Invisible Dogs

“For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind.” 2 Timothy 1:7

There was a period of time I had dreams that a wild pack of dogs was chasing me.  I never saw them, I just heard their snarling, vicious barking and my imagination ran away with thoughts of being torn limb from limb.  I’d be filled with fear and instinctively run for my life.

Night after night this nightmare invaded my dreams until one night when I heard the dogs right behind me and I thought what if I just stand here, turn around and face them?

So I did.

The barking stopped and the dogs were gone.

I never had that dream again. Later I had dreams about bears, but that’s a whole ‘nother story.

Because of a series of events throughout my life, fear is something I’ve always had to deal with.  Even when the initial event is over, that fear can linger like a pack of invisible dogs.  And I haven’t always stood my ground and stared that thing I’m afraid of in the face.  There are times I’ve run.

But the Lord’s shown me that if I keep running from the thing I’m afraid of, fear will always chase me.

We all have invisible dogs–those fears that chase after us–and for some inexplicable reason we automatically turn and run.  They don’t even have to be big things.  Sometimes we run from the little things just because we don’t want to be uncomfortable.

And running from those little things puts in motion deep inside us an undercurrent of fear that we may not even be aware is there.  And then when something big comes along, instead of being able to draw on a foundation of courage, we have none.

Trusting God to be with us in the little things grows our faith big enough to trust Him in the big things.

And there is something big God has entrusted to us.

It’s the reason Paul encourages Timothy (and us) to remember that God does not give a spirit of fear.

“Therefore I remind you to stir up the gift of God which is in you through the laying on of my hands. For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind. Therefore do not be ashamed of the testimony of our Lord, nor of me His prisoner, but share with me in the sufferings for the gospel according to the power of God,  who has saved us and called us with a holy calling,”  2 Timothy 1:6

Above anything else, we can’t be afraid to use the spiritual gifts God’s given to each one of us for the good of the kingdom of God—to strengthen our brothers and sisters and to witness to those who are as of yet unsaved.

And sometimes that can be a little scary.  A little uncomfortable.

Paul suffered to share the message of the gospel with people who were dying in their sin.  But he so believed in that message—in Christ—that he was willing to risk being repeatedly imprisoned, flogged, starved, shipwrecked, in constant danger, and finally, beheaded.

I doubt any of us will ever face the trials Paul did, but we will serve Christ at a cost.  Like Paul, we are here on a mission.  We are called to share in the sufferings of Christ, to be a living sacrifice, bold and unashamed, living for His glory, not our comfort.

But oh, the gain.  The souls we’ll encourage, the lives we’ll save, the light we’ll shine, the glory we’ll reveal, the crowns we’ll receive and cast at the feet of our Lord.

If we’re willing to turn around and look fear in the face.

A lot of the time those fears will disappear when we turn to face them.  But if they don’t, if they charge us anyway, at the end of day, it won’t matter.

Paul has long forgotten his suffering.  But he will never forget the joy of serving alongside the King of kings, the glory that’s his in Christ, or the souls that are with him now, all because he was willing to use his gift.

Grace and peace,

More Than Just Thankful

It was November, 1982 and I was on a Greyhound bus headed for Ohio.  I’d be spending the holidays away from my family.  I was 19.  Two years before I’d been asked to leave home one night and I’d been running ever since.  I had a lot to run from, but to where, or who, I didn’t know.

My boyfriend at the time knew a couple there, who, coincidentally or not, pastored a church. How he knew them I have no idea. We drove up their driveway and stayed in their living room for the next month and a half.

If I felt lonely before, I felt even lonelier now.  I was almost 2000 miles from home, spending some very cold days in strange house while everybody was off during the day.

Thanksgiving came and went, and the days and nights got even colder.

Something settled in my chest and I couldn’t stop coughing.  Nights were the worst, and it was a small house.  I lay there night after night, thinking I just might cough up a lung, and all I wanted was for someone to take care of me.

