Category Archives: Points Along The Journey – Living A Missional Life

No Muck, no Miracle

I grew up two blocks from the famous “Grand Strand” of the South Carolina beaches, and just across our street stretched a long finger of marsh from the tides toward the inland highway. Its where we hunted for small bait (we called them fiddler crabs, since they “fiddled” their way sideways across the sand). I remember stepping into the mushy, wet sands and sinking down past my ankles. I can still hear the sucking sounds as I dislodged my feet from the muck! (My brothers, always encouraging, informed me there were hidden stretches of quicksand nearby waiting to gobble little boys whole.)

The psalmist writes that he found himself in “the slimy pit” and waited patiently for God’s clear path toward a firm footing (and everyone knows from the movies never to struggle in quicksand since it makes for a speedier demise.) He was stuck in the “mud and the mire” with no footing below and no way forward. And he did what any of us would do – he cried out, “help!”

We love the promises! When God gives a promise in the Bible, it nearly always is in the context of dire circumstances. Try a search on Top 10 promises and read them in context. God promises he will be near, that he never changes, he will strengthen us, uphold us, bless the work we do, save us, pour out his grace, and give us wisdom. The promises are truth, yes, but they are delivered in the quicksand of loneliness, pain, threats, fear, sin, hopelessness, and grief.

Today, and all week, my prayers have turned to a family I knew, worshiped with, and served alongside back in the states. The godly couple stood strong as an example of servanthood, leadership, and self-sacrifice. And they were lost to a careless driver’s bad choices this week. And there are kids, friends, church family, and more left behind.

In our hurt and in our prayers, we ask God to hear the cries that arise from the slow murkiness of grief. We ask him to provide a moment of firm footing in the midst of the swirl of questions. We ask Jesus to stretch out his hand and pull His kids back up onto the Rock.

It’s interesting what happens when the psalmist finds his footing in the Lord. Not only does he stand firm, but he breaks into song. Not a song from the canon of worship already learned and enjoyed. But, one that brings new comprehension of how much God cares and how near he is. It’s a new song, fresh from the experience of God’s provision and presence. And, through it all, as we wait, as we cry out, and we reach out for his presence, the psalmist says “many will see and fear the Lord and put their trust in him.”

On solid rock.

Now that I’m 60 – what am I committed to:

There is something about entering a “new decade of years” that calls me to reconcile my experience with my values. As a reminder to myself more than anyone else, I am committed more than ever…

…to worshiping and serving Christ Jesus increasingly with my gifts, skills, time, and resources.

…to loving and honoring my wife till death separates us.

…to encouraging and influencing my son and daughters (and grandkids, when they show up for God’s purposes) toward loving and serving God with their lives.

…to loving what God says He is in love with: the lost, the broken, the lonely, the refugee, the hurting, the confused, the poor, the homeless, the enslaved, the imprisoned.

… to loving and lifting up the church local and global through my prayer, encouragement, time, presence and resources.

…to doing life with a small group of men and women for mutual encouragement, personal growth, and lifestyle ministry.

…to meeting with 2-3 men for discipleship on a regular basis to stay pure, live on target with my promises, and encourage each other toward a fruitful Christian life.

…to living a richer and riskier life in my finishing years by saying yes to each opportunity to give myself away, pour into others, explore new relationships, and influence my world toward Christ.

Five weeks and counting…waiting on Italy.

Hello All!

Each time I write, I hope I can do so from Italy. We are five weeks to the day past the day the Italian Consulate received our visa applications (along with our passports). We saw the 7-10 days timeframe on the Consulate website. We even have a friend who received her visa in three days.

For now, Susan and I are in training, learning that waiting is the most spiritual thing we can do.

The Psalmist makes it sound easy:

“Wait for the LORD; Be strong and let your heart take courage; Yes, wait for the LORD.” (27:14)

Believe me, we want to see God’s answer in the form of visas in hand and our flight to our new place to serve in Padova. There is an element to waiting on God that I don’t do very well. Standing firmly, quietly, at the ready while God gets me ready.

See if this verse helps make my point clearer:

“We look to the LORD our God for his mercy, just as servants keep their eyes on their master, as a slave girl watches her mistress for the slightest signal.” (Psalm 123:2)

So, as we wait on Italy to approve our visas, Susan and I stand at attention, our eyes on our Master, content to be near Him, recalibrating our ears to His voice, and staying open to serve Him where we are…as we wait.

 

Thank you for praying for Susan and me as we wait on our visas and wait on our God.

Rick

Bicycles and Turks

Our church has a process that helps Christ-followers build friendships, grow, and get involved. Our V301 is the “how do I see God in my life” track. Session Seven is when we learn about Prayer as a Gift to others, and I always start by asking God to show us who we should pray for (I’m thinking someone in the course will want prayer for something – safe bet!)

Each time, God answers this prayer and we have seen refreshing and healing for someone before the study ends.

This week was a fresh surprise.

Near the end of the evening, a young man walked by the front door pushing his bike. My first response was to send the biggest guy in the group to check it out and lock the door if needed.

He invited him in instead.

But, since we helped 50 or so international students with transportation through our All Nations Cafe outreach, he wanted to turn in or sell his bike, since he was flying out the next morning.

The amazing God-story unfolded. One man bought his bike, then gave him a ride home. Another gave him a preview of what we were studying. One of the ladies asked him to pull up a chair. (Remember: Turk. Islam. Not typically looking for a Bible circle to join.)

By the end of the evening, we knew about our study and why we meet. He moved from stand-offish and into the circle. We told him how God was going to use him in his nation and within his family to be a blessing. We prayed for him that Isa (that’s Jesus in Arabic) would reveal himself and cause him to long for and know Him. And we sent him back to Turkey to be a blessing to his nation.

Afterwards, on the ride back to his hotel, the report is that he was amazed at what we were doing. It was memorable.

And he sold his bike. But the bike isn’t what we really knew he came for. He was an answer to prayer. And our faith soared for him and his wonderful nation!

 

 

 

Choosing to be a church that says … the Kingdom of Heaven is like…

A new book on how to write your “vision statement” is born every three seconds.

I’m exaggerating. But, there are a lot of plans on how to “cast the vision” as business leaders and church leaders and NPO execs.

Here’s my take (this came out of the rich environment for thought that our pastoral staff meetings are!)

How about this. We are a church (or non-profit, or business) that does things that say to our culture “the Kingdom of Heaven is like…”

Here’s an example:

The Kingdom of Heaven is like a plate of lasagna around which an international student who doesn’t have the vocabulary to relate to God sees the love of Jesus in the eyes of those who serve her and listen to her story. For she is readying her heart for the new birth.

Or, the Kingdom of Heaven is like the brew of freshly ground coffee that has the aroma of friendship and a safe place to explore what it means to follow Jesus. For his search for God draws near.

Or, the Kingdom of Heaven is like a living room couch where seekers of Truth can rest, let God speak through Scripture and friends, and find healing.

Or my favorite, the Kingdom of Heaven is like a well-run soundboard that causes the voices and instruments to blend in beautiful worship in order to confront with the grace and power of the Holy Spirit those whose lives are in disharmony.

Today, I changed my personal vision statement.

Rick