Jesus and Aragorn!

            Most people who know me are aware that I am a J. R. Tolkien fan.  I absolutely love the Hobbit, and the trilogy, the Lord of the Rings.  One of the main characters in the Lord of the Rings trilogy is a man named Strider.  He is a Ranger from the north, tall, lanky, quiet but with a definite authority about him.  He is fearless, but not a bully.  The Hobbits call him Strider because of his long legs.  When he enters the story, no one is really impressed with him.  He seems a bit suspicious, a bit strange, but he knows a lot about what is going on in the world, and he seems much older than he is. 
            Many people treat him with disrespect and disdain, but the longer this Strider is around the more you become impressed with him.  Slowly throughout the books you learn that this weather beaten Ranger, is actually Aragorn, the rightful heir to the Kingdom of Gondor.  At the end of the book, He comes to Gondor to claim his rightful kingdom, but the Steward of Gondor, the man who was reigning until the rightful king should return did not want to believe that Aragorn was that man.  He wanted to hold on to his power, he didn’t think Aragorn was worthy of the position.  So there is a conflict of Kingdoms, the Kingdom of the Stewards who had been entrusted with leading the kingdom in the absence of the King, and the rightful King who returns to receive His Kingdom.  It’s a great picture of Jesus coming into our world, and I’m not sure that Tolkien, a Christian, didn’t have that in mind. 
            When Jesus returned to the world He had made, He had the same kind of problem.  He came off as poor, unlearned, without any social standing and yet He was the rightful King come to inaugurate a new Kingdom.  But the people in power, the religious leaders who considered themselves the stewards of the Kingdom didn’t welcome Him.  His authority challenged theirs, His claims angered them.  And we see that the story of Jesus is the story of Kingdoms in Conflict.  A new Kingdom is being inaugurated by Jesus, but this new Kingdom challenges the old one, resulting in constant conflict.  
             But that's not the end of the story--because we experience the same things in our lives.  Each one of us are our own kingdoms, and we reign over them, we’re the Kings and Queens of our little fiefdoms.  And then along comes Jesus claiming that He is King over us, and we balk, we hesitate, or we strike back in anger.  Our kingdoms are also in conflict.  
             Aragorn wins his kingdom back, and so will our Lord.  For us, the question we need to ask is: does Jesus have to win His kingdom back from me, or will I gladly hand it over?  Am I being a good steward of the "Kingdom of Dan?"  Will I give Him the keys to my kingdom?  Will I truly allow Him to rule over my kingdom, or try to keep part of it back?  We enter His peace when we surrender, we enter His joy when we give up what we cannot rule effectively anyway.  

