Echoes From the Campfire

A person’s choices on the road of life can thwart every good opportunity that comes their way and leads them to the grave or down roads they never intended to be on.”
                    –Kenneth Pratt  (Everson Solstice)

       “Who is the man that fears the Lord? Him shall He teach in the way He chooses.”

                    –Psalm 25:12 (NKJV)
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               “For Demas, in love with this present world, has deserted me…”
                         –2 Timothy 4:10 (ESV)

This sad commentary I mentioned last week when we looked at the stony ground, but I wanted to bring it up again.  Notice the reason that Demas left Paul, he was “in love with this present world.”  Is this not the problem today?  Busyness, shallow thinking, deceit, material gain are all out there and seek our attention.  It is up to us, our choice, whether we continue on the way with Christ or choose, as Demas did to fall back into the world.

               “Now he who received seed among the thorns is he who hears the word, and the cares of this world and the deceitfulness of riches choke the word, and he becomes unfruitful.”  –Matthew 13:22(NKJV)
               “Now the one that fell among thorns are those who, when they have heard go out and are choked with cares, riches, and pleasures of life, and bring no fruit to maturity.”  –Luke 8:14 (NKJV)

     This person has accepted the Word, and it has taken root and has started to grow, but then….  Then something happens.  They get busy.  Oh, it might be legitimate, at least for a while, in fact, they may be busy with the Lord’s work.  Work, work, work, have to make a dollar–but at what expense!  Barclay writes, “We must ever remember that the things which crowd out the highest need not necessarily be bad.  The worst enemy of the best is the second best.”  This person wants it all, God, material success, a wonderful social life; “he wants the fruitfulness that comes with the gospel, but with he also wants everything else.” (Stedman)  He will run his credit card(s) to the max trying for the finer things of life.  He does not necessarily want to work for it, but wants it now.  But if he has to work for it that work may get in the way of the gospel.  Miss one Sunday a month, then another, then after they make their money they want to take a Sunday off to enjoy their hard labor.  The Sunday School class they were part of has been put aside.  The fellowship that is needed is replaced by those in the world.  What a dreadful sight.
     Notice, this person does not hear the word “with joy”.  He simple allows the message to grow, but “life has too many other commitments that slowly choke the struggling plant, which never matures and bear fruit.” (D.A. Carson)  We see that there are two types of thorns presented in this passage:  the cares of this world and the deceitfulness of riches.  It could be rendered “the cares of the age,” indicating that the person has not thought nor does he have his eye on the age to come.  Carson continues to say, “The idea is clear:  worries about worldly things or devotion to wealth snuff out spiritual life.”  Note also, the idea of “deceit.”  That implies that the thorns are “so subtle that one may not be aware of the choking that is going on.” (Carson)  Eventually we see that there is no fruitfulness; “all the seeming good effect [of the word] is gone, leaving the soul a very thicket of thorns.” (Broadus)
     The stony ground the seed was snatched away, adversity could not be handled, but now the plant grows, it looks good, but then distractions come and it does not mature.  There is no fruit and the fruitless branches will be cut off and thrown into the fire.  In other words, they are fruitless, no good, dead, only good for the fire.  Walter Liefeld suggests, “that this matter of being fruitful is not simply a matter of the quality of one’s Christian life but of whether one has life at all…”  
     Friend, contrary to some, there can be a falling away.  Jude warns us that, “These are spots in your love feasts, while they feast with you without fear, serving only themselves.  They are clouds without water, carried about by the winds; late autumn trees WITHOUT FRUIT, twice dead, pulled up by the roots.” (12, NKJV, emphasis mine)  John says that “they went out from us, but they were not of us…” (1 John 2:19, NKJV)  There will be a falling away–“Let no one deceive you by any means; for that Day will not come unless the falling away comes first…” (2 Thessalonians 2:3, NKJV)  Forsaking the truth, there will be those who fall into deceit.
     Make sure you count the cost.  Take inventory of your Christian walk which should be done on a regular basis.  Concentrate on the kingdom–“But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added to you.” (Matthew 6:33, NKJV)  Do not be deceived, do not let the world choke out what God has for you.  Don’t let the pleasures of this world beguile you.  “For what profit is it to a man if he gains the whole world, and loses his own soul?  Or what will a man give in exchange for his soul?  (Matthew 16:26, NKJV)   In short — don’t become like Demas.  Keep your eyes focused on the Lord.

