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Will You Know, Will You Care: Four Belief Systems

There has been this random thought bubbling around in my head lately. I suppose it is an outgrowth of getting older, or something.

That random thought went with me to the movies yesterday. We went to see the movie The Grey. I won’t spoil it for you in case you haven’t seen it yet but neither will I recommend going to see it. NOT a feel good film. It does, however, touch on themes of eternity and ultimate destination which brings me back to the original random thought.

Now, there may be more than the four categories I list below and if you know of one then feel free to add it but, the question is: After you die, will you know and will you care?

1. If there is NO god – (ex: atheism)
No one will know, we’ll all die and be dust, so no one will care

2. If there is reincarnation –  (ex: Hinduism)
There we’re in the midst of it now and it seems only a select few know and most folks don’t care

3. If we join a higher consciousness – (ex: Buddhism)
We may or may not know but we won’t care

4. If there IS a God – (ex: Judaism, Islam, Christianity)
Everyone will know and everyone will care

You may well argue that YOU won’t care either way but that’s not the point. The point is that by the tenants of the system listed you WILL (or will not, based on the system) care which make sense because each of these represent an eternal eschatology that is bigger than you.

Told you it was a random thought. But one worth exploring.

If you have a fifth or sixth option how will we fair on the know and care scale?

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Where do YOU stand on: The Tebow Phenomena

This past Monday I asked does God care about sports?  If you’ve not read that post my conclusion was roughly that God DOES care about sports when He can use it to advance the kingdom and care for his people.  Now, let’s have a show of hands, how many people paid any attention to the wild stats flying around on Monday?

If you missed them let me fill you in:
* Tebow threw for 316 yards
* He set an NFL playoff record by averaging 31.6 yards per completion
* The ratings for the game reportedly peaked at  31.6
* John 3:16 was the top Google search on Monday
Incidentally ESPN also listed Tebow as the most popular athlete in America at the moment.

If you think ALL of that is mere coincidence then, I am sorry, you’re an idiot.

But the question of whether or not Tim has God on his side is not what baffles me most. What truly baffles me in the response of some people to the Tim phenomena.

Sally Jenkins, columnist for the Washington Post, wrote a BRILLIANT piece back on December 30th that asks the question: Why are so so many offended by the quarterback’s faith?  If you have time it is well worth the read. In the article she quotes a tweet from political speculator Bill Maher who wrote, on Christmas Eve:

“Wow, Jesus just [expletive] Tim Tebow bad! And on Xmas Eve! Somewhere in hell Satan is Tebowing, saying to Hitler, ‘Hey, Buffalo’s killing them.’ ”

I really don’t get it. Why all the vitriolic hatred?  Tim isn’t cocky like LeBron or aloof like Tiger or a problem like a boy named Suh. He just plays, and quite often he plays not good! But he wins and he gives credit to God and somehow that pisses people off.  Which is funny if you think about it since most of those people that get angry don’t believe God exists, or so they claim.

You think they’d be that angry if Tim grabbed his belly and laughed like Santa when he scored? Or maybe if he hopped around like the Easter Bunny? Not sure the tooth fairy would work out too well but hey why not?

I can certainly understand venting one’s spleen in the general direction of the media who won’t seem to let it all alone. (Yes, I suppose you may now lump this blog into the fringes of that category.) But that would be more on the level of an eye-roll couple by a silent OMG or WTFNA.

So help me out here, where does all the anger come from?
(Answer that BEFORE you read Jenkins’ article)

And, just for grins, (and for the Python fans in the group) my salute to Tim from the pinnacle of the win streak:

 

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Does God care about sports?

Did you SEE the game yesterday?!? *SPOILER ALERT*  the Broncos beat the Steelers !!

It was really amusing, even more so now, to hear the “experts” looking ahead to the Steelers / Patriots game all week. The Broncos were already an afterthought. The “magic is over” they said after Denver had lost three straight games to finish the regular season.  Tebow-time was a passing amusement but his time was done.

Whoops!

Tebow has been the target of unrelenting scrutiny this season because of his faith and probably more specifically his expression of that faith. Mocked, attacked, abused, berated by most of those commentating on his performance. People have wondered openly, even in the press, if God is a Tim Tebow fan because, they said, he really is bad. From the spectacular series of games he has won, and lost, it would appear that there could be a case.

