It seems easier to comprehend a God of the grand and monumental but what of the random and trivial?
Can I make a decision that He does not know?
Can the wind change the course of His intentions?
Can my decision alter His plan?
Can circumstances accumulate beyond His control?
My day will be filled with thousands of decisions, some are recognizable as consequencial but most are not even acknowledged as a decision.
Every decision is a dalliance with the future. We speculate against the opaqueness of uncertainty.
How silly it is to play a blind prophet when we have One who controls it all? He knows how our individual minds work. He knows the clouds that impede our thoughts and reasoning. He has given us wisdom, knowledge, and reasoning. He has given us prayer.
Why do we become undone when decisions come? Could it be that fear has shackled out minds at one of life’s respites because we cannot peer beyond the bend?
Good decision making does not remove uncertainty. It merely enables our minds to live with it. However, we usually live with uncertainty in the most unrighteous of ways. We glorify the decisive decision makers. We heap prestige upon the visionaries who appear prophetic of future’s prospects.
Yet, we ignore the One who holds uncertainty’s tolls.
Believers should display our belief in the most practical of ways, by how we decide. I suggest that righteousness displayed in decisiveness shows glorious godliness.
This is my suggestion on how a Christian should decide:
Pray
Use your mind; use your knowledge and wisdom. They are gifts of God for this purpose.
Pray some more.
Ensure you are on solid Biblical ground and walking in the Spirit.
Pray some more.
Ask for wise counsel. The body of Christ is our gift for this purpose.
Pray some more.
Weigh the cost. Weigh the benefits.
Pray some more.
Make the decision and then trust.
Our decision making should not display anxiety and apprehension. Our decision making should not be indecisive. A righteous decider should display belief. Belief that nothing is beyond God’s power. Belief that God is a good Father. Belief that God knows me down to the dwindling hairs on my head. Belief that the Spirit of God has been participating in this decision that I am making.
Belief that in Christ, I cannot make a bad decision.
I can make a righteous decision that may not turn out as I had hoped or planned, but that doesn’t mean it was incorrect to God.
I can make a righteous decision that may result in all sorts of unfortunate, unintended consequences, but that doesn’t mean it’s a mess that God has to clean up.
I can make a decision that displays my faith and confidently live in all the consequences because God holds the past, present, and future.
“Blessed be the Lord, the God of Israel, who alone does wondrous things. Blessed be his glorious name forever; may the whole earth be filled with his glory!” Psalm 72:18-19
The following is a devotion I was allowed to share with students at a recent NCFCA National Open tournament in Spokane, WA. I hope you find it encouraging.
I have been reading a book by Andy Grove, former CEO of Intel, called “High Output Management”. It is not a Christian book and I don’t know if Andy Grove was a Christian. This is, as the title suggests, a book on management.
I read a statement in his book regarding the manufacturing process that I found profound enough to post it on Instagram (@blom.jd), which is the true measurement of a quote. I believe this singular sentence encapsulates a truth that goes beyond the production of widgets or the motivation of employees. He stated:
A common rule we should always try to heed is to detect and fix any problem in a production process at the lowest-value stage possible.
Obviously, the context of his statement is manufacturing. Simply, it is better to remedy a problem as close to the raw materials of a manufacturing process as possible. It really is a common-sense statement. It is always better to discover a problem before you make continued investments of time, money, intellect, and a myriad of resources.
However, there is a universality of this simple principle that goes beyond business. Simply change the words, production process, and you may see a much wider application.
A common rule we should always try to heed is to detect and fix a problem in our relationships, friendships, school studies, debate case, speeches, at the lowest-value stage possible. Doesn’t that make sense?
When is the best time to dump a problematic debate case or a cluttered speech?
At the last tournament, after you have invested much time and effort or
before the season even begins?
Obviously, it will be far better to address the problem before the season starts,
at the lowest-value stage.
It makes sense.
