The wrong question

“Rabbi,” his disciples asked him, “why was this man born blind? Was it because of his own sins or his parents’ sins?” (John 9:2 NLT)

In the ninth chapter of John’s Gospel we find Jesus doing one of the things He does best. Healing. He heals blindness—two kinds of blindness. First and obvious, is the sight he gives to a blind man. But perhaps an even greater miracle happens as he exposes and begins to heal the blinding darkness of stigma woven by the man’s family and community.  In that day, illnesses were often attributed to sin. So the question the disciples asked of Jesus was not, “How did this happen?” because they had already figured that out. They knew the cause was sin. They just wanted Jesus to help them ascribe blame to the right party. Their question was, “Who sinned?”

 

But Christ would have none of it. “You are asking the wrong question,” he responded. He knew the question stemmed from wrong assumptions—presumptions that were based on ignorance and stigma.

 

In our day we often still ask the wrong questions about how some people find themselves in the situations they are in. How easy it is, for example, to look at those struggling with addictions, homelessness, mental illnesses, and make assumptions of why they are the way they are or how they got into the state they are in. Like the disciples, our assumptions are often based on ignorance or, worse, arrogance.

Perhaps the right question is revealed in Christ's reply to the wrong question: “It was not because of his sins or his parents’ sins,” Jesus answered. “This happened so the power of God could be seen in him." (John 9:3 NLT). Maybe what we should be asking is, "Do I see the power of God in this person?" If not, perhaps I am the one who is blind.

The power of invitation

My heart has heard you say, "Come and talk with me." And my heart responds, "LORD, I am coming." Psalm 27:8

"Come."  It may be the most overlooked yet powerful word in the English language. It speaks of being included. Of belonging. It comforts us in our deepest area of need to say we are noticed. We matter. We are wanted.

Throughout the Scriptures God issues His invitations to us. 

To us who are longing.

"Come, all you who are thirsty, come to the waters; and you who have no money, come, buy and eat! Come, buy wine and milk without money and without cost." Isaiah 55:11 (NIV)

To us who are weary.

[Jesus speaking] “Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you’ll recover your life. I’ll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won’t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with me and you’ll learn to live freely and lightly.” Matthew 11:28-30 (MSG)

To us who are aimless. 

Jesus called out to them, “Come, follow me, and I will show you how to fish for people!” And they left their nets at once and followed him.  Matthew 4:19-20 (NLT)

To us who are soiled.

"Come now, and let us reason together," Says the LORD, "Though your sins are as scarlet, They will be as white as snow; Though they are red like crimson, They will be like wool.”  Isaiah 1:18 (NASB)

To us who are willing.

And He said, "Come!" And Peter got out of the boat, and walked on the water and came toward Jesus.  Matthew 14:29 (NASB) 

To you. To me. To us.  

"LORD, I am coming."

The Power of Invitation - Part Two

Go and Speak Likewise

Let no unwholesome word proceed from your mouth, but only such a word as is good for edification, according to the need of the moment, so that it will give grace to those who hear. Ephesians 4:29 (NASB)

I think it is safe to believe that what God expects of us He expects of Himself. When He tells us to love our enemies, we can be sure He loves His. When He says to let our  "Yes be Yes" and our "No be No," we can be sure His are. So when He tells us what kind of words should come out of our mouths, we can listen for those to come out of His as well. What, then, might we hear?

First, they will be words that edify (build-up, encourage, impart hope, assure). When God speaks we are strengthened, lightened and empowered. So, when we hear in our heads/hearts, or through the mouths of others, words that tear down, discourage, burden, confuse, we can be sure those are not the words of God. We don't have to listen to them or absorb them or trust in them.

Second, God's words to us will be timely, addressing the current situation, today's questions, now-prayers. He is ever-present, giving daily bread and help at the time of need.

And, God's words will impress grace, filling us with both the peace and the power to be assured of His love, goodness, and presence.

Because that's how God speaks, in Ephesians 4:29 we are reminded to go and speak likewise.

