I Corinthians 4:9 says, “…for we are made a spectacle unto the world and to angels and to men.” A sincere but somewhat uneducated pastor said to his congregation, “My spectacles help me see better and we as spectacles help the world see Jesus better when they look through us.” His point was a valid and meaningful one, but it had nothing to do with the passage in question. Here, spectacle means a “show” or perhaps “demonstration”. Looking foolish to the world, Paul and his companion were wise in Christ. It is possible to make a good point if our faith is sincere even when we misunderstand the scripture. While we should always strive for clear understanding, if our hearts are right, God might even use our mistakes for good purpose. We are not perfect and may make many mistakes, but we can acknowledge our insufficiency and depend on God’s strength and wisdom. The work of God’s kingdom is not just up to us. In the history of the faith, God has made use of many imperfect men and women. Our halting words and clumsy actions may still be used by God to accomplish divine purpose. The kingdom of God does not rest on our skill and talent but on the power of God. Jesus knew this. He knew that the source of the power to heal, to help, to teach and preach, to serve and enable came not from within ourselves, but from God. Someone has written, “The ‘Acts of the Apostles’ should have been called the ‘Acts of the Holy Spirit Through the Apostles’.” It was true then, and I am sure it is still true.
06/16/2024
The owner of our condo village brought in a pair of swans to discourage the Canada geese from living in the little lake on the property. (My apologies to Minnesota, the Land of 10,000 Lakes, for calling our little pond a “lake”.) The swans did not prove to be a total solution. The swans, the geese, and the ducks regularly hold a convention in our yard. They are a beautiful sight swimming on the lake. I am happy to announce that the swan pair are the proud parents of five cute little cygnets (baby swans). The five still have their fluffy white down and short little necks. They are already able to swim and fend for themselves a little bit, but they will be closely watched by momma and daddy swans as they develop. We neighbors will be watching, too. The swans first clutch of eggs were destroyed perhaps by a fox, so it is delightful to see these hatchlings doing so well.
The instinct to reproduce was built in by the Creator. For swans and humans, the forming of a family group also seems to be placed there by the Creator. While we are different species, it is interesting to see those areas that we have in common. We are part of the animal kingdom. There is a story that St. Francis of Assisi once preached a sermon to the birds. When I watch the beautiful swan family glide smoothly across the lake, the St. Francis story seems less strange. Maybe the beauty of these magnificent creatures is a kind of offering of praise to the Creator of all living things.
06/09/2024
When I was young, moms & aunties always inspected your hands before meals. “Did you wash your hands with soap?” Sometimes they added, “Did you wash behind your ears?” I never quite saw the connection between my ears & hands. After all, I don’t have food in my ears, although there was that time with a really big slice of watermelon…
Clean hands is a theme in scriptures, as well - “…those who have clean hands & a pure heart…” Here the concern is not for cleanliness before meals, but for righteous actions. The hands focus on the action while the heart focuses on intention. To come into God’s presence, both right action & right intention are necessary. Often our wrong actions proceed from wrong thoughts & motivations. We are blessed when we hunger & thirst for righteousness. For God, thought & action are always in accord. God’s thoughts are pure & therefore, His actions are righteous. At times, we may struggle to have a pure heart, so our actions may be unholy. The more we see the world through the lens of God’s grace (His love & mercy) the more our actions will be more like the Holy One. I know this is a high standard for all of us to strive for, but our aim should always exceed our grasp.
So we pray, “Lord, help me see the world through Your eyes, help me to think about my actions so that my thoughts may be like Your thoughts, help me to act like You act. May my hands be in Your service & my heart be pure towards You and others. May I have clean hands & a pure heart, that I may always be in Your presence.
