Being the Sons of God

The world is in great need of peace. But how do we find it? Do we really even want it? Do we understand the cost of peace? Understanding the cost, would we pay the price? If history is our guide and predictor of the future the answer is no.

The church is supposed to propagate peace. After all, our savior, the one whom we call master and Lord, bears the name Prince of Peace (Isa. 9:6). But the occupants of the church are also occupants of this world. Thus, we find ourselves caught in a trap, constantly pleading “peace, peace” while all the time peace illudes us.

It was not any different in the days of Jesus. Matthew tells us that Jesus saw the crowds, all of whom were torn and tattered by the concerns of this world.  Needing some distance from the crowds Jesus retreated to a hillside and sat down. But his disciples gathered around him. Redeeming the time Jesus began teaching them about how they needed to live if they were to be his followers. He instructs them about how to live a blessed life. If they really wish to be blessed and truly desire to be identified as being his disciple, they will not just pursue peace but they will seek to be peacemakers. For “Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall be called the sons of God” (Matthew 5:9).

There not very many peacemakers in the world. In fact, there are not very many peacemakers in the church.

I have discovered however, both outside the church and inside the church, there are a lot of peacetakers. Peacetakers, are those who require a lot of the energy of those who are around them. Peacetakers are not evil. They are also not benevolent. Either out of necessity or out of selfishness their lives are focused on their needs and desires and they are unable or unwilling to be of much help to others. One of the hard facts of life and ministry is that we are going to encounter a lot of peacetakers. We must love and minister to these folks. They are no different than the crowds that Jesus ministered to. They are like sheep without a shepherd. So instead of complaining we ought to understand that God has given them to us to shepherd and we ought to be thankful that we are a sheep that has heard the call and obtained the ability and means to be a shepherd.

We are also going to encounter people who are peacebreakers. These folks have evil intentions. They will destroy peace. They understand the mechanics of dividing and conquering and in their tool box they have the necessary wrenches and screwdrivers and chisels to do the job. Peacebreakers are calculating souls. They will do whatever is necessary in order to propagate their selfish ideas and agendas. Jesus had other names for peacebreakers. He called them broods of vipers and whitewashed sepulchers. We might want to refrain from name calling. But while we strive to be as gentle as doves let’s remember to likewise be as wise as serpents. Because peacebreakers will destroy a family. They will demolish a nation. They will disassemble a church. Peacebreakers need to be identified, ostracized, and immobilized lest they dismantle the good and perfect things God has established in our world.

Then there are those who are peaceseekers. Peaceseekers do not like conflict.  Peaceseekers will try to stay out of the way when things are not going well. They are determined to not incur any wounds and to make it through the war without any scars. They may be your “friends” but when you need their help, they are likely to leave the battle field and in search of a place of peace.

We also come in contact with those who are peacekeepers. Peacekeepers will try to stop the fighting. Yet they will do very little to address the source of the turmoil that causes the fighting. Peacekeepers never resolve anything. They are content with the status quo if that is what is necessary to “keep the peace”. Peacekeepers strive to keep the loudest voices happy even if those voices are selfish voices. They will allow the preferences of a few to take precedence over the priorities of the kingdom. This results in gospel abating policies rather than gospel advancing strategies.

Peacekeepers will try to keep the pot from boiling over but they will not do anything to turn down the flame or get the raging pot off the stove. Peacekeepers will tolerate dysfunction, justify vile attitudes, and cover up sin, all in the name of “keeping the peace”. Peacekeepers will marginalize the victims and protect the villains. Peacekeepers will ignore truth and allow a false narrative to prevail. Peacekeepers will placate the powerful and punish the weak and they will rationalize that it is ok if that will allow the accepted ways and means of our lives and institutions to continue as they are. Righteousness may not prevail but that is ok so long as we “keep the peace”. 