This morning I look out and see a crowd of individuals who are at a very low-value stage. Now, don’t be offended; “he called me low-value”. I did not. I am observing that most of you are at the beginning of your potential. You are at the starting line of a myriad of different paths. Soon, you will be making massive investments in the subsequent steps on your individual paths that we call life.
Therefore, is it not sensible to try to detect and
fix any problems at this early stage in your life?
I can tell you as a middle-aged man who has had to address problems later in life, at “higher value” stages of life, that it gets much more difficult and messy the longer you wait to address a problem. Therefore, my first advice to you this morning is to live by the simple principle:
It is far better to detect and fix problems when they are small and manageable,
before they become difficult and messy problems.
My next advice is associated with how to detect and fix these small problems in our lives, which leads me to another book I am reading, the Complete works of Jonathan Edwards. The other day I posted this quote from my readings to Instagram.
Let us endeavor to obtain, and increase in, a sensibleness of our great dependence on God, to have our eye to him alone, to mortify a self-dependent and self-righteous disposition.
I look out upon you all this morning, and I see the sovereign hand of God. I see a generation being raised in the power of the Holy Spirit for the challenges of a time yet to come. I see excellence elicited, skills sharpened, intellect ignited for what, I do not know but I do know that it is for a purpose.
This is all for a purpose.
Therefore, I implore you this morning hear Jonathan Edwards’ advice because I know of few problems that have a greater potential to seep into your life and ruin all of this wonderful potential then problems from the seeds of self-dependence and self-righteousness. If you do not detect them early then they will manifest themselves later in your life, at higher-value stages, when it will be much more painful and destructive.
Take on an attitude of imperfection; continually, daily, seeking out problems before they are difficult and messy problems.
Endeavor to obtain and increase in the sensibleness of your complete dependence on God; it truly is sensible – learn what that means and increase in that understanding.
Start a practice of setting your eyes on Him alone. Learn how to control your mind.
Start a practice of mercilessly putting to death an attitude of self-dependence. You are who you are by the grace of God alone.
Prune every bud of self-righteousness, before you and others are forced to taste its bitter fruit.
I earnestly encourage you, today, to live a life that endeavors to set your mind on the things of the Spirit. Allow the Spirit today, through the grace of God, to increase your dependence on the one who has rescued your soul and be obedient to your calling.
PRAYER: Lord, I pray that you will reveal the roots of self-dependence, the buds of self-righteousness that we are harboring unaware. Show us how sensible it is to depend upon you. Empower us in our endeavor to live a life that is killing self-dependence and self-righteousness and glorifies you in all that we do. I pray this in the precious name of your Son, Jesus Christ. Amen
“The words of the Lord are pure words, like silver refined in a furnace on the ground, purified seven times.” Psalm 12:6
This past week I had the occasion to attend another NCFCA speech and debate tournament with my family. I was afforded the opportunity to be a parent judge on multiple speech and debate rounds. As a result, I had the privilege of judging the finals of the Biblical Presentation speeches.
This was the first time I had witnessed Biblical Presentation as it is a new event this year in the NCFCA. “Biblical presentation is a speech that creatively develops and presents one or two selections of scriptures in an effort to foster understanding of God’s word, deepen the speaker’s Christian faith, and encourage the listener”. NCFCA Speech
I now have a new favorite speech category. I could not get enough of these speeches. Each speech presented warmed my soul because at their core, each speech was the pure Word of God. I got to listen to approximately 80 minutes of teenagers presenting 8-10 minutes each of memorized biblical passages, word for word, in extremely engaging and creative ways.
There was one in particular that is still blessing me. The speaker was not the most creative. She did not have the most powerful or engaging voice. She did not have the most dynamic interpretation. However, she made the most significant impact on me in her 10 minutes. She presented two of her favorite passages from Isaiah in such a genuine and heart-felt manner that tears welled up in my eyes from the unadulterated beauty of God’s word.
It was almost startling to hear sacred words simply spoken. I was not preoccupied by her presentation. Her interpretation was not a distraction. On the contrary, I was drawn into the words. I was captured by the Spirit. I was renewed in the wonderful truths that filled the room with each utterance.