But what about all the other guys in the NFL who openly proclaim faith in God? The guys who lead prayer with their teams and give God the credit when they win, doesn’t God support them too? At the end of the day does God really care about sports at all?

The “theological answer” is probably no. God doesn’t have a fantasy team, (now THERE’S a picture for you) nor does He watch the over / under on who should win, nor does He send angels to knock balls out of receivers hands. If He did then it would be plausible that one team could out-pray their opponent to a win every week. No, most scholars would say God doesn’t care about sports.

Let me suggest a different answer though. I think God DOES care about sports…when it is the right time for Him to care about sports. What do I mean by that you ask? Sounds kinda fickle doesn’t it?

I think God cares about His people.
I think that God cares about His name being glorified.
I think God cares about people coming to know Him.
I think God cares about honoring those who honor Him.

That being said I think the situation surrounding Tim Tebow this season has created a set of conditions where God DOES care about sports. Now, I’m not saying He is handing the Broncos wins. (Though if they win the Super Bowl I WILL go that far) What I am saying is that the press frenzy around Tim Tebow brought God into the game. I think God is sticking up for Tim.

Is God completing passes and breaking tackles? No, but is He perhaps giving Tebow and extra does of calm and a sense of His presence that allows Tim to perform at max potential? Maybe so, and why not? The press attacked God’s representative, not His only rep but certainly the one in the spotlight, so why wouldn’t God have Tim’s back? If the press had NOT gone after him like they did I wonder if the Broncos season would already be done.

I think God cares about sports when circumstances come together in such a way that there is opportunity for His kingdom to be advanced. It would not surprise me if someday we find out that God even played a direct hand in wins and losses. Not always, but when the time was right for kingdom advancement.

Now before you get all up in theologically offended arms consider this: If God cares about His people and His kingdom infinitely more than He cares about the outcome of a football game then the outcome of a football game is incredibly trivial in the grand scheme of things and thus God’s intervention is a non-issue.

I remember an at bat in a softball game some fifteen years ago. I often would offer up a small prayer on my way to the plate asking God to help me play to the full potential He’d given me. On this occasion though I was conflicted. You see, I was a youth pastor and I had a BUNCH of my kids in the stands at this particular game.

Was stopping to pray before stepping into the batters box just for show? No, I didn’t think so but would it look fake?  Should I just say it in my head without pausing? I wrestled with all these conflicting thoughts as I stepped one foot in the batters box.

Then I heard a voice in my head: If you honor Me I will honor you.

I took a step back and said a quick prayer, didn’t even cover it up by kicking dust. I stepped back into the batters box and quietly ripped a three run homer into right center field on the first pitch. I rounded the bases chuckling. I crossed home plate, looked up at my students in the stands cheering, winked and pointed to the sky. I told them the whole story after the game.

Does God care about sports? He does when sports suit His greater purposes. In ways we’ll never fully comprehend.

What if God did have a fantasy team? Who do you think He’d pick?

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Three questions you should ask yourself about truth

For those of you just joining us this is the second in a series of posts regarding truth. The first can be found here and comments on the notion that truth is intolerant, is the basis for rational discussion and is worth seeking. This whole topic of truth and the nature of what is true is still causing an itch on the underside of my skull.

A number of years ago I was employed as an EKG technician working with heart transplant patients at Stanford University Hospital. As a part of my job function I obviously had access to the medical records system. Realize that this was lonnnng before we all had to start signing confidentiality agreements just to put on bandaids. Nothing too unusual is all this except that the cool part for me was that I had been born at Stanford Hospital. This meant that I could actually look up my OWN medical records. Which I obviously did…and got quite a surprise.

You see, I had believed for twenty some odd years that my birthday was July 13. I had been told that by my parents, seen it on a printed birth certificate, established it on my drivers license and celebrated numerous yearly passing’s annually on that day. The trouble was my medical records said I was born on an entirely different day!

Clearly the first thing to do was the be certain these records were really mine. Yup, if there were another Curtis Owen Fletcher born in July of that year to a mother named Phyllis and a father named Lee with a middle name Burdette that would have been WAYYY too big a coincidence. I confess I was really puzzled, almost stunned, for several minutes. What was the deal? Why had I been given false info about my birth date?

