Echoes From the Campfire

Not for an instance did the rider relax his vigilance as he descended.”
                         –William MacLeod Raine  (The Sheriff’s Son)

       “Keep your heart with all diligence, For out of it spring the issues of life.”
                         –Proverbs 4:23(NKJV)
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My mercy, don’t the words of Solomon cause us to stop and think, then act?  Look at Ecclesiastes 5:1.

               “Walk prudently when you go to the house of God; and draw near to hear rather than to give the sacrifice of fools, for they do not know that they do evil.” (NKJV)

Literally, “guard your feet,” or “guard your steps,” then be careful not to give the sacrifice, literally the “worship” of fools.  We are to remember that sacrifices are not substitutes for obedience – neither is hyper pseudo-worship.  That is worship on Sunday but give little regard to God the rest of the week.  We are to walk before the Lord with caution, therefore, we need to watch our steps.  The writer of the Hebrews says, “It is a fearful thing to fall into the hands of the living God.” (10:31, NKJV).  In other words have proper reverence.
       There is much giddiness and half-heartedness in our worship in the house of God.  Charles Swindoll wrote, “Fools are characterized by mental thickness.  They hear words and turn them off.”  We are not to be that way; that’s why we need to consider that the whole service of a Sunday is one of worship.  Oh there may be different modes, but it should all be worship–directed toward the Lord.  In the service we should be ready to hear truth and it should be presented.  That truth should be brought into our lives and if need be our lives should change.  It is important that we let God be God, not only in the service, but in our lives.  To often we let other things take away our focus.
       Derek Kidner said that worship can become “verbal doodling.”  Verse 2 of this chapter states, “Do not be rash with your mouth, and let not your heart utter anything hastily before God.  For God is in heaven, and you on earth; therefore let your words be few.” (NKJV)  Listen to your words when you pray or praise.  Are you redundant in your phrases?  Do you think before you speak?  Do we use the name “Lord” the same way young people use the word “like”?  Over and over without any meaning, just to fill in space where we do not know what to say.  Charles Wesley implores us to calm ourselves–become “lost in wonder, love, and praise.”  Also hearken to the words of John Bunyan, “In prayer it is better to have a heart without words, than words without a heart.”
       We hop and we skip.  We lift our hands and utter words, but are they words without meaning?  What about obedience following the service?  Do we dare go to a service and offer the sacrifice of praise then walk a different walk throughout the week?  Go back and read Hebrews 10:31.  We serve the Almighty, and obedience is better than sacrifice.  One of the great sins of Israel was to offer vain sacrifices; vain in the way the Lord would accept them for they were not accompanied with obedience.  Proverbs 29:20 says, “Do you see a man hasty in his words?  There is more hope for a fool than for him.” (NKJV)  
       God looks at your heart when you pray, when you praise, when you enter His presence in church and throughout the week.  We should take seriously the fact that we are the temple of the Holy Spirit so where we go, God goes.  Are we mindful of that?  The truth of the Bible liberates the soul.  “It not only reveals a stand, but will set you free to keep it.” (John White)  We gripe over our lives, over the lot that God handed us.  Instead, why don’t we listen!!  Try this for a week:  inventory your life at the end of each day.  Check to see if you were in obedience to the Word of God.  See if the things you were doing were bringing you closer to Him or not.  Look at the places in which you found yourself–work, school, entertainment, recreation, etc.–and are you praising God through your life in these activities.  Again, I say, heed the words of Solomon, “guard your steps.”

 

Echoes From the Campfire

Let the anger fill you and overpower your fear, but don’t let it overwhelm your common sense.”

                         –C.J. Petit  (Marsh’s Valley)

       “Who is this that darkens counsel by words without knowledge?”
                         –Job 38:2 (NASB)
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               “How much more do I need to say? It would take too long to recount the stories of the faith of … Samson….  By faith these people overthrew kingdoms, ruled with justice, and received what God had promised them.”
                           –Hebrews 11:32-33 (NLT)