In recollecting that speech, I have been struck by the reality of how rare it is for us to simply hear the Word of God earnestly spoken in its entirety as the author intended. So often, we sit silently reading our Bibles or we hear a few verses read before a Pastor spends an hour telling us what they mean.
Both are needed and good so I am not being critical.
However, the presentation of Isaiah reminded me of the power of the Word of God and the benefit from simply listening to the pure words of the Lord.
PRAYER: Lord, thank you for the opportunity to hear anew the purity of your Word. Thank you for showing me the beauty of inspired scripture. I pray for all of those who are memorizing and sharing your Words through the NCFCA. I pray that you will bless each one of these competitors and write your word on their hearts. I pray that the purity of your words will abound and refine all those who hear for their enrichment and your glory. I pray this in the precious name of your Son, Jesus Christ. Amen
“My sheep hear my voice, and I know them, and they follow me. I give them eternal life, and they will never perish, and no one will snatch them out of my hand.” John 10:27
My wife and I recently were in a local appliance store. As we perused our freezer options, a cowboy sauntered in from the back of the store. I say sauntered because that is exactly how he walked. His boots making the familiar clack-tap with each step on the hardwood floor. It seemed like a slow, relaxed echo from a saloon of the old-west.
As I turned, I saw exactly what I expected to see. The epitome of a cowboy -worn cowboy boots with a little manure clinging to the heel, Wrangler jeans, large belt buckle of rodeo origin, leather vest over a western shirt, a handle-bar mustache, and a dirty black cowboy hat.
I watched him make his transaction and he sounded exactly as I expected. He talked with the cashier in a slow, western drawl, about the weather, hunting, work to be done, and the superiority of cash to credit cards as he pulled two hundred dollars of twenties from his leather wallet.
“Now, there is a unique individual”, I thought but then I immediately wondered “is he?” Could he really be my personified ideal of an individual if I knew exactly what he would look and sound like? He was the epitome of cowboy; that is not unique.
In a society that idealizes the concept of individualism, I see few examples of truly unique individuals.
The images associated with these labels that flash through our brains are probably very similar. There are stereotypes for even those who many consider the most unique of our society.
It seems that there are few truly distinct individuals and I wonder the extent to which any human lives uniquely. Even the most unique among us still end up in some stereotypical flock. We often confuse individualism with genius or exceptionalism or independence. For me, the truly unique individual is the one who lives outside the imposed influence of society in general and his own neighborhood in specific.
Yet, is that even possible? More importantly, is that a state that should be desired?
I was recently watching some videos on birds flocking.
The mesmerizing movement of these flocks make it seem like an orchestrated control over the mass. Yet, we know that the actions are the agglomeration of each animal’s individual decisions based upon a local perception of their surrounding.
Science does not know how birds flock without sheer chaos and crashes. Wayne Potts studied birds flocking in 1984. He found that the turning of flock can spread from bird to bird three times faster than any individual bird’s reaction time. This suggests that there is not much thinking occurring within each individual bird as they fly along. They are most likely responding unconsciously to the actions around them.
The most interesting explanation of this phenomenon has come through the attempts to simulate flocking in computer animation. Craig Reynolds developed three rules that are still the basis of flocking simulations:
Avoid collisions with nearby flockmates
Attempt to match the speed of nearby flockmates; collisions are unlikely if the velocity of the individuals are similar.
Attempt to stay close to the nearby flockmates; there is a stronger influence of nearby neighbors than distant members of the flock.
I wonder, if we could achieve a broader perspective, whether the activities of man would appear more like the random motion of a flock’s unconscious decisions rather than a choreographed pattern of deliberated reason.
How many times have you wondered, “how did I get here”?
Just as a bird may be baffled by how it came to alight in a field miles from its origin, I often feel swept away from principles and priorities to find myself in a cultural landscape far from my origin. We are all influenced by friends and family. We are inundated by beliefs and values through education and entertainment. It seems as if norms are cast aside without much thought or consideration.