When God Just Isn't Good Enough

           CS Lewis, in his book, God in the Dock, answers a question about Jesus this way:  “What are we to make of Jesus Christ?    This is a question, which has, in a sense a frantically comic side.  For the real question is not what are we to make of Christ, but what is He to make of us.  The picture of a fly sitting deciding what it is going to make of an elephant has comic elements about it.” 
            The reason Lewis brings this up is that most of us do believe that what we think of Jesus is the most important thing.  For all the irony this thought entails, we do judge God.  We decide whether or not He is worth believing in, whether or not He lives up to our expectations of what our God should be, whether or not He is moral enough, powerful enough, relevant enough.  It’s really a rather tragic farce.  For many people, the honest truth is that, to them, God just isn’t good enough.
            When you begin to talk to people about God, listen to them talking about God with others, you get the clear impression that God just isn’t good enough—at least the God of the Bible.  It’s an interesting statement isn’t it:  God isn’t good enough.  The Bible tells us that God visited our planet to help us to understand Him better, and to rescue us from our sin and the judgment it entailed.  So God came to visit us in the person of Jesus—and when He did, we deemed him not good enough.  Perfect God walked the planet as perfect Man and we deemed Him not good enough for us to believe in, and worship.  Hell will be filled with people for whom God wasn’t good enough.  They will have heard of Him, learned about Him, perhaps even called themselves religious—but Jesus was still just not good enough for them.
            They wanted something different.  They wanted something more.  They wanted someone tamer.  They wanted someone more PC.  They wanted something and someone…else.  Fredericka Mathewes Greene, a writer, and Christian intellectual wrote a book called At the Corner of East and Now: A Modern Life in Ancient Christian Orthodoxy.  In it, she recalls how she came to faith, more importantly, how she at first resisted and dismissed Jesus and Christianity. 
“Back in my college days I was pretty dismissive of Christianity.  To be more accurate, I was contemptuous and hostile.  Though raised in a minimally Christian home, I had rejected the faith by my early teens.  I remained spiritually curious, however, and spent the following years browsing the world’s spiritual food court, gathering tasty delights.  The core of my home-made belief system was “the life force;” the raw energy of life, I’d concluded, was the essence of God, and the various world religions were poetic attempts to express that truth.  I selected among those scraps of poetry as they pleased me.  “My senior college year I gained a startling insight: I realized that my selections were inevitably conditioned by my own tastes, prejudices and blind spots.  I was patching together a Frankenstein God in my own image, and it would never be taller than 5’1. "
Greene finally realized that she was making a god of her own.  Eventually she met Jesus and gave her life to Him.  He was so much more than she had thought He was.  Initially for her, and for so many others, God just wasn’t good enough.  When Jesus returned to his hometown of Nazareth, the placed He grew up, everyone was impressed and excited He was back.  They heard Him speak, make some amazing claims, and were still impressed.  Then, quickly, the script changes and He is chased out of town.  Within a few moments the friendly welcome is gone and the wheels fall off their relationship with Jesus.  It happens so abruptly it’s disconcerting.  What in the world happened? 
          What happened is precisely the same thing that has been happening ever since.  We can see here: The Anatomy of Rejection.  Few people start off hating Jesus and what He says.  Something makes it happen.  
           In Luke 4:14-30 we can see the Anatomy of a rejection through the actions of his home town.  It starts off good, and everyone is excited, until Jesus starts talking about things that aren't complimentary to them.  Here is the downward progression.  

Good Vibes:  The reputation of Jesus attracts me (v.14-15)
Enticing Ideas: The words of Jesus fascinate me (v.16-22a)
Troubling thoughts: The claims of Jesus bother me (v.22b)
Unwelcome Realities: The truths of Jesus insult me (v.23-28)
Ultimate Rejection: The Jesus of the New Testament repels me (v.29-30)

          Jesus told them the truth, even when He knew how they would respond to it.  That's why today, most people are both impressed and skeptical of Jesus.  They can't help being impressed with what He did, but can't help being offended by what He says about them.  This helps us to understand why Jesus is both admired and reviled in our world.  

           God is good enough.  It just seems strange to have to affirm that kind of a truth.  

Jesus--the Rosetta stone of our faith

Scholar Richard Niebuhr once compared Jesus to the Rosetta Stone.  For years Egyptologists could only guess at the meanings of the hieroglyphics. Then one day they found the Rosetta Stone, and on this stone they saw the same text reproduced in Greek, ordinary Egyptian script, and hieroglyphics.  By comparing what they knew of the other languages they could finally decipher the hieroglyphics.  Now they could know what they could only guess at before.  Niebuhr said that Jesus is like that for us.  When God is confusing, when we’re not sure what He’s really like, or what He really wants, we can gaze steadily at Jesus, because He’s the image of the Invisible God, the Rosetta Stone of our faith.  

Who is Ernest Digweed, and why did he leave so much money to Jesus?