It was Christmas day and we tagged along to the wife’s parents’ house.  I sat in the living room staring at the activity, knowing I didn’t belong.  I asked to use the phone.

I called home and my little sister answered the phone. I told her where I was and we both started crying.  She begged me to come home.  I wanted to, but did I belong there?  Did I belong anywhere?

My mother got on the phone and tried to convince me she wanted me to come back.  She said she’d send the money.  I told her I didn’t know.  Staying was painful, but going back would be painful, too.

The couple we were staying with had bought a home in town.  We began helping them move, and they began dropping hints that once they were in the new house, we needed to find another place to stay.

I supposed it was time to go home, and back on the bus we went.

And I was thankful.

A lot happened in the next six years.  There would be a lot more running, but to where, or who, I didn’t know.

There would come a day when I’d find out.

It was a Sunday morning and my husband and I had been invited to church.  We took our 6-month-old son, walked through the sanctuary into a tiny gathering of people who met in a few rented rooms in a strip mall, and I found the Lord.

I know people like to say God finds us, but God knew where I was all along.  He was with me on the bus and in Ohio.  He was with me all the time I was running.

And I’m thankful.

 

“Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.”   James 1:17

In the world I had only a general feeling of thankfulness, but no one to direct my gratitude to.

Now I am more than just thankful.  I know who I have to be thankful to.

I know who was responsible for every sunrise and sunset I continued to see against all odds.  I know who walked with me and whose grace and mercy covered me as I roamed the streets of a town I didn’t know. I know who healed me when there were no doctors.

And I know He was with me as I got a job as a front-desk receptionist at a computer company who had a lawyer whose calls I would answer, who would eventually steal me away to be the front-desk receptionist at his law firm, where two women worked who went to church together in a tiny congregation that met in a few rented rooms in a strip mall.

I know it’s God, my God, my Savior and my Lord, who has blessed me with all things.  Even when I didn’t know it.

And I’m thankful.

To Live is Christ, To Die is Gain

Yesterday Pastor Chuck Smith, who founded Calvary Chapel, went home to be with the Lord.  If you aren’t familiar with him or Calvary Chapel, I’ll give you a little history. 

Chuck Smith began as a pastor for the International Church of the Foursquare Gospel in the 1950’s. 

In the 60’s, Chuck’s wife, Kay, began to have a burden for the youth who were entering the generation of sex, drugs and rock and roll.  It was long hair, bare feet, tie dye and everything was groovy.  They were in the thick of the Vietnam War, God was dead, and they didn’t trust anybody over 30.

Chuck and Kay began praying for the youth, and then they began inviting them to church. 

When some of the so-called hippies did come, as the infamous story goes, they were met with a sign that said “No Bare Feet Allowed” because new carpeting had just been installed. Chuck tore down the sign and said he’d rather rip out the new carpeting than turn those kids away. 

He soon left that church and began pastoring a small, non-denominational church called Calvary Chapel in Costa Mesa, California.  He began expository teaching of the Bible and the traditional worship music of the past became underscored with guitars and drums. 

The youth started coming in droves. 

Pastor Chuck, pointing a generation to Jesus

Suddenly, a close-to-middle-aged man was heading up what would become known as the greatest revival of our time called The Jesus Movement. 

Scores of young people were getting saved and baptized in the California ocean.  They became known as “Jesus Freaks.”  They left the hippie lifestyle and lived to worship Jesus and passionately tell others about how He died for them, too.  Calvary Chapel also started an outreach of worship called Maranatha! Music, which I think is some of the best worship music ever recorded. 

The movement of the Holy Spirit during this time was a phenomenon the likes of which most had never seen.  In the time since, over a 1000 Calvary Chapels have been established worldwide, along with many Calvary Chapel Bible Colleges.   

One of those Calvary Chapels was established in the 1980’s.  Through a long series of events, my husband and I found ourselves there one Sunday morning in 1989.  And it was that morning that I met my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.  We attended that church for 22 years. 

