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Addiction

16 Jan

Dear God, this morning during our staff prayer time, I talked to the staff about the man I prayed to you about yesterday, Dennis Parker. He is a recovering alcoholic who really offers something beautiful to the world through his relationship with you as expressed through both his music and his life. As we talked and prayed, I felt compelled to pray about the people we would encounter today who might really need us.

Then, after lunch, we had a patient in need. For privacy reasons, I cannot write much of what happened with him here, but suffice it to say he had some serious issues, including addiction, and we were able to help get him towards some resources that might be able to help him. The whole time we were dealing with him I was thinking about Dennis and his story.

Father, Jesus, Holy Spirit, I want to really pray for this man right now. I want him to have amazing healing. He has a violent past. I pray that you will heal him from that. He has difficult addictions. Please heal him. He has a huge need for you, God. He simply needs you. Please help him find you. Oh, how I long for him to be an amazing story. I know there are people in the community who are afraid of him. Help him to become a backbone of the community. Help others to marvel at the transformation in him and see you and your power. Draw other people to yourself through his life. Oh, Father, Jesus, Holy Spirit, please don’t let his pain be wasted. Make it count. Make it count for him. Make it count for your kingdom to come and your will to be done on earth as it is in heaven. For your glory, Lord. For your glory alone. And for the staff who helped him today. For everyone still helping him. Please touch them and bless them. Use this to draw all of us closer to you as well.

I offer all of this to you in Jesus’s name,

Amen

 
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Posted by on January 16, 2024 in Miscellaneous, Musings and Stories

 

Lament

14 Jan

Dear God, I prayed a couple of days ago about what you might have for me on this retreat. Now, it’s the last morning, and I think I’ve heard you. The word has been lament. I’ve described my life to others lately as largely good with this tremendous cloud of sorrow that is constantly on the horizon. And it’s amazing how the 90% that’s good can be impacted by the 10% that is incredibly sad, but it’s real and it’s there.

I listened to two different episodes of the Voxology Podcast that I downloaded before I came on the trip. They turned out to be divine appointments. The first episode was titled “The God Who Disappoints Everyone,” and the follow-up episode was called “The Only Way Out is Through.” The first episode talked about the myriad of biblical characters who had, by worldly standards either disappointing lives or, at best, real sorrows after they received your call for them. Moses was called to lead the people to the Promised Land, but wasn’t allowed to enter. David really wanted to build your Temple, but was denied. Mary certainly had heartache. Paul’s life would have turned out better from a worldly standpoint if he had remained a Pharisee. One point he made was that just about everyone who interacted with Jesus, except for the people who were healed or forgiven of their sin (Samaritan woman, woman caught in adultery, etc.), at some point was disappointed in how things were going. Even Jesus’s closest disciples were disillusioned at one time or another. So my life, although containing sorrow, certainly does not stand out amidst these biblical characters.

The next episode was a follow-up because the first one generated so much response from people. They read a couple of emails from people who were doing everything they knew to do, but they were still not experiencing the “God is good all the time,” “You have the victory in Jesus” life. The title of the podcast was their main message. They talked about being “oriented,” “disoriented,” and “reoriented.” Oriented is knowing and feeling who I am in you. Living it fully. Disoriented is losing that feeling in my heart and soul. I know it, but that knowledge isn’t doing anything for me because I still have sorrow and lament. Reoriented is the person who has been through the disorientation and come through the other side. Their advice was for the disoriented person to find an oriented or, preferably, a reoriented person to walk with you through the darkness. Mike talked about the Prince Caspian book from the Chronicles of Narnia series and how the youngest child, Lucy, was the one who could see Aslan while they were walking in a scary and confusing place. The others followed her, trusting she could see Aslan until they were ultimately able to see him for themselves. So Mike’s suggestion was to find someone who can see Jesus from where they are and follow them, putting your trust that Jesus is there, the Holy Spirit is there, you, the Father, are there, and keep following them to you until they themselves can see you.

