Feeling Isolated?

In a series of email exchanges yesterday, my friend, colleague in ministry, and in many ways a model for life - Roy Lawson - made a comment that I think can be helpful to us during this time of "Stay in Shelter" routine we ought to be following.

Roy has been a preacher at great churches, a college professor, a college president, a seminary professor, and mission consultant for many years. He and his wife for the past few years might best be described as "world travelers impacting the kingdom in their travels."  I first learned of him when I was in seminary and he spoke at an on-campus seminar of "reading and writing." At the time he was the pastor of a large church in Indianapolis. His topic that day was something along the lines of "what good preachers ought to be reading."

I can still remember the sense of relief I felt after listening to him speak about his own reading habits. His reading list was broad and included things like novels - modern and historic; biographies; historical fiction; studies in a variety of different academic topics; as well as things related to Scripture, theology, and the church. I didn't get any sense of some sort of artificial separation between "sacred" and "secular."

My sense of relief was rooted in the fact that I was beginning to read like Roy Lawson! Over the years we became friends through our common interest in Globalscope Campus Ministries and the kingdom of God in general. He grew up in the northwest. I grew up in the deep south. We both have dairy farms in our biographical details.

We both think alike about a variety of topics - tough ones included - which I think can only be the result of our mutual respect for learning, sacred and secular to use the terms so many love. We often share "have you read . . ." comments.

Despite living on the other side of the country and for much of the past few years traveling all over the world, Roy regularly checks on Vicki. It was in one of those emails to see how Vicki was doing that he said something that once again makes me grateful to call him friend.

Here's what he said: "it's really interesting to read Paul's letters, written while he's imprisoned and isolated and separated from his friends - while we're experiencing a hint of the same thing."

I love that he said "a hint of the same thing," and am not in the least that he said it that carefully. We aren't exactly spending our days in prison - and I hope that all of us are praying for those who literally are in prison and at great risk in over-crowded prisons. In Georgia, the extraordinarily poor health care for prisoners has been a front-page, multi-week issue for the Atlanta Journal Constitution long before the current crisis was even imagined. Our very conservative legislature seems unmoved by it all and we keep locking people up. So if you need something to put on your prayer list - this is a pretty good item to add!

But . . . we are "isolated" in ways that we aren't accustomed to. And that can be difficult. Just this morning a news story in metro-Atlanta was about a step-father who shot and killed his 16 year old stepson overnight. The news reporter included the challenge of staying mentally healthy when life as we have always known it seems to have been turned completely over.

Paul literally was in prison when he wrote what are often called the prison epistles. Those epistles include Ephesians, Philippians, Colossians, and Philemon.  Particularly in Philippians 1 you can feel the tension between "when will this be over?" "how will this end?" and "is the ending 'life' or 'death/'"

That sounds a bit relevant. Georgia is currently in a bit of an uproar over those very questions and whether the governor made the right call or not.

I'm a regular Bible reader - daily - and am currently reading through the Torah. But I think I will add to that schedule reading through the Prison Epistles. I'm going to think about Paul's outlook, his attitude, his passion for the church and fellow believers, his "contentment" in whatever happens. I want to remember - he said these words from a prison in Rome (most likely) and managed to stay not only mentally fit, but spiritually fit as well.

If you're not a regular Bible reader, maybe this can be a great outcome from this time of isolation - that you become a regular reader of Scritpure.

If you are a regular reader of Scripture, then join with me in adding a passage from the Prison Epistles to your reading each day.

Once again, my good friend Roy Lawson has found a way to speak into my life in ways that make me stop and thank God for his friendship!

Earth Day 2020 - The 50th Anniversary

Today, 22 April 2020, is the 50th anniversary of Earth Day. This is a spot on our calendar where there is a global call to pay attention to the planet upon which we live. For some, it is little more than a selfish desire to make sure we have a safe place to live - today and into the future. For others, it may have no particular faith-related connotations, but is a kind of respect for creation that Paul seems to suggest as appropriate in Romans 1.

But for others - and I would include myself and lots of other believers - it is an opportunity to model the kind of behavior that the Creation accounts in Genesis 1 and 2 suggest appropriate for humans. Lots of English verbs get used in translating the Hebrew words into our language, but when all is said and done, it seems fair to say that God's intentional purpose at creation was that we humans - His image bearers to creation - were to care for, manage, use appropriately, be stewards of, and - well, just "take care of creation." The place where He was comfortable coming down in the cool of the evening for conversations with His image bearers.

A number of years ago I was a member of the Rotary Club in my town. One of our quarterly projects was to pick up litter on a two-mile stretch of the what might be viewed as "Main Street" though it was named something else.  We would meet early on Saturdays, get brightly colored orange vests from the local police, and divide into teams and pick up litter. As a side note, one very properly Christian member of our club would never participate because, in his words, "Someone might think I was being punished for DUI because of those vests!"

One member of our club, I'll just call him Sam for the sake of privacy, always wanted to be my partner. Sam was one of those people who desperately wanted to have a good relationship with God, but never seemed to be able to pull it off. He had a PhD in forensic toxicology. He called me "Preacher," and I knew once a quarter, early on Saturday morning, wearing a vest that at least to one member made me look like a DUI guilty person, I would have a couple of hours of great theological conversations based on Sam's questions.

One morning, after picking up beer bottles galore, no-good lottery tickets, convenience story hot dog wrappers, and about any kind of trash you can think of, Sam said, "Preacher, I know who throws this stuff out."

I quickly replied, "Tell me who, and let's go talk to them. We could avoid these Saturday morning litter details."

He said, "No, I'm serious, I think I know."

I said, "Tell me."