But Jesus did not come to be a peacekeeper! “Do not think that I have come to bring peace to the earth. I have not come to bring peace, but a sword. For I have come to set a man against his father, and a daughter against her mother, and a daughter-in-law against her mother-in-law. And a person’s enemies will be those of his own household” (Matthew 10:34-36 ESV).

Jesus came not to “keep the peace” but to make peace. Jesus did not make peace by avoiding conflict. Rather, he spent his life stepping into the middle of conflict, ultimately making peace by the blood of his cross (Col. 1:20).

Jesus encouraged his disciples to be peacemakers. “Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall be called the sons of God” (Matthew 5:9).

Peacemakers do not relish conflict. They are aware of the dangers of conflict and they approach conflict with fear and caution. Nevertheless, they trust God and seek to make peace in the midst of conflict. They seek to resolve problems rather than continue in chaos. Peacemakers are not just trying to tidy up the house and sweep the ugly stuff under the bed. Peacemakers are not just seeking to negotiate a ceasefire or even to disarm the enemy. Peacemakers realize that lasting peace will become reality only when the heart is changed. Peacemakers know that the only way that peace will come to our broken society is by actively engaging people with the redemptive purposes of Christ. Jesus demonstrated how we should live here on earth and how we can live for all eternity. So, to be a peacemaker we must point people in the direction of Jesus. If we do that, we will be called the sons of God.

If you were to see a picture of my dad and I together you would have no doubt that we belonged to each other. People have often said to me “You look just like your daddy”! I would reply “Well, he was a good-looking man”. We did look alike. My wife would say that we also thought alike and acted alike. That is not too bad either.

Twenty years or so ago I was with my dad and he introduced to me to one of his friends. The friend looked at both of us and said “Well, that nut did not fall far from the tree. You sure could not deny him”. My dad said “I would not want to deny him”. 

I don’t want my heavenly father to deny me either. I want to look like Him, and think like Him, and act like Him. If that is going to happen, I need to be a peacemaker. Because peacemakers are called the sons of God.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Personal Resurection

 

Matthew 28 takes us to the first Sunday morning after the crucifixion. Two days prior the disciples and friends of Jesus had witnessed his brutal execution and saw his body placed in the tomb. Many of them had restructured their lives in order to follow Jesus. They had found pride in being a part of his movement, but now they were afraid of being identified as part of His group. Friday night would have been long and restless and the sabbath they awoke a dreary experience. When Sunday came, they found nothing in life worth getting up for. Jesus was dead and their souls were filled with a deep, dark, dreadful deadness.

While the disciples slept the women had enough gumption to get up and make their way in the dark to the tomb in order to anoint Jesus’ body. Sometimes when the death rattle of grief gurgles within us we need to visit the place that reminds us of our despair and engage in useful activity. An earthquake caused the ground to tremble that Sunday morning. In the aftershock they saw an angel descend from heaven and roll the stone away from the tomb. 

This caused the Roman guards to faint. But these women of faith were attentive as the angel said “Fear not, I know you come looking for Jesus who was crucified, but He is not here, for he has risen”. Then the angel tasked the women to “Go wake up the disciples. Tell them that this is a great getting up morning because Jesus is not dead but alive. He is on his way to Galilee and he wants to see you there”. As they were leaving, they encountered Jesus. They had come to the tomb with deadened souls now fresh life was palpitating within them.

Hearing the women’s story, the disciples made the trip to Galilee. It may not have been a journey of faith but they went in curiosity. When they arrived, Jesus met them. “And when they saw him, they worshiped him, but some doubted” (Matt.28:17).

Jesus was not surprised by their mixture of faith and doubt. He understood that faith is a process.  He was aware that they were filled with fear and worry and lacked vision and purpose. He knew that deadness had captured their hearts and that they were in need of personal resurrection. That day in Galilee Jesus began infusing life and hope into his disciples. For some the infusion took longer.

I am an observer of churches and the believers who comprise the church. Instead of having inescapable hope we are on a death trajectory.  We need an infusion of life through an encounter with the living Christ.

From the hillside in Galilee Jesus told his disciples how to live with a resurrection faith.