In my own words

Over the years, one way I have learned to 'let the word of Christ dwell richly within' me is to rework passages of Scripture in my own words -- taking the thoughts expressed by the writer and re-expressing them in ways that are in keeping with my personality, my needs, my current realities, my growing knowledge of God. Below is a recent example. See also:  Eighty-nine nine and My Psalm 144:12-14; 

Psalm 143

1-2:  God, I am begging you to hear me and answer me. I know you will answer because of who you are are—faithful, good, mighty, right.  I have nothing to bargain with, nothing to offer. So I know your answer will not come as a reward or a payment for services rendered.

3-4: I feel like I have been attacked—ambushed, knocked down, assaulted. I can't see where this is coming from, or the way out. And I am losing all sense of feeling. Like a dead person, I am lifeless and dumb. Fear and hopelessness have rendered me helpless and impotent. I have no strength or wisdom to get out of this.

5-6: But I do remember other times when this happened before. And I recall what you did then. How mighty and kind and gracious you were. That memory gives me the courage to pray now, though weak and needy.

7:  I need you to act quickly. I don't think I can hold on much longer. I am so tired and overwhelmed. If you don't act right away, I just can't go on.

8-9:  At the beginning of each day, every day, today,  speak words of comfort and love and hope, O, Lord. I will look to you for that, and believe you will do it. And, as your words of love give me strength to press on, please show me what to do, where to go, how to act. Each day. Every day. Today. I surrender. Not to that which seeks to conquer me, but to you. I look to you.  Pull me out of my vulnerability, out of the open range where I am an easy-shot. Hide me where none can find me or hurt me. Hide me in you.

10:  And there, help me learn all I should from this experience  Teach me how to think, act and feel like the One in whose image I am made. And when I am restored, release to me the One who will guide me into all truth, that I may walk where I should without slipping or falling or going astray.

11: As I declared at the beginning, I am not asking you to do this as a reward or honor—for I have nothing due to me. I ask you to do this to show off your own kindness and faithfulness, for the honor of your own name. Don't let me die here. Now. Get me out of here, please.

12: As a part of your goodness; don't just save me. Also destroy them. All of them. Those that want to conquer me. So that they don't keep beating me down and keep me from serving you.

Start here

But the Lord answered and said to her, “Martha, Martha, you are worried and bothered about so many things; but only one thing is necessary, for Mary has chosen the good part, which shall not be taken away from her.”                    Luke 10:41,42

I have a dual personality, it seems. I have a Mary-heart, and a Martha-mind. My heart longs to just be with Jesus, while my mind is hurriedly making lists and plans and agendas and schedules. 

My Mary-heart sits quietly, intent on only one thing, like an empty jar waiting be filled with the fullness of the Master. While my Martha-mind blows in, with a notepad full of items to discuss, questions to ask, suggestions to offer. So many things. 

Just as Jesus calmed the storm upon the sea, so he speaks peace to the swirl of my Martha-mind. Like a map to a hidden treasure, he says, "start here." Start with the one thing. "Seek first the kingdom of God and his righteousness..." then the rest will be cared for. (Matthew 6:33). 

Silent Saturday

"But by the time they were finished, the Sabbath had begun, so they rested as required by the law." (Luke 23:56b)

It is the day slid between Good Friday and Easter Sunday. Not much is said in the Scriptures about the time between the filling of the tomb and its emptying.

Perhaps that is because, unlike us who wait with anticipation the arrival of Easter morning, no one was expecting anything. The disciples assumed it was all over and were beginning the horrid task of re-grouping when you haven't a clue when or where or how to start over. How do you enter that space when the anticipated future evaporates in your viewing? When all that is left is the grim reality that dreams are just dreams, and hopes are deceptive bedfellows?

The women, it seems, were disrupted mid-stream in planning for the burial. They found the tomb, and prepared the spices. But as an unwelcomed interloper, the Sabbath came with its unrelenting rules. And so, "on the Sabbath day they rested, according to the commandment." The rest of the work would need to wait until after the rest from the work.

