The Rich Man's Camel

 Luke 18:18-30

If Jesus asked you to give up all your money, your possessions, even your family, to follow Him, would you?

We continually announce our undying love and devotion to Jesus but, for now, the majority of us live in relative comfort with all of life’s necessities surrounding us.  We are used to having certain comforts in our lives and, often, take them for granted.  Our priority is to succeed in establishing a good life for ourselves; a well-paying job, a home, a family, and eventually, a secure retirement.

We live in a nation that has afforded us the ability to climb the ladder of success and achieve great things.  The mantle of success in America is determined by how much wealth, power, and prestige a person has amassed in his lifetime.  The property he possesses and the name  he has made for himself are viewed as great accomplishments for the one who conquered all odds.  But how willing, regardless of our station in life, would any of us be to give it all up to follow Jesus Christ?  Or would we hang our heads and walk away as this young man did?

The answer Jesus gave to the rich young man was not directed at his purse strings.  It was aimed at his heart.  Our Lord knew what dwelt there as the man approached Him.  Although the young man had been educated in the law and felt he was blameless because of his adherence to it, Jesus could see what he truly prized the most: his wealth, his possessions, and the life of ease he had created for himself.  He mistakenly thought he could continue to maintain his position and wealth and, at the same time, gain heaven through his struggle to follow the Law of Moses.

Jesus response threatened the very basis of this man’s security and identity.  It threw him into a tailspin over the possible loss of his material wealth and the fear of being thrown into poverty.  The man’s original zeal was two-fold.  He wanted to retain his stature in the community, and wanted to add to it by being called one of Jesus’ disciples.  But Jesus was telling him he could not have both in the way he desired them.  Although the man seemingly possessed every bit of life’s comforts and rewards, Jesus pointed out to him that he was placing all of those things above the most important treasure he could possess.  Forcing him to make a choice, Jesus revealed within the nature of the man an unwillingness to give up his temporal possessions because, to him, they had more value than what Jesus was offering.  The young man walked away, dejected over the answer he had received.

The rich young man had burdened his camel with what the world could give him.  Going to the heart of the matter, Jesus pronounced the difficulty of securing eternal life for those of us who value our current lives and current successes over the One Who is able to give us eternal life (v 24, 25).  Most of us would be no different than the rich man who was saddened over the prospect of giving it all up.  Whether we belong to the Fortune 500 Club, owning a caravan of camels, or are as poor as a church mouse, we view our possessions as a necessity with which we are not willing to part.

The thing the young man lacked was the understanding that a greater treasure awaited him in heaven.  By trying to load his camel with all the worldly possessions he could amass was not going to gain him anything.

Jesus concluded his conversation of conviction by declaring that if we would unload the camel in this life, much more would be given us in the next.  By forsaking what the entire world has to offer and making Jesus Christ our most prized possession then, perhaps, that camel might make it through the eye of the needle.

Suggested reading:

• Matthew 6:19

John 20:10-18

Is your faith in Jesus Christ as simple as was Mary Magdala's? 

Mary, an eyewitness to and a recipient of the miraculous healing of our Lord, selflessly followed Him as He traveled through Judea proclaiming His gospel.  Through her own means, she tended to His needs.  In the quiet twilight hours of evening, she sat at His feet like a child as Jesus taught His disciples.  Mary absorbed His words and adored being in His presence.  By her actions, she was a disciple in her own right.

When Jesus was crucified, Mary followed His steps to the cross, remaining there until His precious body was taken down.  Trailing after Joseph and Nicodemus, she watched as they prepared His battered, broken, and pierced body with myrrh, aloes, and spices, and wrapped it in a burial cloth.  As they laid His body in the tomb and rolled the massive stone across the entrance, the apparent finality of her walk with her Lord brought unimaginable grief.  So great was her sorrow that she returned to the tomb on the third day to demonstrate her tremendous respect for the man who had freed her from her terrible burden.  Jesus had treated her with dignity in a culture that demanded otherwise, and she honored Him for that.  And for her childlike devotion, Mary was rewarded by being the first to see our risen Lord.

