This is a real situation. The name of the pastor is disguised but everything else is true. We’ve all heard about this and maybe it’s even happened in your church. It would be a helpful exercise for us to share our reactions and responses.

It was a rough weekend for Pastor JD. One couple in the church waited until after the holidays to tell their family, friends, and church that they are getting a divorce after 17 years of marriage. They have two teenagers at home and in spite of hours of counseling with JD and multiple appointments with a Christian therapist, they are calling it quits. Legal papers have already been served.

From all outward appearances they are committed Christians; members of the church. No outsider would think anything but the best about this couple and their family.

Why is JD so upset? Neither the husband nor wife is having an affair or accused of unfaithfulness. There is no evidence or accusation of any addictive behavior or substance abuse. There are no huge debts.

This couple claims they have “fallen out of love.” They say, “Our marriage isn’t fun anymore” and “the fire has gone out.”

How sad.

They want to meet with the Pastor to talk about how to tell the church and to find out if the husband can continue as a Trustee. JD is wondering what to say; how should the church respond?

What would you say? Would you seize the opportunity to talk about the sanctity of marriage? Bless them both? How would your church respond? Would there be discipline? Could the husband stay on as a Trustee? What about the teenagers?

The other night I talked about God with Brady, my grandson who is in second grade. If you asked, Brady probably would not report that the conversation was about God – but it was. We talked about space; the earth and sun, the planets, galaxies, and the speed of light.

We live in a fascinating world which is just a speck in a massive galaxy and our galaxy is just one among many in a universe the size of which we cannot even fathom. God made all of it. Jesus holds it all together. (Colossians 2:15-17) And yet, God loves you; He knows everything about you even how many hairs are on your head, and He is concerned about you.

A huge concept for a second grader but one that is extremely important – for all us. Did he understand it? No. You and I can barely grasp the staggering enormity of Creator God caring for us like a father cares for a small child. There are many conversations yet to come. As adults we have a responsibility to talk about these things at every opportunity. (Deuteronomy 6:4-9)

In a world where Self seems to be the ultimate ruler, we are called to a counter-cultural message: This is God’s universe and although I am just a barely discernable speck God calls me into a relationship with Him through Jesus Christ, His Son.

God is not small but we have a way of continually reducing Him to fit in our world. That is why we are moved by David’s Psalm 8:3-4, “When I consider your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and stars, which you have set in place, what is mankind that you are mindful of them, human beings that you care for them?”

My special guest this afternoon was Brently Owen, the youngest of my grandsons, who will turn three on March 3^rd. He had to be awakened from a nap and separated from his cousins, Sarah and Natalie, because they had an appointment with the Pediatrician. Bo, as we call him, was not happy and cried for quite awhile as we sat and rocked. As he cried I talked; telling him that he was safe and loved and that his mommy would pick him up as soon as she could.

After about 15 minutes the tears and pitiful little sobs came to an end. In silence we continued to rock and I expected Bo to go to sleep as he was very still and seemed to have his eyes closed. It’s wonderful to hold a child and think about all the promise and hope that life represents.

All morning my thoughts had been focused on Luke’s account of Mary and Joseph presenting Jesus at the Temple (Luke 2:21-40). These verses feature two of my favorite characters in the Christmas story: Simeon and Anna.

As I rocked Bo, I wondered what it must have been like for Simeon to catch a glimpse of a baby, and through the revelation of the Holy Spirit, instantly know this is the long awaited Messiah! Can we even begin to imagine the emotions Simeon must’ve experienced?

We don’t know if Joseph and Mary hesitated when Simeon reached out to take the baby in his arms, but we can hear the excitement in the words Luke records for us as this respected, righteous and devout man praises God. He recognizes the baby as the promised, anticipated salvation; a God-revealing Light for all people. He holds a child and understands potential.

We don’t know if Simeon spoke in hushed tones or in a loud voice; there is no record of people crowding around but we do know that Anna, when she showed up, started singing praise to God! That would be hard to ignore.

Imagine Joseph and Mary – they’ve already had angel visitors – taking this all in; wondering, believing, hoping, trusting, fearing . . .