However, during the quiet, in the unseen places, there was no rest. The entire trajectory of all mankind was being recalculated. A new course was being set. In the silence of Saturday,  in the rest of the Sabbath, the deepest work was being done. An explosion to rip apart the bulwark-veil that separates the mortal from the immortal was being prepared. Death-conquering work was underway.

While the disciples huddled in fear and grief wondering what to do next; while the women rested in sorrow, waiting to complete their tender oblations, their God was busy loading His majestic glory into the chamber.

Cross-cultural

And again He said, “To what shall I compare the kingdom of God?"  Luke 13:20

I have lived in another country. When I moved I had to learn the rules and the ways of life there. They did things differently than we did in my country. They drove on the other side of the road, shook hands with everyone when they entered the room, and negotiated the price of every purchase. Their 'rules' were not the same as the rules I had always known.

Before I moved to that other place, and after I first arrived in the new land, I was taught how things are done there. I had to be shown the way things worked there. And even after living there for several years I kept learning that there was much I didn't yet understand.

The new ways in my new home didn't come to me naturally, and sometimes seemed very strange. But I would remind myself that this is how they do things here. What I used to do in my old country won't work here. My old approaches are out of place, or just plain wrong.

It seems to me that much of Jesus' teaching, and nearly all of Paul's writings, are trying to help us see that when we came to believe in Christ, we left our old country and now we live in a new country -- or in Bible words, in a new Kingdom. Jesus tells his disciples and the crowds what this new Kingdom is like. He tells us that in this Kingdom not only are children welcome, only those child-like in faith are allowed. He describes that the poor inherit this Kingdom while the rich have a very, very difficult time getting in. He warns us that in this Kingdom the last is first and the least is great.

Paul reminds us that in this new Kingdom we should put away our old currency, it won't buy you anything here. He says that in our old country we used to dress a certain way. But that's not appropriate attire here.

And in all their teachings, Jesus and his followers try to help us learn the new language of this new Kingdom. It includes unfamiliar concepts like, grace, forbearance, atonement -- as well as new meanings for words we did have in our old language -- words like, love, peace, forever.

As we learn our way our new country we begin to feel like we belong. Not because we do things right or have mastered the language, but because we are home.

Claims

With God’s help we will do mighty things,

    for he will trample down our foes. Psalms 108:13 (NLT)

In your strength I can crush an army;

    with my God I can scale any wall.  Psalms 18:29 (NLT)

When I read these verses I think of a toddler on his daddy's shoulders, shouting down to mommy, and claiming, "Look, I touched the ceiling!"  And daddy winks with a delighted grin.

Lost

For the Son of Man came to seek and save those who are lost.    Luke 19:10 (NLT) and Luke 15

In the parables that Jesus tells about lostness, he talks about sheep, coins, and sons.

The sheep lost its way.

The son lost his bearings.

But the coin just gets lost.

Some of people are separated not because of inattention, rebellion or ambition.
Sometimes they just get overlooked by others. But never by God.

Hopeless Hills

Jesus responded, “Didn’t I tell you that you would see God’s glory if you believe?”  So they rolled the stone aside.   John 11:40-41a (NLT)

It is a grave in the side of a hill. The stone is large and heavy. Surely not to keep the dead in, but to keep the living out.  The grave cries out, "Over. Gone. Ended. Done."  On the inside is death and eternity. On the outside is fear and sorrow.  

But in the midst of this hopelessness, Jesus - the resurrection and the life - comes in, and Lazarus - the dead man - comes out. 

Behind the stone, in the solitude and sanctuary of the tomb, God was at work. In a place no one could see. In a way no one imagined. He brought life to the dead.

There are tombs in my heart. Places where I have buried my hopeless things and sealed them with hard and heavy stones. Habits I can't change. Relationships I've given up on. Plans I've abandoned. Outside of their graves I grieve their loss and quietly respect their finality. 

However, in the cemetery of these graves, could it be that there are some buried places where God is still at work? That behind the stone doors, where no one can see, he is breathing life into dead things? Am I watching in case Jesus comes to stand by one of my hopeless hills?  At his bidding, am I willing to move the stone? Do I have the faith that is able see God's glory there?