We must first grasp the authority of the resurrected Jesus. “All authority in heaven and on earth has been given to me” (Matt.28:18).

Jesus “emptied himself” of much of his heavenly authority when he came to earth. But when he came out of the tomb he took back everything that he had voluntarily emptied himself of. We all face death. No of us shall escape it. The grave has authority. But Jesus conquered the grave proving that all authority on earth was His.

Jesus returned to heaven having completed the act that made the salvation of man possible. And he sat down at the right of the Father. Now all authority in heaven was his. If we want to live with the power of personal resurrection in our souls, we must grasp the fact that the resurrected Jesus has authority over all things. No man or nation, can stand in his way.

Secondly, we need to adopt Jesus’ commission to make disciples of all nations. As resurrected people, we must recognize that our mission and purpose is to take the gospel not just to the folks in our corner of the world but to people in every corner of the world.

Through it all we need to rejoice in the forever presence of Jesus. Jesus said “I am with you always, to the end of the age” (Matt. 28:20). “Always” means right now. “To the end of the age” means for all eternity.

Whether we live or die we have Jesus! No matter how deep our sorrow, how great our opposition, how depressed the world might be we can experience personal resurrection. Even if we don’t want to get up, we can get up, because Jesus got up.

 

Tatooed on the Palms of God's Hands

On September 12 of this year we lost a giant among Illinois Baptist. Bill Weedman was a faithful servant of our Lord, first as a pastor and then for 25 years on the IBSA staff. He was a humble man, beautifully educated with a PHD from Southern Seminary, yet people rarely addressed him as Doctor. He was quiet and unassuming in so many ways, never drawing attention or recognition to himself. On the other hand all eyes were upon him because you knew he was someone who would be true to His word and what he knew to be truth. If you needed a job done correctly you called upon Bill. He was a wealth of information. If you asked him a question you better be ready for the long answer. He would start exhaling information and about the time you thought he was through he would inhale a breath of air and start exhaling more facts and figures and stories. And he could preach! His sermons were scholarly and at the same time pastoral, his delivery clear and without a note. Bill pretty much worked until failing health got the upper hand. For the last 6-8 years his public presence faded until it was non-existent. When you are not seen your importance dwindles and slowly you are forgotten. If people’s memories of you dwindle you just slowly fade away.

 

His memorial service was not held at a church but a funeral chapel. From 1:00PM until 3:00PM is not prime time. I think it is correct to say that while Bill knew a lot of people he had close relationships with only a few.  When time and memories of a person have elapsed and what is left of the physical body is just a sack of cremains maybe it is hard to justify showing up at a memorial service. I am not sure how many people came to the chapel and signed the guest book and left but when the memorial service began 29 people were in attendance. Only 29 people, just two dozen and 5. I was not among the crowd. My wife was there and I am taking some solace that I at least paid my respects by proxy.

 

I find it a little sad. It is disheartening that after a life of ministering to people and assisting others in ministering to people that only a small crowd comes to acknowledge your importance. If we view this only from the eyes of this world it is a discouraging thing.

 

In Isaiah 49 we discover a word of hope for Israel. They were a land, a nation, a people, who surely were depressed. Their city was in ruins and governments who were not sympathetic to their history, values, and faith ruled over them with a contrary hand. But the prophet says they ought to take courage for God has seen their affliction and is responding in compassion for them. God is writing a new song that will break forth as such decibels that the mountains around them dance in singing.

But they have not experienced that yet.

 

Isaiah 49:14 “But Zion said. ‘The Lord has forsaken me; My Lord has forgotten me.’”

             

Here is God’s response.

 

Isa. 49:15-16 “Can a woman forget her nursing child, That she should have no compassion on the son of her womb? Even these may forget, yet I will not forget you. Behold, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands; your walls are continually before me.”