So even though I didn’t know Pastor Chuck personally, although we did have the opportunity to see him teach once while we were on vacation, I deeply felt his passing. Without Calvary Chapel, I don’t know where I’d be right now. 

Oh, I know God could have led me to another church, but there was something about the atmosphere of Calvary.  That same powerful presence of the Holy Spirit that was there in the 60’s was there in the 80’s, and He moved my heart in a way that I became not just saved, but radically saved. 

But life happens, and sometimes years of so much “life” has a way of allowing discouragement to set in. And as I get older I feel myself slowing down.   

But as I reflected on Pastor Chuck’s life through a barrage of Facebook posts from so many who loved and admired him, and seeing all the lives he touched, my faith was energized.  We have so little time and so much to do.  Pastor Chuck was 86 at his passing, but really, his life went by so quickly. 

I could imagine Chuck Smith standing there before Jesus as they gazed into each other’s eyes, knowing all they’d been through together.  Knowing that, while Chuck wasn’t perfect (who is?), he was obedient to Christ’s call on his life.

And that’s all God asks any of us.  He doesn’t ask us to be another Chuck Smith or Billy Graham.  He just asks us to obey Him, and let Him take care of the results. 

So with that, I say with Paul:

“I eagerly expect and hope that I will in no way be ashamed, but will have sufficient courage so that now as always Christ will be exalted in my body, whether by life or by death.  For to me, to live is Christ and to die is gain.” Philippians 1:20-21
 

 

A short but honest look at how I came to Christ at that Calvary Chapel in 1989 will be one of 40 stories featured in a book of testimonies that will be published before the end of the year.  I believe the book will be inspiring to those who already know Christ, and instrumental to bring many unsaved to faith in our precious Lord.  I’ll keep you updated on the details.  I hope you’ll get a copy for yourself and somebody you love.

The Race is On

And crying with a loud voice, Jesus said, “Father, into Your hands I commit My spirit.” Luke 23:46 

Faith doesn’t come only when things are good – when the sun is shining, the bills are paid, and everyone loves us.  Who needs faith then?

But when the storms rage, the money jar is empty and the enemy knocks at the door, that is when we need faith.  That is when the exercise of our faith in God is most beautiful and He is most glorified. 

Christ is our example.  Rather than avoid it, He walked through the suffering, through the pain, through the rejection and spitting and scoffing and unbelief – even by His own friends.  Why?  Because He had faith in His Father, the Father who sent Him to the cross.  He kept faith that He had a plan and a purpose in His suffering. 

They would never know anything but how to reject, how to accuse, how to inflict pain unless He died.  Unless He offered forgiveness for their sins and they took it.  Only when their eyes were opened and their hearts were wiped clean of sin would they have the capacity for true love.  So He gave Himself so they could be forgiven and bring love into the world.

And they would go on to trust God through their own sufferings, to commit their spirits to their heavenly Father like their Savior did, so others could hear of Him, have their eyes opened and hearts wiped clean of sin.  So they could learn how to love like Jesus did, completely and unselfishly, and fill the world with it.

The torch has been passed to us, and we are called to do the same.

Grace and peace,

 

Suppose…

“Suppose a nation in some distant Region should take the Bible for their only law Book, and every member should regulate his conduct by the precepts there exhibited! Every member would be obliged in conscience, to temperance, frugality, and industry; to justice, kindness, and charity towards his fellow men; and to piety, love, and reverence toward Almighty God … What a Eutopia, what a Paradise would this region be.”
~John Adams, 2nd President of the United States of America and Signer of the Declaration of Independence

There will come a day when those of us who have put our faith in Jesus Christ will see that Utopia.  When the new heaven and new earth are unveiled, and we are its city set on a hill, gleaming as a trillion bright lights.  When love is the banner and God is its King.  And we’ll understand freedom on a whole new level.

The freedoms our Founding Fathers wanted to bring us in this country were only a shadow of the aching of every soul for spiritual freedom.  As much as we want to bring heaven down to us, no matter how good we could make it, its always going to be less than our hearts desire.

