Ten Questions to Ask Your Christian Brothers and Sisters

Today I came across some great questions that help to generate spiritual and mutually encouraging discussions among Christians. Here they are:

  1. How is your ministry going?
  2. Where have you seen the Lord at work lately?
  3. What has the Lord been teaching you?
  4. Have you had any witnessing opportunities lately?
  5. Have you had any obvious answers to prayer?
  6. What have you been reading?
  7. What have you been reading in the Bible?
  8. How can I pray for you?
  9. How are you growing spiritually in your life right now?
  10. What are you passionate about right now?
These are great questions to be asking. Yet there's some tragic irony as to how I came by this list. I got it off the website of a pastoral colleague who recently confessed to having an adulterous relationship and has been removed from ministry. This young man is married with two little children. He was part of a close-knit fellowship of pastors (there are ten of us - now nine - in this particular network), who engage in a conference call once a month for the purpose of edification. In light of this tragic incident, our topic for today was on guarding our hearts (Prov. 4:23).

Yes, let us guard our hearts "with all diligence," as the above Scripture verse reminds us. Moreover, let us do everything we can to "encourage one another daily" (Heb. 3:13) through Christ-centered conversations which should often include heart-searching questions.

Speaking of which, is it well with your soul?

Havoc

On Saturday morning, while I was sitting in on a Bible conference session at our church, a "major catastrophe" occurred across the street in the backyard of our home. Our above-ground pool, which is 26 feet in diameter and holds 13,500 gallons of water, busted wide open! The force of the water gushing forth mangled the metallic structure of the pool, broke our neighbor's fence, and sent debris floating every which way. Here are a few pics for your viewing pleasure:



The pool burst forth through the panel containing the return line, which has had a slow perpetual drip. We had seen some rust develop on the panel that had caused us some concern. So we had sanded it, done our best to patch up the leak, but the drip was still there. At the start of the summer, we had some water delivered to top off our pool. At that time we showed the delivery man the leak, and he said, "Oh, I wouldn't worry about it. I've seen a lot worse. You'll be fine."

I'd like to send him some of the above pictures!

As I look out over my back yard at all the damage caused by this "catastrophe", I'm reminded of the destruction that often occurs on a far greater scale in the spiritual realm. Often there is a leak in one or more areas of our life where something is not right in our walk with the Lord, and a slow, steady erosion is taking place. We see that there's a problem but don't recognize how serious it is. We tell ourselves that it's not that big of a deal, even as we take halfway measures to "patch up" the problem. But we don't deal with it thoroughly - simply because we don't see the catastrophe that lies ahead and the destruction it will cause. For if we did, we would deal with the matter abruptly, doing whatever it takes to fix the problem before it's too late.

Nothing can be done to fix our pool. The damage is far too extensive. Likewise, sin devastates our life and the lives of those around us. God in His grace can make "all things new", but some things cannot be undone; some relationships cannot be restored. Credibility lost is seldom, if ever, fully regained. How important it is, then, for us to "fix the leaks" before catastrophe strikes at an unprepared moment.

Learn a lesson from our pool:
That man or woman is a fool
Who will not fix the leaks of sin
Causing corrosion deep within.
Sooner or later all will give way -
Catastrophe could occur today!
So take the matter before the Lord;
Confess your sin and obey His Word.
Do it right now - you won't regret it;
But sin will destroy you, if you let it.

Letterman's Affair Not Funny

On Thursday's 'Late Show', host David Letterman acknowledged that he had sexual relationships with female employees.

Why did he come forward with this information? Because someone tried to extort $2 million from him, threatening to go public with proof of the affair by writing a screenplay and a book about Letterman unless he was given money. Letterman ended up writing him a phony check, which inevitably led to the arrest of the would-be extortionist.

Letterman, who just six months ago married his longtime girlfriend Regina Laso, confessed the affair to his 'Late Night' audience, mixing in jokes while telling the story. Author Peter Barnes, in an article titled "What! Me? A Sinner?" wrote,
In twentieth century England, C. S. Lewis noted that, "The barrier I have met is the almost total absence from the minds of my audience any sense of sin." And in 2001, New Testament scholar D. A. Carson commented that the most frustrating aspect of doing evangelism in universities is the fact that students generally have no idea of sin. "They know how to sin well enough, but they have no idea of what constitutes sin."
Respected Christian author Jerry Bridges, who included this quote in his book Respectable Sins, went on to say, "The whole idea of sin has virtually disappeared from our culture. Unfortunately, the idea of sin is all but disappearing from many churches as well."

Bridges' book is designed to impress upon believers that there are, of course, no true "respectable" sins. Attitudinal sins like unrighteous anger, impatience, selfishness, pride, etc., tend to become acceptable to us over time, unless we conscientiously allow God's Word and His Holy Spirit to tenderize our hearts on a consistent basis.

I'm so glad that seventy-plus women in our church are undertaking a study of this immensely helpful, Scripture-saturated book. Only as we refuse to make excuses for our sin and instead apply the Gospel in all its fullness to our failures - for both forgiveness and victory - will we be able to show the world what it's so desperately missing: a relationship with and salvation through Jesus Christ.

And that's no joke.

The Death of Kennedy and Disillusionment of Catholicism

When Senator Ted Kennedy died, the media was all over the story, and understandably so. Few public figures have been so notable as the Kennedy family, especially with the assassinations of Ted's two brothers - John (while serving as President) and Robert (while serving as Senator). Obviously the deaths of John and Robert were sudden and unexpected. But such was not the case with Senator Kennedy. He knew that he was dying from brain cancer and did not have long to live.

