Patmos Journal – #4

April 8, 2020

As a result of the anguish of His soul, He will see it and be satisfied; By His knowledge the Righteous One, My Servant, will justify the many, As He will bear their iniquities. Isaiah 53:11

Is it worth it?

I never would have imagined that a hot topic for national debate this month would be the mandatory requirement of wearing a face mask when in public.

When I was a kid, ages ago, probably the coolest news I could have ever received was that I would be ordered to always fix my red bandana over my nose whenever I was around others. Of course, I would have also wanted to don my leatherette holsters containing the twin faux-pearl-handle 6-shooter cap guns to complete my ensemble. Oh, and the cowboy hat. Can’t forget the white cowboy hat.

I have used particle masks for much of my adult life, because I’ve worked in dusty shop and construction environments. I’ve also used respirator masks for catalyst finishes, spray booth work, enameling a cast iron tub, and other toxic fume encounters. Often, I mow and trim with a mask, because I paid to have my nose redone a few years back, and don’t want to carelessly mess it up again. For the curious– it was just necessary septum repairs; damage from a bad-hop grounder when I was a little leaguer. The cosmetic work is yet unscheduled. Paula says we’re going to save up, so we can get my whole face done. Stay tuned for that…

So, I know masks are a good thing. True, it’s not like we’re out just running around right now. You are staying in, except for essential duties and supplies, right? But to hear with passion so much debate about a simple homemade cloth face cover to ward off passing a virus when we are out and about– it’s kind of staggering to me. The bottom line: Is it worth it?

My short answer is “yes,” if only for the reason that it is something. In a time where we still don’t have solid answers on this thing, at least it’s something. If nothing else, it does send a good visual to our neighbors: “I’m doing this for your protection.”  And loving our neighbors sounds like something Jesus once said, right?

“Is it worth it?” I know you’ve posed that question a thousand times in your lifetime, as I have too. The range of situations where we’ve asked that is as huge as the total of our combined life’s experiences: purchases, jobs, relationships, health issues, parenting, marriage (dare I say!), recreational pursuits, and even the challenge of living for Christ when the heat is on… yep, we’ve asked that question a lot.

Our difficulty as mere humans (at least most of us would admit to that) is that we cannot see what lies ahead. We are prone to jump with enthusiasm, but that can fade quickly when difficulties and the storms of life start pummeling our tiny craft. The ease of following Jesus is never presented in God’s Word. Christians are not given a world’s “golden ticket” to health, wealth and ease by virtue of believing in the finished work of Christ. This truth flies in the face of much “gospel” kingdom/prosperity teaching today. For those who submit to such instructors, it is nigh impossible to reason them out, since they did not reason their way into that quagmire.

Jesus answered for His disciples that question on their minds, “Is it worth it?” Is obedience to Christ the right thing, given the cost? We can see our Lord’s answer is for our day as well:

And He said to them, “Truly I say to you, there is no one who has left house or wife or brothers or parents or children, for the sake of the kingdom of God, who will not receive many times as much at this time and in the age to come, eternal life.” Luke 18:29-30

…saying, “The Son of Man must suffer many things and be rejected by the elders and chief priests and scribes, and be killed and be raised up on the third day.” 23  And He was saying to them all, “If anyone wishes to come after Me, he must deny himself, and take up his cross daily and follow Me. “For whoever wishes to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for My sake, he is the one who will save it. Luke 9:22-24

 “Behold, I am coming quickly, and My reward is with Me, to render to every man according to what he has done. “I am the Alpha and the Omega, the first and the last, the beginning and the end.”

Revelation 22:12-13

So, it would behoove us to be settled in our heart and mind that indeed, it is worth it to follow Him. Worth it to obey His Word. And, worth it to consistently bear witness to Him through our obedience to His commands, even loving our neighbors as ourselves. If that can be evidenced by wearing my bandana, for the sake of Christ alone, I will do so.

It is a solemn reminder in this Holy Week that the Lord Jesus could have weighed that same question- “Is it worth It?” when it came to the terrific cost that He would bear for our sin. But we see no debate. No weighing of pro’s and con’s. There is but love, and purpose, and obedience, and mission. We, in the astounding, amazing love of God, were worth it.

There was immense, unimaginable suffering. Wrathful separation from the Father, as He took our sin upon Himself. Anguish as He hung on the cross, despised and rejected. The scope of Isaiah 53 is completely focused upon Him, our Suffering Servant, the Messiah, the Redeemer. Our Redeemer.

