Echoes From the Campfire

Nature’s exaggeration of color and loveliness and transparency and vastness, was too great even for the normal gaze of man.”
                    –Zane Grey  (Robbers’ Roost)

       “Yours, O Lord, is the greatness, The power and the glory, The victory and the majesty; For all that is in heaven and in earth is Yours; Yours is the kingdom, O Lord, And You are exalted as head over all.”

                    –1 Chronicles 29:11 (NKJV)
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I like the way Steven Lawson introduces Psalm 104, “It is against this black backdrop of the world’s prevailing darkness that Psalm 104 shines so brightly.”  When the humanists and evolutionists cry out aloud, here is the answer to their arrogance.  Nature amazes me, the handiwork of God is magnificent.  He has created “with stunning genius, precise detail, and brilliant order.” (Lawson)  God did not have to think about what and how to create, He simply spoke it into existence.

          1 — Bless the LORD, O my soul!  O LORD my God, You are very great:  You are clothed with honor and majesty,
          2 — Who cover Yourself with light as with a garment, who stretch out the heavens like a curtain.
          3 — He lays the beams of His upper chambers in the waters, who makes the clouds His chariot, who walks on the wings of the wind,
          4 — Who makes His angels spirits, His ministers a flame of fire.
          5 — You who laid the foundations of the earth, so that it should not be moved forever,
          6 — You covered it with the deep as with a garment; the waters stood above the mountains.
          7 — At Your rebuke they fled; at the voice of Your thunder they hastened away.
          8 — They went up over the mountains; they went down into the valleys, to the place which You founded for them.
          9 — You have set a boundary that they may not pass over, that they may not return to cover the earth.
        10 — He sends the springs into the valleys; they flow among the hills.
        11 — They give drink to every beast of the field; the wild donkeys quench their thirst.
        12 — By them the birds of the heavens have their home; they sing among the branches.  (NKJV)

       Do not take creation for granted.  Keep your focus on the things of the Lord.  The New Living Translation puts verse 1 this way, “Praise the LORD, I tell myself…”  If we are not careful we start to go through this life not recognizing the hand of God in creation.  Look at this Psalm and then try to imagine the majesty of God’s creation.  How can a person actually believe it all just happened?  Poof, there it was in complete working order–the cycles of nature, gravity, all the laws of physics–they all just happened by pure chance.  It takes a fool or a person with extreme faith to believe that.  Read these verses again and wonder in awe of the mighty works of God.
       Take time to contemplate each verse this morning and see the glory of God in it.  If your heart ever becomes dull with life.  If the everyday things of life begin to get you down, or if you seem in constant pain of one sort or another go back–focus on the majesty of God’s creation.  Maybe you have to remind yourself to praise the Lord for His mighty works of creation.  “If He does such wonders in hanging universes and worlds in place–will He not also perform His creative work in living flesh like yours?” (George O. Wood)
       He clothes Himself in a garment of light, but He has also made sure that the whole cosmos is appropriately attired as well.  He cares for the flowers that bloom and knows when the sparrow falls.  He set this mighty universe in motion by His word that His children–humankind–may enjoy it.  And as He clothed the universe He is also preparing a garment for those who believe in Him–the garment of righteousness of Jesus which we will wear at His table in heaven.

               “O tell of his might, O sing of his grace,
               Whose robe in the light, whose canopy space.
               His chariots of wrath the deep thunderclouds form,
               And dark is his path on the wings of the storm.”
                         –Robert Grant

 

Coffee Percs

When he thought the coffee had boiled long enough he used a forked stick to lift the bucket by its bail and set it back from the fire.”

                    –Elmer Kelton  (The Good Old Boys)
 