One of the greatest questions of our time is: who is Jesus, anyway?  So many people have so many different ideas about who Jesus was.  In 1976 a man named Ernest Digweed, a retired teacher from Portsmouth, England, left a rather strange will.  He left $44,000 for Jesus Christ “on the occasion of His return to this earth.”  But, in order to claim it, Christ had to return in the next 80 years.  He must return specifically to “reign on earth” and He must prove His identity to the British Government.  Mr. Digweed’s probate attorney said, “I certainly anticipate we are going to have a lot of trouble, particularly with cranks.”  And he asked anyone who might be listening, “Who can tell who is the real Jesus Christ?  Different people think different things.”    
            Noted American author Ralph Waldo Emerson said, “Jesus Christ belonged to the true race of the prophets.  He saw with an open eye the mystery of the soul. Drawn by its severe harmony, ravished with its beauty, he lived in it, and had his being there.  Alone in all history he estimated the greatness of man.”  So, to Emerson, he was a prophet.  Gandhi described Jesus this way, “A man who was completely innocent, offered himself as a sacrifice for the good of others, including his enemies, and became the ransom for the world.  It was the perfect act.”  Gandhi saw no divinity in Jesus, but a great and willing martyr.  Mikhail Gorbachev, former Soviet political leader claimed that Jesus was “the first socialist, the first to seek a better life for mankind.”  So Gorbachev saw Jesus as a social activist!
A historian named Philip Schaf tried to describe the enormous influence Jesus had on history and culture.  “This Jesus of Nazareth, without money and arms, conquered more millions than Alexander, Caesar, Mohammed, and Napoleon; without science…he shed more light on things human and divine than all philosophers and scholars combined; without the eloquence of schools, he spoke such words of life as were never spoken before or since, and produced effect which lie beyond the reach of orator or poet; without writing a single line, he set more pens in motion and furnished themes for more sermons, orations, discussions, learned volumes, works of art, and songs of praise than the whole army of great men of ancient and modern times.” 
Today, everyone seems to have a different idea of who Jesus was or is.  Ironically, the ONLY way anyone can know about Jesus is through the New Testament documents.  Yet, the vast majority of people with strong opinions about who Jesus is have not even read the New Testament account.  Their ideas about Jesus come from sources which cannot really shed light on His true identity.  Some people’s opinions are strictly based on what they’ve heard someone else say, which was precisely why Luke wrote his gospel.  Who is Jesus, anyway?  A great way to find out is to begin reading the New Testament accounts, and I highly suggest the gospel of Luke. 

A Disneyland Christmas?

Last Sunday my wife and I visited Disneyland.  We had been told that Disneyland had a Candlelight celebration of Christmas that was truly Christian.  Wanting to see for ourselves we got there and stood in line a loooong time.  It wasn't a line to get in, it was a line to get close enough to the Candlelight service to see and hear.  We were in time for the 5:30 "show."  It began with the lights dimming all over Main Street, and a choir consisting of about 500 choir members from High School and church choirs.  Singing traditional Christmas carols, carrying their electric candles, they walked towards the train station steps.  It was an incredible scene.

Then they filled the stairs of the train station, with colored lights beaming on them, and began the Candlelight service. Lou Diamond Phillips read the Nativity story from Luke 2 between carols, while the conductor led the choir and orchestra in the most beautiful Christmas music and service it has ever been my privilege to attend. At several points, soloists gave performances that still move me.  At one point a young man sang Silent Night in Spanish, then, moving over to another part of the stage, invited everyone (in flawless English) within earshot to sing Silent Night with him.

Then, in the public square (Disneyland), praise to God rose from the throats of total strangers gathered together, some aware of the program, some caught totally unawares.  Yet, they sang, together.  No words were put up to read, everyone knew the words.  Everyone.  And God was blessed, and we were blessed.  It was indeed, a holy night.  A surprisingly holy night in a surprising place.

At the second program two hours later (which I stayed to watch) I noticed something I hadn't the first time.  Many people at that time were leaving the park, while many were jamming Main Street to see the Christmas Candlelight service.  Two crowds reacting to the same thing.  One crowd just intent on getting back to their cars after a day in "the happiest place on earth," totally oblivious and uninterested in the celebration of Jesus birth.  The other crowd caught up in praise and thanksgiving to God for His glorious gift to us, His entrance into our world, His taking on humanity, His humility.

The dissonance between the two crowds was pronounced.  The reactions typical of any Christmas celebration at any place.  I was reminded that no matter how many ways people try to shut down the Christmas story, it will always find an audience, and God will provide it in the most amazing ways.  I was also reminded that no matter how glorious the message and celebration, many will be totally disinterested. Their Christmas will be filled with Santa, candy canes, and iPad 2's.

 I highly recommend the Disneyland Candlelight service for you and your friends and family.  It was nothing short of inspiring.  It was, perhaps, all the more inspiring because it wasn't being held in the "safe" confines of a local church, but in the grand public square where everyone could see and hear, even if they chose not to.

Merry Christmas.

Join the Song!

Every Sunday countless Christians sing songs of worship in their churches.  Each of these songs were written by someone trying to express their deepest feelings and emotions in response to what God had done for them.  As we sing along with these songs we, in essence, join them in their song.  Their words and thoughts about God become our words and thoughts about God.  In joining their song we are, in effect, saying "Yes, this is also my song, these are also my feelings, this is the same praise I want to offer to God."

