Showing posts with label victory. Show all posts
Showing posts with label victory. Show all posts

Saturday, April 4, 2015

Then Came Sunday Morning


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Sitting in silence.

Wrapped in grief.

Haunted by fear.

Hearts echoed with the emptiness left when Jesus’ body was laid in the tomb.

Hope had disappeared.

Then came Sunday morning.

The sun peeked over the hills. Women trudged with feet as heavy as their hearts to the tomb. In their hands were fragrant spices to properly prepare their Master and friend for burial. 


But who would roll away the stone? Who would let them in?


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Suddenly hope was rekindled! The stone was rolled away!


"He is not here!” the angel said. “He is risen!” 

The tomb was empty, but their hearts were full.
Fear gave way to courage!

Grief gave way to joy!

Silence was swallowed up in victory!

Sin, where are your shackles?
Death, where is your sting?
Hell has been defeated.
The grave could not hold the king.*


Then came Sunday morning—and absolutely nothing would ever be the same again.



*Lyrics from “Arise, My Love” by Newsong.



Monday, October 8, 2012

And the Hammer Fell


I was browsing through my computer files tonight when I ran across this piece that I wrote over seven years ago after a particularly moving Good Friday service. Although it is not the Easter season right now, the message is still and always a good one to remember.

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One Good Friday Night ...
During one particularly moving Good Friday service at the church I attend in Indonesia.  They did something I had never seen done before.  In the early part of the service, as the congregation sang, one man carried in a simple wooden cross that was about five feet tall.  He laid it down, propped up against the platform. The service continued.  


Thursday, August 16, 2012

That Pesky Thorn (Part Three)


A Few More Thorns

This is the third of a three-part series, suggesting that compromise with the wrong things can have disastrous results. 
In Part One, we saw that the altars the people of Israel allowed to remain constantly enticed them away from their God, and He no longer helped them defeat their enemies.  The compromise they made gave rise to a metaphorical “thorn in their side” – a constant disturbance to their relationship with God, and a persistent source of temptation.
In our lives, we might compromise with certain things that we know should be eliminated.  We fail to “tear down our altars”, getting rid of the things that pull us away from God because, to be honest, we like whatever it is that God asks us to release.  In the end, that thing, whatever it is, becomes a “thorn” to us.
In Part Two, I shared an example from my own life when I failed to get rid of something I knew I should eliminate.  I saw very clearly and powerfully how that unreleased thing quickly became a “thorn in my side”, and robbed me of victory.
In Part Three, we will look at a few examples of things that could be classified as an “altar” because they can become more important to a person than God.  We will see how those “altars”, if left intact, can produce thorns, causing trouble and pain to us and everyone around us.
These “altars” might be things, activities, or even attitudes.  Let’s take a look at a few of them. We could cite many examples of each.  Here are just a few.
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Any recovering alcoholic knows that it is not a good idea to keep alcohol around the house.  On days when an alcoholic is not sober, getting the next drink is more important to them than anything else.  The same holds true for drug use.  The desire for the next drink, the next fix, eclipses everything else.  It doesn’t matter that family members are hurt.  It doesn’t matter that this “altar” gets in the way of being close to God.  As the alcoholic or the addict gives in to the desire for a drink or a fix, this addiction becomes a “thorn” that harms everyone around.
Now, you may be thinking, “I don’t have a problem like that.  I’m not an alcoholic or a drug addict.  No altars to tear down here.” 
Slow down a minute.  Let’s think about this.
What about that expensive Starbucks habit and the frequent visits to your favourite fast food place that sucks money from your family’s bank account and drains what you could have otherwise given to God’s work?
What about that chocolate cake in the refrigerator, or the super-size bag of potato chips in the cupboard that you know you shouldn’t eat because you know it is not good for you.  It harms your body, the temple of the Holy Spirit
OK, OK.  Conviction is at work here.  I am sitting here at my computer with a glass of Coke Zero in front of me.  This soda has been a big “altar” in the past as I drank way too much of it to the harm of my body.  I have been doing fairly well keeping this altar torn down recently, but I have it here now, and I know where having it around can lead.  Excuse me a moment while I go pour the rest of the glass down the drain………

Wednesday, August 15, 2012

That Pesky Thorn (Part Two):

How a Compromise Became a Real Pain

In Part One, we saw God’s people failing to obey Him and compromising with things that would draw them away from Him.  As a consequence, the very things they allowed to remain became snares to them, traps, like thorns in their sides.  The same kind of dynamics exist today.
Let me illustrate this with a story from my own life.  For many years my thought life was characterized by dark, sadistic, violent story lines.  I have an active imagination, and it wouldn’t take more than a newspaper article describing a violent crime to paint a vivid picture in my mind.  The picture stayed there, dominating my thoughts, even while I did other things.  Even while I tried to pray or read my Bible.  ESPECIALLY when I tried to pray or read my Bible.  No matter how hard I tried, no matter what Scripture I quoted, no matter how many praise and worship songs I sang, I could not get rid of those thoughts.
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