Saturday 23 December 2017

Immanuel revisited

Therefore the Lord himself will give you a sign. Behold, the virgin shall conceive and bear a son, and shall call his name Immanuel (Isaiah 7:14 ESV)

God tells King Ahaz that He will send him a sign. A virgin would find herself pregnant. This is such a surprising picture that scholars over the ages have tried to argue that the word simply means “young woman”, not “virgin”. However, careful analysis suggests that this word was perhaps the handiest one that our author could have found to describe such a person. Astoundingly, she will go on to bear a son while still a virgin and will have a ready-made name for Him,

“Immanuel ... God with us”.

God with us” – or, perhaps, “May God be with us”. A cry of despair, perhaps, of a young woman who found herself pregnant and felt that she was about to be publicly shamed? But a cry of alarm would hardly fit the description of someone in receipt of a sign from God, a special, startling message that would make a king sit up and take notice. No, here is somebody who, quite outside the usual order of nature, is pregnant by God’s plan and design without having known a man. What is she going to call this portentous child? This is nothing other than a work of God. This is “God with us”.

Matthew’s account of the birth of Jesus (1:18-25) tells us that God dwelling with His people is at the heart of Christmas. Quoting Isaiah 7:14, Matthew points us to Jesus as fulfilling it. This is the One about whom an angel spoke to Mary’s husband-to-be Joseph when he told him that the child would be born by the power of the Holy Spirit for the purpose of being our Saviour. So important is this truth to Matthew that he echoes the Isaiah verse again, right at the end of the gospel, when he quotes the risen Jesus’s words to His disciples:

And behold, I am with you always, to the end of the age” (Matt. 28:20).

I, Jesus, am “God with you” – this time by my Holy Spirit.

A Scottish preacher once used these words in a prayer:

He came a long road tae find us, and a sore travail He had afore He set us free.”

Has the truth of the huge distance in time and space which God covered to find you and transform you really dawned on you yet?

May you have a truly blessed and meaningful Christmas and much to celebrate in this coming year of grace 2018.

Thursday 14 December 2017

Your Invisible Battle

“I will put enmity between you and the woman,
and between your offspring and her offspring;
he shall bruise your head,
and you shall bruise his heel” (Genesis 3:15 ESV)


These words, not long past the start of the Bible, are often regarded as the first inklings of the great news of salvation which came to fruition in the birth, life, death and resurrection of Jesus Christ. They are often used near the beginning of services of lessons and carols to mark the opening of the unfolding gospel story.

The serpent has induced Eve (and, through her, Adam) to rebel against God by eating fruit which He has forbidden to them. God has found them out and now pronounces sentence, first to the serpent, then to Eve, then to Adam. The words above are said to the serpent. They predict a battle between his descendants and the woman’s, spanning the generations. They suggest that the woman’s offspring will win, ultimately delivering a fatal blow to the spawn of the serpent.

As this year closes I have been looking at an extraordinary passage in the very last book of the Bible, Revelation. It comes in chapter 12. A pregnant woman with a heavenly crown including twelve stars is about to give birth to a male child. A great red dragon confronts her, eagerly awaiting the birth so that he can devour the child.

The woman is not the iconic Virgin with Child of the postage stamp but most likely Israel, and the twelve stars are the twelve tribes of Israel. The man child is the Messiah to whom Israel gives rise. The dragon is His enemy and ours, the Devil. Happily the Messiah, Jesus Christ, will win.

We are too little aware of the unseen spiritual war that is going on around us.

It reminds me of something I experienced years ago. It was in connection with the security of the manse I was going to live in when I moved to Banbury as a minister. Unknown to me, a church official had long since directed that security bolts be fitted to the windows of the manse.

One week I was away on holiday. I had dutifully activated the security bolts before I left. Thieves at some stage tried to get in. The security was just enough. There was one weak point where they probed very hard indeed, but they didn’t get in. A battle to make my property more burglar-proof had been won - though I did not even know till later that it had taken place.

There is a spiritual battle going on around each one of us that is every bit as real. We may never suspect the unseen forces that are trying to destroy us and our interests. Yet they are absolutely real. Let nobody kid you that Satan doesn’t exist.