Let’s take some time this morning to look again at Samson.  First, we must look at the times in which he lived and the circumstances of his birth.  We already know that Israel had become complacent and was satisfied to be subservient to the Philistines, especially the tribe of Dan.  They were beginning to lose their identity.
       Samson’ mother was barren, at that time considered a curse, and of old age, then one day “the angel of the Lord” appeared to her.  Whenever “the angel” is mentioned most theologians believe it was the preincarnate Christ; it is different from “an angel”.  So God comes down from heaven to meet especially with the wife of Manoah and give her the news that she will give birth to a son.  It is interesting that we do not know the name of this woman, she is just Manoah’s wife.  Think back to Abraham and Sarah.   Sarah was of old age when the three men appeared before Abraham, one had to have been the preincarnate Christ.  He told them what was to take place, that Sarah in her old age was to have a child.
       Manoah asked the “angel” to give them instructions on how to raise the child.  He did not give an answer; it was not needed for instructions had already been given.  There is a good lesson for us.  Often when we pray we seem to not have prayers answered, but it is because God has already answered us through His Word.  The only additional instructions was that Samson was to be a Nazarite from his birth.  In fact, his mother was instructed that she should follow the same instructions while she was pregnant.  This was strongly emphasized, “let her observe all that I commanded.” (Judges 13:14, NASB)
       Samson was to be a Nazarite from birth.  Most, when taking the vow, do so for only a period of time; it was for a set period of time determined by the person who made the vow–but Samson was to be different.  Numbers, chapter 6 tells us the basis of the Nazarite vow.  Gary Inrig gives us a simplified view:
               1.  It was voluntary–an act of personal commitment, motivated by love and faith.
               2.  It was purposeful–it was for separation.  The purpose of the vow was for a man to cut himself off from other things so that he could devote himself in a special act of consecration to the Lord.
               3.  The Nazarite vow was symbolic.  a) They were to abstain from the fruit of the vine and strong drink.  These things were signs of luxurious living, with the vow they were to live a simple life.  b) They were  not to cut their hair.  This was a public sign of the vow.  c) He was to avoid contact with a corpse.  This was the sign of the preeminence of God in his life.  Contact with death made a person unfit for the tabernacle; by avoiding the dead a person maintained his eligibility for public worship and constant fellowship with God.
       When you read Numbers 6, one term stands out–“separation.”  The vow indicated separation!  So much could be said about that in regard to our life before the Lord, but space and time do not permit today.
       I want to touch on one other point.  Manoah asked the “angel” what His name was. (Judge 13:17)  “But the angel of the LORD said to him, ‘Why do you ask my name, seeing it is wonderful?'” (vs 19)  This term “wonderful” means “incomprehensible.”  It brings to mind Isaiah 9:6, “…And His name will be called Wonderful…” (NASB)  Also Revelation 19:12, “…He has a name written on Him which no one knows except Himself.” (NASB)
       Such is the background of this man Samson.  A man to be a deliverer and a judge.  A man called to be separate and called out from among the people.  A man who would act on behalf of the Lord.  Samson a man of unusual birth, and he will be a man of an unusual life.

 

The Saga of Miles Forrest

Let’s go back once more to those thrilling days of yesteryear.  Miles Forrest is with Molly in the Colorado mining town of Central City awaiting the arrival of President Chester A. Arthur.
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       “Molly I hate to leave you alone and I don’t want you wanderin’ this place all by your lonesome.  Would you mind staying at the boardin’ house while I meander through town?  I need to do some snoopin’ before the President’s entourage arrives tomorrow.”
       She smirked at me, “Only on one condition.”  I pulled slightly back wondering what she was going to say.  “That you’ll take me shopping either here or in Denver before we head for home.”
       I smiled, replying, “I can surely do that.” 
       That brightened her face, but then it quickly turned sullen.  “What’s wrong?  I thought that would make you happy.”
       Heaving a deep sigh, “It’s not that Miles, but but you always get into trouble.  Take those three men, they could have killed you.”
       I tried to shrug off her remark.  “Molly, it would take more than three like that to put me down.”  
       She stared at me for long seconds.  “Just the same, you be careful!”
       We were both puffing when we finally made it up the hill to Ma Jones’ boarding house.  She happened to be sitting on the porch watching us with a grin.  “That’s quite a walk, but turn around and look.  From here you can see most of the city.  I enjoy sitting out here early in the morning to watch it wake up.  Though it really don’t sleep much.  Those saloons and other dives stay open most of the night with the miners coming and going.  The shifts at the larger mines get over around midnight so those men head straight to those hideous places.  Wish we could get a law passed outlawing those types of places.”
       Molly was nodding at her.  “For sure it would help the homes.”
       I gave her a peck on the cheek, then headed on down the stairs toward the town below.  I heard Ma Jones telling Molly to follow her inside and she would make them some tea.
       Ma Jones was right about one thing–evil begets evil.  Drunkenness can lead to poverty and abuse in the home.  It can also lead to crime.  A drunk man walking the dark street is prey for other forms of evil lurking in the shadows of the alleyways.  Most of the time it is just a knock on the head and the person’s pockets are pilfered, but many times its a knife in the back and a throat slashed.  Gold is bright and shiny, but it causes man to do dark and evil deeds.
       I went back to the Silver Slipper to just stand around and listen to the gossip.  I didn’t care much for those places, especially the more seedy ones.  They smelled of beer, liquor, urine, and vomit.  For the life of me, I don’t understand what gets into a man who wants to mess up his mind and perhaps his life with that devil’s brew.
       I spent the next several hours going from one place to another.  I could gather that there was some excitement from the better citizens of the town over the President coming.  Most of the common workers didn’t care one way or another.  In fact, contrary to the truth of the matter, the President was a good target for their misfortunes.  It was not their poor choices in life, but the President caused their condition.
      Always an excuse.  I had heard most of them from the many years of bringing criminals to justice.  “Not my fault,” I had heard that over and over.  Who pulled the trigger, Willy Winkle?  Guess they will always make excuses.  Pull them out of the gutter, throw them in a cell to dry out for the night, but what of the money they spent that should have gone to their wife for food?
       I happened to be standing in front of the stage station when I noticed a man, who looked like a clerk, running toward the Teller House holding a piece of paper.  He rushed through the doors.  I thought it best that I follow what seemed to be something urgent.  As I entered I heard…