tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19602113006722919482024-03-13T06:34:48.873-04:00John's Grace Walk (Mysterium Tremendum)My journey from legalism to grace and the overwhelming mystery of itJohn Fincherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05458897526460534434noreply@blogger.comBlogger169125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1960211300672291948.post-87481960655324950822012-03-25T19:25:00.003-04:002012-03-25T19:41:49.967-04:00Being Jesus in Nashville<span ><span style="font-size: 100%;">Author and former pastor Jim Palmer should be dead. Over the course of a year that included two near-death experiences, as Palmer set out to disentangle Jesus from the religious machinery of Christianity, he discovered a profound and unexpected answer to the question on his mind: "What would Jesus do? " Exploring what it really means to "be Jesus" in his hometown of Nashville, Tennessee, Palmer learns that Jesus was special not because he was more divine than the rest of us, but because he was courageously more human than most. Unfortunately, this realization crystallized for him while he was hanging upside down in his overturned car, expecting to die. When Palmer was miraculously pulled from the wreckage alive, he emerged with a new courage to embrace his life as never before. In Being Jesus in Nashville, Palmer shares his personal stories, ideas, concepts, and an innovative approach to humanity as he learns that being Jesus means seeing people as they truly are; letting it happen, not making it happen; being at peace, whatever happens; putting no limitations on God; living without separation from God; following your own path; living as everyone's neighbor. With spiritual insight and refreshing theological glimpses, Palmer shares how he traded in his Christianity for Jesus and how this brought him closer to God.</span></span><br /><br /><span ><span style="font-size: 100%;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Being-Jesus-Nashville-Jim-Palmer/dp/1469758334/ref=sr_1_fkmr0_3?ie=UTF8&qid=1332718692&sr=8-3-fkmr0"></a></span></span><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /></div><div><span ><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Being-Jesus-Nashville-Jim-Palmer/dp/1469758334/ref=sr_1_fkmr0_3?ie=UTF8&qid=1332718692&sr=8-3-fkmr0">http://www.amazon.com/Being-Jesus-Nashville-Jim-Palmer/dp/1469758334/ref=sr_1_fkmr0_3?ie=UTF8&qid=1332718692&sr=8-3-fkmr0</a></span></div>John Fincherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05458897526460534434noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1960211300672291948.post-87363691529770757902012-02-01T14:38:00.000-05:002012-02-01T14:39:29.776-05:00What IS Prayer?<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ti7BSDqsQ0c/TymUzuhJOyI/AAAAAAAAAGA/iDluWFy9PaA/s1600/praying_man.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ti7BSDqsQ0c/TymUzuhJOyI/AAAAAAAAAGA/iDluWFy9PaA/s320/praying_man.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704254019422731042" /></a><br /><br />"{…} (Many) do not directly believe in the power of prayer but rather believe in the OTHER’S belief in its power. This may seem ridiculous, and indeed when put like this, it is. However, in many respects this is the kind of behavior we all engage at some level. For instance, we can easily imagine a conversation between two people in which they agreed wholeheartedly that working all the hours God sends in order to make money to buy more goods is detrimental to our mental health and not worth the effort. Yet it is also easy to imagine that, after the conversation, these two people act as if they DID believe that working all the hours God sends to buy more goods is worth the effort. While the people do not consciously believe that this activity gives satisfaction and happiness, they act as if they believe it. Karl Marx called this activity of disbelieving in ones mind while believing in ones activities 'fetishism'. The fetish is any object that we know is not magical or special in any way, yet is treated as though it were special and magical. <br /><br />In as sense, one can say that while individuals do not believe that working crazy hours for extra money in order to buy more goods will bring happiness, they have vicariously put their trust in another's belief that it does. So who is this "other" that believes on our behalf? It is, of course, not literally another person or group of people, but rather it can be described as the values expressed in the context we inhabit (the ads we watch, the books we read, etc.) While we may disavow these values intellectually, they continue to seep into our lives. While the message can be disbelieved and even ridiculed at a conscious level, it simultaneously commands our obedience at the level of our action. It is only as we change our context that we can effectively change our social existence. <br /><br />Hence, the various religious practices employed over the millennia are not primarily designed to change how we think about the world, but rather, at their best, they are designed to change how we engage with the world. By developing a culture of spiritual rituals that reflect our beliefs, this new context begins to change how we operate in the world. Thus, it brings our beliefs and practices into closer alignment. We may believe very strongly in certain values, but is only as we inhabit an environment that encourages those values, an environment that also “believes” in those values, that we are able to engage in lasting change. <br /><br />Concretely speaking, then, when it comes to undermining something like the superstitious belief that a certain prayer can bring wealth and healing, the primary problem does not necessarily rest in convincing the person that this view is silly; that the words are only words and not some kind of magical formula that compels God to act. The chances are that the person will readily agree with this assessment. One needs to go further and convince that person's religious structure of the fact."