What Do We Want from Our Pastors?

Looking back on the many different churches I’ve been a part of, the matter of church leadership has always been a major concern. Pastors, elders, deacons (and deaconesses), board members, teachers, and various other office-holders appear in my memory in varying shades of “the good, the bad, and the ugly.” The overarching question that I keep coming back to is: What does the Lord of the church want His church to be? Because that ought to determine the nature of the church’s leadership.

Shepherding the “flock of God” is, or should be, a high and holy calling. Jesus prayed, not only for His immediate band of apostles and other followers, but also for “those who will believe through their word.” For the church of the future, all the way down to you and me. And He prayed that the Father would “sanctify them by Thy truth; Thy word is truth.” Throughout the Scriptures, the ministry of that sacred, sanctifying word is of paramount importance.

If you’re like me, you’re in constant need of reminding about “the basics.” I’m apt to forget what the Bible is. Not simply a written record of the opinions of those who lived centuries ago in a far-off land. It’s exactly the opposite. The Bible is the eternal truth of the living, ruling, supreme, saving God of the universe. The Bible’s message is as contemporary and relevant as if it had been written this very morning. And its truth, its WHOLE truth, is to SANCTIFY God’s people.

Parts of the Scriptures are thrilling, inspiring, fascinating, heartwarming, challenging. Other parts are strange, obscure, tiresome, uncomfortable, terrifying. But Christians consider “all Scripture” to be “God-breathed...profitable for doctrine, for reproof, for correction, and for training in righteousness, that the man of God should be complete, fully equipped for every good work.” Serious Christians should desire to learn and treasure and obey “the whole counsel of God.”

Perhaps you find yourself in a church that seems content with lighthearted “sermonettes” on a Sunday morning. Your pastor picks his topic based on what he deems to be the “felt needs” of his people. Or the current crisis facing society the previous week. Or maybe he follows the dictates of the church calendar that rotates through a set litany of topics each year. Many pastors appear eager to make their flocks feel better about themselves and life in general. They portray God as a fountain of happiness, but downplay His desire to SANCTIFY us (make us HOLY).

Really, I’ve found that, by and large, a church will get the kind of pastor it WANTS. And very often, the kind it DESERVES. Unless a group of believers is truly hungry to be taught ALL of the Scriptures, that group will end up with a pastor who is more of a “hireling” than a shepherd. One who feeds the sheep with just what will keep them barely alive, not make them all that God wants them to be.

When was the last time that your minister preached through an entire book of the Bible? How about one of the difficult ones like Ecclesiastes or Ezekiel or Hebrews? Does your preacher tend to cycle through a limited pool of topics or preach only from the New Testament or even just the four Gospels? Would you be willing to go deeper and broader in God’s truth, if only your leader was willing to lead the way?

God gave us 66 books for a good reason. He knew what His people needed from all eternity, and He gave it to us in the form of a magnificent Book! Do we want a pastor who is everybody’s “pal” and keeps us all feeling good Sundays with his jokes and anecdotes and pep talks? Or do we want a scholarly mind that grapples with the depth and breadth of holy Scripture in order to challenge His people to make strides spiritually, preparing them for an unknown future that might include persecution and call for strong, sanctified soldiers of the cross?

What DO we want from our pastors? Isn’t it time to voice those desires in prayer? Isn’t it high time to be serious about our faith, our Lord, our churches, our world?

MNA
7/3/2020

Not Knowing

How do we know what we know? Is it possible to know anything with absolute certainty? My five senses are continually sending me information about the world around me (including data about my own body), but can I trust those senses to give me accurate messages? Can I be certain that the workings of my own mind are sifting through that data in a reliable way?

Such questions don’t normally occur to us as we live our day-to-day lives. But philosophers have routinely discussed them for centuries. Epistemology is the study of the whole question of human knowledge and how it is acquired. Many thinkers have come to the conclusion that all we can be sure about beyond any doubt is that we are having sensations--sense perceptions. Others are convinced that the only real knowledge is found in the recesses of the mind--rational thought. Yet others conclude that it is a mixture of the two that determines what and how we know.

Personally, I’m convinced that the claim to “know” something beyond doubt is most usually a doubtful claim.

When God created men and women, He gave them a capacity to “know” Him and trust Him. They enjoyed fellowship with their Creator in a way that you and I only dream of. And yet, even in the Garden of Eden, doubt soon crept into the thinking of our first parents! It slithered into Paradise in the form of a devilish serpent.

