“The Christian’s Splendid Torch”

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Sep 242017
 

PASTOR’S PERSPECTIVE: “The Christian’s Splendid Torch”

 By:  Ron Woodrum

 

     One of my favorite authors is Eugene Peterson,  Most know him for his Magnus Opus, (his greatest achievement), which is in my estimate his authorship of his Bible paraphase-The Message.  But he has authored many books that are very insightful and relevant to the needs of our generation.  One such book is his book on discipleship-A Long Obedience In the Same Direction.  In that book he touches a nerve when he diagnoses the genuine problem with our world, including the Christian world.  He writes, “Our attention spans have been conditioned by thirty-second commercials.  Our senses of reallity has been flattened by the thirty-page abridgement.  It is not difficult in such a world to get a person interested in the message of the gospel; it is terrifically difficult to sustain the interest.  Millions of people in our culture make decisions for Christ, but there is a dreadful attrition rate…in our kind of culture anything, even news about God, can be sold, if it is packaged freshly; but when it loses its novelty, it goes on the garbage heap.  There is a great market for religious experience in our world; there is little enthusiasm for patient acquisition of virture, little inclination to sign up for a long apprenticeship in what earlier generations of Christians called holiness.”  In his book Peterson relates to his readers that the answer is found in a Long Obedience.  That phrase came from a very unusual source.  It came from a quote from Friederick Nietzche, a German Philospher, who was responsible for the “Death of God Philosophy”.  Someone has written that-“in 1833 Nietzche said God is Dead-and in 1900,(the year Nietzche died),- God said-Nietzche is dead!”  How true! Nietzche was dead…God only appeared to be in demise to a world who thought themselves too smart to acknowledge Him.  But Nietzche later stated a fact that is true for all who would find meaning and fulfillment in life.  He wrote, “The essential thing in heaven and earth is that there should be long obedience in the same direction; thereby results, and has always resulted in the long run, something which has made life worth living!”  Petereson, feeling that if God can speak through a donkey, he can use the words of His enemies and even atheistic philsophers to share His truth!  Christians who find that “long obedience in the same direction…will find the kind of discipleship that makes life worth living!” 

     Another great Christian thinker of yesteryear diagnosed another problem that still describes the need of our world today, both Christian and non-Christian.  Blaise Paschal wrote, in his book Pensees wrote, “I have often said that the sole cause of man’s unhappiness is that he does not know how to stay alone quietly in his room…what people want is not the easy peaceful life that allows us to think of our unhappy condition, nor the dangers of war, nor the burdens of life, but the agitation that takes our minds off it and diverts our attention.  That is why we prefer the hunt to the capture.  That is why men are so fond of the hustle and bustle…that is why pleasures of solitude are so incomprehensible”.  We have never lived in a generation that prefers to have our attention diverted from our spiritual condition as our present generation does; to be diverted from any thoughts of what eternity holds.  We keep our minds diverted from our unhappiness, and with our smart phones we never allow ourselves to ever be alone…in our room.  We have e-mails; facebook; twitter; and social media.  Alone but never alone!  Paschal’s comments are ever more relevant to our world and our generation.  What’s the answer?  How about another answer from another Philosopher, also known for being an atheist.  His name is George Benard Shaw.  He was wise in some of his observances.  He wrote, “There are two sources of unhappiness in life; One is not getting what you want; the other is getting it!”  Very perceptive.  We can all testify to that truth!  George Bernard Shaw also said, “This is the true joy in life- being used for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one,  being a force of nature instead of a feverish, selfish little clod of ailments and grievances, compaining that the world will not devote itself to making you happy.  I am of the opinion that my life belongs to the whole community and as long as I live, it is my privilege to do for it whatever I can.  I want to be thoroughly used up when I die, for the harder I work, the more I live.  I rejoice in life for its own sake.  Life is no brief candle to me.  IT IS SORT OF A SPLENDID TORCH WHICH I HAVE GOT HOLD OF FOR THE MOMENT, AND I WANT TO MAKE IT BURN AS BRIGHTLY AS POSSIBLE BEFORE HANDING IT ON TO FUTURE GENERATIONS!”  We Christians could learn alot about such choices.  There is no doubt that we have been invited to “use our lives for a mighty purpose!”  We too could have the attitude that we do not want to be a “brief candle”.  We too should lay hold of our “Splendid Torch and make it burn as brightly as possible”. 