So the Senator sought to get ready for his dying day. He wrote a private appeal to Pope Benedict XVI in July - a letter that was hand-delivered by President Obama - in which Senator Kennedy requested a final papal blessing. Cardinal McCarrick - a close friend of Kennedy - read the appeal during the memorial service at Arlington National Cemetery on August 29. Here's what Senator Kennedy wrote in part:
I know that I have been an imperfect human being, but with the help of my faith, I have tried to right my path. I want you to know, Your Holiness, that in my nearly 50 years of elective office, I have done my best to champion the rights of the poor and open doors of economic opportunity. I've worked to welcome the immigrant, fight discrimination and expand access to health care and education. I have opposed the death penalty and fought to end war....
I have always tried to be a faithful Catholic, Your Holiness, and though I have fallen short through human failings, I have never failed to believe and respect the fundamental teachings.
The Cardinal proceeded to read excerpts from the Pope's response, keeping some parts private. Yet here's how it ended:
Commending you and the members of your family to the loving intercession of the Blessed Virgin Mary, the Holy Father cordially imparts his Apostolic Blessing as a pledge of wisdom, comfort and strength in the Lord.
In Senator Kennedy's appeal we see the basis for his plea, and that is the good works he did or at least attempted to do. In the first paragraph alone, there are nearly a dozen references to himself ("I" or "my") and none to God, let alone Jesus Christ.

Compare Senator Kennedy's appeal - made to the Pope - versus Augustus Toplady's appeal to the Lord Jesus Christ:

Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee;
Let the water and the blood,
From Thy wounded side which flowed,
Be of sin the double cure;
Save from wrath and make me pure.

Not the labor of my hands
Can fulfill Thy law’s demands;
Could my zeal no respite know,
Could my tears forever flow,
All for sin could not atone;
Thou must save, and Thou alone.

Nothing in my hand I bring,
Simply to the cross I cling;
Naked, come to Thee for dress;
Helpless look to Thee for grace;
Foul, I to the fountain fly;
Wash me, Savior, or I die.

While I draw this fleeting breath,
When mine eyes shall close in death,

When I soar to worlds unknown,
See Thee on Thy judgment throne,
Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee.

Catholicism saves no one; Christ alone can. Jesus - not Mary - is the one Mediator between God and man (1 Tim. 2:5). The Pope is powerless to grant what God alone can give through personal faith in Christ who redeemed us to God by His blood. "Nor is there salvation in any other, for there is no other name under heaven given among men by which we must be saved" (Acts 4:12). "For by grace you have been saved through faith, and that not of yourselves; it is the gift of God, not of works, lest anyone should boast" (Eph. 2:8-9).

Don't die in a state of delusion. "Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ, and you will be saved..." (Acts 16:31).

Adoption Day!

This past Tuesday, Kaleb Perez, a ninth grader in our church, was formally adopted by Lou Perez, one of our elders and husband to Janine.  This family has been waiting for this day a long, long time.  Many obstacles had to be overcome along the way, but in the end their dream came true.

Later that same day that Kaleb was adopted, I asked him to recount what was going on in his heart and head as the ceremony was taking place.  Kaleb was delighted to do so.  Here's what he had to say:

This was a wonderful day from the start!  There has been a sense of nervous excitement for a few weeks leading up to today, wondering what good work the Lord was going to do for me and my family. While on the drive we were all nervous and our faith was being tested if we would get there on time! (We ended getting there 45 minutes early.) We got to the court room after being moved around to all five! 

The judge sat us down and was extemely friendly. My nervousness was gone, and I was filled with pure joy and excitement - much like right after I got saved! The judge asked me where I went to school and what I did for friends (because I'm home-schooled). He said that this [ceremony] was the easy part; all the hard work was done. I thought again of my spiritual adoption by my heavenly Father.  Just as before salvation the Lord had already done the difficult work in softening my heart.  (Nothing is too hard for the Lord!)  

As the judge wrote down the date and signed his name, he said that this made the adoption "official and irrevocable."  The same is true when our names are written in the Lamb's Book of Life!  Instantly I was filled with peace, comfort, and an unexplainable warmth and joy - much like holding a warm cup of soup or hot water when you are cold. I felt exactly the way I did the instant I professed my faith in Christ. For me it was standing up and denying pride. "For if you confess with your mouth the Lord Jesus and believe in your heart that God has raised Him from the dead, you shall be saved" (Rom. 10:9).  

There was such gladness and comfort in that courtroom! I will never forget it. I have been reminded all day of Romans 8:15-17:  "For you did not receive the spirit of bondage again to fear, but you received the Spirit of adoption by whom we cry out, 'Abba, Father.'  The Spirit Himself bears witness with our Spirit that we are children of God, and if children, then heirs - heirs of God and joint heirs with Christ, if indeed we suffer with Him, that we may also be glorified together."

Now that I am officially adopted, I get all the legal rights that my brothers have as my Dad's children. I also legally have the responsibility of the oldest child. My adoption is so official that they gave me a new birth certificate with my Dad's name on it. I am still filled with joy and excitement, barely able to believe what has taken place - an awesome gift from God.  I have always known that my family loves me, and that no relationship would be changed when I was adopted. For them it may be the same, but not for me!  What I mean to say is that I've always felt at home with my dad, but now i feel like I really BELONG somewhere! I have stepped into my own special place in the family.  I'm a real piece in the puzzle!  It's a special warm feeling that is EXACTLY the way I felt when I got saved a year and a half ago.

Thanks for sharing this wonderful testimony, Kaleb!  We rejoice not only in your adoption this past Tuesday but in the reminder of our own adoption in Christ!  "How great is the love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called the children of God!  And that is what we are!" (1 John 3:1).

Tables Turned

This week a colleague passed on to me a story from the annals of hymn history.  Be sure to read the following hymn and then the story that follows in that order!  Here's the hymn:

All hail to Thee, Immanuel, we cast our crowns before Thee;
Let every heart obey Thy will, and every voice adore Thee.
In praise to Thee, our Savior King, the vibrant chords of Heaven ring,
And echo back the mighty strain: All hail! All hail! All hail Immanuel!


All hail to Thee, Immanuel, the ransomed hosts surround Thee;
And earthly monarchs clamor forth their sovereign King to crown Thee.
While those redeemed in ages gone, assembled round the great white throne,
Break forth into immortal song: All hail! All hail! All hail Immanuel!

All hail to Thee, Immanuel, our risen King and Savior!
Thy foes are vanquished, and Thou art omnipotent forever.
Death, sin and hell no longer reign, and Satan’s pow’r is burst in twain;
Eternal glory to Thy Name: All hail! All hail! All hail Immanuel!