But we have that freedom inside us now, purchased for us on another hill, the hill of Calvary.

And each of us carries the light of that freedom when we agree with Joshua and say

But as for me and my house, we will serve the LORD.” Joshua 24:15b

Suppose we took those words of Joshua to heart and lived them out in all their righteous glory, and light the darkness around us in a spectacular display of God’s immeasurable love, grace and mercy.

We would allow the Holy Spirit to move us to love passionately, to give wholeheartedly, and to bring the greatest, most joyous message of freedom the world has ever known.

We would let the Word of God permeate our thoughts and actions and it, not the world, would dictate how we would change and who we would become.

We would fling open the gates of heaven into our lives with our prayer and obedience, dispelling all fear and flooding our lives with God’s boldness and power.   And we would serve the Lord with as much dedication and courage and bravery as those who fought to purchase and keep our earthly freedoms, living out the greatest commission to “..go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you.” Matthew 28:19-20

We would live out the light of the glory of that future Paradise, right here and right now, and set the world around us on fire for Christ.

Oh, what a world that would be.

Another Chance to Pray for Our Nation

If my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, and I will forgive their sin and will heal their land.” 2 Chronicles 7:14

Thursday, May 2, is the National Day of Prayer and we have another chance to collectively pray for our nation.  And boy do we need it.  It seems every day there is more news that our nation as a whole is moving further into darkness.  Right is called wrong and wrong is called right.

And instead of being a godly influence on the world around her, the church as a whole seems to have allowed itself to be molded by the world.

Jesus’ light is, of course, as bright as ever, but the light of the church has dimmed.

Pastor Greg Laurie of Harvest Christian Fellowship has been chosen to be this year’s Honorary Chairman of the National Day of Prayer.  Not surprisingly, he has already encountered conflict as a gay and lesbian group has called for his removal from the position because of his godly stance on the truth in God’s Word on homosexuality.

Pastor Greg is refusing to step down, and that doesn’t surprise me.  In fact, I haven’t even heard him mention it.  He is moving full steam ahead in the strength and power of Christ as usual.  And he needs our prayers as he moves forward.  The country needs our prayers, and not just superficial prayers, but real repentence.

Humility isn’t a very popular thing anymore, but it’s what God calls us to.  And if we’re going to see ourselves, and as a result, our country be healed, we need to return to humility, get on our knees and pray for God’s mercy and forgiveness.

These are a few of the prayer needs I can think of.  If you can think of anything else, please don’t hesitate to post them.

1. Pray the Lord Jesus Christ will be held high and glorified as the only way, the only truth, the only life.

2. Pray that those who call themselves followers of Christ, especially those who have been called to lead, will hear from the Lord and repent of any ways in which they’ve turned away from God.  Pray for a fresh infilling of the Holy Spirit for all of us that we may, above all, love one another, and live uncompromising and bold lives in our families, our neighborhoods, our churches, our workplaces, our cities, and wherever God chooses to place us.

3. Pray for those who believe they are saved but are not and are instead living in a system of religion only or believing that being a “good” person will earn them a place in heaven.  Pray the Lord will open their eyes to see the truth that religion and good works cannot save.  That it is only through the forgiveness of our sins through the atonement of Christ’s shed blood that any of us can be saved.

4. Pray that as Pastor Greg prays on Thursday those who oppose the truth will feel God’s love (and ours) and His desire to come into the life of anyone who would repent and turn to Christ.

5. Pray the leaders of our nation will be convicted and will turn to Christ for salvation and begin to lead us in a godly way.

Our Father in heaven,
Hallowed be Your name.
Your kingdom come.
Your will be done
On earth as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread.
And forgive us our debts,
As we forgive our debtors.
And do not lead us into temptation,
But deliver us from the evil one.
For Yours is the kingdom and the power and the glory forever.  Amen.”
Matthew 6:9-13

God bless you as you seek Him,

Glorious Resolutions

I used to think making New Year’s resolutions was useless.  I thought, what’s the point? Maybe you make it through the month of January, maybe you don’t.  But now I think that’s a defeatist attitude.  