To make a long story short, in digging through the rest of my file it was eventually easy to determine that someone had fat fingered the date on one entry. I don’t remember now if it was the 23rd or the 14th but it became apparent it was a clerical error which I was able to soon remedy. The experience did, however, cause me to take pause for a moment.

So before we jump to the three questions let me ask YOU this:

What do you believe is absolutely true?
This doesn’t count as one of the three questions, this just sets you up. I believed it was absolutely true that I had been born on July 13. Once you have in mind the thing or those things you hold to be absolutely true I believe there are three question we need to ask ourselves about those things we hold to be absolutely true.

1. Why do I believe this to be true?
I believed primarily because my parents, whom I loved and trusted, had told me it was true. Interestingly they had also told me at one point that Santa Clause existed but that is another story.

We need to know WHY we believe something is true is we are going to be able to have sincere dialogue in searching after deeper truths with other human beings.

2. What are the implications of me believing this to be true?
The implications for me were pretty extensive. Every piece of ID I had ever had confirmed a July 13 birth date. I made a difference in when I could start playing baseball in the summer because you played little league based on birth date. It in part determined what grade I was in based on when I had started school.

If there are no implications to those things you hold to be absolutely true go back to the preamble question and pick something a little more significant. If the thing you picked WAS significant and there are no implications to that truth than you either don’t actually believe it is true OR you don’t believe that its been true really matters. Which leads to the third question…

3. What are the implications if this turns out to be false?
If the implications of my birthday being July 13 were big the implications of that turning out to be false were HUGE. It meant my parents were either pathological liars or really dim when it came to remembering dates.

The fact that the implications of my July 13 belief being false were so staggering drove me to discover the truth of the matter. If there were no implications then I probably would have laughed and closed the file.

Examples of the types of things that we might hold to be true that are worth this investigation are statements like:

  • I’m a decent person
  • I’m performing well at work
  • I treat my spouse with respect
  • I believe the Bible to be true
  • I believe there is no God

Many times we make these statements without really examining why we believe them or whether that belief really holds any ramifications for how we live. To often people claim to believe something is true when their lives don’t reflect that truth. Hopefully, with the application of a few simple questions, we can all avoid becoming a person of that ilk.

What do you hold to be true?  Given that how do you answer the three questions?

 

 

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Four Tenets of Servant Leadership

Whether you are a Christian or not the story of Christmas is the story of God becoming man.  That is to say, you don’t have to believe the story is true to understand that this is what the story is all about.

I’m not really too surprised then that in this Christmas season I have found myself involved in several different conversations on what it means to be a servant leader. I know, I know, much has been written on the topic, some good, some not so good but from the conversations I’ve been fortunate to be a part of four particular themes have emerged.

Even if you only give credence to the Christmas story as historical fiction these four principals or tenets, examples of what it means to be a servant leader, are startlingly relevant today.

Tenet 1: It takes a leader
It amazes me how many people miss this and land on some very spongy, soft definition of servant leader. The phrase itself indicates a leader, modified by the word servant. This is NOT the servant who leads. This is a position of strength, of authority, not egotistically swung about like a cudgel but judiciously exercised on behalf of those being lead.

Read the narratives, the stories of Jesus life. From a young age he displayed leadership characteristics. As he grew into a man people followed him. He lead, and served those he lead.

If you don’t know how to lead you can’t be a servant leader.

Tenet 2: It takes commitment
Servant leadership is not a string of random acts to occasionally help someone out. It is a commitment to regularly set the needs of those you lead as primary. Not in some sort of socialistic/Mr. Spock “the needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few” thing, but in a way that sacrifices self promotion in favor of people development.

Jesus went from being God to being man, not transformed into a full blown adult but born as a baby. That’s not a one time act. That’s not a string of wishful helps from a genie. That’s a commitment, probably a bigger commitment than we can even imagine.

We’re talking about a commitment to develop and grow those whom you lead.

Tenet 3: It takes proactive movement
The servant leader is not one who sits around and wits for his followers to make requests. He doesn’t stand at the proverbial door like a butler waiting for orders. The servant leader anticipates the needs and desires of those being lead and seeks to meet those needs. This isn’t a posture of gift giving benevolence but rather an anticipation of what will contribute towards growth, development, and the achievement of organizational goals.