Refrain:
Hail to the King we love so well! Immanuel! Immanuel!
Hail to the King we love so well! Immanuel! Immanuel!
Glory and honor and majesty, wisdom and power be unto Thee,
Now and evermore!
Hail to the King we love so well! Immanuel! Immanuel!
Hail to the King we love so well! Immanuel! Immanuel!
King of kings and Lord of lords, all hail, Immanuel!


And now, for the rest of the story. . . .

The above lyrics were penned in 1910 by D. R. Van Sickle, an unbeliever who wrote the song to prove that one doesn’t have to be a Christian to write a Christian song. However, God, with His great patience and marvelous grace, turned the tables on him!  Years later, Van Sickle was sitting in a service where a choir sang his hymn. He came under conviction and was saved!

Forced to Pause and Ponder

Monday morning I wrote some letters and went to put them out by the mailbox, when I was informed by our church secretary that the mail-man had already come.  I had just missed him.  It was 10 a.m.  I really wanted the letters to go out that day, so I decided to deposit them in the postal box at the end of our street.  I noticed that traffic had been blocked off, but I assumed it was because of utility work being done.

As I approached the corner, I knew there was something far more critical and serious going on.  Just moments earlier, the Weymouth police officer working the traffic detail at the utility site was struck and killed by a pick-up truck after its driver ignored a stop sign and sped through the inter-section, pinning the officer to the National Grid truck.  It was a gruesome scene, and the officer was pronounced dead upon the ambulance's arrival at the hospital just a half-mile away.

The officer who was killed was only 34 years old.  He leaves behind his wife and three children - ages 14, 9, and 6.  No doubt what started out as a normal day for this family became a tragic one that will forever alter their lives.

The utility crew had just finished working, too.  They were wrapping things up, getting ready to leave.  Then in the blink of an eye - a single breath - a life is snuffed out.  As I stood there at the intersection, I saw some personal effects where the officer had been standing.  Perhaps he had been finishing up a cup of coffee ... or talking to one of the utility guys ... maybe getting ready to put in a call to his wife or the station.  One second he's here, alive and well; the next second he's crushed between two trucks.  Gone.  Dead.

How many times do I walk to that street corner to mail a letter or walk to the gym?  My boys probably walk to that street corner half a dozen times a day to grab a snack, drink, or gallon of milk (for Mom) at Cumberland Farms.  How easily that could have been one of us struck and killed on a normal day, in a completely unanticipated moment.

This to me is a powerful reminder of how brief and unpredictable life is.  It forces me to ask questions like:
  • How would I live today differently if I knew it were my last day on earth?
  • In what manner did I leave my home this morning?  Were my last words ones of anger, frustration or rebuke?  Or were they ones of love, affirmation, and encouragement?
  • Are there any other relationships in my life that need to be mended or restored?  Have I done my best to live peaceably with all men (Rom. 12:18)?
  • Am I consciously, prayerfully, earnestly looking for opportunities to share the Gospel with the lost?  The people that cross my path today may be gone tomorrow.  Am I innocent of the blood of all men (Acts 20:26)?
  • Have I allowed the tyranny of the urgent to crowd out the most important things in life?
  • What about this very moment?  If in the blink of an eye I was with my Savior, would He be pleased with what I was doing that split-second in time that He called me home?
Lord, "teach us to number our days, that we may get a heart of wisdom" (Psalm 90:12).

That Day is Here

Years ago I served on the pastoral staff at Immanuel Baptist Church in Richmond, Virginia.  During that season of our lives (1991-1994), something happened that I have never forgotten and have been thinking about a lot the last few days.

I was walking from the church secretary's office to my office, when I passed by the senior pastor and another associate pastor who were engaged in conversation.  The senior pastor had just returned from taking his daughter, his oldest child, to college.  As I walked by these fellow pastors, I heard the associate pastor ask, "So how was it, dropping her off?"  The senior pastor responded, "Alana [his daughter] did pretty well.  But it was tougher on me than I expected.  I couldn't keep back the tears."  

When I heard him say that, I remarked, "Man, I don't want to hear this!  My daughter is still in diapers!"  It was at that point that my pastor looked me square in the eye and said with dead-seriousness, "My daughter was in diapers yesterday.  Your daughter will be gone before you know it."  The way he said that, and the way he looked at me as he said it - I knew he was dead right.  I knew the day of my daughter's departure would come all too quickly.

That day is here.  It is a day of mixed emotions, to say the least.  It is a day of celebration, knowing that Megan is about to enter a marvelous new phase of her life.  God has wired her for this.  "To everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven" (Eccl. 3:1).  Megan has blossomed into a beautiful young lady, and her parents rejoice in that.  

Yet this day is also one of sadness for us.  It will be difficult having one less chair around the dinner table.  It won't be easy seeing so much of Megan's stuff gone.  I will miss praying over her with the rest of the children each night before bed.  Ruthie especially will miss the companionship of the only other female in our household.  (Boys can be so, well, unladylike!)  Megan's daily presence has added so much wholesomeness (and humor) to our household.  Life in the Fletcher household simply won't be the same without her.  So, yes, our celebration is mixed with a measure of sadness.

As I look back on my years with Megan, I see many imperfections in my parenting.  The only perfect father Megan has ever had, without question, is her heavenly Father.  I hope that despite my failures and shortcomings I have pointed her to Him, and I pray that she will seek the Lord all the days of her life.  No matter where she goes, she has a Friend who sticks closer than a brother - one who will never leave her nor forsake her (Heb. 13:5).

Gracious heavenly Father, watch over our daughter.  The fact is, You love Megan far more than we do (as hard as that is to comprehend), and You alone have the power to "preserve [her] going out and [her] coming in from this time forth, and even forevermore" (Psalm 121:8).  Please do so, O God, and may Megan walk worth of the gospel; may her life bring You glory.

Even as I wrote this brief prayer, my phone rang.  It was Megan, asking me where I am.  She says, "It's time to go."  Yes, it is.

Tombstone

It's amazing how God can cause a few incidents to converge in order to make a point.  

I began my day as I usually do, sitting in my easy chair in our living room with my Bible and morning cup of coffee.  While reading through Jeremiah, I came across this verse:

"A beautiful ... palace does not make a great king" (Jer. 22:15 NLT).

