Echoes From the Campfire

I don’t praise a man after he’s done the very thing I’ve warned him not to do.”

                    –Ralph Compton  (The Goodnight Trail)

       “Now throw this useless servant into outer darkness, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth.”
                    –Matthew 25:30 (NLT)
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There is a very pertinent verse that is often overlooked in the Gospel of John.  I have heard the story about the wedding in Cana, and I know that the mother of Jesus came to Him for help.  Jesus proclaimed to her that His time had not yet come, meaning that He was not entering into His ministry openly yet.  However, being the dutiful son, He will do what His mother requests.  Now, get this verse from the mouth of Mary:

               “His mother said to the servants, ‘Whatever He says to you, do it.'”
                         –John 2:5 (NKJV)

       This was great advice at the time, but it is so simple that we often don’t think much of it.   No questions, no hesitating on our part, it is very simple, do what He says.  Jesus says in John 14:15, “If you love Me, keep My commandments.” (NKJV)  Such a simple statement, but do we really keep His commandments, or do we begin to make excuses of one type or another?
       I was reading the other day and came across this by James Merritt.  He wrote that when we are going through a situation where you don’t know what to do God will test you.  He will test you in two main ways:  patience and obedience.  When He finally shows you what to do–do it.  “Whatever He says to you, do it.”  “God tests us by our faith, but He measures us by our obedience.” (Merritt)
       Perhaps the biggest challenge in life is doing what you already know to do.  James wrote, “Therefore to him who knows to do good and does not do it, to him it is sin.” (4:17, NKJV)  It is not hard, but we fight it.  Do right, but we end up failing so much of the time.  What would have happened if the servants had not obeyed Jesus?  The miracle would not have taken place; it is as simple as that.  Obedience is/was required.
       Read Romans 1 where Paul states that the people knew God, but they would not obey.  They did not want to retain the knowledge of God; they preferred to do what was right in their own eyes.  One reason for this is that man does not like to obey.  Oh, that we could pray the prayer of Jesus, “Not my will, but yours be done” (Luke 22:42) then go on and obey.  Jesus was obedient even unto death (Philippians 2:8) are we not to be obedient in picking up our cross.  “Whatever He says to you, do it.”
       Obedience shows our faith; it shows that we trust God.  In the little things–obey.  In the hard things–obey.  Walk daily in the truth of His Word, in other words–obey.  Obedience also shows character.  In the words of James B. Adamson, “The wind of tribulation blows away the chaff of error, hypocrisy, and doubt, leaving that which survives the rest…the genuine element of character.”  No matter the trouble, the trial, the situation or circumstance–“Whatever He says to you, do it.”  Perhaps the “biggest challenge you will face is doing what you know to do.” (Merritt)

 

Echoes From the Campfire

Your responsibility is to do what’s right. God help you if you don’t believe that.”
                    –D.W. Ulsterman  (The Irish Cowboy)

       “There is a way that seems right to a man, But its end is the way of death.”

                    –Proverbs 16:25(NKJV)
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The Bible is not afraid to not only tell us the grandeur of God and the blessings that He has for His people, but also it tells us of sin, disaster, and human mistakes.  There are many stories in the Bible regarding romance, courage, valor, but also of despair, discouragement, foolishness, and death.  One of the saddest events is regarding the life, or rather I should say the death of Uzzah.

          “And when they came to Nachon’s threshing floor, Uzzah put out his hand to the ark of God and took hold of it, for the oxen stumbled.  Then the anger of the LORD was aroused against Uzzah, and God struck him there for his error; and he died there by the ark of God.”
                    –2 Samuel 6:6-7 (NKJV)