The first human couple were tempted, doubted God’s goodness, and fell into sin, dragging their descendants in along with them. Ever since then, the whole question of “knowing” has been up for grabs. When Adam and Eve lost touch with their Creator, their whole basis for certainty about things was short-circuited. The world itself was no longer “very good” in the sense that God had first made it. Indeed, it was under a divine pronouncement of judgment--His curse. There was now no longer God’s unfettered benediction upon creation. Evil had entered, both in the world itself, in ourselves, and in our knowledge of it.

“You will be as gods,” the serpent had lied, “knowing good and evil.” The devil insists that there are really two sides to ultimate truth. God cannot be trusted. He’s not really as good as He is making out. He actually has a dark side. He’s holding back the good stuff for Himself, unwilling to share it with you humans. He’s a cosmic killjoy. His word can safely be questioned, doubted, even disobeyed. And “you will not surely die.”

This is why I normally meet a claim of absolute certainty with a degree of suspicion. There are a great number of false claims flying around. Ever since the Fall and the expulsion from Eden, people have had to be content to be BELIEVERS rather than KNOWERS.

What I mean is, since God the Creator-friend of Eden with whom Adam and Eve communed has become physically absent from us (until Jesus was born), any knowledge of Him has had to come to us “second-hand.” And human beings have learned to imitate the proverbial “man from Missouri” who stubbornly refuses to take anything at face value. While we continue to long for certainty and crave to be sure that we are sure, we find ourselves needing to TRUST some source or other in the HOPE of having that certainty.

“How do you KNOW that God exists?” Frankly, I cannot fully and finally answer that question to my own personal satisfaction. I have intellectual proofs and arguments that are convincing. I have had experiences and have read the Scriptures, and have even spoken to Him. But my own KNOWLEDGE of God’s reality is based on my FAITH in something, Someone, outside of myself.

It is interesting that the words “faith” and “knowledge” are used in the Bible in a somewhat interchangeable way. We are instructed to be true to the “faith of Christ” and to grow in the “knowledge of Christ.” Perhaps the growth from initial “faith” into “knowledge” is a progressive thing, becoming more and more firmly convinced through increased experience as a believer. But notice that those brought initially into Christ are referred to as BELIEVERS and not KNOWERS.

“Faith” is listed in the New Testament as one of the ninefold “fruit of the Spirit” and is in many ways superior to knowledge. If we consider the term “knowledge” to refer to something that is beyond any doubt, then we can see how faith would be a superior virtue. To go on believing something even though doubt is a possibility, must mean that that something holds a very high value to me. We experience this with our loved ones. I might doubt that my child can succeed in what he or she is attempting to do, but out of LOVE for that child, I go on BELIEVING.

I often wonder about the Lord Jesus and His mission here on planet earth to save His people from their sins. He was born into a Jewish peasant family and became a genuine human being with a body and a soul. But He was also fully God from the very beginning (John 1:1). His two distinct natures were never mixed or combined or confused with one another. So as a human being, Jesus was limited in his knowledge just as you and I are.

Never was any man more challenged to go on believing when it was possible to doubt God, than was Jesus Christ. As His death march to the Cross of Calvary drew closer and closer to His own personal “judgment day,” the Bible tells us that Jesus grew more and more agitated and emotion-laden. In his final hours with the twelve disciples, Jesus begged His heavenly Father for some other path than the horrors that awaited Him as the sacrificial lamb who’d be forsaken on that middle cross. To proceed with that assignment, Jesus had to fix His eyes firmly on “the joy set before Him.”

I just wonder if Christ “knew” with a sense of inhuman certainty that everything would turn out well--that crucifixion would be followed by resurrection? Or, like we, was he plagued with a sense of doubt even as His face felt the blows, His back felt the stripes, His shoulder bore the beam, His hands and feet felt the nails, and His voice screamed, “My God, why?”

If those words are true, if His mission really happened, and accomplished all it meant to, then all my doubts can be faced with an unflinching faith, and I can leave the ultimate KNOWING to my Heavenly Lord who knows ALL THINGS, and who reveals to me all I NEED to know.

Amen

MNA
5/22/2020

Heart on a Leash

I’m told that the pastor-theologian Jonathan Edwards was the keenest mind that America ever produced. He was one of the preachers God especially used during the 18th century to lead in the revival that came to be known as “The Great Awakening.” Edwards is also known for his thought and writing in the field of philosophy. One of his most important works in that field is his treatise on the freedom of the will.