06/02/2024
May the living Christ be with you: before you to show the way; beside you to befriend you; behind you to encourage you; above you to watch over you; beneath you to cushion you, and within you to give you peace. – R. Clemmitt
This modern variation on a traditional Irish blessing adds a new circle of meaning. The presence of the living resurrected Christ with us impacts so many areas of our life that we may not always recognize. I have never thought of Christ beneath us to cushion us, but it immediately made sense to me. I have never used those words to describe it, but I have certainly experienced it. I am often amazed at the way a writer can capture what I have experienced that I do not yet have words to express. Sometimes I do not even recognize the experience until an author gives me words to speak it into my conscious mind. This can happen in a hymn or sermon or prayer, but it can also happen in the mundane experiences of life. We can hear it in the casual comment of a friend or naïve observation of a child. We may find it in a TV show or movie. It may be revealed in a novel or short story. A song or poem may capture that illusive thought that has been just outside our grasp or nearly on the tip of our tongue. It can happen in something observed or imagined. It can happen anytime or any place, even when we least expect it. How fortunate we are if our eyes and ears are open to that moment. Hidden Christ, may we see you in all those awesome moments when you reveal yourself in the ordinary bits of our life.
05/26/2024
I am anticipating being back with you in worship this next Sunday. I will have been comforted and strengthened by spending some extended time with family, but I have missed all of you. Few things in life give me more strength than worshipping with God’s people. Our prayers and praises lend us strength as together we offer our worship to God our Maker. Occasionally, I hear someone say, “I didn’t get much out of worship today.” I can understand that as I, at times, can feel the same, but I am reminded of the days of an offering box at the rear of the Sanctuary. A minister and his young son stopped by the box and the minister put in his offering. After the service, they opened the box where there was little beyond what the minister had put in. The young boy, with insightful naivety said, ‘Dad, if you had put more in, you would have gotten more out.” When I am disappointed in worship, it most often is the case that I have not brought my whole self to the worship. Others may have a different experience, but my attitude as I approach worship has a real effect on what I receive. I try to remind myself to have an open spirit, to give myself fully to worship, both to give and receive. At my best, worship is enlightening and rewarding, both for me and, I hope, for others. Especially when I am one of those leading in worship, it is of primary importance that I also worship. We always hope to be what we are asking of others. So, let us worship the Lord in the beauty of holiness to the glory of God.
05/19/2024
Earlier this year, I watched through protective glasses, the full eclipse of the Sun by the Moon. It was amazing to watch the process as the Moon blocked greater & greater portions of the Sun from our view, until it looked like sunset in the middle of the day; then finally, darkness with a distinct fall in temperature. I wondered at how this would have appeared to ancient people. Would they have prayed in fear as the Sun disappeared, and scant minutes later, rejoiced at the Sun’s reappearance? Even as a modern person, I found the experience startling & a bit spooky. It was a good experience with my older daughter & youngest grandchild beside me. I was sitting near an old friend who had also lost his wife. We talked a bit about loss & heaven & the desire he felt to go to be with his wife. We shared a bit of the loneliness of being in our situation. Also in the group was a young man whose grandfather, I learned, had been a Church of the Brethren minister. There was no Church of the Brethren congregation at all near where he grew up and he was interested in that part of his heritage. I was able to suggest some books he could read to learn more about the part of his background. In the midst of a cosmic event, there were three different personal events that were going on at the same time, each amazing, if not cosmic. How many other ordinary & accidental events were going on while the Moon passed before the Sun? What an amazing life, what an amazing universe, what an amazing God!