I’m baffled by where we often find ourselves.
I wonder if we humans are more influenced by the Reynolds’ rules of flocking than we care to admit. Soren Kierkegaard referred to it as being lost to the finite, which is mindlessly following social conventions. It is accepting the current paradigm of expectations without consideration. Consider the bird in a flock; that bird probably thinks that it is acting as an individual but it is really at the mercy of those around it. That bird has lost its individuality to the finite influences of the flock.
The scary part is that the bird doesn’t even realize what it has lost
– its individuality.
Let’s use Reynolds’ rules of flocking to evaluate the individuality of our personal decision making:
Are you conflict adverse? Will you go along with ideas or activities that you don’t agree with simply because you don’t want to offend or be excluded? If your first tendency is to subjugate your actions to those of others, then you might be flocking.
Do you simply accept the ideas of experts? Do you match the actions of those you respect because surely they have thought it through? If your tendency is to receive thoughts rather than think them, then you might be flocking.
Is your identity associated with affiliations? Do you follow along with the group for fear of being left behind? If you tend to move with your community even when it is turning away from core beliefs, then you might be flocking.
Every person who has bucked these rules have found themselves outside the flock. I think that the reason we see so few true individuals is due to the fact that living outside the flock is hard. In fact, I don’t think that we were ever meant to live outside the flock.
The problem is that we often choose the wrong flock.
I believe that we created flock. We were created to flock to God. We were meant to instinctively know and follow God. The problem arises when we substitute the voice of God with the voice of man.
The truly unique individual is the one following the voice of the Shepherd because only He truly knows each person in the unique personhood. True self is only found in relationship with God.
Let’s use Reynolds’ rules of flocking to consider what flocking to God might look like:
You avoid collisions with God. You know that sin causes conflict with the Shepherd. Therefore, you strive toward obedience to the will of God in your life. If your first tendency is to subjugate your actions to God, then you’re probably flocking to your Shepherd.
You match everything to the Word of God. You don’t simply accept the ideas of others but you examine those ideas to the scriptures to see if they are true. When you match your beliefs with the Bible, collision with God are unlikely and you’re probably flocking to your Shepherd.
You strive to stay close to the leadings of the Spirit. The Shepherd takes each of us through life with many meandering turns. If your tendency is to follow even when you don’t understand, then you’re probably flocking to your Shepherd.
The Church should be a conglomeration of truly unique individuals. It should be a beautiful flow of individuals, each participating from their unique personhood revealed through their relation to the Good Shepherd.
There should be a stereotypes for those who are in Christ – the image of Christ and the Fruit of the Spirit. Unfortunately, that is often not the stereotype that Christians are known for. The problem rises from the fact that too many who profess Christ are still lost in the finite and flocking to the mentality of man.
We, as unique individuals in Christ, have the continuous task of keeping our flocking instinct focused on the correct initiator. The hardest of all tasks is to recognize when we are quietly losing our self to the influences of the world rather than influencing it.
Living as a unique individual in relation to God is rare because it is hard.
Obedience to God will result in conflict with people.
You may be hated for your refusal to follow the flow of man. “…but because you are not of the world, but I chose you out of the world, therefore the world hates you.” John 15:19b But take heart, God has overcome the world!
We will always be secure.
Following the Bible as the inspired Word of God will result in being excluded.
You may be ridiculed for clinging to traditions or supposed doctrines of bygone days. “Do you see a man who is wise in his own eyes? There is more hope for a fool than for him.” Proverbs 26:12 But take heart, we have a sure and steadfast anchor of the soul, the hope of those who through faith and patience
will inherit the promise – eternal life.
Following the path God has laid before you will result in periods of isolation.
You may find yourself abandoned and alone as others drift after the ideas of man. “I know your works. Behold, I have set before you an open door, which no one is able to shut. I know that you have but little power, and yet you have kept my word and have not denied my name.” Rev. 3:8 But take heart, we are never abandoned or forsaken. We are loved!
