Wednesday, December 2

Being ordinarily un-ordinary

"Christ is not weak in dealing with us, but is powerful among us.  For though He was crucified in weakness, yet He lives by the power of God.  For we are weak in Him, yet by the power of God we will live with Him to serve others."  (2 Corinthians 13:3-4)

Mt Everest, 29,029 ft. above sea level, is the highest mountain on earth. Many have tried to climb to its summit; some 4,102 ascents have been made by 2,700 individuals since 2008. Costing 25,000 dollars for the permit, such ascents are considered life changing. Indeed, some have been life ending, with 210 lives 'claimed' by the mountain…..permanently left on the mountain's death zone (anything above 26,246 ft), because conditions (temperatures dip to very low levels that will cause frostbite on any exposed body part, the snow is very frozen (slipping and falling hazard) and high winds are a increasing threat in the 1/3 atmospheric pressure) are so difficult to risk recovery. Many of them are visible from the climbing route.

The first expedition on the mountain, a British one, was exploratory in nature and was unequipped in 1921 to make the climb, though a route to the summit was viewed. Thirty-two years later, in 1953, the ninth British expedition put the first two successful climbers on the summit, Edmund Hillary and Tenzing Norgay at 11:30 a.m. local time May 29th, 1953. Many ask the simple question, "Why?" Why climb a mountain that is the highest in the world, costing so much money, to reach the summit and then turn around and come back down….especially when there is such a significant risk to your life? The answer is simple, because this Tibetan mountain known as Chomolungma ("Saint Mother") is there.

Out of 6,707 billion people in the world, only the small percentage of individuals have attempted to climb Everest's harsh climate….. point 03% if I did the math right (math not being my subject, but that seems to be about right). .03% of the world's population are considered heroes and objects of adulation because of their foolish desire to pit the fragileness of their physical bodies to the harsh, unforgiving and unrelenting environment of Everest. For a sum of money that would be my yearly salary, from my old job…..

We sing the accolades of the un-ordinary for such human things. And yet we stand fretfully when our brothers and sisters voice opposition to the liberal President's agendas, Planned Parenthood's euthanasia plans and the God-given foundations that our forefathers' felt led to write in the 'governing' document of our nation; the Constitution. We don't like those brethren who speak of the only way to Heaven because it crashes harsh upon the ears of a world that seeks to marginalize or effectively kill the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob. We don't like loud prayers, we hate the 'old-time' gospel music and need to listen to a post-modern, easy-to-digest, story of a God who loves everyone so much that Jesus' death on the cross was just a bit part in the whole salvation thing. A God who loves us will take us simply as we are, without a declaration of our faith in Him and definitely doesn't want us to be 'offensive' in the world…..we're to be like the Harry Krishna's….."Love, Love, Love"….

"Today's "ordinary" Christians go to church, maybe pray a bit in the morning or at night, read their Bibles sometimes, perhaps participate in a Bible study group, and try to live a quiet, peaceable, non-confrontational, and productive life in the economy and the world. I can't imagine lay people today praying the offices - working their way continuously through the psalms in prayer, keeping three, or five, or seven appointments for prayer each day, and maintaining a consistent raft of other spiritual disciplines besides. No lay person today who kept up this kind of spiritual regimen would be considered "ordinary." Indeed, he'd probably be regarded as weird by his fellow believers."~~~ T.M. Moore, Principal of the Fellowship of Ailbe.

It is not simply the leadership of the Church, that universal church that Jesus Christ handed to the Apostles to shepherd and that has been marginalized down through the centuries since…..it is each and every Christian that views the importance of comfortable seats, flashy stage productions and a modern building to attract the community around them with mass-mailing cards inviting them to try something new, something different…..something unlike "traditional church". We stress convenience, no-stress and friendly hands to attract the unbelievers, the seekers and the humanists to the doors of our local congregations…..as once church puts it, "You don't have to do anything!" We want to carry the life of comfort that we strive for in the world into the walls of our churches….ensuring we have enough money for staff, capital building and a paltry penance called "Benevolence" to help the 'unfortunate.' Our lives aren't on the offering block, except in those countries were the Gospel is illegal, and we thank our lucky stars that we only have to deal with the liberal Democratic agenda….our house note, car note and sending our sons and daughters to 'good' schools to learn a skill so they can continue the tradition.