<br /><br />Peter Rollins, The Orthodox HereticJohn Fincherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05458897526460534434noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1960211300672291948.post-66848137189131762672010-01-14T06:26:00.001-05:002010-01-14T06:27:35.885-05:00Prayer of St. Francis<span xmlns=''><p><span style='font-family:Arial; font-size:10pt'>Lord, make me an instrument of your peace, <br/>Where there is hatred, let me sow love;<br/>where there is injury, pardon;<br/>where there is doubt, faith;<br/>where there is despair, hope;<br/>where there is darkness, light;<br/>where there is sadness, joy; </span><span style='font-size:1pt'><br /> </span></p><p><span style='font-family:Arial; font-size:10pt'>O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console; <br/>to be understood as to understand; <br/>to be loved as to love. </span><span style='font-family:Times New Roman; font-size:12pt'><br /> </span></p><p><span style='font-family:Arial; font-size:10pt'>For it is in giving that we receive; <br/>it is in pardoning that we are pardoned; <br/>and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.</span></p></span>John Fincherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05458897526460534434noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1960211300672291948.post-82754098332112154132010-01-13T09:20:00.001-05:002010-01-13T09:20:14.537-05:00A Prayer of Sadhu Sundar Singh<span xmlns=''><p>My Lord God, my all in all, life of my life, and spirit of my spirit, look in mercy upon me, and so fill me with Your Holy Spirit that my heart shall have no room for love of any but you. I seek from You no other gift but Yourself, who are the Giver of life and all its blessings. From You I ask not for the world or its treasures, nor yet for heaven do I even make request, but You alone do I desire and long for, and where You are, there is Heaven. The hunger and the thirst of this heart of mine can be satisfied only with You who have given it birth. O my Creator! You have created my heart for Yourself alone, and not for another. Therefore, this my heart can find no rest or ease save in You, in You who have both created it and set in it this very longing for rest. Take away, then, from my heart all that is opposed to You, and enter and abide and rule forever. Amen</p></span>John Fincherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05458897526460534434noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1960211300672291948.post-34776990202643859212010-01-06T07:02:00.002-05:002010-01-06T07:09:41.953-05:00The Cloud of Unknowing Begins<span xmlns=''><p>At the recommendation of my niece, Alison, I started reading a book intriguingly entitled <em>The Cloud of Unknowing</em>; a contemplative medieval work from an unknown (!) monastic author. In its prologue, I couldn't help but get a sense of a similar warning Paul might have placed on his writings if given a chance.<br /></p><p>It reads as thus, "I…charge…you, and ask it of you with the authority of charity. If any such people do read it to themselves or to others, or copy it, or else hear it read in private or in public, you must bid them as I do you, to take time to read it in private or out loud, to copy it or listen to it, <em>right through</em> (emphasis mine). For it may happen that there is something there, in the beginning or in the middle, which depends on what follows and is not fully explained in that place. If so, it will be explained a little later on, or else by the end. Thus if a man looks at one part and not another, he could quite easily be led into error."</p></span>John Fincherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05458897526460534434noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1960211300672291948.post-78439458076734267192010-01-05T05:55:00.001-05:002010-01-05T05:57:09.349-05:00But SOMEbody had to be a Christian!“Sometime after World War II, during the reconstruction of Europe, the World Council of Churches wanted to see how its money was being spent in some remote parts of the Balkan peninsula. Accordingly, it dispatched John Mackie, who was then the president of the Church of Scotland, and two ministers from another rather severe and pietistic denomination, to take a jeep and travel to some of the villages where the funds were being disbursed.<br /><br />“One afternoon Dr. Mackie and the other two clergymen went to call on the Orthodox priest in a small Greek village. The priest was overjoyed to see them, and was eager to pay his respects. Immediately, he produced a box of Havana cigars, a great treasure in those days, and offered each of his guests a cigar. Dr. Mackie took one, bit the end off, lit it, puffed a few puffs, and said how good it was. The other gentlemen look horrified and said, ‘No, thank you, we don’t smoke.’<br /><br />“Realizing he had somehow offended the two who refused, the priest was anxious to make amends. So he excused himself and reappeared in a few minutes with a flagon of his choicest wine. Dr. Mackie took a glassful, sniffed it like a connoisseur, sipped it and praised its quality. Soon he asked for another glass. His companions, however, drew themselves back even more noticeably than before and said, ‘No, thank you, we don’t drink!’