I’m not saying I’m in a place where I can’t see you. I’ve certainly been there before, but I’m not there now. But I do have this ache and this lament that penetrates my soul. It hurts. It brings tears to my eyes, even as I type these words. And there are times when it doesn’t feel okay. But that is why community is important. In those moments, the people you put into my life—my wife, friends, or even podcasters—give my soul rest while I simply move through the forest. There is no helicopter that will get me out of it. The only way out is through.

Father, Jesus, Holy Spirit, thank you for meeting me here this weekend. I consider my life worth nothing to me. I only want to finish the race and complete the task you have given to me. The task of testifying to your grace.

I offer this prayer to you in the name of Jesus, my Lord,

Amen

 
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Posted by on January 14, 2024 in Miscellaneous, Musings and Stories

 

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Laity Lodge Men’s Retreat – Morning 1

12 Jan

Dear God, I’m at a men’s retreat with my dad and brother-in-law (and about 50 other men), and I’m trying to be very present in it. I want to know if there is anything you have for me out of this weekend.

I took a bike ride yesterday when I first got here.

As I sat at the top of “Circle Bluff” for almost an hour and tried to be present in worshipping you, I felt the Holy Spirit telling me to, basically, clear my head of anything I think might be on the agenda for the week and just enter your presence. So that’s what I’m going to do.

The speaker this weekend is just going to talk about Philippians. I think he is going to give us an overview of all four chapters in four different sessions. I’m excited about just getting some Bible teaching. I hear sermons, but I don’t often just get straight Bible teaching from an educated expert. I think I’m going to enjoy that. As I think about it, I probably should have brought a pad and paper for notes. Maybe I’ll take this keyboard and my phone and sit in the back at a table and type up my thoughts as he speaks.

One thing I also found last night was that I spoke to some men who just seemed to need to talk. One lost his 99-year-old mother about three weeks ago. Another lost a father a couple of years ago who had lived with him for the last 14 years of his life. I felt like you were using me just to listen as I visited with both of them. So I hope I can be that for people too, including my dad and brother-in-law. And if there’s anything I need to share and there is someone out there you have provided to be your ears for me, help me to discerningly find them.

Father, Jesus, Holy Spirit, help me to enter into your presence. Help me to be your hands and feet. Help me to worship you and then love others this weekend. And give me this weekend what you have for me so that I might be the man you need me to be in the world where you have planted me.

I pray all of this in your name,

Amen

 
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Posted by on January 12, 2024 in Miscellaneous, Musings and Stories

 

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Christmas Closure

07 Jan

Dear God, I just attended a lovely worship service on the evening of Sunday June 7. It was organized and led by two young women who attend a Catholic college in Ohio, and they gave it to (I could have said “led it for,” but it felt more like a gift) the church before they head back to school.

Since today kind of marks the end of the Christmas season with the recognition of Epiphany (the wise men), they had a bit of a Christmas season focus for the songs and readings, although they weren’t specifically about Christmas itself. But the thought I had during the service was that I needed it more than I realized. I have had a really good and special Christmas season this year. I was able to really meditate on the Incarnation of Jesus and internalize the beauty of your gift to us. What I was lacking, however, was closure on the season. It was just kind of fizzling out. It’s January 7. What’s next?

But today was a good day. I heard a good sermon my Andy Stanley that challenged me to think a little. Then I helped my wife take down our Christmas decorations and return the house to its normal state. And finally I attended this service. It was really good closure.

So as I sat in that church tonight, sang the songs, and prayed to you, I thought about a lot of things. Most important were a couple who is facing a huge health crisis for the wife and had to go to the hospital. They were going to come to the service, but the ER visit got in the way. I prayed for them a lot. Then there was just worshipping you. Appreciating you. Marveling at you. And I was also really appreciating these two young women and hoping great things for them. Not great as in they will increase and you will decrease, but that the fruits of your Spirit will grow powerfully through them.

I guess I’ll close with some of the words to one of the songs they sang for us. The song is called “Humble.”