And that the only goals that are sure to fail are the ones we don’t make. 

So go on!  Set a goal.  Be intentional.  Change your life. 

Just be sure that what you do is in the will and strength of God.  Because when we do something out of God’s will and in our own strength, we may go along fine for a while, but sooner or later something’s going to trip us up and we’re going to find ourselves eating a little floor. 

So whatever you do, whether it’s setting new fitness goals, communicating better with your spouse or children, being a better employee or {insert your own goals}, there is one God-given goal we have in all of them. One ultimate reason we’re here. 

To give God glory. 

In all we say, in all we do, we were made to glorify the King of kings. 

To praise and worship Him in all we do.  To proclaim His great love and the great things He’s done for us. To let the joy He gives us spill out onto everyone around us.

Can you grasp how great a mission that is?  That we’re given the gift of relationship with the Almighty God and are filled with His Holy Spirit to walk in Him and glorify Him to others is an amazing gift.  And we should use that gift wisely.

There are two kinds of people who need to see the glory of God through us:

1. Unbelievers

“Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works and glorify your Father in heaven.”  Matthew 5:16

In case you’ve been under a rock, the world is going to hell in a handbasket. And if we have even an inkling of the love of Christ, we’ll care that they are. It’s crazy out there and getting crazier by the minute. People are lost, hurt, and suffering.  And they need to know that there is a God Who loves them and whose glory is unmatched. 

They need to know that all the world’s gold doesn’t shine as glorious as He does. That no amount of fame knows the glory we know in Jesus Christ. They need to know that there is a glory that will give them peace–peace with God and peace with themselves. They need to know the glory that is so great it’ll carry them into eternity, if they receive it by accepting Jesus Christ as their Lord and Savior. 

They need to see the glorious love of Jesus in words and actions and we’re the ones elected to bring it to them.  Unfortunately, all too often they see Christians as hypocritical and judgmental.  They can get that from the world.  We need to show them the glory of Christ instead. 

2. Believers

“Now may the God of patience and comfort grant you to be like-minded toward one another, according to Christ Jesus, that you may with one mind and one mouth glorify the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ. Therefore receive one another, just as Christ also received us, to the glory of God.” Romans 15-5-7

It’s a tough world out there for Christ-followers, and it’s easy to get discouraged.  The sad thing is that at times I’ve been most discouraged by my fellow brothers and sisters in Christ.  Why?  Because their eyes have been opened. They have the Holy Spirit and they know the truth. They should know better. 

And so should I.

But sometimes we get lazy. We spend too much time in the world and let it mold us. We forget to put on Christ’s attitude and allow His glory to flow through us.  We’re human and we’ll fail.  And then we have the God-given ability (and commandment) to forgive and ask for forgiveness. 

Instead, let’s determine to love each other.  To protect each other.  To shine the glory of Christ through our love and kindness and help others on their way. After all, we’re soldiers in a spiritual war and we’re in the trenches together.  We can’t afford to turn on each other by being unkind, critical, snarky, or rude.  The enemy loves it when we do.    

So how do we do it?  How do we glorify the Lord to everyone around us?

We get up in the morning and we sit with Him.  It doesn’t have to be a big production.  Just grab your Bible and find a quiet corner.  Pray.  Read His Word.  Even a verse or two.  Just let God prepare you for what He knows you’ll encounter that day, before you have a chance to act or react in your human, sinful flesh.

His Presence = His Glory

There is nothing like starting a fresh new day with the Lord and letting Him fill us up with His glory and power and strength.  No matter what happens, our perspective will be His, our attitude and our words will be His. And all day long we’ll exude Jesus and bring Him glory. 

Only God knows what He can do through a man or woman who is determined to glorify the One Who holds the future and all its dreams and visions. 

So pray big prayers!  Set big goals.  We have a big God.

And He’s given us the treasure of His glory.

 

God bless you in the new year!