<br /><br />“Later, when the three men were in the jeep again, making their way up a rough road out of the village, the two pious clergymen turned upon Dr. Mackie with a vengeance. ‘Dr. Mackie,’ they insisted, ‘do you mean to tell us that you are the president of the Church of Scotland and an officer of the World Council of Churches and you smoke and drink?’<br /><br />“Dr. Mackie had had all he could take, and his Scottish temper got the better of him. ‘No, dammit, I don’t,’ he said, ‘but somebody had to be a Christian!'"<br /><br />D.T. Niles, told at the sesquicentennial celebration of Princeton University; repeated by John Killinger, Pulpit Digest, July/August, 1992, pp. 12-13.John Fincherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05458897526460534434noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1960211300672291948.post-41438360106628658642009-12-25T08:01:00.002-05:002009-12-25T10:33:34.204-05:00Close Encounters of the [Spiritual] Kind<span xmlns=''><p><a href='http://www.facebook.com/john.fincher'><span style='color:blue; font-family:Times New Roman; font-size:12pt; text-decoration:underline'>John Fincher</span></a><span style='font-family:Times New Roman; font-size:12pt'> December 25 at 7:47am <br /></span></p><p><span style='font-family:Times New Roman; font-size:12pt'>After reading the chapter <strong>If I Ever Met an Angel</strong> from <em>Wide Open Spaces</em> by Jim Palmer, I began to wonder about my own experiences with angels, dreams, visions, etc. This is also something I've thought about lately. For me, my experience is someone who I haven't talked to or thought of in a long time will call me (seemingly) out of the blue - as soon as a few minutes or the next day. I don't know how many times I've said to someone, I was JUST thinking about you. I don't know why God would give me a fore-knowledge of this, but it has happened to me over and over in my life. My wife tells a story when she was in college, she started packing to leave because her aunt had died, but no one had called her and told her. When her mother called her, she said she already knew and was on her way. We tend to not dwell on something like this and try to say she was probably just mistaken about the time-line.<br/><br/>I certainly am open for this type of communication now.<br/><br/>Just a couple of weeks ago, I was involved in a messy situation in the small-group at the assembly we now attend (I started going for my wife, but have come to love the people in our group). It involved me being (essentially) called a heretic by someone attending a conservative seminary. Well, in this imbroglio, I was called a Gnostic and a Mystic simply because I am seeking the deeper things of God. More than a few times lately, God has put "mystical" things (books, conversations, etc) into my path over the last year. The next DAY after this episode with my fellow classmate came to a head, I was at the hospital waiting with my mother while my father was having surgery. We were sitting in a small area with a couple I had not paid much attention to. As I was walking past them, I noticed a book that he had been reading, but had put down. I looked at the title - The New Mystics by John Crowder! Never heard of him or it, but it sparked an amazing conversation between the two of us about this very subject! I being from a conservative Independent Baptist background thoroughly enjoyed his stories about "unseen" encounters with the spiritual world. This stranger also GAVE me the book. My eyes are more open to this type of thing now.<br/><br/>As to God speaking through dreams, earlier this year I was given these words upon waking one morning:<br/><br/>I rather imagine as I sleep,<br/>My God sings to me all night<br/>In a quiet, wordless voice<br/><br/>Though wordless,<br/>So personal still<br /></span></p></span>John Fincherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05458897526460534434noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1960211300672291948.post-10151972546223595832009-12-20T21:27:00.004-05:002009-12-23T14:44:44.637-05:00I Guess Label Me an Antinomian“Repentance is necessary for God’s own people, who have a real work of grace. They must offer up a daily sacrifice of tears. The Antinomians hold that when any come to be believers, they have a writ of ease, and there remains nothing for them now to do but to rejoice. Yes, they have something else to do, and that is to repent. Repentance is a continuous act. The issue of godly sorrow must not be quite stopped till death. Jerome, writing in an epistle to Laeta, tells her that her life must be a life of repentance. Repentance is called crucifying the flesh (Gal. 5:24), which is not done on a sudden, but leisurely; it will be doing all our life". Thomas Watson, from The Doctrine of Repentance<br /><br />Wow...John Fincherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05458897526460534434noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1960211300672291948.post-84315546340672230442009-12-16T19:00:00.005-05:002009-12-17T06:42:36.840-05:00The heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately wicked: who can know it?<span xmlns=''><p>I daresay most American Christians are familiar with this verse from Jeremiah. I have no guess for the number of times I've heard it preached about. It is the ONE verse, we have been told, that shows no one can trust their heart. I will admit I am conflicted as the wording is not vague. It says, in black and white, that the heart is deceitful ABOVE ALL, and DESPERATELY WICKED.