Humble and human, willing to bend You are
Fashioned of flesh and the fire of life, You are
Not too proud to wear our skin
To know this weary world we’re in
Humble, humble Jesus
Yeah eh eh

Humble in sorrow, You gladly carried Your cross
Never refusing Your life to the weakest of us
Not too proud to bear our sin
To feel this brokenness we’re in
Humble, oh oh humble Jesus

We bow our knees (We bow our knees)
We must decrease (We must decrease)
You must increase (You must increase)
We lift You high

Humble in greatness, born in the likeness of man
Name above all names, holding our world in Your hands
Oh oh oh, not too proud to dwell with us, to live in us, to die for us
Humble, humble Jesus

We bow our knees (We bow our knees)
We must decrease (We must decrease)
You must increase (You must increase)
We lift You high
We bow our knees oh oh (We bow our knees)
We must decrease (We must decrease)
And You must increase (You must increase)
We lift You high

We lift You high
We lift You high
We lift You high
We lift You high
We lift You high
We lift You high yeah
We lift You high

Humble
You are humble
Make me humble
Like you
We lift You high

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Audrey Nicole Assad

The lines that struck me:

  • Not too proud to wear our skin
  • To know this weary world we’re in
  • Not too proud to bear our sin
  • To feel this brokenness we’re in
  • We must decrease
  • You must increase

Father, make that my final prayer as I move out of the Christmas season and into the rest of the year. May I decrease and you increase. Let me model what you modeled: humble.

I pray all of this in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, my Triune God,

Amen

 
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Posted by on January 7, 2024 in Hymns and Songs, Miscellaneous, Musings and Stories

 

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My Ideal Church Service

03 Jan

Dear God, I was listening to a podcast today talk about the current paradigm for church services originating 500 years ago when people were mostly illiterate and they needed educated people to teach them what was in the Bible. But this certainly isn’t how the early church worked. There wasn’t a musical prelude, followed by a song, announcements, two more songs, a children’s sermon, an offertory, a sermon, and invitation, and a benediction (with possibly a taking of communion mixed in there somewhere). I would imagine those early church gatherings in Acts looked more like sharing lives, prayer requests, struggles, successes, etc. Maybe there would be a breaking of the bread and taking of the cup in remembrance of Jesus. Maybe someone would feel they had a message from you to share. Maybe someone would have a song they wrote that they wanted to share with everyone.

So I’ve told you many times that I’ve never really liked going to church. I always look at my watch and wonder how long until I can leave. That’s not to say that I don’t get anything out of it. There are times when I really need the experience of singing to you with other believers. Or that the pastor has a message I need to hear. So I’m not saying that I don’t need church. I’ve just never particularly enjoyed going.

So, if I were to start from scratch, take myself back to Jesus’s ascension, and then design what I thought a gathering of believers of The Way should look like, what would I want?

  • I would probably want one or two songs.
  • I would probably want someone to bring a thought for the day. Maybe 5-10 minutes.
  • I can see wanting to spend some time in prayer. Depending on how big the gathering was, I would want to have some time for everyone to go around. Maybe different people take a different aspect of prayer. 1.) Worship 2.) Confession 3.) Thanksgiving and 4.) Supplication.
  • I can see wanting to give people an opportunity to declare in intention or maybe even to accept Jesus as your savior for them.
  • Communion. I would definitely have communion be part of every gathering.

I guess the biggest change for me is the prayer part would largely replace the “sermon” of most churches today. Not that we would have a message, but it would be much less central. There would be a lot more about personal prayer requests and declaring intentions to each other in a pursuit of discipleship.

Father, help me to know what to do with this. You know I’ve had this idea of having a cross-cultural Bible study. Maybe this could be a format for it. I don’t know. I do know that I love you, and I have enjoyed even this time of exploring my heart and seeing how it wants to pursue you through corporate gatherings. Holy Spirit, speak to me and guide me. Jesus, teach me and show me the way to the Father.