Believe also in the existence of a God of battles who fights for you. His Son, Jesus, prays for us, that our “faith may not fail” (Luke 22:32). And the praying Saviour is the Saviour who wins - despite the fact that He seemed to be defeated on the cross.

Do you know the battle that is going on around you? Your children? Your friends and family? Take nothing for granted.

Don’t ever underestimate the strength, the cunning, the determination of Satan. But also don’t overestimate how vulnerable Jesus seems to be. Satan may be the comeback kid, but our Jesus always has the last word.

Salvation to God
Who sits on the throne!
Let all cry aloud,
And honour the Son:
The praises of Jesus,
The angels proclaim,
Fall down on their faces
And worship the Lamb.


Charles Wesley (1707-1788)

And to end with the words of Revelation 11:15 that Handel harnessed so magnificently in the Messiah:

“The kingdom of the world has become the kingdom of our Lord and of his Christ, and he shall reign forever and ever.”

Saturday 25 November 2017

Giving a Lifetime Away


I’ve now reached the stage where I’m disposing of all the tackle I’ve carted around with me for decades. I've come to see it as a real waste of space.

There’s very little that I keep merely out of sentiment; I am simply not the sentimental type. Rather I peer into the storage boxes from time to time and reason, “This could come in handy sometime – I’d better hang on to it“. Utility is normally my only compelling excuse for clinging onto something.

Sometimes this keeping of things because they might be needed one day turns out to be wise. In my present home and circumstances I’ve been more fulfilled and involved in many ways than I have been for decades. I find myself trotting out garden tools that have been sitting around uselessly for all those years. Now at last they really come into their own. I think how foolish I would have been to give them away at a time when my garden was small and I didn’t have the energy to work it anyway. Many other tools, gadgets and devices, however, have had their day and are just gathering dust.

I could try to make money out of them – monetise, as they call it – by selling them on eBay, but frankly I just can’t be bothered. There is an easy way to dispose of them and that is the impressive series of jumble sales that is going on at the Village Hall Saturday after Saturday in the run-up to Christmas. What is to me a discarded piece of junk may well turn out to be somebody’s ideal Christmas present or just fit right in their scheme of things.

All sorts of Bible texts come to mind as I carry out this reassessment of my possessions and shed all this formerly precious stuff:

“... we brought nothing into the world, and we cannot take anything out of the world” (1 Timothy 6:7 ESV)

“Martha, Martha, you are anxious and troubled about many things, but one thing is necessary” (Luke 10:41-42)

“... let us also lay aside every weight, and sin which clings so closely, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, looking to Jesus …” (Hebrews 12:1-2)

And so it goes on.

There may be the odd thing that I really end up missing. I think of a particular book I gave away that I suddenly find I could do with having back. Yet 99% of the time I simply don’t miss the stuff that I hoarded so assiduously for so long.

Another way of getting rid of clutter like papers, photos and books is to digitise it. I have spent hours scanning and storing photos on disk, where they take up no space at all. The other storage which takes up no physical space is what stored in your mind. If I can treasure up Bible passages and hymns in my memory, I have a really useful store that I can draw on at need. It enables me to think healthy thoughts and perhaps say helpful words.

Even memory needs a certain amount of housekeeping and management, though. There are bad memories that I wish to chase away. Jesus teaches us that it is then important immediately to fill the available (mental) space with good things. May He grant that what is uppermost in my mind when I reach my last is wholesome thoughts as I prepare to receive His welcome beyond the river.

Saturday 11 November 2017

Comfort

The Our Daily Bread notes one morning recently reminded me of an important truth about the word comfort”. 

The story was about someone who emerged from an operation in a highly agitated state. This person had a breathing tube down his throat and his arms were restrained by the side of him in order to stop him pulling the vital tube out. With the stress of it all he was shaking and struggling. Then a nurse came and, to his surprise, held his hand. It was a gentle gesture which had a most powerful effect. The man calmed down straight away.

The word “comfort is not just about soothing someone. It has more to do with empowering and strengthening them.

It reminded me of an illustration from the Bayeux Tapestry, the massive, 68-metre-long piece of embroidery that takes the viewer through the story of the Norman Conquest of England, culminating in the Battle of Hastings on 14 October 1066.

