Artist, Builder, and More…

Theology is the study of God’s Word.  Science is the study of God’s Work.  I believe that is a quote from Michael Faraday the physicist.

We don’t need to look far in God’s Work to see what God is like!  From mountains to valleys.  From the tiny grain of mustard seed to sprawling arrays of galactic clusters His Work is everywhere giving silent witness to this great and wondrous God of ours.  We are told in the first chapter of Romans that this witness to all the world is intended to teach the world about God and His nature.

Today we see in America a newly minted President seeking to remake our nation and the world after his own image.  When we look at what our president has created in his 70 years prior to this moment in time what do we see?  Is that what we want?  We should not be surprised by his craftmanship.  But more, what does that say about those who wish to be like him, made in the image of the current president?

Why don’t we see our awful?

The light switch flipped and the light went out.  They had been so warm and friendly but one word I said and all signs of warmth disappeared.  I have never seen them since and none of my communication attempts have been answered.  That was nine months ago.  He had been affable and friendly and seemed impressed with me.  But on that day I had been critical of his bad behavior towards subordinates like myself.

Often, when I speak with the Lord it is not conscious but a wondering about something in His Presence.  The answer comes through Scripture or thoughts in my mind usually.  The answer may be a long time coming but this morning His returned answer through my thoughts was almost immediate.

“They have nothing to do with their sins.  Their sins are awful.  They are afraid to look at them because they have nothing they can do with them.  They do not know the Redeemer.”

Much, if not most of the time I have encountered this through self-proclaimed Christians!  Perhaps not a surprise since I was a pastor for almost three decades.  But then I thought about the reason for this and it is that people in church have heard the Good News so often that they have become deadened to its daily, living reality in their own lives.  Perhaps God was never alive to them.  Perhaps He was but now they have fallen away as in the parable of the soil types in Mark 4.

Thanks be to God for His great, unfailing Friendship.  Our Redeemer, Friend, Counselor, and Oh…. so very much more!

Uncommon Privilege

This morning I began my day after breakfast full of plans for the day.  As I rounded the corner at home to carry one of them out I stopped dead in my tracks, remembering I had not had my long conversation with God yet.

As I began I reflected on what an uncommon privilege this was.  God on high, creator and master of the universe, all that can be seen and all that is beyond sight and yet He thinks of me!  I thought of how many mornings I have gone off on my way without even talking with Him and my eyes filled with tears at the thought of how often and how much I have hurt His loving, kind heart.  As our conversation continued I thought of this prayer from an unknown confederate soldier.

I asked God for strength, that I might achieve,  I was made weak, that I might learn humbly to obey…

I asked for health, that I might do greater things, I was given infirmity, that I might do better things…

I asked for riches, that I might be happy, I was given poverty, that I might be wise…

I asked for power, that I might have the praise of men, I was given weakness, that I might feel the need of God…

I asked for all things, that I might enjoy life, I was given life, that I might enjoy all things…

I got nothing that I asked for – but everything that I had hoped for,

Almost despite myself, my unspoken prayers were answered.

I am among all men most richly blessed.