Living as a truly unique individual, looking to Jesus, the founder and perfecter of our faith, will be hard but the promise of the joy set before us will be so worth all that we may have to patiently endure. Keep your eye on Jesus! He will never fail you.
PRAYER: Lord, help me to truly follow you and you alone. Help me to hear you voice. Show me where I am being influenced by the ideas and opinions of people. Enable me to resist my inclinations to go along with the flock. Give me strength to stand alone. Give me endurance to stay on course to the open door that you have laid before me. Help me to keep your word. Father, I want to imitate you. I want to be a reflection of your loving kindness. I want to embody the hope that you have given me. Lord, may all I do bring glory to your name. I pray this in the precious name of your Son, Jesus Christ. Amen
“The greatest hazard of all, losing one’s self, can occur very quietly in the world, as if it were nothing at all. No other loss can occur so quietly; any other loss – an arm, a leg, five dollars, a wife, etc. – is sure to be noticed.”
― Søren Kierkegaard
“Blessed be the Lord, the God of Israel, who alone does wondrous things. Blessed be his glorious name forever; may the whole earth be filled with his glory!” Psalm 72:18-19
I have struggled for motivation to climb upon my bicycle while it is clamped into the trainer. However, I have to do something because the digits on my scale are continuing to increase inversely to the outdoors temperatures. I’ve sought may aids to curb the monotony of a cycling trainer; music, cycling training videos, Tour de France videos, sermons, audiobooks, and even stand-up comics. None has been able to keep me contentedly pedaling beyond 30 minutes.
However, I finally found my tonic for trainer tedium – Dark Matter.
My tonic is not the invisible matter constituting the majority of the universe. Mine comes from the Syfy channel. I got hooked on this story of a spaceship crew who awakens from stasis with no memory of who they are, what they have done, or why they are on board a mercenary spaceship.
I love a good story and if it is set in space, then it’s even better.
I saved watching Dark Matter as the carrot before my motionless bike. I easily pedaled through each episode as subsequent adventures revealed mysteries of forgotten pasts. I was actually starting to look forward to my time on that accursed contraption when it all came to an end.
The final episode of Season 1 successfully left me spinning on the edge of my saddle, wanting to know what will happen next. I went to click on Season 2, to spin through another episode, but made a stark discovery.
There is no Season 2.
I was done. I climbed off my bike and felt that familiar disdain for my next date with the trainer. I searched the internet to discover whether there was another season with a growing concern. I learned more about Dark Matter than I had intended. I learned about the actors and the production. I read reviews, both positive and negative. I was delighted to find that there will be another season but annoyed to know that it is only in production.
I even discovered the WordPress blog of Joseph Mallozzi – Josephmallozzi’s Weblog. He is the co-writer and creator of Dark Matter. He has a lot of behind the scene photos of the current filming of Dark Matter on his blog. I flipped through each post in my developing sense of fandom.
I learned that Dark Matter was originally a comic book that Joseph Mallozzi co-wrote. So, I did what any newly minted fan would do. I got on Amazon to see if I could buy one. I’m a little embarrassed to admit that the compilation book of all four comics should arrive in two days. I haven’t bought myself a comic book in three decades.
Don’t judge me, I’m a fan.
I find it interesting that I wasn’t really a fan of Dark Matter while Netflix held a trove of unwatched episodes.
It wasn’t until the streaming dried up that I even thought about the writer.
It wasn’t until the entertainment stopped that I began searching.
It wasn’t until I was forced to wait that I became a fan.
My reaction to Dark Matter reminded me of this quote from A.W. Pink.
I can testify to these dry seasons of the soul.
Most Christians will experience these periods of drought
if they follow Christ any length of time.
It is part of sanctification.
Have you ever wondered why we experience these periods where the river of God’s presence feels like it has dried up?
Some may say that these seasons are periods of preparation or testing or due to sin. I agree in part.
However, I wonder if dry periods are simply a process to make us into fans.
When I enter a dry period, I tend to think more about God. I confess that my thoughts often sound like complaints, “why is God doing this to me”, but my eyes definitely get focused back on Him.