During that event, an unexplained fit of panic set in among the Norman knights, causing them to flee in disorder. The battle threatened to turn against the Normans. Then a Norman bishop, who had a club in his hand because he was not allowed to wield a spear, rode up and prodded some of the knights in the back, encouraging them to turn around, face the foe and attack again. It proved to be the turning point in the battle.

The caption above it literally reads, “Bishop Odo is ‘comforting his lads.” We plainly see that the original meaning of the word which we know as “comfort” is to encourage someone, to spur them on to new ventures.

The word “comfort” is used some 80 times in the Bible. Try reading it with its original meaning of “encourage” and see what picture it gives you. The apostle Paul keeps repeating it deliberately in his second letter to the Christians at Corinth:

Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our affliction, so that we may be able to comfort those who are in any affliction, with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God. For as we share abundantly in Christ's sufferings, so through Christ we share abundantly in comfort too. If we are afflicted, it is for your comfort and salvation; and if we are comforted, it is for your comfort, which you experience when you patiently endure the same sufferings that we suffer. Our hope for you is unshaken, for we know that as you share in our sufferings, you will also share in our comfort (2 Corinthians 1:3-7 ESV, emphasis mine).

In the original language, this gives a picture of somebody coming alongside someone else (rather than riding up behind them!) and speaking to them words which will spur them on to take courage.


Jesus Christ wishes to encourage you to take heart and walk confidently through life with Him today. In turn, you may be able to encourage someone else who is struggling by telling them His story and giving them His message.

Sunday 29 October 2017

Time

I write this on the evening the clocks are due to change. I always remember which way it goes by means of the old saying, “Spring forward, Fall back“. In the Spring the clocks go forward one hour; in the Fall, or Autumn, they go back an hour and many of us feel the benefit: we gain an hour of precious night‘s sleep.

Our earthbound human race is one that is trapped in time. This is very significant because we have a God who is outside time. That much is made clear in the book of Revelation, which I am preaching about in our Sunday services at the moment. God in Christ is the First and the Last, and the Living One – the Alpha and Omega or, in modern lettering, the A and the Z. Past, present and future are all alike before God’s gaze at any one time.

If we thought about it, we would love to be able to step outside of time. Time can be a very frustrating commodity. It may hang heavy for us. On the other hand, it may move too fast for us. We often wish there were 25 hours in the day and eight days in the week because our work is never done.

It seems to me that one of the advantages that Jesus left to one side when He came from heaven to this earth was the advantage of being outside of time. As a citizen of earth He learned the frustrations that are second nature to us. He was no doubt anxious to get going on the mission God His Father had given Him to do – though he had to wait for the right time to embark upon it. Towards the end of His earthly ministry, He had to wait day after agonising day anticipating the unspeakable horror of the coming crucifixion.

And taking with him Peter and the two sons of Zebedee, he began to be sorrowful and troubled. Then he said to them, “My soul is very sorrowful, even to death; remain here, and watch with me.” And going a little farther he fell on his face and prayed, saying, “My Father, if it be possible, let this cup pass from me; nevertheless, not as I will, but as you will.” Matthew 26:37-39 ESV

I can spot just two consolations for our Saviour in the midst of this long-drawn-out agony. One is that He would never be seen to become aged and lose His vigour (in human terms). In a few weeks’ time we shall hear the Ode to the Fallen, the young victims of two world wars, read out:

They grow not old, as we who are left grow old;
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn;
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.


But infinitely greater for our Saviour would be the fact that He could shout at the very end, “It is finished” - “Mission accomplished”. The salvation of millions who have put their trust in Him was sealed and delivered by those two words. It would have been worth every tormenting minute as far as Jesus was concerned. If you make Him your trust, that’s one more soul added to the worth of it. Eternity will not be long enough to contain the joy.

Sunday 15 October 2017

Forecasting the Weather

And the Pharisees and Sadducees came, and to test him they asked him to show them a sign from heaven. He answered them, “When it is evening, you say, ‘It will be fair weather, for the sky is red.’ And in the morning, ‘It will be stormy today, for the sky is red and threatening.’ You know how to interpret the appearance of the sky, but you cannot interpret the signs of the times. An evil and adulterous generation seeks for a sign, but no sign will be given to it except the sign of Jonah.” So he left them and departed. Matthew 16:1-4 ESV
 

Weather apps are very popular on smartphones. There are many to choose from and I have quite a selection on my equipment. I often act as though that entitles me to be an instant expert, somebody who can accurately predict the weather for whatever events people are concerned about. To my frustration, I end up finding that everybody seems to know what the weather is going to do except me!