05/12/2024
While you are reading this column, I am likely sitting on the deck at my daughter’s home in Colorado, looking out at the beautiful Rocky Mountains. Psalm 121:1 reads: “I lift up my eyes to the mountains – where does my help come from? My help comes from the LORD the Maker of heaven and earth.” (NIV) The King James Version reads, “I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help. My help cometh from the LORD, which made heaven and earth.” (KJV) The KJV reading could have been misread as help coming from the hills, but the second half clarifies that help comes from the Lord. The New International Version and other contemporary adaptations make for better, less confusing translation. Still, I find looking at the mountains fills me with a sense of awe that almost immediately reminds me of the greatness of the God who made heaven and earth. Creation reflects the glory of God to me. Recently, the spring blooming trees and flowers, and the greening of the earth call out the Creator to me. “In the rustling grass, I hear Him pass. He speaks to me everywhere.” I admit that the creation does not push everyone to acknowledge the Creator, but it does me. In the brilliant colors of the hummingbird breast to the glossy black of the winged crow, from the tiny shrew to the massive blue whale, I see the Creator’s hand. Brooks and trees, skies and seas sing out His name to me; the good God who has made all things well. Let us celebrate the earth which has been given us by God.
05/05/2024
Sometimes when we observe the problems of other people, we may be tempted to think that they are stuck at an earlier stage of their development. We say, “She is acting like a teenager,“ or “He is just a big baby.” It is much rarer for us to apply such thinking to ourselves. “Know thyself” seems a nearly impossible task for most. I have often wondered how many in our world are stuck with an underdeveloped view of God. Our earliest views of God may have been appropriate for our childish minds, but have we moved on to a more adult understanding of God? I know this seems to run counter to the view that we should be like little children if we wish to enter the kingdom of God. In that regard, I think there is a deep contrast between “child-like” and “child-ish.” Childish throws a tantrum at every obstacle while childlike trusts in the midst of difficulty. Childish disparages the rainy sunset; child-like is delighted at the sparkling sunrise. Childish moans “nobody loves me”; childlike sings, “I love everybody.” I know this is way too simplistic and these are limited and poor examples, but I think there is a difference. The greatness of God demands that we constantly grow toward His majesty. It is the difference between fear and awe. At our best, we stand in awe at the grand unfathomable majesty of God and bravely say, “God, show us your face, show us yourself as you truly are, that we might grow in your likeness.”
04/28/2024
A noted Christian magazine once carried a column called “How My Mind Has Changed.” Various Christian leaders and theologians were asked to write about how their understanding of the faith had changed over the years. The recurring column was viewed as something innovative in Christian journalism. It seems surprising to me now. At the time, I read each new installment with real excitement. It was fascinating to see how these great thinkers and leaders of the faith had adjusted their thinking in the light of a changing world. Now I think, “Of course, their minds have changed!” How could they not change as new understanding and experiences impinged on their lives? As I remember, each writer was careful to indicate that not everything had changed in their thinking, but some of the changes were far reaching for their own faith and for the faith at large. Other changes seemed more like fine tuning of beliefs or more minor, yet still significant, adjustments in their understanding. Is anyone truly able to keep their thinking unchanged? Even if one could do so, would that be a good or bad thing? Perhaps it is always difficult to choose between what should be changed and what should be left to stand as it is. At an age over the proverbial three score and ten, I can see on reflection how my mind has been changing over the whole of my life. Many things that I thought were important now seem on reflection to be more trivial. Other things now seem more vital than I realized at an earlier age. As I continue to age, I hope I will retain the ability to change and the wisdom to know what to change and what to hold fast.
04/21/2024
The New Testament notes that Jesus “went about doing good.” Such a simple statement, but what a profound result! The people I most admire are those who sow seeds of love and kindness. They are life’s encouragers. They are those who stand up for the right. They are those who grant mercy and forgiveness. They bless the path they walk and all who walk with them.
There are, of course, those who go about doing evil. They make the path dangerous and difficult for others. They are the destroyers who bring pain and suffering to others. They bring out the worst in those around them. Their evil deeds bring out evil in our world. They injure others but also injure themselves. They are the haters, the violent, the apathetic, the self-absorbed.
In the end, we choose what we will do and be in the world. How much better to build up than to tear down, to rescue rather than to persecute, to love rather than ignore, to serve rather than neglect, to light a candle rather than curse the darkness, to bless rather than curse, to praise rather than criticize.
We were placed in God’s world to do good, not evil. We were meant to be like Jesus, who went about doing good.