 

Echoes From the Campfire

The mountains humbled even the greatest braggart.”
                    –Dave P. Fisher  (Where No Man Rules)


       “But our God is in heaven; He does whatever He pleases.”
                    –Psalm 115:3 (NKJV)
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Children often ask, “Who made God?” or “Where did God come from?”  It is hard to understand and even harder to explain, He always was!  He was just there!  That’s one reason I like that phrase by Francis Schaeffer, “The God Who Is There!”  He was before the beginning–grasp that; and He will be continual throughout the eons when time is no more–He is there.  I was criticized once when I taught this class saying that God does not need us.  He is all sufficient within Himself.  Since He is perfect, actually more than perfect, nothing can be added to Him and nothing can be taken away.  He is the I AM, He exists, He is there!  He cannot go out of existence and He never had a beginning.  As Packer writes, “God necessarily continues forever unchanged, because it is His eternal nature to do that.”
     The psalm of Moses declares, “Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever you had formed the earth and the world, from everlasting to everlasting you are God.” (Psalm 90:2, ESV)  God is solitary in His excellency.  Man does not like this thought and shuns it.  He likes to think that He adds to God and if that could be remotely possible it would be creating an idol.  When God created it did nothing to God essentially for He changes not.  God’s glory can neither be augmented or diminished.  “Who is like You, O Lord, among the gods?  Who is like You, glorious in holiness, fearful in praises, doing wonders?” (Exodus 15:11, NKJV)  
     “God was under no constraint, no obligation, no necessity to create.” (Arthur Pink)  He determines nothing but His own mere good pleasure.  No, that is not ego.  You have to remember that “ego” is a man-made term, something that is not related to God.  He has nothing to prove to Himself (or to anyone else).  Paul writes that He “worketh all things after the counsel of His own will.” (Ephesians 1:11, NKJV)  God does not gain anything from His creation; it does not make Him bigger or better.  Our obedience profits God nothing, for He is all within Himself.  
     He is referred to as the Father, which means “one who brings into existence.” (E.S. Williams)  Why do you think there is such an attack on the image of the father, the role of the father, and the responsibility of the father as well as the role of man in general?  Man does not like the thought that there is a Father in heaven who has the universe under His control.  All of heaven and all of earth are under His control.  All dominions, powers, spirits, angels, principalities, and earthly thrones are under His control and He does not need them.
     God is both honored and dishonored by men.  God would be God whether He created man or not.  Job relates, “Indeed these are the mere edges of His ways, and how small a whisper we hear of Him!” (26:14, NKJV)  He does not need us…yet He loves us.  He is no better if we worship Him, yet He delights in the worship of His children.  Ponder the words of Isaiah, lest we begin to get too big for our britches, “Behold, the nations are as a drop in a bucket, and are counted as the small dust on the scales; look, He lifts up the isles as a very little thing.  And Lebanon is not sufficient to burn, nor its beasts sufficient for a burnt offering.  All nations before Him are as nothing, and they are counted by Him less than nothing and worthless.  To whom then will you like God?  Or what likeness will you compare to Him?” (Isaiah 40:15-18, NKJV)
     “God’s self-existence is a basic truth.” (Packer)  Man in his worship, in his development, in his ideologies does not keep God going.  He needs no support system.  “The word ‘aseity,’ meaning that He has life in Himself and draws His unending energy from Him…was coined by theologians to express this truth.” (Packer)  Because of the limits of our finiteness this doctrine of aseity stands as a bulwark against mistakes of making something out of God that is not there.  Pink writes, “Such an One is to be revered, worshipped, adored.  His is solitary in His majesty, unique in His excellency, peerless in His perfections.  He sustains all, but He Himself independent of all.  He gives to all, but is enriched by none.”  Paul wrote to Timothy, “…He who is the blessed and only Potentate, the King of kings and Lord of lords, who alone has immortality, dwelling in unapproachable light, whom no man has seen or can see, to whom be honor and everlasting power.  Amen.” (1 Timothy 6:15-16, NKJV)

          “He does not have to call for help, and you can’t confuse Him.
          He doesn’t need you, and He doesn’t need me.
          He stands alone in the solitude of Himself;
          He’s august, and He’s unique;
          He’s unparalleled, He’s unprecedented, He’s supreme…”
                    –Rev. S. M. Lockeredge

 

Echoes From the Campfire

One never knows what lies around the next bend, but it ain’t always bad.”
                    –Mark Baugher  (C-Bar)

       “Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and do not rely on your own insight.”