Mary's faith was not complicated.  Doctrine held less importance than simply walking with Jesus.  She had a willingness to believe in Him.  She faithfully obeyed the words Jesus spoke.  Mary had an eagerness to serve Him, even to His death.  Her joy was in merely being in His presence; so much so that she waited until He breathed His last upon the cross.  The loyalty and love she conveyed upon Him drove her twice to the tomb where His body lay.  Just by being there, she found comfort.  It is no wonder that when He appeared to her, she wanted to cling tightly to Him.  Mary realized with ecstatic joy that her Lord and Savior lived and obediently rushed to tell the others the astounding news. 

We should all desire the simple, childlike faith Mary had for Jesus Christ.  She is an example of gratitude for all that He did for her.  Not just in the miraculous way He healed her of seven demons, but for the fulfillment of the promise He had made to redeem her and all mankind.  Her faith was as simple as being the recipient of His grace and believing He would accomplish all He set out to do.

The strongest faith is the simplest faith; childlike belief of healing, mercy, and grace.  We must begin there.  And if our faith ever falters, we must return to where it began.  As Jesus did for Mary, He will do for us.  If we find ourselves sitting before His tomb and grieving for what we think we have lost, He will again appear and renew us.  With the simple faith of Mary, we will then be strengthened so that we can rush to tell others that our Lord, our God, is risen - just as He said He would.

If You Can

Mark 9:14-29

The words spoken in verse 22 of our text by the distraught father of the demon-possessed child must have felt like a knife piercing our Lord’s heart.  Jesus had just fed a multitude of people with seven loaves of bread.  He had healed the deaf, the blind, and the lame.  He had walked atop the stormy seas and fed another multitude with five loaves of bread and two fish.  Just by being in His presence, or touching the hem of His cloak, the people who thronged around Him were healed.  Yet, doubt still lingered, even among His own disciples.

Even in the light of our acceptance of Jesus Christ as our Lord and Savior, we often find ourselves full of unbelief.  We approach Him filled with doubt that He is capable of meeting our request.  We know He is all-powerful.  He created the universe.  We believe He is omniscient; aware of all our needs.  We cling to His sovereign ability to save us from spiritual death.  But there are times when we miserably fail the test of true belief, and we utter the same words, "...if You can.”

I want to be like the Roman centurion whose faith was so strong that he asked the Lord to “just say the word.”  (Matt 8:5-13)  Although this man was a Roman, a gentile by birth and probably despised by those present, he had obviously heard of the miraculous wonders being performed by Jesus.  Faith had reached his heart from a great distance, carried to him by the breath of others' words.  It was not necessary for him to actually witness the miracles he was hearing about.  His faith and trust drove him to go to the Great Healer and ask Him to “just say the word” that would heal his servant.

The greatest lesson we can learn from the centurion’s actions is not in the healing itself.  It is not even the fact that Jesus performed the miracle without being in the presence of the dying servant.  No, the greatest lesson is that the centurion believed with all certainty, doubt never entering his mind, that the Lord could and would fulfill his request. He demonstrated to the pious and doubting crowd of Jews such great faith that Jesus was “astonished” that a gentile recognized Him for Whom He was, yet His own people refused and rejected Him.  It was because of this man’s tremendous faith that Jesus said to him, “Go!  It will be done just as you believed it would.”

Jesus once told His disciples, “I tell you the truth, if you have faith and do not doubt, not only can you do what was done to the fig tree, but also you can say to this mountain, ‘Go throw yourself into the sea,’ and it will be done.  If you believe, you will receive whatever you ask for in prayer.”  (Matt 21:21-22)  He was not presenting us with a blank check in order to receive worldly possessions, fame, and fortune.  What He was demonstrating was that as long as our request came from an honest heart filled with faith and trust, and one that was in harmony with God’s will and principles, it would be assured.

We must never come to Jesus with a doubting heart, one that says “if You can.”  Rather, we should boldly, yet humbly, come as the Roman centurion did, laying our requests before Him, trusting that if He will “just say the word,” our prayer will be answered - “just as [we] believed it would.”

Two Hiding Places

Psalm 91:1-2

As the world spins around us, we find there is no shortage of troubles.  They bring with them burdens to bear and trials to overcome.  Some can be trivial and easily fixed, but others can overwhelm us and cause us to wish there was a quiet and peaceful place to run to and hide where all the worries that surround us would disappear.