So long as we can maintain everything else…..well, let's throw a few bones at the Commission….otherwise, forgetaboutit. Self is paramount; sacrifice isn't something we talk about in the lofty halls of our church homes.

"I believe Western Christians have allowed a culture of convenience to become what Tim Bascom has aptly called "the comfort trap" (cf. The Comfort Trap, InterVarsity Press, 1998). Our lives are too comfortable. We are exhausted by a long list of multiple choices that we face daily. We are so busy that we have no time for friends or for real encounter with God. The very things we think we need do not bring satisfaction or joy, only bondage. What we crave is deep, true joy but we will never find it easily in this culture. At the root of this problem is our fear. We fear losing control. We fear losing influence and money. In short, we fear being taken out of our comfort zone." ~~~~John H. Armstrong, Acts 3 Ministries.

We will never be that .03% of the population who dares frigid, man-killing temperatures for the sake of moving outside their comfort zones amid the lower (and warmer) climates. We will never seek to dare ourselves to pursue a God who stands upon that mountain top far higher than Everest's summit and calls to us to dare…..not to climb with ropes, cleats and other mountaineering gear…but to step out with what we carry within us to that mountain and begin to dream in the face of impossibility, dare to have faith in the midst of freezing temperatures and to reach the summit under the power and mercy of God's own hand rather than our own…..why, that would be CRAZY!!!!

As crazy as the fifteen people who died during the 1996 climbing season on Everest… Doug Hansen and Scott Fischer (USA), Andrew Harris and Rob Hall (New Zealand), Yasuko Namba (Japan) and Subedar Tsewang Samania, Lance Naik Dorje Morup and Head Constable Tsewang Paljor (India) all perished on a disastrous day, May 11th, alone.

As crazy as the estimated 160,000 martyrs of the Christian faith in the 20th Century. Dietrich Bonhoeffer (in Hitler's Germany), Oscar Romero (Soviet Union) and Hridoy Roy (Bangladesh) to name a few. In two millennia of Christian history, about 70 million faithful have given their lives for the faith, 45.5 million (65%) were in the last century, according to "The New Persecuted" ("I Nuovi Perseguitati") by Italian journalist Antonio Socci. Again, if my math is correct, that's 4.6% of the world's population in the last century.

Or even crazier, the Christians who continue to spread the Gospel upon the mountain of persecution in Afghanistan, Algeria, Bangladesh, Belarus, Bhutan, China, Cuba, Egypt, Eritrea, Ethiopia, the European Union, India, Indonesia, Iran, Iraq, Islam, Jordan, North Korea, Laos, Maldives, Morocco, Myanmar, Nepal, Nigeria, Pakistan, Palestine, Saudi Arabia, Sri Lanka, Sudan, Syria, Turkey, United Arab Emirates, Uzbekistan, Vietnam and Yemen. Of 196 countries in the world, 35 countries (31%) are actively imprisoning or killing those who dare brave the mountain and speak of Christ……as opposed to the dangerous temperatures and winds of Everest, these heroes are hit with the two currents that fuel the persecution of Christians anywhere; Communism and Muslim fundamentalism.

And yet, we don't view them as heroes and heroines…..but rather the 'radical' elements of our faith. They, who dare to face the mountain of ever-increasing worldiness and self-centeredness of a world trying to kill God, not in the cushy seats of the modern building of their churches, giving tithes and lip-service to God one or two days a week….but actively living in uncomfortable and dangerous conditions to reach that summit where they can experience a "time of exaltation on the mountain, when [they] have seen things from God's perspective" (Oswald Chambers). And then begin the trip back down off that mountain top….back into the world of the valley……

"We are made for the valley and the ordinary things of life, and that is where we have to prove our stamina and strength." Oswald Chambers wrote in My Utmost For His Highest, "Yet our spiritual selfishness always wants repeated moments on the mountain. We feel that we could talk and live like perfect angels, if we could only stay on the mountaintop." Because we cannot, we seek to recreate the 'daring' of the experience in the mudanity of our lives instead of living in faith and pursuit of God in the valley. We seek the feeling of living on the edge within the halls of our church in these postmodern times….daring music, controversial theologies and tempting 'money-making' and 'attracting' schemes to draw a huge crowd in on Sundays……..many churches spend the majority of their 'budgets' on Easter and Christmas productions….these, after all, are the only times when the majority of valley-dwellers will come to the mountain side……not climbing more than a few feet from the sea-level.