He said, "It's those so-called Christians who go to the school board and complain about high school biology and evolution, but don't give a damn about taking care of what they say God made."

That was, for me, a stunning moment. I could put some names on the very people he was describing. It was a convicting moment. How could the very people who claim God created the heavens and the earth care so little about taking care of it?

Obviously not all believers fit that description. But if any believer fits that description, we who deeply believe God is creator should do our best to convince that person that if that is true, then together we image bearers of God in creation need to work to be good stewards.

We're obviously at a strange moment on this particular Earth Day. In some places, other than staying in place, about the only thing you can do is to go outside and marvel at creation.

So . . . on this 50th anniversary of Earth Day, why not go outside, take a slow, observant walk, and just marvel at the incredibly amazing way God made the Earth/Creation to function.

Remember, "the heavens declare the glory of God." Don't let my friend Sam's evaluation of why we litter to be true of you!

I Can't Explain Him

It’s springtime in the south, and in a normal year our hot topic might very well be tornadoes.  It seems as though every spring horrific tornadoes pop up when a cold front comes rushing south to push down the “warmer than normal” temperatures.  Inevitably we will see stories on the national and local news outlets about destruction, death, and general mayhem left in the wake of killer storms.

Tornadoes have odd patterns. Sometimes the video images we see after the storm will have one house utterly destroyed and a house next door seemingly untouched. How does that happen? A few weeks ago, my wife and I spent a few days on Florida’s “forgotten coast” where Hurricane Michael hit as a level four storm in October 2018. We could still see tons of damage. But what was obvious was that in a variety of places many houses, businesses were destroyed, while some survived nearly intact. How does that happen?

I suppose a good conversion with a well-educated meteorologist could explain all kinds of principles from the world of weather, maybe physics as well, that would help answer that question. It is also possible that the smartest of the meteorologists might also say, “we don’t know everything about how these storms work.”

While walking around the town of Port St. Joe on the forgotten coast, I noticed that the beautiful, traditional looking First Baptist Church was still unusable. The steeple was on the ground at the front entrance and the roof of the sanctuary was on the floor. But a little further down the street, less than a mile, the Methodist Church in Port St. Joe, right on St. Joseph’s Bay, seemed to have suffered much less damage and was being used regularly. 

That isn’t unlike what you often hear on the news after a tornado rumbles through a southern or mid-western neighborhood like a freight train wreaking destruction all over the place. But you almost always see destruction abutting no damage. In these cases, you often hear people declaring “God saved my house, my possessions, my life . . .” But what about the people next door? Did God not care about them? In the remarkable question the disciples ask Jesus in John 9, “Rabbi, who sinned, this man or his parents, that he was born blind?” (ESV)

Or in the case of First Baptist and First Methodist in Port St. Joe – “did the Baptists sin worse since their church building’s damage was more catastrophic?”

Or in the aftermath of Alabama tornadoes, “Did my next-door neighbor sin worse because her house was destroyed and her children killed and mine weren’t?”

The way it comes out far too often is “I’m so glad God blessed me and my family,” while the next-door neighbor can only wonder about a God who randomly blesses one family and ignores the other, right next door.

I’m not doubting God’s sovereignty over the world. I’m not doubting the power of prayer. I’m not doubting my own need to pray – I pray daily and often for lots of things, including the safety and blessing of God on my wife and children.  I’m not even doubting that God has blessed and protected us in important ways over the years. Specifically, right now I’m praying that God will help us avoid Covid-19. But I’m confident that the pastor’s wife who died yesterday of what seems to be Covid-19 was praying similarly to me.

The real question isn’t “can or does God bless us?” Rather the real question is “how do I talk about the blessing of God without sounding like the disciples who assumed ‘someone sinned’ in the case of the man born blind?”. Or to put that another way, “Can I talk about God’s blessing without sounding as though people who don’t experience this blessing must be sinners with more tragic records than I have with God?”

To put this whole issue in current perspective, assuming I am not afflicted with the corona-virus, don’t become ill with Covid-19, and live to tell the story – how can I tell the story in a way that doesn’t make people who have loved ones who can’t tell that story, even more frustrated with God?

The problem is, as is true so often in theological thinking, we allow our western, Enlightenment’s focus on individualism to become the focus. When that happens, my prayers become more selfish, my testimony becomes more ego-centric, and God becomes something like personal property. When my prayers aren’t answered as I instructed God, I’m frustrated. When they are answered as I instructed, “look how spiritual I am.”

I know this current cultural crisis won’t go on forever. (At least I think I know that!) What I hope is that those of us who trust in God’s providential care won’t talk about that care in ways that turn off others to Him. But the more self-centered our comments will be, the more likely that will be the outcome.

As a follower of Jesus, I am not so much called “to explain” God as I am “to trust” God. If I can explain Him, of what need would I have of Him? (See Romans 11:33-36)

That trust has convinced me (2 Timothy 1:12) that a day is coming when He will, once and for all, make all things right. In my head, Genesis 2 will be come our eternal story. In the meantime, life is going to be impacted with the Genesis 3-11 story. But I can’t forget that the resurrection of Jesus put some serious limits on the power of sin and death – the “strong man” as been tied up. (Mark 3:27) So despite some “momentary and light afflictions,” I anticipate an “eternal weight of glory beyond all comparison.” (2 Corinthians 4:17)

Today I want to celebrate the good stuff and lament the not-so-good stuff. I want to celebrate and lament in ways that point others to God, not away from God.

 

The challenge is, how can we manage to do that?

I’m confident I don’t know the full answer to that question. But my prayer about my own witness is that like the well-educated meteorologist who likely would say “we don’t know everything about how tornadoes work,” I will have the courage to say, “I don’t know everything about how God works.”

God save us from those who won’t say that!