Elijah felt this type of panic as he ran from Jezebel and sat down under a broom tree, hoping to die (1Kings 19:1-5).  Even after begin re-strengthened by the bread and water prepared by God’s angel, Elijah responded by hiding in a cave, still in dread and hopelessness (1Kings 19:9).  He sought out a place to hide from Jezebel’s army, a place he felt at least offered a tiny bit of solace before he was killed.

The Apostles did the same thing when they ran and hid in their chambers following the Lord’s crucifixion (John 20:19).  Fear propelled them to seek a place of safety behind locked doors, thinking they would also die at the hands of the angry Jewish leaders who had just brutally murdered Jesus.

When tribulation comes upon us, we all want to run and hide our faces from it.  However, the problem we have is the same Elijah and the disciples had.  We choose the wrong hiding place.  Although we fail to remember this during a time of trouble, there are two options.  We can choose as they did to hide where it is not safe, or we can run into the arms of our God.  It is only under His wings that genuine peace and safety can be found (Psalm 17:8).  His desire is to gather all His children “as a hen gathers her chicks under her wings” when trouble assails us (Luke 13:34).  The problem is revealed in the conclusion of our Lord’s lament:  “but [we are] not willing”.

Our first instinct is to flee from danger and it is usually in the opposite direction from the only One Who is able to offer us protection.  We force God to pursue us until He is able to make it clear to us that there is a better place to hide: with Him.  It is there in the “shadow of the Almighty” where true “refuge” awaits.  He is a mighty, impenetrable “fortress” of safety.  And once we choose Him as our hiding place, absolutely nothing can touch or harm us.

If we will trust God and eat and drink from the Bread He has prepared and the Water He has poured out upon us, our strength will be renewed.  Peace from all that the world is able to bring will be restored, and we will know we have chosen the best of the two hiding places - “in the shelter of the Most High.”

Suggested reading:

• Psalm 23
• Psalm 27
• All of Psalm 91

Grafted Into the Branch

 Romans 11:11-24

“Grafting” is a term most commonly used by a horticulturist, whereby cuttings are taken from the branch of one tree, vine, or flower and surgically attached to the branch of another.  The result can be a culmination of interesting varieties of fruit, leaves, and flowers, all growing form a single trunk.  The practice is widely used among farmers to produce better, more flavorful fruit, or larger, more fragrant flowers, especially roses.

Although I have never attempted to graft a grape vine or a rose branch from one to another, my past gardens have produced some interesting results, either from cross-pollination or some other mystery I can not explain.  One year, long ago, I planted cucumbers and melons next to each other.  As some of the cucumbers flowered and grew, the fruit began to take on the shape of the melon, growing large and round.  They maintained the knobby green appearance of the cucumber and its flavor, but adopted the size and shape of the melon. 

I am now unable to grow a full garden in our harsh mountain climate and short summers, but  I still have the desire to try.  Individual containers have now replaced a garden plot and each year, along with pots of flowers, I fill one with some type of garden plant.  This year, I decided to have a pot with herbs.  Two varieties of basil, a couple of dill weed, and a single curly parsley adorned a pot with hopes of cuttings to dry and store for the winter.

With the exception of one Thai basil plant that was unable to endure a late frost, the remaining plants have not failed me.  A small jar is slowly being filled with dried dill weed carefully cut from the stalks.  Something interesting is happening, though.  As I trim the upper small branches from one of the dill, the nutrients are forced back to the root and the lower branches, causing it to bush out and force new growth at the top.  This does not surprise me.  What does cause intriguing wonder is that the new branches growing from the main stalk look, smell, and taste like the curly parsley growing next door.  I know there is an explanation for what is happening - probably because they are planted too tightly together - but I am a little disappointed that my jar of dried dill will not be as full as I had hoped.  My dill plant is slowly, but surely, transforming into a curly parsley, leaving only the stalk as evidence of what it was before.

The term “grafting” is not exclusive to farming practices.  There is another meaning behind it that is rarely considered, but should be common knowledge among Christians.  At one point in time, God chose a specific vine in order that He could cultivate a perfect vineyard.  However, it grew wild, disobeying the order God had established for it.  It cross-pollinated with other branches not of its kind, took on the form of neighboring vines, and produced tasteless fruit not pleasing to His palate.  The vine stretched far from its main Root, where its strength could be drawn to sustain its life.  And it began to die.

