Sunday, December 28, 2008

the hills are alive...

Ah yes, Jodie and I are sitting in front of the TV with our laptops watching The Sound of Music on TV (yes, I have it on DVD, but that would require getting up, putting the movie in, and besides, it’s already in the middle).  There are so many pearls of random blogging thought here, I don’t know where to start!  I feel kind of sorry for Jodie actually.  You see, I can’t just watch The Sound of Music.  I have to sing along.  I have to ask why in the world don’t people ever break into spontaneous song in real life (except Elf … "I’m here, with my dad….).  I can’t help but tell Jodie stories of when I directed the Mediapolis Community Theatre production.  Of course, she’s heard these stories so often (as in, every time we so much as hear The Sound of Music mentioned), that she could probably tell them better than I could.


So here’s the question.  Pastor Flack’s movie is Fiddler on the Roof.  He can quote from it, he can use it for sermon illustrations, I’m sure he knows it front to back.  Is The Sound of Music my Fiddler on the Roof?  Boy, if it is, that’s a really sad state of affairs.  Maybe I should branch out a bit.  I do have My Fair Lady, or West Side Story or ………..

Thursday, December 25, 2008

Mystery

Lots of folks have asked me to post the lyrics to the song I sang on Christmas Eve, so here they are.



Mystery


A child was born on Christmas DayBorn to save the world But long before the world began He knew His death was sure The pain and strife secured



Mystery, how He came To be a man But greater still How His death was in His plan God predestined that His Son would die And He still created man 

Oh, what love is this;

That His death was in His hands


The Christmas trees They glow so bright With presents all around But Christmas brought A tree of life With blood that sacrificed The greatest gift in life



Mystery, how He came To be a man But greater still How His death was in His plan 

God predestined that His Son would die And He still created man Oh, what love is this; That His death was in His hands



I am just a man and Can’t begin to comprehend 

When You look into this traitor’s eyes

What do You see that justifies the Lamb



God predestined that His 

Son would die And He still created man 

Oh, what love is this; That His death was in His plan


Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Winter

time it took to scrape the car this morning:  10 minutes


time it took to drive to work:  2 minutes


arg

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Hymns Quoted in "Knowing God"

For the last couple of days, I’ve been reading through J.I. Packer’s, Knowing God.  First of all, I can’t believe I’ve never read this!  Anyway, I’m on the chapter talking about God’s Grace, and Packer starts quoting hymns left and right.  He starts with an Isaac Watts hymn.



But there’s a voice of princely grace
Sounds from God’s holy Word;
Ho! ye poor captive sinners, come,
And trust upon the Lord.
My soul obeys the sovereign call,
And runs to this relief;
I would believe thy promise, Lord,
Oh, help my unbelief
To the blest fountain of thy blood,
Incarnate God, I fly,
To wash my soul from scarlet stains,
And sins of deepest dye.
A guilty, weak, and helpless worm,
Into thy hands I fall;
Thou art the Lord, my righteousness,
My Savior, and my all

Where is this in the hymnal!  Matter of fact, when I did a google search of these lyrics, the chapter I’m reading was the first result!  To save on space, I won’t type the rest of them in, but there are several wonderful hymns that are no where to be found.  Here’s what Packer has to say at the end of his chapter.




“No apology is needed for drawing so freely on our rich heritage of “free grace hymns” (poorly represented, alas, in most standard hymnbooks of the twentieth century);  for they make our points more piercingly than prose could ever do.



I’ve got to go, but more thought is definitely needed on how the hymnal as it is today came to be, and what other gems are out there waiting to be rediscovered.


(editorial note: see the music section for my solution to this article)

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Bonhoeffer on Congregational Worship

reformworship.com posted an excerpt from Dietrich Bonhoeffer’s Psalms: The Prayer Book of the Bible today, and I think it’s a good passage to think on, so here is the passage:



Psalms 27, 42, 46, 48, 63, 81, 84, 87, and others sing of Jerusalem, the City of God, of the great festivals of the people of God, of the temple and the beautiful worship services.  It is the presence of the God of salvation in His congregation for which we here give thanks, abou which we here rejoice, for which we long.  What Mount Zion and the temple were for the Israelites the church of God throughout the world is for us - the church where God always dwells with His people in word and sacrament.  This church will withstand all enemies (Psalm 46), its imprisonment under the powers of the godless world will come to an end (Psalms 126 and 137).  The present and gracious God, who is in Christ who in turn is in His congregation, is the fulfillment of all thanksgiving, all joy, and all longing in the Psalms.  As Jesus, in whom God himself dwells, longed for fellowship with God because He had become a man as we (Luke 2:19), so He prays with us for the total nearness and presence of God with those who are His.


God has promised to be present in the worship of the congregation.  Thus the congregation conducts its worship according to God’s order.  But Jesus Christ Himself has offered the perfect worship by perfecting every prescribed sacrifice in His voluntary and sinless sacrifice.  Christ brought in Himself the sacrifice of God for us and our sacrifice for God.  For us there remains only the sacrifice of praise and thanksgiving in prayers, hymns, and in a life lived according to God’s commands (Psalms 15 and 50).  So our entire life becomes worship, the offering of thanksgiving.  God wants to acknowledge such thanksgiving and to show His salvation to the grateful (Psalms 50 and 23).  To become thankful to God for the sake of Christ and to praise Him in the congregation with heart, mouth, and hands, is what the Psalms wish to teach us.



Thoughts?