The apps let me down constantly. I ditch them in disgust and then put them back in case I was a little too hasty. In fact I have discovered that the forecast details can be taken in several different ways, and I am going on a course to try to understand how to interpret them more accurately.


Our Bible reading refers to a piece of weather lore that has been tried and tested over the course of many centuries. “Red sky at night – shepherd’s delight; red sky in the morning – shepherd’s warning.” Scientists have demonstrated that the old proverb can be backed up scientifically.


The Jewish experts in the law clearly knew about this saying and used it effectively. However, they were much less spot-on when it came to interpreting the signs of the times. In Jesus, God’s activity was manifest right in front of them and they just could not see it.
Jesus perceived that it was not out of stupidity or lack of imagination that they failed to see the obvious. It was simply because they were perverse and didn’t want to see. 


They have their counterparts today who simply will not accept clear, evident facts because of fear and prejudice. They have a vested interest in promoting lies and fantasies. They are unwilling to accept the truth because it will expose their weaknesses and make them look stupid.

Some may imagine I am referring to those who don’t accept evolution or climate change. In fact I am thinking of quite different groups: those who are in denial about the abuse of vulnerable people in our society; those who refuse to see evil in the culture of some minority groups because they are afraid of the charge of discrimination.


Jesus told the Jewish leaders that, if they would only let the facts speak for themselves, they would accept that He was God’s Messiah. I am willing to do that. Are you?

Saturday 23 September 2017

Babble

Have you ever tried to learn a language?

Languages have, I suppose, been my thing ever since childhood. This is despite the fact that I can easily become tongue-tied, even in speaking English!


I am still picking up new ones. Currently I am having a go at Welsh, and discovering how a language which is on my doorstep can be so very different from my own.

When learning a language I see myself as trying to pick up some of the pieces that were left behind after Babel. The story of Babel is found in Genesis Chapter 11. Some scholars think that this story reflects the rise of cities in ancient civilisations. They believe that our original ancestors lived in very small and scattered communities, with their backs to the wall in the constant battle against Nature. Babel reflects a time when the emerging groups deliberately banded together to form great cities with imposing structures, thus attempting to stamp their authority on both Nature and the people who lived in their neighbourhood.

Those who planned to build the city of Babel wanted to include a massive tower with its top in heaven. While uniting for their own protection, they were overreaching themselves and looking away from God as the true provider of their safety and security.

God is recorded as coming down to look at their city and the tower which they had built. He said,

“Behold, they are one people, and they all have one language, and this is only the beginning of what they will do. And nothing that they propose to do will now be impossible for them. Come, let us go down and there confuse their language, so that they may not understand one another’s speech” (Genesis 12:7 ESV).

It may not be a mere coincidence that “Babel” and “babble” look similar. Some in ancient times called those who spoke outlandish tongues “barbarians”, which meant they uttered babbling, incomprehensible sounds.

Going back to the Babel story, we read that God dispersed the would-be tower-builders from there over the face of all the earth, and they left off building the city. I reckon He made a good job of confusing the language at Babel. There is now virtually nothing which all the world’s languages can be said to have in common. Yet at one glorious point in time God openly reversed what He had done at Babel as a sign to all of us about what He will achieve. That moment was the sending of the Holy Spirit on Jesus’s followers at Jerusalem after the Saviour’s resurrection.

“When the day of Pentecost arrived, they were all together in one place. And suddenly there came from heaven a sound like a mighty rushing wind, and it filled the entire house where they were sitting. And divided tongues as of fire appeared to them and rested on each one of them. And they were all filled with the Holy Spirit and began to speak in other tongues as the Spirit gave them utterance.
Now there were dwelling in Jerusalem Jews, devout men from every nation under heaven. And at this sound the multitude came together, and they were bewildered, because each one was hearing them speak in his own language” (Acts 2:1-6).


Whether in jumbling up languages or bringing them together again in mighty power, God leaves us all speechless. He seeks to reunite us ... but not for any displays of human pride. It is His choice to scatter us in confusion or to unite us in Christ.