Jesus didn’t stand next to the door as the disciples came in to the last supper and ask if he could wash their feet. “Foot wash today Simon? John? anyone?” He took the proactive step.

The servant leader doesn’t wait to react to a request. The servant leader proactively anticipates needs and meets them.

Tenet 4: It takes succession planning
If you’re going to commit to helping people develop and grow you’ve got to have a target of some kind in mind. Whether you are growing YOUR successor or growing folks who can move up into other positions in your organization you’re growing people in a direction.

Jesus didn’t show up, do his thing, and bail. He grow up some guys who could further His efforts after He’d gone. He was quite intentional about preparing them for the role. In fact, in an interesting twist, the less you believe in Jesus as the Son of God, the more you have to believe that the disciples did a great job growing a religious movement beyond the guy who trained them! In either case Jesus was quite the succession planner.

The servant leader doesn’t just grow an organization. She grows the people who will continue to grow the organization after she is gone.

At the end of the day it is about heart, you can’t adhere to these tenets over time without a heart commitment. Lead, commit, move proactively and take your people to the next level. Watch what happens. You might just change the world.

Have you ever had a leader who exemplified these tenets? What did that look like?

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The Christmas Wrap: Luke 2

picture courtesy of steppelandstock at deviantart.comA number (OK, a pretty large number) of years ago my brothers and I were asked to “put together a rap” for a Christmas program at church. We decided we’d try to stay as true to the text as possible, obviously taking some poetic license as you’ll see, so for grins you might want to open your Bibles to Luke chapter 2.

OK folks I’m gonna take a shot
I’m gonna tell you what it is and what is not
We’re gonna take a little trip back in time
To when the Roman Empire was in its prime

Now in this days there went out a decree
Telling everybody where they had to be
The Roman emperor Cesar was on people’s backs
And wanted to be sure that everyone was taxed
And so in order to be counted everybody had to come
Unto the city that their ancestors were from

A Galilean named Joseph from Nazareth
Went to Judea to the city of David Beth-
lahem was the place that he had to sign
Because he was a descendant of David’s line
And he took with him his wife to be
And you know that her name was Mary

Now Mary was a virgin but she was with child
A lot of people today think that that sounds wild
But it was not strange bizarre or odd
She was the chosen human mother of the son of God

But getting back to the story of Joseph and Mare
They went to Bethlehem and when they got there
You know it seemed that Mary’s time had come
And that then and there she’s gonna have a son
But since the inn was full they had no place to stay
so she laid the baby Jesus down in the hay

Now in that region watching over their flocks
There were some shepherds in the fields eating bagels and lox
When a glorious angel of the Lord appeared
And as the glory shone around them they were filled with fear

“Be not afraid for I bring good news”
“Of great joy to all people both Gentiles and Jews”
“For unto you is born today in Bethlehem”
“The savior Christ the Lord”, the angel said to them
“And this to you shall be a sign”
“that the baby you might more easily find”
“He shall be laying in a manger in swaddling clothes”
The shepherds looked around and said, “what are those?”
And then suddenly and amazing thing
A multitude of angels began to sing

They “appeared to the shepherds in the sky
Singing glory to god in the highest
And on earth peace among men
Because the Lord most High is pleased with them”

Now when the angels had finished the shepherds turned
They went to Bethlehem because of what they learned
And I think you’re gonna know just what I mean
When I say that this was the nativity scene
It was the Bethlehem stable where the shepherds went
Along with three wise men from the orient
The three kings had brought frankincense and myrrh
And I’m not really sure what those things were
But that’s really not important but neither is
Santa Clause Rudolph and all that biz

The real deal of Christmas is that it shows
God’s love for us because he chose
To send to us his only son
To make salvation possible for everyone

Hope you enjoyed it. Merry Christmas!

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Christmas in Three Acts – Act 3: Herod

The third of three Christmas season monologues. This one once again uses the on stage screen to display the lines of a second character thus putting the audience members in the place of that character.

For Herod I used an accent similar to something generically middle eastern. Pick almost any local character from any film about the crusades.

Feel free to use any of these monologues as you have need! Merry Christmas.

<Graphic on screen:” Your Highness?”>

<reading from an imaginary scroll, holding up a hand> A moment…<putting down the scroll> Yes Shimri, what news of the easterners?

