“Concepts create idols, only wonder grasps anything.” – Gregory of Nyssa

Archive for April, 2007

Life, Memories, and God’s Continual Presence

Today is the thirteenth anniversary of the car crash that killed my mother and left me a quadriplegic. In spit of all tragedy, I still give thanks to the love and guidance that Jesus gives me every day. He continues to make cripples walk!!! Thank You JESUS!!!


Greatness is in Serving

Well, back on March 4th, 2007 I had the opportunity to speak here at Oak Park Church. I really appreciated the chance to preach as I had not been able to do so for a while. Even more appreciated was Steve McMillan’s input on ways to which I can construct and build on my abilities to speak!

I would not say that this was my best time preaching as it was the first time I tried to construct a sermon around this format. However, I really enjoyed the freedom and creativity this format gave me to share, articulate, and apply in preaching to the congregation. I look forward to practicing it in the future!


Living in the Characterization of Gallantry

Have you ever seen the Movie ‘The Count of Monte Cristo’? When I was a boy I loved this story of Edmond Dantes and the adventures of ‘The Count of Monte Christo’ and in honesty at times I couldn’t help but imagine myself as this gallant character; this unbelievable man who after being falsely imprisoned escapes from his cell to find great riches and to use it to pursue justice in the world.

The more I think of the details of his story the more I begin to see the close connection it has to the story of resurrection and the new life that Jesus breaths into the hearts of those who follow him. Thomas Cahill once said, “In all the tragic dramas of antiquity, whether lived or staged, we detected the same pattern: the hero, be he Alexander or Oedipus, reaches his pinnacle only to be cut down. Only in the drama of Jesus does the opposite pattern hold: the hero is cut down only to be raised up.”

That’s never the end of the story however. Jesus was raised so that he could also raise up the lives of his followers, you and me! But, we are so beaten down by the false realities of death and the shadows of our inabilities to measure up that we can do little more then count the bricks on our cell walls and give names to the images we trace on to them. So that like Dantes, when he is confronted by the realities of life outside of the Chateau D’If, we are filled with thoughts of fear when Jesus begins to breath new life into our hearts.

The key is not to be destracted by the pains of new sight, new light which is directly brought into us rather then casting shadows on the wall. As Martyn Lloyd Jones says, “The Divine Instructor has taken us under his wing and he is putting us through our exercises so that hands which hang down can be lifted up, and feet are straightened out, and a lame man is helped to walk. The Instructor is saying such things as, ‘Now keep moving, don’t let yourself get stiff, keep the joints moving, keep them as supple as you can.’”


The On Going Processes of Resurrection

Luke 24:1-12 (ESV)

“But on the first day of the week, at early dawn, they went to the tomb, taking the spices they had prepared. And they found the stone rolled away from the tomb, but when they went in they did not find the body of the Lord Jesus. While they were perplexed about this, behold, two men stood by them in dazzling apparel. And as they were frightened and bowed their faces to the ground, the men said to them, ‘Why do you seek the living among the dead? He is not here, but has risen. Remember how he told you, while he was still in Galilee, that the Son of Man must be delivered into the hands of sinful men and be crucified and on the third day rise.’ And they remembered his words, and returning from the tomb they told all these things to the eleven and to all the rest. Now it was Mary Magdalene and Joanna and Mary the mother of James and the other women with them who told these things to the apostles, but these words seemed to them an idle tale, and they did not believe them. But Peter rose and ran to the tomb; stooping and looking in, he saw the linen cloths by themselves; and he went home marveling at what had happened.”

This past weekend I have felt particularly reminded of the power and awe struck wonder we experience when we stop and consider Christ’s resurrection Easter Sunday morning. As a youth I can remember the guilt and burden I felt in contemplating the agonizing death Jesus would of experienced on the cross but, now I feel so relieved, filled with amazement, and inspired with hope at the great event where not even death itself could stop the good news and life of Jesus Christ!

That Sunday for Peter and the other followers must have been so mind blowing and empowering. Fear of any kind would of ceased and no earthly threat whether Roman centurion, Emperor, or otherwise would have seemed at all validated. Peter must have experienced a freedom that seemed endless.

At the same time the freedom that resurrection brings seems to be an on going process. The gospel of Christ’s life, death, and resurrection continues to be shared with greater numbers and new followers of “The Way” from the first century to today. Resurrectional Freedom became a wild fire of liberation to the people of the world if they only would choose to see and believe it. The gates of the prison were flung wide open but now the prisoners had to choose to walk out.

That story is one that I think needs to be told more and more often then ever today. We need to share our stories and pray for a resurrectional Spirit that will cover us and those around us where ever we are. I myself feel drawn to see the power of resurrection in my own life. I grow tired of living in the fear, guilt, and false images of imprisonment that are written on the walls around me. I am starving for the clear air and open spaces that lay beyond the open gates of my cell and I am sick of listening to my accuser and imprisoner tell me of the charges of my past and falsely lie about my inabilities to be anything but that.

In truth, embracing the on going process of resurrection itself is a scary proposition. I have been so complacent to the images on my cell wall that I have no idea what lies beyond them in open space. Instead, what I now realize is that God did not promise life without fear;he promised life in the fullest at the exclusion of any death, all of which was under not our own control but his. Resurrection brings new life which we would not have expected and adds a freshness and excitement which leaves us constantly craving for our next moment, our next encounter with God and others, our next epiphany!

I suppose that is where I am today after the Easter weekend. Like Peter, I am tired of stooping and looking into the tomb, dumbfounded, and stumbling around trying to find a body. It is time I go home and out into the world sharing and marveling at the wonder of Christ’s on going resurrectional processes in my life.

Do you find yourself spending more time staring at the “images on the walls of your cell” then choosing to walk outside in the freedom that Christ offers? Why?

How has the Spirit of resurrection influenced or impacted you so that you can experience the freedom of Christ in your life?


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