Oh My God, You’re Relentless

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Another outstandlingly bright rainbow appeared over my garden this week. I put down my work and just reveled in its beauty for a while. After the three that showed up on the same day, (here)  it was another over-the-top reminder of the keeper of promises.

We don’t need to give up our day jobs and permanently park at signs of beauty or grieve when they fade though. Signs point to something greater than themselves.

I heard a new musician lately -well, new to me. It seems a lot of worship groups are comprised of attractive, energetic young people with strong, healthy bodies, thick shiny hair and impressive orthodontic work.  I appreciate a praise band made up of members who look like they’ve been around the block. There’s an authority there. Some young people get it, but usually only time spent in the trenches gives a singer/songwriter the right to sing about endurance and promises kept. I had been listening to Bob Book’s song, Relentless, when the rainbow showed up.

 

Sometimes I find myself down in the valley

And the shadow is hanging so low.

I can’t see my way to tomorrow.

There’s something I know:

There’s a deeper magic ,

There’s a higher truth than these eyes of flesh can see

And I’m holding on,

My hand in Yours,

You are the greater reality.

Relentlessly good,

Relentlessly kind,

Unendingly patient to the questions we find.

Even the bad can work for the good.

Relentlessly faithful,

even when You’re misunderstood.

In a world where nothing seems certain

Your love is relentless.

Oh my God, You’re relentless!

-Bob Book from Relentless, from the album A Divine Conversation


 

Every Time I Feel the Spirit…

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An old song came to mind as I watched the sunset from my deck last night.

Up on the mountain

My Lord spoke.

Out of his mouth came

fire and smoke.

I look around me.

It look so fine,

I ask the Lord,

‘Is all this mine?’

Every time I feel the Spirit

moving in my heart

I will pray.

Yes, every time I feel the Spirit

moving in my heart I will pray.

-Spiritual

Shifting Light

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I’m never bored in the mountains. They are always the same, yet different with every moving cloud, every angle of sun, every shift of season.

 

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I am never bored with God. Like the mountains he never changes, and yet I see many different views of him depending on what aspect of himself he wants to reveal in this season of my life and how willing my heart is to pay attention.

I found myself wanting to jump into a heated discussion about which is more in the character of God, giving his adopted children prosperity and perfect health or teaching them through poverty and suffering. As often happens each side made assumptions about what the other side meant without taking time to listen to their definitions and explanations of terms. I think they were closer than they thought, but somewhere between the lips of one and the ears of the other words morphed into strange bloated thought clouds from another source. Straw men make great flashy bonfires and due to volatility tend to erupt into conflagrations which usually produce more heat than light.

Still, they prompted me to research what the Bible says about the topic. There is a lot of material in there on the dangers of the love of money, the blessings of abundance, the abuse of power and resources, the rewards of trust, the ugliness of selfish wealth, the riches of the Father’s house available to all his children, the unacceptable neglect of the poor … Finding verses to back each person’s hobby horse (proof-texting) is easy.

The following passage caught my attention. (This was after the warning story of the man who hoarded his wealth in new barns only to die that night.):

Then he added to the disciples, “That is why I tell you, don’t worry about life, wondering what you are going to eat. And stop bothering about what clothes you will need. Life is much more important than food, and the body more important than clothes. Think of the ravens. They neither sow nor reap, and they have neither store nor barn, but God feeds them. And how much more valuable do you think you are than birds? Can any of you make himself an inch taller however much he worries about it? And if you can’t manage a little thing like this, why do you worry about anything else? Think of the wild flowers, and how they neither work nor weave. Yet I tell you that Solomon in all his glory was never arrayed like one of these. If God so clothes the grass, which flowers in the field today and is burnt in the stove tomorrow, is he not much more likely to clothe you, you little-faiths? You must not set your heart on what you eat or drink, nor must you live in a state of anxiety. The whole heathen world is busy about getting food and drink, and your Father knows well enough that you need such things. No, set your heart on his kingdom, and your food and drink will come as a matter of course.”