God sent this message by His prophet to Jehoiakim, the king of Judah, who was building a bigger and better house for himself on the backs of his unpaid and oppressed laborers.   He thought that by building a big, beautiful palace it would speak well of his kingship.  But God sent a scathing denunciation to inform him otherwise.  Having a great palace doesn't make you a great person.  Centuries later, Jesus said, "Watch out!  Be on your guard against all kinds of greed; a man's life does not consist in the abundance of his possessions" (Luke 12:15).

That verse from Jeremiah stuck with me as I started my day.  

Later on, I dropped off our van to be serviced.  The auto technician said it would take about an hour (it actually took about three), so I took a stroll.  Eventually I walked by a cemetery and saw row after row of tombstones.  I thought, "All the people in there are dead." (Very perceptive, don't you think?)  "Every one of them was alive at some point, but now they're all dead.  Someday I'm going to be dead." This thought no sooner crossed my mind, than I saw it - a tombstone that bore in big, capital letters the name FLETCHER.

That inscription stuck with me as I continued my walk.

This afternoon I was on my computer getting ready to write this blog, when I received a link to this following video clip of John Piper preaching to thousands of young people.  This was the icing on the cake.  Watch it; it's well worth your time.



Don't waste your life.  Make it count for Christ.

Driver Beware!

This morning I read some statistics that are interesting - and highly relevant - but not surprising. Texting while driving dramatically increases the likelihood of getting into an accident.  Through the use of continual video surveillance over six million miles, The Virginia Tech Transportation Institute found that "when drivers of heavy trucks texted, their collision risk was 23 times greater than when not texting."  They also found that "dialing a cell phone and using or reaching for an electronic device increased risk of collision about 6 times in cars and trucks."

What is the average length of time that drivers take their eyes off the road while looking at their devices?  About five seconds.  That's pretty scary, when you consider that in five seconds a vehicle going 55 mph can cover more than a length of a football field!  

We have three drivers in our family and a fourth one waiting in the wings.  Given that Massachusetts has not yet outlawed the use of hand-held devices while driving (except in Brookline) provided that at least one hand is on the steering wheel, statistics such as this make me nervous.  My wife has already been on the receiving end of an accident caused by a driver who got distracted while using her cell phone.  We must exercise extreme caution while driving - not just so that we're not distracted but also because we know that other drivers will be!

To show you how dangerous talking on a cell phone can be, I know of one driver who, while talking on his Blackberry, was driving less than 10 miles per hour with no other vehicles in sight.  Yet he still got into an accident.  How?  He got hit with my golf ball!  The man was my uncle!  He was on the receiving end of a beautiful five-wood I hit right down the fairway.  Of all the places my ball could have gone, it landed in a 1.5" by 3" area about four feet off the ground 200 yards in front of me.  It hit my uncle's phone, which he happened to be using at the time!  Thankfully he was okay.  I wish I could say the same for his brand new Blackberry.

All that to say that from a human standpoint we need to be alert and discerning drivers.  Yet ultimately, from a theological standpoint, we know that God is in control.  He superintends all that happens on earth, including the path of every car ... and golf ball!  So we exercise prudence while trusting in His providence.

Golf, anyone?

Looking for Love in All the Right Places

For the last little while, I along with the other elders in my church have been reading through the inspirational classic, Hudson Taylor's Spiritual Secret.  From his early life in England, through the founding of the China Inland Mission, to reaching millions of lost Chinese for Christ, Hudson Taylor's life was one of profound faith that brought great glory to God.  Taylor's legacy lives on in the hearts and experiences of those who discover his "spiritual secret."

What was his secret?  It was "drawing for every need, temporal or spiritual, upon 'the fathomless wealth of Christ.'"  The book basically guides the reader through Hudson's many trials, the stretching of his faith, his spiritual wrestlings, fears, circumstances, and opportunities.  We see that he was "a man with a nature like ours" (James 5:17), subject to all the common experiences, challenges, and disappointments of life.  Yet what made Hudson so different from most Christians is that he really believed the promises of God and drew upon his riches in Christ for everything in life.  He not only trusted God, but he also treasured God above all else and wanted His will - nothing more, nothing less, nothing else.

It's amazing to see how this governing principle for Hudson Taylor's life played out in the Lord's provision of a wife.  Upon coming to China with her family, Maria met Hudson,
who impressed her as having longings like her own after holiness, usefulness, nearness to God.  He was different from others - not more gifted or attractive, though he was bright and pleasing and full of quiet fun, but with a something about him that made her feel rested and understood. He seemed to live in such a real world and to have such a real, great God.  Though she saw but little of him it was a comfort to know that he was near, and she was startled to find how much she missed him [when he had to leave, and how joyful she was when he returned]....
Perhaps it was this that opened her eyes to the feeling with which she was beginning to regard him.  At any rate she soon knew and with her sweet true nature did not try to hide it from her own heart and God.  There was no one else to whom she cared to speak about him, for others did not always see in him what she saw.  They disliked his wearing Chinese dress, and did not approve of his making himself so entirely one with the people.  His Chinese dress - how she loved it!  or what it represented, rather, of his spirit.
Hudson was drawn to her as well.  After a period of testing, praying, and waiting on the Lord, they "were openly engaged."  A few days before he was to be wed to Maria, Hudson wrote in a note to his mother, 
I have never felt in better health or spirits in my life....  God has been good to us.  He has indeed answered our prayer....  Oh, may we walk with Him and serve Him more faithfully.  I wish you knew my Precious One.  She is such a treasure!  She is all that I desire.
Then, six weeks later, he wrote:
Oh, to be married to the one you do love, and love most tenderly and devotedly . . . that is bliss beyond the power of words to express or imagination conceive.  There is no disappointment there.  And every day as it shows more of the mind of your Beloved, when you have such a treasure as mine, makes you only more proud, more happy, more humbly thankful to the Giver of all good for this best of earthly gifts.
Indeed.  "Houses and riches are an inheritance from fathers, but a prudent wife is from the LORD" (Proverbs 19:14). 