Thursday 14 September 2017

Home from home

One of the joys of being single is that kind people, from time to time, let you into their lives for a while. It may be through opening their lives up to you in friendship or being a guest in their home.

Sometimes I am invited to house-sit for friends, to come and look after their home while they are away. Then they leave food and give you a chance to have a change of scene. It is an act of kindness and friendship even though you do not have their company during that time.

Of course, living for a while in someone else's home is not like being in your own. You are very much aware that you are in a space that has been formed and fashioned by others. It is their history that is all around you, not yours. But in some ways it doesn't matter to me so much. As I am the only occupant at my home address, there are limits to what I can do by way of homebuilding. When I leave the bungalow to go on holiday I haven't exactly left behind a place with my own stamp on it.

Thus, when I return, it will be to roof over my head, the place where I store my things, rather than being "home" in the sense of a family home. So that makes the experience of being in somebody else's home quite a novelty. I see their interests displayed in every room: their hobbies, the pictures and photographs of ones they love. The wife in the home where I go is a keen gardener and the garden is colourful and beautiful; it has her imprint all over it. I particularly love relaxing in the family's sun lounge, where even more plants are growing in profusion.

My experience reminds me of my Saviour when He was on earth. Jesus said that the Son of Man has nowhere to lay His head. Even foxes have their holes and birds their nests, but He, the Lord of all, with a right to feel at home anywhere in the universe, is denied that advantage while on the earth. He too was blessed by the hospitality of others: various prominent women of the neighbourhood undertook to look after Him, to give Him somewhere to stay and to meet His needs. He never allowed Himself to forget the blessing of their hospitality. But he was acutely aware that His home was somewhere else: His home was in heaven.

I remember disappointing one lady, many years ago, when she asked me what turned out to be a trick question: where did I consider to be home? I said I didn't know; I went through a list of a number of places which had had significance for me during my life, but I wasn't sure. "Oh," she replied, "I thought you would say your home was in heaven." 

I felt intensely irritated. It seemed to me that I had been caught out and I had not come up with the expected pious answer. I had not, in other words, met expectations. I still feel uncomfortable about that to this day. Of course, it goes without saying that home for a thorough Christian is not on earth but elsewhere. We already live under a new set of neighbourhood rules, the laws of the kingdom of heaven. We have a new head of government. The King in all His beauty and majesty is close at hand all the time, running the affairs of this precious kingdom. Believers once there will never feel out of place again.

Some people comment that I often look like a lost soul wandering around. If that is a witness to my belief that this life isn't all there is and I am not earthbound, I can't be going far wrong.

Thursday 24 August 2017

If Only …

Cindy Hess Kasper’s recent article in Our Daily Bread certainly rang bells for me. She was thinking about the incident where Jesus raised Lazarus from the tomb. At first, Jesus had delayed coming when called. Mary rushed out to meet Him.

“Lord,” she moaned, “if you had been here, my brother would not have died” (John 11:32 ESV).

“If only ...”


It is the most natural reaction in the world. From a very young age we think of what might have been. I remember slipping in the bath as a child. My parents came in to rescue me. I kept crying, “I could have drowned.” The simple fact was, I didn’t, and I am still here to tell the tale.

Cindy had a memory of her own. “As we exited the parking lot, my husband slowed the car to wait for a young woman riding her bike. When Tom nodded to indicate she could go first, she smiled, waved, and rode on. Moments later, the driver from a parked SUV threw his door open, knocking the young bicyclist to the pavement. Her legs bleeding, she cried as she examined her bent-up bike.
Later, we reflected on the accident:

“’If only we had made her wait … If only the driver had looked before opening his door. If only …’ Difficulties catch us up in a cycle of second-guessing ourselves.

“’If only I had known my child was with teens who were drinking … If only we had found the cancer earlier …’

“When unexpected trouble comes,”
she comments, “we sometimes question the goodness of God. We may even feel the despair that Martha and Mary experienced when their brother died. Oh, if Jesus had only come when He first found out that Lazarus was sick!

“Like Martha and Mary, we don’t always understand why hard things happen to us. But we can rest in the knowledge that God is working out His purposes for a greater good. In every circumstance, we can trust the wisdom of our faithful and loving God.”


