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Friday, 10 April 2009

  • He walked slowly up the stairs. He didn’t really want to go into that room. He didn’t want to face them. But he had nowhere else to go. It was dark, cold and the Jews may be out for more blood. What a difference a few hours had made. It seemed like just minutes ago that he’d left this upper room with his buddies and the Teacher. He could still smell the aroma of the roasted Lamb, he could still see the Teacher’s shadow in the distance as he prayed. How could he have fallen asleep? If only he’d known.

    He tried to open the door quietly, but the rusty hinges gave him away. The others in the room looked up when he entered. Not one said a word. The air had been filled with celebration earlier, but now it was heavy, full of grief and sadness.

    He found a corner and slid down the wall. He buried his face in his hands. He began to cry again. This time, there were few tears left. He sensed a shape near him and heard John’s voice.

    “Did you hear about Judas?” John’s face was full of grief and fear when he looked up.

    “They got Judas too?”

    “No,” there was a heavy pause, “he hung himself.”

    Peter placed his face back in his hands “When will it end?”

    He may have slept a bit. If so, it would be the first sleep he’d had in two days. But his rest was shattered by a rattling gate. Instantly everyone was up. They were here. At any moment soldiers could break through.

    John looked carefully through the drawn window. “It’s only Mary. Let her in.”

    Mary bust through the door. She was breathless from running and could barely speak.

    “He’s not there. The tomb. He’s gone. They took his body!”

    Peter broke through the crowd. “What are you talking about?” He demanded.

    “I went to the tomb to mourn. The stone was rolled away. The tomb was empty Peter!”

    Peter hesitated to try to understand. Then he bolted from the room and ran down the steps. He hurried through the streets. ‘It couldn’t be,’ He told himself. When he and John got to the tomb it was just as Mary had told them. The grave clothes lay in a neat pile. The small room smelled of fresh burial spices. But there was no one there.

    Peter’s mind was racing. He was angry at the Jews for taking his body. But what if they hadn’t taken it? “What if….NO! I saw him die.” He got back to the room before the others returned. He didn’t know what to make of things. So many questions. What was it he said? The Son of Man must be lifted up? What did he mean? Where was his body?

    A thousand other questions went through his mind when suddenly the cool, dark room was warm and full of light. He looked up to see the Teacher. Peter fell to his knees and hung his head. A hand reached down and pulled him to his feet. The Teacher gently lifted Peter’s head so that he could see his eyes.

    Peter didn’t understand completely, but looking into Jesus’ eyes he knew everything would be okay.

    May each of us be reminded on this Resurrection Weekend that it doesn’t matter what you have done. There is nothing in your past, present or future that can keep you from experiencing the life-changing love and forgiveness of Jesus Christ. Find a house of worship this weekend and make or renew a decision to follow Him completely.

     

Thursday, 26 March 2009

  • Diary of a Divorce: Feeling the Pain

    I grew up in a time when the number of divorced people in my small Midwestern town was minimal at best. I knew of only one person in my class that was from a divorced family and remember the ‘scandal’ that surrounded that event. In my circle only evil sinners got divorced. Good, Godly Churchgoing people stayed together forever.

     

    Marriage was forever and we had developed a neat little set of rules about it. If you married a Christian girl you stayed married forever. If you married and became a Christian and got divorced you were okay. If you married a non-Christian and he/she left, well that was okay too. The list went on and got more complicated as times changed. When a couple got divorced, discussions eventually turned to whether the divorce was ‘scripturally based’ or not.

     

    That bothered me for a long time. It seemed like we spent more time discussing the scriptural merit of a relational demise and little time working on healing the wounded. My frustration grew as I looked at marriages around me and realized that there were lots of unhappy people staying in emotionally, spiritually damaging relationships. It never made sense to me. I have to admit that openly.

     

    I heard all the sermons about men treating wives like Christ treated the church. I heard the caution in the voices of male preachers as they talked about submission of the woman. I heard plenty of talks about obeying your parents. I’ve heard the one about how God hates divorce too.

     

    Don’t get me wrong. I believe in marriage. I believe that God, in his wisdom, established marriage so that man and woman would gain their fullest potential in a relationship that lasts a lifetime. I believe the very best way a child can grow up, and grow strong is in a family with a loving mom and dad.

     

    The problem comes when we put humanity in the mix. I don’t believe God intends for a person to be in an abusive relationship that endangers the life of their lives, or the lives of the children. I’m so envious of those couples that have been married for 60+ years like my grandparents. People have made it through world wars and the depression and all sorts of other disasters and grow in their love for each other every day. It’s AWESOME! Go for it!

     

    My heart goes out to the rest of us. To those who walked the aisle, said the vows, tried to make it work and ended up in divorce court. I’m especially saddened by those who have gone through divorce and were ‘good church-going, Bible reading, Christians’. These people have had to answer the hard questions in life. They are the ones that get the ugly stares when they do try to return to church.

     

    I don’t intend to make this some theological treatise. Theology is important, but life isn’t lived in theology class. It’s lived in the trenches. Like on Theologian said, “Theology is Man’s attempt to explain God.” While trying to explain God may be important and even revealing to some. Sometimes life is much too painful for speculation. Life is for living.