I pray this in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit,

Amen

 
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Posted by on January 3, 2024 in Miscellaneous, Musings and Stories

 

The Attractiveness of Jesus

31 Dec

Dear God, my wife and I had dinner this last week with a young woman who is still in her teens. She’s really terrific, but she is still…searching. I think she’s finding herself. She’s graduated from high school, and is doing some college, but she’s young and unsure. I don’t perceive she has any use for organized religion or a formal relationship with you, but there was one thing I noticed about her that struck me: tattoos and jewelry with Christian imagery. A cross chain. A cross in the midst of wings. A large tattoo of rosary beads. I don’t even think she knew what she was was of rosary beads, but she thought they were pretty.

As I thought about it later, I went back to the talk I heard several months ago by John Dickson and Andy Stanley about the faith and Christian life Jesus authored vs. what Christians end up living (the 43:45 mark of this video). There is something so unique and beyond genius about what Jesus taught us: love your enemies, forgive those who harm you, serve the poor, love you with everything we have, etc. I think there are people who are searching out there and they know at the root that there is something to what Jesus taught us and the path he offers us to you that is the right thing, but they can’t bring themselves to embrace it because of how Christians have represented that path.

I told my wife it reminded me of the movie Jesus revolution. There is a scene where the hippie evangelist is talking to the traditional pastor, and he’s describing the hippies of the late 60s and early 70s (my paraphrase): They are looking for God. They just don’t know they are looking for God. And they are looking in all of the wrong places. And when they find him they are amazed!

I have a friend who shared this with me just a couple of days ago (names deleted for privacy):

“We spent the afternoon and evening with [a family]. Their daughter and live-in boyfriend are here from [another state]. It was obvious that [the parents] wanted their family to be in proximity to us because of our faith life. I kind of dreaded being with them because I knew of [the daughter’s] very liberal bent. She identifies as non-binary and has no point of reference for Christ. However, I immediately felt comfortable and easily connected with [her and her boyfriend]. We spent the evening engaged in lively and energized conversations about God, the world, and other things. We left their house with full hearts and grateful for the opportunity to simply leak out life with the beautiful bonus of observing [the parents] not holding back the joy of their [recent] salvation and their faith journeys. It was a truly beautiful experience.”

I replied, “I think you found to be true what Paul and Jesus taught. It is easy to show Jesus’s love to the lost. And to even be non-judgmental about it because they are lost. It’s when they see our love and come to faith that the Holy Spirit can start to work on them and earnest conversations can begin. But I think [the daughter and boyfriend] would have been very comfortable with Jesus so they were comfortable with you and [your wife] too.”

Father, as my friend puts it, help me to be leaky for you. Give me a bucket that leaks out your fruit into the world. Whether it be on my relatives, my friends, or even strangers who read this prayer I share with the world. You, Jesus, showed us an amazing glimpse of how the Father intends us to live. Holy Spirit, guide me into that. Guide my wife as well. Show us your path.

I offer this to you in the name of my Triune God, the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit,

Amen

 
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Posted by on December 31, 2023 in Miscellaneous, Musings and Stories

 

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Charlie Brown Christmas

24 Dec

Dear God, it’s Christmas Eve, and I was thinking a couple of days ago about American “Christians” (I put “Christians” in quotes because I feel like it is largely cultural Christians who have no real knowledge of you), and I was thinking about how they celebrate the Charles Dickens A Christmas Carol version of Christmas (family and loving the unfortunate) instead of the real meaning of Christmas. And I’ve been sucked into this too. I think more about the It’s a Wonderful Life version than really sinking myself into they mystery of not only what you did over 2,000 years ago but why you did it.

As I thought more about this, it occurred to me that Charlie Brown Christmas is actually a brilliant example that illustrates Christian emptiness at Christmas–and this was back in the mid-60s when American was supposedly still great according to recent politics. So, this morning, I thought I would watch Charlie Brown Christmas and outline the content to see if it really is as sneakily brilliant as I have it in my head.

