while that may be true in consequence (God will annihilate evil and all those who choose its path), it is not true in intent for each person that God has created.  Therein lies the difference.  God’s Word is love and hope, Philip Pullman’s books, and those of his minions, are just full of hate and darkness.

 

No contest in that one about which one I choose.

01 novembre

All Saints' Day

I'm borrowing something from Chuck Colson's BreakPoint.  This is simple reading, but worth pondering on, especially this All Saints' Day.  Honestly, for the longest time have I refused to celebrate this day, thinking it senseless, irrelevant and thoroughly pagan.  Chuck Colson gave me a new perspective, especially when he said that "we can learn so much from ... the Church triumphant."  I love that phrase! It really opened up for me what this day should be about -- not about ghouls and ghosts but about the Church triumphant!  Not about family and friends who have died, unless they exemplified something of Christ when they lived, or they have genuinely given their lives to Jesus and Him alone.  What can we learn from them?  How did they reflect the love of Jesus to us?  What legacy can we build on? 
 
I hope that today, we DO think about those who have come before us and teach our children to do the same.  We must realize that God has really given us a treasure trove of people we can continuously learn from, and God is calling us to keep the line going, the fire burning, and the strength flowing through generations.  Have a great day, y'all!
 
Honoring the Witnesses - All Saints' Day
 
It is Halloween again, and to be frank, I really don't look forward to talking about it on "Breakpoint" every year.  At best, Halloween has become an excuse to ask total strangers for candy.  At worst, it is a celebration of the mindless paganism our ancestors wisely turned their backs on.

So this year, I would like to turn your attention to the often-overlooked celebration that Halloween calls to mind. In case you have missed it before, the name Halloween is a shortening of All Hallow's Eve and signifies the night before All Saints' Day.

For centuries on All Saints' Day the Church celebrated the lives of Christians who went before us. And rightly so: We can learn so much from those whom the author of Hebrews calls that great cloud of witnesses.

The tradition of remembering the Church triumphant dates back to the time of the first Christian martyrs. When soldiers of Marcus Aurelius Verus came to arrest Polycarp, a beloved church leader, Polycarp greeted them kindly. According to the third century historian Eusebius, Polycarp "ordered a table to be laid for them immediately, invited them to eat as much as they liked, asking in return a single hour in which he could pray."

When Polycarp later stood in the coliseum, accused and surrounded by the jeering crowds, the governor pressed him to recant his faith. Instead, this man, who himself had been discipled by the Apostle John, said this: "For eighty-six years, I have been [Christ's] servant, and He has never done me wrong: How can I blaspheme my King who saved me?" As they were preparing to burn him alive, Polycarp offered up prayers of faith and praise.

In the years following Polycarp's death, Christians would gather annually to take communion beside his grave. There they would remember his brave witness and take courage from his example.

As the years passed, the day shifted in focus from remembering Polycarp to honoring all martyrs. By the seventh century, the Church created a holiday to honor all of God's saints—heroes of the faith.

One of my favorite heroes was a woman named Monica, who lived during the fourth century. She would never face flames or jeering crowds, as did Polycarp, but she did face testing. That testing came in the form of her own longing for the return of her prodigal son, Augustine. His licentious lifestyle made this Christian mother weep. Later, when Augustine, who is now known as one of the foremost theologians of Christianity and scholars of Western civilization, did come to Christ, he wrote this prayer: "My mother, Your faithful servant, wept to You for me, shedding more tears for my spiritual death than others shed for the bodily death of a son. You heard her."

I could tell you story after story like this, from Justin Martyr to Martin Luther to Amy Carmichael. But let me encourage you to do something this All Saints' Day. Take the lead in your church to honor the great saints who set examples for us. Reacquaint your children with Halloween's Christian origins. Research together and talk about the lives of Christian heroes.

Sure, go ahead and let the kids dress up like Batman and hit up your neighbors for candy. But when the hoopla of modern Halloween is over, encourage your kids to imitate some real heroes—not in what they put on, but in how they live their lives.

15 ottobre

What I Really Feel About America

I think I have to make clear that in my last post, my intent was not to run down American society, just the lack of accountability in some sectors (foremost of which is the media).  I say this because I got almost a handful of impassioned emails from the Philippines and elsewhere, spewing anger at America and Americans in general, and seemed to rely on the perception that I would agree with them.  I can’t. 