04/14/2024
Ecclesiastes 12:12 says, “Of the making of many books there is no end, & much study is a weariness of the flesh.” Students are often aware of how weary they get just with studying; the list that professors demand for their classes can seem endless. Few stop to think about how many books are published each year; estimates indicate approximately 2.2 million new titles annually! It is even more daunting to imagine how many “books” have been penned since humankind began to write. Many of those were not adequately preserved. We know of many lost books. The evidence suggests many more we do not even have a title or reference about, which leaves us to wonder…the great library of Alexandria, Egypt, perished by fire while still in ancient times with a great loss of ancient books. Some of us know the frustration of just trying to find an out-of-print book whose title & author we know. Even the Bible mentions books that we know nothing about. We may well have lost some treasures through the centuries. Hopefully, the best survived. What is certain is that too much now exists to ever read them all. Even with a more restricted list confined to a smaller field, no one is full up-to-date in any major field. The question, “Have you read…?” is most often answered with a no, or not yet. My list of yet unread books grows longer every day, even in the areas where I have the most interest. I read fast but there are only so many hours in the day even if I could devote every waking moment just to reading! I have read the Bible many times in my life and I still find new insight with each re-reading. Perhaps the best strategy is to read for quality not quantity, and for that I think the Bible is best.
04/07/2024
When Sue and I got married, the presiding minister Howard Miller (Sue’s uncle), encouraged us to use the traditional Anglican vows for our ceremony. At first, they seemed a bit antiquated, but as we studied them with some small adjustment so that we each spoke the same vows, we found them to be quite meaningful. I will admit I had to look up what it meant to “plithe thee my troth.” We promised to love, honor, and keep each other in sickness and health, for richer for poorer, and to each “keep me unto thee for as long as we both shall live.” We meant these ancient vows then as young people and we mean them now as older adults. That does not mean that there have been no struggles to keep these vows. Like all couples, we have had to overcome obstacles, and had to learn to listen and even forgive. None the less, love has grown through these 56 years of marriage. If we are fortunate, we learn that love is about more than attraction or feelings, however good they may be. It is about commitment. It is about how we act toward each other in marriage, in church, in the world around us. How we act in all our relationships is the most dependable measure of love. The letter of I John understood this deeply. Love is one of its most important themes. It’s words still ring true as it talks about what true love really is in all the aspects. So it speaks, “Little children, let us love one another, for love comes from God. Everyone who loves is born of God and knows God.” I John 4:7
03/31/2024
Today is the premium day in the Christian calendar. This day is the celebration of Jesus Christ’s resurrection. It was the final vindication of his birth, his teaching, has miracles, his death on the cross. It was the first fruit of the resurrection that all his followers will share. In his death we all died and in his resurrection, we are all made alive now and forevermore.
Eastern orthodox tradition celebrates Easter morning on another calendar day, but the joy is the same. We often celebrate with breakfast together and then worship in grand and glorious fashion on Sunday morning. We may not rise as early as those women who came to care for His body and instead, experienced the living Lord. It may be a bit harder for us to experience that surprising moment and its accompanying joyous delight, but perhaps in the midst of the soaring hymns and scriptures we can still feel the joy and surprise of Easter morning.
The lost has been found, the deceased has been made alive by the grace and power of the loving Father God, tending like a mother hen over his baby boy. He is alive! Death could not hold him! Hate could not overcome him! Darkness could not extinguish his light! He is the light of the world, the firstborn of his daughters and sons! He is alive and present this happy Easter morning! “Christ the Lord is risen! He is risen indeed!”