Bo didn’t go to sleep and soon we were on the floor playing and laughing but part of my mind was still wondering about Simeon and Anna.

I want Bo, and all my grandchildren, to grow up knowing adults, including me, who are living in “prayerful expectancy” of Jesus. He has come to bring us salvation; His rule and authority in our lives should show in every detail. Our faithfulness and worship of the one and only God and our anticipation of His return should be obvious to all.

This Christmas I pray that we would be prayerfully expectant. Christ has come. The promise is fulfilled. The hope of the nations and all people is the God-revealing Light for the whole world.

An electric race car set! We found it at Sears and it was all my brother and I wanted for Christmas. Our parents made us agree to a long list of conditions but ultimately bought the large, colorful box containing race cars and track. Up to that point, in 1967, it was the most expensive gift they ever purchased.

There was no hiding it. I remember the box sitting on the back seat between me and Mark because the trunk of the Chevy Bel Air sedan was packed with groceries for the next two weeks. We lived in a very small two bedroom apartment next to the school where Dad & Mom taught on the Fort Berthold Indian Reservation in North Dakota. Bismarck was the closest major city and we made the 250 mile round trip about every two weeks.

They made us wait until Christmas to actually open the box! There it was, under the tree, no gift wrapping. We studied the pictures, read everything printed on the outside of the box, made plans, and anxiously dreamed about what we would do on Christmas morning. There were multiple track layouts and we argued about which design to build first. The anticipation was so intense I can still remember when, after all the other gifts were opened, we were finally allowed to begin set-up. That race car set provided hours and hours of delight!

Now, forty-three years later, I wonder what life would’ve been like if we would’ve never opened the box? What if all we did was look at the outside and dream and make plans? What if we never snapped the track together and plugged in the transformer? What if all we ever did was study the outside of the box?

That’s how many people treat the greatest Gift of all. Jesus, God’s gift of His one and only Son, is a box we admire, maybe even read about, but fail to fully embrace, fail to enter into that eternally significant relationship.

Opening the Father’s present to us is daunting; it requires repentance, risk, and a re-ordering of priorities. The result is life-changing but the alternative is unthinkable because we miss all our Creator intends for us.

This Christmas, don’t let all the distractions keep you from experiencing the greatest Gift of all.

I tried to ignore it but found out that if someone knows and posts a note on Facebook there is no way to avoid it. I have received scores of notes wishing me a Happy Birthday. Thanks to all.

I was born 56 years ago today in Pasadena, California. I’ve always been amazed that my maternal grandparents sold their business and home in Orange City, Iowa and moved to California when I was born. They were significant people in my life and even though they died in 1984, I am forever marked by their life-changing encounter with Christ.

The most memorable quality of my grandfather was his commitment to God’s Word. I can remember celebrating many birthdays when, after we finished eating, Grandpa would say, “let me share something from the Word.”

Then he would begin from memory. Specifically I can recall that he memorized the whole Gospel of John and all of Hebrews, 1 Peter, and James. It was all in King James and in my mind I can still hear him reciting Psalm 139. Birthdays are a great occasion to read and pray Psalm 139. I’ve included my favorite lines from the NIV:

¹ You have searched me, LORD,
   and you know me.
² You know when I sit and when I rise;
   you perceive my thoughts from afar.
³ You discern my going out and my lying down;
   you are familiar with all my ways.
⁴ Before a word is on my tongue
   you, LORD, know it completely.
⁵ You hem me in behind and before,
   and you lay your hand upon me.
⁶ Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,
   too lofty for me to attain.

¹³ For you created my inmost being;
   you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
¹⁴ I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
   your works are wonderful,
   I know that full well.
¹⁵ My frame was not hidden from you
   when I was made in the secret place,
   when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.
¹⁶ Your eyes saw my unformed body;
   all the days ordained for me were written in your book
   before one of them came to be.
²³ Search me, God, and know my heart;
   test me and know my anxious thoughts.
²⁴ See if there is any offensive way in me,
   and lead me in the way everlasting.

I recently received this note from a young lady:

“I’m slowly beginning to give up on God; he never fails to make me mad every day!