     Henry David Thoreau said, “If one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours.  He will pass an invisible boundary; new, universal…laws will begin to establish themselves around and within him; and he will live with the liscense of a higher order of beings!”  If taken in a Christian perspective, Thoreau was right.  If we advance in the direction of our Christian dreams and visions we too can pass an invisible boundary…and live according to our Lord’s higher order of beings…(those Amy Carmichael called “burning out for God!”).  Vaclav Havel said, “The real test of a man is not when he plays the role that he wants for himself, but when he plays the role destiny has for him!”  Replace “destiny” in that quote, with “God”, and he was right on point!  As we continue this series of messages on the questions of Jesus we find the key to living in victory over the anxiety that robs us of a vital faith. 

 

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“The Ghosts of Ephraim Are Still Haunting The Church”

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Sep 172017
 

PASTOR’S PERSPECTIVE: “The Ghosts of Ephraim Are Still Haunting The Church”.

By:  Ron Woodrum

 

In his book Come Before Winter, Charles Swindoll refers to an unusual group of men mentioned in Psalm 78:9. He writes, “My eye upon verse 9, (of Psalm 78), recently as I was on a safari through the Scriptures. I was intrigued by a strange stroke of the Psalmist’s pen: ‘The Sons of Ephraim were archers equipped with bows, yet they turned back in the day of battle.’ These men of Ephraim were adept with bow and arrow. Furthermore, they had sufficient hardware to handle the enemy’s attack. They possessed both skill and supplies in abunance…but you couldn’t tell it! On the day of Battle, that is the first day of the fray, they turned back! Like foxes hunted by hounds, they ran. The sound of Battle made them more nervous than a long-tailed cat, in a room full of rocking chairs! Although well-armed and capable with their weapons, they lacked one thing-steadfastness! On the surface they were highly polished, impressive looking, rugged company of muscular men. They were as smooth as a Marine drill team, running through the manual of arms like a fine-tuned machine. No one faulted Ephraim Company at inspection. Everyone’s sandals shone like polished chrome. But underneath their dress blues, written on their soft-underbelly, was a more accurate description-COWARD! The fastest manuever they ever made was the waving of the white flag. The only weapon they ever used to restrain the enemy was a cloud of dust as they retreated-en masse-in a hurry.” What an idictment. They professed courage and valor in the name of the LORD. But when push came to shove. In the heat of the Battle. They could no longer be found among the faithful ranks. Swindoll says, “Behind the thin veneer of valor was the brittle, plastic shell of surrender”. Like Henry Fleming, in Stephen Crane’s Red Badge of Courage, the men of Ephraim had all the training, but when tested in real battle, they, like Henry fled in fear. Swindoll says that “The Ghost of Ephraim” still pervades the Church of Jesus Christ in this 21st Century.

The World, The Flesh, and the Devil have all three formed an evil axis to bring a full frontal attack on the Church in these last days. These days are days of Battle. It is a real struggle for Christians to remain on the front line without casualties. At a time when we as Christians should answer the call to the continuous conflict, like Henry Fleming, many turn their backs and run from the fray. Their number cannot be found among the saints consistently at Bible Study and Worship services. The last time they were seen at prayer meeting cannot even be recollected! Engaging the World in debatable issues is not even a consideration any longer by many Christians. It is better to become the silent-majority. To recoil from the Battle. Not bother to get involved anymore. Surely no one, this day and age can blame us. The price is too high to pay these days isn’t it? One of the greatest theologians of the end of the 20th Century, Francis Schaeffer, warned us of this danger soon characterizing the Church. He wrote, “Here is the great evangelical disaster-the failure of the evangelical world to stand for truth. There is only one word for this-namely Accommodation!” That pretty well describes the Church today. We were called to be light. The world has never been darker! We were called to be salt-to preserve the decaying world. Our salt has lost its saltiness and no longer works on this rotten world. We have no power to purge and preserve any longer! We know that in the end we will win the war, but we are losing current battles at such alarming rates that no one will even try to stay the course! A Church filled with the Ghosts of Ephraim. A Church filled with too many Henry Flemings! Tertullian, while the battle was raging in the second century AD wrote, “We, (as Christians0, have filled everything you have-cities, tenements, forts, towns, exchanges, yes! And camps, tribes, palace, senate, forum. All we have left to you is your temples!” We can no longer claim such an offensive. The modern Church is known for only sounding retreat!

