Echoes From the Campfire

Nations do not ask the truth. They want only excuses.”

                    –Emerson Hough  (54-40 or Fight!)

       “Hear me, O LORD, hear me, that this people may know that You are the LORD God, and that You have turned their hearts back to You again.”
                    –1 Kings 18:37 (NKJV)
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       Barton Bouchier, the 19th-century theological writer, said, “There are many precious texts of Scripture that we will carry to heaven with us and will form the theme of our song.  But if there is one text that must break forth from every redeemed one as he enters heaven, it is the first verse of this psalm.”  The Psalm is 115.

          1 — Not unto us, O LORD, not unto us, but to Your name give glory, because of Your mercy, because of Your truth.
          2 — Why should the Gentiles say, “So where is their God?”
          3 — But our God is in heaven; He does whatever He pleases.
          4 — Their idols are silver and gold, the work of men’s hands.
          5 — They have mouths, but they do not speak; eyes they have, but they do not see;
          6 — They have ears, but they do not hear; noses they have, but they do not smell;
          7 — They have hands, but they do not handle; feet they have, but they do not walk; nor do they mutter through their throat.
          8 — Those who make them are like them; so is everyone who trusts in them.  (NKJV)

       Psalm 115, is a testimony to the world’s ignorance of God. (Lawson)  The answer is clear; it is the Lord alone who is God.  The Bible from the very beginning does not try to prove God; it simply states, “In the beginning, God…” (Genesis 1:1)  God is, and that settles it.   There is only one God, the true God–He is the God revealed in creation, history and the Bible, and He is sovereign over all.
       In these verses we see a contrast of the one, true God and those devised by the imaginations of man.  It is almost comical what man throughout history has tried to devise as God.  It continues on today, perhaps not as many silver and gold idols, but the main idol today is man himself.  Verse 8 sums that up, the people who devise gods are like them.  They cannot answer the world’s problems, they have no answer to their own problems.  Neither did the gods of the day in which this psalm was written.
       What is your answer when things do not seem to be going your way?  When God does not seem to be answering your prayers and He is allowing you to suffer?  This is what was happening to Israel, others were mocking God.  The answer is clear if we take time to look for it.  Steven Lawson writes, “Life does not revolve around man but around God.”  Fact–Amen, so be it.  We get ourselves in a dilemma when we begin to think or imagine that life should revolve around us.  “The Psalmist turns the argument of his enemies against them saying, in effect, ‘So you want me to serve visible gods?  Well, why don’t you take a closer look?  My God, who is unseen, is alive.  Your gods, which you can see, are dead!'” (George O. Wood)
       Verse 3 shows the definite attribute of the sovereignty of God.  People who are ignorant of Him, or who do not believe in Him abhor this attribute as do even some Christians.  God does whatever He pleases.  He does what He wants with what is His.  His sovereignty is unequaled, unrivaled, and unopposed.  “No so-called god or idol-worshipping nation can oppose Him.” (Lawson)  Whatever man makes, idols whether by his hands or in his mind, is powerless when compared to God.  I recall the challenge of Elijah to the prophets of Baal.  Who is God?  Those gods had no power to act–and as the foolish gods today made by man they are utterly worthless.  Their senses are useless, they cannot even reach out to do anything.  Oh, man, the self-proclaimed god, tries, but in the end he fails.  Those that worship these false gods are just like them–dead.

               “Not I, but Christ be honored, loved, exalted;
               Not I, but Christ be seen, be known, be heard;
               Not I, but Christ, in every look and action;
               Not I, but Christ, in every thought and word.”
                         –A.B. Simpson

Coffee Percs

The coffee was good and strong this morning—I made it.”

                      –D.C. Adkisson  (Redemption)
 
