Showing posts with label passover. Show all posts
Showing posts with label passover. Show all posts

Monday, July 11, 2011

Raising the Indifferent



C.S. Lewis said it best, “a man who was merely a man and said the sort of things Jesus said would not be a great moral teacher. He would either be a lunatic — on the level with the man who says he is a poached egg — or else he would be the Devil of Hell. You must make your choice. Either this man was, and is, the Son of God, or else a madman or something worse.”


This writer is tired of dealing with those who profess Christ and yet, by every word from their lips, every action, show that they do what they do because they believe what they believe. They believe that they can fool God, and certainly by fooling God, they can fool one another. God is real, worth everything or nothing. If one believes that God is real, that the holy spirit of Christ dominates his life, then every fiber of his being, every cell of his body is separated and consecrated to God. There must be a purity of spiritual expression.


John Bunyan, writer of perhaps the world's greatest book, A Pilgrim's Progress, refused to submit to the world. He was told that in order to preach, he must sign his name, asking for a permit. He refused to do so, spending years in prison squalor. He could have left at any time if he had yielded to the dictates of man, the piece of paper it was necessary for him to sign was just outside of his cell door. Instead, he wrote one of the greatest pieces of Christian literature.


Modern man is increasingly secular. Black liberation theology focuses on equality, but it has fallen because the Christian church does not maintain any type equality/fairness. Skin color is not mentioned in the Bible; rich, poor, smart, or ignorant, we hang our very bodies and souls on the mercies of God, He is boss, He demands trust. Many enter the baptismal pool and do not realize what has happened in their life. Many partake of the Lord's supper and have no idea of what they are doing. Many enter the prayer closet, and do not understand the power involved. In the prayer closet, labels on your clothes manufactured and made all over the world, you learn about missions. Many never learn concern for others, even love of neighbor, even love of one's own family.


I have written several times about assisting my best friend, another Army medical officer, with his obstetrics duties at an Army hospital where we were stationed. It was with him that I saw the horrors of abortion, the most sickening sight the eye can behold. Late one night, one of his patients called, in labor. He did not think there was time to get her into the hospital, so he took me along with the ambulance to the house. It was this 22 year-old mother's first child, and the labor went on for a long time. I, more or less, watched these two trained medics work amid her screams. The thing that amazed me most, and I will never forget, her young husband, sitting the adjoining room, watching a bloody, murder mystery on television. His whole interest was in the movie, never paid one second of attention to the painful birth of his child. I thought, God must have a stockpile of vengeance in His arsenal, not only for this world, but for the one to come.


Truth is the determining factor in our lives. How do you convince anyone that it was not necessary for Christ to die on the cross, that the dynamism involved in any seed is not necessary? How does anyone study secular or temporal history without knowing that life revolves around sowing and reaping?


You fool yourself with tales of biblical mythology at your own risk. History, geography, prophecy, to this very day, is built around the blood of any innocent lamb placed around the door at the first Jewish passover. Some might laugh at the Nile turning to blood, flies covering everything, frogs covering everything, but the death angel passing over the doorposts of the homes with the blood, the first born of man and animal otherwise being killed. This is not a matter of juxtaposition or compromise. Real Christians understand ruin and redemption.


My experience, those who doubt, those who refuse to believe, God does not react according to their plan...why should the wicked prosper, good people suffer? Through trials and tribulations, we are brought closer to Him. Once you make your decision for Him, you can be sure of your testing. If you have not been tried yet, just wait, your tribulations/testing are on the way. The church always progresses in times of trial, persecution. The church in communist China is growing faster than in any other place in the world because of persecution.


This doctor, who worked his way through school; this veteran, who lives every day, totally blind knows about dependence on God. I must have been around 8 years of age, raised in poverty on a eastern North Carolina tobacco farm. We had the genes from old, established families, owned wonderful farm land, but went through the trials of drought like everyone else. It was one very dry year, the crops had dried up in the fields, there was no water in the wells. I remember hearing my hard-working, God-fearing, taxpaying father, the hardest working man I have ever known, leader in the church, leader in the community, on his knees in the corn crib talking to God, “Lord, you know how bad we need rain, the crops are drying up, the animals in the woods are perishing. I see rabbits and birds lying on the ground, dead from thirst. You know how hard Sally and the children have worked in the fields. Without rain we will have nothing. Please send your showers and relieve this drought.”


The rains came, they always came after prayer and destitute need. At the university, I was totally out of money, hungry. God told me in words I could easily understand that there was loose change which had fallen out of pockets in the large chairs in the Medical School library in which I was working.


