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Remembering

Dear Shadowland Family,

If you read Emily Groves’ email last week, you may remember this quote from her:

“I don’t remember well. In fact, I’ve never remembered well. I literally don’t recall my childhood prior to age 12 except for a handful of isolated events. And when it comes to remembering spiritual milestones and breakthroughs in my life, I’ve come to realize that I forget more often than I remember.”

I very much appreciate Emily’s admonition for us to “be a people who practice the discipline of remembering” I would like to build upon the idea that remembering is an essential trait of discipleship.

2 Peter 1:3-9 is a favorite passage and helps to remind me of the importance of remembering.

“His divine power has given us everything we need for life and godliness through our knowledge of him who called us by his own glory and goodness. Through these he has given us his very great and precious promises, so that through them you may participate in the divine nature and escape the corruption in the world caused by evil desires.

For this very reason, make every effort to add to your faith goodness; and to goodness, knowledge; and to knowledge, self-control; and to self-control, perseverance; and to perseverance, godliness; and to godliness, brotherly kindness; and to brotherly kindness, love. For if you possess these qualities in increasing measure, they will keep you from being ineffective and unproductive in your knowledge of our Lord Jesus Christ.

But if anyone does not have them, he is nearsighted and blind, and has forgotten that he has been cleansed from his past sins.”

There is a lot to glean from this passage. I find several key ideas about daily living in the kingdom of God.

God, the king, provides everything we need. When we enter the kingdom of God we surrender everything to His reign over our lives. We look to the king for not only sustenance but also protection and strength. Our days are shaped by our trust in our king.

In his kingdom we enjoy a relationship with the king that is deeply intimate. So much so that we are endowed with his very nature. He dwells within us. As we nurture that relationship, we will find relief from corruption and evil in our lives and increasingly enjoy the benefits of living under the reign of God our king.

Living in the kingdom of God brings the responsibility of being good subjects of the king. The fundamental trait of people living in the kingdom of God is that they are uncompromising in their trust of the king. For that trust to be demonstrated, we must use the knowledge and power he has given us to be effective and productive citizens of his kingdom. Our efforts are to be directed toward adding the qualities of goodness, knowledge, self- control, perseverance, godliness, brotherly kindness and love to our trust of God.

If we are not seeing these qualities increasing in our lives, Peter says we are nearsighted and blind and have forgotten that our sins are forgiven. This is, for me, a critical aspect of understanding and living out the gospel in my life. As I consistently struggle with being a good citizen in God’s kingdom, what am I to do about my failures? And just as important, why do I keep failing?

In contrast to some Christian counsel on these questions which mostly insists that I “do better”, Peter defines the core problem: forgetting our sins are forgiven. Thus, rather than frantically running about doing better, or perhaps, giving up in despair, I need to remember and keep being reminded that my sins are forgiven. It is the power of the Gospel, the goods news, that enables and sustains me daily to be a good citizen of God’s kingdom.

 

I believe the need to remember and continually be reminded of our forgiveness explains why community (the body of Christ, church) is so important. In the absence of community, we give up the best source of and context for remembering our forgiveness. For that reason, I would suggest that an important metric for Shadowland is whether or not the Gospel is our centerpiece, and, to what extent every aspect of community life is in someway reminding me of the Gospel… my sins are forgiven. 

Reflection

reflection

Recently, I came across a blog post I had written seven years ago. Below is an excerpt from that post. It is still relevant today.

It is the power of the Gospel, the goods news, that will enable and sustain me daily as a good citizen of God’s kingdom.
How does that look in my daily life? My struggles continue. I am trying to understand and experience the presence of God in every aspect of my life. I strive (?) to surrender to God’s reign over everything. It is my desire to simplify my life, materially and financially. I have resolved to make relationships a priority, both restoring and building existing ones as well as developing new ones. I fight my need to be in control and work and serve for selfish motives. I am intentionally seeking to experience the fruit of the Spirit in my life. I am frustrated with my search for community but convinced more than ever how much I need community. There is much more, but the paradox is that I feel more peace and contentment than at any other time of my life. I believe that comes not from the absence of struggles but from a more profound understanding and confidence in God’s love and the forgiveness that comes as a result.

Worship Not Performance

“Worship not performance”  If we don’t get worship right, our Christianity is going to be toxic. I really believe that the purpose of worshiping God is to lead us into authentic delight. It is a restoration of the wonder that we experience as children before we lose our innocence. God does not need our flattery, nor is God giving us a grade on how emphatically we say hallelujah. God just wants us to experience our belovedness and stop trying to prove ourselves worthy.

How Jesus Saves the World from Us: 12 Antidotes to Toxic Christianity

Who Am I?

Written for Shadowland Community Church weekly email.

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Who Am I?

Recently, I was sitting at the breakfast table, caught up in deep thought. For whatever reason that morning, my mind had been drawn to the reality of my daily existence. 

Ann, noticing my far away look, asked me: “What are you thinking about?”, to which I replied, “I’m nothing but a speck on a gnat’s rear end.”  

That phrase comes from my growing up years in Alabama. If you wanted to tell someone how worthless they were, you would say, “You’re not even a speck on a gnat’s rear end” 

The conclusion I had arrived at that morning came from an unvarnished look at my life and circumstances compared to, what appears to me as, the innumerably greater, better, more significant, lives and circumstances in the world about me. As an elderly person, I think about and strive to find meaning and purpose in a life that feels increasingly useless. 

As I write this, I can hear the protests. “You shouldn’t feel that way…you are _______ (fill in the blank) .“  

But, alas, there is something freeing about bringing the reality of my insignificance into the light of God’s love for me and thoughts about me. It’s what I see David expressing in Psalm 8: 

“When I consider your heavens,
       the work of your fingers,
  the moon and the stars,
        which you have set in place,
what is mankind that you are mindful of them,
     human beings that you care for them?”

We resist the truth of our existence but it is only in our insignificance that we will find our significance.

I stood alone on the wet, sandy seashore
In the presence of the Sea.
Its waters extended endlessly,
Beyond the horizon
Touching infinity.

The sounds of waves rolling
And crashing against the shore
Roared like the majestic dawning of creation,
Deafening in its might.
Colors blurred into every shade
Of blue and black and green and white.

I tasted the salt in my mouth,
And breathed it into my life.
The light of the eastern sky broke through
Billowing clouds of cotton and blue,
Dark clouds receding, retreating before the light.
Towering black cliffs loomed massive behind me,
Laid along side one another
Like giant steeples of stone
Reaching up until lost in the mist
Of blanketing clouds above.

I stood in the awesome, infinite presence of the Sea,
Of ineffable mystery.
And simultaneously I saw myself from above,
One speck on a vast shining shore,
A shoreline stretching farther than the eye could see,
Lost in the distance to the embrace of the Sea.
And I felt significant.
I felt significant only because of my insignificance.
Yet I stood in the Presence of Ultimate Reality,
Of Another, of the Holy Other.
I felt acceptance and affirmation,
Security and peace.

I belonged to the Sea.
It had let me be
To become a valued entity.
It had named me,
To forget me now an impossibility.

God knew me.
God knew my name,
The journey of my life.
And God loved me.

Excerpted from Frank Tupper’s “A Scandalo

 

 

The Journey Continues

As you can see, my blog is working again. Unfortunately there is about 4 years of posts missing. I do have a file of 370+ posts that I’m trying figure out how to import. In any case, I’m pleased to have saved as much as I have.  I’ve been enjoying reading the older posts. You are welcome to browse through the years.