<br /></p><p>Albeit that this wording is unambiguous, a search of the Bible will quickly show the heart can be both wicked AND/OR good.
<br /></p><p>If the heart IS wicked and deceitful, it raises some questions.
<br /></p><p>If, as some say, Jesus is invited into our hearts, does (would!) He reside in a wickedly deceitful one?
<br /></p><p>Also, as it says in Psalms that the Lord will give us the desires of the heart, would God give us desires that are rooted in wickedness and deceit?
<br /></p><p>Was Jeremiah (God), perhaps, being rhetorical? Could he be describing the UNregenerated heart of the PRE-Cross, natural man? There is a question asked at the end of the sentence, "who can know it?" It is interesting to note that just like Paul's lament in his letter to the Romans, <em>O wretched man that I am! who shall deliver me from the body of this death?, w</em>e usually stop and don't move on to the answer; <em>Thank God! The answer is in Jesus Christ our Lord.</em> (NLT)
<br /></p><p>Jeremiah also supplies an answer to the question; <em>I the LORD… </em>Therefore the heart IS knowable - God can know it.
<br /></p><p>So how can we reconcile the apparently clear teaching of this verse with other instruction in the Bible concerning the heart?
<br /></p><p>I think the answer is given to us in Ezekiel 36:26<em>, A <strong>new</strong> heart also will I give you, and a new spirit will I put within you: and <strong>I will take away</strong> the stony heart out of your flesh, and <strong>I will give you</strong> an heart of flesh. </em>(emphasis mine)
<br /></p><p>Could one conceivably conclude that the REgenerated man can trust his heart?
<br /></p><p>Now, wouldn't THAT be good news!
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<br />(Just don't eat what you're fed, hunt for yourself.)</span>John Fincherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05458897526460534434noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1960211300672291948.post-18845730152615548292009-12-16T08:17:00.001-05:002009-12-16T08:18:58.746-05:00The Secret of ForgivenessIf you have been raised up with Christ, keep seeking the things above, where Christ is, seated at the right hand of God. Set your mind on the things above, not on the things that are on earth. For you have died and your life is hidden with Christ in God." - Colossians 3:1-3<br /><br />It was a church service in Munich that I saw him, the former S.S. man who had stood guard at the shower room door in the processing center at Ravensbruck. He was the first of our actual jailers that I had seen since that time. And suddenly it was all there -- the room full of mocking men, the heaps of clothing, Betsie's pain-blanched face.<br /><br />He came up to me as the church was emptying, beaming and bowing. "How grateful I am for your message, Fraeulein," he said. "To think that, as you say, He has washed my sins away!"<br /><br />His hand was thrust out to shake mine. And I, who had preached so often to the people in Bloemendaal the need to forgive, kept my hand at my side. Even as the angry, vengeful thoughts boiled through me, I saw the sin of them. Jesus Christ had died for this man; was I going to ask for more? Lord Jesus, I prayed, forgive me and help me to forgive him.<br /><br />I tried to smile, I struggled to raise my hand. I could not. I felt nothing, not the slightest spark of warmth or charity. And so again I breathed a silent prayer. Jesus, I cannot forgive him. Give me Your forgiveness. As I took his hand the most incredible thing happened.<br /><br />From my shoulder along my arm and through my hand a current seemed to pass from me to him, while into my heart sprang a love for this stranger that almost overwhelmed me.<br /><br />And so I discovered that it depends not on our forgiveness nor on our goodness that the world's healing hinges, but on His. When He tells us to love our enemies, He gives, along with the command, the love itself.<br /><br />From <span style="font-style:italic;">The Hiding Place</span> by Corrie Ten BoomJohn Fincherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05458897526460534434noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1960211300672291948.post-67814058551710219932009-12-12T08:21:00.002-05:002009-12-16T15:12:47.475-05:00Love Over AllDespite all the denominational distinctions I've come across along the way, for the life of me, I cannot find any other litmus test Jesus insisted upon to authenticate his followers except love. This was unsettling when I realized that despite knowing Greek and Hebrew and the boxes in my attic filled with hundreds of my sermons on tape telling others how to be a Christian, I wasn't very loving. Winston Churchill cautioned, "However beautiful the strategy, you should occasionally look at the results". My version of Christianity wasn't making me much like Jesus.