When I feel spiritually lethargic, I tend to search more earnestly in His word. I start digging into the mysteries of God and realize that I am usually not even asking the right questions.
When I am waiting on God, I inevitably begin to ask myself, who I am waiting for, which brings me back to the Gospel, the wonderful treasure of the good news of Jesus Christ and I become more of a fan.
A dry period will inevitably
bring me to the glory of God.
It will make me a fan.
When I am a fully glorifying fan:
I am prepared to follow Christ in whatever He has called me to do.
I am ready to persevere through the suffering and trials that are before me.
I am willing to turn my back on the temptations of this world for the surpassing worth of my loving Savior.
The lukewarm Christian is a lukewarm fan.
Christians should be more enthusiastic than any of the fans in a sports stadium.
Our demeanor should clothe us as followers of Christ more than any avid comic con attendees.
Our homes should proudly display our fandom of the One.
We were created to be fans; we were created to worship.
A true fan should be easy to spot.
God wants us to be easy to spot.
God wants us to be true fans.
He is willing to take us through those dry periods to teach us that our fandom rests only in Him.
PRAYER: Lord, I pray that you will make me into a fan. Help me to want to join my voice with that of the Psalmist and declare your wondrous deeds in unabashed fandom. Help me to accept the dry seasons. Help to see that you are taking me to greater happiness. Father, do your work in me even when I am not fully cooperating. I pray this in the precious name of your Son, Jesus Christ. Amen
“You are not your own, for you were bought with a price. So glorify God in your body.” 1 Corinthians 6:19b-20
The other morning, I once again watched this video as I ate my breakfast.
The emotions elicited from Carrie Underwood’s exaltation of our God’s greatness caused me to linger upon God’s glory. I am always encouraged to see God-given talent directed back toward our Creator.
Musicians using their talents to lead me in worship of God;
Teachers whose charisma encourages me to follow Jesus;
The intellect of pastors drawing me deeper into the mysteries of the divine;
Authors explaining difficult truths that ease my understanding;
Poets whose words plow fresh soil in my soul;
Artists who create works that raise my eyes beyond this world.
I can easily acknowledge and join in the praise that the talented present to the Lord through the works of their bodies.
I am equally tempted, in darker moments, to think that the glory potential of my body is significantly lower than that of the talented. I know that the price paid for my salvation is the same as that paid for Carrie Underwood or C.S. Lewis or Spurgeon or Milton or any number of talented people who love or have love our Lord Jesus Christ.
Therefore, it seems that the Lord might have gotten a poor bargain when he saved me. When I consider what I have to offer God, I am inclined to place myself on the clearance rack.
I don’t want to diminish my talents, but I also recognize that they are not “world class”. However, there are billions of people just like me.
We have never been at the top of the class.
We have never been invited to an audition.
We have never been courted for the corner office.
We have never won a race.
We have never had a best-seller.
We have never even been close to a platform.
As a result, the glory that God receives from my body and those like me comes quietly, without ovation, from a heart that fumbles with rudimentary talents in simple love for our Savior.
I wonder if this glory from the simple is not the glory highly esteemed by our Lord.
Consider the fact that He has created more “unexceptional” people than the world class variant. There is rarely a question of motivation for the under-gifted. The gifted will always have to struggle against their love for the praise of men.
I have never made melody with my voice in praise to our Lord with the secret hope of a compliment. I am not musical. Therefore, I have only one motivation when I worship our Lord through singing – love. I sing praises to the glory of God because I love him. I believe that the glory from my body, at that moment, is purest and most undefiled by my love of self, primarily because I lack talent.
I believe God relishes that glory – pure glory coming from a heart that is loving Him first and foremost.
However, I have preached with a secret hope of being complimented. I have written with a desire to be liked. I have used my talents in assorted ministries for God’s glory and gotten a little boost in my self-love. This self-love complicates the purity of my worship. It contaminates the motivation of my praise. As a result, the glory to God from those who were blessed by the use of my talents was probably purer than the direct glory from my conflicted motives.