God was not unaware of what was occurring.  His eye remained vigilant and, like a vineyard owner who desires to preserve old stock that produces fine wines, God began to cut the unproductive, wild branches from His vines and graft them back into the supporting Root.  As He did so, He also began grafting in wild olive shoots to draw “nourishing sap” from the Main Vine.  There was never any fear of failure in God’s planned vineyard.  He knew that there would always be a Branch from which the best vines would grow, and from which the best fruit would be harvested.

Because He is the Master Gardener, God knows which vine will produce the best fruit, the fruit that will last.  By faithfully re-grafting the wild, unruly vine back into its beginning Source, there is assurance the old stock and its grafted vines will never die.  Unlike my bewildering dill plant and its transformation into what it was not created to be, the vine will return to the perfection for which it was intended.

The best part remains to be discovered as God harvests the fruit and produces the wine.   It will look, smell, and taste of perfection.  As we drink from the cup  of the vine that He has poured for us, there will be none sweeter on our lips.

Suggested reading:

• Isaiah 4:2; 5:1-6; 11:1-3; 27:2-3
• Jeremiah 23:5-6; 33:15
• John 15:1-17

Ground-Up Restoration

My husband and I are what could be called “fixers.”  Throughout our lifetime together, there were many times we tackled projects others saw as hopeless and beyond repair.  Many classic automobiles found their way to us, their rusted bodies dented and missing parts.  But my husband could always see hidden value in them.  His eye would overlook their current condition and his mind would visualize their possibilities.

Other projects included a 100-year old farmhouse that was falling apart from neglect and abuse.  It took twenty years of hard work to see it transform into a marketable piece of real estate.  We sold it before the work was complete, but realized a nice profit.  And the latest endeavor, as some of you know, was the boat we purchased last fall.  Steve spent the harsh mountain winter with the boat under a tarp and a space heater for warmth, bringing it back to life.

Although we are at the age where “projects”, as I call them, are not appealing to me anymore, valuable lessons were learned on those of the past.  The most important lesson is in assessing how much work needs done to the item.  Sometimes it would appear that a little elbow grease, a coat of paint, perhaps new upholstery or some other cosmetic application was necessary.  But somewhere down the road, other unseen problems would make their presence known.  The old adage that certain things can “nickel and dime you to death” is so true in situations like that and usually requires ridding yourself of the problem.

There is a term used in the automobile body repair world called “ground-up restoration.”  It requires completely disassembling the car, repairing or replacing every piece and part, and then reassembling it back to its original factory condition.  Only then is one able to receive assurance and satisfaction that, when rebuilt, no problems will arise later on.  The end result can be very rewarding, but the overall cost can also be staggering.

It occurred to me this morning that man is much like the old rust bucket, dented parts, and boxes of nuts and bolts lying in the weeds behind the barn.  After years of abuse and neglecting maintenance, he parks himself there, thinking that one day he would pull himself inside and fix what was ailing him.  But as time rolls on, he forgets he is there.  Each season’s elements assault him and add to his disrepair until, eventually, he needs more than what he can do to restore himself.  Digging into his pockets, he discovers he lacks the funds necessary to bring the old heap back to life.  He lets the thorny vines and the earth overtake him.

Like my husband’s ability to see worth in an old heap of junk half-covered by briers, God sees value in man.  He sees worthiness in rolling up His sleeves to tackle “projects.”  The extraordinary effort with which He restores man from his rusted-out state defies our own reasoning.  The cost is great to Him, but He knows the reward of performing a “ground-up restoration” is even greater. 

As God disassembles us, He does not simply fix old parts or cover us up with a new coat of paint.  He lovingly replaces all our worn-out parts with new ones that are machined by His hand, insuring us and Himself that the new life He is giving us will last.  Once the restoration is complete, there will never be a possibility of breaking down alongside the road.  There will also never be the fear of ending up back behind the barn, neglected and forgotten.