I feel grateful to Cindy for drawing our attention to this topic. The “if only” questions display both a lack of reasoning (it is illogical to distress yourself about something that never happened) and a lack of faith. In a sense, Mary’s sister Martha belatedly showed more faith than her sibling. She too lamented,

“Lord, if you had been here, my brother would not have died,”

but she then added,

“But even now I know that whatever you ask from God, God will give you” (John 11:21-22).

There is one “if only” that we seldom if ever give voice to, and it is the only one that should really be important to us. If we fail to put our trust in Jesus Christ as Lord and Saviour, we face an eternity cut off from God. That surely is the greatest disaster of all, and one which Jesus gladly prays His heavenly Father to deliver His trusting followers from.

Saturday 12 August 2017

Be Salty

Recently my table salt ran out so I had to buy a new salt mill. It was strange how the salt seemed to have a fresh, tangy taste. They say salt shouldn’t go off, but it does seem to lose something of its edge over time.

This reminds me of two passages in the Bible in particular.

You are the salt of the earth, but if salt has lost its taste, how shall its saltiness be restored? It is no longer good for anything except to be thrown out and trampled under people's feet.
You are the light of the world. A city set on a hill cannot be hidden. Nor do people light a lamp and put it under a basket, but on a stand, and it gives light to all in the house. In the same way, let your light shine before others, so that they may see your good works and give glory to your Father who is in heaven. Matthew 5:13-16 ESV

Walk in wisdom toward outsiders, making the best use of the time. Let your speech always be gracious, seasoned with salt, so that you may know how you ought to answer each person. Colossians 4:5-6


Jesus tells His disciples, “You are the salt of the earth.” This is often used of people who have lived long in their communities and are looked up to as productive, reliable and worthy. I often think that about older folk I look back on in our churches. Often they came to know Jesus as their Saviour when young, and had a lot of experience of Christian living. Yet too often you just got the feeling that something had come adrift somewhere. It wasn’t that they had turned their backs on Jesus or were becoming gross sinners. It might show in one of two opposite ways. Either the older person would speak his or her mind, regardless of who was going to be hurt, or else everything seemed to wash over them. They weren’t prepared to be critical about things that were wrong in their community or in the church.

You feel that older, experienced Christians should be the first to notice when a church or a leader was slipping into apostasy - being a bully, perhaps, or neglecting truth. Sadly, when you hoped they would be the first to voice concern, they would frequently wave the issue away with “Oh, well, that’s the way things are nowadays; you’ve got to make allowances”. No, we shouldn’t, if something is against God’s word in the Bible.

“To grow old is to change often, because we live in a changing world,” one very elderly preacher commented as he gave his “swan song” at the local preachers’ meeting. His younger colleagues drank in his every word. It sounded like wisdom based on maturity, and perhaps it was, up to a point. But we are not to change with every fashion. That way we become insipid and lose our tang.

I am a Christian now because a perceptive minister did not go with the flow. Most people around me were thinking to themselves, “We must humour Timothy; he is a promising young leader.” The older man challenged me straight out. “Your thinking is just like that of a run-of-the-mill Western philosopher. You do not think the way the Bible does.” That night I knew I was in the wrong and gave my life over to Christ.

If Jesus is more important to you than the world is, be salty. Be prepared, humbly and prayerfully, to speak out when appropriate. Above all, make sure to keep your keen edge. Jesus did. It may just help somebody.

Wednesday 26 July 2017

Fake News


Hospital staff, simply trying to do their job, have enough to contend with without receiving death threats.

I was shocked – though perhaps not overly surprised – to hear of such a campaign against staff at Great Ormond Street Hospital in London. The hospital was then involved in a legal battle to allow the tragic little youngster Charlie Gard to die with dignity. At the time, Charlie’s distraught parents contested the move. They had hopes of productive treatment, even though this was very much of a long shot. The march of time seems to have resolved the situation but, at that point, it was causing an enormous media stir.

Anyone can sympathise with Charlie’s parents. It is impossible to imagine what they have been going through. The passions raised in the white heat of the arguments back and forth are equally understandable. Yet I shake my head in wonder as to how we have reached a point where hospital staff can be threatened with death over the issue. For all I know, those who were put to such distress had no connection with the proceedings.

The words “Fake News” came to mind. The internet, along with other media, allows contentious, inflammatory material to circulate with great ease. This is a day when all sorts of people with warped values can have a platform to reach and influence thousands of the gullible. They guide them to put totally uncalled-for constructions on emotive events.