Yesterday, a WONDERFUL family lost their 2 year old little girl. Her mom was putting vegetables in the back of the truck while the little girl played inside the truck. The little girl must have put it in neutral; the truck took off down the hill, went into the pond, and she drowned. The mom dove in the pond after her like any mother would do but couldn’t find her in time.

Why does stuff like that happen? If there is a God he is doing a poor job and I hate him!

Just like that family this summer where the mom, dad and kids were in the car and they crashed and the car seat, with the baby strapped in went through the windshield killing the child.

Why would God just take them away like that? I have never met either of these children, but to think that God would snatch my child at any time makes me sick.

I have never been so angry in my life; he has let me down. Out of ALL the people God could remove from this earth he takes helpless children in the most awful and painful ways. I really don’t think I can ever go back to him; he is no god in my eyes.”

This is my response:

I care. You’re obviously hurting right now and I wish I could be there to let you know how important you are. The words you are about to read are written with love – the kind of love which should let you know that nothing you could ever do would make God love you less.

Bad things happen to good people.

We live in a broken world. It all started in a perfect Garden, thousands of years ago when the first humans were unable to obey a simple command and sin began to multiply in this world. Since that time, sin, which is at work in all of Adam and Eve’s descendants, compels us to be in charge of our own lives; to live without God. Living in a sinful world means we deal with accidents and sickness and all kinds of tragedies that happen to good and bad people alike.

If it were not for God’s mercy (when He withholds what we really deserve for our sinfulness) and grace (when He generously gives us what we could never deserve) our lives would be filled with the horror of constant tragedy, pain, and separation from all that is good. At this very instant, God’s goodness is being poured out all over the world because He loves us in spite of our rejection of His only Son, Jesus as the Master, King and leader of our lives.

Is God powerful enough to stop tragedies like the death of the two children you heard about? Yes, absolutely! And He does prevent accidents all the time – but not every time. That’s what we find so difficult to understand and accept.

Why doesn’t God stop all the bad things from happening? Because He loves us. God understands how foolish it would be to let us have our own way all the time. If I got my way and what I want every time, I would soon think of myself as god.

We have finite minds and that makes it difficult to understand an infinite God. Every day we grapple with the limitations of being human but God is not limited. We can only guess what might happen tomorrow but God knows every detail.

Don’t reject God because He doesn’t measure up to your standard. My measuring stick and your standard is broken and faulty. God is trustworthy because He is all-powerful, always present, and knows everything. Even when everything seems to be going wrong, God is still in charge.

Trust God.

“I” Trouble

I took the test and failed.

Several months ago I was challenged to try going a whole day without using a personal pronoun; I, my, me, mine, etc. I failed. In fact, I failed within the first hour! It’s very difficult to have any conversation without “I” or “me.” (Maybe you should try this exercise?)

I now openly admit: I have “I” trouble. New glasses or contacts will not correct this type of “I” trouble. This condition is a great concern because the life of a fully devoted follower of Christ should have God the Father, Jesus his Son, and the Holy Spirit at the center – not the little trinity of “me, myself, and I.”

But there is a response to “I” trouble: Humility.

Humility is seriously maligned in our culture but it’s because it is so misunderstood. Humility is not weakness, or timidity, or an attitude of worthlessness. Humility is not an attitude of “poor me; nobody loves me, everybody hates me; I’m going to go eat worms.” That is not humility as portrayed in God’s Word.

In Philippians 2, beginning at verse 5 we find a description of humility: “Think of yourselves the way Christ Jesus thought of himself. He had equal status with God but didn’t think so much of himself that he had to cling to the advantages of that status no matter what. Not at all. When the time came, he set aside the privileges of deity and took on the status of a slave, became human! Having become human, he stayed human. It was an incredibly humbling process. He didn’t claim special privileges. Instead, he lived a selfless, obedient life and then died a selfless, obedient death . . .” (from The Message)

The best way to summarize what Scripture teaches us is: “Biblical humility is being able to look at myself and see what God sees.”

What does God see when He looks at a follower of Christ? Someone who is forgiven, restored, and adopted into the family of God; one whose brother is Jesus and who will share in the inheritance of the Son. Can you see yourself from God’s perspective?

Humility is the ONLY response to “I” trouble.