Edwards insisted in that work that the human will (which he defined as “the mind choosing”) always makes its choice as it is directed by the person’s strongest desire at the moment. To put it in more modern lingo, the mind ALWAYS chooses by “listening to the HEART.”

You might object that you have often chosen a course of action because you were FORCED into it by your wife, your boss, your best friend, or the weather. Your heart wasn’t in it, it wasn’t at all what you DESIRED to do at the moment, but you chose it anyway.

But if you consider the exact circumstances of each choice, you will discover that Jonathan Edwards had it exactly right. When your boss told you to do something you didn’t care to do, you did it because you didn’t WANT to disappoint him or her, or simply because you WANTED to keep your job. Your conflicting desires at the moment came to a point where the strongest one won the battle. You gave in to your wife because you desired harmony with her more than your own way. You gave your wallet to the mugger because you desired your life more than your money. You cancelled the picnic on a rainy day because you didn't desire soggy sandwiches.

So, all of our mental decisions, and hence, our actual choices of action, are prompted by the desires of our hearts. The strongest desire ALWAYS WINS.

This is a challenging idea, at least in my mind. When I examine my own heart--I mean when I HONESTLY examine it, I find all kinds of selfish desires: wealth, ease, comfort, the respect of my fellow man, the love of my wife and children, self-esteem, and so on. And yeah, there are other darker desires lurking down deep that I don’t wish to even LOOK at, let alone acknowledge or make public.

One of my ongoing, overpowering desires involves expressing my love of beauty and creativity. I enjoy the ACT of creating, whether musically, visually, or poetically. I love to engage in, observe, revel in, immerse myself, lose myself in the realm of the beautiful. Sometimes I find myself desiring beauty so much, it is like a narcotic--like a golden idol I’m tempted to WORSHIP.

This is one of the many reasons I need the Lord in my life. I need His presence. I need His truth. I need His only begotten Son Jesus the Christ. I need the Holy Spirit’s promptings to grab my heart and SHAKE it. I need my DESIRE for HIM to grow...and grow...and grow.

I need my desires to pant for God like an exhausted deer longs for streams of water. I need God’s word to follow me through my day, poking me like a cattle prod when my darker desires start to belch their poison from far, far down in my soul. I need a ready antidote for that sinful venom when I taste it on my tongue.

Desire can be a wonderful, meaningful, glorious thing--as can creativity and beauty.

But I must never forget that the most UGLY and POISONOUS being that ever lived began as the most beautiful of the heavenly host. And one of the things he counted on in Eden was that the woman would see in that forbidden fruit a thing “desirous for making one wise.”

Desire is like an awesome, gorgeous animal. It’s a huge, splendid tiger. There is coming a day when all the tigers of humanity’s desires will finally be let loose to roam freely throughout the land, never to hunt or kill again in all God’s new creation… 

But that day isn’t here yet. For now, that huge, beautiful beast must be on a strong leash. I can’t afford to totally set it free. Because all of my sins began, and will continue to begin, at the point of my strongest desire.

Lord God, may your strong, wise, beautiful hand always hold tightly to my heart’s leash.

Amen.

MNA

5/3/2020

In the Picture?

TRUTH is that which corresponds to reality as it is perceived by GOD.

The preceding sentence is probably the most accurate definition of truth ever devised. Notice that the definition is carefully worded so as to put the final measure of truth in God’s hands, not ours.

Saint Anselm defined God as “that Being than whom no greater can be conceived.” This was the opening of his “ontological argument” for God’s existence. The argument from BEING. Basically, the argument is that God exists NECESSARILY, both as a concept AND as a Reality. For if HE didn’t exist, neither could, or would, anything else!

It follows quite easily that since God’s existence is the only way reality can be accounted for, then His VIEW of reality is the only way TRUTH can be rightly defined.

Since our corporate “fall” in the Garden of Eden, we, Adam and Eve’s offspring, have been engaged in the vain attempt to turn truth into a subjective animal. A amorphous chimera that can be molded and nuanced to suit us and our subjective experience. Together with our primordial parents, we swallowed the lie, “You shall be as gods.” Satan followed that promise up with the qualifier: “knowing good and evil.” But what he really meant was that we could REDEFINE right and wrong according to our corporate whim.