<br /><br />From <span style="font-style:italic;">Divine Nobodies</span> by Jim PalmerJohn Fincherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05458897526460534434noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1960211300672291948.post-76561002241608366832009-12-08T15:19:00.002-05:002009-12-16T15:13:37.922-05:00The New MysticsI will not be looking for religious acceptance, nor fear the opinions of any man. Neither will I just eat what I am fed. I will hunt for myself. I will not rest until I have personally heard from Heaven. <br /><br />Personalized from <span style="font-style:italic;">The New Mystics</span> by John CrowderJohn Fincherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05458897526460534434noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1960211300672291948.post-9788344715931521772009-12-02T11:36:00.002-05:002009-12-03T09:57:54.865-05:00Light Salt Anyone?<span xmlns=''><p>Over the last few days/weeks, I've been asking Papa if He would shine His light into all of the dark corners of my soul. And let me be clear, the spirit is how I communicate with Him. The soul is my mind, will, and emotions. It is in my soul where I store my garbage that I don't want Him to see (a la Adam and Eve trying to cover their nakedness). (Rhetorical aside: Why does the natural man believe he can hide from the eternal God? And why does he even feel it necessary to try?)<br /></p><p>I have been walking over the past week or so. Sometimes it's been in the early morning and I can hear the world waking up. Sometimes it's later in the day when it seems much quieter. And one day last week I walked just after dusk – the time where it is more night than day. It was an amazing time of contemplation. The wind was blowing, and a blanket of large oak leaves were being tossed and swirled around. They almost seemed to make a whispering noise, and I imagined God speaking to me through their rustle.<br /></p><p>It is during these walks where I have time to reflect on ideas that start out as tiny seeds in my mind. I have been told I am a deep thinker. I don't know how deep my thoughts are, but God has given me a certain curiosity that I seem to have the need to satiate. I like to think things out to a certain extent and answer questions that come to my mind.<br /></p><p>Something Papa showed me today is the idea that we are called the salt of the earth and the light of the world.<br /></p><p> In my most religiously conservative days, I was focused inwardly on my small body of fellow workers. I was SO inwardly-focused, that the only way I could (AND SHOULD) minister was either inside those walls or with or to someone FROM those walls. I admit that it was even to the point of disdain for anyone who was not inside our conclave. And if someone LEFT our fellowship? Well they were no longer worthy of my attention. I am not talking about anyone else's attitude – this was mine alone. There may be others that share(d) this, but that is for them to sort out on THEIR walks with Papa.<br /></p><p>And before I get to my main point of the proceeding paragraphs, I want to stop and take a moment to marvel at the way that Papa works in me. One way is how he puts the desire for certain books into my heart JUST when I need them. For example, I may order a book and not start reading it right away. Or, I will start one and put it down. I feel no guilt at not finishing one (well, the teacher in my head feels a twinge sometimes). I have discovered, however, that when I DO pick it up again, it says just what I need to hear, when I need to hear it.<br /></p><p>Also, when He does this for me, I devour it like it was the last book on earth. I gulp it down in large, wordy chucks. I must say that since He made ME this way, I don't understand others who don't gobble them up like I do, but seem to merely nibble at their edges. <br /></p><p>One such book is Divine Nobodies by Jim Palmer. I've had it for months now, and only picked it back up after I had just greedily consumed The Barbarian Way by Erwin McManus and was looking for my next binge. Here is where I must also say that it always seems that the book I am CURRENTLY reading is my favorite, but Divine Nobodies really, truly is my favorite. Really. <br /></p><p>All jesting aside, I can relate more to this author and the things Papa has shown him in HIS walk than I have from anyone else. The truths proposed in it, to me, are "simply" revolutionary. Don't think that he is calling for us to become comrades in arms charging at windmills. Here is a main theme – "God has been trying to free me from the burden of doing something spectacular for him. It has a way of distracting you from the opportunities to be salt and light where you are."<br /></p><p>And this is where my meanderings hopefully will come together into a cohesive thought. THIS is what Papa and I sorted out. The idea that I was SO focused on my fellowship, MY church, that I could not see (did not WANT to see) the people He put in my path every day. Oh to think of the number of people I looked down upon because they did not serve alongside me when all He wanted for me to do is to simply share His light and salt wherever I went.