Come on in, Pard, and delight yurself in some of this hot joy-juice that’s a-brewin’.  Hot and strong…I made it.  Yuh can use the pump if’n yuh need to dilute it, but come on, man-up.  Ahh, that delectable taste and purtiful aroma…just the thing to get a body goin’ on a Saturday mornin’.  Plenty of doin’s today.
     What’s that?  “Windy”  Yuh say I was too windy yesterday?  Part, yuh have to understand that sometimes a body can’t get all that needs sayin’ down on one page.  Sometimes it take a bit more.  What?  I need to conserve trees?  Pard, yur tryin’ to pull my leg.  I don’t use enough paper to ruin a forest.  I do my best to keep the Echo down to one page, but sometimes there are things that need to be said.  I know, I know, ol’ Dresselhaus has a better way with words than I do an’ he can get his said shorter, but sometimes a feller has to lengthen his thoughts.  Yuh didn’t like it?  It could have been worse–it could have audio an’ yuh could have heard this ol’ fence post a-singin’ Never Alone.  That’d be worse than usin’ more paper for shore ‘nough it’d right start a stampede.
      I see yuh smilin’, the coffee suit yuh this mornin’?  Say, while I’m a-talkin’ I want to tell yuh something.  Listen, an’ listen tight.  This ain’t the same ol’ range.  This hyar deconstructionism, or postmodernism is sure done terrible things to society.  It don’t matter much where yuh go yuh can see the results.  Dress as yuh please, instead of dress for the occasion or to be moderate, or to be pleasin’ to the heavenly Father and those around yuh.  It don’t matter, yuh say?  Bah!  Dress might not make the man, but it shore ‘nough does show his attitude.  It isn’t deconstruction, it’s plan ol’ sloppiness.  I remember the ol’ sayin’ “dull knife, dull boy.”  Dress like a slob, yuh just might be one on the outside, but even worser on the in.  Pard, stay sharp, keep yur gun oiled an’ ready.  Polish yur boots for Sunday meetin’, and if’n the occasion calls for Sunday best, don’t be wearin’ flip flops, shorts, and a jersey to be showin’ yur hairy armpits.  After all, Pard, who wants to be seein’ yur mangy toes with those curled up nails from wearin’ those tight boots?
      Yuh, see I said that with a smile, not to downplay the truth of it.  Oh, say, if’n yur ’round Coldspring this evenin’ stop by Calvary Baptist Church.  They’re havin’ a chili cookoff.  Yep, I’m a-makin’ some chili, though not my regular recipe.  I’m makin’ chili from a recipe by the ol’ bard–Gene Autry.  Yep, it has a little different flavor.  Nope, I don’t put my ol’ boot in it, nor let Aloysius swim through it, but there’s somethin different, an’ I say that with a smile.  Come on by if’n yuh get the chance.
      With that bein’ said, if’n yuh swing by, be checkin’ yur cinch before leavin’ home, I want yuh to make it.  The weeks ahead of yuh, the Lord has things to be did, an’ if yur noggin’ is busted because of yur foolishness, why the work might just not get done or someone else will have to be doin’ it for yuh.
                 Vaya con Dios.

 

Echoes From the Campfire

Even during our darkest moments, we are not alone.”

                    –John Deacon  (Final Justice)

      “The LORD is on my side; I will not fear.  What can man do to me?”
                    –Psalm 118:6 (NKJV)
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I thought of this grand old hymn when I wrote yesterday’s Echo.  It is one of my favorites and it goes right along with the thoughts of yesterday.  The composer is unknown and the first known publishing of the hymn was in 1895.  In thinking of the first verse, I remember the incident in my life from which I became terribly afraid of lightning and thunderstorms.  When those storms would come it seemed as if they were going to shake the house apart.  Then I thought of the storms–the lightning bolts and rattling of the devil trying, note that, trying to conquer my soul.  When I came to realize that the Lord was with me in every storm and tempest in life, I no longer feared the lightning and thunder, but instead rather relished the power of God being displayed.

          I’ve seen the lightning flashing, And heard the thunder roll;
          I’ve felt sin’s breakers dashing, Trying to conquer my soul;
          I’ve heard the voice of my Savior, Telling me still to fight on;
          He promised never to leave me, Never to leave me alone.

As we move along this trek of life there are all kinds of obstacles that we must face, go around, or go over.  We weren’t promised an easy way.  In fact, it is because of the obstacles that we grow spiritual muscles.  Not only our spiritual muscles, but trust, faith, and courage grow as well.  Paul reminds us that when we have done all to stand, continue to stand (Ephesians 6:13).  There was a great book out several years back titled, The Winds of War.  That makes a great analogy for the life of the believer.  The winds of adversity come; the temptations are sharp and jagged.  However!  Let me repeat that, however, Christ our Lord is there standing beside us.  When no one else is around, or when no one else seems to care–He is there!

          The world’s fierce winds are blowing Temptations sharp and keen;
          I feel a peace in knowing My Savior stands between;
          He stands to shield me from danger, When earthly friends are gone;
          He promised never to leave me, Never to leave me alone.