03/24/2024
In 1944 Singspiration Music published a gospel song by Ruth Caye Jones called “In Times Like These.” The first verse reads as follows: “In times like these you need a Savior, In times like these you need an anchor; Be very sure, be very sure, Your anchor holds and grips the solid rock! This rock is Jesus, Yes, He’s the one. This rock is Jesus, The only one! Be very sure your anchor holds and grips the solid rock.” World War II was on everyone’s mind in 1944 with lingering fear and anxiety. In times of fear and crisis we hold fast to our faith and our faith holds fast to us. Now, 80 years later, this feels again like one of those times. It is our hope and prayer that whatever our nation faces, we will stay anchored in our faith. “The storms may roar about us, our hearts may low be laid, but God is round about us and can we be dismayed?” The dangers we face now from the turmoil of our world are real and we must take wise precautions, but we do not live in fear. We will protect the most vulnerable around us. We will be loving, generous, and unselfish because this is who we are called to be as God’s people. In our own small and simple ways together we will be God’s faithful people. When we cannot hold each other’s hands in prayer we will still, in our minds and hearts, hold each other close in our prayers and love. You are loved today! Don’t ever forget that!
03/17/2024
Among the wonderful pleasures of life is a good night’s sleep. As we age, sometimes good sleep may be more difficult to obtain. We may have aches and pains that may make it difficult to fall asleep, or those pains may wake us up before we are truly finished with our needed sleep. We may have worries about finances or health. We may be burdened for friends and relatives. The national and world conditions may worry us, especially when we feel helpless to ameliorate them. If we are caregivers, we may sleep lightly, listening for a loved one, child or adult. After all, the original baby monitor was labeled, “Mom and Dad.” Even useful medications may affect our sleep. Some people even find it hard to sleep when they are physically or mentally exhausted. It must be a widespread problem, because I see on news feeds online multiple articles about how to get a good night’s sleep. Some of the techniques suggested seem very workable. I have been told (probably by easy sleepers), “just trust the Lord and your worries will vanish.” That has not been my experience, but at times praying in the dark of night, I have felt the presence of the Lord. While that didn’t make the worries vanish, I did find comfort in the presence of the Lord, and at times could even drift off in sleep like a restless child comforted by a loving parent’s hand. The Psalmist writes “…He gives sleep to his beloved.” (Psalm 127:2) and again “Rest in the Lord and wait patiently for Him.” (Psalm 37:7) May all of us find sleep and rest in the Lord.
03/10/2024
Recently, while looking at prices for grocery delivery, as recommended by my ever-vigilant daughter, I noticed a category in one service called “essential groceries.” I wondered what I would put in a list of essential groceries for our now small family. Would the list be different than a list when we had children at home? Would it differ from other older couples near us? Would it match my adult children and grandchildren?
How would my list compare with what my ancestors (immediate and long ago) would have thought to be necessary? Could I live on rice and beans alone, or would other items be “necessary” or “essential?” How would l create a sensible list in the midst of thousands of choices of fresh and preserved products? Food preppers warn against lists so restrictive that no one will eat them no matter what the situation demands.
Beyond just food, what else is “essential” for human life? Are all the needs physiological or are there emotional, intellectual, and even spiritual needs for life? It appears that there are ordinary people who do not think that God is necessary or essential for their lives. This seems strange to me because it seems very important to have a meaningful relationship with God. I can’t imagine facing life without the sense of God’s compassionate care being part of my life. I do know that not everyone feels as I do. I am not inclined to ridicule them or even doubt the validity of their feelings. For me, however, too much would be missing without God in my life.
So for me, a meaningful relationship with God would be a first category in my list of what is essential for life. After that, the other parts of the list might be more flexible. How about you?
03/03/2024
We just now have the new copies of our Church Directory. Hope all of your information is correct and up-to-date. It is always nice to look in a directory and find your name there among friends.
Remember high school and college yearbooks? I wonder if they are still popular with pictures so available on smart phones. We have Anderson college yearbooks from Sue’s parents. It is fun to see how they looked back in those earlier days. We also enjoy seeing their fellow students. Many of those grew older as leaders in the church who we knew and respected. It is amazing to see them as fresh young college students.