What would happen if we walked in the valley like those Everest summit climbers? What would it look like if we lived in the perceived craziness of weakness and stood our faith in each and every area of our lives……equipping our families, our wives, our children and those stumbling around in the darkness with the equipment necessary for the mountain climbing? What if we showed what we learned on the summit, in the exaltation and joy of God, in our mundane and 'boring' lives in the valley? What if?

I think it would look like the 'second' part of the verse above…… "For though He was crucified in weakness, yet He lives by the power of God.  For we are weak in Him, yet by the power of God we will live with Him to serve others." 

Climbing our own Everest's of a fallen humanity…..freehand, without the protection of our own trust and our eyes not upon the possessions of a world that persecutes and kills us, but on the face of the Almighty Father God who stands on the summit and cheers us on……………….


 


 

Wednesday, November 25

A foolish tale of a weak people…

"The foolishness of God is wiser than men, and the weakness of God is stronger than men.  But God chose the foolish things of the world to shame the wise, and God chose the weak things of the world to shame the strong; and the lowly things of this world and the despised things God has chosen, and the things that are not, to nullify the things that are, so that no one may boast before Him."  (1 Corinthians 1:25, 27-29)

"We live in our forgiveness, clinging to the assurance of salvation and hoping for the Lord's return," T.M. Moore, Principal of Crosfigell, the Fellowship of Ailbe, writes, "with almost no vision for what we're supposed to be doing to turn our upside down world rightside-up for Jesus."

Salvation is only the beginning of the journey that we undertake when we come to that place where the Spirit speaks to our heart, to the very essence of our desires, worries and fears. The transformation of our hearts is instanteous, God reaches in and replaces without scars, without instrumentation, our corrupted and diseased heart with a heart burdened with only Him….a heart beating as it was meant to beat, in step with the plans and desires of the Creator. Our story becomes a sub-plot in the larger story of mankind's redemption; not designed to be some bit-player who comes and exits after a few moments of dialogue to propel the main character into greater depths but rather an active, supporting role that brings sharper focus and attention to the main character, Jesus Christ.

It is an involved role, one that requires our active participation in the blank pages of our chapters within the book. Some come into prominence during the battle scenes, some during the love portions and others in the destructiveness of the opposition. If it were simply a bland story where everyone played a recurring theme, what a boring story it would be and it would languish on the dusty shelves of the local bookstore without notice. If it were only about salvation, it would be a short story indeed…..for salvation comes only once in the lives of those who have tasted its tart-sweet flavors. There is much more to the story, though, than many of us believe when we 'taste the Lord' and find that He is good.

For those who realize this, too often we seek to forcibly write the next event or situation for our new life. We seek to make an impact, not only in our own portion of the tale, but also in the broader and universal context. We come to a place when we do that where we begin to doubt the heartbeat within us, sorrowing that we will never ever achieve true spirituality, true understanding simply because the logical progression of what we believe our faith is to follow is foolishness…..illogical to our humanity and weaker than the strength we feel is necessary for its achievement. Worship becomes mundane, service an anchor to our drowning souls that brings no true joy, only sorrowful and methodical requirements to be checked off on the 'to-do-list' of our devised plot outline. Our attempts to transform the people we love, the community we live in and the world become a disjointed, dysfunctional and offensive force that ends in sorrow as lives turn away from Him rather than towards Him. We then seek to bunker down in a community of the faithful where we don't have to focus on the disjointed feeling of spirituality mundane but can just have moments of forced joy in messages of love, of prosperity and of enjoyment.