 

Here it is in unequivocal terms:  I LOVE AMERICA.  I do.  Below is an email I wrote to someone who read my blog; it seems he has had a great deal of resentment brewing for some time.  I edited the original email a little bit for the sake of clarity, especially as it was written in a mixture of English and Filipino.  Some of you will probably ask why I’m doing this.  My answer:  I just want you to know where my heart is.  This letter is very open … and I hope that as I share it, it will be taken in the spirit it was given: with honesty of heart.  Here’s the email.

 

Your email took me quite by surprise … I didn't realize you hate America that much.  I don't.  I love America.  I love being here.  It’s some people’s irresponsible attitude that I hate, including that of the irascible media.  Americans don't have a monopoly of such attitude, though ... even Filipinos and those from other countries exhibit that kind of attitude. You should read British, French or Canadian press -- they all have negative attitudes of some sort.  And yet I cannot say I hate France.  I cannot say I hate Great Britain, or Canada.  These countries are not jerks ...there are just some French, British or Canadian jerks, but not their entire populations.

 

In my experience here in our circles, Americans have truly been accepting of us as Filipinos.  It's too bad that things are presented very differently in some media, like TV.  But then, that can happen to anybody of any race.  That experience of the nurse in Chicago (note: he told me about an incident not too long ago when a Filipino nurse got yelled at in a store) is not exclusive to Filipinos, and neither is it a universal American trait to lambaste someone.  It's wrong to think that Americans in general are anti-Filipino ... they're not.  Yes, some sectors are irresponsible (as demonstrated by the Desperate Housewives incident), but then do you know that such things happen more frequently in Europe than here in the US?  It’s true – and yet it becomes a big issue only when it happens in and from the US.  Why is that?  You said something about the US being in a bashing mode ... how about the rest of the world bashing the US as well?

 

Our friends here respect us.  We've never been viewed as second-class, even though we’re not Americans.  And I love that.  I love that our friends love us, and they see us as a valuable part of their lives and the community.

 

And I'm happy that my boys are growing up here.  True, the values may be different from ours, but I think I am capable of rearing up my boys such that they will not forget traditional values that we as Filipinos have, like hard work, respect for elders and putting prime value on family -- and yet also imbibe the beautiful traits and values of Americans, like self-confidence, explorative spirit, and inquiring minds.  That is what I want for my children, and I think I'm so far succeeding quite well.  I will never let them forget their Filipino roots ... but I would love for them to embrace this new culture that we as a family have taken as our own.  My boys think of themselves as Americans, and I do not discourage that ... but at the same time they know that a special part of them is Filipino.  They feel very enriched by that.  I pray that among their friends, their wonderful Filipino traits would make an impression and influence others, too.

 

(This is my answer to my friend’s reference that Americans stole land from native inhabitants.)  I don't think the Americans stole anything.  The history of the world presented an era of conquests in different places, much like when the Spaniards took possession of the Philippines and other lands, and other countries conquered other places as well.  Great Britain came to what is now America ... but it was the colonial spirit that made something of that arrival, and helped the new people sustain a dominant growth.  Certainly it meant taking land -- but again that it was an era of conquests in the history of the world. 

 

Do you realize that if it were not America, it would have been the French or the Spaniards, anyway?  Even the Mexicans tried to dominate what land they could, as did the Portuguese.  Would this land be any better then?  We don’t know – but that point is moot.  The American spirit prevailed.  Like I said, this was a time of conquests and annexations.  Such is not taking place large-scale anymore, because the era of conquest is finished.  Many mistakes were made, to be sure -- and I do not mean to sound callous -- but what conquering people in the history of the world did not make mistakes?  We are humans, and all we can do is move forward from this point on.

 

I'm sorry to hear you hate America.  I really can't find it in my heart to hate this land that is really giving me so much.  I hate what some people are doing or saying, of course, especially against the land of my birth … but those are isolated events, and sadly, media makes it appear that it's a widespread syndrome.  That's just not true.

 

Anyway, I've said my piece.  Perhaps if you think of us as your American family, you will not think so badly of America anymore.

 

So there you go -- a piece of my heart.  Some of my old friends, perhaps my family foremost, will probably be disappointed to realize that I think of America as home now.  I can't apologize.  Loving America does not mean loving my roots any less ... but as surely as I see my boys grow and flourish here, as joyfully as I see my husband find career fulfillment and advancement here, as wonderfully as I find myself surrounded by people who love and accept our family here, I think I will always see ourselves well-placed in this beautiful nation.  It's my nation -- despite the absence of formal papers to indicate such yet.  I'll wait some more.  I'll fume in the process, but hey, nobody said this country's perfect, right?

 

 
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