For fallen human beings, created in God’s image, yet saddled with a sinful nature that rebels against Him, we are actually FAR from truly “knowing good and evil.” Oh, we THINK we know what they are. We might even come close sometimes. But guess what? The history of our race proves quite clearly that our “god”-like knowledge of right and wrong is way out of kilter.

Lets take COVID-19 as a present-day example.

Pretty much our entire planet is agreeing right now that this new virus is an unqualified EVIL. It is immobilizing and terrorizing whole populations. It is killing many of our loved ones. It is closing down thousands of businesses. It is separating families. It is a source of misinformation and confusion, much of it on a global scale.

But, if Anselm is right, if God must be, and truth is reality as HE sees it...

Then we must ask ourselves, “What is the truth about the coronavirus as God perceives it?”

When Indiana’s governor gave a speech about the measures our state was taking to combat and accommodate the present crisis, he closed the address by citing his hope and plea for the people of faith in our state to continue their important work of reaching out to struggling and hurting people. He saw this as a way to keep up our morale and our hope for a better tomorrow.

I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised, but on youtube, the comments following the governor’s speech included a bunch of criticisms that chastised him for mentioning “people of faith” along with the heroic health care workers and first responders who were facing the crisis with “real” help, and not that religious nonsense (or words to that effect).

It seems that we really DO prefer to define truth, even good and evil, with God out of the picture, even though He, and no other, is the source of all being, and the arbiter of all truth, and the only true KNOWER of what is good, and hence, what is evil.

There are times in the Bible narrative, when God takes definite, concrete steps to “shake things up,” and get folks’ attention. I recall one story of how the Philistines captured the Ark of the Covenant from the Israelites and hauled it off to display it triumphantly in one of their pagan temples. God shook things up by making their idol Dagon topple over and break apart, then sending a plague of tumors and an infestation of rats!

The Philistines did all they could, humanly speaking, to solve this problem in a manner that left the Hebrew God out of the picture. Their solutions failed miserably. So they finally sent the Ark back to Israel in a cart pulled by two milk cows who had just calved, while keeping the calves away from the mothers. The cows pulled the cart straight back to Israel, proving to the Philistine leaders that God really HAD caused the plague and the infestation. “Scientific” proof!

Pestilence, plague, natural disaster, fire falling from heaven, whatever tragic situation humans have faced or will face in the future, can we not stop playing the pointless game of facing the crisis with God out of the picture? The truth is that He’s in it. He could not NOT be in it. His being makes all other reality possible. And only He perceives the crisis as it TRULY is.

Read your Bible and you’ll get a clue of the many ways God has USED seemingly evil things in the past to bring about enormous GOOD. Natural evils as well as human evils, nothing is beyond God’s ability to sovereignly sanctify it. Even evil men nailing His only Son to the cross.

Health care professionals, first responders, philanthropists, good neighbors--all of these can be symbols of hope for those caught up in a terrifying viral crisis like we’re facing right now.

But, as we thank them for their efforts, let’s trace the hope we feel back to its ultimate SOURCE.

Crises like this are one of God’s ways of making us keep Him in the picture.

MNA
4/3/2020

Whose Glory?

One of my favorite "modern" movies (produced after the year 1960) is the Spielberg film Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade. Not only is it a great father-son story about alienation and reconciliation between Indy and his dad Henry, it's also a story that suggests tension within a number of deep theological issues.

Holy grail-lore expert Prof. Henry Jones is missing from a privately financed hunt for the cup of Christ. Archaeologist-adventurer Indiana Jones hurries to Venice, Italy in order to find his missing father. Suddenly, unidentified assassins begin attacking him, thinking that, like his dad, Indy is seeking the holy grail. They are members of a secret band of soldiers sworn to safeguard the secret of the grail's whereabouts with their lives.

During this action-packed story, two key confrontations stand out. First is the meeting of the chief of the secret band with Indy, where the chief asks him: "Why do you seek the cup of Christ? Is it for His glory...or for yours?" Indy assures the man that all he wants is to find and rescue his father. Informed of the location where Henry is being held, Jones continues his quest to free him.

Later, after rescuing his dad, the two of them are on the run to evade the Nazis who pursue them. At a crossroads--one leading back to Venice, the other to Berlin--Henry insists that they go to Berlin to retrieve his grail diary, in which there are clues that will safely guide them to find the grail. Indiana strongly objects to venturing into the Nazi stronghold, but Henry counters: "The quest for the grail isn't archaeology. It's a race against evil." It seems that the Germans also want the cup of Christ to help them capture the world.