 

It is unfathomable that a mother would forget her nursing child. It is almost unheard of that a mother would forget the child she has borne. It could happen but God would never forget His people. This is a strong affirmation of God’s love and care for His people. God opens His hand and challenges them to look and see what is “engraved” on the palm of His hand. He has done this not with some kind of weak ink that can fade or be erased. But it is permanently carved into His metaphorical flesh. The object engraved on the palm of God’s hand is a drawing of the walls of Jerusalem. But which walls? Is it the broken down walls or the glorious walls of the future city? I say that it does not matter. The walls of Jerusalem is a reference to the people of God that had been and those that were yet to be engraved on the hands of God. It is a picture that tells us that God remembers us whether our walls are erect or whether they are crumbled on the ground.

 

How does this apply to you and me today? We are not Israel. We are not Jerusalem. We are not a nation enclosed with geographical boundaries. No! We are better than that! We have seen the Messiah. We have heard his teachings. We have seen Him crucified on a cross. We have acknowledged His resurrection. We have heard His gracious offer of forgiveness and salvation and by faith we have accepted that offer. We are a part of the church of the living Lord Jesus. We are the new Israel, we are the new Jerusalem. As such we are the recipients of all God’s promises and blessings and we are the ones responsible for propagating His mandates.

 

Thus this word of hope that Isaiah preached applies as much if not more to us than it did to those it was originally spoken to.

 

God has not forgotten us and He never will. He remembers us now here on this earth and He will remember us for all eternity. This promise is ours corporately as the church and as individuals.

 

Isaiah 49:16 is a beautiful picture of how God remembers and cares for His people.

 

The Amplified Bible, Classic Edition (AMPC) translates that verse like this “Behold, I have indelibly imprinted (tattooed a picture of) you on the palm of each of My hands; [O Zion] your walls are continually before me”.

 

What’s that?  Did it just say that God has a tattoo? Isn’t that something? God has a tattoo!

 

I dislike tattoos. I don’t understand why somebody would want one. The reason is that I have written so many dumb things in my life that I have learned that before I publish something to make sure it is something I don’t want to erase.

Recently a young woman told me she wanted to get a tattoo on her arm. My response was "please don't do that. Someone as beautiful as you does not want to mess up her beauty with a tattoo”.

 

But God has a tattoo. I suppose that if you are going to have a tattoo you ought to make sure it is of something significant. God’s judgment is great enough that He would not tattoo something onto His hand that was not significant.

 

His tattoo is a picture of His people. It is an image of His church corporately and it is a picture of you and me individually!  I ask the question: God why would you do that? God’s answer is “I love you so much, and I think you are so beautiful that I have tattooed a picture of you on the palms of both of my hands”.

 

Let me make three quick applications in regards to what this means for us.

It Speaks of  God’s Protection. 


He has engraved our image not on the back of His hand but on the Palms of His hands. In the palms of His hands he hides us and protects us. If the tattoo was on the back of His hand we would be subject to all the elements of the world. We would be exposed to gawking of all our enemies and all the enemies of God. In one sense we experience that anyway because we cannot be followers of God and live reclusively and still be effective. Yet we can rest assured that though the world around us may gawk at our faith and our values and even our existence we find security engraved on and enclosed in the palms of God. 


We are not forgotten. Jesus said “I give them eternal life, and they will never perish, and no one will snatch them out of my hand”. John 10:28 


 It Speaks of God’s Preservation 


Why do we protect something? We protect it so we can preserve it and thus be able to enjoy it. 


I have a picture of my wife Jeanette and me taken just after we were married. I used to carry it in my wallet but now I keep that picture in a drawer in my desk. Every now and then I get that picture out and look at it and I get a visual reminder of what she looked like then. I get the picture out and look at it so I can enjoy it.  


God tattoos an image of us on the palms of His hands so that we will be preserved for His eternal enjoyment. Now is part of eternity! We are going to be in heaven with the Lord forever but God enjoys even now and He carries around an image of us on the palms of His hands. He can open His hands and look at us anytime He wants to.  