But get this: He knew. He knew. As that 11th verse states, and I paraphrase, “He saw that through all the grief He would bear, it would be worth it in the final outcome…”

Perhaps in this season, as we contemplate all that we are currently laying down for self, family, community, nation, world, and church, we will be bolstered in our courage and composure by knowing that the Lord is still very much in control. Dying to self and living for others in His Name is to be embraced as the normal Christian life, not just in times of pandemic. Perhaps the Lord is sharpening us all in that point…

He would have us focused on the glorious things that lie just ahead, so that we endure the present trial with resolve and even joy along a hard path, remembering that we are

… fixing our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of faith, who for the joy set before Him endured the cross, despising the shame, and has sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. For consider Him who has endured such hostility by sinners against Himself, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart. Hebrews 12:2-3

So mask up, because it is worth it. I might catch a glimpse of you, but I might not recognize you.

Me, I’m the one with the red bandana. And the cowboy hat.

Patmos Journal – #3

April 1, 2020

Non-essential Workers

During this pandemic, the oft-used term “non-essential worker” has given me pause to think. Part of it is personal: I’m a pastor and hence deemed non-essential. Perhaps you’re sidelined on Patmos right now, as well. I am aware that for many, work has ceased completely. As awful as that is, from a safety/security/flatten the curve view, I fully “get it.” It doesn’t take away the sting, however.

In my praying, I find myself thanking the Lord for the many who are continuing on as “essential workers,” providing goods and services for all of us during this time. It doesn’t take a lot of talent to encourage one another, does it? I’ve made a conscious effort to thank the ones I encounter when out on my brief errands of necessity. These individuals are key to the many of us coming through this. You cannot lift up and appreciate the “essential ones” enough, for most of these are experiencing right now much more than they ever signed up for. None of us could have imagined the complexity of days like this. I am sure that this rekindled gratefulness for those who serve us will continue long after this storm has passed.

That said, I want to get into the Bible now. When it comes to reading the Word of God, I would suppose that you have your habits. One might be the habit of reading casually–skimming–over portions of scripture where multiple names are listed. You know: tribal allocations, nations and rulers, travel acquaintances, census details, or genealogy reviews.  For those of us who remember the day, it’s somewhat akin to using our old phone book. You hurried through the pages to get to the listing you wanted–there was no reason to ponder every entry. You skimmed through, and got to what you were after. I want to share a chapter of scripture probably given short shrift by many of us. Then, I want to talk about a lesson I’ve learned, or re-learned, from it. I ask for your patience with my pronunciations.

Romans 16
1  I commend to you our sister Phoebe, who is a servant of the church which is at Cenchrea;
2  that you receive her in the Lord in a manner worthy of the saints, and that you help her in whatever matter she may have need of you; for she herself has also been a helper of many, and of myself as well.
3  Greet Prisca and Aquila, my fellow workers in Christ Jesus,
4  who for my life risked their own necks, to whom not only do I give thanks, but also all the churches of the Gentiles;
5  also greet the church that is in their house. Greet Epaenetus, my beloved, who is the first convert to Christ from Asia.
6  Greet Mary, who has worked hard for you.
7  Greet Andronicus and Junias, my kinsmen and my fellow prisoners, who are outstanding among the apostles, who also were in Christ before me.
8  Greet Ampliatus, my beloved in the Lord.
9  Greet Urbanus, our fellow worker in Christ, and Stachys my beloved.
10  Greet Apelles, the approved in Christ. Greet those who are of the household of Aristobulus.
11  Greet Herodion, my kinsman. Greet those of the household of Narcissus, who are in the Lord.
12  Greet Tryphaena and Tryphosa, workers in the Lord. Greet Persis the beloved, who has worked hard in the Lord.
13  Greet Rufus, a choice man in the Lord, also his mother and mine.
14  Greet Asyncritus, Phlegon, Hermes, Patrobas, Hermas and the brethren with them.
15  Greet Philologus and Julia, Nereus and his sister, and Olympas, and all the saints who are with them.
16  Greet one another with a holy kiss. All the churches of Christ greet you.
17  Now I urge you, brethren, keep your eye on those who cause dissensions and hindrances contrary to the teaching which you learned, and turn away from them.
18  For such men are slaves, not of our Lord Christ but of their own appetites; and by their smooth and flattering speech they deceive the hearts of the unsuspecting.
19  For the report of your obedience has reached to all; therefore I am rejoicing over you, but I want you to be wise in what is good and innocent in what is evil.
20  The God of peace will soon crush Satan under your feet. The grace of our Lord Jesus be with you.
21  Timothy my fellow worker greets you, and so do Lucius and Jason and Sosipater, my kinsmen.
22  I, Tertius, who write this letter, greet you in the Lord.
23  Gaius, host to me and to the whole church, greets you. Erastus, the city treasurer greets you, and Quartus, the brother.
24  [The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with you all. Amen.]
25  Now to Him who is able to establish you according to my gospel and the preaching of Jesus Christ, according to the revelation of the mystery which has been kept secret for long ages past,
26  but now is manifested, and by the Scriptures of the prophets, according to the commandment of the eternal God, has been made known to all the nations, leading to obedience of faith;
27  to the only wise God, through Jesus Christ, be the glory forever. Amen.