  • Open with Charlie Brown (from now on I’ll just refer to him as Charlie) and Linus standing at the wall talking. Charlie says, “l think there must be something wrong with me, Linus. Christmas is coming, but I’m not happy. I don’t feel the way I’m supposed to feel. I just don’t understand Christmas I guess. I like getting presents, and sending Christmas cards, and decorating trees, and all that, but I’m still not happy. I always end up feeling depressed.” Linus replies, “Charlie Brown, you’re the only person I know who can take a wonderful season like Christmas and turn it into a problem.”
  • Ice skating scene with all of the children and Snoopy.
  • Charlie looks in his empty mailbox and is upset that no one sent him a Christmas card. “I know nobody likes me. Why do we have to have a holiday season to emphasize it?”
  • He confronts Violet for not sending him a card.
  • The children play at trying to hit a can with snowballs (Linus uses his blanket to hit it).
  • Charlie goes to Lucy for psychiatric help (he must pay in advance). He tells Lucy he’s depressed. Lucy decides to label his problem with a phobia. Lucy ultimately decides he needs “involvement.” That will solve the problem, so she puts him in charge of the Christmas play. Then she complains she gets depressed at Christmas every year, but she gets depressed because all she gets is toys and not what she really wants: real estate.
  • Snoopy decorates his house and Charlie complains the neighborhood decorating contest claims it’s about finding the true meaning of Christmas and Snoopy has gone commercial.
  • Sally asks Charlie to help her write her letter to Santa. Her letter disgusts Charlie too.
  • At rehearsal, Lucy tells the kids Charlie will be the director. They complain and Snoopy boos.
  • Charlie tries to take charge of the play. The kids stop paying attention and start dancing again.
  • Lucy (Script Girl) passes out the scripts and assigns roles.
  • Charlie starts to direct. First up, the “scene at the inn.” Sally will be Linus the Shepherd’s wife.
  • Lucy calls lunch break and asks for role as Christmas Queen.
  • Every time Charlie calls action they break into dancing to Schroeder’s piano playing.
  • Lucy explains to Charlie that “we all know that Christmas is a big commercial racket. It’s run by a big eastern syndicate, you know.”
  • Charlie decides to resist the commercialization of the Christmas show by getting a Christmas tree. He and Linus start their quest for a tree.
  • Amidst the orange and purple metal trees, he finds one that looks like it “needs a home.” “I think it needs me.”
  • Lucy and Schroeder have a scene about Beethoven and Christmas music.
  • Charlie and Linus return with the now infamous tree. The children immediately react: “Boy, are you stupid, Charlie Brown!” “What kind of a tree is that?!?” “You were supposed to get a good tree! Can’t you even tell a good tree from a poor tree?!?” “I told you he’d goof it up! He’s not the kind you can depend on to do anything right.” “You’re hopeless, Charlie Brown.” “Completely hopeless!” “You’ve been dumb before, Charlie Brown, but this time you really did it!” “What a tree!” Then they all mockingly laugh at him and walk away.
  • Charlie relents to Linus that he picked the wrong tree and he just doesn’t know what Christmas is all about. “Isn’t there anyone who knows what Christmas is all about?!?”
  • This is when Linus tells the shepherds’ story from Luke 2. “That’s what Christmas is all about, Charlie Brown.”
  • Charlie takes his tree and heads home with a smile on his face (“Oh Christmas Tree” plays instrumentally and we get Linus’s voiceover of the shepherds’ story from Luke 2 again.”
  • Snoopy’s house won first prize and Charlie initially is dumbfounded, but the decides to rise above and not let the commercialization ruin his Christmas.
  • Charlie puts a single ornament on the tree and it leans over from the weight. “I’ve killed it. Oh! Everything I touched gets ruined.” He sulks off.
  • The children come upon the tree, Linus says, “I never though it was such a bad little tree. Maybe it just needs a little love,” lifts it up straight, and wraps hit blanket around the bottom like a Christmas tree skirt. Then all of the children take the decorations from Snoopy’s house and use them to decorate the tree.
  • Lucy says, “Charlie Brown is a blockhead, but he did get a nice tree.” Then they all start singing “Hark, the Herald Angels Sing,” echoing the shepherds’ story Linus told them.
  • Charlie comes back and finds everyone next to his tree. “What’s going on here?!?” They all shout, “Merry Christmas, Charlie Brown,” and start singing “Hark, the Herald Angels Sing” over the credits.
  • The End

So this is interesting. At the end of the day, the writers of Charlie Brown Christmas aren’t pointing us to Mary, Joseph, and Jesus and their experience that day. They are pointing us to the shepherds. For unto us (including me) is born the Messiah, the Lord. Glory to God in the highest heaven, and peace on earth to those with whom God is pleased.”