<br /></p></span>John Fincherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05458897526460534434noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1960211300672291948.post-78156228492826328032009-11-24T06:39:00.002-05:002009-12-16T15:14:43.662-05:00Are YOU a Barbarian?When you join the barbarian tribe, you begin to live your life with your eyes and your heart wide open. When the Spirit of God envelops your soul, your spirit comes alive, and everything changes for you. You are no longer the same. And to those who cannot see the invisible, to those who refuse to believe it exists, the path you choose, the life you live, may lead them to conclude that you are not simply different, but insane. People who are fully alive look out of their minds to those who simply exist.<br /><br />From <span style="font-style:italic;">The Barbarian Way</span> by Erwin Raphael McManusJohn Fincherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05458897526460534434noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1960211300672291948.post-5443949103624280722009-11-23T07:44:00.002-05:002009-11-23T07:52:14.465-05:00The Barbarian WaySomehow, Christianity has become a non-mystical religion. It's about a reasonable faith. If we believe the right things, then we are orthodox. Frankly, whether we ever actually connect to God or experience, His undeniable presence has become incidental, it not irrelevant. We have become believers rather than experiencers. To know God, the Scriptures always went beyond information to intimacy. We may find ourselves uncomfortable with this reality. We become connected to the God of eternity. Who you are at the core is spirit. God is spirit. To walk with God is to journey in the spiritual realm.<br /><br />From <span style="font-style:italic;">The Barbarian Way</span> by Erwin Raphael McManusJohn Fincherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05458897526460534434noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1960211300672291948.post-86735962299770263942009-11-18T16:29:00.002-05:002009-12-16T15:16:07.270-05:00The Wrath of God<span xmlns=''><p>It was the most poignant picture of wrath I've witnessed. I had taken my family camping in the Sierra Nevada mountains to escape the heat of our home on the valley floor and to soak in some rest and relaxation. I was hunkered down in a lunge chair deeply engrossed in a novel. My wife, Sara, was coming to join me when suddenly we heard screams of pain from our two-year old son, Andy.<br /></p><p> He'd been playing in the dirt not far from our campsite. As I looked up, he was stomping his feet and waving his hands wildly. Swirling around him were flying insects, backlit by the sun; Sara immediately recognized them as bees. Somehow he had stumbled into their nest in the ground and they were attacking him relentlessly. <br /></p><p> Before I could extricate myself from the reclining chair, Sara was rushing to the sounds of his screams. Even though she is allergic to bee stings and got stung for her efforts, she angrily swatted at the bees as she scooped up her son to run with him to safety. When I got to them she was stroking his head with comfort even as she was panting from the overload of adrenaline still coursing through her veins. <br /></p><p> If you want a picture of God's wrath, I can think of none better. She was angry as I've ever seen her, but the anger wasn't directed at Andy nor did it seek punishment. She simply risked herself to rescue someone she loved so deeply.<br /></p><p> That's what God's wrath is like. He sees the evil that mars his creation and destroys the people he loves, and he must be rid of it. His wrath consumes evil and wickedness and as such does not exist as the opposite of his love, but as an expression of that love. He must protect and set free the object of his affection.<br /></p><p> I'm sure when my son first saw Mom running at him, eyes blazing with anger, he thought he was in trouble. Even though he didn't know what he'd done wrong, he was already recoiling from her as she approached. Only after she had swept him to safety did he realize he was not the focus of it, but its beneficiary.<br /></p><p> Our shame-consciousness does the same thing toward God. Whenever we see God acting to consume sin, we internalize the anger against ourselves. But that isn't where the wrath is primarily directed. "The wrath of God is being revealed from heaven against all the godlessness and wickedness of men…" (Romans 1:18)<br /></p><p> It's not people God seeks to destroy, but the sin that destroys his people. In that sense, God's wrath is far more curative than it is punitive. Its primary purpose is not to hurt us, but to heal and redeem us." <br /></p><p><br />From <em>He Loves Me</em> by Wayne Jacobsen</p></span>John Fincherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05458897526460534434noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1960211300672291948.post-68924768452664086122009-11-05T06:25:00.004-05:002009-11-05T16:54:52.358-05:00The Terms of RelationshipWhen Scripture talks about the relationship God wants with us, it borrows the most tender images of our world. He calls us young children beloved by a gracious Father, the bride of an expectant bridegroom; friends dear enough to die for and little chicks rushing under the protective wings of a hen.