So, these people Paul enumerates– how much do we know of them? Right–very little– and perhaps in Scripture, only by name once, in this chapter, here. Even their very names are unfamiliar, and odd to pronounce; so fleeting is our connection to them.

It is common for many of us to know the “big names” of the Bible. We’re often able to rehearse their stories, recalling either their virtues or flaws with some grasp of the details. After all, the Lord preserved for us many of the specifics. We might see it as these being the real “essential workers” in God’s story of revealing His Glory to us. By name, we can get lost in their stories: Adam, Eve, Lucifer, Noah, Abram, Sarai, Moses, Pharaoh, Ruth, David, Isaiah, John the Baptizer, Gabriel, Mary, “The Twelve,” the Herods, Luke, Paul, Timothy, Barnabas, the Beast…

I wonder if we realize that God knows the story and the faithfulness of each of these Romans 16 saints. That their service -minus a spotlight- was just as essential as the “big names” that God used. That the reward for these “non-essentials” is no less than the reward of those who by God’s design were thrust into more prominent roles. That we have no room to “retreat” from serving the Lord under a self-quarantine that excuses with, “Whew… thank God my role in the body is non-essential.” That there are no “greater” or “lesser” members of God’s family; that by His design, we are essential workers, all.

If you might hold to a greater than/less than Christian worker system, I commend the words of the Baptizer, “He must increase, but I must decrease” (John 3:30).  I would also ask you to mediate at length over the content of Hebrews, Chapter 11. Interspersed with the “stars” of faith are numberless heroes; nameless saints to us, who gave their lifeblood rather than deny their Lord Jesus Christ. What do we give, and do we shelter in place when the sifting comes? Would we only stand to let our name be known, or do we stand to make His Name known? Guess which has the real reward…

In the fight with coronavirus in this world, there is great justification to designate the “Essentials” and “Non-essentials.” To all who serve, in your varied capacities and roles, may God protect and propel you in your calling. Unknown, in unseen acts of service; heroes all.

In the fight to take the Gospel to the world, may the Lord’s people see our essential roles. There is no furlough, quarantine order, or deferred service.

Each one, to our essential work.

Each one, known to our Lord.

Each one, a hero of the faith.  

Patmos Journal – #2

March 25, 2020

1 Kings 18:20-39 (NASB)
20  So Ahab sent a message among all the sons of Israel and brought the prophets together at Mount Carmel.
21  Elijah came near to all the people and said, “How long will you hesitate between two opinions? If the LORD is God, follow Him; but if Baal, follow him.” But the people did not answer him a word.
22  Then Elijah said to the people, “I alone am left a prophet of the LORD, but Baal’s prophets are 450 men.
23  “Now let them give us two oxen; and let them choose one ox for themselves and cut it up, and place it on the wood, but put no fire under it; and I will prepare the other ox and lay it on the wood, and I will not put a fire under it.
24  “Then you call on the name of your god, and I will call on the name of the LORD, and the God who answers by fire, He is God.” And all the people said, “That is a good idea.”
25  So Elijah said to the prophets of Baal, “Choose one ox for yourselves and prepare it first for you are many, and call on the name of your god, but put no fire under it.
26  Then they took the ox which was given them and they prepared it and called on the name of Baal from morning until noon saying, “O Baal, answer us.” But there was no voice and no one answered. And they leaped about the altar which they made.
27  It came about at noon, that Elijah mocked them and said, “Call out with a loud voice, for he is a god; either he is occupied or gone aside, or is on a journey, or perhaps he is asleep and needs to be awakened.”
28  So they cried with a loud voice and cut themselves according to their custom with swords and lances until the blood gushed out on them.
29  When midday was past, they raved until the time of the offering of the evening sacrifice; but there was no voice, no one answered, and no one paid attention.
30  Then Elijah said to all the people, “Come near to me.” So all the people came near to him. And he repaired the altar of the LORD which had been torn down.
31  Elijah took twelve stones according to the number of the tribes of the sons of Jacob, to whom the word of the LORD had come, saying, “Israel shall be your name.”
32  So with the stones he built an altar in the name of the LORD, and he made a trench around the altar, large enough to hold two measures of seed.
33  Then he arranged the wood and cut the ox in pieces and laid it on the wood.
34  And he said, “Fill four pitchers with water and pour it on the burnt offering and on the wood.” And he said, “Do it a second time,” and they did it a second time. And he said, “Do it a third time,” and they did it a third time.
35  The water flowed around the altar and he also filled the trench with water.
36  At the time of the offering of the evening sacrifice, Elijah the prophet came near and said, “O LORD, the God of Abraham, Isaac and Israel, today let it be known that You are God in Israel and that I am Your servant and I have done all these things at Your word.
37  “Answer me, O LORD, answer me, that this people may know that You, O LORD, are God, and that You have turned their heart back again.”
38  Then the fire of the LORD fell and consumed the burnt offering and the wood and the stones and the dust, and licked up the water that was in the trench.
39  When all the people saw it, they fell on their faces; and they said, “The LORD, He is God; the LORD, He is God.”

