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“Radical”

In Tom Steffen’s new book, The Facilitator Era, he relates a number of case studies that seek to provide models of facilitation.  A comment in one of those studies kind of jumped off the page at me: “Here and in other M villages scattered around the continent, the church is being born, and the instruments God has chosen are young South American Christians committed to a radically incarnational lifestyle among people they have come to love in Jesus’ name.”

What he means is that these young people were willing to back up their words with concrete actions in their relationships with one another (as a team and
community) and with those in the culture around them.  As another person described it, “for the person who is abiding in God, loving obedience overflows into love for others.”

Why is this lifestyle stance so unique?  Why do we often describe it as ‘radical’ when it should be, as we just read, the natural overflow of our relationship with God?  I often hear that the number one reason why cross cultural workers leave where they serve is because of other workers. Something is amiss.  We need to ask some hard questions about our lifestyle stance in light of the Gospel.

The Gospel regularly calls us back as a community to humility, integrity and simplicity.  Paul wrote: “Complete my joy by being of the same mind, having the same love, being in full accord and of one mind.  Do nothing from rivalry or conceit, but in humility count others more significant than yourselves. Let each of you look not only to his own interests, but also to the interests of others.” (Philippians 2:2-4)

How does this challenge you?

Real Life Living

“Love bade me welcome, yet my soul drew back

Guilty of dust and sin.

But quick-eyed Love, observing me grow slack

From my first entrance in,

Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning

If I lacked anything.

“A guest,” I answered, “worthy to be here”;

Love said, “you shall be he.”

“I, the unkind, the ungrateful?  Ah my dear,

I cannot look on thee.”

Love took my hand, and smiling did reply,

“Who made the eyes but I?”

“Truth Lord, but I have marred them; let my shame

Go where it doth deserve.”

“And know you not,” says Love, “who bore the blame?”

“My dear, then I will serve.”

“You must sit down,” says Love, “and taste my meat.”

So I did sit and eat.”

It’s a funny way perhaps to start a series of posts on what it might mean for us to live for Christ in this time frame, in this century, but I do think this poem by George Herbert (“Love Bade Me Welcome”) shares an encouragement for us to live differently as well as some foundational values to be worked out in our lives.

Real-Life Praying

The celebration of the resurrection of Jesus is the most important event in the life of any community of believers.  It is the announcement that Jesus has broken
the power of sin over our lives, and that we can now freely enter into God’s presence to talk and interact with him.  It is a day when we hear our name spoken in a  new way as Mary Magdalene did when she encountered Jesus in the garden (John 20).

Our hope is found in our ‘conversation’ with the Father on a daily basis.  I think that is what Paul Miller is getting at when he writes his chapter on “Real Life Praying.”

“Prayer,” Paul Miller says, “is where I do my best work as a husband, dad, worker, and friend.  I’m aware of the weeds of unbelief in me and the struggles in others’ lives.  The Holy Spirit put his finger on issues that only he can solve.  I’m actually managing my life through my daily prayer time.  I’m shaping my heart, my work, my family – in fact, everything that is dear to me – through prayer in fellowship with my heavenly Father.  I’m doing that because I don’t have control over my heart and life or the hearts and lives of those around me.  But God does.”

I believe that, but it is the daily practice of conversation in prayer where I can struggle.  Maybe that is why it is so important to regularly hear the voice of Jesus and be reminded of His great love for me, demonstrated in such a powerful way in His death and resurrection.

God’s Friday

I’ve often wondered why, in the liturgical calendar of the church, we call this day, “Good Friday”.  Surf the net and you’ll fall on a host of responses.  Certainly, we know from Scriptures that it is at time to remember Christ’s betrayal and crucifixion (Mark 14:32-15:41).  But why call it “good”?

Some say that the term is derived from an older meaning of the word ‘good’ which meant ‘holy or set apart.’  With that in mind, the day was one that stood out from others and which called for us to stop and consider the deeper implications of the events of that day. “I have been crucified with Christ; and it is not longer I who live, but Christ lives in me; and the life which I now live in the flesh, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and delivered Himself up for me.” (Galatians 2:20)

Others say that the term, ‘Good Friday’, may be derived from ‘God’s Friday’ in the same way that good-bye is derived from ‘God be with you’.  Whether this is etymologically true or not, I found this thought added a new dimension to my reflection on this day. As I wrote yesterday, all the effort expended for our salvation then comes from God. This is His day. This is His work. This is His act of love and justice to bring us back into relationship with Him.

Oh yes, this day is ‘good’ because on this day, God the Son offered Himself for us as a holy and acceptable sacrifice.  However, this day is, in every way, God’s day. In our helpless state, and at the right time, God the Son “died for the ungodly” (Romans 5:6)

Since it is His day, may I offer a ‘sacrifice of praise’ today that is worthy of Him.

Substitutionary Sacrifice

Charles Spurgeon once preached: “If ever there should come a wretched day when all our pulpits shall be full of modern thought, and the old doctrine of substitutionary sacrifice shall be exploded, then will there remain no word of comfort for the guilty or hope for the despairing.  Hushed will be for
ever those silver notes which now console the living, and cheer the dying; a dumb spirit will possess this sullen world, and no voice of joy will break the
blank silence of people
.”

I like that phrase, ‘substitutionary sacrifice.’  In many ways, it attacks my pride which would want to say that I have something to bring to God, something to offer in exchange for my wrongdoings. I ultimately have nothing to offer, nothing but my heart cry for His mercy and grace.  I need a substitute.  I need someone to stand in my place.  I need Jesus.

“But he, having offered one sacrifice for sins for all time, sat down at the right hand of God.”  (Hebrews 10:12)

I have wondered, though lately if that is the message I am ultimately sharing with others.  Or am I offering them another ‘substitute’ such as program, a study guide, a structure for their life, or even me as a friend and spiritual mentor?  I should be pointing people back to Jesus, back to the cross as the only substitute that they need, as their only source of comfort and hope.

Jesus went alone to the cross … for me.  I need to figure out how to share that in new ways with those around me.

Setting the Scene

May this thought help us “set the scene” in our hearts and minds for this week as we remember the death of our Lord and celebrate His resurrection:

“This understanding of the cross of Christ stands at the very heart of the gospel.  There is a captivating beauty in the sacrificial love of a God who gave himself for his people.  It is this that first draws many believers to the Lord Jesus Christ, and this that will draw us to him when he returns on the last day to vindicate his name and welcome his people into his eternal kingdom.  That the Lord Jesus Christ died for us – a shameful death, bearing our curse, enduring our pain, suffering the wrath of his own Father in our place – has been the wellspring of the hope of countless Christians throughout the ages.”