<br /><br />From <span style="font-style:italic;">He Loves Me</span> by Wayne JacobsenJohn Fincherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05458897526460534434noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1960211300672291948.post-48483116054278325662009-07-28T10:39:00.002-04:002009-07-28T10:44:06.828-04:00A Man Fell in a Hole....<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5WCTltHR-Hg&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5WCTltHR-Hg&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>John Fincherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05458897526460534434noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1960211300672291948.post-43804388753910757042009-07-22T16:32:00.004-04:002009-07-22T17:25:57.456-04:00Guess Who's Coming to DinnerAfter having spent the last 17 years in ONE community of believers, I read this and pondered the number of times we were invited into the homes of people we served along side of. Which for some at the top of the hierarchy was NEVER. I'm not really blaming them (well, perhaps a little), but the BUSYness of our lives WITHIN the local church environment. I can count on two hands (with fingers to spare) the number of times we were invited into fellow-servant's homes. Maybe THAT'S why our relationships, in the end, were ultimately so superficial. <br /><br /> "The home provides the perfect setting for relationships to get beyond the superficial and head into deeper waters. Friendships begin to take hold in such environments where we have the time to explore one another's lives. If you lack the kind of relationships you desire, look at how often you invite people into extended opportunities for relationship.<br /><br /> ...too many people shy away from hospitality because they think their home has to be spotless and the meal scrumptious. The whole point of opening the door to new friendships is not to impress people, but to be real. IF we don't break away from the need to put on our best face, we will never develop genuine relationships. Everything doesn't have to be perfect. We can order pizza, throw hotdogs on the grill, or make sandwiches. What's important is unhurried time together to let people see into our lives."<br /><br />From <span style="font-style:italic;">Authentic Relationships</span> by Wayne and Clay JacobsenJohn Fincherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05458897526460534434noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1960211300672291948.post-18628521910842133022009-07-18T18:42:00.002-04:002009-07-18T18:57:36.421-04:00A Life Focused on OthersIf you have ever shared friendships with others-focused people, you know what a treasure those friends are. They take an interest in you just because they care. Their concern is not tied to their own needs and desires in the relationship. Their care for you demands nothing in return and rejoices just to see you blessed. They open their life like a book and let you read it freely. You don't ever have to guess what they are thinking, because they will come right out and tell you, and they make you feel safe enough so that you don't have to pretend with them. They offer their counsel freely but never demand that you follow it. They give you the freedom to disagree and the flexibility to do things differently from how they would do it without ever compromising their love for you.<br /><br /> Almost without asking they would give you the shirt off their back if they knew you needed it, but they won't always give you everything you want. They look past your faults and celebrate your promise and offer their help to get you there. You may not see them for months or years at a time, but the next time your paths cross, you will feel as though you have never been apart. When they say they will pray for you, you know they will. When you go through your darkest moments, they will stay by your side. They will let their presence comfort you even when the right words escape them. <br /><br /> Such friends find their origin in God's heart.<br /><br />From <span style="font-style:italic;">Authentic Relationships</span> by Wayne and Clay JacobsenJohn Fincherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05458897526460534434noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1960211300672291948.post-45939988296762584082009-07-08T15:40:00.001-04:002009-07-08T15:40:02.744-04:00ISM’S and IST’S<span xmlns=''><p>Gnosticism, Armenianism, Calvinism, Universalism, Trinitarianism….need I go on? Just take off the ISM, add IST, and you have the practitioner of each particular entry.