It was less possible in the past. If you wanted to write a book or article to go out to the masses, you normally had to find someone to publish it, someone with a good name to maintain. There was thus at least an element of cross-checking or “moderating”. This restraint has long gone. Anyone can air his or her views to their heart’s content. Those views have to be very extreme and dangerous for a moderator to intervene and take them down.

They are therefore much read and, for the undiscerning, become the authoritative truth. This is a most dangerous state of affairs. For perhaps millions of people, the boundary between truth and lies has become so blurred as to be non-existent.

I am impressed by the number of references in the Bible to the truth. The Lord Jesus embodies the truth: He is the way and the truth and the life, John 14:6. He is, after all, sent by God the Father who “cannot lie”, Titus 1:2 KJV.

The Spirit of Jesus is the Spirit of Truth:

When the Spirit of truth comes, he will guide you into all the truth, for he will not speak on his own authority, but whatever he hears he will speak, and he will declare to you the things that are to come. He will glorify me, for he will take what is mine and declare it to you. All that the Father has is mine; therefore I said that he will take what is mine and declare it to you (John 16:13-15 ESV).

I find that particularly impressive because it is all so easy for a preacher to rant away, claiming the inspiration of the Holy Spirit while in fact spouting a string of prejudices that are the product of his own imagination – or worse, his desire to manipulate others. The Lord Jesus promised His followers that His Spirit would come. Like Jesus Himself, the Spirit would not “speak on his own authority, but whatever he hears he will speak” – whatever He hears, that is, from God the Father.

This is a day and age when lies threaten to rule the world. Decent, innocent people may well be ruined, and even die, as a result. You and I need to be warriors for truth.

Tuesday 11 July 2017

Ancient Lessons from the Garden


An Our Daily Bread article by Sheridan Voysey immediately made me think back to a recent visit to the famous Kew Gardens in London. For me, that trip was the fulfilment of a long-standing ambition ... but I little thought I would learn a Bible lesson in the process!

Voysey writes:

"Last spring I decided to cut down the rose bush by our back door. In the three years we’d lived in our home, it hadn’t produced many flowers, and its ugly, fruitless branches were now creeping in all directions.


"But life got busy, and my gardening plan got delayed. It was just as well—only a few weeks later that rose bush burst into bloom like I’d never seen before. Hundreds of big white flowers, rich in perfume, hung over the back door, flowed into our yard, and showered the ground with beautiful petals.


"My rose bush’s revival reminded me of Jesus’s parable of the fig tree in Luke 13:6–9.”

This passage goes,

A man had a fig tree planted in his vineyard, and he came seeking fruit on it and found none. And he said to the vinedresser, ‘Look, for three years now I have come seeking fruit on this fig tree, and I find none. Cut it down. Why should it use up the ground?’ And he answered him, ‘Sir, let it alone this year also, until I dig around it and put on manure. Then if it should bear fruit next year, well and good; but if not, you can cut it down’” (Luke 13:6-9 ESV).

“In Israel,” Voysey continues, “it was customary to give fig trees three years to produce fruit. If they didn’t, they were cut down so the soil could be better used. In Jesus’s story, a gardener asks his boss to give one particular tree a fourth year to produce. In context (vv. 1–5), the parable implies this: The Israelites hadn’t lived as they should, and God could justly judge them. But God is patient and had given extra time for them to turn to Him, be forgiven, and bloom.


"God wants all people to flourish and has given extra time so that they can. Whether we are still journeying toward faith or are praying for unbelieving family and friends, His patience is good news for all of us."


An incident on my Kew Gardens trip brought Jesus’ parable vividly home to me. We were given a walking tour during which we were shown an old tree, a cross between an English and a European oak. The walk leader explained to us that the tree had not grown particularly well over 200 years but had been uprooted in the violent storm of 1987. 


To the astonishment of the gardeners, the stricken tree seemed to be doing rather well. After some head-scratching, they worked out that the roots were gaining precious nitrogen from the air, a nutrient they had long been denied in the impacted soil that surrounded the tree.


Once the tree had been righted and re-planted, the gardeners made a point of loosening the soil around its base every year. This worked wonders for the health of the plant. They decided it was a policy they should follow with their other trees.