As I consider this beautiful story from Hudson Taylor's life (and there is much more to it than space permitted me to share here), I am reminded of how important it is for me myself to rely on the Lord in every facet of life, and also as a parent to teach my children to do the same, especially when it comes to marriage.  Specifically, I have come to see how important it is to emphasize the following:
  1. Who you are on the inside is much more important than what you look like on the outside.
  2. Seek the Lord, and let the Lord seek you a mate.  Then you will truly be "a match made in heaven" and know the deepest joys of marital love.
  3. All things come to those who wait, provided you are waiting on the Lord and wanting only God's best!
May God help us to take these lessons to heart!


Real Confession

First John 1:9 is a well-known and precious verse to believers:  "If we confess our sins, He [God] is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness."  Confession is to be a key component to our prayers, as our Lord Jesus Himself taught us in the model prayer:  "Forgive us our sins..." (Luke 11:3; cf. Matt. 6:12).

Every day I confess my sins to God.  I acknowledge to Him any known transgressions, thank the Lord for His atoning grace, and claim His promise that "the blood of Jesus Christ cleanses us from all sin" (1 John 1:7).  Like David, I ask the Lord to "renew a steadfast spirit within me" (Psalm 51:10).

Yet the other day I came across a written prayer that convinced me that I sin far more often than I think I do, and that I don't devote sufficient time to healthy introspection, asking the Lord to search my heart and to reveal any - and all - wicked ways in me.  The following anonymous prayer, simply entitled Sins, was penned by one who had an acute sensitivity to sin and made a properly thorough confession to God:

Merciful Lord,

Pardon all my sins of this day, week, year, all the sins of my life,
sins of early, middle, and advanced years,
of omission and commission,
of morose, peevish and angry tempers,
of lip, life and walk,
of hard-heartedness, unbelief, presumption, pride,
of unfaithfulness to the souls of men,
of want [lack] of bold decision in the cause of Christ,
of deficiency in outspoken zeal for his glory,
of bringing dishonour upon thy great name,
of deception, injustice, untruthfulness
in my dealings with others,
of impurity in thought, word and deed,
of covetousness, which is idolatry,
of substance unduly hoarded, improvidently squandered,
not consecrated to the glory of thee, the great Giver;
sins in private and in the family,
in study and recreation, in the busy haunts of men,
in the study of thy Word and in the neglect of it,
in prayer irreverently offered and coldly withheld,
in time misspent,
in yielding to Satan's wiles,
in opening my heart to his temptations,
in being unwatchful when I know him nigh,
in quenching the Holy Spirit;
sins against light and knowledge,
against conscience and the restraints of thy Spirit,
against the law of eternal love.
Pardon all my sins, known and unknown,
felt and unfelt,
confessed and not confessed,
remembered or forgotten.
Good Lord, hear; and hearing, forgive.
- The Valley of Vision:
Puritan Prayers and Devotions

Certainly there is such a thing as morbid introspection that leads to spiritual depression.  It's been rightly said that for every look you take at yourself; take ten looks at Christ.  Nevertheless, the more we understand the quantity and magnitude of our sins and failures, the more we truly appreciate, value and prize the free and full forgiveness that God provides in and through His Son Jesus Christ.

God help us to grow in our awareness of sin, that we might excel in our praise of His grace. 

Some Guy on a Bus

Every Tuesday morning I meet with a fellow elder named Tony for prayer, Scripture memorization, mutual encouragement and accountability.  This morning he shared that he had family visiting with him - his sister, her husband, and their three children.  I asked if they know the Lord.  They do and are active members in their local church.

This led to a brief conversation about the family as a whole.  My elder friend is one of eight siblings, six of whom have definitely come to know Christ.  Their mother also knows the Lord, and their dad on his deathbed received Christ as Savior.  It all started when one of the siblings - Tony's brother Brendan - got saved.  Brendan was then used of the Lord to win his family to Christ.  

Brendan, who also is an active member in our church, got saved years ago after being witnessed to by his landlord.  How did Brendan get connected with this landlord?  This landlord has a brother that Brendan knew while working in Australia.  This landlord's brother was not a believer and mocked his brother's faith in Jesus Christ.  Yet it was through this connection that Brendan ended up getting saved.

How did this landlord - who was/is a very earnest witness for Christ - get saved?  Years earlier, while he was in Florida, some guy on a bus shared the gospel with him.

Do you see the chain reaction?  Some guy on a bus shared the gospel with another man.  This man in turn shared the gospel with Brendan and countless others.  Brendan shared the gospel with his siblings, who in turn were used to win their parents and spouses to the Lord.  Now all these parents are raising up their children in the discipline and instruction of the Lord - and of course witnessing to their friends, co-workers, neighbors, etc.

I wonder if that guy on the bus had any idea that sharing the gospel with one fellow passenger would create such a chain of events?

I wonder what opportunities God is giving me to begin or continue a similar chain of events.

I wonder how more zealously I would evangelize others if I could look into the future and see all the fruit that comes from faithfully fulfilling one God-given opportunity.

I wonder what opportunity God will bring across my path today, and if I will act on it.

I wonder. . . .

Two American Icons - Dead

I remember standing in the lunch line at Parkside Elementary School and hearing one of my classmates exclaim to another, "Farrah Fawcett is such a babe!"  That was the first time I had heard her name.  Given that eight-year-olds are such experts on who and who isn't a "babe", I was anxious to see a picture of what this woman with the cool name looked like.

I didn't have to wait long.  Charlie's Angels became one of the most popular shows on television, and posters of Farrah started popping up all over the place.  (As a kid, I always thought Jaclyn Smith was prettier.  And come to think of it, I did end up marrying a brunette.)  Farrah truly had become the "American Beauty."

Just about the time the Farrah Fawcett craze began to wane, Michael Jackson's popularity began to rise.  Of course the Jackson Five had been a sensation years earlier, but by the early 80's Michael had begun to make a name for himself.  Eventually Jackson became known as the "king of pop."  Jackson's 1982 Thriller is the world's best-selling record of all-time (PR Newswire, 1/16/09).  That dude could dance like nobody else I've ever seen.

Despite the fame, success and popularity that Farrah Fawcett and Michael Jackson enjoyed, both of these former American icons are now dead.  Gone.  History.  Farrah died of cancer, and Michael was overtaken by an alleged heart attack.  News of their deaths - and their lives - will consume the media's attention (and hence ours) for another day or so, and then these two sensations will become (literally) "yesterday's news."