<br /></p><p>You get the point. There are a LOT of ISM'S in the (limitless) world of Christian Theology. I'm convinced most people don't actually know what they mean. They are thrown around by people who have a need to put others into categories – "He believes X-ISM, so he is an X-IST", OR, "He's now in error – he's an (insert your favorite IST-ending word here)". And make no mistake about it – the offending word is probably <em>whispered</em> and the implied brand, heretic, is allowed to hang in the air.<br /></p><p>HE will not be pigeon-holed into an ISM – HE is a person who wants a REAL, LIVE, VIBRANT, PERSONAL relationship with each of us.<br /></p><p>Not one single ISM brings us any closer to knowing Him better.</p></span>John Fincherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05458897526460534434noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1960211300672291948.post-56764555577643557652009-06-17T23:37:00.004-04:002009-06-17T23:46:39.888-04:00Shaking Foundations<span xmlns=''><p>Have you thought about the words Jesus used, "<strong><em>Our Father</em></strong> Who art in Heaven"?<br /></p><p>Take a moment and ponder the magnitude of those two simple words - Our Father...Do you see it?<br /></p><p> WE take them for granted. But, put yourselves in the place of the hearers of those words for the first time in history. For centuries they were told to not take the LORD'S Name in vain. They were told of the miracles of YHWH in hushed, reverent tones. HE was the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob. He was inscrutable.<br /></p><p>And then, "Our Father". *SNAP* Religious foundations were shaken to their core. <br /></p><p>For the first time since the Fall, the Creator was...FATHER! Intimate, familial.<br /></p><p> And Jesus didn't say MY Father - He said OUR Father. *CRACK*<br /></p><p>These two simple words forever changed how we could think about God, how we could perceive Him...how we could KNOW Him.<br /></p><p>He indeed IS knowable and desires an intimate relationship with His children. He is, after all, OUR FATHER.</p></span>John Fincherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05458897526460534434noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1960211300672291948.post-20532987749727768902009-06-12T23:34:00.003-04:002009-06-12T23:49:31.394-04:00Jehovah's WitnessHad some JW's visit our house yesterday. Of course I hid from them and acted like I wasn't home - I know, I'm a coward. Just didn't feel like debating them in my doorway.<br /><br />They left a tract in our door. Unlike them, I can read literature from places I might not agree with and not become "tainted" (?) by it. <br /><br />Anyway, while reading through it, I realized that they were using as their basis for a particular doctrine the book of Ecclesiastes. And I just wonder if we should use that book in formulating a deep truth - especially the conclusion they were drawing from it? I don't know. Also, they drew from Psalms. If we are going to proof-text, I'm sure we can find anything that will fit our particular view. However, doesn't it depend on the context?<br /><br />What if the Psalmist was just making a rhetorical point? Again, I don't know. But the argument they were making just seemed specious and reaching to me.John Fincherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05458897526460534434noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1960211300672291948.post-53942160583424750002009-06-12T23:28:00.002-04:002009-06-12T23:30:30.833-04:00Latest Church Sign"Righteousness is Right - Try it!"<br /><br />How about "Christ is Your Righteousness - Receive it!"John Fincherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05458897526460534434noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1960211300672291948.post-63643011124999172012009-06-09T08:03:00.004-04:002009-06-10T08:19:39.019-04:00The Season's of Our LifeI was FB chatting with a friend this morning about my experience when I went to a Sunday night service at my mother's IB church recently.<br /><br />THAT season of my life is over. That is, for me, I no longer see that as something I would ever see as an obligation or even having any value - again, FOR ME. It has been honed to a sleek "service" that you could predict at almost any church in the country. <br /><br />And I wonder, how much true Life is there? Oh,there are a lot of smiles and good music, but is there really anything under the surface? I asked this exact question recently to someone who still goes there - if he were to openly question a deeply held Baptist distinctive, how long does he think it would take for people to start to pull away from him?<br /><br />I think he would be shocked how shallow and conditional those relationships really are - I've seen it for myself. Start asking HONEST questions, and people become really uncomfortable, and people don't LIKE discomfort, so they just avoid it...and you.<br /><br />Like I've said before, I couldn't have begun this journey if I had remained at my church. I am thankful for God's leading in my life.John Fincherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05458897526460534434noreply@blogger.com2