There are a few brave souls who stand tall while the ghosts of Ephraim permeate our ranks. One such committed Christian, in Africa, was martyred for his faith. This is what he said, “I am part of the fellowship of the unashamed. I have the Holy Spirits’s power. The die has been cast. I have stepped over the line. The decision has been made-I am a disciple of His. I won’t look back, let up, or slow down, back away, or be still. My past is redeemed, my present makes sense, my future is secure. I am finished and done with low-living, sight walking, smooth knees, colorless dreams, tame visions, worldly talking, cheap giving, and dwarfed goals. I no longer need pre-emminence, prosperity, position, promotions, plaudits, or popularity. I don’t have to be right, first, tops, recognized, praised, regarderd or rewarded. I now live by faith, lean in His presence, walk by patience, am uplifted by prayer and I labor with power. My face is set, my gait is fast, my goal is heaven, my road is narrow, my way is rough, my companions are few, my Guide is reliable, my mission is clear! I cannot be bought, compromised, detoured, hired away, turned back, diluted, or delayed. I will not flinch in the face of sacrifice, hesitate in the presence of the enemy, pander at the pool of popularity, or meander in the maze of mediocrity. I won’t give up, shut up, let up, until I have stayed up, stored up, prayed up, paid up, preach till all know, and works until He stops me. And when He comes my banner will be clear!” That kind of committment reflects a Salty Saint who Still penetrates and permeates a decaying world. Without that we are salt without savor…and the world will trample us under, according to Jesus…and perhaps we deserve it!

 

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“The Road To…Going…Going…Gone!”

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Sep 102017
 

PASTOR’S PERSPECTIVE“The Road To…Going…Going…Gone!”

By:  Ron Woodrum

 

     A wife came home from Church.  The husband, in his easy chair reading the paper, asked what the preacher preached about today.  She begins setting lunch on the table, and replies “Sin”.  The husband inquired further, “what did he say about it?”  His wife replied quite matter-of-factly-“he’s agin’ it!”  Quite a brief answer for such a voluminous subject!  Today it would be a rare discussion of what did the preacher have to say about sin.  The subject rarely receives a mention in a sermon, let alone a full-blown discussion.  Back in the seventies Karl Meninger noticed the disappearance of sin from our society and wrote his famous book-Whatever Became of Sin?  I think that all of us would agree from our own personal experience that sin is alive and well and an ever present reality, both in our world and even, to some degree in our own lives!  Matthew 24:7 warns us that in the last days “iniquity shall abound to overflowing…causing the love of many to grow cold”. Though he died in 2003, the greatest theologian that America has ever produced, Carl F.H. Henry, warned us off this very onslaught, way back in 1988.  He said, “We may now live in the half-generation, before all hell breaks loose, and if its fury is contained, we will be remembered, if we are remembered at all, as though who used our hands and hearts, and minds and bodies to plug the dikes against the impending doom!”  I think that since that time we have witnessed the dikes’ dissolution and the flooding of our world with unbridled sin and lawlessness.  We have grown so accustomed to the change that we can’t even remember when things were distinctly Christian and different!  Though we live in the midst of a world that Isaiah warned would call “evil good and good evil, put darkness for light and light for darkness, and exchange bitter for sweet, and sweet for bitter” (Isaiah 5:20), we cannot avoid the devastating consequences of sin.