<Graphic on screen: ” Forgive me your highness but…they have left the kingdom”>

 <frowning> My instructions were clear were they not? Did I not tell them to find this child and report back to me? Were they not shown the courtesy of MY palace coming begging at my door looking for this ….how did they put it…he who was to be born king of the Jews? They defy me in my own kingdom, seeking their would be usurper?

<growing angry> King of the jews?!?! I am Herod…THE GREAT.

<losing it> I am king of the Jews!!!!!

<pacing, growing slowly cold and calculating>

 <Graphic on screen: “Yes, my king.”>

They claim to have seen signs these…astrologers…and yet my own wise-men do not deny that it may be so. Whether or not it is true there will be others who will follow after these three, others who share their …belief. And then what will happen? If they were to somehow manage to bring their belief to bare fruit, where would we be then? Unrest? Rebellion? Death? And where would that lead, an upstart king who has no knowledge of the delicate balance we must maintain with Rome. No, no…not that. I must protect my people. I must protect my throne…MY throne.

<paces a moment more then pauses as though struck by an idea>

 Shimri, you are a scribe and I see you carry your scrolls with you today. Good, good…read to me the passage concerning Pharaoh and the Hebrew mid-wives, I believe you know the one.

<Graphic on screen: ” The king of Egypt said to the Hebrew midwives, one of whom was named Shiphrah and the other Puah, “When you act as midwives to the Hebrew women, and see them on the birthstool, if it is a boy, kill him; but if it is a girl, she shall live.” But the midwives feared God; they did not do as the king of Egypt commanded them, but they let the boys live.” >

<listening, then holding up a hand>

 You see Shimri we shall not make the same mistake. If this usurper is to be a king, then it stands to reason it is a male child. But we shall entrust this duty to soldiers, not to simple midwives. As it is written…so shall it be done.

<Curtain>

Herod’s perspective on the birth of Jesus was obviously self centered and self serving, something we can all to easily fall into ourselves. Picking him as the third of the three characters was the choice of the pastor doing the teaching but it made for an interesting change in perspective from the traditional conversations about the nativity.

How might looking at Christmas through someone else’s point of view help you clarify your own?

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Christmas in Three Acts – Act 2: The Innkeeper

This is the second of three monologues on the Christmas story. In this one I chose to use the on stage screen to represent a second character’s part of the conversation thus putting the audience in the place of that character. From the response we received that mechanism worked pretty well.

Simeon here is probably best done with a rather stereotypical Jewish accent.

<Graphic on screen: ”Good day Simeon…”>

<looking up from imaginary set of “books” or real set of “scrolls”> Ah, Mathias, trust a tax collector to be on time. <chuckling> I have prepared the records from the last month for your review. I believe you’ll find them all to be in order as usual.

<flipping through a page or two>

You can see here that things have returned to normal after the crowds we had for the census. <shaking his head> While I do not begrudge the money to be made from such crowds it was a busy time indeed. If only Jesse and his sons had lived anywhere other than Bethlehem, perhaps then we would have seen an increase in business without the entire town overflowing.

<Graphic on Screen: “Yes, the home of the line of David, the shepherd king.”>

<Groaning, rolling his eyes> Ah you have done it now Matthias…reminding me of shepherds….<shaking his head> Do you know Mathias, that a flock of shepherds actually smells worse than a flock of sheep? <flipping through the pages> Yes, here it is, the last night before the official census was to begin.

A young couple comes to my door as evening is falling, obviously weary from the road. I am run off my feet as it were trying to keep up with my guests when they arrive looking for a room. Can I tell you Mathias I almost laughed. A room? In Bethlehem? That night?

<holding up his hands>Buuuut….I am not an unkind man Mathias as you well know, and the young girl appeared ready to burst with child soooooo…I offered them the hospitality of my stable. <chuckling> Do not look at me so. They were in need and I did not charge them….much. <pointing to the books>

I thought nothing of it…that is until later that night.

I awoke, not from any particular sound but from a sense of something of import happening…that is the best way I can describe it to you Mathias. I knew there was something afoot. I dressed quickly and checked the guest rooms. I thought next to check the beasts when I remembered the young couple.

<frowns>Imagine my surprise Mathias when I go out back to my stables to find a veritable flock of shepherds bobbing like chickens around the door. The smell was almost too much to approach but I managed to get the attention of one of the men on the edge of the crowd only to be told a fantastic tale about the birth of the child.