Then, as we walk out of the buildings beautifully appointed and step away from the cushy chairs of our sanctuaries, our eyes glaze over and we rejoin the world disappointed in a God that would subject us to this plot line and throw off our cloaks of many colors in favor of the bland greys of a world in rebellion. We don't see the needs, the opportunities and the provisioning that God lays out in our world for us to but grasp with hands not our own, with a strength that is weak by human understanding and a joy that defies the wisdom of our own cultural upbringing.

"There comes a place on our spiritual journey where renewed religious activity is of no use whatsoever." John Eldridge writes in his devotional The Ransomed Heart: Too Easily Pleased, "It is the place where God holds out his hand and asks us to give up our lovers and come and live with him in a much more personal way."

We are called to battle from the moment our eyes open in our bedrooms of our homes, turning and stepping into the shoes of peace and donning the breastplate of righteousness. We put on the helmet of our salvation and girth ourselves with the belt of truth. We pick up our defense, a shield of faith and our offensive weapon….the sword of the Spirit and begin the battle in ourselves each day. Epic tales of struggles and trials are for some of the Body to write, others to live and yet more to gather strength in the tales of our weakness being strengthened by the hand of God. We were made to bear the image of God, our personalities and how we relate not suborned by this new heart but blended into it for the purpose our story is written.

In the mind of our own humanity, this story doesn't have any depth or glory or even a happy ending. It never will, for humanity a long time ago took the writing of this epic out of the hands of the Author and Finisher and decided to write it on our own, according to our rules, our understanding and our desires. But, with the heart of renewal in our bodies, our minds are injected with the mind of Christ and we begin to see how our humanity is corrupted, our logic flawed and our desires of the biased evilness of our sin. Our natural selves cannot live in the supernatural world of God…..only Christ can and through Him we find the tale of our faith written with bold and descriptive, never dull, strokes of the heavenly penmanship of the Author once more….

"A natural man does not receive the things of the Spirit, for they are foolishness to him, and he cannot understand them, because they are spiritually discerned.  "For who has known the mind of the Lord that he may instruct Him?"  But we have the mind of Christ."  (1 Corinthians 2:14, 16)

Our story, the smaller part of the larger complete story of God, becomes something other than mere religious activity……more than just a Sunday hour of forced joy and worship….and becomes the tale of bards and harpists, echoing throughout the halls of the faithful gathered for joyous celebration of victories amidst defeats and love in the midst of hatred. Glorious song breaks out among the battered, scarred and famished warriors of the gathered army…..at the round table of the battle room of the Lord. Laid out before them are all the humanity of their fallenness, the brokenness of their spirit, and the desires wrapped in the corrupted stench of their selfishness. The great among them wash the feet of those freshly from the battle for their souls, the first among them with gladliness surrender their place next to the Captain for those lastly come….for in His shadow shines the light of victory, the peace of overcoming and the taste of complete joy. And each warrior approaches the King, the Captain and the Victor with their crowns in hand….setting them down at His feet because there is nothing in this room worth holding on to in the light of His sacrifice.

"so we, who are many, are one body in Christ, and severally members one of another. And having gifts differing according to the grace that was given to us, whether prophecy, let us prophesy according to the proportion of our faith; or ministry, let us give ourselves to our ministry; or he that teacheth, to his teaching; or he that exhorteth, to his exhorting: he that giveth, let him do it with liberality; he that ruleth, with diligence; he that showeth mercy, with cheerfulness. Let love be without hypocrisy. Abhor that which is evil; cleave to that which is good. In love of the brethren be tenderly affectioned one to another; in honor preferring one another; in diligence not slothful; fervent in spirit; serving the Lord; rejoicing in hope; patient in tribulation; continuing stedfastly in prayer; communicating to the necessities of the saints; given to hospitality. Bless them that persecute you; bless, and curse not. "

(Romans 12:5-14 ASV)

That is the stuff that the epic tale of God's redemption is written with……and our contribution to it is by no measure small. The cultural, moral and redemptive revolution began in each and every one of our lives, purchased and owned fully by the Author of our salvation begins with our surrendering of taste, diversion, working styles, relationships, stewardship and conversation. Lives completely and utterly transformed in the foolish weakness of our God to write a grand tale of love, provision and glory of a people restored, redeemed and purposed.

Shield and sword hand in hand for the battle.