“Don’t be afraid, you tiny flock! Your Father plans to give you the kingdom. Sell your possessions and give the money away. Get yourselves purses that never grow old, inexhaustible treasure in Heaven, where no thief can ever reach it, or moth ruin it. For wherever your treasure is, you may be certain that your heart will be there too!” (Luke 12)

 

Some people read this and say, “See? The poor have more faith. So God wants you to be poor.”

Someone else reads it and says, “See? The wealth of the kingdom is ours! Receive it now by faith.”

Someone else says, “See? The point is  to obsess about neither poverty nor wealth, but to trust God, give generously and be content.”

I was thinking about this when I drove by these mountains. Storm clouds, caught by high winds near Pincher Creek, changed the look of the range every few minutes. By the time I found a place to stop my car, they shifted again. The view reminded me that every time I think I have some aspect God figured out he obscures the familiar and comfortable and shows me another side of his character.

God is not only good, His ways are not our ways, His thoughts are not our thoughts. He is very, very big and has very, very many facets. One snapshot, or one verse of scripture, or one experience is true about him, but perhaps does not reveal the whole truth. There is more. Much more.

 

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But sometimes it is the storms in life, when the familiar is obscured by dark clouds, that reveal important truths about God that we missed before.

And That Life was the Light

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In the beginning was the Word,
and the Word was with God,
and the Word was God.
He was with God in the beginning.
Through him all things were made;
without him nothing was made that has been made.
In him was life, and that life was the light of all mankind.
The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.
(John 1)

Love Expels Fear

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Love will never invoke fear.

Perfect love expels fear,

particularly the fear of punishment.

The one who fears punishment has not been completed through love.

We love because He has first loved us.

(1 John 4:18,19)

The thing about fear is that once you are influenced by it you can be convinced to distrust your own sense of who God is and who you are and hand over spiritual discernment to “the experts” because they claim “extenuating circumstances.” This is how every major cult has started (including the philosophical movements that claim to be non-religious). It’s uncanny how often it manifests first in paranoia-based views of the future, followed by rigid authoritarian hierarchical structures, then strange attitudes toward sex and marriage and family structure. History repeats itself.

The thing about love is that it does not manipulate or coerce. Jesus’ love sets us free.

In Total Praise to You

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Lord, I will lift my eyes to the hills
Knowing my help is coming from You
Your peace You give me in time of the storm

You are the source of my strength
You are the strength of my life
I lift my hands in total praise to You

You are the source of my strength
You are the strength of my life
I lift my hands in total praise to You

Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen
Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen

-Richard Smallwood

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Actually

 

What if God is actually who he said he is?

What if you are actually who he says you are?

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God has placed a promise and a provision next to every difficulty. When we locate the tribulation, we uncover the revelation that is also present. We stand on the promise, looking at the provision and we rejoice! As we “count it all joy,” [James 1:2] the truth becomes our experience and we are set free. -Graham Cooke

We all live off his generous bounty,
        gift after gift after gift.
    We got the basics from Moses,
        and then this exuberant giving and receiving,
    This endless knowing and understanding—
        all this came through Jesus, the Messiah.
    No one has ever seen God,
        not so much as a glimpse.
    This one-of-a-kind God-Expression,
        who exists at the very heart of the Father,
        has made him plain as day.

(John1:16-18 The Message)

Overflowing Joy

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I like Mary, the Mother of Jesus. I honour her and call her blessed.

Her response to receiving a promise beyond all imagination was to allow the joy within her to overflow in the beautiful prophetic poem recorded in Luke.

Once the “how” was explained to her she said simply, “Yes. Behold the handmaid of the Lord.” No argument, no self-deprecating false humility, no skepticism. Just yes.

Many composers have set her words to music. Bach wrote this song (often called The Magnificat) using the phrase, Et exultant spiritus meus in Deo salutari meo  -and  my spirit rejoices in God my Saviour.

That same chapter records the account of her cousin Elizabeth’s miracle story of conceiving and giving birth to a huge promise as well.

It makes me wonder what Mary’s and Elizabeth’s mutual grandmother must have been like. There’s a person I can’t wait to meet.