If you are in need of a Master Mechanic or Body Repairman, I have His number. He comes highly recommended and He guarantees His work for eternity.  Give Him a try.  He is waiting for your call to give life back to your old bucket of bolts and turn it into a work of art.

Suggested Reading:

• Psalm 23:3
• Nahum 2:2
• Ephesians 2:3-10
• 1Corinthians 15:22
• 2Corinthians 5:17
• 1Peter 5:10

Two Universal Laws: Death and Life

Romans 8:1-17

If you are reading this, then you have been granted physical life.  You are a living, breathing, walking, and talking human being with a complex thought process.  You are able to experience the world around you through touch, sight, smell, and taste.  Each organ that is strategically placed within you never operates solely on its own.  Instead, each individual part is uniquely designed to unite with all parts.  They work together as a whole and rarely will the entire body function as it is created to be without all parts in good working order.  You are a human being with certain characteristics that belong only to you; separate from others in design, but fully capable of performing ordinary, and often extraordinary, things.

There is a flaw, however, with which every man, woman, and child is born.  It is a birth defect unlike the obvious physical or mental ones we often see occur and that can be devastating and cause us emotional grief.  The flaw is an inherent one, buried deep within us and one that can not be surgically removed or repaired without Divine help.  It made its entry into humankind through the first man and woman and has been passed on to all mankind (Gen. 3:1-24).  As we gaze with wonder and awe upon a newborn child in its seeming perfection, our eyes are blinded and we do not see the defect.  But it is there.  It will only be a matter of time for it to manifest itself in one way or another.

When we only have a basic understanding of our existence and its purpose, we celebrate a new life that has entered the world, and we mourn its passing.  But I think we misapply the application of the two terms “life” and “death”.  We give precedence over the term “life” because we see life beginning at birth and death occurring when we take our last breath.  If our understanding was greater, we would do just the opposite.  We would mourn over the fact that a child is born spiritually dead, and we would invest more time raising the child to a full understanding of God and His purpose and will for creating him.  As he matured, he would seek the things that would guarantee him life in the truest sense of the word.  The physical death that is inevitable with every human being would have no "sting", because it would be then that life would actually begin (1Cor 15:54-56).

The universal laws of death and life affect each one of us.  We can not escape them or try to excuse them away.  However, it is how we choose to face and deal with each law that will determine which one we will receive for all of eternity.

I prefer to think that I was born in a miserable state of death, desperately in need of healing and salvation.  But what I know and believe with all conviction of heart and soul is that, when I depart from this world, the life that was celebrated when I was born, and the life I thought I had made for myself while I lived upon this earth, will be nothing compared to the life that awaits me.

"A Man Fell In A Hole"

A friend of mine posted this on Facebook today.  It is such a beautiful story of the Gospel of Jesus Christ that I thought I would share it with you here.  I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.

A Journey Worthy of Repeating

Isaiah 53:1-12 and John 19:1-19

 It is summer and the long, hot days bring thoughts of vacations spent on warm, sunny beaches, camping and fishing in the mountains, or touring sites that offer us endless recreational opportunities.  The majority of Americans are only able to afford a week or two to take a holiday from the daily grind.  The rest of the summer is spent playing during the short weekends, taking brief jaunts not too far from home.  However, there are some who have scrimped and saved to take a unique, once-in-a-lifetime trip they know will never be repeated.  Perhaps you have planned to visit another  country or take an extended trip across our own in order to become acquainted with its history and diversity.  When the money that was targeted for this vacation is gone, all that remains are photos stored on a hard-drive or placed in a photo album, a few trinkets, and memories that are tucked away to revisit when they are stumbled upon.  We think we were fortunate to have been able to accomplish this dream vacation that we know will happen only once.

The lasting effect of vacations can be rewarding, especially when family is gathered and relationships renewed and encouraged.  Our children and grandchild are, perhaps, the greatest beneficiary of such times together.  I have my own special childhood memories of vacations and weekends spent with my family.  But even they are apt to forget, storing away in their mind’s souvenir box the special times spent on trips far from home, only bringing them out and dusting them off when prodded to do so.  As our children grow, they will plan vacations and trips with their own children, continuing the practice of escaping the doldrums of work and home, and their children will also store away the memories to gather the dust of everyday life.