It Speaks of God’s Presentation


There is going to be a day when we all stand before God. It is a day of judgment, a day of accountability. Frankly, I have a little fear of that day. But my fears are calmed because I know that standing beside me on that day will be my savior, the Lord Jesus Christ, the one who was and is the physical hands of God on this earth. 


I don’t know what that day will look like but with a little sanctified imagination I hear my name being called and I see Jesus opening his hands and presenting me, presenting you, presenting His church to the heavenly Father. Can you get that picture? There in the midst of the nail scarred hand is a tattoo of me and you and all the redeemed of all the ages. We are not forgotten but we are presented to God eternally secure.

A Tribute to Billy Graham and Thelma Perkins

Two of the greatest saints of God who ever lived died today and entered the glories of heaven.

One of those saints, Billy Graham, was well known. In his 99 years he had touched every corner of the earth. In one sense he was a simple Baptist preacher. In another sense he was a giant of a man. Billy Graham stated "My one purpose in life is to help people find a personal relationship with God, which, I believe, comes through knowing Christ". That being so he fulfilled that purpose well. He preached in 180 countries and in the process preached to an estimated 250 million people. I have known of Billy Graham all of my life. As a kid growing up we used to gather around the television and listen to him preach. Many years later I had the privilege of serving as a counselor in one of his crusades. I stood within 40 feet of him but never had the opportunity to meet him personally. I think there were smiles in heaven today when Billy Graham arrived. And I think there was a smile on his face when he stood before the throne and met the Lord Jesus.

The other great saint that passed from earth today and began her days of heavenly rejoicing was Thelma Perkins. She was not known by very many people outside of the locality of where she lived. But I knew her well. I first met Thelma Perkins when I was seven years old. Our family was new in town and we joined the Gano Avenue Baptist Church where Thelma and her family were members. She became a lifelong friend to all of us. But we found her worthy of so much respect that none of us, not even my mom and dad, would address her, by any other term except “Mrs. Perkins”. Mrs. Perkins spent her 94 years on this earth loving and serving the Lord through her church and loving and encouraging the people that God placed in her path. Mrs. Perkins was a homemaker caring for her husband and raising three children. She was a kind neighbor. She was a gracious host. You would always get a good meal at her house but more importantly you felt love and warmth and kindness in her home. She never said unkind words about others and her presence made you cautious about engaging in unworthy speech as well. She was one of those people that the love and grace and mercy and kindness of Jesus just oozed out of. Her kind of character and demeanor is rare in the world. Mrs. Perkins was an ardent student of the Bible and was a Sunday School teacher for over sixty-five years. She had a great interest in missions and though she never traveled that much she prayed for people all over the world. I know she prayed for me. Her life and example has been an encouragement to me and many others.

Billy Graham got to heaven early this morning. Mrs. Perkins got there about 10:20 AM eastern time.  I am not sure what the protocol of heaven is like. But somehow I think that with these two great saints arriving on the same day that protocol was broken. There must have been applause. Maybe the heavenly choir got a little extra excitement and danced while they sang. Surely somebody shouted. I was not there so I don’t know. But I think that when the Rev. Billy Graham and Mrs. Perkins stood before the throne today the face of the Lord Jesus was beaming when He said “Well done, my good and faithful servant”.

Conceived in Eternal Love

Conceived in Eternal Love

By Brent Cloyd, 2017

 

Joseph was a young man excited about life

A maiden named Mary was pledged to be his wife

But then he received news that he could not ignore

News that hurt and the community would deplore

Though they had not come together she was with child

This kind of shame would cause them both to be profiled

 

Being a good man he did not want to cause her pain

To force public disgrace, there was nothing to gain

I’ll quietly divorce her, he fretfully resolved

This will be better for all the parties involved

But as he was dreaming in the blackness of night

An angel appeared, spoke to him, and set things right

 

Take Mary as your wife, and do not be afraid

Years past the prophet spoke of a plan that was made

The child that grows in her is a gift from above

Wrought by the Holy Spirit, in eternal love

She is carrying in her womb a precious son

Through him for mankind abundant life will be won

 

You will call Him Jesus, a savior from heaven

In His powerful name God will stop sin’s leaven

Through His life and story God among us will live

By His atoning work He has much grace to give

So Joseph arose, as commanded, without delay

Took Mary as his wife, The Lord he did obey

 

Scripture said that from a virgin Christ would be born

To allow otherwise would create righteous scorn

So they refrained from sex until after the birth

Denying themselves the natural urgings of earth

When the time came there was born a child of great fame

God’s precious gift, a savior, Jesus was His name.