     

    So, today I share on thought. The Bible says that God HATES divorce. For a long time I read that as meaning God hates anyone that gets divorced, or that God hates the ACT of divorce. Now, I realize He does hate the ACT of divorce, not the person who gets divorced.

     

    I think, in looking at life from the other side, that I know why God hates divorce. The simple, ‘church-ianity’ answer is that He hates divorce because divorce is sin. I think it goes deeper than that, MUCH deeper. So, here is my theory.

     

    I am God’s child. I am His special creation. The Psalmist says I am wonderfully made and God thinks precious thoughts of me daily. THAT is pretty cool. I’m a father. I love my children tremendously. As a father I know that I would do ANYTHING I could to save my child from pain. Divorce is painful. It doesn’t matter why the divorce happened, who started it, who wanted to make it work. Anyone involved directly or indirectly in divorce hurts.

     

    No wonder God hates divorce. It’s not because it’s sin after all. It’s because no ‘loving father’ would wish for his child to experience that kind of pain. He loves me and wants me free of pain.

     

    So, to those of you living in shame, guilt, anger and pain from divorce, I say this. God loves us. It doesn’t matter how we ended up this way. He wants to reach out to us. Stop living the guilt. Stop listening to the people who enjoy reminding us of our failure. Life is for living within the love and grace of our Lord Jesus Christ.

     

    One more thing. The next time someone reminds you that divorce is a sin try this, say, “Yes, I know divorce is a sin. So is gluttony. How is the diet going?”

     

Monday, 16 March 2009

  • Playing 'god' in Relationships

    In an earlier post I described how relationships should never be taken for granted. They are hard work. They require patience and giving up of rights. But giving up or rights should never require giving up of self-respect. Relationships should never destroy your identity. If you can’t be yourself in a relationship, it isn’t a relationship, it’s an arrangement. Arrangements are business decisions. Relationships are emotional, rational decisions.

    The title of this post leaves the word ‘god’ in lower case letters. There is a reason for that. I believe that God, as creator of the universe, is the Master Relationship Builder. We, as his followers, must learn from Him about relationships because any other source of relationship building is fallible. When people play ‘god’ in relationships they are doomed to failure.

    One dictionary definition of relationship is the state of being interrelated. That’s a big help! What does that mean? The state of being interrelated…further investigation. To be interrelated means to have a mutual or reciprocal relation. AH! That gives light. Mutual and reciprocal are the keys to relationship.

    Relationship then must be a state of being in which the persons involved both receive benefits from being there. In other words, relationships are situations in which both persons are fulfilled by being in contact, or communion with the other party.

    There are many things that can destroy relationships, but I think they can be narrowed down to one word, and that word is expectations. Expectations are feelings of anticipation for good things to come.

    For a mom (and dad), it’s the ‘expectation’ that the baby inside her will be healthy, happy and bring the family great joy. For the athlete before the big game, it’s the hope that he/she will perform well and that victory will be in their grasp. For the actor/actress, it’s delivering the lines with such skill that the curtain call is met with whoops and hollers and a standing ovation.

    In the same way, we enter into relationship with expectations of how it will be. Relationships rarely turn out the way we first hope they will. Soon, the ‘honeymoon’ is over and reality sets in. We take a hard look at what we have, and measure it according to our earlier hopes. If they don’t measure up, we have to make a choice.

    That’s where the ‘playing god’ comes in, and when it does it can destroy relationship almost instantly. When we make ourselves ‘relational deity’ we do so in one of two ways. On the one hand we look at someone else’s relationship and say “They aren’t doing it right. To do relationship you have to do it this way…” (We mentally fill in all the blanks according to our own personal opinion)  We become the relationship police and enforce our brand of relationship on everyone else.

    A second tendency is similar, and equally destructive. While the ‘relationship police’ measure other people’s relationships according to their own experience, the ‘relational analyst’ compares his/her relationship and decides if his/her relationship is right according to others. By the way, ever notice that the first four letters of analyst are A-N-A-L?

    While both the ‘relational policeman’ and the ‘relational analyst’ can gain important knowledge by looking at others and comparing, the problem comes when they decide individually that they are right and everyone else is wrong…or at least lacking.

    To gain a perspective of relationship take a look at Jesus. Set aside the fact that He is Son of God. Look instead at Him as a person.

    Without looking too deeply here are a few things to think about:

    v  He never forced ANYONE into a mold. He allowed everyone to have their own opinion of things without judgment.

    v  Even when he knew he was right, he never ‘imposed’ his superior knowledge on anyone.

    v  He allowed those around him to develop their own gifts at their own speed in their own time.

    v  The only ones he openly accused were the religious people.

    v  Physical needs came first. He never tried to solve a spiritual problem before a physical need was met.

    v  To those who were hurting, he reminded them of His love and their forgiveness, NEVER their sin.

    v  It was far easier for Him to heal physical blindness than spiritual blindness.

    v  He never ever reacted to sinners in anger. (Pharisees, Lawyers and the self-righteous are excluded from this list.)

    v  It didn’t matter how much you had. It only mattered that you gave Him according to your heart.

    v  He was unaffected by what people thought of Him. He knew who He was and spent His time trying to show us who we are.