But there is a journey that all of us are capable of taking, one that does not require the extra efforts of saving money, taking time off from work, and attempting to cram as much sight-seeing and recreation into the little time we have.  It is a journey that is free of cost and one that can be taken at any moment we are so inclined.  The journey can be long and arduous, sometimes even heartbreaking, but the benefits of it far outweigh any discomfort you may experience.  It crosses all boundaries, requires no passport, and the time you are able to spend there is limitless.

The photos you take will forever remain fresh and vivid in your mind.  The souvenirs you gather are made with the finest, purest gold and adorned with precious and brilliant gems - and they are free.  You will never tuck them away in a box where only you will be able to view them, for you will want all you know to see them, handle them, and desire them for themselves.

When you come to a certain part of the journey where you believe the end of it is near, you will not despair like you do when most vacations come to a close and you have to return to the drudgery that awaits you back home.  At a crossroad along the way, there stands a cross.  It calls out to all who come to take a moment and contemplate its importance.  It is there where the most rewarding part of your trip waits because, if you choose to continue, it promises it is only the beginning of a lifetime of wonders, beauty, inspiration and joy that knows no end.   You will find new and exciting things at each bend and curve in the road; the road that extends throughout eternity.  You will drink from the purest waters and dine with others from a table spread with the richest fare.  And you will be in the company of the One Who has made it all possible.

I hope you will consider taking this journey.   It has already been mapped, planned, and paid for by Another.   Nothing is required of you except pausing a moment to consider it and taking your first step on the pathway.  As you travel along the road, open your eyes to the scenery around you and delight in what was placed there for your benefit.  I am sure that when you do, you will find it is a journey worthy of repeating.

Standing the Test

Oh, how I dreaded tests in school!  Especially pop quizzes that took me by surprise.  If the subject at hand was one that did not grab my interest, what I was instructed usually went in one ear and out the other.  I would read the assignment and the information it gave fell into a dark hole somewhere in my brain.  Retaining certain data was definitely not my forte, so much so that when it came to the testing stage, I often panicked and would frantically try to recall the correct answers.  I did well in school, graduating with honors, but it was accomplished with music, literature, and the arts, not math, science, or any of the others that stressed my intellect.

As I opened my Bible this morning to 2Corinthians 13:5-11, it reminded me of the responsibility we have to study God’s Word and how crucial it is to retain it.  The Bible is not full of secular, humanist theories.  It is intended to instruct us about Jesus Christ, why He came, and what to expect as we spiritually mature.  In other words, it is a text book that contains within it all that is necessary to understand God’s plan for mankind.  From beginning to end, the Bible speaks of the science of creation, the establishment of governments, and the history of warfare.  It broadly lays out what is essential to maintain civil societies and even speaks of the arts, music, industry, trade and commerce.  Not one subject is missing from its time-honored pages, for within it lays the wisdom of God.

The apostle, Paul, encourages Christians to be vigilant in their study of the Scriptures.  He exhorts us to read it every day and apply it to our lives.  The Bible is our only source of knowledge for understanding salvation.  It is also the only instruction manual available to us that clearly defines and outlines what it means to claim our Christian title and, most importantly, to live it.  There are far too many professors of faith in Jesus Christ today who continually and wantonly fail to do their homework or, worse yet, search out other sources that mislead them.

“Examine yourselves to see whether you are in the faith; test yourselves.” (v5)

We should give ourselves pop quizzes from time to time.  We are no longer school children who put off reading our assignments because we would rather do something else.  We are now children of God and are under His tutelage.  There is an eternal wealth of knowledge waiting at our fingertips if we will only take the time to study it and then apply it to our lives.  There is no greater advanced degree than what can be achieved through God’s Word.

One day in our future, there will be a final examination.  Our departure from this world will bring one last pop quiz that will reveal how much we learned and applied while we were here. The most vital question we can ask ourselves before that happens will be whether or not we will stand the test.  We will not be graded on the curve.  Each of us will receive what we deserve.

I am not willing to fail my final exam.  I have enrolled in the most prestigious university and have sought out the best teachers who are divinely equipped to instruct me from the greatest textbook in history - and I am studying for an “A+”.   How about you?

Matthew 5:6