William Barclay, in his commentary on Romans, wrote, “Sin begets sin.  The first time we do a wrong thing, we may do it with hesitation, and a tremor and a shudder.  The second time we do it is easier.  If we go on doing it, it becomes effortless; sin loses its terror.  To start on the path of sin is to go one to more and more” (Romans p.92).  John Henry Jowett wrote words many years ago that still sting with relevance today:  “Sin is a blasting presence, and every fine power shrinks and withers in its destructive heat.  Every spiritual delicacy succumbs to its malignant touch…Sin impairs sight, and works toward blindness.  Sin numbs the hearing and tends to make men deaf.  Sin perverts the taste, causing men to confound the sweet with the bitter, and the bitter with the sweet.  Sin hardens the touch, and eventually renders a man past feeling.  All of these are Scriptural analogies, and their common significance appears to be this-sin blocks and chokes the fine senses of the spirit: by sin we are desensitized, rendered imperceptive, and the range of our correspondence is diminished.  Sin creates callosity.  It hoofs the spirit, and so reduces the area of our exposure to its pain” Jay Adams, Christian Counselor, agrees.  In his book Competent to Counsel, he writes: “One lie has to be covered by a dozen more…The downward cycle of sin moves from a problem to a faulty sinful response, thereby causing an additional complicating problem which is met by…additional sinful responses…making sinful habits hard to break, but if not broken, they will bind you in an ever more tightly binding hold.  You will be held by these ropes…in a downward cycle…and at length you will become sin’s slave”.  He sounds a lot like Jesus in John 8, who said, “He who keeps on committing sin will become a slave to sin”.  To illustrate this truth, let me quote a story told by Charles Swindoll, in his book The Finishing Touch“A bazaar was held in a village in northern India.  Everyone brought his wares to sell or trade.  One old farmer brought in a whole covey of quail.  He had tied a string around each leg of each bird.  The other end of each string was tied to a large ring which loosely fit over a central stick.  He had taught the quail to walk dolefully in a circle around and around, like mules in a sugarcane mill.  Nobody seemed interested in buying the quail.  A devout Brahma came along.  He believed in the Hindu idea of respect for all life.  His heart of compassion went out to those poor little creatures walking in a monotonous circle, when they were created to fly.  I want to buy them all, he said.  The merchant was elated.  After giving him the money, the Brahma told him-now set them free.  The farmer said-what?  Set them all free at once!  The farmer snipped the strings off the legs of each bird.  The birds still continued to walk in a circle.  Even after they were shooed away, they landed a few feet away and resumed their predictable march!  Free…unfettered…released…they kept going in circles as if they were still tied to each other!”  So are the destructive and paralyzing consequences of sin on every one of us.  That is why the Scripture records over nine Hebrew words for sin in the Old Testament and over 13 Greek words for sin in the New Testament.  God, in his Word, paints an accurate picture of what sin is, and clearly shows us what sin will do if we do not avail ourselves to the one they call the Savior.  He is the only one who can “set us free” from sin.  He is the only true and faithful deliverer.  He is the only true answer to the sin question!  If we fail to trust Him, and the power of His cross, to transform us and set us free indeed the results will be eternally devastating!

Let me illustrate the reality of this with a true story.  Though this story happened many years ago, it is repeated daily in our modern era as well.  “A man was admitted to the Bellevue Hospital in New York City.  He was a charity case-one among hundreds.  A drunken bum from the Bowery, with his throat slashed.  The Bowery…the last stop before the Morgue.  Synonym of filth, loneliness, cheap booze, drugs, and disease!  The derelict’s name was misspelled on the hospital’s form, but then what good is a name when the guy’s a bum!  The age was also incorrect.  It was listed at 39-thought he looked twice that age.  Someone might have said how sad for someone so young to be in such a condition.  No one did because no one cared!  The details of what happened in the predawn of that chilly winter morning in New York were fuzzy.  The nurses shrugged it off. They had seen thousands like him, and would likely see thousands more.  His health was gone.  He was starving.  He had been found in a heap, bleeding from a deep gash in his throat.  His forehead badly bruised and he was semi-conscious.  A doctor used black sewing thread to suture his wound.  He was taken back outside and dumped near the Bowery again.  There he languished and died.  Nobody really cared.  He was just another bum!  A friend came seeking for him at a later time.  He was directed to the morgue.  There among dozens of other nameless corpses, this man was identified.  They scraped together his belongings.  A ragged dirty coat.  38 cents from his pocket.  A scrap of paper from his other pocket.  All his earthly goods!  Enough money perhaps for one more night in the Bowery, at that time, and a paper with five words-‘Dear friends and gentle hearts’.  Almost like the words to a song, someone may have thought-and they would have been right!  Once upon a time this man, this victim from the Bowery, had written songs that literally made the whole world sing!  Songs like-Camptown Races; Oh Susanna; Beautiful Dreamer; Jeanie with the Light Brown Hair; Old Folks at Home; My Old Kentucky Home; and over two hundred more that have become deeply rooted in our rich American Heritage.  The victim of his own sin was Stephen Collins Foster!  An American Treasure thrown away to sin’s destruction”.  Makes me think of an old poem that preachers have quoted for years:

 

    “And many a man with life out of tune,

     And battered and scarred with sin,

     Is auctioned cheap to the thoughtless crowd,

     Much like the old violin.

     A mess of pottage, a glass of wine;

     A game and he travels on.

     He’s going once, and going twice

    He’s going and he’s almost gone!”

 

     The sad truth of human experience is that the story is repeated ad infinitum ad naseum.  Only the names and faces have changed.  Tragedies of sin!  That is why they call Jesus Savior.  He alone has the power to rescue and save.  He alone is the Answer to the Sin Question.  Today’s message shows how He is the Answer for anyone who is willing to invite Him in to rescue from sin’s destruction.