It's a sad and sobering reminder not only of the brevity of life but also the futility of life apart from Jesus Christ.  It is not my intent to stand as judge over either Mr. Jackson or Miss Fawcett, but to my knowledge neither professed faith in Christ nor lived in a manner consistent with true Christian conversion.  Despite whatever fame they enjoyed, Farrah learned that beauty doesn't last forever, and Michael discovered that we all grow old and can't stay children forever.

Now other stars are on the rise, and they too face the same sobering realities.  One such star, Shia LeBeouf (lead actor in such movies as Disturbia and Transformers) was arrested on a DUI last year and admitted to being an alcoholic.  LeBeouf acknowledged that "he is indeed battling a few demons, adding that all actors are."
They're all in pain.  It's a profession of bottom-feeders and heartbroken people....  Most actors on most days don't think they're worthy....  I have no idea where this insecurity comes from, but it's a God-sized hole.  If I knew it, I'd fill it and I'd be on my way.
(Fox News, 6/10/09)
That "God-sized hole" to which Shia referred can only be filled with the Gospel of Jesus Christ.  Indeed, as John Piper put it, God is the Gospel.  Saint Augustine's prayer is as relevant now as it was in the fourth century when he prayed, "God, you have made us for yourself, and our hearts are restless till they find their rest in you" (Confessions, Book One). 

We who are considered the "nothings" of this world have everything this world needs - and it's all found in Jesus Christ, "who became to us wisdom from God, and righteousness and sanctification and redemption, so that, as it is written, 'Let the one who boasts, boast in the Lord'" (1 Cor. 1:30-31).

Yesterday's deaths are a fitting reinforcement of the lesson we learned during Bible study the night before:

Do not let your heart envy sinners,
But always be zealous for the fear of the Lord.
- Proverbs 23:17 -

Removing Linoleum

Last evening I began removing linoleum from our downstairs bathroom floor.  As I undertook this arduous task, I couldn't help but notice some important spiritual parallels between removing linoleum and getting rid of sin:
  1. Some sins, like our linoleum, have been in place for years. Though it is really ugly, after awhile you don't notice it.
  2. Once sin becomes affixed to us, it becomes difficult (though not impossible) to remove.
  3. To really be effective in removing sin, you have to have the proper tools (e.g. the Word of God, prayer, Christian accountability and fellowship, etc.).
  4. Progress may be slow at times, but it is visible.  Seeing what's been successfully removed so far keeps one motivated to keep removing more.
  5. The downside of seeing progress is that, if we're not careful, we can have a "that's good enough" mentality and stop short of removing all that really ought to be removed.
  6. Having one or two people come alongside to help is a real encouragement and catalyst for further progress.
  7. The job is rarely, if ever, done in a day.  Thus it requires not only diligence but also endurance.
  8. Sometimes the areas which look the ugliest and where the most work is needed are the ones less visible to others.
  9. It's not enough to remove the old stuff; you have to replace it with the new if it is going to be really beautiful and useful.
  10. The process of "removing" and "replacing" becomes much easier when you've been coached and encouraged by someone more experienced that you.
I'm sure that more parallels could be drawn if more time were spent in reflection on these matters.  Come to think of it, I'll probably have more time tonight.  If anyone needs me, I'll be in the bathroom!

My Daughter Megan

This weekend is a special one for our family as we are celebrating not only Father's Day but also the high school graduation of our oldest child and only daughter, Megan Elisabeth.  As I reflect on these last 18 years that we have had with Megan, several thoughts come to mind:
  • I'm glad that God was pleased to give us a girl and that she is our oldest child.  In many ways Megan has been like a "second mother" to our boys.  She is a great sister.
  • I love her hair, how it's red (she got that from my grand-mothers) and naturally curly.
  • Megan has never broken our hearts through disobedience or rebellion.  Rather, she has been a very compliant child with a tender heart and generous spirit.
  • My wife is the best cook I know, but Megan is a close second.  Ruthie has trained her well!  If the way to a man's heart is through his stomach, Megan will be married in no time!
  • When Megan and I butt heads, nine times out of ten it's because we're so much alike.
  • Megan has a great sense of humor.  Nobody I know can get Ruthie laughing like she can.
  • I appreciate the way Megan was a witness for her Lord during her last couple of years at Weymouth High School.  She has used special projects and presentations as opportunities to share the Gospel and a Christian worldview with her teachers and peers.  This past year she even led an after-school Bible study.  This took a lot of perseverance and spiritual courage.
  • Megan has some great artistic ability.  Some of her drawings have really amazed me.
  • Friends can be a great asset or liability, depending on their character and influence.  Megan has chosen wisely in this area.
  • I appreciate the way Megan understands and copes with my temperament and at times my preoccupation with certain things.  She knows me and knows how to relate to me.  This has not always been easy, and I'm grateful for her patience, forbearance, and sensitivity.
  • Whereas many teens don't give younger kids the time of day (or might even pick on them), Megan has befriended many of her juniors and been a positive influence on them.
  • I'm glad that Megan is going to a Bible college this fall - one that has a family atmosphere and is committed to a Christian worldview.  I am really excited for her and believe this will be a positive and rewarding experience.
  • I won't like having one less chair at the dinner table.
  • I will like having back the use of my car.
  • Megan means "great."  Her middle name, Elisabeth, means "consecrated to God."  By His grace, we have a daughter who has lived up to her name.  I pray she always will.
Certainly more could be said, but some things are meant to stay locked up in the heart of a dad.  I suppose I've shared these thoughts publicly because I haven't shared them enough with Megan privately, and because I want her and everyone else who reads this to know how honored and blessed I am to be her dad.

I love you, Megan.

Why Isn't Everyone Here?

A couple of weeks ago on Wednesday evenings I began a Bible study series on Proverbs.  Our introductory sessions went well, characterized by a lot of interest and interaction.  After the second lesson, one of our church members came up to me - rather earnestly - expressing his strong desire to see the whole church benefit from this book study. He said he would promote it from any platform he could.  So I offered him a posting here at our TruthWalk blog.  Here's what he had to say:

As most of you already know, Pastor Matt has embarked on a teaching series on each Wednesday evening titled PRIZING PROVERBS. If you hadn’t known that, then please pass the Word around (pun intended)!