The time for raising the indifferent toward Christianity, spirituality, prayer and God's mercies is now. Many people have said that old people always thought that times were bad. History tells us that times have never been worse than now. Traveling the world, the difference in the poverty-stricken countries and America: in America there was always the opportunity for improvement; in the destitute countries, always destitution, never any chance for improvement. But, even the destitute were not indifferent

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Holy Week



Only when one follows the casket of a loved one to an open grave does one really realize the significance of Easter. This is Holy Week, the most religious week of the year. Yesterday was the beginning of the Jewish Passover. Passover was the time in Jewish and Christian Biblical history when the Jews, after 430 years of slavery in Egypt, were finally delivered by God from their bondage. The Pharaoh of Egypt wanted to keep his slaves; those of us who have seen the great edifices at Abu Simbel, the pyramids and burial places at the Valley of the Kings can understand his addiction to their hard work. The plagues had not affected him, it was only the Passover deaths that brought him---at least for a while—to his senses.


The Jews were instructed to kill a lamb, put the blood of the lamb on their doorpost, prepare to leave with their shoes on, staffs in hand, having eaten the flesh of the lamb with unleavened bread. The Passover death angel went across Egypt killing the first born of every human and animal, with the exception of those with the blood of the lamb on the doorpost. The Bible tells us that they left healed, with not a sickly one among them. Thy shoes shall be iron and brass; and as thy days, so shall thy strength be. (Deuteronomy 33:25) Their shoes never wore out. They did not wear sandals or flip-flops, or even combat boots. Instructed to plan one day at a time.Although infiltrators (mixed multitude) were among them, complaining and dissatisfied, they saw the power of God. A great wind parted the Red Sea, and they passed over these many miles on dry land, waters piled up on each side. Again they saw the power of God, when, of course, Pharaoh changed his mind and pursued them with his horses and chariots. Then, as the spiritual says, “O Mary, don't you weep, don't you mourn; Pharaoh's army got drowned.” Much later, King Solomon put pillars to mark the place of their exit; Much later still, archeologists have retrieved chariot axles.


The message of Easter, the Passover, the Red Sea: the worst things are not the last things. Your personal circumstances may not be changed, you still may have cancer, you still may lose your job, but there is life after death, none of our human circumstances are the end of the road.


We worship a God of tomorrow; when we get there, He is already there. In the council chambers of eternity, He designed everything, even your individual life, your fingerprints, the iridial flex in your eyes, your voice. Of the billions of people who have lived on this earth, there never has been—and never will be---another like you. Like every individual snowflake, you are one of a kind, personally designed by the omnipotent hand of God. (Psalm 139)


Yesterday's challenge is a piece of cake, today. Most spend too much time worrying about tomorrow; tomorrow will take care of itself. (Matthew 6:34) You are standing in the reviewing stand of history...you know about the parade that has gone by; God knows the end of the parade. Faith is a verb; action based on belief sustained by confidence. The scripture describes faith as like the security found in the cleft of a rock or that found by a small bird under the mother bird's wing. Wonderful is the human being who has the security of knowing he is living the eternal life...already. The promises of Jesus Christ are only effective if the Holy Spirit of Jesus Christ lives within you...good luck to the rest of you!


Many times we think we have hit bottom today, but the problems of tomorrow will knock the bottom out of that bottom. In these days of deceit and deception, promiscuity and permissiveness, playing church, perjury from every international voice. When you are standing on the edge of the abyss, and the ground is crumbling under your feet, celebrate Holy Week, the promises of Easter. Remember, everlasting arms are below you.


The first religious act of man: constructing leaf aprons for himself to face the Creator of the universe, Who was already protecting him by immortal flames. We are told that robots have entered the destroyed nuclear plants in Japan, robots do not fear radiation, contamination. Arise from the dead, and Christ shall give thee light. (Ephesians 5:14) We have risen with Him from death, alive in Him forever.


I have walked down the streets of ancient Ephesus. As I recently told my son, a Ph.D professor at the world's largest seminary, in Jerusalem, in Bethlehem, in Damascus, and certainly in Ephesus, I was filled with the knowledge of the “Magna Carta” of Christianity. For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God: Not of works, lest any man should boast. For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus unto good works, which God hath before ordained that we should walk in them. (Ephesians 2:8-10)


Many Gospels are being preached today, the Gospel of prosperity, universalism, the “purpose-driven life”, “love is all you need”, Sinatra's “I did it my way”, or—God help us!---Oprah's New Age Gospel. There is only one Gospel, sin's ruin and Christ's redemption, the message of Easter-Holy Week.