In the Nativity story we read a beautiful song written by a young Jewish teenager about something God had done in her life that was so powerful, so amazing, so incomprehensible that she just had to express her praise.  We don't know if she ever put it to song, but others down through the ages certainly have.  It is called "The Magnificat," the song of Mary, the mother of Jesus (Luke 1: 45-56).

This Magnificat of Mary's was--at the time that she wrote it--the most wonderful secret in the history of the world.  Besides heaven, only Joseph knew about it until Elizabeth was told.  Down through the ages, powerful, intelligent, and influential men and women have pontificated on Mary's Magnificat, but they are discussing the thoughts and emotions of a Jewish teenage girl of lowly station in life.  Up until that moment Gabriel appeared to Mary, there was absolutely nothing for which history would remember her.

Mary's secret, however, was not to last long.  Soon wise men would show up with expensive gifts and an amazing tale of following a star, followed by excited shepherds talking about angels appearing and lighting up the Judean sky with light and singing -- and the sign of a baby born in a manger.  But not yet.  Not yet.  For now, this amazing secret was literally Mary's alone.  These words, though they speak to many, and of many, are intensely personal.  This is her articulation of the miracle unfolding within and around her, and her emotional response to it all.

So she wrote a song.  It was Mary's secret song.  If you study it carefully, you will find it has five wonderful parts.  It is the song of those who believe (Luke 1:45), the song of the lowly touched by grace (v.46-48), the song of the grateful (v.49-50), the song of the humble and humbled (v.51-53) and finally the song of fulfilled promises (v.54-56).

It is Mary's song, but each of us also has a song.  God has done great things for us as He has done great things for Mary.  If you are a Christian, the Creator of everything that exists has called you and taken up residence within your life.  He has adopted you into His family, given you His name, filled  your need for meaning and purpose, forgiven you of your sins, and promised you an eternal home forever, and one day a new heart without sin.  So the only questions is: what is your song, and how will you sing it?

In words?  In poetry?  With music?  In conversation, in service?  How will you exalt the Lord for what He has done to you?

And if Jesus is not yet your Savior--you have no song yet to sing.  As long as your song is only about you and what you have done, you have no song worth singing.  As long as the only thing your soul can exalt is yourself, you have yet to enter the Great Song.  But if you will invite Christ to be the Lord and Savior of your life, you will have your own Magnificat, and you will know precisely why we exalt the Lord and not ourselves.

Mary had her song.  I have mine.  What is your song?

Life isn't all about you

     Last year there was an uproar in the central California city of Modesto when a 41 year old high school teacher quit his job, left his wife and children, and moved in with an 18 year old student.  The mother of the daughter waged a battle to get her daughter back and it made news.  The 41 year old was interviewed by the Modesto Bee.  When asked about why he made the decision, the man said, "In  making our choice, we've hurt a lot of people.  We keep asking ourselves, 'Do we make everyone else happy, or do we follow our hearts?'"
    This is a refrain we hear over and over in our world.  Just follow your heart!   Most people view life, naturally, as if it's all about them.  The only thing that really matters in the grand scheme of things is that they are happy, full, and protected.  So the majority of their lives are spent in what we Americans call "the pursuit of happiness."  It is seen as the highest good.  We view every experience, every event in our world in only one way--how does it contribute to my pursuit of happiness?  
     Is this new law going to hinder my happiness?  Is this new circumstance  this new relationship, this new technology, this new philosophy, this new scientific finding, this new government going to affect my happiness-my world?  We see everything only in terms of how it will affect us.  As we get older we grow to also care about how these things will affect our descendants, but while we may bemoan and make noise about what's being done to others, it does not come close to approaching the level of concern we have if our own happiness is impinged upon.  
     In the beginning of the Nativity story we find a remarkably revolutionary idea: life is not primarily about us.  The Nativity story dares to suggest that in the grand scheme of things--only one things matters--and that is Him and your relationship with Him.  
     It is a startlingly exclusive and narrow idea for which an apology is not even attempted.  In fact it becomes clear that heaven, earth, and life itself exist for, and only for, the glory of this Jesus forever.  Luke is absolutely convinced that this one birth of this one child changes everything and everyone forever!  God willed it to be so.  God engineered it to be so.  God guaranteed it would be so.  
      It's all about Jesus, and that's why His birth was/is such a big deal.  He is God, Creator and Sustainer of the Universe come to rescue us from our separation from Him.  Life isn't about your job, or your success, or your reputation, or your accomplishments, or your self-esteem, or lack thereof, or your difficult background, or your many advantages.  It's not about governments or movements, or political parties, or scientific or technological advancements.  It's all about Him . If you want to finally find peace and fulfillment and joy (even as a Christian) you must join the triune God in His love relationship.  
     Most people live dreary boring lives, occasionally interrupted by happiness or excitement, or pain and sorrow, because life is all about them.  It's a recipe for misery.  Life is about Jesus!  That's the message of the Nativity, the message of God's entrance into our world.  
     You may think that life, and specifically your life is all about you.  The simple Christmas story says you couldn't be more wrong.  And frankly, when you come to terms with that, it's an incredibly freeing thought.  