The first two weeks have been an introduction, formulated with the use of a "Proverb" acrostic:  

PPurpose of the book: How to live wisely

R Rules for interpretation to keep in mind

O Origin of the book (author, date, recipients, etc.)

VVarious topics in Proverbs (e.g. the Lord, the family, the fool, diligence & laziness, friendship, finances, life & death

E Explanation & Examples of Parallelism: Synonymous, antithetical, emblematic and synthetic parallelism; i.e. those that say the same thing, those that are opposite, those that are symbols and some that continue the thought or complete a statement

RRelating Wisdom to Christ, namely the wisdom of man vs. the wisdom of God

BBeginning of wisdom, namely, the fear of the Lord.  

As you can see, this was an exhaustive introduction and a marvelous overview/explanation of what we could expect to learn. As I looked around the sanctuary (our meeting place), I said to myself, "Where is everybody?”

This teaching series has been and will be vital to our daily walk, especially since it exalts Christ, imparts His wisdom and will instruct us about virtually everything. Also, it will clear up misconceptions, misunderstandings and/or misinterpretations. Let me cite an example:

Proverbs 22:6 - “Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it.” Jay E. Adams in Competent to Counsel writes, 

This has been taken by some interpreters to mean that if parents train children properly in youth they will not depart from that training when they grow older. However, this is probably not what the verse means. Literally, the passage reads, ‘train a child after the manner of his way,’ that is, after the standard or manner in which he wants to be trained. The verse stands not as a promise but as a warning to parents that if they allow a child to train himself after his own wishes (permissively) they should not expect him to want to change these patterns when he matures. Children are born sinners and when allowed to follow their own wishes will naturally develop sinful habit responses. The basic thought is that such habit patterns become deep-seated when they have been ingrained in the child from the earliest days. The corollary to this passage is found in Proverbs 19:18 where the writer exhorts the reader, ‘ Discipline your son while there is hope; do not set your heart on his destruction.’ 

Wow, this is great stuff!

This is the kind of teaching and preaching that we receive each and every week at FBC Weymouth. We’re given the opportunity to ask questions, dialogue about life issues and get remedy, most importantly, Godly advice, counsel, instruction and help. Oh, how we need all of this.

So, why isn’t everyone here?

I believe that we need to make this a weekly priority for ourselves and family and friends and even those people we know who are not believers in Christ. Each week, we’ll “Get Wisdom”, and as we do, we are led by The Holy Spirit in our life’s decisions for us and for our relationships. At the same time, non- believers will be drawn to “Christ, the power of God and the wisdom of God. Because the foolishness of God is wiser than men, and the weakness of God is stronger than men.” 1 Corinthians 1:24b-25.

Joe Capozzi 6/16/2009  

A Halo of Hope

The following post was written by my friend, Paul Tessari, who serves as Associate Pastor here at First Baptist Church in Weymouth, Massachusetts.

In the New Testament, James writes, 

Come now, you who say, ‘Today or tomorrow we will go to such and such a city, and spend a year there and engage in business and make a profit.’  Yet you do no know what your life will be like tomorrow.  You are just a vapor that appears for a little while and then vanishes away.

This truth was brought home to me at the death of my friend Greg Hudson this last week.  The bible often speaks of our life in these terms.  At every point it conveys the brevity of life and the importance of living it in light of this fact.  The reality is, at some point, we all go on to meet our creator.  Yet, though we do not admit it, we suppress this hard truth when it comes to our own life.  There is something within us that refuses to believe it and so, for the most part, we live our lives thinking we will live forever.  “Such things cannot happen to me,” we think.  It is only when a tragedy such as Greg’s occurs that we are forced to deal with our own mortality and that the veil of self denial is removed and we see ourselves in the same light as Scripture—a vapor that appears for a little while and then vanishes away. 

It is at this very moment that we should ask ourselves, Where will I spend eternity?  What hope is there in death for me?  We must ask them before the shadow of self denial once again descends upon our eyes.  They are tough questions to ask, but questions we need to ask—and answer—before that fateful day happens.  Hebrews, 9:27 tells us, “It is appointed for men to die once and after this comes the judgment.”  There are no second chances, no “do over’s.”  Today is the day of salvation and now is the acceptable time (2 Cor. 6:2).  Scripture tells us that our only hope of eternal life with the Lord is through His Son Jesus Christ.  The apostle Peter said this in Acts 4:10: 

He is the stone which was rejected by you, the builders, but which became the chief corner stone.  And there is salvation in no one else; for there is no other name under heaven that has been given among men by which you must be saved.

Jesus Himself stated: 

I am the way, the truth, and the life; no one comes to the Father but through Me.

The death of Greg Hudson, while tragic, has a halo of hope—he knew Jesus Christ as his Lord and savior.  And while we grieve here on earth for the loss of our friend, we rejoice that he is at home with the Father basking in His glow.  Scripture speaks of the hope that is found in those who believe and trust in Jesus Christ, 

“But we do not want you to be uninformed, brethren, about those who are asleep, so that you will not grieve as do the rest who have no hope.  For if we believe that Jesus died and rose again, even so God will bring with Him those who have fallen asleep in Jesus.  For this we say to you by the word of the Lord that we who are alive and remain until the coming of the Lord will not precede those who have fallen asleep.  For the Lord Himself will descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of the archangel and with the trumpet of God, and the dead in Christ will rise first.  Then we who are alive and remain will be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air, and so we shall always be with the Lord.  Therefore comfort one another with these words.
- 1 Thess. 4:13-18

 Paul speaks further of the death of the saints in 2 Cor. 5:6-9,

Therefore, being always of good courage, and knowing that while we are at home in the body we are absent from the Lord—for we walk by faith, not by sight—we are of good courage, I say, and prefer rather to be absent from the body and to be at home with the Lord.

This is our beloved brother Greg, who is now—at this very moment—rejoicing with the Lord in Heaven. 

Do you have this hope?  Do you have this assurance?  You can.  Take this time now, while your heart is still tender to the sadness of the hour and come to Jesus Christ.  Greg did, and I know that he would want you to as well. 