Those with unexceptional talents should be encouraged when we consider the primary purpose of man – to glorify God and enjoy him forever. God has created us perfectly. He has given everyone some gifts, but He has not given those gifts equally. He was not random. He was not arbitrary.
Consider for a moment that God has not given you talent so that you can better serve your God-given purpose, which is to glorify Him with your untalented body.
The aim of our charge is love that issues from a pure heart and a good conscience and a sincere faith. (1 Timothy 1:5)
Let us use our under-talented bodies to glorify God; motivated by a love for Him from a pure heart, good conscience and a sincere faith. We are the one who can do that the best – we were created for it.
PRAYER: Father, thank you for the gifts that you have given me. Help me to use them to glorify you. Forgive me for using the talents that you have given me to seek the praise of men. Teach me how to use the talents that I have with a pure heart, good conscience and a sincere faith. Lord, thank you for the gifts that I don’t have. Thank you for depriving me of world class talent. Thank you for obscurity. Thank you for anonymity. Thank you for creating me just as I am so that I can better fulfill my purpose with all that I am, in purity and sincerity. I pray this in the precious name of your Son, Jesus Christ. Amen
“But he said to him, “Be not like a horse or a mule, without understanding, which must be curbed with bit and bridle, or it will not stay near you.” Psalm 32:10
Snort was a present for my wife that I bought at a 4-H fundraising auction. Before you reach the obvious conclusion that the gift of a miniature donkey makes me a hopeless romantic, I will confess to an ulterior motive. I bought Snort for one particular joke. A joke that necessitated, Snort being my wife’s donkey. While I and all the other 12 year olds out there might find my joke hilarious, the Devoted Life editor (my wife) felt that it might not be very appropriate. This is probably one of those situations where it is good for a man to be married. Suffice to say, my joke cost me $200 but I enjoyed it immensely.
However, my joke lost its appeal as it became more evident that Snort was my donkey. I would let Snort out of his corral and he would follow me around like a dog. If I dug a hole, Snort would put his head in it. If I was trimming shrubs, Snort would work his way between me and the bush. When I was petting the dog or cat, he would chase them away and rub up against me until I scratched between his ears. He would even try to sit on my lap.
It had become obvious that Snort was my little donkey, which ruined my joke. However, it had also became obvious that Snort was a bad little donkey.
Snort had turned into an escape artist. He had learned how to open his pen, despite the measures we took. I would be standing by the kitchen window and suddenly a donkey would go prancing through our yard, nose stuck up into the sky in defiance. Snort was out…again.
Snort amused himself by nuzzling up against me while I was kneeling down to work or sitting in chair reading a book. He found great delight in nibbling my baseball cap and then running off with it. It was cute the first couple of times but then it got annoying as I was spending more and more time battling Snort for my hat.
However, Snort’s disobedience was becoming more than a simple annoyance. He was becoming a danger to himself and others. Once, he escaped from his corral and was able to get into our neighbor’s pasture with several mules. Those mules ran Snort relentlessly. My wife just happened to notice him in the pasture when she was driving home. By the time she got him out of the pasture, he was exhausted and bloodied, having been run into barbed wire fence in several areas.
On another occasion, he had gotten himself into the middle of our neighbor’s freshly planted wheat field. We called and called him but he refused to listen. Finally, my kids and I had to chase him across a corrugated field, stumbling and falling, as that nasty little donkey refused to go back home.
The worst manifestation of his defiance was the kick he had integrated into his prance of independence. He would run by with his nose in the air and give a little side-ways kick with his rear leg. Even though he was a little donkey, that kick could cause some real injury.
My joke had run its course; it was time to train Snort.
Since I had neither the time nor the knowledge, we gave Snort to a friend who had both. Snort’s world changed abruptly. He was disciplined and trained to go where his master directed him. He was forced to do tasks over and over again until he did them willingly. He was made into something more than a joke.