Now that we are older, we look at our college yearbooks and are surprised at our own pictures. Did we ever really look that young? The pictures bring back memories, some painful, but mostly pleasant. It is with nostalgia that we are gripped, as we examine them. There are names that provoke memories of people we have not seen for so many years.
Scripture has reference to having one’s name in the Lamb’s Book of Life. God always remembers our name, but there is something quite comforting in knowing that our names are recorded. The symbolism of that I find quite inspiring. An old gospel hymn has it thus, “My name is in the Book of Life; O, bless the name of Jesus! I rise above all doubt and strife, and read my title clear. I know, I know my name is there. I know, I truly know my name is written there.”
02/25/2024
One of the startling parts of growing older is the number of doctors that my wife and I see, and the subsequent number of appointments which that entails. It almost seems as if we have a new doctor for each part of our bodies. I have even wondered it I should check what body part does not have a specific doctor and go ahead and schedule one before it becomes inevitable. I can well remember when an annual appointment was more than what was needed.
A long-term physician, now retired, quipped recently when I saw him at a golf course, “Well, I kept you alive to 78.” He was joking, but there is much truth in his quip. I owe a lot to modern medicine and the doctors, nurses, and others who have watched over my health for these many years. While some of my forebearers lived even longer than I have so far, others passed away far younger than I. While some of my life health is the result of good genes, other parts I owe to good health care from my many physicians over the years. They had a tough job since I did not always follow their good advice. Even when I did not listen, they kept working for my good and challenging the places where I needed to improve.
We are all fortunate to live in a time where medical knowledge and practice are well-developed. New discoveries, treatments, and medicines are always on the front line. I am grateful for all of them. Many of my doctors have been persons of faith and that has been meaningful to me, but all of them seem to me to be servants of God’s care and healing, and I thank God for them.
02/18/2024
This is the first time in my memory that Ash Wednesday and Valentine’s Day have fallen on the same date. I am sure that has happened before in my lifetime, but I have no memory of it. A holiday which we often think of as focused on friendship and romantic love seems a rather stark contrast to a day focused on repentance and deeper faith in God. Valentine’s Day is nearly completely secularized in our time, although it originally had a religious background. Cynics have even suggested that it serves the purposes of increasing card manufacturing and candy production. Boyfriends and husbands can be frustrated by trying to figure out what to do for their beloved, and school children fret about getting enough valentines or are embarrassed about the whole event. Ash Wednesday has a clearer purpose. It is not a one-day event, but the beginning of a six-week quest to draw closer to God. It involves a turning toward God and an emphasis on our relationship to the Divine One, prompting repentance and sober reflection. It is the beginning of the journey to Easter, the supreme day in the Christian calendar. It is a time of prayer and meditation, with significant self-reflection. It begins with self-examination and facing the best and the worst in us under the loving mercy of God, but ends in the joy and new life in celebration of the Resurrection on glorious Easter Day. One celebrates friendship and love between human beings and the other, the eternal love of God who created us all.
02/11/2024
This week as I was working in the office, I thought about how good it is to have work that I enjoy, and that I feel makes a contribution to those I care about, especially in family, church, and even at times in the larger world. Recently I read of some speculation that eventually everyone might be given a “salary” without actually having a job. I’m not at all sure that such a thing would be good, especially if there was no meaningful work to put one’s hands and mind to. The meaning of life is certainly more than a job, but there is real significance in work. The satisfaction which comes with a task well-accomplished is like few other rewards. We were not meant to be idle You remember the old adage “an idle mind is the Devil’s playground.” Within reasonable limits, my busiest times have often been when I was most organized and most successful. Coming into the office to study, write, and think are among the delights of my life. Life would seem less full and real without them. Sometimes the study at home and in the office have brought new insight and an increased awareness of God. In many ways a study can become a spiritual altar erected for divine purpose. Work, in general, if rightly conceived, may itself become a form of worship of the Creator who is always at work. I am so thankful that God has allowed me meaningful work. It has made my life rich far beyond any salary that I have ever received.