It’s another change this week, with a stricter confinement during the Coronavirus outbreak. News clips show there’s been a lot of wild-eyed folks racing out and wiping out stores in an effort to stockpile some security for themselves. I would imagine that the odds of borrowing a box of noodles or a roll of t.p. from some people are now statistically remote. Astronomically remote…

My usual daily work routine is completely blown up, and like you, I find myself at home. I’ve been bouncing between my home office and my greenhouse, writing, connecting, then moving around outside and getting equipment ready and garden plants germinating. I’ve also had a banner run on eradicating woodchucks from the backyard. Paula’s not amused when I tell her there’s got to be an instant-pot recipe for these things. If times get steadily worse, I think she’ll see the light.  Right now, she’s asking if I’m going back to the church office tomorrow. She really does love me though.

One thing I’ve been contemplating during this pandemic and seismic shift to our lives, is this story of competing gods. I know there’s no God but God who has revealed Himself in Creation, His Word, and the incarnation of Jesus Christ. But if I can probe a little, I believe there are many other gods that have been the object of our worship and devotion right into these present days.

In this recent turn, many of these gods have been found out to not be gods at all. Useless. Worthless. Impotent. Not just having “died,” but truly non-existent.

I have talked to far too many, now despondent because government has not saved us from this. Some who are as collapsed as their stock portfolio. Cheerless individuals because suddenly arenas are dark, and there are no teams to cheer for. Entertainments and amusements are severely curtailed, and many face the grim task of having to interact with others in real life, rather than running to the next distraction. And I can’t overlook those whose very concept of “God” is vaporized–that He could not possibly be God and be good, to allow such suffering to come to His wonderful, busy, productive, educated, polished and entitled followers–at least here on these shores, in the land of In God We Trust.

Ok. So maybe that’s a little harsh and overblown. Maybe.

If you’ve listened to the word in this 1 Kings 18 passage, you’ve encountered a people who should be exclusively devoted to Jehovah God, yet have no trouble embracing other gods of the world along with Him. Can we imagine what they were thinking?

“I mean really, what’s a little harmless diversion? This is new and fun!”

“You’ve got to go along to get along. Embrace other faith traditions, and you’ll be popular.”

“Look at the numbers of people worshiping Baal. I don’t want to look ignorant by not joining up.”

“We’ve been missing out by following the narrow things we were taught in our youth.”

“Look at the Steins! They worship Baal, and their kid just got a scholarship.”

“What did exclusive Yahweh worship ever get us but contempt, ridicule, and hardship?”

The encounter between “the gods” is incredibly powerful. Like a scene built on the lesson of The Emperor’s New Clothes, theatrics and posturing from the Baal priests reveals only naked, stark truth: they have formed and disseminated a lie–a god- that cannot start a simple fire, let alone hear or deliver them.

The Living True One’s visitation then comes through one man praying. A man who knew the quiet, set-aside years, where God tempered Elijah’s faith and taught Him that the LORD hears and responds to the one who declares dependence on Him alone. All-consuming fire falls, and the people witnessing this seem, for at least this moment in time-to get it.

“Yahweh is God. We’ll say it again, Yahweh is God.”

Then, and only then, through man’s repentance by word and deed, God sends relief; God sends the rain.

In this current epidemic around the world and now in our streets, I find myself praying against the common response of many who have said, “I can’t wait for things to get back to normal.”

Back to normal is not what we need. We see that the gods of this world are man-made and impotent, without foundation or saving power. That worshiping them leaves us flatfooted in bad times and deluded and parched in good times. That our recognition that God is God alone must reshape our priorities and winnow our allegiances out, so that there is indeed no other impotent god robbing Him. Robbing us.

There should be a rebirth happening within us during this disaster. A closer walk with our Creator. A deeper appreciation for the gifts He gives: His Word, His church. Your family, friends, and work. A surer prayer life and a bolder witness to the truth of Christ. The blessing of the current day He grants us to walk in His presence.

There should be such a rebirth in us. I believe as well there will be many new births in Christ, as God’s people present the Gospel of Jesus Christ to men and women who, after all their calling, leaping, crying and cutting, have discovered the god they tried to move is incapable to flick even a single spark in their direction.

Share your faith. Share your trust in the Living God. Share your freedom from the gods of this world.

And for heaven’s sake, when I call you to borrow that box of noodles…