 

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“A close look at the hour glass”

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Sep 032017
 

PASTOR’S PERSPECTIVE: “A close look at the hour glass”

By:  Ron Woodrum

 

George Herbert, poet and Parish pastor from the 1600’s, wrote, “Our flesh is but the hour glass, which holds the dust that measures all our time” Have you ever watched an hour glass? You turn it over, all the sand is in the top. There is a steady measure exchange of sand from the top to the bottom. The top appears so much fuller than the bottom. But the flow contines. Soon the bottom is almost half as full as the top. Then you notice top and bottom are nearly equal. It’s not long until you notice the bottom has twice as much as the top. Then the top soon only has a quarter of the total sand…then an eighth of the sand…then a sixteenth…then suddenly there is just a tiny amount filling the neck separating the top and bottom, and suddenly the top is empty! That is what George Herbert meant. “Our flesh…the hour glass…measuring our time”. We might say, “illustrating the passing of the dust which is our lives”. Pastor Herbert used a very Biblical Metaphor for life when he chose the hour glass. That is exactly what the Scripture tells us to do. In Psalm 39 David wrote: “Show me, Oh Lord, my life’s end and the measure of my days, let me know how fleeting is my life”. In Psalm 90 Moses prayed, “Teach us to number our days aright, that we may gain a heart of wisdom”. Both of these men were not asking for the gift of prophecy to predict their end, but instead for a change of perspective. They understood that living in the knowledge of how fleeting life is becomes a life-changing attitude. So it would for us. We celebrate and measure our lives by years. But Scripture tells us to do that by days. Not weeks, not months, not years but DAYS! The word measure, in Psalm 39:4, is the Hebrew word “maddah” which means “to size up-to take precise measure on the heigth, width, and depth. i.e. full measure”. The word number, in Psalm 90:12, is the Hebrew word “mannah” and means “to assign proper place in the count”. That is evaluating the hour glass.

Just a brief consideration of “numbering our days” is very sobering. Let me illustrate it in a personal way. In 1999 I faced a major crisis in my life. I was diagnosed with an inoperable brain tumor. I was 46 years old. A quick numbering of my days meant that I had lived 16,780 days. God was gracious and allowed me to be healed. I have now been given eighteen more years by His grace. My days now number 23,360. That is an additional 6,570 days. This week’s crisis again reminded me of the sand in the hour glass. If I live out the “three-score-and ten” the Bible says is given to men- that means I would have only 2,190 days left. 23,360 grains of sand has already entered the bottom half of the hour glass-only 2,190 left in the top. Should I be given “borrowed time” and live until 80 years, then there is only 5,840 left in the top of the hour glass. Comparing bottom with top is quite sobering. This is a mathematical exercise that Scripture tells all of us to participate in. But that is a Scriptural perspective we all need to have. T.S. Eliot, the great English poet, in his poem A Song For Simeon, wrote “My life is light, waiting for the death wind; like a feather on the back of my hand; dust in the sunlight, memory in corners; waiting for the wind that chills towards the dead land”. Not a favorite poem of most, but an enlightening one! The great American Essayist and Author Flannery O’ Connor, when told of her terminal disease, said that it “taught her to measure her days as Psalm 39:4 said, and numbering her days, as Psalm 90:12 said. She continued that it helps us prepare for our death by ordering our loves with the Love of God, and prepares us not only for the true life of eternity, but also for right living in the present world”.

One of my favorite poems about summing up our lives in a proper perspective is the poem-The Dash, by Linda Ellis. Here is the poem:

 

“I read of a man who stood to speak

at the funeral of a friend.

He referred to the dates on the tombstone

from the beginning…to the end.

He noted that first came the date of the birth

And spoke the following date with tears,

But said what mattered most was

The dash between those years!

 

For that dash represents all the time

That they spent alive on this earth.

And now only those who loved them

Know what that little line is worth.

So think about this long and hard

Are there things you would like to change?

For you never know how much time is left

That can still be rearranged.

 

If we could just slow down enough

To consider what is true and real

And always try to understand

The way other people feel.

And be less quick to anger

And show appreciation more

And love the people in our lives

Like we have never loved them before

 

If we treat each other with respect

And more often wear a smile,

Remembering that this special dash

Might only last a little while.

So when your eulogy is being read,

With your life’s actions to rehash

Would you be proud of the things they would say

About how you spent your DASH?”

 

Peter Marshall summed it up best when he said, “The measure of life is not in its duration but in its donation!” Have you checked your Dash for any significant Donation? If not take a quick glance at that hour glass..there is still time left…make it count!   One day at a time!

 

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