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Psalm 34 (part 4)


 


The eyes of the LORD are toward the righteous and his ears toward their cry. The face of the LORD is against those who do evil, to cut off the memory of them from the earth. When the righteous cry for help, the LORD hears and delivers them out of all their troubles. The LORD is near to the brokenhearted and saves the crushed in spirit. Many are the afflictions of the righteous, but the LORD delivers him out of them all. He keeps all his bones; not one of them is broken. Affliction will slay the wicked, and those who hate the righteous will be condemned. The LORD redeems the life of his servants; none of those who take refuge in him will be condemned.

(Psa 34:15-22 ESV)

 





Boy, I could read this Psalm over and over again! I have begun the extremely lengthy process of memorizing.

 


Totally off subject tangent. I’m bad at memorization. I mean really bad. There are songs that I have been singing for years, and I still don’t know them. It took me most of Friday night at Bethlehem Revisited to learn verse 2 of O Come, O Come, Emmanuel. That’s four hours of constant exposure to learn 4 lines of text. Sad, huh? The really sad thing is that if you were to ask me next week to sing it, I would have no clue. Which brings us to the subject of poor excuses. I was struck at Monday night’s Elder meeting as the Student Mobilization staff used verses to answer every question just how pitiful my learned knowledge of the Word is. My excuse? I don’t memorize well. So! Moses didn’t talk so well. God’s Word tells us that His Word is our sword and shield. I suppose it’s about time I arm myself for the battle.


Tangent finished, back to the Psalm.  When I was a teacher, I was often accused of playing favorites. It used to bother me … a lot. I don’t know about you, but I never liked teachers who played favorites. Of course, looking back, those were the teachers that didn’t have me as a favorite. Anyway, I considered this for many years before I realized that as a teacher, I gravitated towards the kids who wanted to be taught. The indifferent kids (rightly or wrongly) were largely ignored in my interactions with the students that interacted pro-actively. The “bad” kids? My philosophy was to remove them from the classroom when they caused a distraction to the kids who wanted to learn. I’m sure you can see the connection here to the Psalm in my very imperfect example.


God looks towards the righteous and looks away from the wicked. It’s like He wants to spend His time on the people that want to grow. When they cry for help or are brokenhearted, He is right there, guiding and supporting every step of the way. To connect back to the teaching example, God is not like the Algebra teacher who explained the concept and then left the students to flounder on their own. He is like the teacher who would take whatever time it took (you know, the teacher available after class, who was willing to take precious class time to work through problems) to make sure their students understood the concepts at hand. God doesn’t leave His children to flounder! He is good to come alongside and guide us.


But! David says in Psalm 14, “The Lord has looked down from heaven upon the sons of men to see if there are any who understand, who seek after God. They have all turned aside, together they have become corrupt; There is no on who does good, not even one.”Doesn’t look so good huh? These two Psalms combined don’t say great things about our chances to be God’s “favorites.”


But! David points to our hope in both Psalms. In Psalm 14 he says, “Oh that the salvation of Israel would come out of Zion! When the Lord restores His captive people, Jacob will rejoice, Israel will be glad.” He’s a bit more subtle in Psalm 34, but verse 20 sticks out like a sore thumb. “He keeps all his bones; not one of them is broken.”Where else in the Bible does it talk about broken bones?


Talking about the sacrificial lamb in Exodus, the Lord commands, “… and you shall not break any of its bones.” We have a Lamb whose bones were never broken. John 19:32-33 says, “So the soldiers cam and broke the legs of the first and of the other who had been crucified with Him. But when they came to Jesus and saw that He was already dead, they did not break His legs.”


Crucifixion was a horrific means of punishment. You would think it would be the nails, or the exposure to the elements that would kill the person hanging there, but actually the person on the cross would die from suffocation. The way the Romans hung a person caused there to be terrible pressure on the chest and lungs, meaning the only way to get a breath was for the person to painfully straighten their legs. This meant putting pressure on the stacked feet with a nail through, scraping the back against the splintery wood, rubbing the skin raw. Often the person would hang for a long time, but the Jews were in a hurry because of the approaching Sabbath. To speed up the process of killing, the soldiers would break the legs of the victims so they could no longer stand. In other words, crucified people had their legs broken, but not the Lamb of God. This fulfilled the requirements set down in Exodus and alluded to in Psalm 34.


Also, as Christ took the sins of the world upon Himself on the cross, the Father had to turn away, as is His nature to turn away from sin. But, Jesus rose from the grave, gloriously conquering sin and death! What’s more, when we are in Christ, when the Father looks at us, He sees Christ. We can finally have God look at us! Psalm 34 then becomes the comfort and truth it was obviously intended by David to be! “The Lord redeems the life of His servants, none of those who take refuge in Him will be condemned.”

Monday, December 8, 2008

Bethlehem Revisited

Over this past weekend, I have sung O Come, O Come Emmanuel and Angels We Have Heard on High more than all the other times in my life combined I think.  What an amazing ministry Bethlehem Revisited is.  There were about 1,800 people that went through this past weekend with about 3/4 being first time visitors.  More importantly were the huge number of international students that went through.  One of the guides was commenting that a number of the Chinese folks were saying they had never heard of the Christmas story before.  Boy, that hits home to an American huh?  I wonder how many folks out there just don’t know the story of Christmas.  May we remember the truth of the season before us this year.  Let us not be so distracted by the hype that we miss the purpose and joy behind that birth in a stable 2000 years ago.

Monday, December 1, 2008

Mr Moto's and light jazz

You know, I’m starting to see why Pastor Vaughn spends so much time at the coffee shop.  I have no idea if Bluestem is anything like Mr Moto’s, but it’s really nice sitting here at the overly large table with soft lighting, listening to Miles Davis, looking out the window at the snow falls, drinking my orange crush, using the free internet, and yes, now blogging.  I just feel so cool!


(editorial note: Mr Moto's closed Cry)