Father, Jesus, Holy Spirit, I can’t remember a year when I was more dialed in on the incarnation of Jesus at Christmas. Yes, I’ve watched It’s a Wonderful Life and other traditional “Christmas movies” (including Die Hard), but I’ve also spent more time than ever really examining, thinking about and praying about what you did for us–for me. I’m going to four church services over the next 20 hours. One Protestant so I can have communion, and three with my wife while she sings and leads worship. I’m looking forward to these celebrations. I’m looking forward to appreciating you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you!

I pray all of this only because I am able to as a result of this very gift,

Amen

 
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Posted by on December 24, 2023 in Miscellaneous, Musings and Stories

 

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Christmas Spirit

21 Dec

Dear God, I was listening to The Holy Post podcast this week, and they were kind of deep diving the “war on Christmas” and what Christians mean by defending and saving Christmas. Has it become empty rhetoric, but they really are only saving the Christian veneer of something that is already secular?

For example, they talked about how polling shows that most Christians find it more important to be with family Christmas day than to be at church worshipping you. This year, Christmas Eve is on a Sunday, and a lot of people go to Christmas Eve services, but Christmas Day often has very little to do with Jesus’s incarnation. And I’m not really any different. This year, my wife is singing in our church on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day, so I will be there for both, but if not for her involvement, I wouldn’t be going to church on Christmas Day.

I think Charles Dickens’s A Christmas Carol is probably the biggest driver of how modern Christians view Christmas. You take the ideals of family importance and reaching out to the poor, and you just kind of gloss over the Jesus incarnation part. I’ve actually been grateful for the time I’ve been able to spend this year kind of exploring all of these things. The community church-to-church walk Christmas service we did a week ago was great, including the illustration of “God and the Planet of Vicious Dogs.” Then working on the project for my coworker and her young daughter covering Luke 1 and Luke 2 really blessed me as well as I tried to empathize in a new way with the characters I’ve read about hundreds of times.

Father, Jesus, Holy Spirit, of course, I don’t want to not think about Christmas and the incarnation throughout the year, but I am grateful for the extra emphasis on it during Christmas that I might then carry with me throughout the rest of the year. Help what I’m going to call the remnant of the discipling church (as opposed to those who have only claimed the label Christian for cultural and political reasons) to be found faithful in our worship of you and our love for our neighbors. Help me to be found faithful in my worship of you and my love for my neighbors.

I offer all of this to you through the power of the incarnate Jesus,

Amen

 
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Posted by on December 21, 2023 in Miscellaneous, Musings and Stories

 

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God and the Planet of Vicious Dogs

15 Dec

Dear God, I heard this sermon illustration at a Christmas service last night by the new pastor at First Baptist Church in our town, Bill Waddell, and I wanted to write about it this morning. I Googled it this morning to see if I could find a source and I couldn’t so I’m going to tell it again here as best as I can:

A man had a dream one night, and he met God in his dream. He had been wondering about the incarnation and how it worked. “Why, God, did you have to come to earth as a man?”

God didn’t explain, but decided to show him why instead. He took the and they started traveling through space. Faster and faster until they started to approach a planet. When they arrived at the planet, still outside of its atmosphere, God stopped to tell the man about the planet. “This planet is controlled by dogs,” God said. “They are the highest life form here. The problem is, they are vicious dogs. They are cruel and mean. They destroy each other. They are filled with anger. But somehow, I want to help them. I want to teach them to love. I want them to know I exist and be in relationship with me. I want to show them how I love them. I want to help them take that love and give it to each other.”