“Ohh, ohhh, I’m pressin’ on the upward way, New heights I’m gainin’ ev’ry day…”  What’s that, Pard?  I’m causin’ yur vertigo to act up?  My singin’ ain’t that bad.  Oh, it’s the thought of high altitude.  Take a deep swaller of that coffee; it’ll cure yur dizziness.  My mercy, Pard, what’s gonna happen when the Lord rushes yuh up thru the clouds?  No, you won’t have no wings.  Yur sure ‘nough not an angel now, and for goodness sakes we don’t become angels neither either.
       Been a while since I’ve boiled coffee in a pail.  I remember Grandpa used to do that when out fishin’.  Me, well, I was a little more sophisticated; I had a little coffeepot I always carried with me.  Been a time or two I’d get it out of the ol’ steel mount and make coffee on the side of the road.  No, Pard, I didn’t carry a little enamel pan, that was in my book about Elias Butler.  Like I said, I’m one for modern technology.  If’n I’m gonna boil coffee I’ll use a regular pot, and if’n I want to get fancy when I’m out I use a percolator.  
       How’s yur vertigo now?  I thought yuh got it ’cause yuh fell on yur noggin’ too many times.  Yuh best be ready, I know we’re gonna meet the Lord in the sky at the rapture, but I thought I heard the angels wranglin’ up that heavenly herd.  Whoooeeee, won’t that be a sight.  We’ll be ridin’ down from heaven thro’ the skies with the Lord.  Pard, yu’ll forget all about that vertigo, but that don’t mean yuh can mount one of those heavenly horses without first checkin’ yur cinch.  The good Lord ain’t gonna do it for yuh.
       Come on Pard, join me.  Go ‘head take another swaller, “Still prayin’ as I’m onward bound, ‘Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.'”  Compliments to the sage who wrote this fine song that thrills my innards.  Johnson Oatman, Jr., and think Pard, he might be ridin’ right along next to yuh.  Listen while yur guzzlin’ down that coffee.  We’re goin’ upward to glory all the time.  Sometimes the elevation don’t seem like much, just like crossin’ the Divide in northern New Mexico or southern Wyoming.  But then there’s other times like goin’ over those high passes in Colorado.  
       Hold on, Pard, I need to swaller some.  Made me a little nostalgic for a moment.  I used to cry to the Lord to head out to the High Lonesome.  But He said, I had work to do in the valley and on the plains.  I didn’t realize that in reality I was really movin’ upward.  A step, an inch, quarter mile, but always upward.  Yeehaw!  Let’s ride, Pard!  My cinch is tight, “Lord, lead me on to higher ground!”
         Vaya con Dios.

 

Echoes From the Campfire

If you have invested in real love, and you’ve got the Lord, too, then that’s all you need to know pure joy in life. Money ain’t got nothing to do with it.”

                    –Kenneth Pratt  (The Wolves of Windsor Ridge)

       “Then Philip went down to the city of Samaria and preached Christ to them…  And there was great joy in that city.”
                    –Acts 8:5,8 (NKJV)
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Another month gone by, or is it another month started?  Hard to believe that it’s already September.  Goodness, the year is whirling by, summer is almost over and fall will soon be upon us.  On this first day of September, I want to focus on joy.  “If you want joy, real joy, wonderful joy, let Jesus come into your heart.” (Joseph D. Carlson)
       Robert Louis Stevenson said, “A happy man or woman is a better thing to find than a five pound note.  He or she is a radiating focus of good will; and their entrance into a room is as though another candle has been lighted.”  Paul exhorts us to “rejoice in the Lord always…” (Philippians 4:4).  Have you known those with whom it is a delight to be in their presence because of the joy that comes from within their being?  Joy, like doom and gloom, is contagious.  It is an attitude that can spread hope to those around in the midst of trying circumstances.
       Joy (Greek–“chara”) — “delight, gladness of heart; cheerfulness; calmy happy.”  Webster says that joy is an “emotion evoked by well-being, success, or good fortune, or by the prospect of possessing what one desires; a source or cause of delight.”  We must remember that joy, or the lack of it, is associated with life.  H.E. Fosdick writes, “Joy is the tingling sense of being fully alive, and that cannot come to narrow minds, absorbed by selfish concerns.”  Someone else has said, “Happiness was born a twin.”  I will say here that being happy is not the same as being joyful.  Oh, they can coincide, but a person cannot be happy in sorrow, while a person with genuine joy in their heart can “rejoice.”  Happiness normally takes an event or special circumstance whereas joy is a condition of the heart.
       No matter the situation we need to heed the words of Paul and rejoice.  The Prophet said, “Yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will joy in the God of my salvation.” (Habakkuk 3:18)  The early English Pentecostal writer, Donald Gee says that “Such a joy becomes independent of outward circumstances, and even of inward blessings.  It rejoices in a certain and sure possession of the Blesser.”  We have joy in knowing God.  He is our Father, and we can depend upon Him throughout this journey called life–that should bring joy to our souls.
       We have the joy of salvation–of sins forgiven.  There is a sense of relief from the intolerable burden of sin.  We can exhale a joyous sigh because our sins are gone.  We can be joyful of a spiritual hunger that is now satisfied.  I’ve had a craving for steak, and on Wednesday night I prepared steak for Annie and me for supper.  I was happy looking at the steak, I was enjoying the aroma as I fried it, but when I consumed it, my inward parts were now joyful, the hunger was abated and also the craving was gone.  I sat there with a joyful “aahhh”.  Joy is an inward satisfaction of knowing who God is and what He has done for us.  Truly we have

               “…found the joy no tongue can tell,
               How its waves of glory roll!
               It is like a great o’er-flowing-well,
               Springing up within my soul.

                    It is joy unspeakable and full of glory,
                    Full of glory, full of glory;
                    It is joy unspeakable and full of glory,
                    Oh, the half has never yet been told.”
                              –B.E. Warren