What Time You Got?

The answer to that question is:  the same as everybody else.  Each person, for the duration of his life, has sixty seconds each minute, sixty minutes each hour, twenty-four hours each day, and 365 days each year to do what he/she is going to do.  That's what time you got!  Me too.

Next question:  How are you utilizing your time?  Are you making the most of it?  Are you managing it well, or squandering it?  Ben Franklin said, "If you love life, don't waste time, for that is what life is made of."  If Ben Franklin, being an unbeliever, could understand the value of time, how much more so should we who know Jesus Christ as our Lord and Savior?  "For to me to live is Christ..." (Phil. 1:21).

A contemporary of Ben Franklin's understood the importance of time even more than he did and consequently accomplished more than Franklin did - at least in light of eternity.  This man's name was Jonathan Edwards, arguably the greatest theologian in the history of America.  He also preached what is probably America's most famous sermon, "Sinners in the Hands of an Angry God."  Jonathan Edwards pastored right here in Massachusetts and was greatly used by God in the revivals that swept across New England in the 1730s and 1740s.  

Edwards was born in 1703, and seventeen years later he was born again while contemplating 1 Timothy 1:17, "Now unto the King eternal, immortal, invisible, the only wise God, be honour and glory for ever and ever.  Amen."  While meditating on the marvel of God's Person and the glory due His name that Edwards "began to have a new kind of apprehension and ideas of Christ, and the work of redemption, and the glorious ways of salvation by Him."  This is what Edwards wrote in his journal, having had the Gospel written on his heart.

Having been miraculously converted, Jonathan Edwards was now committed to glorify and honor God with every fiber of his being.  To help himself do this, he crafted over the course of the following year dozens of "Resolutions" which were designed to help him achieve his life's ambition:  to glorify God.  It's amazing to think that Edwards began writing his famous Resolutions at age 18 - less than a year following his conversion - and completed them before he turned 20.

These Resolutions can be grouped in various categories, which Dr. Steven Lawson has capably outlined in his outstanding book, The Unwavering Resolve of Jonathan Edwards.  One such category was that of Time.  In Resolution #7, Edwards vowed,
Resolved, never to do anything, which I should be afraid to do, if it were the last hour of my life.
Realizing that his death may be preceded by the coming of Christ, Edwards later wrote for Resolution #19,
Resolved, never to do anything, which I should be afraid to do, if I expected it would not be above an hour, before I should hear the last trump.
Clearly, these particular Resolutions were designed to help Edwards steer clear of temptation.  As noted by Lawson, "If he [Edwards] cold say that he ought to avoid any activity in his final hour, he would know that he ought to avoid it at any point in his Christian walk....  Living as if he was in his last hour helped him keep sinful things at a distance."

About a year after finishing his Resolutions, Edwards wrote in his journal,
I frequently hear persons in old age say how they would live, if they were to live their lives over again: resolved, that I will live just so as I can think I shall wish I had done, supposing I live to old age.  July 8, 1723.
Edwards earnestly wanted to live a life in such a way that he would never lie on his death-bed wishing that he could relive it, knowing that he had wasted it.  If we are to live contented lives, we must make the same commitment, resolving to take significant steps now.  Like Edwards, we must make the glory of God our number-one pursuit and passion.

What in your life needs to go?  What needs to be added?  In what ways can you better maximize your time, making the most of every minute, to count for eternity?  

May each of us like Moses pray, "Lord, teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts to wisdom" (Psalm 90:12).

Love Them While You Can

Nine years ago today, my mom went to heaven.  With her husband and five children surrounding her and singing her favorite hymns, Mom "breathed her last."  It was on a Thursday, at 5:24 p.m.  (More than once in the days and weeks that followed, I had to excuse myself from the dinner table, so conscious was I of when the clock turned 5:24 and reliving that moment in my mind.)

I'll always be thankful to the Lord for those nine precious days I had with Mom prior to her homegoing, especially sitting at her bedside and holding her hand all through that final night.  God gave me those hours to reiterate to Mom how much I loved her and to thank her for being such a faithful and loving mother to me.

Mom's last audible words were: "I have so many good memories ... good memories.  I love you."  (For my birthday that year, Ruthie gave me a beautiful, marble-based picture holder with those words engraved on it, with pictures of Mom and me, along with the rest of the family.)

It's been nine years since I've been able to look Mom in the eye, hear her voice, squeeze her hand, spend precious moments with her.  God graciously granted me 31 years to enjoy Mom. Whatever opportunities I had to cultivate our earthly relationship are now gone.  All I have now are the memories and the anticipation of heaven.

Years ago, while I was in college, I heard a song at church one Sunday morning that made quite an impression on me and has stuck with me ever since.  So many songs are written about how precious children are, but this song is about how precious parents are, and how we must "love them while we can."  You can listen to it by clicking here and then clicking on the orange demo line you see in the link.  Here are the lyrics:

They tied our shoes, took us to school, patched our worn-out jeans
They soothed our tears and calmed our fears, and listened to our dreams
Somewhere along their golden years, their hair has lost its sheen
The notes to hymn one hundred ten crackle when they sing
And now they are alone, no children's voices fill their empty homes
 
Chorus
We must love them while we can, we must love them while we can
For time just seems to hurry by, and the days slip into years
And the moments that we have will disappear
So love them while we can
 
Verse 2
The folks that taught us our first words, still have much to say
The silver secrets of the world, lie beneath those crowns of gray
As they approach the end, we change our role from children to best friend

Bridge
We always thought they'd be around
Until the end of time
Until day we wake and find ...

Chorus

We must love them while we can, we must love them while we can
For time just seems to hurry by, and the days slip into years
And the moments that we have will disappear
So love them while we can

I realize that not everyone has been blessed with Christian parents like mine.  Nevertheless, God's Word instructs us as children to honor our parents ... to love our neighbors as ourselves ... and even to love our enemies.  You'll never regret showing the love of Christ to  your mom and dad.  If your parents are still living, don't wait till Mother's Day or Father's Day to express your gratitude or to demonstrate your love for them.  Make the most of today.  Love them while you can.