<pausing>

You know Mathias I believe that too much time spent with sheep makes a man as dumb as one…King David not withstanding…

<Graphic on screen: “I have heard the tale”>

<Second graphic on screen “They say the child is the messiah”>

 <nodding> Then you too have heard the foolishness!! Imagine, the messiah, born in a barn, sleeping in a feed trough!! And these shepherds actually believed the tale!!! Some story about an angel, or an army, appearing and telling them it was so. And Mathias, they stayed all night!! Worse yet they went through the dark streets of out little town telling others, many of whom came to see for themselves.

<Graphic on screen “You do not believe their tale?”>

<laughing> Mathias, I am business man! What time do I have to spend on the superstitions of some wandering herdsmen who probably inhaled too much smoke from a dung laden fire and imagined the whole thing?

<shaking his head>No my friend. I saw the child. He looked as other new-borns…gangly, messy, odd shaped head. I congratulated the couple of the birth of their son…but that is all it was. And, as my gift to them, I did not even charge them for the use of the stable and the loss of a night’s sleep.

<considering, pouting a moment> Annnnd if it should turn out I am wrong perhaps “the messiah”  will remember kind Simeon who let his parents stay for no charge. <laughing> Perhaps he will even pay for the night himself!!

Of course, then you would charge me the taxes…either way I lose.

<Curtain>

Simeon missed it. What are you don’t this holiday season to help assure that you don’t “miss it”?

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Christmas in Three Acts – Act 1: The Shepherds

Several years ago I was asked to write, and perform, three monologues in preparation for Christmas. The idea was to capture the story of Jesus birth from the perspective of some of the participants. This is the fist of those three acts.

The setting is a Bethlehem street just outside the stable. When I played the part I gave the shepherd the voice of Watto, the junk dealer who owned Anakin and his mother in Star Wars: The Phantom Menace. I wanted him to come across rustic and rough around the edges.

 

The Gospel According to Luke

And there were shepherds living out in the fields nearby, keeping watch over their flocks at night. 9An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified. 10But the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid. I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. 11Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is Christ[1] the Lord. 12This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger.”
13Suddenly a great company of the heavenly host appeared with the angel, praising God and saying,
14“Glory to God in the highest,
and on earth peace to men on whom his favor rests.”
15When the angels had left them and gone into heaven, the shepherds said to one another, “Let’s go to Bethlehem and see this thing that has happened, which the Lord has told us about.”
16So they hurried off and found Mary and Joseph, and the baby, who was lying in the manger. 17When they had seen him, they spread the word concerning what had been told them about this child, 18and all who heard it were amazed at what the shepherds said to them.

 

Come my friend, come. <stepping forward, then pulling an imaginary person aside>

You want to know what is happening here tonight I think, eh? Come aside and I shall tell you a tale almost too amazing to believe but I swear to you it is all true.

Tonight we were in the fields as usual, tending to the sheep. Because it is the lambing season there are more us of watching the flocks at night. But it is a comfortable camp as camps go, eh?  May Yaweh-Rohi strike me down if it is not as I say.

Tonight we were preparing for the second watch as usual, some waking, some preparing to sleep, others sleeping soundly, or so the sound of their snoring would make it seem, when suddenly there was a brilliant light…lighting the camp as though it was day…it seemed the light of a thousand camp fires had descended into our midst. And there in the middle of the light stood the most fearsome man you have ever seen, clad in white fire and golden armor.

Men began to run in every direction, some loosed their slings into the light as though a stone could hurt that one, eh? All were afraid, yes, even I, Gazez Ben-Hesed <Gah-zeez’  Ben Heh’-sed> was afraid. The camp was in a panic….all but the sheep…they just stared into the light. Sheep, eh?

No, my friend it is true…and what did this apparition say to us you ask? He said “Do not be afraid”. Pfffft….simple enough to say when you are holding a sword and surrounded by the light of the sun.. but…as soon as he had said it I felt the fear drain out of me, all of us did, and we came closer to hear what he would say next.

He told us, <in an alternate ‘angel’ voice>“I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people.” <abner voice>Even as he said the word I felt joy lightening my heart <angel voice etc.>“Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is Christthe Lord.” At this my heart began to pound. The messiah? Born now? In Bethlehem? So close? “This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger.” At this some began to laugh. The messiah, in a manger? Well then he had better be wrapped in cloth or the animals will get to him.