The old missionary Charles Greenaway used to say, “we’re going to make it.”  We may not look like much when we cross into the portals of glory.  Scars and wounds may cover the body, fatigue and weariness may have set in, but guess what?  Because of Jesus, we’re going to make it.  Sometimes in the journey of life it is hard to lift one foot to take another step.  The legs are feeble, the arms are tired, the burden is heavy to bear.  Sometimes the briars snatch at our feet, or we get too close to the jumping cholla.  It is then we should hearken to the words of the writer of Hebrews, “Therefore strengthen the hands which hang down, and the feeble knees, and make straight paths for your feet…  I will never leave you nor forsake you.” (Hebrews 12:12-13; 13:5, NKJV)

          When in affliction’s valley I’m treading the road of care,
          My Savior helps me to carry My cross when heavy to bear;
          My feet, entangled with briars Ready to cast me down,
          My Savior whispers His promise, “I never will leave thee alone.”

Oh, the suffering He went through for you and me.  The pain and agony His body and soul felt upon the cross for you and me.  On that cruel tree, He became sin, He felt the presence of His Father leave Him, He was alone, the imps of the pit laughing and mocking Him.  He did that for you and me–to purchase our redemption with His precious blood (1 Peter 1:19)  Now, He is seated on the heavenly throne, waiting for us to come to Him by death, or He will rise to gather us in the air.  Either way He is with us, and while on this journey of life we have the blessed Holy Spirit to guide us, to show us the way to glory.

          He died for me on the mountain, For me they pierced His side;
          For me He opened the fountain, The crimson, cleansing tide;
          For me He’s waiting in glory, Seated upon His throne;
          He promised never to leave me, Never to leave me alone.

Echoes From the Campfire

When a man spends his life alone it seems like he shrivels up inside. We all need somebody.”
                         –Elmer Kelton  (Badger Boy)

       “Look on my right hand and see, for there is no one who acknowledges me; refuge has failed me; no one cares for my soul.”
                         –Psalm 142:4 (NKJV)
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                  “Have you ever been lonely,
                   Have you ever been blue?”
                            –Billy Hill

Perhaps you can relate to the lyrics above of the old country song.  There are many “lonely” people in the world.  I intentionally placed the quotation marks around “lonely” because there can be many kinds of loneliness, and many different circumstances.  There are some who are truly by themselves in the world.  There are others, who even in the midst of a crowd, feel isolated and lonely.
       I was reading last week in John and a particular few words stuck out.  John, chapter five begins with the man at the Pool of Bethesda.  There is much to be said about that place, the mystery of it, the superstition that surrounded it.  It was a blend of Hebrew and Greek folklore and paganism where we find a man lying there who had a condition for thirty-eight years.  Read the story that gives the setting and the question that Jesus asked.  Now, focus on the response by the man.

      “The sick man answered Him, ‘Sir, I have no man to put me into the pool when the water is stirred up; but while I am coming, another steps down before me.'” (John 5:7, NKJV)  The ESV translates it, “no one.”  In other words, the man was alone.  There are many things I don’t understand about the workings of God.  Here Jesus was walking among several who were afflicted, yet there is no mention of anyone else being healed.  His focus was solely upon the man lying there.  
       Charles Swindoll points out the meaning of the name, “Bethesda.”  He mentions that it is a kind of play on words.  Bethesda means, “house of grace” or “house of outpouring”.  Hmmm, “house of grace” — where was the grace surrounding the pool?  Superstition?   The only one to find grace that day was the man to whom Jesus addressed.  The outpouring–not yet, for the Holy Spirit had not yet come.
       But here we see a man, most probably in desperation and despair, seeking to be healed.  Jesus saw his heart.  He saw the faith that was there even though it was misguided.  I am reminded of the lyrics,

               “No one ever cared for me like Jesus;
               There’s no other friend so kind as He.
               No one else could take the sin and darkness from me;
               O how much He cared for me.”
                         –Charles Frederick Weigle

Upon reading some about Weigle, I found that his ministry often took him away from home.  One day when he arrived home he found his wife and daughter gone; they did not want to endure the life in a minister’s family, but wanted to indulge in the world.  He went into deep depression and three years later his wife died.  In his misery he wondered if anyone cared for him…then, ah then, the love of Jesus flooded his soul.
       Perhaps you are in circumstances where you feel all alone.  You are not.  Maybe the world you once knew is crashing down around you and you don’t know what to do.  Jesus is there and He knows.  Perhaps you are estranged from someone in your family.  But you are not estranged from the heavenly Father.  You may be depressed, sickness may have brought you low, there seems to be no cure.  Ah, but Jesus is there–the Great Physician.
       Others may pass you by, maybe even those thought to be religious like the priest and the Levite in the story of the Good Samaritan.  Friends, or those you thought were friends have ignored you in your troubles and needs.  There is one–the loving Jesus–who is singling you out.  He is focusing on you.  Look to Him and you find that there is someone there in your time of need.