       At first glance we shudder in horror and might even proclaim that this was unfair.  After all, Uzzah was only protecting the ark of God.  But in this there are lessons that we should heed and learn.  David was zealous to bring the ark to Jerusalem to make it the focal point once again of worship.  First of all, David did not inquire of the Lord.  He simply was following his own desires, and the problem was that even though the desires might be good, the way they were carried out was wrong.
       David, instead of following God’s instructions regarding how the ark was to be moved, did it his way.  He followed the example of the Philistines.  He brought thirty thousand of his men with him, and a new cart was built on which the ark was set.  God specifically had given directions that the ark was to be carried by Levites, descendants of Kohath.  Here we see that David is following the actions of the Philistines, people of the world, in carrying the ark.  He ignored God’s instructions of how it was to be carried.  It is important that we understand that we must follow God’s pattern, not that of the world.  “God’s work must be done in God’s way if it is to have God’s blessing” (Warren W. Wiersbe).
       We do not know if Abinadab or his sons, Ahio and Uzzah, were even of the tribe of Levi.  We do know that when the ark began its journey there was a celebration with singing and dancing.  The ark was on its way, but then perhaps because the road became rough, the oxen stumbled.  Maybe needlessly, Uzzah put out his hand to grasp the ark to stabilize it.  The reaction was one of haste and reflex, but it was a costly reaction.  Uzzah, by putting his hand on the ark, was in direct disobedience to the Word of God.  Why should God strike a person dead simply because he did a thing that was natural?  The ark could have fallen to the ground, then what would have happened?  The point is that the ark should never have been on the cart. (Redpath)
       God had commanded that the ark be carried by Levites (Numbers 4).  David, and the others were so zealous to get the ark, the presence of the Lord, to Jerusalem that they did it their own way.  They did what was right in their own eyes disregarding God’s commands.  Alan Redpath states, “So often we put forth our hands, but not our hearts.  We put forth our hands to the work of the Lord, but somehow our hearts have never really gotten under the burden of the Lord and begun, like the Levites, to carry it.”  Imagine, Uzzah falling dead under God’s judgment right next to the ark of God’s mercy.  
       David became angry.  Not at himself for his foolishness, for his carelessness.  He became angry at God.  In that anger, he became “afraid of the LORD that day; and he said, ‘How can the ark of the LORD come to me?'” (2 Samuel 6:9, NKJV)  He left the ark because of his fear to the house of Obed-Edom and it remained there for three months.  Needless to say that when David went back after the three months to retrieve the ark, he had it carried the way that God had instructed.
       We should learn from this that we need to “return to the Word of God for an understanding of the will of God.  No amount of unity or enthusiasm can compensate for disobedience.” (Wiersbe)  Many times, and this is becoming more and more common, we find the practices, methods, and programs of the church following that of the world rather than the Word of God.  When we imitate the world instead of obeying the Word of God we cannot expect the blessing of God.  Oh, yes, it may seem that the church is growing, there may be numbers added to it and applause, but is the applause out of obedience?  Do the methods have the approval of God?  “The way of the world is ultimately the way of death.” (Wiersbe)

 

Echoes From the Campfire

It occurred to me how fast things can change in a person’s life.”
                    –Lou Bradshaw  (One Man Standing)


       “For in the time of trouble He shall hide me in His pavilion; in the secret place of His tabernacle He shall hide me; He shall set me high upon a rock.”
                    –Psalm 27:5 (NKJV)
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It’s already time for a Midnight Hymn.  For the past couple of weeks a couple of songs have continually been going through my mind.  When I can’t get them out, I figure it’s time to share them.  Actually this one began the last week of December.    In the midst of turmoil, whenever the storm rages where do you turn?  Hopefully you turn to the Lord; it is He that can help and hide you from the roaring winds and raging waves.  But, when hidden in safety with the Lord what is it that you see?  Do you still see the storm, do you still see your troubles, or do you, as Fanny Crosby wrote, see “rivers of pleasure”?

          “A wonderful Savior is Jesus my Lord,
          A wonderful Savior to me;
          He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock,
          Where rivers of pleasure I see.”

Do you remember Christian from Bunyan’s “Pilgrims Progress”?  Remember how, even those a believer that he continued to struggle with his burden.  Are we not often the same way.  We continue to carry the burden of the old life.  We continue to have and/or find guilt in the deeds of our past.  We moan, we cry, yet the Lord wants us to realize that He has given us new life and wants to remove those burdens that we continue to bear.

          “A wonderful Savior is Jesus my Lord,
          He taketh my burden away;
          He holdeth me up, and I shall not be moved,
          He giveth me strength as my day.”

In this coming year, do not forget all the blessings that the Lord has already given you.  Perhaps we seek too much, perhaps we have already forgotten all the wondrous good He has done for us in the past.  Every day is a new day with Him; His mercies are new every morning.  His grace continues to keep our lives and we live and abide in Him.  Just contemplate those, then continue with life, safety, security, food, and on and on and on…  Then one day, either by death or in the rapture, we will be transported.  We will meet Him in glory and then we will be even more amazed at what He has done for us.