It struck me that familiarity with the Bible story would have taught the staff that lesson already. Nonetheless, we must not overlook the main lesson for the tender plants which are our spiritual lives. God is patient with us, 


“not wishing that any should perish, but that all should reach repentance” (2 Peter 3:9).


That patience is not endless. We should be real about the danger of complete shipwreck that we are in, and about the greatness of the gift God offers us in the sacrifice of the Lord Jesus Christ. Far be it from us to try His patience.

Monday 26 June 2017

Wisdom


Another stint of guest house ministry in North Wales draws near. I’ve been working on that most intriguing of Bible books, Ecclesiastes, as the subject.

To understand Ecclesiastes you need to know what the Bible thinks about wisdom. Although King Solomon is not named as the author of the book, he is usually linked with it. He is also connected with Proverbs and the Song of Solomon (Song of Songs). These, plus a few psalms and some books which never made it into the Hebrew Bible, constitute the Wisdom Literature. Yet the wisdom in them does not always chime in with what we today usually think of as “wise”. This word nowadays makes us think of the times when Sergeant Wilson in Dad’s Army discreetly advises Captain Mainwaring, who is about to embark on some madcap scheme, “Do you think that wise, sir?”

Solomon had a reputation for being “wise” that spread throughout the Middle East. The Queen of Sheba arrived at his sumptuous royal court, curious to find out what this reputation was based on, and was not disappointed. The story goes that two loose women turned up one day to ask Solomon for judgment regarding a baby. One came with a tale about them both having a baby within three days of each other. The second woman accidentally overlaid her baby one night and it suffocated to death. She surreptitiously swapped this baby for the other woman’s living one. The first woman saw the dead baby in the morning and knew that it was not hers. The other woman, of course, said this was a lie.

Solomon calmly ordered that the living child should be carved in two and shared out between the women. The true mother of the living child exclaimed,

Oh, my lord, give her the living child, and by no means put him to death” (1 Kings 3:26 ESV)

The other, though, was content for the gruesome solution to be put into effect. Solomon recognised that the genuine mother would yearn for her child come what may. He gave his judgment:

Give the living child to the first woman, and by no means put him to death; she is his mother.”

However clever the story, we would normally think of Solomon’s strategy as hugely irresponsible and therefore unwise in our terms.

My researches turned up some other surprising facts about wisdom in the Bible.

  • It is not always moral. It seems that a special class of wise men or women developed during the period of the kings. See Jeremiah 18:18. This verse seems to reveal that the “wisdom of the wise” can be manipulated and used against God’s true servants.
  • It is sometimes shown in skills and gifts that we would normally think of simply as natural abilities. It is manifested in the skill of those who performed the art and craft work involved in the making of the priests’ robes and the construction of the Tabernacle (Exodus 31:1-11). Professions as diverse as mourning at funerals (Jeremiah 9:17) and work with ships (Ezekiel 27:8-9) required wisdom.
  • Though an abstract quality, it takes on personality, Proverbs 8. This description could be pointing forward to Jesus or it may simply be the Hebrew trait of visualizing abstract ideas in a very physical way. Certainly wisdom’s pre-Creation existence makes us think of God’s infinitely wise plan, made before we ever came on the scene, to redeem us and give us eternal life in His Son.
At root, wisdom is down-to-earth. Somebody attempted a working definition of wisdom like this:

Wisdom is intensely practical, not theoretical. Basically, wisdom is the art of being successful, of forming the correct plan to gain the desired results. Its seat is the heart, the centre of moral and intellectual decision.”

The NIV Thematic Study Bible defines human wisdom thus:

The human quality which enables the planning and successful achievement of a desired goal. It may be expressed as technical skill, practical instruction and astuteness in political affairs. True wisdom includes spiritual discernment and, above all, the reverence and knowledge of God.”

The death of Jesus on the cross to save sinners is described as wisdom. Blasphemy as far as the Jews are concerned, sheer folly to the Greeks, to those who believe it is the power and wisdom of God (1 Corinthians 1:24). In the 18th century, Charles Wesley wrote a beautiful hymn about wisdom. The last verse goes like this:

Happy the man who wisdom gains,
Thrice happy who his guest retains;
He owns, and shall forever own,
Wisdom, and Christ, and heaven are one.