There are not very many useful things for a miniature donkey. Yet, Snort has been the star in several Christmas and Easter plays and has been the ambassador in a multitude of parades. He did all of those events with only a halter because he had been trained.
I wonder how many times I have been like an untrained Snort. A little donkey prancing around in defiance to my Master’s wishes; refusing to be led away from a destructive environment; being a danger to myself and those around me; being a joke.
God did not save us for his amusement. He did not send His own Son to redeem us for the purposes of a joke. He saved us for a purpose. The Westminster Shorter Catechism summarizes nicely the chief purpose of man; Man’s chief end is to glorify God, and to enjoy him forever.
The reality is that we have to be trained to this purpose. That will often require a bit and bridle to drive the rebellious Snort out of us. However, we have something that Snort does not have. We have the gift of understanding. Let’s use our understanding to cooperate with God’s purpose in our lives so that the bit and bridle are not necessary.
May we be like the horses in this video that come running when our Master cracks the whip.
PRAYER: Father, forgive me for too often living without the understanding you have given me. Thank you for those time when you have turned my rebellious head for my own good. Lord, continue to train me in your righteousness; teach me how I can glorify you and enjoy you in all that I do. Sanctify my heart so that I will hear your voice and come with a cheerful heart, without the need for a bit or bridle. I pray this in the precious name of your Son, Jesus Christ. Amen
“Shout for joy to God, all the earth; sing the glory of his name; give to him glorious praise!” Psalm 66:1-2
The electron microscope creates images from a beam of electrons. This microscope reveals details of the microscopic world by exposing it to magnification of up to 10 million times. These details have never been knowable until Hans Busch developed the first electron microscope in 1926.
Humans have been oblivious to the precision of shark’s skin, the geometric beauty of a fly’s eye, the symmetry of a butterfly’s wing, the wonder of a human egg, for a majority of human history.
Mankind has spent our time on this planet in relative ignorance of the world swirling around them. We spend our days consumed by the busyness of life as wonder after wonder occurs around and within us. There is wonder in the fly that annoys my rest. There is amazing complexity in the regular exchange of oxygen from air to blood that I take for granted with every breath. The development of life does not get any less marvelous the closer one looks.
We are forced to conclude that the details in the microscopic world were not created for mankind. There is a beauty in creation that man’s eye cannot see. Why? Why create beauty that man cannot know and appreciate?
God did not create the microscopic for man.
God did not create the outer limits of the universe for man.
If the majority of creation was not created for me, it is presumptuous to assume the miniscule faction of creation that I can perceive was created for me.
The microscopic was not created for me.
The cosmos were not created for me.
All the wonders of known science were not created for me.
Therefore, all that I can see and possess were not created for me.
If nothing in the vastness of this world was created for me, then even I, my being, was not created for me. I am a part of a vast created world, most of which I am oblivious to. If it was not created for me then why was it created?
We are told that the whole world declares His glory.
The glory of our Creator is declared as we stare at the vastness of the cosmos.
Yet, His glory does not end at the limit of our telescopes.
The glory of our Creator is declared in the minuscule.
Yet, His glory does not end at the limit of our bifocals or the electron microscope.
The glory of our Creator is declared in all that we see.
Yet, we have a voice in His glory through all that we know of His creation.
Mankind has a very special role in all of creation. We have been created in the image of God. God gave us a role unique in all of creation. God created us so that we can know and glorify Him. We can proclaim His glory through our knowledge of science, medicine, philosophy and all other areas of knowledge.
We were created for Him. The entire world passively declares this reality.
Yet, we have been created to actively participate in the single declaration of the universe – to sing the glory of His name; give to Him glorious praise!
May we look to creation and join in our created purpose!
PRAYER: Lord, you are glorious and greatly to be praised. I raise my voice with all of creation to sing of your mercy and grace, to sing of your mighty works, to sing of you abounding love, to sing of your glory. I join my voice with all of creation to fill heaven with the sound of your praise; let your glory resound. (All of Creation, Mercy Me_. I pray this in the precious name of your Son, Jesus Christ. Amen.