 

 

 

When God Whispers in Your Ear

I have never had an angel of the Lord speak to me. I have never heard what I thought was the audible voice of God. The Lord has spoken to me through the scriptures. He has impressed things on my mind. He has placed feelings on my heart. He has sent other people to me with directives and words of encouragement. But an angel of the Lord has never whispered in my ear or showed up in a mid-night dream.

 

But when God spoke to Joseph he did so through His angel. Joseph was engaged to a young girl named Mary. Word got out that she was pregnant and Joseph knew he was not the one responsible. In despair he wonders what he should do. In a restless night of sleep an angel of the Lord appeared to him and made the situation clear. “Mary is a virgin and what is happening to her is an act of the Spirit of God. She is bearing a son and you are to name him Jesus, for He will save His people from their sins”. And Joseph woke up from that dream and took Mary as his wife and did not have relations with her as his wife until after the child was born. As commanded they named the boy Jesus.

 

Not long after Jesus was born an angel of the Lord appeared to Joseph again in a dream. The command this time was simple but it was direct and urgent. “Get up, and take the boy and his mother to Egypt and don’t come back until I tell you it is ok, for King Herod in his wickedness is searching for the child in order that he might kill him”. So Joseph arose in the middle of the night and departed to Egypt. Joseph in the course of a year or two had encountered the angel of the Lord twice and each time he had been called to radical action that altered his ordinary ambitions and asked him to do something strange and uncomfortable. What he was being asked to do was helping fulfill the words of the Lord spoken by the prophets but it was greatly changing his life. I think it is true that obeying the commands of God always push us to do and be something different than we ourselves had planned for our lives.

 

Joseph and his family lived maybe two years in Egypt. Then one night an angel of the Lord awoke Joseph again in a dream and said “you can go back to Israel now. Herod has died and it is safe to go home”. So he arose and went back to Israel. But once you have been gone from home, going home is never the same. When Joseph got back to the borders of Israel he discovered that Herod’s son Archelaus was ruling over the region of Judea and he was as bad as his father. Once again he received a message from God in a dream and he had to alter his plans of going back to his original home and instead went to the region of the Galilee. There Joseph and Mary set up housekeeping in a city called Nazareth. My guess is they were never quite at home. The people of the region of Galilee probably looked upon them as outsiders. But there Jesus and his brothers and sisters grew up. In that area Jesus developed his trade. Within the small parameters of that region Jesus brought forth His teachings, called His disciples, and developed His ministry. It all happened like this so that the words of the prophets could be fulfilled; the Messiah “would be called a Nazarene”.

 

One of the lessons this teaches us is the importance of obedience. A simple young man named Joseph, in the midst of stress and confusion, heard the voice of the Angel of the Lord and obeyed. Maybe he argued a little bit, but we do not have any record that he did. What the record states is that he obeyed even though it may have meant ridicule, added stress and increased responsibilities, making uncomfortable journeys, and the loneliness of living in strange places. He obeyed even though it greatly altered his life. He obeyed because he believed the voice of God was trustworthy and that heeding that voice would lead to the will of God being fulfilled.

 

God communicates to us in a lot of ways. We never know what method he might use. It might even be through an angel. But I wonder, if God gives a directive to us, will we obey? Will we follow His instructions even if doing so calls us to unusual and even radical actions? Will we do it believing that our obedience leads to the fulfilling of God’s ultimate will?