No more excuses

Part of the impetus for spiritual bootcamp was “no more excuses.”

The thing about great gifts like the Bible is that it’s easy to take them for granted.  You get so used to them you feel no urgent need to exploit them.  They become paper weights on your night stand.  You assume they will be there waiting for you when you finally hit a season that magically offers both the time and the inclination to dive deeper than you ever have.

Don’t forget

Don’t forget today that there are bigger things happening here than what you see and taste and touch.

Don’t forget that there is a war raging around you, and eternity hangs in the balance. If you had eyes to see the world as it really is you would things very differently.  You would see people enslaved and being led to their slaughter by the prince of the power of the air and you would see the very real power to fight back the darkness tucked inside the frail hands of the children of God.

When faith complains

Spent some time with a wrestler this morning.

(Calm down, crazies. I did not hang out with Triple H.  Probably lots of you don’t know who that is. I’m not sure my target demographic on this blog are RAW fans. But you all should be. You should be.)

I spent some quality time with Habakkuk.

Habakkuk was a guy who woke up to a world that baffled him.  When he looked around, it didn’t seem like God was being who He said He was.  The people of God were tearing themselves apart with sin and disregard for His Word.  The enemy appears to be ruling and winning the day.  Habakkuk is calling out to God but nothing seems to be happening.  He hears the promises of God – to persevere His people – but everything he sees seems to be contradicting them.

Perseverance in disguise

I still remember the way the chair squealed slightly as she twisted toward me.  I remember the thinly veiled urgency in her voice as she looked at me with pleading eyes and asked me: ‘Where is He?!’

I remember the rasp of desperation in her tone and I remember feeling a moment of doubt.  It was one of the first times I realized that my churchey answers weren’t enough for the hurting and the broken.  My simple and shallow theology didn’t know what to do with a God who wasn’t showing up.Screen Shot 2014-05-25 at 7.51.57 PM

Consider Jesus

For the hurting, for the suffering, for those in pain today: consider Jesus.

Consider Him who was by His nature exempt from all suffering, who entered into flesh and pain and death so that He could look at you today and say ‘I know.’  Consider Him who had access to any means of deliverance, (which you and I would gladly take in our pain), and yet He walked steadily into a pain beyond any we will ever experience.  Consider your great High priest who has born your sorrows.

For the failures and the flawed, for those who feel the burden and weight of shame today: consider Jesus.