                    –Proverbs 3:5 (RSV)
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               “Thanksgiving is good, but thanks-living is better.”
                         –Matthew Henry

Wouldn’t it be grand if all Christians would practice that?  Most would agree that we should be thankful, but might hesitate with Paul’s words to give thanks in everything (1 Thessalonians 5:18).  However, to live a life of thanksgiving is something else.  That is true worship.  Our lives are to be filled with gratitude for the things the Lord has done and just in recognition of who He is.  Psalm 118 is a psalm of thanksgiving and more than that a psalm of triumph.

          1 — Oh, give thanks to the LORD, for He is good!  For His mercy endures forever.
          2 — Let Israel now say, “His mercy endures forever.”
          3 — Let the house of Aaron now say, “His mercy endures forever.”
          4 — Let those who fear the LORD now say, “His mercy endures forever.”
          5 — I called on the LORD in distress; the LORD answered me and set me in a broad place.
          6 — The LORD is on my side; I will not fear, what can man do to me?
          7 — The LORD is for me among those who help me; therefore I shall see my desire on those who hate me.
          8 — It is better to trust in the LORD than to put confidence in man.
          9 — It is better to trust in the LORD than to put confidence in princes.  (NKJV)

Mercy can be rendered in the first four verses as “His faithful love” (NLT).  Because of His faithful love we have mercy that is abundant and never failing.  
     I was researching this Psalm and found that it is the single most referenced psalm in the New Testament.  It is the only psalm quoted by all four Gospel writers–three times by Matthew, Mark, and Luke, and once by John.  When Jesus wept over Israel He quoted this psalm (Lk 13:35).  When He entered Jerusalem on Palm Sunday this psalm was shouted by the people (Mt 21:9).  Jesus quoted this psalm in His parables and it is also referenced by other New Testament writers. (Lawson)
     The main thrust of the psalm is to thank the Lord for His goodness, especially in deliverance.  We are to give our deepest gratitude to Him for His many blessings, but note, especially that of His mercy.  “There is no end to the boundless mercy He lavished upon His people.” (Lawson)  Notice, His people.  His mercy is there for everyone, but it must be appropriated by becoming one of His own.
     This is a psalm of trust!  Luther claimed this psalm as his when he rode to stand before the hierarchy, civil and religious, in Worms.  He stated on his journey, “The Lord is with me, so I will not be afraid.  I am determined to go though as many devils should oppose me as there are tiles upon all the houses.”  It is recorded that as Luther entered the hall of his sentencing an old soldier put his arm on Luther’s shoulder and said, “Little monk, you need more courage for your battle today than any soldier I know.  But if God is for you, go ahead and do not be afraid.” (Petersen)
     The writer of this psalm was in “distress” or other versions “anguish.”  It means literally a “tight place, a confining place, lack of room,” a place from which there is no escape.  But look what the Lord did for him–He answered “and set me in a broad place.”  Whoooeee, that makes you want to give a shout and maybe a do a little jig.  No hope–yet there was hope.  In our lives we may face severe trials of various sorts and it seems that there is no hope–but look again, look upward towards the face of our Lord and see–there is hope, the least of not which is our heavenly hope.
     As we walk through this journey called life we are never to forget that there is always hope when we trust in the Lord.  “The author knew that God was with him in all circumstances of life, even in distress [anguish] and mounting difficulty.”  (Lawson)  We have no choice!  We must look to God, for our alternative is the feebleness of man.  We can choose God or we can choose man.  How much better is it to take refuge in the Lord!