The man replied, “That’s wonderful, Father. How will you do that?” 

“That’s where you come in,” God said. “I need you to do something for me. The only way to communicate with them is to become one of them. So I need you to go down there as a dog, tell them about me, and teach them through your example.” 

The man readily agreed. “Of course, I will do that for you and for them,” he said.

“There is a catch,” God added. “You won’t be able to teach them through coercion. That never works. You will need to come from a position of physical weakness to teach them what I need them to understand. They won’t learn if they are physically intimidated by you. So I am sending you as a chihuahua..” 

This caught the man off guard, but he saw the wisdom in it.

“There is another catch,” God continued. “In order to show them my power, you will have to die and let them kill you. Then, I will bring you back to life. This will show that you are truly my messenger and they should listen to you. It will be painful, but it is the only way. I cannot stand their viciousness with each other. I cannot be around it. So I need your perfect life to be a sacrifice for their sins, so that I will have a way to interact with them.”

Now the man was dreading this assignment for the first time, but he was willing to do anything God asked of him. He agreed to God’s terms.

But God wasn’t finished. “There is one more thing. When you are resurrected, you will remain a chihuahua for eternity. You will come to me and be with me, but you will be the chihuahua at my side. I am not a dog. I cannot relate to being a dog. But after you are a dog, I will need you to remain a dog so that you can continue to be my intermediary with them.”

It was then that the man fully understood what the incarnation of Jesus was all about, but instead of sending another sinful creature to be that intermediary, God was forced to send part of himself to earth. He was the only one capable of fulfilling this mission. This reconciliation with humans on earth. They are vicious, selfish, and cruel. But God loves us and wants to know him and live the lives of love and joy he has for us. So he sent a part of himself to teach us and sacrifice for us. To love us. To teach us about himself and what his love looks like. And to establish a way of being in relationship with us.

Father, thank you for this moment last night. Thank you for the whole service. It was lovely to see so many people come out on a drippy, cold December evening to begin to feel your presence here at Christmastime. Help me to carry this vision of you through the day. This vision of your passion and longing for us. Thank you for the incarnation through Mary. Thank you for Joseph and his willingness to be part of the plan. Thank you for everyone who sacrificed so I might be here this morning. Thank you for loving us dogs so much that you would send your only son to live an impoverished life, teach us, die, and then rise again. Thank you for what the idea of Christmas launched into the world.

I pray all of this through this same Jesus,

Amen

 
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Posted by on December 15, 2023 in Miscellaneous, Musings and Stories, Uncategorized

 

A Little Worship…A Little Repentance

26 Nov

Dear God, as I sit here this morning and think about praying to you my soul feels in the need to just spend some time worshipping you. I also want to come before you and apologize for spending so much time away from you over the last few days. I’ve felt very self-indulgent. I miss you. I’m sorry for how I fail. I’m sorry for my selfishness. I’m sorry for the rights that I claim as my own that aren’t actually mine. I’m sorry for when I am not a good witness for you. I’m sorry for not loving you with all my heart, soul, mind, and strength or loving my neighbor as myself.

And now I want to just worship you. You are everything. You are good. You are powerful. You are not to be mocked. You are exacting in what you expect and yet merciful in knowing I am incapable of delivering to your standard. I add to my list of transgressions every day, and yet you have mercy for me. You answer my prayers with yes and no (and wait). You are a good father who gives good gifts to me. You are my God, and I love you.

And now I have some people who are on my heart. I have a relative, a friend, and a coworker who are all three facing different health issues, although all three are different in their severity. Oh, Lord, please help them. Help their families. Touch their bodies. Oh, help us all.

I love you, Lord. And I lift my voice to worship you. Oh, my soul, rejoice! Take joy, my King, in what you hear. Let it be a sweet, sweet sound in your ear.

I pray all of this through the power of Jesus’s blood poured over my life,

Amen

 
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Posted by on November 26, 2023 in Miscellaneous, Musings and Stories

 
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