    This isn’t an exhaustive, theological list. It’s a few things each of us should think about before we judge others for their faults and sins.

Friday, 06 March 2009

  • Relational Crisis

    I have a friend that's trying to decide if he should stay in a marriage that has lasted over 20 years. He's currently separated from his wife and living in a borrowed room while the two of them try to sort things out. It's interesting to me how I feel about this situation, compared to how I would have felt ten years ago.

    Depending on which survey you read, the divorce rate among 'Christian couples' is at least the same as in couples not claiming to be 'Christian'. Some surveys even show a slight edge in the Christian population. In other words, more Christian marriages end in divorce than non-Christian marriages.

    Ten years ago I know that my concern for my friend would have been very different. Back then I'd have thought about the 'spiritual ramifications' of the situation. You know, the "God Hates Divorce" line; the "Divorce is NEVER an option among Christians" dictate; the "Love your wife as Christ Loved the Church admonition.

    Don't get me wrong. I believe God hates divorce, and I think I know why. As our heavenly Father, God loves us with a love that never ends. It's pure. It's 'new every morning'. It's there when I'm at the mountain top, it's with me in the lowest valley of despair. No Father would wish for his children to experience pain and divorce is painful. It doesn't matter what the reasons are for the divorce. It doesn't make a difference if it is for alleged 'scriptural grounds' or not. It hurts.

    I know that now, and I think that is why my thoughts about my friend are different tonight. See, I stayed in that very room when my 'Christian marriage' was going down the tubes. Now I know the pain. I'm remembering the pain, the shame, the embarrassment, the feeling of failure, the guilt.

    So tonight I pray for my buddy. My brother in Christ. My friend. Regardless of whether he and his wife choose to continue the relationship or not, I pray that both will know, in the midst of their pain, that we serve a God of second chances. I pray for the church, this couples brothers and sisters in Christ. I pray that it will surround them with love and not 'messages from the Lord'.

    Relational pain is silent and invisible. It takes a long time to heal. Too many times, those of us with relational pain suffer in silence. We have nowhere to turn, or feel like it. We bear our pain alone. You can come back. Life does get better again. Sometimes life is better afterwards than it was before. I know that now. But back when the relationship was being battered against the rocks in the ocean of life, I saw no hope.

    Thank God I have a Heavenly Father that sees me in my pain and lifts me up.

Saturday, 08 November 2008

  • Taking Relationship for Granted

    As I stated in an earlier entry, I grew up in a home and at a time when every family resembled the Walton’s or Cleavers. Meals were eaten together at the same time, and only before prayers of thanksgiving were given. Holidays were reserved for family first. Believe it or not, Thanksgiving used to be about family and eating and playing games. Football was a game played in the backyard with your cousins, not something watched on TV.

     

    Looking back, I think I took that whole time in my life for granted. Everything was NOT perfect. No doubt about that. There were many issues in society that have changed for the better. But one thing that has suffered was learning how to do relationship.

     

    One thing that did hurt relationship was the tendency to apply a ‘one size fits all’ philosophy to how we live and love together. Hundreds of books have been written about the ‘perfect marriage’. Tests have been written that ‘guarantee our compatibility’. Thousands of dollars have been spent on therapy to try to ‘fix’ relationship.

     

    It would seem we have two dramatic extremes in this regard. One the one hand we have the rigidity of legalism that says you have to “Do A, B & C” to succeed. If you follow this simple formula, success and happiness will follow. Every frog will become a prince upon the first kiss. Every glass slipper will lead us to our prince/princess. Every yellow brick road eventually leads home. Were life a fairy tale and God created us as robots relationships would certainly be more predictable and fulfilling.

     

    On the other end of the spectrum are those who preach free love and open relationships. There are no boundaries. Commitment is based on feelings and not on integrity. Fulfillment is measured by what makes ME feel good at the expense of everyone else.

     

    Healthy relationships fall somewhere in between these extremes. My observation is that well-balanced, healthy relationships are few and far between. The defining characteristic of a healthy relationship is selflessness.

     

    Selflessness is dangerous and can not be practiced alone. Selflessness practices solo doesn’t make a relationship, it makes an arrangement. In a relationship, both parties benefit from the situation. In an arrangement, only one party benefits from the situation. The danger in arrangements is that they can easily lead to emotional, physical or sexual abuse. The dominant party becomes more demanding. Even if the demands are met, they don’t guarantee fulfillment. As a result, the demands become increasingly forceful and the ‘arrangement’ more fragile.

     

    No relationship is perfect because none of the parties are perfect. It’s when we seek the perfect relationship that life becomes dangerous. The danger becomes in comparing my relationship with yours, or when you tell me EXACTLY what I need to do to ‘fix’ my relationship. Unless you can climb into my skin and see my pain, you can’t fix me. Relationship is NOT ‘One size fits all’.

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