          “And though this world, with devils filled, should threaten to undo us,
          We will not fear, for God hath willed his truth to triumph through us.
          The Prince of Darkness grim, we tremble not for him;
          His rage we can endure, for lo, his doom is sure;
          One little word shall fell him.”
                   –Martin Luther

 

The Saga of Miles Forrest

Anything else you can tell me about the man?” I asked, hoping that the livery man might be more amiable since the marshal had left.
     He shook his head.  “Like I said, I don’t pay much attention to those who come and go.”
     “Do you remember if he was shot?”
     “Marshal, from my recollection, no person came into the livery bleeding.  I would have noticed that, but again, I don’t pay much attention.”
     I gave him a little wave indicating that he could go back to his work, whatever that might be.  There were three hotels in town and I could check their registers, or if it was my man he might be seeking a doctor.  I started back up the street to find something for supper thinking about that marshal.  He sure didn’t make the town feel like home.  “Lyles Hampton,” I muttered on my walk.  The name sounded familiar.  I would go ahead and eat, then maybe check the other hotels.  The man was carrying my bullet, maybe that would be a persuader to quit his evil ways and get on the straight and narrow.
     Shots were fired a distance away.  I took a couple of quick steps towards the sound, but caught myself–old habits die hard.  Not my town, and I wasn’t going to make it my jurisdiction.  Now, I told myself as I stepped upon the boardwalk leading into a cocina, that doesn’t mean if I don’t see a wrong being committed I wouldn’t step in, we all have that responsibility, but I wouldn’t interfere with the town marshal.  Hampton, I shook my head.
 
     I made that cocina my place to eat while I was in Taos trying different things that I could tell Molly when I got home.  They had good food, not any better than Emelda’s, but they had one thing they called a chili relleno that caught my fancy.  Three days later I was back in Durango.  I’d wait a couple of days before confronting Martin.  Maybe he would make a slip and give himself away.  I was not worrying for by now Agatha and Javier would be settled in.
     It was good to be home.  Charlie was out investigating some cattle rustling.  Seemed a small herd headed for Telluride had been stolen.  That meant no fresh meat for the people and miners there, but also some small rancher was out of his money.  That was the nice thing about sheriffing–helping others.  Not that I didn’t think I did as a U.S. Marshal, it was just different for often I did not see those against whom the crime was committed, I just went after the miscreants.
     Molly had baked me a butterscotch pie when I returned and I was sitting at my regular spot in the diner, by the stove as it was still cool in the mornings.  The coffee was always there, and I was enjoying the company with my wife.  Doc Jones was up the canyon delivering a baby.  So we were sitting alone.  Maybe after I finished my pie, I’d go up and see Mateo and Lucas at the jail.
     “What’s wrong, Miles?” The question caught me off guard.  “You were just staring off into space looking over the rim of your cup.”
     I took a quick sip, I hadn’t realized what I was doing.  “Nothin’, at least nothin’ that I know of.”
     “You were off somewhere’s, I was just wondering,” remarked Molly.
     Honestly I couldn’t remember what I had been thinking about, so I gave her a blank stare telling her so.  I scratched my head, then pulled at my moustache after which I got up to get a refill.  Grabbing the pot I made a motion if Molly wanted her cup warmed up, then I filled mine.
     Upon taking my place at the table again, I told her that nothing was going through my head, I was just staring.  For that I received a smirk.  “There is one thing, however,” I started, “I met the marshal in Taos, and his name keeps going through my mind like I should know it.  I know I have never met the man before, but still…”
     A couple of customers came in and Lola, Marta’s niece, went over to wait on them.  With the baby, Marta hadn’t been working as much and Lola was doing a good job.  She had a great demeanor about her, and was always friendly with the customers.
     “Molly, have you ever seen the ruins?” I asked abruptly.  The thought came out of nowhere, and before she could answer I added, “We could take a week, pack up and I could take you to see them.  Two-Bits needs some work, I don’t know the last time she’s seen a saddle.”
     She gave me a look.  “What brought that on?”
     I took a deep sip, “I don’t know, it just hit me.  We haven’t been anyplace in a while.  I don’t care to take you up to Silverton, and I know you don’t like Denver, so we could go out to the ruins.  It’s not too hot yet, and the streams should have plenty of water.”
     “Plus, I need some time alone, in God’s great cathedral to think and ponder, and want you with me.  Time is passin’ us by and we need to see some things together before we get too old to sit in the saddle.”
     That brought a chuckle.  “You mean before I get too old to ride.”
     I didn’t mean that at all, but decided that I should now take another bite of pie.  “Let’s plan on leaving next week, I do want to see Amos Martin.  The man who died had a name on his lips as he was dyin’ that sounded like Martin.  I want to confront him with it.”
     “I don’t know why he, or anyone else is like that,” uttered Molly.
     I shook my head in answer, then Mateo stepped through the doorway…