Fanciful grail legends aside, one must admit that the stakes are even higher than world domination, when it comes to deciding WHOSE glory each of us is seeking, whatever our personal "quest" may be. When Henry Jones suddenly slaps his son in the face after Indy, in frustration, uses "Jesus Christ" as a curse, and tells him, "That's for blasphemy!", he suggests a world and life view that includes an overpowering belief in God. Henry's quest for the grail is not for his own glory. He has something much greater and higher in mind. He is on a divine mission.

I believe that a compelling reason so many are doing all they can to avoid God, Christ, and the church, in our day, is that they find it impossible to live with the idea of an all-powerful Being who designed and created and sustains this universe for HIS glory and not for OURS.

Even worse than those who flat-out deny God's reality are those who vainly attempt to re-define who He is. This includes folks in so many of our churches who pick and choose among the Lord's biblical attributes to cobble together a Frankenstein-like deity of their own liking. A tame, toothless God they can live with. A God who lets humans "fulfill their own destiny" or "just follow their hearts." A grandfatherly semi-supreme Being who doesn't really judge anyone for his or her sins.

Asking myself, "Will this glorify God...or myself?" in regard to what I am thinking, doing, saying, seeking, is probably the most important question I could possibly ponder. And the one I'm least likely to ask. Why? Because the remaining sin within me is resting too comfortably. Because I deplore confrontations (especially with myself!). And, honestly, because I am normally too insulated against the glories of God's creation that shout, scream and sing about the glorious Being HE truly is!

The Apostle Paul wrote to his son in the faith, young Timothy: "I have fought the good fight. I have finished the race. I have kept the faith." He claimed that a crown of life was awaiting him in glory. Heaven is where God's people will graciously be permitted to share in the glory that is Christ's. But for now, we are on a divine quest. A quest for HIS glory. Like Henry Jones told his son, "It's a race against evil!" To focus on heavenly glory, I must confront and kill the evil WITHIN.

Our Captain, King Jesus, is coming again, perhaps sooner than we imagine. He will be leading his armies into the true "Last Crusade" to deliver his people and crush their enemies. When He comes, will he find you "seeking HIS glory...or YOURS?"

MNA
4/2/2020

The Humble Way

No robe of purple
To swathe his shoulders,
No crown of gold & gems
To wreathe his head,
Our king rode lowly in
Upon a plain she-ass’s foal
While a tide of prideful clamor surged
About the sand adorning filthy feet.

No brutish claws or jaws
To slay his enemies,
No mane, no muscled mien
Primed by forays in the fields,
Our lion of Judah’s tribe, meek
As a prey, soon would feel the flint
Now poised by highest priests to slay
Him whose blood their soiled souls
Alone could cleanse.

No shields or spears
Laid up in hoard for conquest,
No martial gear or strategies
To launch his empire’s age,
Our captain stripped himself down
To the covering of a slave-towel
Pantomiming how he stooped
From the height no rocket could reach.

No more miracles
To signify his source,
No more parables
To mystify or make plain,
Our teacher bowed to a loathsome place
Of no self-respecting man, to cleanse
Naked, filthy, sinful feet, then walked
Up a hill like a hollow skull
To wash and save us all.

MNA
8/11/19

Dying & Undying Love

Ready to stay and serve,

Ready to travel and tell,

Willing to cramp the curve,

Willing to spoil the spell…

Offering deeps to droves,

Offering blood to bound,

Giving my pulse to prove,

Giving my sense to sound…

Touching a whore with hope,

Touching a crook with care,

Helping the crying cope,

Seeking the sick to spare…

Shedding my wares to Want,

Bleeding my time to Tried,

Sparing my strength to Can’t,

Sharing his grace to guide…

Speaking soft to sinner,

Singing sinew for saint,

Whispering wait to wandering,

Blowing a force for faint…

Promising rest to rebels,

Promising fire to frauds,

Risking a stone for stumbles,

Betting a game for gods…

Carrying wood for Weary,

Donating gold for dross,

Peering through beacons bleary,

Crowned on a bleeding cross…

Willing to waste and wait,

Willing to love and lose,

Ready to rise and renovate,

Charity’s charge to choose!

MNA

1/5/2019