          “With numberless blessings each moment He crowns,
          And filled with His fullness divine,
          I sing in my rapture, oh, glory to God,
          For such a Redeemer as mine.

          When clothed in His brightness, transported I rise
          To meet Him in clouds of the sky,
          His perfect salvation, His wonderful love,
          I’ll shout with the millions on high.”

As we journey through this wearisome land of life we have Him to turn to.  He will be there in every situation, filling us with what is needed for the moment.  There is nothing anyone can do to remove us from His love.  When we thirst, He pours out the living water.  When we are in despair He hides our sorrows and suffering in the depths of His love.  If need be, He covers us so that we do not have to see our past, but we look to our future in Christ.

                    “He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock
                    That covers a dry, thirsty land;
                    He hideth my life in the depths of His love;
                    And covers me there with His hand,
                    And covers me there with His hand.”

 

The Saga of Miles Forrest

After dropping around thirty inches the snow had stopped falling.  However, the temperatures remained down around zero, so it was still standing and not melted.  Hopefully warmer temperatures would soon come, at least before the next storm.
       The town was trying to unthaw and move around.  Businesses had cleaned off the boardwalk, but there was very little traffic on the streets, a few horse tracks and most of them around the saloons.  People could get around though.  Crandall’s Grocery and Johansen’s Butcher Shop were busy.  People had to eat.  The saloons were open and Solly had his tobacco store open.  People had to have their booze and smokes.
       I walked down with Molly to open the diner.  She had sent a message by me to Marta to stay home with the baby, that she and I would open the diner.  Emelda had got the message, but Adela had struggled through the snow to come to work.  Mateo’s oldest son, Alejo, had taken over Lucas’ job of cutting wood for the various merchants in town.  He was doing a good job, and his brother Enrique helped him stack it, but was not strong enough yet to be doing much chopping. They were up early and both Molly and I waved at them as we trudged through the snow.
       The boys had already been to the diner and had filled up the wood bin.  After Molly unlocked the door, I went in first to get the fire started in the big stove in the kitchen, and then to the stove in the main eating room.  Later, I would take some of the wood that had been chopped and make it into kindling for the stoves.  Molly started making some custard pies and Adela went to cutting up onions while I put the coffeepot on the big stove and another on the stove in the dining room.  Molly had decided that they would only make chili for the day.  If someone wanted eggs they could easily be fried up and covered with chili.
       I helped the ladies out by sweeping the dining room and straightening it up.  I had just sat down after pouring a cup of coffee when to my surprise Doc Jones walked in the door.  “What are you doin’ out in in this cold?” I questioned him, and his sanity.
       “Saw the diner was open and thought I’d come in for some coffee.  I have a message to go see Mrs. McClure.  Frank came in frantically earlier and said she was having pains and expecting.  I told him to get back to his wife, and I’d be out shortly.”
       Molly came into the room, “Sit down Doc, I’ll bring you a piece of fresh pie.”
       “Well, I reckon the body could use that extra fuel.”
       We chatted for a short while but Doc said he should get his horse out and on his way.  Snow was too deep for a buggy, but he would follow Frank McClure’s tracks to the farm; it was only a few miles out of town.
       The rest of the day went by slowly.  I, along with Molly, drank the pot of coffee on the stove next to me.  There were a few customers for lunch, but after lunch, Molly sent Adela home.  I stayed around to help if anyone came in during the afternoon or for supper.  
       A few ventured out for supper and Molly fed a half dozen of the down and out miners.  They looked to be more frozen than not.  I asked where they stayed during this cold weather and was told that the Parson Chapman let them stay in the church.  There were a dozen more still there that had not ventured out.  Molly gave them the rest of the pot of chili to take back up to the church and to tell the preacher that she’d pick it up later in the week.
       It was almost dark when Molly said it was time to close up.  I started going around putting out the lamps, when Edith came through the door.  It was easy to see that she was concerned.  “Miles, Henry hasn’t come back yet,” she said with alarm.
       “I wouldn’t be frettin’,” came my reply.  “The kid probably hasn’t come out the chute yet.  As soon as Mrs. McClure has that baby he’ll start home.  If he’s not on his way now, he’ll probably wait until mornin’.”
       Molly had heard her come in and brought a cup of coffee from the kitchen to her.  “Here you go,” she said, handing her the cup.  “Miles is right.  Doc knows the weather and how to take care of himself.”
       “No,” she declared.  “This is something different.  I can’t explain it, I can just feel it.  Something…”