The 911 Gospel

Whenever we have an emergency in our culture that requires assistance, we send police, and/or firefighters, or paramedics to the scene. But they don’t sneak up on us; they come with great attention drawn to their coming. Colored flashing lights and loud sirens communicate that a rescue of some sort is being staged. Someone is in distress and needs emergency help.

 But what if the whole world needed rescuing? Who would we call? Who could handle the job?  We have learned that our world, even trying to unite in a United Nations, cannot solve worldwide problems, in fact, they can rarely solve even local problems.

In our favorite stories, there is always some kind of hero that comes to the rescue. Today, superheroes are all the rage. There is Iron Man, Spider Man, Super Man, the Green Lantern, Thor, and others. In one way or another, they come to rescue the world, or a city from imminent and terrible danger. In fact, recently there was a new movie out, called The Avengers. In this story, the enemy and the danger is so great that no one of these heroes alone could save the world despite their great powers, it took all of them working together, and then the world just barely escapes. The idea is that without these heroes, without their intervention, our world would be lost.

In the New Testament, we read the story of a world that was in need of saving, and so God sent His Son, Jesus, on a divine search and rescue mission. Today, we have been trained to call 911 if there is a real emergency. The Gospel of Luke will point out that an emergency had arisen that threatened the whole world, and that we needed rescuing. As the story begins we have bright lights, angels appearing miraculously, and our super hero rescuer suddenly and dramatically appearing in the mighty form of a …baby!

 It seems strangely anticlimactic. He seems almost the anti-hero. He has supernatural powers—but never uses them to force anyone to do anything, never uses them to keep Himself from being belittled or attacked. He uses His power only to heal and help others, never to protect Himself against the bad guys. In fact, in His greatest battle with the world’s mortal enemy, Satan, His only weapon is God’s Word, the truth.

 But His mission is not to win by overcoming His enemies; because as we learn, the only way to ultimately win this epic battle is by dying at their hands. He is, we are aghast to find out, on a suicide mission. However, unlike those being practiced today by religious zealots—the only One harmed in the explosion—is Him…and all the forces of Hell.

If He had acted like a typical human hero—he would have vanquished the enemy in a great battle and then faded gloriously into the sunset. But He didn’t, because our great enemy wasn’t some powerful external enemy threatening us, it was something inside of us, infecting us. We were being destroyed from the inside out, and like the alien science fiction movies, an alien substance had contaminated not only our world—but every human being. At first we welcomed this strange infection, thinking it would set us free, only when it was too late did we recognize the danger. It’s called sin. It was so deadly that the presence of it in the Garden of Eden was enough to force an eviction—an eviction we are still experiencing.

 We tried everything against this alien invasion infection down through the years, because we all recognized it. We tried self discipline, religion, asceticism, laws, governments, philosophy, science, psychology, but nothing worked. Sin was here to stay and wherever sin was, humanity deteriorated further. We eventually began to believe there simply was no solution; we would just have to learn to live with this contamination.

 Until one day a strange and compelling star appeared in the East. Wise men followed it to see what it was all about. Then angels suddenly appeared to a group of shepherds, lighting up the dark night sky with light, sound, and spectacular supernatural activity. And a baby was born in a way no baby had ever been born before. It was born without the alien infection. The Holy Spirit conceived a child in the womb of a young Jewish virgin. And our hero had come. The rescue was on.
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