But before the laughter could die on their lips the field was FULL of warriors, clad as this man and what did they do then eh? This magnificent army? They began to sing my friend, they began to sing…<emphatic> SUCH singing you have never heard!!!! My heart leapt at the sound, I felt that it would burst in my chest. But then suddenly they were gone and in their absence we felt the world stand still. <conspiratorially, nodding towards the stable>

To tell you the truth my friend I believe it was in that moment the child was born eh?

There is no need to tell you we were excited, though some were still skeptics…”Let us go and see this thing we said” <pause, becoming, thoughtful, reverent>

My friend that army of warriors I told you of…they were indeed angles, may Yaweh strike me if it is not so….and the child? He is indeed the messiah as you can see. For did not the angels proclaim his birth?

<shaking head, coming back to the moment in the story>

As I said some STILL did not believe even after all we had seen and heard, but still they were willing to come look for themselves. <waving a hand to indicate the group> Some are still here but the others have gone through the town telling this tale for having seen the child even the skeptics now believe.

<moving back towards the manger as though pulling the new comer along for a better look> Come my friend see for yourself…it is the lambing season and a little one has been born here tonight…come along, come…let us adore him…

~Curtain~

What do you think it would have been like to be one of the shepherds on that night 2000 years ago?

 

 

 

 

 

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Three Steps to Spiritual Hydration

Have you ever had one of those dreams where you drink and drink and drink but can’t seem to slake your thirst? Typically you wake up and find out you were REALLY thirsty in real life and THAT is why you couldn’t fix it in your dream.
I think I woke up a bit this morning. I realized that in real life I am spiritually thirsty.  Perhaps it was the fact that the message was spot on this morning at church. Perhaps its because the last three or four weeks have been jam packed with stress on just about very level.  Whatever the cause the experience of “waking up thirsty” reminded me of a few things this morning:
  • Spiritual thirst sneaks up on you. You typically don’t even know you’re thirsty until refreshment catches you by surprise. The truth is we typically wind up spiritually dehydrated before we even knew we needed a drink.
  • Spiritual thirst affects our vision. It becomes the lens through which we view life. We didn’t put the glasses on but our vision is shaded all the same.
  • Spiritual thirst affects all of our relationships. Because it shades what we see it shades how we think, act, and feel and THAT rubs off on the people around us.
So how do you beat something that insidious? If I don’t even know I am thirsty how can I ever expect to drink enough to satisfy it? Allow me to suggest three steps to spiritual hydration.
Step One: Guzzle, don’t sip.
What is it that wakes up your soul? Is it a particular piece of music? A picture, a place, or spending time with a particular person perhaps?  As we come into the heart of the Christmas season there will be stressors and time demands enough to distract even the most spiritually diligent of us. So go to your favorite passage of scripture, your favorite carol, or your favorite Christmas tradition. Seek it out and take the time to relish it, to drink deeply of it.
Remember, the trouble with spiritual thirst is that we don’t know we’re thirsty until we get a drink. But that single drink that identifies thirst isn’t enough to quench it so when you take that first drink be prepared to drink deeply and repeatedly.
Step Two:  Look beyond the cup. 
That thing that you identified in step one is really the cup from which you’ll start to drink your spiritual refreshment. As with real thirst it isn’t the cup that satisfies, it is the contents.  So in the spiritual sense you need to ask yourself what is it that the cup is pointing me towards? What is it that my soul is thirsting after?
Step Three: Identify the cause.
Most of us would probably be surprised at just how close we are to physical dehydration. That’s because we drink beverages that don’t truly hydrate: coffee, soft drinks, beer, wine…good drink that may even temporarily satisfy thirst but don’t hydrate.
The only way to truly spiritually rehydrate is to discover what it is that is making us thirsty. What are we drinking in that leads us to think we’re satisfied?
Find a minute this week to take a spiritual drink for it is only by drinking that we discover we’re thirsty. Drink deeply and attend to that for which your soul thirsts. Pause just long enough to discover what it is that is contributing to your thirst…then go back to the top and drink again, and again.
What are the cups that hold spiritual refreshment for you? What is it that your soul thirsts after?